Memories.
It tit it tiut a tiroftth of th* Mouttilttiui
<i n it'll'*chltn* ;
Itu it tutu** *n t" '*>• w worn kt*rt
Tin* HIVIIIUIIN uf tlnirt.
A atrwkn of WMHC, A prUMllttf frtCrt,
Sued hi lit* iwltU of THI ;
A pr-ijr of hawthorn, wot with lww.
Anil the M light >ft on it* lent,-a
A willirii raatlv, • rtrh pwrfhnr,
Tfcn Urrtrtin of * <t*f nn* by ;
Til** • uinl of III* mill* Iter I UlltW til* I*IU,
A awallow'w (I.gift through the kjr.
A rarelrwrt laugh, a forgottan aong,
It*-Mm ill til* l -il'MHrr Uigbt , ,
Out* laiiciaa. hut ali.h w tloar.
U hu men through memory'• light.
MY MOTTIEITS SECRET. |
* Mother and father hsd been nothing
but name* to me lince I could remem
ber anything. I had been educated at
Dr. Sxrlain's school and from thence
gone to college. There hsd never been
aoy lack of money and good clothes
but I never went home for the holidays,
and no one ever came to see me. On
my thirteenth birthday s watch was seut
to me, with "From your loving moth
er" engraved in the case, and I a;d to
Dr. Snrtain :
"When am 1 to nee my parents? This
seems a* though my mother loved me?
Does h" never care to *ee me f"
Dr. Siriain answered:
"Your mother is very fond of you,
nd an excellent mother, but your
father ia compelled to remain absent
from home." "
I supposed from this both my parents
were abroad, and asked no more que*
linns.
Four years from tni* the nt*i was
sent to ine that my father was iiead |
but tb' rc wa* no slimtpn in my posi
tion. 1 wont to college, chose my pro
fession—the law—and finally entered
the otfi e of Gay k Brother*, with every
prospect of success in my career. 1
had 'nt one an*ie' :ny strange jmsi
tint.
M, J srenf*. it spp.-.red t > me, must
lie weaitl.y. It they were alio resjiect
shle. why bad mv taitier never sent for
me? ! s.m man now. I bad a right to
nk th- question uud to be answered
But ! feared the answer, and delayed.
My acquaintances were many; my
friend*—the doctor, bi* wife, my old fel
low pupil at his school, Roger Whar
ton, and my laundresa.
Yes. the laundress. Aunt Relay, as
evtry one called her, humble though
the was, wa* one of my friends, and not
the le**t valued of them.
Bhe was a good old woman, straight
and thin, but strong and hearty. She
had taken "the boys" to w*h ever
•tooe I can remember. A boy drove a
little donkey cart to the door with the
great basket on it, but she came once a
week to bring her bills and get the mon
ey, I suppose, and tke dOder's wife
made much of ber, and told her about
the children's doings and the boys were
pleased to see her round little face She
had taken a special fancy to Roger W har
too and to me, aod our lioen always
-eme home mended and our stockings
darned. Of course she took my wa i
>ng home,now that I lived independent
jy, end the moderation of her price wa* *
novelty in the leundry world.
"You eak too little," I sometime
•aid. But she always answered :
"I charge quite enough—quite enough,
Mr. Arthur."
She kept up har interest in my studies
•till, admired my lew books, end won
dared et my knowledge. 1 wee more
pleased to see Anal Btay come into my
room than 1 wee to see many acquaint
ance# whoee recognition was an honor
1 shall alwaye be glad to remember
that.
I confided in hor a little, and one day
•be looked at ma eolomnly, shook her
head and said:
"Ah, boys need a mother. Do you
ever think of yours, lad ?"
"Mora than aba does of me." said I.
"Don't say that, lad," answered the
old women. "Your mother Is sore
hearted to bo parted from you like
tkia"
"How do you know?" I cried, start
ing up. "Do you know my mother
Aunt Betsey ?"
She gathered up ber basket, looking
At me in askance.
"Whatever I know I keep to myself,"
•ho said; "but remember your mother
lovee you, always has, and always will.
Remember that." And she went bar
way.
That evening 1 thought hor words ov"
•r until I could besr it no longer, and
putting on my hat, I went to Dr. Bart
sin's house, determined to ask him who
i-nd what my parents were.
Tha Dootor and Mrs. Sartain sat to
gether in his study, end I took bis chair
which he offerd me, and t drew it be
tween them.
"I have come fo ask you soma que*
lions," I said; "questions that I have a
tight to aak. Will fyou promise to
answer thorn ?"
"Promise, my love," said Mrs. Bar
tain.
"I will decide when I have heard the
questions," replied the doctor.
They are simple," I answered.
