2, Mr. Woodbridge's Investment. BT T1ELEN FOHE8T OIIWES. fllllE flery crimson of the stormy. No JL vember sunset was staining all tbo hills with its lurid glare the wind, mur muring restlessly among the dead leaves that lay heaped over the wood paths, seem ed to mourn, with almost human voice. Hut the- autumnal melancholy without, only served to heighten the cheerfulness of the roaring wood fire, whoso ruddy glow danced and quivered over the rough rafters of Farmer' ' Woodbridgo' s old kitchen, sparkling on the polished surfaces of plat ters and glimmering brasses, and sending streams of radiance through the uncurtain ed windows out upon the darkening road. " Yes, as I was say in' afore," observed the old farmer, rubbing his toil-hardened hands together, and gazing thoughtfully into the lire, " it's been a capital harvest this year. I would't ask for no bettor. Kb, wife, you jist pick out some o' them yaller pippin apples, and put 'cm in Jes sie's bnskct when she calls niter it." " Won't the little 'uns do as well? I cal culated to keep them pippins for market; Squire Berton says thcry're worth " " I don't kcer what they're worth," in terrupted the farmer, as his helpmate, a spare, angular woman, with a f ice plough ed with innumerable littlo lines of care, llngured the yellow checked apples dubi ously. " I tell you what it is, Kctury folks never loose anything by doin' a kind thing. I never could make yon . believe that, unless the pay comeright in, in hard cash ! Now bore's Jessio Moreton, as like ly a gal as ever breathed, teachin' school day in and day out, and her niarm sewin' to hum carnin' a livin' by hard woik born ladies, both on 'em. Don't you sup pose these apples '11 be worth more to them, if you give 'em with a kind word, than they would be to that pesky, tight-flsted agent up to Ilardwicho Hall, if ho gave a a dollar a bushel? "Charity begins to hum;" said Kctury, jerking out the supper-table, with an odd twist of the face. Not but what Jessie's well enough but you'd better scratch your pennies together to pay up the mortgage, if you don't want the Ilardwicho agent foreclosing on you. And them pippins is just so good as so much money. There they be, anyhow, in tho basket one of your investments, I guess 1" - "One of your investments then, if you like to call it so, Ketury," said the farmer, with a good humored laugh, banishing the annoyed expression that had overspread bis face when she alluded to the mortgage. "Come 'long Jessio, my gal," he added cheerily, as a light touch sounded on tho door latch. " I lore's tho basket, all right and some of them golden pippins tucked iu to't. Maybe they'll tempt your mother's appetite," Jessie Moreton was a slender, graceful girl of about seventeen, with satin-smooth bands of chestnut hair, parted above a low, sunny forehead, largo liquid eyes, and cheeks which Farmer Woodbridgo always declared "set him to thiukin' of them velvet lookin' Jarscy peaches that grew on the troes down in the south medder." She took up tho little basket with a graceful smile that went even to tho llinty heart of Mrs. Ketury. "O, Mr. Woodbridge, bow kind you always are to us ! If I wore only rich if I could only make some return " " Don't you say a word about that are," said the farmer rubbing his nose very hard. "Jest you run hum as fast as you can put, for it is getting most dark, and the November winds ain't no ways healthy as I ever hoerd on. And I say, Jessie if it rains to-morrow so you can't go to school handy, just stop here and I'll give you a lift in my waggon." "Dear Mr. Woodbridgo," soliloquized Jessie Moreton to herself, as her light foot steps pattered along on the fallen leaves, how many times I have had cause to thank his generous heart. And to think be should be so distressed about the mortgage by the agent at Hardwiche Hall." She paused for a moment to look up to where the stately roofs and gambles of the Hall roso darkly outlined against the crim son that still burned stormily in the sky. On a commanding height, and nearly hid den in trees, many o f whom still retained their brilliant autumn foliage, it seemed almost like an old baronial castle. 'There it stands," she mused, shut up and silent, year after year; its magnificent rooms untenanted; the flowers blossoming ungathered in its conservatories. Since Mr. Hardwiche died twenty years since, mamma says the family has been away and now tbo only surviving heir is travel ing, no one knows where. I wonder if he knows how grasping and cruel his agents are ? Oh, dear," she added softly, money does not alwavs come where it is most needed. If I were the mistress of Hard wiche Hall 1" She started with a slight scream the next moment, as a tall figure rose up from mossy border on the roadside, directly In front of her. "Pardon me," said voice that Instant ly reassured her, for it was too gentle to come front any cue but a gentleman, "but I am not certain but I believe I