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Herman's Courtship.
t "I" DON'T know how to answer you.
JL Your news Is very hard for mo to
bear. I feel amazed, angry, Herman."
llorman Wilson, himself, tho picture of
sorrowful amazement, looked at his undo
in silence, ns the old man spoko with angry
vehemence, lie was a tall, stalwart young
man of twenty-four, with a fresh, haudsomo
face, now doeply clouded. His undo was
not over fifty, hut an appearance of ill
health and focbloness mado hira scorn much
older. His usual pallor crept once more
over his flushed, excited faoo beforo ho
spoke again to Hermau, and his angry voice
was gentle as its wont, as ho said:
"I wao hasty, Herman, hurt aud sur
prised. . Tell mo now, how did it happon ?"
" I scarcely know how to toll you, sir,"
said his nephew, respectfully.
" Where did you meet this girl ?"
"Miss Millor," said Herman, flushing
a little at his uncle's designation, "was
very intimate with Mr. Grey's daughters.
I mot her there. Mr. Grey made me wel
come in bis homo as soon as I hecanio his
rlcrk."
"You met her at Grey's. Well ?"
" I lovod her. That is all."
"All! Enough, I should think. And
bIio loves you, I suppose, or I should not
have heard all this?"
"Sho loves me," said tho young man,
with pardonablo prido.
' "Oh, Herman, why couldn't you havo
fallen in love with one of Grey's girls? Nice,
domestic, home-liko girls, that would have
made a home for you. I know this is an
idle, stuck-up girl, if sho is not fooliug
you."
" I think you misjudgo hor, undo." '
" Don't tell me," was the answer, at onoo
sad and impatient. " Sho is John Miller's
daughter. I can never wdcomo hor lioro.
Never!"
" I hope you will not hold to that resolu
tion, Uncle James."
" I suppose you wero iullueuced some by
the thirty thousand dollars her mother left
her?"
" I didu't know sho had one cent."
"Her mother kept that safely, aud loft
it to the daughter. I knew that at the time
she died. Oh, my lad, think hotter of it.
Money is not everything."
" I tell you I never heard of her money
till this minute. I wish you would see her."
"I I see hor? Nover! If you marry
John Miller's daughter, you may take leave
of me and the farm. I'll have none of that
blood around mo. John Miller's daughter !"
" But, undo, you would not turn me
away from here from the only homo I have
known since my paronts died?"
"Bah I you won't caro for that Youv'e
been living in Tournay a year now, and you
say Mr. Grey makes you a good offer if you
stay with him. Then your wife will be
rich, so you need not caro for the farm,"
For, bo It known, James Wilson had bad
a soro heart evor sinco his nephow had left
tho fa.m, and gono to be a clerk in tho town
near by. He did not liko farming, ho said,
and could inuke moie money in town. But
as his uncle spoke now, llorman suddenly
remembered the years spent in this his only
home, the kind, fatherly love of his rela
tive, and spoke with honcBt warmth.
" I do care for the farm, Undo James,
aud I caro still more for your love No
matter how much money Lmako or hold, I
can never havo another such homo or
father."
"Well, boy, why dou't you stay hero,
thou? Oh, if it was anybody but John
Miller's girl I"
" But, Undo James, it is John Miller's
phi. Will you toll me why one of Mr.
Givy's daughters would have suited you any
better?"
There was a dead silenco in the room for
some minutes ofter this. Undo James
spoke at last, In a low tone, as if ho was
reading instead of conversing.
" When I was a young man, Horman, not
older than you are now, I was working on
this iarm for old Squire Hoyward, who was
very fond of me even then."
"He left you the farm did he not ?"
" Yes, but there was no talk of that
then. I was only a form hand, though tho
old squire always chose mo to drive him
out, or to do any business that required a
trusty person. Ho had no family, bo it
mode a stir when his sister diod in Now
York, and her daughter came to livo on the
farm. Sho was the handsomest woman I
ever saw in my lifo, quito young, about
seventeen, but with all the self-possession
and coquetry of a woman of thirty. I was,
as I Baid, often about hor father, and met
Arabela that was her namo frequently.