"Who was my father? Who la my
mother f Why havt I never seen my
parents? Where does my mother
live?"
I punned for replv. The Dootor pu*
hi* finger tips together, slid replied
thus s
"Your father was nml, like your'
iielf, Aitliur Varley. Your mother wan
hi* lawfully wedded wife, Elisabeth—
now hi* widow. When you were fire
year* aid your father wu obliged to
leave the country, and your mother
confided you to our care. She h* since,
as you know, amply supplied your
want*. She i* one of the moit excel
lent women I know. There ha* never
been a blot on her character. She ho*
forbidden me to tell where to find her.
"For some reanon the hate* me," i
said.
'"She lore* you." he answered.
"Then why will she not see me?"
"For your own good," said the doc
tor.
"It's a mistaken idea," cried tbit doc
tor's wife.
"At fust it was. Since the thing has
gone on so long nothing can now be
done," replied the doctor, "it ia your
mother's fixed determination thai you
should never see her. She has no other
child and i* not |>oor. ller will is made
in your favor. I hive no right to tell
you more."
"flut you?" 1 cried tro-M- g o Mrs.
Sartaiti.
"Neither have I any right," said the
lady. "But I say to you, find out for
yourself. Ii is your duty. I know you
better than your mother knows you."
I looked at the doctor, lie avoided
mv glance, tuid said nothing.
But how was 1 to discover this mother
of tuine, who hid herself f rrtr " nao yet
who, they avid, loved rue.
By that Christ mas-title I had fallen ill I
love. The object of niy adoration wa*
a beautiful grtl of very good family. 1
saw that she was not displeased; her
father, a wealthy client of our firm, did
not object to my pretentions. In fact,
we were engaged, ami my heart wt full
of joy. Yet with it mingled the long
ing to find my mother and tell her of
my happiness. One dsy 1 told old
Auot Betsey, who was counting my cuff
and collars.
"Aunt Betsey, perhaps I shall be
married some day."
"Lord bless us!" cried Aunt Betsey,
"you seem to be such a boy."
"It will not he at once," I said, "but
after lam well on to my proVsaion. I
love dearly. She a Charles Kushton's
daughter."
"Miss Kushton !" said Aunt Betsey.
She folded t er bard little hand* to
gether and stood looking at me. "The
very top of the ladder," she said, "Rtoh
and stylish, and high firmly, and so
pretty. But you'll have your things
done in the familv then, and see no
more of old Aunt Betaey."
"I'll give you my collars while I have
one left, and all my wife's ruffles too."
"1 don't w*nl her s," s*'d Betsey,
crossly. "Wi-b you joy, Mr. Arthur
Varley. I'm sure it's a fine match—
but her thing* I don't care for."
"Too much trouble I suppose," I
said a* the door closed.
But I thought of my mother more
and more, and as that day was the one
on which I drew my allowance, I went
up to the doctor's house, intend
ing to make one more effort to m->ve
him to tell me where to fiod my mother.
The doctor sat alone in bis study. An
envelope lay before him. As he aaw ro
be drew it toward him; took out a par
cel of bank notes, and with them a let
ter which he et once returned the en
velope end thrust into his vest pocket.
"A letter from my mother," I said,
and looked et the vest.
It was an ordinary black root, but the
out was lower than ueually worn.
He peid me my weekly allowance,
said that my mother sent her love, and
heard of my hopee end wished me joy.
And after a few words more I took leave
of him, but not to go directly home. I
sought Mr*. Hartein at onoe. "Mr*.
Hartain," I nald, "it's growing very cold,
and I noticed that the doctor baa a low
cut vest 00. Oet it off him or be may
have an attack of pneumooie. A gen
-lemaa I know caught e cold which rt
•ailed in consumption that trey. Take
a high veet to him eod insiat on hie
wearing it ni onoe.
"Yog good boy, ' cried the doctor'a
wifej "how thoughtful of you." And
away she ran. I followed.
"Only to look at hia encyclopedia a
moment," 1 said, and buried my face
in the book, while the lady urge.l the
exchangee of veals, and the gentUmaa
protested ; finally 1 aaw the treasure
borne away, and followed. Good Mr*.
Saruio, Little did aba guars that, as 1
walked behind her, 1 picked the |g>cket
of the garment she carried under her
arm.
I hail the letter and oould aoerorly
wait long enough to get to a plaoa of
safety before opening it. At list in a
little ice cream saloon, 1 sat behind a
table shiny with oilcloth, and plcnti
fully adorned with the marks of eaucer
bottomi, and opened the note. It began
thus.
