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TxTZ?lTcrr- AN INDEPENDENT FAMILY NEWSPAPER. :f'&lZ;
Vol. yi. New Bloomflcld, Pa., Tuesday, Juno 11, 1872. ; TV o. 2-1:
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is published evehy tuesoat morning, nr
FHANK MORTIMER & CO.,
At New Bloomfleld, Terry Co., Ta.
nor nrnvlilpil with Htenm Power, rim lariie
Cylinder and Job-Presses, we are prepared
lo uo an sinus 01 ,iou-i i iiiiiiih in
good style and at Low Price.
For the Blooinfleld Times.
Dolly Varden Visits Perrjr County.
There came to town the other day
A lady fair in ribbon gay, i
Who worshiped Fashion and Display,
And this was Dolly Varden.
This " far off bird with feathers fulr"
Was scrutinized with envious care,
In hope that some neglected hair
Disfigured Dolly Varden.
But sly inspection sought In vain
To find a fault from plume to tralu;
And each was foremost to obtain
The grace of Dolly Varden.
But, onco the Scepter In her hand.
Entreaty yields tostcrb command;
For she, so suppliant once and bland,
Ji regal Dolly Vardeu.
The ladles! Bless thorn J How their hearts
O'erllow with love for her whose arts
Can make a husband show his parts 1
And this Is Dolly Varden.
The dry-goodsman, Intent to win
An honeet penny fora pin,
t'A fresh arrival" orders in
Express for Dolly Vardeu.
The priestess of "the latest style''
Surveys the costly silken pile, , -. -.
And tlion pronounces It too vile
' For dainty Dolly Varden.
- In vain the merchant trios to show
The goods were ordered so and so,
" It was a sell and would not go, ',
,WKh pretty Dolly Vardeu.
There was no Traraber fifteen there; ' ' , , ,
" The fifteen's broader by a halr,V
41 Would you insult me J Would you dare ("
Cries ireful Dolly Varden. .
Suoh gross Indignities as these i
- Demand that trickery should seine'
Another victim to appease
, . ' . The wrath of Dolly Varden. , . . ' ' , i
; 1 A self-devoted martyr bows ''
. With complaisance upon hi brows;
And to a ribbon bill allows,
His name for Dolly Varden.
The goods for Dolly Varden camo
'Tls true she had not signed her name,) '
The bill was large, and hence became .
, A bore to Dolly Varden
tier heart was full; not so hor purse,
She was not furious , she was worn;
Her agent's fallings to rehearse
.Began Mine DoUy Varden.i j, t
' Yon He" and "liar" plump and square,
In bolts of super-heated air,
Famed back and forth between this pair,
Her "sub" and Dolly Varden.
' Now, yon who chance to meet this lay,' ,
Take heed from this propitious day,
Or you may have a bill to pay
, . For pretty Dolly Varden. ,,
Squire Suffolk's Subscription.
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SQUIRE SUFFDLK, was the richest
nan In North Grafton, and gos
sip said the' stingiest. " As close as the
bark of a tree," as they described him, for
in a country place like North Grafton a
small fortune entitles one to rank with the
Rothchllds. ' In the meantime let' us hope
that the Squire was -not so narrow as they
lielieved. How true it was, let Miss Cath-
rine Foore answer. Miss Foore, who took
in sewiug, and had made more than one
piece of line llnon for the Squire, and who,
during her vacations and hours of relaxa
tion, purveyed for the parish, or any needy
body w!jo came , lu her ', way one human
creature being quite as worthy as another
of her aid and sympathy.