Sho was so kind to me, so gracious, had so
many winning ways, that bIio had my heart
in hor grasp in less than a week. My lovo
was fairly worshiping, and when sho would
give mo smiles and words of encourage
ment, how was I, a poor country boy, to
know it was all skillful coquetry, tho sport
of a hard-hoartcd flirt ? Then John Millor
came, aud he too loved her. Ho was a
young lawyer, who settled in town but camo
over hero very often, somotimes for a week's
visit at one time. Arabela played her part
so well, that 1 never suspected the truth till
I summoned up courago to ask her to be
my wifo in tho future, when sho told mo
sho'was engaged to John Millor. While we
wero talking John, Miller came in, and she
told him my choiished hope and secret as a
good joke. Togethor they laughod at tho
country bumpkin, and John made sneering
remarks that stung mo almost to madness.
I think I would have struck him to tho
ground, but a kindly hand was placed upon
my arm, and turning, I found the squire
had entered the room unporcolvcd. Stern
ly rebuking the others, ho led mo away,
and sent me a long journey tho next day,
upon Bomo private business. When I re
turned, John was gono with his brido. Tho
old squiro left hor thirty thousand dollars,
but ho left me the farm. I was nearer to
him than his own niece. Herman, dou't
ask me to welcome tho child of John and
Arabela here. I cannot do it."
" You know that hor parents aro both
dead. She lives with her father's sistor."
" I know. John diod insolvent in spite
of his sharp practice aud avarico. Arabela
only lived a few years after her husband."
Another long silenco followed. . Then
Herman spoke: ' .,
" Uncle James, I cannot givo Fanny up.
But I promise never to bring hor home as
my wifo until you consent to the marriage.
Will you soo hor ?"
"No, not Wait till I dio, Herman.. I
won't live very long, Doctor Hodges says."
" Undo James !"
" I did not toll you boforoj lad, for fear of
paining you. Doctor Hodges said last week
that I was failing. I made him tell me.
I may livo a few years longer I may bo
called any day."
"Aud I was worrying you," said the
young man, penitent and tearful. ,
"No, lad; I like to know all you aro
doing. You will come home often ?"
"Do you thiuk I will go away again? My
placo is hore."
" I should bo vory glad to have you, Her
man. It is hard to find an honest overseer
when tho farmer himself is Bick. But your
prosjHjcts in town, Herman?"
"Lot them go. Undo James, do you
thiuk I could leavo you now ? You have
boeu more than a father to me; lot me try
now to fill a sou's place to you."
"And Fanny Millor?"
" We will talk of hor soma other timo.
Tell me how farm matters stand."
Tho conversation that followed awakened
still further the kindly emotions of the
young man's hearty and his remorse for
the past year's absence . It soomed liko do
sortion, when ho heard of his uncle's lone
liness; of how badly out-door matters hod
goue, in hired hands; of the waste, the
domestic difficulties and losses.
"I, would not have told you all this, If
you had not offered to stay," the old man
said. , '
" J. should have stayed boforo.had I known'
you were so ill. You havo always boon
about when I came over." ' ' '
" I have nover boon confined to my room,'
Still, X Srow weaker. I wish we had a
good servant. Eliza is vory wasteful, inV
pudeut, and, I thiuk dishonest." ' ' ' '
"I will drive over to Tournay to-morrow,
and see if a good servant can be found,
uncle."
But the first call tho noxt day was not in
search, of a servant, but to the doctor's,
and Herman Wilson came out of his office
with a very grave face.
"I am glad you Bre to be at homo," the
doctor had said. "Though the first rolief
may not ho as complete as you would de
siro." "What do you mean? You said that
rest aud freedom from care or responsibili
ty might prolong my uncle's life for years."
" I say so Btill. But tho first reaction
from tho long strain and worry may bo so
riouB. Ho has kopt up by sheer force of
will; now, when ho may rest, ho will prob
ably be ill for many days. I wish ho had
a good sorvant. Eliza is not a pleasant
nurso, I should judge. Sho looks to mo as
if sho had lived upon lemons aud pickles all
hor lifo."