"I|have heard my hoy is to be married.
f} >i| bless li'np, it is s go id match, but
liny hert aches. 1 almost wish I had
I nut done w|i it I 'lid, lull imw cotlld I let
j the poor fellow la'nr the shame of li*
j father's crime? And now I'd rather din
j ilinn have him know ; but my I e irt
aches, my heart aches. No, no, no 1
say ay ii n n*v. r tell him. I tint sick
with sorrow and fear. Write and tell
me you'll never toll. I) • vu r m m
Icr toy number? It i 20 B.oouiiiijUm
roatl.''
I bad at 1 at nty mother's dwelling
place, and a clew to In r conduct. My
lather had in some way shaliisd u both,
but now I would go to her ; we would
know each other, I and this g kml
mother.
BUevmington Road was in the suburbs
of our oily. Sire was near me then—
only an hour or two lay between us. ]
bad no patience to walk. As I drove
on I pictured my mother—a graceful
Jadv in middle life ; her hair touched
with gray ; her stride sad. though sweet.
There was a picture in thedoctor's
drawing room which I lancted resembled
her —tire portrait of an English duchess.
"Hloomington Road, No, 20." cried
the cabman opening the door.
I stepped out and looked aliout me.
Number twenty was a plain two roomed
Cottage, with a long shed attached. I
bad always believed my mother to be i
rich—could tins tie her home 7 I touched i
the haniteofilie little belL A girl with
bar sleeves tolltd up liotn her wet
arms and a rubuer apron ojs'iied the
door.
"Mrs. Varley," I i skvd;"does she ii\e :
here ?"
"I'll call her,'' said the girl, and left ;
me alone ; and i U< ird ber voice repeal 1
ing the name in the distance.
Then anoth- r voice crying, "Yea I'm
coming," and a quiok step approaching
and before me stood old Aunt Betsey,
and on the instant the truth flashed
upon me. and I cried out:
"Mother!"
There was my mother, littled and
wrinkled, and strong eye* and red
sheeka, and her calico dr<*as pinged up
over her flannel petticoat, and when I
said "Mother 1" *he shut the door and
held up both hands, and said in a shrill
whisper.
"Hush ! hush ! hush ' Who told you.
Keep it U> yourself. You're a gentle
man. "You're to marry Mr. Uushton >
girl. Iton't say that again Go away :
go way. And keep it as secret as I will
f o!"
But I took bcr hand and drew her to
me.
"Mother why did you do this ? What
did my father do?" 1 asked.
He was a porter in a bank, Arthur,
sheanswered. "He robbed il. lie died
in prisaon. lie name near Iwdng hung,
for he killed a man trying to get away.
And I thought I'd spare my l>oy the
shame, and I sent you to the doctor's
school. I've made money, lad. but a
laundry is not gentee'. I know it well
Think of Mia* Rush ton. Go!"
But I answered; "Kiss me mother.
1 shall tell Ada Uushton the truth, and
you shall toil for me no more."
No Ada Uushton did not marry ma.
and some of my friends dropped of!
hut I lore It very well. Th.s was fifteen
years ago, and 1 am forty now but yes
terday t married and who so glad as my
old motber, who kisned me tenderly on
my wedding morning end said.
"She la the wife I'd choose for yog,
Arthur, and not a proud, insolent thing
like Ru'hton. And you are happy
deer ?"
And f answered Iruljr : "No happier
man under the aun, mother."
Horace G roe ley a Boyhood.
H race Greeley's personal app<-*ran*
was always a subject of remark from
bis boyhood. Rollin C. Mdlery, a
member of Congress horn Veirnont.
who was an able champion of the Ameri
can System, used to narrite a visit of
hia to the prin'tng office of a country
newspaper at IViulttiey, Vt , Ins plareol
residence. Hia attention was dir-ctcd
to a young compositor, who w* rather
awkwardly "sticking ty|w," und who
though full grown was evidently the
youngest apprentice in I lie ©flic*. Uis
legs ran a good deal mora then 'a fort"
through bis pantaloon*, the sleeves of
his oost scarcely reached below bit
elbows, hi* hlr wns rery white and
flason. and be was, on the whole, in
aggregation taken separately and to
getber, the greenest looting specimen
of humanity we ever looked at. and Ibis
is saying a good deal, lor "we keep* a
looking gloss." That boy said Mr
Mallary, will make a remarkable man,
I can't hold an argument with him on-
Masonry or anything else connected
with politics. Aa Mr. M. aa cflns-d
•red one of the ablest men in t'ongress,
his remark caused roe *o.e surprise,
and wa not only "made a note of it."