One summer morning, Miss Poore tied
on her straw bonnet the identical bonnet
die had bought with the money Squire
Suffolk had paid her five years ago, and
which bonnet she had sewed over with her
own flngors four separate times, in ordor to
be as near the fashion of the day as respec
tability required so that one morning she
tied on this work of art, and taking ' her
purse, as a necessary precaution, she be
lieved, bent her steps along tho blooming
country road toward tho imposing mansion
of Squire Suffolk, on charitable thought
intent.' '.'',. ' ... ', '
.Now Miss Foore was no blooming miss
of twenty, with dimples coquoting with
blushes on her cheeks, and eyes running
over with lovely mirth and peach bloom of
vouth thrown like a ulamour over all. She
was simply a plain woman of forty, or
thereabout, with a face in no way remarka
ble, except for its expression of kindness
' and humor; and these, lie it said, are faces
that best outlive youth, and catch at last
the reflections of the spirit, and grow beau,
tiful in the illumination of good deeds aud
pure thoughts. Miss Foore was Just the
one to beg for others and desire nothing for
herself; just the woman to make a thous
and plans for the welfare of others, and
fool their frustration as acutely as if they
had beon for her own personal happiness.
She was shown into the dining room at
Squire Suffolk's, whore nIio found him
yawning over a late breakfast, which the
servant hod just brought in to him on a sil
ver tray.
" You make me ashamed of myself,"
said he, reflectively sugaring his coffee by
the aid of wrought silver tongs of an an
cient design. ' '
" I'm sorry. I hope to make you ploascd
with yourself before my visit is over." ' . '
" Thon take this seat, Miss Poore, and j
drink a cup of this Moca; it's my own im
portation. There isn't another such bever
age in North Grafton, I'll ventnro to say."
"Thanks. I love Moca, but it does not i
love me."
" That's odd, very odd of the Moca; un
requited affection, eh?" , .
Miss Four laughed, but ttio was think
ing rather of a family lu North Grafton,
who drink cold water every morning for
breakfast, only indulging themselves in the
luxury of tea on Sunday, in order to keep
in countenance tho father, who needed it to
assist him through tho wear and tear of the
day, and who disdained any. dainty which
ho must enjoy alone. This was tho country
pastor, Rov. Herbert Hascnt and family,
who lived, or rather suffered on a salary of
five hundred dollars a year, and what extras
were to be obtained by fitting . stupid boys
for college. She cleared her voice then, a
little nervously, for action.
"Mr. Suffolk," said she, "I have come
on a matter of business, and I may as well
get it over at once and loave you at your
breakfast in eace."
Some dim idea of the sewing work flash
ed through his mind, while he involuntarily
ran over the items of his wardrobe.
"I don't see " he began.'''" :
' " Oh ploase don't refuse till I tell you.
With the aid of several charitable societies
we are fitting out some young clergyman as
missionaries to tho Feje " . ,;
"Oh, the missionaries be hangod !" he
interrupted, scenting danger perhaps for
others besides the missionaries. ."I beg
pardon,.. Miss , Poore; but tbe. .. devil it
seems to me that charity begins at borne.''
, "I've no objection to that, only don't
make her too much of a home-body; a little
neighborliness is good." , .,, ., t ' .'
. " Ei? They'll be eaten alive, those
young fools. It is down right unchristian
to send them, out; merely, as food for the
savages. . I won't lend a hand to such cru
elty. I' .,. ; , ..., ..... .
!,..',' Very well,'' said crest-failon Miss Ppore
rising to loave. ;,,, ,,. ,( ( , , , -
, ".No, it's not ,vory well begging' your
pardon again. . Sit down. Now it stands
to reason that if the said call were a worthy,
one that is, I should be as ready as ,tbe
next one. There's your minister, now; the
Rev. Mr, Hasent nover was a poor devil
bettor named be hasu't a cent to , bless
himself; his wife woara calico in December;
ho buys tuel by the barrowful somygard
ner tells me; he wears patches in tbe pul
pit; they live on beans . and' oatmeal I Why
dpesn't some one raise a subscription there?,
I would come down with something hand
some npou my word I would." :. -
"And here the squire tossed i off his cup
of . Moca, well satisfied that he had staved
her off with his specious humanity But
Miss Foore was valiant, aud not to be
worsted iu the encounter. . . -
"You speak feelingly," she said; "it
does you Credrt,' 1 am surd," taking out
her tablets. " What a luxury is to bo able
to give whore your heart dictates and your
judgmeut approves I Acting upon your sug
gestion, I will open a subscription for Mr.
