Bradford reporter. (Towanda, Pa.) 1844-1884, December 04, 1879, Image 1

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The B*ADPOlan RZPOIPrza Is published ovary
Thursday morning by Go°Puce linteateriTL.
at One Dollar per annum, la ethane*.
airAdverßaMg in all eases 'Wady* of tab•
tiering= to the paper.
line for lint Insertion. and WIT, C ars patine for
ach anbetquent insertion, but no notice inserted
for less than fifty cents.
ed at reasonable rates. '
, Administrator's and Executor ' s Notices ,;
Auditors Nonces, : Butunesseards, Sulam,
(per year) additional Han It each.
Yearly advertisers are enUtieti to quarterly .
changes. Transient advert/semen - Pi moat be pit
for to advance.
All resolutions of associations; exnximunications
of limited or individual intermit; , nod notices of
marriages or deaths.exeeeding aye itnesare charg
ed Irma carve per Mte, bet simple notices of mar.
lieges and deaths will be published without charge.
The RePOßTett having a larger circulation than
any other paper In the county. mai :es It the best
advertising medium in Northern Pannsylvania.
JOB PRINTING of every,land , In plain and
fancy colors, dOne with neatness and etispitch.
Handbills, Blanks, Cards, Painphlt 'Wheal%
Statements. 8.c., of every variety and style, printed
at the shortest notice. The REPO' ATER Oka is
well supplied with power promos, a good assort
ment of new type. and everything to the printing
line can be executed in the most ar Stale manner
and at the lowest rates. TERMS Ib VARIABLY
Vusiness fubs.
Office over Mason's old Bank.
Office with Patrick and Foyle.
I) , A. Orzwrox. BZNJ.
Solicitor of Patents. Particular attention psid
to huslnese In the Orptans Court and to the settle
ment of estntes. ,
Office 10 fontanyes Block ' 3tay 1, 79.
Jisttge Jessup hartng resumed the practleeot the
13w In Northern Pennsylvania, will attend to any
tool business Intrusted to Mtn In Bradford county.
persons wishing , to consult him, can call on H.
Streeter, Esq., Towanda, Pa., when an appointment
C.lll he made.
. I!TER, M. D.,
• * - 5„ Residence anal Office Just North of Dr. Cor
bin's, on Main Street, Athens, Pa. jun2O-6m.
E. •F.irOFF
Agency for the sale and purcha'se of all kinds of
Securities and for making leans en heal Estate.
A!! busineas will receive careful and prompt
attention. fJune 4. 11170.
to all business entrusted to his care In Bradford,
Sullivan and Wyoming Counties. Mice with Esq.
Porter. (n0v1944.
ritace on State Street, second floor of Dr. Pratt's
Office. apr 3 79.
N. C. ELsnnEs.
D. KtisT-NIIY,
Office—Rooms fortuct i ly occupied by Y. M. (. A
Reading Room. • 05n.3118.
Dirt .Att'y Brad. Co. f feb.l7B
ATTORNEY-AT-LAW AND U. S. Commissicman
'Onieo—Norah Side Puldlic Square.
Jan. 1,1875
Dec 2:1-75. ' i TOWANDA, PA,
Tice over Turner St 'Gordon's Drag Store,
Towanda, ra. May be consulted In German.
[April 12, na.)
W e
•OMee—Aecond door south 'of the First Nat'unad
Bank Mulp St:. up stairs.
(IFFACE.—Formerly oecuptedley Win. Watkins.
It. N. WILLIAMS, (net. 17. 771 E. J. ANOLS.
°Mee over 'Dayton's Store
A tail 12, ISM
4 IT
Ware in W orl's 'Block, first doorsoutS of the First
Nan 11: twat:, up.malvs.
a.D1T.1.. flanB.l3ly) .J. N. CALIPT.
- nit. S. M. WOODBURN, Ptlysi
_LF clan and Surgeon. Otl!Ice over 0. A. Black , '
Crockel v store.
Towstila, May 1. IBT.llr.
- M. S. INCEN r,
A v. B. KELLY, DEsTisT.—Office
M. A. Rosenfield's, Towanda, Pa.
Teeth inserted on Gold; Silver, Rubber, and Al
oinulurn ease. Teeth extracted without ken.
Oct. 34-72. c
ER .
D PAYNE, at. D.,
Other over .11outanyes' Store. Office hours from 10
Co 12 A. ii. and from 2 to 4P. x.
Special attention given to
or and OP
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0 Mee day last £ 4 at rdsy Of each month. over Turner
& t}ordon•s Drug Store, Towanda, Pa.
Towanda, June 20. ISIS.
"A . IR. 11. PEET,
TERMS.-410 per term.
- (Residence Third street, Ist ward.)
Thisanda„ Jan. 11,11,17.
varzsmtr. TOWANDA, PA.
This Bank offers unusual facilities for the traria
action of a general banking busin4sa.
N. N„ETTS., Cashier
J Os. POW ELL, President. (
EUROPEAN HOUSE.—A few doors southor
She Means House. Board, by the day or week on
reasanable ,terms. WirM meals served et all had'
Oysters at wholesale wadi retail, febtl7. .
325 East Water Olt., Elmira, N. Y.
I Ist Floor nwr GOODS
2.41 Floor MILLINERY
- 341 Floor - • CARPETS
4th Floor CLOAKS A 811A.WLS
Doper floors accessible by elevator. '
APirA visit of inspection ti respectfully solicited.
"aTITUTZ. First Winter Term will begin
MONDAY. NOVEMBER 3d, 1879. Expenses for
board, tuition and furnished room from on to 8190
per year. 'For catalogue or 'further particulars
address the Principal.
Towar.da, - Jely 8..1879. - 771
The undersigned having taken possession
of the above hotel, respectfully solicits the mUon•
age of his old friends and the public puerility. W. A. FORREST.
• (SOUnt sins MT= SQUALL.)
This well-lunmin house has been Marone:ay run
tureted and repaired throughout, and the proprie
tor Is now prepared to otter' first-class accommoda
tions to the public, on the most reasonable terms.
, ' ! E. A. JENNINGS.