" I am going to look for a good servant
to-day."
" Why don't you tako tho old man a nice
littlo nioco ?"
" All in good timo, doctor. I must say
good-day. I have to toll Mr. Grey of my
now plans, and find a sorvant."
" Good-day, then. Bond for me, if I am
noodod."
Tho day scorned a long ono to James
Wilson, watching for the nephew who was
like a son in his heart. Eliza, resenting
tho now arrangement that threatened to
disturb her much-abused reign, was slam
ming doors, and making kitchen-jars which
wore vory trying to tho invalid's nerves.
A dinner, badly cookod, and sorvod with
bangs of spite and all ill-nature, did notim
provo matters, and mado the arrival of Her
man's companion almost as wolcomo as
himself. For ho had found a sorvant,
whom he escorted to tho house with par
donablo prido, and introduced as
"Annio, uncle. Sho has boon highly
rocomonded to mo, and I thiuk will suit
us."
" I will try to mako you comfortable,
Bir," said tho new girL modestly; and Uncle
James decided that tho sight of hor faco
and sound of her voice wero sufficient for
that.
Sho was not pretty, though her faco was
vory pleasant to look at, and hor voice was
still more ploasant to hoar. Sho was neatly
dressed as became her station; aud boforo
she took off hat or cloak, sho had made tho
room seem liko anothor place.
Undo James wondered how a fow light
touches hore and there, a gontlo little stir
of tho dull fire, a dropping of the curtains,
a littlo twitch of tho tablo-cloth, could do so
much.
"This is tho living-room, I suppposo,',
sho said, presently. " I thiuk I shall ask
for an hour or two alone hero to-morrow."
" Just as you ploaso." ,
"Will you see Eliza now?" Horman
asked.
"Yes. Is sho in tho kitchen ?"
" I have told Annio," Herman said, "to
keep Eliza, if she will bo reasonable, and
submit to hor."
"Two girls, Herman?"
" Annio is to be our housekeeper, undo;
and Eliza is to do the rough work. I roust
be out of the house a great deal, if wo are
ever to get affairs straightoned, and spring
is opening very fast. Annie is to make
you her special chargo."
" Arrange it as you will, Herman. I feel
vory faint and sick to-night. My dinnor
was quite uneatable."
"Annie will soo to supper. I will givo
her a hlut."
Surely, Uncle James thought Horman
had mado a most judicious selection of a
girl. Tho table was set as ho hod nover
soon it before. Cloth, dishes and tho home
ly tea-service all bUouo with cloauliuoss,
and tho supper would have tempted an epi
ouro. Light, flaky buiscuit, an omelet that
was a miracle of lightness, some pork cook
od in a most delicious sauce of cream and
othor mysterious ingredients, and coffee
whose aroma alono was a boquet to the gen
tlemen's nostrils. Presiding over all, tho
pleasant face and neatly attired figure.
" Eliza declines to tuko a second place,
Mr. Wilson," sho said; "but will romaiu
until you find auothor girl."
In about a week, Mr. Wilson, senior, bo
gan to wonder how he had over existed
without his now housekeeper. ' '
" A young, cherry girl was found to take
Eliza's place, and ovor the old fannhouso
settled a home-liko peace that was the best
medlclno for tho invalid. '
,' Doctor Hodgos proved a true prophet'
Fpr many days af tor his nephew returned
to him, James Wilson was very ill, requir
ing patient and tender nursing. ' "
It was Annio who mado his bare room
cozy and pleasant with pretty curtains, a
strip of carpet here and there, till he was
well enough to have a wholo ono tacked on.
It was Annie who brought him tempting
littlo dishes, jimt enough to satisfy him,
without oxciting the disgust that Eliza's
coarso messos did.
Annio road to him, chatted with him, got
Herman to buy a backgammon-board, and
taught tho Invalid to play.