Hasont at once, and headed by your name,
I am certain It will meet with grea tsuccoss.1
This was a turn of affairs the squire had
hardly anticipated.
"I shall make the effort, at least. What
shall I put you, down at ? A great ' deal de-i
pends upon that, you kuow."
" I should think so. Why, my doar lady,
you won't get a sixpence out of these clod
hoppers. Come now, I won't put my name
down, but I'll do this for you: I'll agree to
double all "you collect Now, isn't that
handsome? I guess I've heard th6 last of
that story," thought the merry esquire.
" Thank you," said Miss Foore; " thon
you'll see me again. - Good morning,' Mr
Suffolk." ' ' '' '
And she was away through the blossom
Ing lanes again without a thought of any
thing but Mr. Jlusout's comfort , aud the
Squire's ofl'er, ,; ,,. ,-...(! ..!,-,
" How very good It was ;of the Squire 1
lie isn't so mean as people believe, after
all, if you only work the right vein.. Heigh'
ho ! what a good send it will be to Mr,
Hasont a little ready money for the neces
sities for next winter; a new gown for little
Helle, who hasn't been at church for weeks;
a jacket for Tom, who is out now ' at the
elbow.'' ' :
What comfort, what heart's ease i was
laid up in that blank subscription list 1 Oh,
if the days were each a year long, and all
the farmers' goese laid golden eggs 1 What
a pity it was so many close-handed people
lived in North Grafton I Thore was Mrs.
Adams and Captain Jackson,' they are both
well to do, but to what a wretched extreme
they carry economy 1 But now that she
was pasing she might as well go iu. '
" Good morning, Captain Jackson. I'm
raising a subscription for poor, dear Mr.
Hasent, and I want your name.", ,
" You want my money, you moan?" ,. .
" Certainly ; yours, aud that of a good
inany other people. How pleasant it is to
hnve something to give away 1"
I should think very likely 1 but I hain't
got a cent ahead ; never was so poorly off
n my life."
" Dear me, what a pity !" sighed Miss
Foore. " Now we all thought you were
overhanded. How surprised tho neighbors
will be. Did you loose in that fire?"
" Loss ! I hain't lost . nothing. What
put that bee iu your bonnet ? I hain't
got a cent, tho' to give any prating parson
not I."
" Very well. Thon I must go and try
Mrs. Adams. The world has used her well
perhaps she is grateful enough to glvo a
mite."
' A precious little mite you will get thore.
Why, my dear womau, she's closer than a
glove to the hand. She wouldn't give a
Cent to save hor soul, provided she has one.
Come, I'll venture to give double what she
gives ; it won't stave a hole through my bul
warks, I'll be bound." ': ' ''' ' '
"Good morning then ' perhaps you'll see
me again." ;" ' " ' - "' ' ' '
And Miss Poore was off to Mrs. Adams'.
She' found tho lady 'just turning a plum
cake out the oven." . :"-- ') -m
"Done to a charm," said the' satisfied
housekeeper. "You know I took 'a' pre
mium on bread last fall." ' "' ' '' ' ' '
"I'm sure you ought to have one'1 on
cako, if it's as good as it looks. ' 1 1 wonder
if ,Mrs, Hasent tastes' such a thing' even
onoe a year?",; t ,-. i : , t.v
" Not oftener, I guess," laughed Mrs.
Adams, i' "She's too slack to beat up the
eggs catch her. " ! . . ! c . ! -.i i I (
This didn't look promising, surely.'" ' ' -"She
Is not well, you know; she's an in
valid. She has boon denied the1 greatest
blessing God can bestow, of which you and
I seem to have a store. Isn't it a pity she
should be denied of so much beside ?":!.