have lost my way: Is this the Eldon road4 I was wating for some one to come and direct me." , " This is the Eldon road," said Jessie, all unconscious that the last gleams of tho fading sunset were lighting up hor fair, innocent face with almost angclio beauty, as she Btood there among the fallen leaves. "And can you tell me the shortest foot path to Hardwiche Hall. I have not been In this neighborhood since I Was a child, and I am completely at fault." Jessie Jicsitatcd a moment. ' 41 1 I could show you better than toll you, for it is rather a complicated road," she said, "and if you will accept my servico as a guide it will not be much out of my way." "I shall feel very much honorod," said the stranger. " Meanwhilo let me carry your basket." It was a wild lovely walk, winding among moss-garland trees, and hollows, sweet with nromatio incense of dying leaves. Jessie could not help admiring tho chivul rio manners and polished courtesy of her companion, and ho was more pleased with tho blooming loveliness and girlish dig nity of his young guide. A few adroit questions respecting Ilardwicho Hall and its neighborhood sufficed to draw forth a spirited abstract of tho character of the Ilardwicho ngent, and tho imposition he was wont to practice upon the tenants and neighbors, as well as an arch descrip tion of most of tho "characters" there nbouts. Then he continued to learn all about Jcssio's little school, and her ailing mother, and he smiled to himself in tho the twilight, to observe the pride of her mcin,whcu she alluded to the high position from which unforseen reverses had com pelled her mother to descend. "Then she said suddenly pausing with a feeling as if she had been almost too com municative, " if wo could only cross yonder lawn, the gates are close by, but we shall have to go a quarter of a milo around." " Why?" asked the stranger. " Mr. Talcott will not allow travelers to cross here he says it is privato property." " I fancy ' I shall daro Mr. Talcott's wrath." said tho gentleman, laughing, as ho pushed open the wire gate that defend ed tho forbidden space. "It is perfectly absurd to mako people go a quarter of a milo out of their way for a niero whim." They had scarcely entered the enclosure when they met an unlocked for obstacle, Talcott himself, who was prowlingovcr tho grounds on the qui vive for trespassers. . " Hallo, here !" growled he; "just turn back if you please. This isn't tho public thoroughfare." The stranger held Jessie's arm under his own a littlo tighter, as if to repress hor ev ident inclination to "beat a retreat." IIo was disposed to maintain his position. " I don't see any reasouablo causo why wo shouldn't go ahead, he said pertinacious ly. Thero is a path here, and I suppose it was mado to walk on." 'Not for you," said the agent, contempt uously, "so go back as fast as you can." " Is it possible that pcoplo are mado to travel a circuitous and unpleasant route for no other earthly reason than your caprices, sir ?" asked the gcntloman, looking down at the littlo man, from tho altitude of his six feet, with a kind of laughing scorn. Did it ever occur to you, friend, that othors had rights and conveniences as well as yourself?" " Can't help their rights nothing to mo," snarled the agent, planting himself obstinately in the path. " I forbid all pass ing hero." But I suppose Evorard Hardwiche may have the privilege of crossing his own land?" persisted the stranger, still pre senting the half contemptuous smile that had from the beginning made the agent so uncomfortable. Talcott grew, not exactly palo, but yel low with consternation. "Mr. Hardwiche sir, I did not know we did not expect " "No I know you didn't, my good man. lie so kind as to step aside, and allow me to pass with tho lady. Miss Jessio, don't forget that I neod your services a few min utes yet. Whon we reach the house, I will prolong my walk to your cottage. Nay, don't shrink away from me, are we not to be very good frionds?" "The prettiest girl I ever saw in my life," was his internal comment, as he at length parted from her at the little gate, wliere "burning blushes ' aiid dark green tvy were trained together with all a wo man's taste. The Christmas snows lay white and deep on the farm house eaves tho Christmas logs crackled on the hearth, where Mr Woodbridge still gazed dreamily into the glowing cinders, and Mrs. Ketury's knit ting needles clicked with electric Bpoed, " That mortgage it bothers me it both' ers me," he murmured, almost plaintively, " Well, I'spose it ain't no use frettin' ; but I bad thought to live and die in the old place where my father did afore me. The Lord's will be done, though, Somehow things haint prospered with me I don't seem to get along." " You'd ha' got along well enough, I guess," responded Ketury, who belonged super eminently to that class of people known as " Job'i coiiforters,' "if you'd only looked after yojr p's and q's ss I told you. , You