Towanda, Pa., May 1.. laTil.
Meals sta. houie. 'Terms to salt the times. Large
stable attached. ,
Towanda, July 3, 7944.
Announce to the people of Towanda end vicinity
that they are now prepared to furnish
Feb 27, '79
And Vegetables to their season, at *helmet reason
able rates. Everything purchased of as
delivered promptly free of charge.
sir , Our loeation, ONE DOOR -NORT4
SCOTT'S BAKERY, Is colt:gent for aIL • 1,
We buy the best stuck, and take great pahss to
keep everything In the byst order. !Givens a 411.
Towanda. Dec. 5,1575.
The undersigned having rented the .old i Means
House Barn. and provided himself with '
Is now prepared to tecomMottilts the pubileat
airliew Buggies for sale cheap.
8.. W. LANE. t
Towanda. 15.1878. . 771
[nosh -75
None but reliable companiia repreaenteil
Towanda, Nov. 13, 187 a
The undersigned having purchased the MAR
BLE YARD of the late GEORGE MCCABE, de
sires to Inform the public that having employed
experienced nien,. he Is prepared to do all kinds of
work in the line of t •
In the: very best manner and at lowest rates.
Persons desiring anything In the Ma i n le line are
Invited to call and examine work, and sa exits'
commission. •
Towanda, Pa., Nov. 18. 1878. :Br
11! TUE
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The uerslgned having putt - hatted •frotu Mr.
McKean he COAL YARD - . ,
Invites the patronage, of his old friends and the
public generally. I 'shall keep a full assortment
'- of all sizes,
1 - SOCK COAL, ' t • .
1 . • - NATHAN TIDO.
' Towanda, Pa.. Aug. 21, 1878. '1271 s
Located in .
- Keep on hand,
sir AU goods uell7 free of charge. -
Towanda, PaZ, May 2s, 1879.
Aril 1. 187.9'
Isitstsess gabs.
C. S. RUSSELL, Agent,
Issued on the most reasonable terms
Losses adjusted and paid here
Printed and kept on sale at the Baroninn OrrICSI
at wholefaid or retail,.
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Deed. •
Bond. -
Tteasurer's Bond.
Collector's Bond.
Constable's Return.
Articles of Agreement, fixtros.
Bond on Attacbment.
'Constable's Sales.
Execution.. .
. Subprena.
Petition for Licentel
Bond for License. •
Note Judgement.
. . Note Judgement Seal.
Note Jugemeatls percent . added. .
Town order - Boot.
4 School order Boot.
. SuMmons.
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Dear patleat woman; o•er your children bending .
To leave a good-night hies on tray Ups.
Or list the simple prayers to God ascending
Sisslumber TOII them in its soft eclipse,
I vionderc do You dream that seraphs love you, '
And ,sometimes smooth the pathway. for your
That oft their slivery pinions float above you,
When llfc is tangled and its cross-roads meet?
So wan and tired, tho whole long long day fui busy,
To laugh orweep, at times you hardly know,
So many trifles made the cdoihnitt, dizzy,
Bo many errands call you to and fro
Small garments stitching, wearing fairy stories,
And binding wounds, .and bearing little cares,
Yours hours pass, tir,heide all the glories
' Of that great world beyond your nursery starts.
Cue schoolmate's pen has written words of beauty,
Her poems singthemselves Into the heart;
Another's brush and magic; you have duty;
rto'tinie to spart for poetry or art,
But only time for t raining little lingers,
.. And teaching youthful spirits to be true;
Y-ou know not with what 'famine woman lingers,
With art alone t 11l her, watching you.
And yet, I think you'd rather keep the bables:
• Albeit their heads grow heavy on your arm,
Thais hivelhe poet's fair. enchanted maybes,
The artlst'a visions, rich with dazzling charm,
Sweet are the troubles of the puppy hours,
For even in 'leafiness your soul is blest,
And nigh contentment all your being dowers —
That yours Is nota hashed and empty nest.
—Christina Unto'
geli t tle,d Irak.
A Picture Dealer's Romance.
Chambers Jmq4
I, John Gilderni was confidential
clerk to MeSara. Copal & Sons, pic
ture dealers, Oxford street, London,
long ago, when these events happened;
and the firm of Gildern & Co.; that
now passes pictures worth thousands
through its hands, was not then even
a dream of mine.
I thread my way back through the
maze and confusion of a busy life to
those unforgotten days, and one pic
ture rises before. me, real, living—all
but substantial in my memory—the
one picture that has haunted. me
through all - these years, and that all
the gold that ever was coined could
not purchase, : thin all the power of
man give back again to my bodily
sight. 'A young English girl, not tall
or queenly.- '
not lofty in looks, but
straight and graceful and very fair ;
a face with clear-cut features, wear
ing yet. the looks, of a child ; blue
eyes, looking upward, with their dark
fringes raised; , eyes-.of the softest
grayish blue, not bright, unskilled in
any artfulness of giant e, not fine with
any artistic correctness' of form, but
eyes that were - supre6ely - beautiful
in that rapt. upward look, because
they told of a - child's unconscious
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simplicity, of a true heart's opef can-•
dor, of a pure sOul that in ever
life and among every-day, thing was
bright enough to make its presence
known.. This is the picture in my
mind. Marian staading on the door
step of a manor house watching the
floating, clouds in the autumn sky.
It was a picture of ofidinary things
with an inner depth of beauty.
The accessories were Commonplace
enough. There was a white pave
ment before this side l / 4 ddor, some ivy
on the wall, and all within was dark.
The , fair figure thus framed was
dressed in some WIT cotton stuff of
pale blue and white lines that ran in
to one soft color. The dusky brown
hair, with only a few golden threads
where it sprang straight upward from
the forehead, was plaited and hung
in braids, as was the custom once
before in those old days; and the
hat, with ivy leaves thrust under its
band of pale blue, was pushed back,
and cast no shadow on that never-to
be-forgotten face. - ,
I, plain John Gilbert, was -in the
:most unromantic of moods, when,
'turning out of .the path at the side
gate by ,which I had entered; I came
upon this sight. I presented—the
appearance of .tlie most ordinary man
of thirty, such as may be seen any
day in
_London banks or offices in
scores. I had come to the house
merely on business, with no intro
duction to the family ; but I carried
a carpetbag—a necessary appurten
ance of the traveler la those'days—
and I was invited to stay in the
house until my business was done,
for it was expected to be troublesome
and lengthy work—the'• drawing up
of an accuratetatalogue of the names
of a gallery ful of pictures, which the
master of this place desired to sell to
our -firm. At my approach the girl
stepped out of the doorway into the
garden, and I saw no more of her
that day.