" Oh, but thore must be a screw loose
somewhere; either they ore' wasteful or-u
something." . ., i:.j t i.' M' i '
Bless you they haven't, anything ; to
waste; tkey don't know the meaning of the
word.',, Why, Mrs, Hasent' lia worn 'that
chocolate calico for three years running.''.
ell, you know) invalids don't wear
out clothes as fust as active bodies like you
and me, Miss Foore. . Now, its, my opinion
between iis two, that ,Mrs. , llusqn't might
sit up aud do her house work as well as her
neighbors, if she choser Lor, think of the
parson bothering about and cooking break,
fast il'd like to see the morsel of bread ,1
..'...i,l r VI. . l.!.. ft
1 guess if you were starving, , you
wouldn't ask who made It, ,, I tell you it's
a suffering household.' ... .
I suppose that all this talk moans that
you are begging lor tliein. Lor sakes, it s
as much as a widow can do to make both
ends meet. 'What with ten tons pt hay and
anew barn swept off by flro, and, a (ikely
young calf drowned in the freshet, you see.
Lor' this is the world, and the other's the
country.
"That's true; and wo shan't any of us
roach that country if we are not ppouhearted
toward one another. But Captain Jackson,
he warned me that I wouldn't get the wid
ow's mite here. , He was so morally certain
that.be offered to double whatever you gave
thinking, no doubt, it wouldn't hurt him to
double nothing quite in his lino, to be
; , " Ha, ha 1 did he? Well, that's good
one 1 , 1 never expected the .captain -would
be so gonorous. I'd like to twist a few cor
vers, out; of tho rusty old skinflint. I'll
make him lose flosb. .Now I think of It,
I've got a 'ten dollar bill that I was going to
send away, but I suppose the Ilasenu may
as well have it; and then, too,' Captain Jsek.
son will have to fork Over twenty 1" :
, , " Thirty dollars is a very fair beginning,'
thought Miss Poore. It didn't seem exact
ly necessary for her to quarrel with, the
I motive, when the action was so acceptable
and, therefore, her business carried her
back to Captain Jackson."
" Again !" cried ho, looking n littlo blank.
'Whore's the widow's mite? mighty
small isn't it ?" attempting the facetious.
' Well, no; it's very good of her. ' She
was just going to send it away. It's a ton
dollar bill, Captain." ,
"Thunder I You don't moan it? Let's
see it? It isn't counterfeit, is it? Did it
give her the cramp ? How did she weather
it ? She must be on her beam's end ! Dear,
dear, aud I agreed to double it I Well, I've
doubled the capes, and a good many other
dangerous points, but bless me if this isn't
double trouble. . There's a doubloon, at all
events, and gold's up, you know. But I'm
tho last man to abandon a promise."
Very good trophies, to begin with were
the ten dollar bill and the doubloon. ' , The
story of how they wero obtained raised a
laugh iu many a farm kitchen, aud a hearty
laugh opens tho heart and the purse by one
impulse. She painted Mr. Husent's diffi
culties so graphically. She related her ex
perience so humorously, that few oould say
to her nay. ' It would have been like going
to an entertainment and then refusing to
pay the prico of admission. . Besides, none
could resist Miss Poore; and who would be
outdone by Mrs. Adams and Captain Jack
son ? No one cared to compete with, these
worthies; and then, wasn't Squire Suffolk
to doublo the whole amount, after all was
said and done? , . . , .