Annio brought him littlo cheering pieces
of news how tho farm matters wero im
proving, how Herman was plowing hero
and Bowing there; of tho now barn arrange
ments that would make the cattle healthier,
and, as sho said, gayly, "ever so much
happier." Never did a fretful word Tall
from tho pretty mouth, never did a frown
cross the broad whito brow.
Undo James wondered if Herman knew
how pretty Annie could look, when sho sat
knitting or sewing and tolling him pleasant
nows in the afternoon, or when sho ran up
in the mornings, from household duties, to
bring him littlo luncheons or some strength
ening drink ordered by the doctor.
The groat day came in three weeks,
wlion Doctor Hodges saidhis patient might
go down stairs again.
" Annie I you are a fairy. Where did
you find timo for this ?" he cried, as Her
man tondorly led him to a wide, chintz-covered
armchair.
"Mr. Wilson helped me," Baid Annio,
demurely, glancing with pardonablo pride
around tho room she had found so bare and
chilly-looking. i
Now, a neat carpet covered the floor, and
snowy curtains were draped from tho clean,
bright windows. Every inch of paint fairly
shone. All the shabby old furniture wore
a new dress of gay chintz, and the table
had a crimson cover that was in itself a
furnishing of brightness. On the mantlo
wero vases of quaint old ohlna, long hidden
in a corner of the garrot, now full of
spring flowers; aud by Uncle James' , chair,
a littlo tablo bore the backgammon-board,
some now magazines and papers, and a cup
of Audio's coffoo. . ,
When Uncle James first learned the com.
forts of a dressing-gown, instead of a worn
out coat, for house wear, embroidered slip
pers for old shoes cut down, and othor lit
tle feminine contrivances quito new to his
bachelor experience, I canuot stop to relate
in detail. One by one the comforts a loving
woman can bring, crept into tho old fann
houso; and, to thoamazomout of the owner
tho economy of tho household moro than
balaucod the added expenses. . , ,
"Eliza nover hod anything but tho plain,
ost of food, and she spent twico as much
as you do with our tempting tablo.".
"Eliza wasted, and I savo," said Annio,
with a smile. "She had not your, interest
at heart."
, " I was nearly frightened when Herman
asked mo to look over tho month's account.
So much comfort I My room so neat and
pretty, the now china, the kitchen utensils,
and so many pretty things to pay for. ,And
yet the income showed a clear saying.',' ,.'
"A master's eye ou tho farm," said An
nio, modestly. , , ,
" And a housokeepor indoors," said tho
old man, affectionately. , .
" I was brought up to mako an invalid's
homo pleasant," said Annie, quietly. : " My
mothor was nevor vory strong, and depend
ed upon mo for such duties as I perform
now, even when I was a school-girl. I have
not had such caro sinco she died, but it
sootns quito natural to resume it again."
"Your mother is dead, thon?"
" I am an orphan. In the houso I loft
whon I came hore,I shall scarcoly bo missed.
My aunt, who took me when my mothor
diod, has five daughters."
"Your aunt!"
- " Yes 1 1 smell something burning I Let
me see if my pies aro ruiuod !" and Annio
escaped for the time from questions it was
bocomiug difficult to answer.
The old man sat musing a long timo.
It was not the first timo a vague mistrust
of Auuio had crossed hU mind a
wonder why a woman so gontle and re
fined, so evidently a lady, was serving In a
menial capacity. Tho llrst timo she had
sung for him, in ono of his nervous hours
of pain, ho had noticed sho was confused
when ho spoko of the ov'dout cultivation of
hor voice , . '
Ilojuid spent much of lifs tiuio, w)llo
Squi.ro Hoyward lived, In tho city,, and ap
preciated tho difference between country
bred ways and city roliuomoiits. A.s ho
mused, he began to grow restless; and when
Herman came in at toa-timo,. ho found his
undo flushed and excited., ' '
' In a fow words tho cause of agitation
was communicated to tho young man.
" You think Annie is not what she seems,
undo ? You are right. Sho is here under
falso pretences."
"Herman!"
"But, putting that aside, what fault
havo you to find?"