An old gentleman, careworn and,
as it seemed to Inc, not tooinniable 1
in appearance or manner, received
me .tin a room full of books and pa
pers. When the servant, a-shabby
looking indiiidual with threadbare
livery, ushered me into his presence,
he was bending over the table look
ing at some stones and colored earth
through a glass that he held in a
thin, palsied hand. Ile drew a news
hurriedly over his treasures,
and without asking me to be seated,
made his inquiries in a proud, slow
voice. Was I fiem Messrs. Copal &
Sons? I was. - Had I come to ex
the pictures as. their agent.
Yes, I had come to do that service.
Then,i he said, holding himself
straight all the time, and with a pit
iable artifice of display, smoothing
back his thin igray- hair with • the
shaking hand, whereon glittered a
greit diamond—l would find my
room made ready ; and 1 was free to
stay at Elmsmere, as long as my work
lasted, for , Megsrs. Copal bad given
him to understand that it was some
times a - tedious operation to catalogue justice , to so ma , by pictures
of all degrees of merit. He explained
that he was a loiter not of art but of
study—rwaving his hand toward the
book shelves.; He never 'went near
the picture gallery, and desiring re
tirement, he chose to ask but few to
his . - house ; 'so be was anxious to
clear off the whole art .collection—
'! all," he said, "every one of them;"
and with a sudden betrayal of anxie
ty despite his proud demeanor,: " I
am sure, sir, Messrs. Copal have sent
a competent agent who will do - my
property justice. Toucan have them
ally, every one, mind; and I know
such '8•:-honse as yonis give, W wind
price. Now, :sir, the servants - wilt
attend to your wants."
With, that -he bowed inn out and
the =shabby serving
,Man.weot, before
malopg- the passaga, with slippers
down at heel and stooping , gait, a
living satire upon the last order of
the poor broken down genthiman.
Such, indeed, was his master I
knew it as well as if he had.shown
me his files of bills and his mortgage
papers and the blank credit side of
the accounts of Elmsmere. Ilk! dia
mond ring, his Cold ceremony and
his erect port; braving fortune, did
not deceive me; but I must say for
the credit of me, John Gildern the
clerk, that I quitted his presence as
I would haye quitted that of .a
ionaire; for respect was commanded
by this remnant_of a grand faMily
struggling against ill-fortune, and
being, as the phrase goes, - " out of
luck." .
My work began, and was not easily
ended. There were but few paintings
of value, though there were many
having traditions of great names at
tached to thew, which a close.ex,l6l
- proved to be groundless; for
there were generally but copies, or
works "in the manner of" of Yan
Eyck or De Wint, as the case 'might
be. There were, however, some real
ly good pictures/ a beautiful, but ill
preserved Madonna of the Tuscan
school, and a Aubens that horely
puzzled me, but which, as the event
proved, turned ;out to be genuine.
The main bulk of the collection was
family portraits, worth little more
than their frames. It was clear from
the name's of these that the tardily
was related to a knightly one; but
this branch bore no title. There was
a veritable Stuart court lady by Lely
among the rubbish; and there were
two pretty children with unkempt
hair, great brown eyes and pointed
chins, purporting to be from the pen
cil of Sir Joshua Reynolds. There
is no need to describe, nor can at
this day remember, all the pictures
of that miscellaneous collection. But
among these hundreds of bright or
old and discolored canvasses there
was one that attracted my attention,
and it was only a little thing, no
more than eighteen or twenty inches
in size. This was the portrait of a
fair young woman among vine leaves
at a window. She was dressed in
white silk, adorned with jewels, and
with strings of large pearls round
her neck. Her hands were raised
and clasped as if in some enraptured
gesture, her bltie eyes cast upwani.
And though the dress was so differ
ent; and the ,attitude of the hands
was tra g ic and what we commonly
call "stagey," I had no difficulty in
detecting a striking likeness'between
those fair, refined, spiritual features
and the girl I had seen-standing at
the door. In'the corner of the pic
ture there was an awkward smear of ,
paint. " That conceals the.artist's
name," I thought, and I soon care
fully removed it. -But beneath there
was only serittehed in small 'white
letters, ":Myl Juliet"— two words
which cast nollight upon my business,
but awakened my curiosity to a pain
ful degree. On. the back was a date
twenty years before.
My work soon put the discovery
Out of my head. I saw no one all
day except the slipshod serving man;
and, after a lonely evening, he came
with, a fluttering candle to light me ,
up stairs to a large bare room, filled
with the smoke of an unwonted fire.
It was a room with faded hangings,
seedy pictures, a tiled hearth-place
and shadowy half-lit walls. Any one
nervously inclinpd would have imag
ined not one it half a dozen ghosts
there. I was haunted'by nothing but
the memory of the girl at the door,
and the mystery of the portrait with
its obliterated name, "My Juliet."
All nest day I worked alone,
rain waterlog against the high nar
row windows of the' gallery. Many
of the fatally portraits I omitted
from my list as not salable, and vari
ous other pictures 1 set down -as
" doubtful," not being able, without
consultation, to settle the question
of their authenticity ; but the little
painting of the girl in white silk at
the window was so_ exquisite in feel
ing, in color, and in minute finish,
that I bed no hesitation abOut-plac
ing it in: my list. It was about sun
set when the light in the gallery was
strong and clear in s dry hour after
the rain, that as I knelt deciphering
some artist's marks on a little Dutch
sea piece hung badly near the floor,
I heard a light footfall, and looking
up I beheld a slight girlish figure
treading. With little slippered feet. on
.the dirk oak floor. I rose and bowed.