always wi too free handed ; and bow you see what it's brought ye tew." " Woll, woll, Ketury, who ever did think alike on some things," returned the old man. " Let's talk about a pleasantcr sub ject. What do you think about our school ma'am's marrying young Mr. Hardwich to morrow ? Didn't I always tell you that Jes sie Moreton was born to be a lady ? I may bo unlucky myself, but anyhow, I'm . glad to hear a little of Jessie's luck." "You'd a great deal better keep your sympathy for yourself," growled Ketury. " What's Other folk's luck to yon,,' Vd like to know ? There, some one's knocking at tho door ; see who 'tis." It was a little note, brought by one of tho school-boys under Jessie's care. " ' " "Where's my glasses? I can't see as well as I could once. Shove the candle this way, will you, Ketury ?" And fitting his brass-bowed spectacles upon his nose, the old man unfolded the note and read, in Jessie's delicate chirography: " Do not lot that mortgago disturb your Christmas Day, to-morrow, dear father Woodbridgo. It will never haunt your hearthstono again. Mr. Hardwiche will send you the papers to-morrow, to destroy. This is Jessie's Christmas present. I havo not forgotten thoso 'golden pippins' nor all tho other kindness." 1 Aha, wifo I" said tho old man smiling and trying to brush away, unseen, the big tears that would como, " what do you think of my investment, now ?" Ketury's reply was neither elegant nor, strictly speaking, grammatical, but it was significant. She said simply : "Well, I never. !" Among the Big Trees, i 1 1 rare Greenwood, in a letter from Cali fornia says: Wo had a day of pure enjoy ment in tno woods, wedrovo lor live or six miles up tho beautiful canyon of San Lorenzo, a shadowed, winding, mountain road, such as wo find no where but on this coast, and picniced among tho " big trees." Iheso ore gigantic redwoods, not quite equal to those of Calaveras or Mariposa, but wait a fow hundred years and you will sco. The largest, named for Fremont, is two hundred and ten feet in height, and eighteen feet in diameter. In the hollow trunk ho had his quarters for a while. A man can ride into this and stable his horse. I was told that a devoted wife once spent soveral months with her husband, a lumber man, and kept a couplo of boarders. I felt for her. - I know what it is to Jive in a trunk. By the way, a young fellow pas senger on the coach told us several aston ishing stories about some big trees near Visalia. One, ho said, parted into three about six feet above tho ground, and at tho point of separation there was a hollow, which was always filled with water was, in fact, a littlo lake thirty feet wide and seventeen feet deep. So you could boat or bathe in it, if you wished to, or bob for eels. IIo described tho monstrous hollow trunk of a tree into which he rode on horse back, and after tring in vain to reach tho concave ceiling with his cano, galloped on for a distance, and then calmly rode out through a knot-holo a 'providential open ing for tho young man. But I have found that the only safo way in this country is to doubt nothing that you hear. I have an impression that I slmll at some time como upon the tree with its remarkable water privileges; perhaps find it utilized into a railroad tank or a babtistry. I half expect to rido into the same trunk proceeded by my young fellow-travoler and to emerge at the samo knot-hole. Why We Should Wear Beards. There are more solid Inducements for wearing the beard than the mere improve ment of a man's personal appearance and the cultivation of such an aid to the every day diplomacy of lifo. The hair of tho moustache not only absorbs the moisture and miasma of the fogs, but it strains the air from dust and the soot of our great smo ky cities. It acts also in the most sclent!' lie manner, by taking heat lrora the warm breath as it leaves the chest, and supplying it to the cold air taken in. It is not only a respirator, but with a beard entire we are supplied with a comforter as well, and these are never left at home like the umbrellas and all such appliances whon they are wan ted Moffat and Livingstone, the explorers, and many other travellers say that at night no wrapper can equal the beard. A remarka ble fact is, too, that the beard.like tho hair of the head, protects against the heat of the sun ; it acts as the thatch does to the ioe house ; but, more than this, it becomes moist with the perspiration, and then, by evaporation, cools the skin. A man who accepts this protection of Nature, may face the rudest storm and the hardest winter. He may go from the hot test room into the coldest air without dread and we verily believe that be might sleep in a morass with impunity ; at least his chance of escaping the terrible fever would be bet tor than his beardless companions. tf"A Kansas paper has the following advertisement: " Engaged Miss Auna Oould to John Candall, City Marshal of Leavenworth, Kansas. From