Tlmt was a pill which every ono was anx
ious to administer to him, and they did
their prettiest in the way of compounding
it. ' The more nauseous tho better ; swallow
it he must, if it mado him black in the face
and strangled him iuto the bargain- ' '
Iuto every house in the place wont Miss
Poore and her subscription paper. Where
money was scarce she accepted produce,
and borrowing a team, drove into town, and
drove her- bargains as shrewdly as Rey
nard himself, only more honestly,' Barn
yard fowls,, and game that the ' neighbors'
boys had brought down for the- benefit of
thepars6n aud the' disoomtlture of the
Squire ; butter and eggs, lamb's wool and
sheep skins ; bags of grain,, and fruit and
vegetables all was grist that eame to her
mill. f .... ri ' " 'A ,
- One morniug, going iuto tewn, she' met
the Squire himself, iu his. smart gig, behind
a tall chestnut-colored horse, for tho Squire's
one extravagance was horse iUislir said the
gossips again, lie reined in however when
he recognized her, and oskedif she , had
taken to farming ; said he wanted to lot his
farm on halves would she undertake it 2
and he, threatened . to waylay and rob her
when she returned homo with tho funds i
band. .,', ,t ,'.,. y t .(,-, t -.'I'-'
" You ve some ,llne lamb s wool there,"
said lu), alighting tq examine it, lil Card
Bpinntr have engaged a hundred woigUt pi
mo, at a premium., , Here Fjl drop , them, a
line, and you can ako jjUia, up to,, tliem, if
you like a"d uv J sent it as. au. installment.
they pay ypu cash, down,'; , ,,, , ( ..,fji.ar.
",Uup do ;you kuoiv what the motley s
for?" hesitated Miss Poore. She could not
make up her mind to this unfair advantage
even in the cause of the' church.
"Certainly I do. 'It's to ruin the Squire
and enrich the Parson. ' Shall I have to
mortgage the farm, do you think ? in tliat
case, I shan't ask yen io take itat thehalves!'
"A persistent little brlgancV .' laughed
tho squire, rolling along over the Country
road, and enjoying the breezy morning ; tho
odor of wild blossoms,' the gushes of bird
songs that palpitated on the air iu an cub
and flotf of harmony ; enjoying them as no
mere miser could enjoy such unsubstantial
nlriAHiira' "" ' ' " "
" It's yovjr money or your life with boi'J
She wouldn't disgrace the old place either.
$h ''wouldn't' 'Blood' "will 'tell." She's got
the high 'and mtghtV ways bi tho Jorrolds,
and they bought their lands of the ' Indian
sachoius. Nothing riuich older than this, 1
fancy, ' in this country if they did part
with them to the devil, so to speak. Heigh
ho 1 1 thought dang6r' Was over when a fel
low reached the fifties; but I do believe that
liko the measles' and whooping cough it goes
harder with tho adult."
' And thus the Squire 'pursued ' his way,
sometimes humming a1 strain of that old
tuno-i-
' "Ivel
lv 7. tana. 1 DC wnne i piay
Us abroad, I niust.not Uiy
Hut thy brliflit eye If brlKand should see,
'i'hou art the ussuls, dautlye is he M - " " (.
All through the summoridays Miss Poore
pursued her scheme, and Into autumn, they
won pinch-pack, v!i .bu. . .!-... -.km
' It seemed as if oua add all .were beut on
beggaring Squise Suffolk, for on tbe: flist
day of Novfamlwr the amount bad : readied
throe hundred dollars, aud the subscription
list was closed, except to tha Squire. i
Accordingly, ono afternoon, Miss Poore
put on her work- of art, and taking her
treasure with her, ' proceeded to the Suffolk
place. It was ableak autumn day, the fore
runner of sleet and storms and pinching
wintery weather, and Miss Poore, wrapping
a threadbare shawl about lior, was glad at
last to find herself before the blitzing fire
Squire Suffolk's drawing room. It
seemed to hor at first as If he would never
allow hor to come to the point. ' Either he
had forgotten about the affair, or meant to
wear out her patience; but that was simply
inexhaustible. Iu the meantime be enter
tained her with a detailed account of bis
estate, as if ho were the steward and sue
the mistress ; with the increase in his crops
and prices ; with the story of his youth aud
schooldays ; of his awkward first love ; and
when ho paused it appeared to Catharine
that she knew hiin perhaps better thau he
kuew himself. She wondered at this
Btrango familiarity which was growing
upon her ; and when at length she pulled
out hor subscription list it was with, a
quaint reluctanpe of manner, not at all like
Miss Catharine Poore's usual promptitude.