It was the girl of whom I had wished
vainly'all day and all - lastevening to
catch another glimpse. I rightly
guessed that she' was my host's
granddaughter, and I was not free
from an embarrassing flutter-of heart
when she came to speak to me ; but
I supposed it would be some message
from the old man, nothing more.
The girl drew near and began to
speak, with eyes not downcast, but
like a' hild's eyes, raised steadily to
mine, with a look that was at once
the soul of innocence and maidenly
gentleness. " I want to ask you,"
she said, " is that picture to . be sod
among the rest?"' The picture she
pointed to was that which had roused
my curiosity the evening before.
Yea; I said ;'4 was on my list.
The instructions received were to the
effect that all were to be sold; -and
' though there were some of the larger
portraits that I could not take, this
picture was of value.
Never shall I forget the effect of
these words—the nervous trembling
of the :girl's lip, and the liquid look:
inthe blue eyes. "Sir," she said,;
addressing me in that way because
she knew nothing of, latter day cos
toms, and was making an - earnest
appeal;' " Sir, it is my Mother's por
trait. Grandfather does not care for
it ; butoll I I do.. It is no use for,
me to ask it of him, be thonght so
little of her. But will, you ask-him,
and have it kept forme?"
"Most assuredly I will," said
looking down at the earnest, faee,
which it would have taken a harder
and More unchivalrous heart than
John Gildern's to refuse. " am
certain there will be; no. difficulty
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about having it' left out of the list."
"I am. not so sal% of that," she
said, smiling and shaking her head.
"Grandfather has such strange ideas
sometimes, and be keeps so to what
ever he once says." -
"Other people do that, too," I
replied, assuringly. '" I shall keep
to what I have said; and see that the
picture remains here."
With her sweet voice she thanked
me and went - away, leaving poor'
John Gildern standing still, note.
book in bawl, calling to mini every
Word that bid passed, like any ro
mantic swain of twenty, wondering
if he would See her twain and, thro'
sheer anxiety,' fancying every word
of his own had been awkwardly and
stupidly uttered.
' When the sen 3 ant summoned me
to my solitary dinner, and took, his
place behind tny chair in the deserted
'dining room, full of faded grandeur.
I could no longer resist the tempta
t ion to find out something about .the
family, or rather—need I coneell it?
—about my charming little maid.
"It is rather tedious work for me
here," I said as a beginning, my pre
occupation causing me to make such
spluttering failures in dismembering
a duck that I know the shabby-coated
old man was ginning behind my .
shoulder., "Family portraits are
such useless things unless they are
by a man of note, and there are some
of the pictures thatc I know nothing
about. For instance, there is a little
thing of a lady in Isvhite'silk at a
wiridow, and there is something in
teresting about it, but it has not even
an artist's name." I knew I was not
wasting my words. This servant had
evident& grown gray in the family ;
most likely there was.not an inch of
the house unknown to him.
" ' cs—ah, yea, yes!" he said,
speaking ' in low, husky tones, and
clearly waking a bad copy 'of his' '
master's air of importance. " There's
A secret about that pictur ; 'taint no
common affair, not it."
" Well," I said, " if you can assist
me in any way that is valuable in
my business, I shall, of course, con
sider your services." All is lair in
love and war, they say, and 21 could
not resist the desire to satisfy my
cc Mich obleeged to you, sir , " said
the husky old man,with a ow of
great dignity, its he forthwith pro
ceeded to relate. the history of the
mysterious Picture.
The facts L f afterward put together
were these There had long ago been
a coldness, almost a_ feud, between l
the owner of Elmsmere and his only
son. The
,cause'of this was the
tachment existing between the son
and a beautiful and virtuous girl who
was then on the boards of a provin
cial theatre. The delay to this mar- .
riage was caused by the father's
threats of disinheriting the offender.
But at last that difficulty was sur
mounted ; a consent was - wrested
from thepld man ;
.the marriage took
place, and the bride, bidding fare
well to the stage, was brought home
to Elmsmere. Her husband, the heir
of the mansion, had dabbled a good
deal in art: He painted his wife as
Juliet, the part in which he had first
seen her; and he insisted on hanging
the portrait with the rest in the gai-.
key.. He met with a fatal accident,
not long after •the marriage; and the
father, for love of his wilful son,
the small portrait hang where he had
placed it, but with his own hands
had blotted out the words in the
corner 7" My Juliet." The young
wife did not long outlive her sudden
loss ; and ihe-old man was never
reconciled to her, although, as the,
servant said, "she was the gentlest,
most heavenliest bein', sir, tEat ever
drew breath." But, when, in dying,
she left, an infant daughter, the et-,
titer's heart warmed to the child, and
for his son's sake she becante to him
the one dear thing on earth. This
was the whole story—a sad one
enough. My interest in it only made
the servant more communicative.
"Master will want to'see you to
night, sir, as the business is done,"
he said; and anal you mind, sir,
if you find him nervous a bit—or hot
as I may say. It's his way, sir. The
world's-gone' askew with him' this
long time back : and there's a e l ways a
mine or some such nonsensejust ago-
in' for to be found on the estate, and
not bein' found after all, and dging
his temper, poor gentleman?"
The old man was, evidently glad e
of someone to talk to; but when he
verged on his master's present affairs
I stopped him. - anddinner being fin
ished, sent him with a message tai
my host to ask if he was at leisure•
to see me. lie sent hack Word that ,
he was engaged on most important
besiness, but he would see me in half
an hour. When the summons to the
library came in at last, it, was easy
enough to see that the " most im
portant business" had something to
do with the plans on the table,
were stained by late contact with
clay or dusty stones. This much
could not help observing, as they
lay on the table, and the old an
held something in his hand, which
dropped' reddish earth on the floor
,When he stretched it, toward me with
an inipatient gesture. I gave him a,
rough estimate Of the value of his
pictures, subject to . changes, for bet
ter or worse, which might be made
in it by . my emp:oyers.. I offered
him his option of doing business in
this way of having the whole Collec
tion dispose:l of on his own account
for What it would bring at our sales
rooms. He said he preferred ready
money transactions, with the firm
for the purchaser, but the figure I'
named w4s much too low. He went
over the list with me, and waxed, as
the servaht had predicted rather hot
on, seeing some of the .prices, and
hotter still at my inability. even to' ,
'take in consideration the purchase
of many of the portraits, He was
only pacified, when he was absOlute
•ly losing his self-cominand, by my
assurance - that -this catalogue was
only a first estimate; that in order
to avoid disappointment 11 had set
down What I myself thought the low
est figure, and that I had to' leave
out some .works which examination
might prove to be of' great value, in
which' case our. house would deal
with him liberally.' • He had risen, to
his feet ;.but he Sank again into his
arm chair on hearing this explana-
, .