this time henceforth and forever until Miss Anna Oould becomes a widow young men are requested to withdraw their particular at tentions." A TALE OF PAKTALOONS. s ' j ;i A Fair Exchange in the Dark. ' s A DAVENPORT legal gentleman went out one evening lost weok 1 to have a quiot game of billiards. He stuck to the cue for several faithful hours, convivalized with his friend still longor, and then went homo. On retiring to rest he was most Bingularly uneasy, and tossed about for some time without dropping into that poaccful slumber we usually derive from a clear conscience. His lady was annoyed, and complained kindly. It was no use, however ; something drovo sleep from his eyelids. At this juncture his lady was ta ken suddenly 111 (how fortunate that he was awake I) and he was appealed to has ten off to tho noarest drug store in quest of a restorative. Ho hastily attired himself, double-quicked down the street, rushed into the store, obtained the article so ur gently required, and produced his pocket book. Great Cajsar 1 what had transpired ! He had never seen that wallet boforo ; and the pants they wero not his own. Could it be possiblo ho was in his right mind? Was it not rather all a distempered dream ? IIo resolved to soo and without stopping to take the remedy with him, he rushed back to the wifo of his bosom. Ho did not flourish a revolver, he did not smash fur nituro, he did not striko attitudos liko a gladiator he simply took part in the fol lowing conversation. "Jane?" "Yes, dear." "How are you feeling ?" "Bettor. Much-hotter. I think a good ecp is nil that I now need. How kind of you to go to so much trouble." "Very kind, wasn't it?" "Very kind, honey." "Jane, shall I turn on tho gas." " If you like, dear." The gas was turned on. "Jane?" " Yes, dear." " Do these look liko my pantaloons ?" " Why, what you mean, dear?" " I mean, do those rosemblo the trousers I wore home this evening?" "Why, how can I tell, doar?" and Jane raised up with some surprise and reluct ance, gave a quick glance, and screamed outright. " Husband," said sho, with embarrass ment, "you've mado a ridiculous mistake while out with your friends. What in the world have you been doing to-night?" " That's rather thin, Jano. Wo don't usually take off our pants to play billiards. When I weut to bed to-night I laid my proper pantaloons on that chair. When I dressed to go out, the pair I had on first fell in my way. I put them on. I discov ered at the store they wero not mine. I returned at onco, and now I find tho pair I left on the chair are missing." Jano began to sob, weep, and protest her innocence, whilo the husband paced the lloor in deep reflection. "Jane," at last he said, "I guess you can go home to your parents to-morrow. You and I have gotten along very well for a year or two, but the things, played." And down stairs he went with a deaf ear to the frenzied appeal and prayers she showered after him. An investigation on tho morrow disclosed the fact that the mysteriously procured pataloons contained just $300 more than the pair that bad so mysteriously walked off. Jane left on the first train for her Illinois home. A bill of divorce had been filed, and no ouo has ex changed pantaloons and pocket-books. t5$An interesting story is told of Mr. Harper, the owner of Longfellow, and his white rider, before the race at Long Branch. The old man observed something mysteri ous .but said nothing. He telegraphed to Kentucky for the . colored boy who had driven Longfellow before, to be sent im mediately to Long Branch. Ho arrived, but not a word was said, and tho white rider was dressed for tho contest with Har ry Bassett. Then tho old man told him that ho thought the colored boy could rido better that day than ho. The colored boy was dressed in a moment, mounted upon Lonefellow and won the race. And now comes the conclusion; Tho white boy was seen by Mr. Harper to have a roll of money showing that he had been tampered with. tW What is the most desirable ago of life? We put this question to a few friends lately and received the following replies, but do. not consider any of them satisfactory; A banker thought coin-ago the best age ; a tailor, cabb-ago ; a soldier, pill-age ; a toper, vint-age ; a hungry man, saus-age ; an am bitious lady, carri-age ; a brave man, cour age ; a dram-drinker, drain-age ; a joker, badin-age ; a musician, band-age ; a slave owner, bond-age ; a laborer, oott-age ; i Scotchman, porr-age, and two silly fools, marriage. " I never go to church," said au irrever ent man to a pious lady: !" I always spend Sunday in settling accounts." " There is another day," said the lady, 14 that will be spent in the same way." 41 What day ?" asked the man. 44 The day of judgment," was the solemn reply. tWSlander is more accumulative than a snowball. It is like a salad, which every one will season to his own taste or tho taste of those to whom be offers It. ST. ELMO HOTEL, (FORMERLY "THE UNION,") JOS. M. FEWER, .'