bat took another look *■ the ' devil"
(printer#, wr'mesn.) and could not out
Itnce in the expanse* foiehsid " a
mind formed in n ■ * * !>ne*i mould
and wtought lor itnmoi■ iM.i." Il wa*
years afterwards tb <t w bee tne aware
of the fact that boy wa* Hot *a Greeley
A Good Education
tVe Itr a gninl deal *nl in the**
lnit'T 11in**H (iliihii iv good education, ami
it lead* u tn inquire wliitt * good d
ileal inn in Kvery body in th's cnuntr*
is agreed that il comprise* the atiilit
to read properly and graniatically th<-
English language,*nd *uffioinnl|kn<>wl
edge of arithrueiio to be able to HD.wer
accurately any quest inna in the tour
rules in IhsUnirnca. This is a gnnd edit- !
cation as far n it noes, and a far *
street educn'inn is concerned it i bet'et j
than many who claim in be well educated j
have a'tained to. Without these, edu
nation is not good, although you are
versed umre or less in all the cilngies
and esophies mentioned in Webster's
dintionary ; with them you have the key
that with pa'iencn and perse vera rite
will unlock all the others. Hut even
with those and the additions of all the
learning taught in the schools, hot j
nothing more, the education rnot
need.-il at the present day, is a practi
cal one, and it is also the most neglect
cd. The heaping on of ilahy attain
nienta for the purpose of show, to the
neglect of the every day needed practi- j
cal attainments, is far too common, mid
no one can fie said to have a good edu
cation who has not. in addition to the
l ire of the arbo'd. a knowledge of t ov
tiiam their own living, Kvery one
maieor !• male, rich or joor, should le
taught h 'W to work in a irjje calling or
profe-.oin that noild prrn ure them a
livelihood, and until Oat is done hey I
hive rot r g-ol education, Kd trail* ,
the mind that the labor ol tlm hands
may he more effective. lid urate the
hands that the education*of the mind
may be practical as well as oinunen
tel.
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About Our SUtcro.
Charles Kingley'a daughter wrte
'Mr. Ix'rimcr. '
A wotnsn stalled the first dvily paper
in the world in 1702 in Ixtttdon.
Mrs. Elixa Clarke hi* written 'he life
of Susanna Wesley for the "Kmin> nt
Wonten" scries.
Mary Wollstonecnvft rays that women
as a sex are indolent, and that every
thing tends to make th*ni so.
hliini"-th Ntusrt I'tie'ps and l.ouisa
M. A1 cott wr t for the Woman W <**>' i
and l-eltevc in its doctrines.
There is an old wctnno in Sew Orleans
who can remember when three pirates
were hung in Jackson square in that
city.
A "society gentleman wanu loknow
why w mie-j w*r the r sla os so f h >ri
as to show their vaoctn . Hon scar*.
There arc eleven states in which
women vote for school directors. Mo t
people wii| he su-prs d to l iaro thai
K-ntuckv is one of the Slates.
Stfan P>. Anthnv is writing a book
about women in Europe. Susan's latter
days promise to her best days aid
nobody grudges them to her.
It is l>orne in on the InJianajohs
Timet to remark that if some men tleat
ed their wives as well as they do their
servant g-rls there would be fewer d
vorces.
Classing women who never marry by
their complexion, there are more h'ondt
than brunettes among them. Tbta is
supposed to bo due to the preference of
marry ing men for brunettes. Rut |>er
hsp the women who do not inatty fade
out.
In Idaho married women retain their
own person and real property, and m*
make contracts, sue and be sued, a* if
single. Neither buband or wile hss
any interest in the property of the nth
-1 -r. Dower and c turtesy are abo ished.
Go wvat.
Somo Big Things.
A whale sixty feet long ha* iieen kill
1 ed off Beaufort, S. C.
An lowa man drank three quarts of
cider in three tninute*.
A ten foot alligator was Captured re
cenlly near Waxabatchie. Texas.
The government envelope factory a t
Hartford, Conn., uses n lon of girtn per
week.
A party of Baton Rouge. I/ouiaiana,
bird hunters recently killed l.tfiOrnbins
with aticks.
A C dog was killed on the beach
near I.oog Brunch not long ago. I,
weighed 143 pounds.
While trapping Bridgman, Mich.,
William Williams caught an eagle that
measured nine feet.
An owl measuring four feet and two
inchee from tip to tip was recendy cap
tured in Franklin county, Og.
Missiesippians feel very proud of their j
•lata library in the capitol at Jack*on
It comprise* volumes
A cow horn four feet eleven in> he*
long and eighteen inches in diameter at
the the lotse is on exhibition at Monti
cello. Fla.
The highnat rate of poatagn from this
country is to l'atagonia and the island
of Bt. Helena—'i 4 cents an ounce.
ltobins are found in flocka of 10,000
in the neighborhood of Powhatan, V*.
A man recently killed 4.500f I lies* bird*.
A lady AO years old, residing near Ro
chester, N. Y., skated from that city to
Brookport, twenty miles, in an hour and
twenty&va minute*.
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