Lion, saying; '''Certainly, certainly ;
we cannot yet decide on the exact
figure; and after all "—with a tremb
ling voice and his loftest air—" a
few pounds one. way or the other
matter but little to me; but .a man .
does not like to part with any or his
property below what' he himself be
lieves to be its actual worth." ,
This I judged a favorable moment
for the commission I had. received
from my fair solppliant in the morn
ing. I hastened to explain that a
young lady, Whom I judged to be his
daughter,—miserable me, driven to
use such IlatterYl,-" No," *he said ;
his granddabghter." I bowed, and
went ow, The young , lady had re
quested tee not to include in my list
.s small family portrait of some.value.
. "I know the thing," he said impa
tiently; "She has been talking , to
me about it. Let it go. Itis only.
a fancy of hers to 'keep it—a fancy,
sir, which does not concern your bus
iness here. I want the gallery clear
ed, and Lam only sorry so many of
those vapid daubs of our ancestors
have to remain there." '
His severe tone and cold . looks
were almost too much for, me; 'but I
was not outniastered yet. I replied
in a firm but respecittul Manner, sor
ry for the artifice I was resorting to
against his gray-haired ruined pride:
"You say, sir, it does matter to you
whether the pictures bring a few
pounds more or i tess. The price of
the one is no value to yoU ; and the
portrait itself is of so much- value to
the youn g lady for whom I speak
that she herself made - it my busi
ness and my concern to Mention it."
This was the homethrust.
"Of course I don't care about the
paltry price;?" he said. "If she real
ly wants the thing my much - strike it
out of Aar list." After that hurried
speech fie 'bowed my dismissal as he
bad docM at the last interview, only
remarking that he supposed I would
carry the- result of my work to Lon
don in the morning, and there would
be no further delay. When I had gone
to the foot of the staircase, in the
dusk of the spacious flagged hail, I
saw his granddaughter coming hasti
ly from a doorway, where no doubt
she had waited anxiously for my step
on the stairs.
"Have you . asked 'grandfather ?"
she whispered. .
"I have. He will do as you wish
about the portrait. I have struck it
oil my list." • -
"I am so glad !" she said, 'still in
a low voice. " 1 would notvart with
it for the world I" And she seemed
surprised at her good' fortune; while
I kneiv but too well that the secret
of it lay in My allusion to money af
fairs, a:subject on which the poor
man would have done anything rath
er than have a stranger's s uspicion
aroused. •
" You haVe been very . kind," she
said—" very good to me:" And with
some sudden impulse of gratitude
She stretched out her band, which I
was but too proud to press for a mo
'ment in token'of friendship. • !
"It was but a slight service," I'
said, scarcely knowing what words 1
.1 •
stammered out; "I have to thank
you for the pleasure' of allowing me
to do it for you."
In another moment she was . gone,
. with a kindly "Good night," and I
tried in vain to,persuade myself that
it was possible fpr her to take my an.
swet as' anything but a piece of ordi
nary politeness. Yet I had meant it
with all my beak. What else qiuld
I have said ? Lthought t Wllat else
could I have done ?I Of course,' my
words had only the sound of cour
teous answer, and as such she took
thinking not of poor John Gil
darn but of her rescued treasure.
In the morning I wished in vain
for one sight of that fair, simple
hearteit girl, that had so unconscious
ly robbed me of my own heart's
peace. and of my ordinary, unroman
tic, business-like frame of mind.
More—l confess I loitered unneces
sarily- long over breakfast and depar
ture; and I took many a side glance
as the shabby servant led me to the
door, and then it was not by the
shortest route that I made my way
to the high road. But there was no
help ,for it. ;'I left_Elmsmere without
seeing my little enchantress ngain.
Four years passed to be added to
John Gildern's thirty. 1 was for
tunate enough to'have a:rich relative,
and I gave up the service of Messrs.
Cbpal and spent the beSt part of
Ithose, four years traveling with him
in. Italy ; and it must be admitted
. hat I thought but seldom of Elms
mere aftlr . the first few months,
though there were certain memories
connected with the place which
might any day or hour have filled
my time-tried heart as full of ro-.
mance as was ever a boy of half my
years. These memories, I put out of
my mind permanently as useless and
disturbing; but. I had no other ro
mance; though there were anjple op
portunities for such indulgeni e both
at home and' when we wereon our
travels. At the end of 'th, e four
years we returned to London, and'
took up my former employment, but
at a ditfrent house,which I may call
here the house of Messrs. Easelby &
Sons. One morning I was laughing
over the pages of Punch in an idle
hour—there were many idle hours at.
Messrs. Easelby's—when a fellow
clerk said in his usual ofrhand way
of throwing work on me: " You
might open that parcel and attend to
those letters which the , late post his
just brought in, aildern 1", ' ,
I made some remark more forcible
tlian courteous about the pared and
letters, adding : " I shall attend to
then this time, but it is , none of my
business." 1 It was in this.mOod that
I opened the first- letter. • Had ,my
fellow-Clerk been a. sitidint of physi
ognomy he would 'have seen i my an
noyance suddenly change to t s' feeling
very different. But my comrade had
no such, gift of insight - ; and, even if
he had, there were deeper feelings
awakened by that letter which my
face did not'betray. It was address
ed-to Messrs. Easelby, and the write
ing was light and unfinished in char
acter, much like a school girl's, with
u and a alike. It was in after read
ings—days and months after that—
I noted all this, and then it was in
no spirit of criticism. At the time I
only saw that it was from a young
lady, asking if water-color drawings
of hers, done at her former , country
home, would be acceptable for sale,
adding that any price would be taken,
as she was anxious,to part with them,
and the name signed was Marian—.