. Proprietor, 817 &' 810 ' ARCH STREET, . PHILADELPHIA. Terms, 92.60 Per Day. THE RT. Kt.MO Is centrally located and has been re ntted and refurnished, so that It will be found as comfortable and pleasant a shipping: place as there Is In Philadelphia. u i Farmers Take Notice, rjriHE subscriber offers for Sale TIIitESIIING MACHINES. JACKS and HOESE ...,, , ; POWEH, . , .y ,i ,-.( With Tumbling Shaft, and Side-Gearing, Warrant ed to give satisfaction in sliced y and perfect threshing, light draft and durability, on reasona ble terms. Also 1 O U G II H l Of, Superior Make, " , ., ' , COltN SHEIXEKS, KETTLES. , STOVES. SCOOI'S AND ALL CASTINGS, mado at a country Foundry. Also, A GOOD MILL BCKEW, In excellent order, for sale at a low rate. I refer those wishing to buy to John Adams, Samuel Khuman, John lloden, ltoss Ilench, at Ickesburg. Jacob Shoemaker & Son, Elliotts burgs Thomas Morrow, Loysvllle; John Fllcklng er. Jacob Flicklnum'. Centra. K'.mi:t er, Jacob Flicklnger, Centre. 62013 . , , SAMUEL LIGGETT. Ickcsburg, May 14. 1872. Netv Millinery Goods A.t IVe-wport, I'n. In EG to Inform the public that 1 have just re turned from Philadelphia, with a full assort ment of the latest styles of MILLINERY GOODS, ' .' ' ' HATS AND BONNETS. KIB1HJNS, FUENC1I FLOWERS FEATHERS, CHIGNONS, LACE CAPES. MOTIONS, And all articles usually found In a first-class Mil linery Establishment. All orders promptly at tended to. - We will sell all goods as Cheap as can be got elsewhere. DRESS-MAKING done to ordar and In the la test style, as I gut the latest Fashions from New York every month. Gollerlng done to order, In all widths. I will warrant all my work to give sat isfaction. All work done as low as possible. ANNIE ICKES, Cherry Street, near the Station, Newport, Ta. S16 13 CARLISLE CARRLAGE FACTORY. A. B. SIIERK has a large lot of second-hand work on z&PWJU hand, which he will sell cheap lu order 6Ss&. to make room for uew work, FOR THE SPRING TRADE. He has. also, the best lot of NEW WORK ON HAND. You can always see different styles. The material Is not in question any more, for it Is the liest used. If you want satisfaction In style, quality and price, go to this shop before purchasing elsewhere. There Is no llrm that has a uetter Trade, or sells more In Cumberland and Perry counties. REPAIRING AND PAINTING promptly attended to. Factory Corner of South auu i lit aueeis, 3 dp CARLISLE, PA. l'KllKY COUXTY Heal Estate, Insurance, CLAIM AGENCY. LEWIS POTTER & CO., Ileal Estate Brokers, Insurance, Claim Agent xYe-w Ulooniflell, Pa. WE INVITE the attention of buyers and sell ers to the advantages we oiler them iu pur chasing or disposing of real estate through our of. nee. we have a very large llstof desirab rrooertv. consisting of farms, town property, mills, store and tavern stands, and real estate of any descrip tion which we are prepared to oiler at great bar- fialns. We advertise our property very extensive y, and use all our elforts, skill, and dllllgence to effect a sale. We make no charges unless the proierty Is sold while registered with us. We also draw nil deeds, bonds, mortgages, andall legal pa pers at numeral" rules. nome 01 me ueni, cneniwnt, una niosi renaoio lire, life, ami cattle Insurance companies In the United Stales are represented at tills agency. Prouertv insured either on the cash or mutual plan, and peretually at 14 and IS per thousand. Pensions, bounties, and all kinds of war claims collected. There are thousands of soldiers and heirs of soldiers who are entitled to pensions and bounty, who have never made application. Sol diers, if you were wounded, ruptured, orcontraot ed a disease In the service from which you are dis abled, you are entitled to a pension. When widows of soldiers die or marry, the minor children are entitled to the pension. Parties having any business to transact In our line, are roseetfully Invited to give us a call, as we are coiilideut we can render satisfaction lu any branch of our business. No charge fur Information. 4 20 ly LEWIS POTTER CO. JOBINSON HOUSE, (Formerly kept by Woodruff and Turbett,) Mu Bloomfleld, Pnry County, Jo. AMOS ROBINSON, Proprietor. This well known 'and pleasantly located hotel has been leased for a number of years by the pres. eutproprletor.aiid he will spare no pains to aecoin module his guests. The rooms are comfortable, the table well furnished with the best lu the mar ket, and the bar stiwked with choice liquors. A careful and attentive hostler will be In attendance. A good livery stable will be kept by the proprietor April 8. 1871. tf IOCIIMAtf'S Writing- JFluici ! THIS FLUID It warranted EQUAL to Arnold's, and It sold at much less price. The money will be refunded to those buying It, II it does not provs entirely satisfactory. For sale by X. Mortimer, New Bloomfleld. UILLSR ft BLDKR, Bole Agents, 430 Market Btroet, 2D0S1 rblladelpula.
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