Was she afraid he would fail to fullill his
obligation, and so disappoint her hopes;'
Was it because, having, acquired a sort of
friendliness for , him, , she feared lest be
would prove the niggard 1 , , , ,
"Three hundred dollars,", said he. "You
have done finely.',' , , . .
It plainly wasn't a very stunning afl'ajr
to him, or he met an emergncy with ctHk
summate coolness. , , , , ,
Yes. I have it here iu ready money.
You shall count it if you will.", i
' Three hundred dollars. , WJiy, child, I
bavn't so much on hand," she had feared
it would come to that. . " I never keeb it
about me, you know," said he.' "I don't
like to put a premium on murder, to make
it worth the servants' while to put a dirk
through me any time after dark. , , ,
She left her seat then aud prepared to. go
borne." She was ' quite ' miserable' at that
moment. To be balked , thus ! ' Six 'hun
dred dollars would have gone so far with
the Hasents they needed it so sorely !.
Orily yesterday she had seen.Tad's stocking
peeping through bis shoes';' and then the
doctor had ordered porter for' her mother:
but It was one thing to order, aud another
to obtain. Here would have been porter
and plenty. ' She did not'' realize' 'tbat 'all.
this, bad enough truly, was yet not enough
to make her so dispirited as ' she seemed.
She felt as if some disaster had overtaken
ker, which money ' In Itself had rid 'pewer
to aHeriKte."'' '' '"' "' ".'- '""'"'
"1 will Bend td town,' to-morrow,:' said
the Squire,' "and you will have 'the money
before night. " Will that do ?'" "' 1
i 1'Do 1'.', The tears stood in ben' eyes; the
reaction of , feeling ' was so intohse. You
eaunot; ubdorstand - what ' it? wds m toi;i this
woman,' who loved her neighbor as nereeUj
who made his welfare, spiritual as 'well' as
material, a persOual thing liappineis, the
business of life, i .., nnfr; ii-t.i f-i.T.f V
She called iaat Jllr. llasent on bur way
home., There was no clieerful blaxe; iu tbe
grate. , Mrs.' Hasent. sot bolstered' up, in
bed darning stockings,, while her 1 husband '
made 'the toast . and. tea,, aud .lighted a sol
itary lump.. . Miss Foore, looked about her
and thought of changes to come; of the com
fortably clad children; of tho warm winter
fires, pf the liew dress for Bellej.of the new
suit that should replace , the shabby black
of her father's': of porte and partridges for
t lie mother aim tnen sue uia ine,m gooi
night, and( her 'gladness illiiininated, the
path before her so that she seemed fo walk
in noonday.
She went about her work as usual next
day, never allowing her gaze to wander out
oxpeotantly, till a sharp 'ring brought her
to her feet, with her nerves all.quivering iu
her flesh, as if tho points' pf innumerable
pins were stabbing , iter thrqugli and
through. '. It was the ' money from the
Squiro, iu crisp bank notes, : the full three
hundred dollars but what else? What
waa it made Miss Foore's hand tremble
like an ' aspen,' that sent ilie tears ''dropV
ping slowly pue by one, and made her flush
and pale before this scran of paper ? "
"My Dear Mist Catharine: ".Tbe 'stin
giest man in Grafton" offers you his hand
and heart. As this is the first time in his
life that he has been guilty of such guuor
osity, pray encourage i him and beal l)iin of
his Inlinulty, ., ,, . , .JqiJM Sprro..'; , ,
And so; Mr. Hasent'si. heart and, (home
were gladdened with ,thusix hundred: dol
lars, ud this gladness ' rebounded upon, the
Squire and Catharine Foore, aud tliene was
a groat weddimj, ifw, iNortu ' Grafton-, - in
Mis. Haseut's best "parlor, and ieveryboby
bad new gown for Uie oocaskm, ; nA
oeptiug the , Uostoss. heisolfi i whose.; new
gowns were like angles' vistts-fow and far
between.