Even here I cannot break the sacred
secrecy of that second name,' but It
was the same as that 91: the owner of
Elmsmere, and I no longer doubted
who the writer Was, even , before I.
opened the thin fiat parcel and took
out sketches of, parts of the well-re
membered garden;
• the avenue of
elms and the shallow, reedy widen
ineof the little river that bounded
one part. of the grourfils and gave the
name to the house. The letter was
dated from a shop that I happened - to
know, a stationer's in City Road. I
knew also that this was merely an
address for correspondence, and not
the residence of the writer. Unfor
tunately, there would not ; be the
smallest hope in offering the draw
to my employers. Brit it was
impossible for one who knew the
would-be artist, and g uessed the his
tory-of their coming, to retuPn them
to her as a failure. At least it was
impossible for me, with pielores of
the past rising in my mipd, u and
sympathy roused until it wn.'s pain.
I inclosed a trilling sutn,,letting it
appear ; to come from Messrs. Easel
by, and signing my name in my ac
customed illegible manner; and that
night I took the parcel of drawings
td my own home.
Day after day I spent in plans for
coming into actual communication
with her. I built castles in the air
then, indeed, imagining how I would
come to know , her again ; how her
g4ndtather,.who doubtless had- by )
this time. fallen lower in the world,,
would accept me as .her suitor; anti'
how life would ran for the rest of
our days like a fairy tale. At the
mine time, every week that went by
in hesitation added to my anxieties,
and at last I was positively suffering
from suspense, all , My old ardor
roused and my sympathies quicken
ed by 'the thought of this young girl,
so unfit for the world's trials, obliged
to do stern battle with them and per
haps labile. My surmises were true.
When about,a month had passed, the
clerk who had attended to the cor
respondence came to me one day,
laughing at a poor attempt at water
color drawing. "I took the cardboard
out of his hand, touched to the ;
quick, and gave some awkward ex
planation, ending with: "I shall
attend to it." SO' I did attend to it
by sending to the girl's' address a
poor price, but the best I. could
afford, and taking borne with me the
worthless drawing. This happened
twice agaln; and being now on the
watch, I, myself managed to receive
the - parcels and letters, and each time
I did what any man on earth would
have done bad he been placed as
John Gildern was—'-sent my own
money with , my useful illegible sig
nature and appropriated the poor
child's work. Then, fearing the rep
etition of my pardonable ruse might
lead to some awkward discovery, I
desired the sender of the water-color
drawings to leave them in o the future
at an address which I gave in the
city, and merely to mark them
"Messrs. Easelby & Co.—:•-to be call
ed for."
The result of this step proved that.
I was right in relying on her small
knowledge of the business world.
But what was my dismay to find,
when I first called at this city:
address, a package, which when
opening it at my rooms, I found to
contain—ah, how well remembered !
_picture of Marian's mother.
A voice came to me out of the past :
"lam So glad ; I would not part
with it for the world." But some
overruling power had doubtless com
pelled it otherwise. And what a, tale
the parting told! I glanced at,the
accompanying letter. It stated with
the most unbusiness-like
that the writer greatly valued the
pibture, but needed money at the
moment. If Messrs. Easelby would
send part of its. price and leave her
the, chance of buying it back again
atisome future time,she would be
most grateful. 'But if they never did
business on those terms, she would
sell. the picture for whatever they
thought it worth.
"-Poor child I Poor Marian 1" ' I
exclaimed with Heaven knOws how
sad and burning a heart, "she is
sorely tried somewhere in this great,
hail world of London—sorely tried,
and perhaps without a friend." .
I paced up and down for a few
moments with the open letter in my
hand, thinking what could •be done;
and haunted by every soul-stirring
memory that the sweet young face
and trustikll blue eyes had left me. I
wrote a hurried - note and sent it on
its way, &elay in g only to Inclose a
check for the picture, and to explain
that it would be safely kept, and
might at any time be repurchased by
the sender. Then I wrote another
letter, taking care that it would ar
rive a post!, later than the buiiness
"communication, purporting to '-be
from Messrs. EaSelhy's clerk of the
unknown' signature. The second
letter ran : • IC
DEAR Miss : I have hither
to corresponded_ with you only in
your business affairs in relation to
Messrs. Easelby; but strangely
enough I once had the honor—far
froin forgotton—of meeting you at
Elmsmere, when I was acting as
agent for Messrs. Copal & Co. I.
have not forgbtten your kindness and
confidence in allowing we then to do
you a slight service in connection
with a picture whit ti has to-day pass
ed through my hands. If you send
a word in answer to this note to
John Gildern at the above address, I
shall take it as &sign that you will
do me the gieat favor of permitting
me to renew thati chance acquaint
ance. If I receive no answer, I shall
do my best to be resigned to the
greatest disappointment of my life . ;
and in either case your buisness re
lations with' Messrs. Easelby will
continue exactly !as if I lad never
ventured to send you thisletter.
I took care to write my name with
clearness in the body of the letter,
butt sign it as usual at the close.
After .a day or two of the utmost
, anxiety, a few words came in answer.
!Poor Marian explained that het
.::: k..._ . .