"Fault! I could not find a fault, if I
tried. Sho is the most lovable, capable do
mestic girl ever I saw, ns woll as a lady in
every word and action."
" Thon you would liko hor t stay here,
if I proved to you sho is worthy of your
confidence and affection ?"
"Gladly."
" Even if I deceived you ? I knew you
would lovo her, if you only would consent
to seo her !"
" Fanny Miller ?" .
"Yes. Will you forglvo mo tho decep
tion, Undo JainoB?"
" Will you forgive mo my willful blind
ness, Herman 1 No wondor you would not
give her up ? No wonder you love hor !
Bring her hero, lad, aud let me ask hor if
sho will stay, to choor the sho't time I may
yet live to soe your happiness."
Tho wedding was not long dolayed. Caro
and love are rejuvenating Uncle James, who
threatens to prove Doctor Hodgos a falso
prophet yet, and who dearly loves to tease
Fanny about tho way Herman courted his
wifo. . . ;
Mnnlor Will Out.
A Detroit (Michigan) correspondent gi ves
thes particulars of a brutal murdor, and
how it came out :
Last November a murder was committed
about five miles from hore under most
mysterious circumstances, and what seem
ed likely to be a dead secret for all timo, is
now brought to light. ! Ono night, about
twolvo o'clock, Dcnnison Millor, a' well to
do farmer, was awakoned by, a noise. His
wifo got up thinking it was a cat in the
kitchen, and opened the back door for its
escape A masked man rushed past her;
whero hor husband, roused by her screams,
had got up, and without a word stabbed
Millor to the heart, killing him instantly.
Every effort was made to And the murdor
er. A large reward was offered, aud sever
al persons wero arrested on suspicion, but
finally discharged, and all hopo was given
up of tho murderer ovoi being brought to
justice. All this timo that the search was
being made tho murderer was in daily con
tact with those searching aud entirely un
BU8cctcd, and his discovery was only acci
dental two or threo weeks ago. A power
ful young man of niuekoon, uainod William
Smith, was twice arrested for attempting
to throw railroad trains from tho track,
near this city. He was bailed, and imme
diately aftor sot a bam ou fire, when he
was arrested and conflnod n jail. ., From
some inadvertent remark - suspicion of his
complicity in tho murder of .Miller wax
aroused. , . Ou investigation a chain of evi
dence was found. Smith . was charged
with the crime, made a confession that ho
had contemplated the murder for some
timo, though ho seems to havo no special
motive . Ho was working for a uoighbor of
Miller, and slept with tho sou of his em
ployer on the night of tho murder, i Ho
arose, administered chloroform to his com
panion and thon got out of the window.
Ho sought . tho houso of the victim and
conimittodthe fatal deed; after which he re
turned to his bod. When the alarm was
given ho turned out with the others . in
search of tho murderer. Tho next day ho
was among tho orowd discussing tho affair,
but betraylug no sign of tho deadly secret.
Ho remained in the neighborhood some
timo after the excitemout had subsided,
and but for his reckless attempt at whole
sale slaughter and arson would nevor have
bepn suspected.. . He was arraigned, plead
ed guilty and committed for trial. ,. Ho
seems to be indifferent or reckless as to
the consequonpes. He has boon called
insane on accouut of his othor deeds; but
the physicians who, have examined him,
Bay that he has no symptoms of insanity.
A Curious Importation.
Thoro recently passed through the New
York Custom-house several cases contain
lug a largo variety of "brass knuckles,"
"billies" and "slung-shots," which came
from Belgium, conslgnod to a prominent
fli'iri doaliiiir in fancv hardum-a ti...
, I. , inw
gojLlsi arrivod without any invoice, ami
wore sent to a, general order warehouse
Tho "brass knuckles," as "a manufacture
of Iron," paid a duty of thirty-flve ior cent. '
and the " billies" and "slung-shots," be-
log wasou as " mauuiactuios or wood, iron
and leather,',' pojd iho same rote. , Tho im.
porters of these articles of "faucy hai-d-
vvaio . say mat $Uo goods were sent as
"samples," and had been consigned to
them without any previous order.