01.00 nor Annum in Advancir.
grandfather w i ne but that he
would ',be glad .to receive , me, and
that she , hoped I. would not be ear
prised at finding that they had suf
fered great loses and misfortunesifor
I would visit a very different home
from Elmsmere. Atthe head of this
letter was an address in a street - in
Finsbury, a quiet, dull corner, not
far from the City Road. Thither
made any way the very first evening
after receiving the letter; and I' still
recollect how.dull that street looked
in the twilight, all the. houses alike,
as it each row. hail been cast in a
mould. As I looked *up and-down
for the house - '
I • • wondered if the
people who lived there bad to
make sure of the. number every time
they went home.' The number--I
sought led me to a house ;where - in
the lower room there was -, i but dim
firelight, and bright light'only In the
top,windciws. After a' long delay 1
was admitted to the , room distin
guished in those houses as the "frdnt
parlor." The stout landlady,"- who
seemed particularly Antidy and in a.
berry, poked up the fire before she
_left me, and I could see 'distinctly
the worn furniture, the glass shades
of wax fruit and the old lace cur
tains that I still recollect in one
vague dream when I think of that
room. The fire was bright, flashing
white on the walls, when there came
in.a fair girl, piile and altered, but .
blue-eyed Marian still. Rut' - how
strange she looked—tearful, and
without a smile! She stretched out
her hand, with the, sorrowful words
on her lips, !' Poor grandpapa I" She
could utter ,no
_more ; but I under
stood, the r_est. 'The poor, broken
down man was- dead in that bright
room upstairs.
would have gone away at once;
feeling ray presence to be an intru
sion just then; but she asked me to
stay, adding most' simply,with her
face hidden in her thin, white hands
" Ton won't mind my crying a little?
But tion;t go" just nwhile. i lt is kind
of:you to come, and -I shall be able
to talk to you wow But I'm so
—so nervous and shaken." •
We did not meet ,Os strangers.
Sorrow and iympathy became friends
at once, and there is no harrier of
ceremony between them. Somehow
she trusted me ; why I cannot! 'tell,
except, perhaps, because she knew
nothing of the world, and I bad 'once
shown some little kindness to her
about that picture at Elmsmere.
There is but little more to tell I
accompanied -her a few days.after to
the old man's funeral; we were the
only mourners. -
I let but little time pass, until I
won Marian and made her my own ;
for loneliness and grief were telling
upon her, and I could afford to de
spise the tattlers who talked Of my
unbefiting haste. Ah! it was melt to
make haste ; - for little did suspect'
then that my new-found treasure was
already hastening away from me.
She busied herself gaily in our new_
hOme •'
she laid plans of„ all She'
would do to make it "a little-para—
dise, John,” when she-would_ be well
and strong; but there was a dark
look under my little wife's blue eyes,
a hollownpss of the cheek, once so
fair and smooth, a husky cough that
drove me wild with increasing fears.
There was, for me a deepening beauty
in her looks;. but more and more I
felt the trAnd or fate upon us as I
*at:died her face and delicate form
from day to day, seeing but too
Something faint and fragile In the whole
- As though 'twere but a lamp that held a'aoul.
At last the' day came—dreaded, oh 1..
how long! -when raistng her 'fair
head ' from , ' het: pillow; my poor
Marian 'whispered to'the watcher in'
his constant place beside, it, " Dear
heart, tell mei am Idying?"
Oh ! ko'w the words out into- my
verysottl." Am I dying?" from the
sweet flower of Elmsmere, and . the
same question from" troubled blue
eyes that had 'so •charined the „long
'ago: "1:Cot, dying, darling,". could
only say ; " don't call it dying; itis
only going home." '
Then she laid -her head upon my
arm, looking up ilt me with..those
pure, childlike eyes. Don't grieve
and fret, dear heart. Ah! I'm afraid
you will. He will bring you home
too, 'you know, into IDS bosom:"
When I sat beside my lonely hearth,
I. took courage from those words; to
bide. my time and work out my life
bravely. My grief, has not driven
me into selfish. seclusion . , and I halie
fciund interest in covering the walls
of my hothe_ with. art treasured of
.My choice.. "Among these is the pie
ture of ~Juliet, which, with a 'pardon-_
able artifice of loye,l pretended- to
buy fOr my poor girl: before tier mar
riage. ',As to tier own drawings, I
kept them hidden; 'and she never
knew :my secret. The revelation
would only have taken- from her the
s ploastire of thinking that her work
had supported her ruined grandfather.
But when she was with me no more I
filled_ my own room with those Worth-.
less'iketches—priceless to me„ and it
is among them now "that I have gone
back through - those old years,-and
raised again the' memories of Elms
mere and of Marian ati - I law her first,
before her 'frail life- was broken on
the bard. world's - wheel.
A New Tons divine said, - in regard to
the doctrine of iinmerSiotii last Sunday,
that the man who did not go.far enough
into the water to get his pocketbook un
der was spiritually. benefitted to Wit a
very limited extent. If this doctrine is
preached very ' will tend to
spread a coldness over thu congregation,
as the colored brother said about the ten
commandments.—Boston Post. "
IT is strange how the sudden opening
of a parlor door will send tvio joeople tq
the ends of sofa and set them to count
ing the 'figures in the carpet. There must•
be something power[nl in the drag of air
to blow humor beings around in that
way. '' •
Dn. gvonns tells the story of a man
who remarked to a penurious companion
that the kingdom of Satan was to be de
stroyed and asked him if he wasn't glad
".Yes,"-he replied : "I suppose
so, but it seems a pity to have anything
wasted 2" , '
- ,
'"Docrou," said a gentleman to his
clergyman, "how can I best train up my
boy in the Way be should go?" "By go
ing that way yourself."
A 000ny old colored person was burned
to a crisp recently in Georgia. The toxt
of the funeral sermon was : "Well done,
thou good and. faithful servant."
Tur. doctrine - of the litoriemeut i 6 full
of the love of God.
WO it'd - MOW theirea"."*W444o
erettuttg l onnyrumc
Softly and ewlfly thp7 7 llottereo4,l4ll*,
'Tolithruto their6omi O&M.'
While Over, sad tatter. sad ibrourb the Fee%
Shrill la the North windy/its" .
Come piping from MUM the fairy Woo/
-To Maim tbelr win* Neer.; •
.Soil hither sad thither with flash and flaw,
Over the aWadowainwas,
(tier the attemitteti, awl over the
They set their glittering crown. •
Then gayly cloy dart. +Niece the 'Hid bee baa►medr
peep In the forest glade; , , •
I°e* the rtotets bliss end the 111Ies pale
bioooted In filo-triage:li
Away, and away, with whistle and whir
Away over the bramble andbed/e,
ilia:) , till the farthest solitudes
Are totitheti:ultb edissooluf edge. •
Then lighter they, paint 110Lbrery sheen •
" The story of many • dream. - 7
And snout sethe tnal4 at the ertaelove-pans
See! hope's hrliht vlakins gleam, -
Slisobeth A. Diego da MUM* Union.
DetrcU Free v Prea., •-•
Truth. is mighty and Must prevail,
but for all that there ins heap of hy
pocrisy in this ~ world, and tens Of:
thousands-, of peopte rather 'slip
around a sharp eorneiiban to 'come -
right out -with an honest *pin
ion. • A. day or two ainee'a strapping
young man, having the biggest- foot
- between Detroit 'and Omaha and the
worst pair of cross•eyes in four
States, entered a Woodward avenue•}
drug store i9d said to- the proprie
tor': • '
"If .I ask You a question will you
give me an honest, straight•forward .
" Yes, by jingo !" was the prompt
reply. 1,
• " Well, then; • am: I -what you
could call a passably; good-looking
man ?" ' .
"Not by a long shot !" answered the
druggist„as he. stood back and Bur
'veyed hitnei
"'Would you refer to my feet as
washboards' if "you" were writing
" I should. They are the biggest
and most ungainly hool'i I ever saw
on a man !" „ .
"And how are my: eyes ?"asked'
the serene stranger without a wince.
"Awful, sir—perfectly awful! I
never saw-another such-a pair in my
'Wei-and if I were . 6 . :WOMatt I'd run.
across the road tzither. than . :Meet
" Anything elm?" quietly asked' .
the young man.
" Well," replied, the- druggist, • as .
he looked-him over, "the back settle.:
meats are y our best hold."'
"Stranger !" young man
as he extended his paw, "I've asked.
fifty men the sank questions I've put
to you, and they evaded them._ . You
are honest and plain-speaking, and,
I'm• .grateful tab you. Give me an
ounce of peppe4nint essence, a tooth
brush-andsour address, and if I can
work up any t i rade for - you in the
pine .woods yo"n shan't be forgotten !"
GET ENOI:Gn StEme.--Puring every
moment of consciousness - the brain ,
is in activity. The peculiar peocess
of •celebra.tion, 'whatevei that may'
consist of, is taking- place • thought
after thought comes for th, nor can
we help it: It
,is only when the pe- .
culiar connection, or chain of connec
,_tion, of the brain cell with another is
broken and consciousness fades
in thetdreamless land of-perfect sleep,
that the brain is at
_rest. In this
state it
.receperates its exhausted
energy and power, and stores them
up for future nee d. The period, of
wakefulness is one ot - constant year.
Every thought - is generated at the'
expense of brain.cells whit!) can 11
fully replaced only by periods of-per
fectly regulated repose. If, therefore;
these are not Secured by sleep---if
the. brain,
through over-stimplation,
is not left
,to recuperate,-its energy
becomes exhausted; debility,disease,
and finally disintegration supervene.
Renee, the, story is almost- alwaysi,
the same. ' For weeks and . 'montlis
before; the signs of active insanity
appear the patient has been anxious,
worried and wakeful, : not sleeping
•more than foul ol• five hours out of
the i twenty-four. The 'poor brain,
unable to do its constant work, be
gins to waver, to show signs of weak
ness or aberration ; - hallucinations ?r
delusions fiOver atound like floating
shadows in the air, until finally dis
ease comes. _
=Ow rminsit;
DIAMOND CUT DlA*osc.—The chap
lain of the Ninth Massachusetts regi
ment during_ the war was strongly
opposed to gambling. Half afrozen
"officers were playing a lively grme of
poker one day over a pot" of $9.75.
Just as the game was up the chap
lain spranc , in under the tent-flap,
grabbed the stakes and Tut them in
his breast poCket, with the remark,
" There it is, and there it ieiii stay(!""
When pay day ".came around the
usual collection was taken up for the
chaplain, who knew what was ) . the
amount; and Mt in, his tent, waiting
for it to be brought to him. The
officer who had taken the collection
was one of, those_ who had been die;
turbed at the little....gaine a few 'days
before:.lie Uri:it - 10A in the money.
The chaplain counted aid then
turned sharply to the messenger with
the 'question : '" Where's the other
?" 'the officer, drawing himself
up, s!apped his band oh the breast of
his coat and answered : "There it is,
and there it'll stay; that was my
pot you tirk." The reverend gentle- _
man did not, interfere with poker as a
camp amusement after that.
PEOPLE!Ei - intentions can only be decid
ed from their conduct."
Hu keeps his read well enough who
gets rid of bad comp-any.
To-openly offend virtue is to clandes
tinely defend immorality:'
-By looking into 4 .ppysical causes our
minds are opened ancl'enlarged.
Firn is simple, it is'to believe ;laith is
sublime, it- is to be born again.
liarrixEss and imluippinegn and Tall
ies of mind, not opplace or position.
Nosx abideth faith, t hope,. love, these
three, lbut the greatestof these is love!
You should consider your adversity, as
absent when your senses are departed.
Cumraergu alone la immortal. Not
what we have, lint whtt we are, is endur
ing. I
A BRIDAL couple from Washoe Taney,
at breakfast at Reno conversed as follows :
Ile—"Shall I skin you a pertator, hon
eY2" fihe—"No, thank you, deny.: I
have one-already .-
CENE, Wall street—" Bill, you weren't
down to-day," - "No—mother's dead.
'llow's Erie?' " Forty4right,; -when will
'she be buried?" "Saturday, at two. Get
nie 200 at a Outer."
JANE (under nine) to -her governess.
"Miss Blunt, when ma asks you to have
some more wine to-day at dinner, do,
pleme, say yes." Governesi—.4 Why?
Whaitdo you wish mei to take more wino
for ? " a
"Oh I only want to see ma's face)."
great demand - for a thezzle
that will fit a, man's nose, and shut out
the, insinuating - odor of ithree.eent-cigar.
Syracuse_ Times. • Well, - if a man will
smoke a three-omit-cigar - when five-cent
cigars are so cheap he muzzle-like it,.
that's all. But hequie have one made to
- odor, take it iri what cents you
New York Neil. , . ,