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THE WELSSMAN'S GOAT.
A thoughtless Welshman, with a thirsty throat
Ho goes the tale possessed a favorite gnat
Who follow'd him, when once to play the sot
He sought the tap-room and the foamy pot.
Be gave her drink, when, by the cheerful blaze,
Strangely forgetting all her sober ways.
She reel'd about and roll'd upon the floor 1
As never goat had roll'd about before.
The giggling topers so enjoyed the sight
That they would have the fun another night
The Welshman took her, but the goat, alas t
The portal of the pothouse would not pass.
Her master uselessly tried every mode,
Though pats and punches freely were bestow'd.
The landlord strove, and did his best, they say,
But all In vain, for Nanny won the day t
Cuffing and coaxing, both alike she bore.
Nor eould they get her through the pothouse door.
The wondering Welshman, now no longer blind,
Ponder'd the thing a moment In his mind.
Then prudently adopted, In the end, '
The wise example of his shaggy friend.
Forsook the pothouse, and reform'd his plan,
And from that hour became a sober man.
Ye drunkards, all, this prudent lesson follow, '
Or own, in sense, a goat has beat you hollow.
Our Hired Girl.
WE were nearly worked to death when
Ellen Informed us that she would
stay no longer where all the "trundle bed
trash" took it upon themselves to " boss
her around." ,
So, though I assured her I'd let mother do
the ordering, ahe gathered up ber dry goods
nd her dignity, and departed.
' What wag to become of ua ? Grace was
to be married in just three weeks, and suoh
a confusion of silks and muslins, lace and
flowers, purple and fine linen as there was
in the room up stairs, you never saw.
So much to be done in the way of sewing,
to say nothing of the baking for the wed
ding supper, (for . Grace had , pretty fine
ideas how she wanted things done,) and no
one to do it but mother and I. . ' '
" Well," said brother Willie, I suppose
it '11 be my fate to start off in search of an
other girl, though where to go I've not the
remotest idea. This section of country has
been pretty well scoured, and a girl who is
not too "stuck up" to work out is hard to
be found." 1 ' '' '
" If that is the case what is the use of
trying !" said mamma, " I guess you and I
can get along, Flora."
" No, said I, you'll be down sick, and
it's bad enough to have Grace go and leave
us, without having you kill yourself."' ,
V I'm not going to kill myself," said
Grace quickly ; you speak as though I
were. But why doa't you advertise for a
girl?"
" Capital )" said I, tunning for writiug
material. , " Here goes, and I hastily pro.
duoed the following ; .
WANTED. A girl to do general housework
In a private family In the country. One not
too fine to be bossed preferred. Apply at
Gasette Olllce. ; '
Will and papa had quite a laugh when I
asked tliem to take the advertisemeat to
town and make arrangements to bring the
girl ( whom I was sure was in existence
aomowhere, and would answer,) out to our
house as soon as she called at the office. . ,
" You'll, have' the pleasure of seeing
something of your own composition iu the
newspaper for your pains, and that is all,
you may be sure," said papa.
But I had great faith In the success of
my venture. This was Monday ; the paper
was Issued on Friday, and there stood the
advertisement that was to bring us a "per
fect jewel of a girl.' ,. .,, , ,
The next Monday morning mamma bad
a sick headache, and while I was busy over
the wash tub Iu the kttcheu, singing " Put
Me in My Little Bed, (being the moat look-
adaialcal thing I could think of,) a buggy
drove to the door, and a neatly dressed
young lady came la and informed me that
she had seen our advertisement in the
Paper.aud would like the situation if agree
AN INDEPENDENT FAMILY
New Bloomfield, Pa., Tuesday,
able to us. Her qaiet dignity quite upset
me. I was not propared for this. ... .,
A tall, slender girl, with a delicate pink,
sea-shell complexion,such masses of golden-blonde
hair, and, strange to say, large
black eyes, shaded by lashes and brows.
There was the unmistakeable air of a lady
about her, and I wondered if I should ever
want or dare to "boBs" her. . ' ' ' ,
I concluded the services would be agree
able, so I showed her to her room, and
the hired man carried up her trunk. "'
In five minutes she came down, attired
in a neat brown calioo dress, with a pretty
cambric ruffle on hsr neck, and announced
herself ready to begin operations. I won
dered if those slender white hands knew
how to do any thing, but I was not very
long after in doubt. ' All that day, Louise
Hale and I worked together, now in the
kitchen, now hanging up clothes, now in
the dining-room, and finally, in the after
noon toilets, sewing in the cool north cliam
bers, with Grace. We talked of nothing
but our work, and though she seemed will
ing to do anything that was to be done, she
made no pretensions of being over-axious
to make herself useful. I was astonished
at the ease and deftness with whioh she
turned off the work, i .
" How do you suppose she could ever be
at such work t" said Willie. " I never
was more taken back when I saw this hand
some creature mashing potatoes when I
came Into dinner.
" Well," said Grace, " it is a myBtery to
me."
" I believe I'd lock my door to-night,"
said Will teaslngly. He always laughs at
our cowardice about strangers in the house.
-We were standing atfee garden gate
under the weeDinir willow. Grace and Will
and I, feeling a little sad at the thoucht of
, . . -
oewg so soon separated.
I had been feeling half angry at Leslie
Clare for coming and taking away our dar
ling, but, to-night, as I saw her in the pale
moonlight looking so sweet and nrettv. I
should have been more angry with him If
ne nad not loved her and wanted to carry
her off.
I turned from her beautv to iro into the
house, and there on the urter ciazza stood
the "hired girl," her arm embracing the
pillar, her side face turned to us; the sweet
smile curled her full red 11ns. and she seem
ed thinking of something very pleasant and
amusing.
" She has never come here from naceasl.
ty ; she has come from choice, and with
some deep reason," said Grace impres
sively. 1 ' .
" For two dollars a ' week. I imagine."
said Willie as we stepped into the house.
The wedding preparation went on swim
mingly now. Mamma recovered from her
headache. Louise took entire charge of
tne kitchen and dining-room, aDd iuvariably
helped us with the sewinir in the loner fW.
" 9
noons. Blie was invaluable girl.
One afternoon Leslie came over and
brought the "Innocents Abroad." then
just out, and read aloud to ns as we sewed.
Alter tea we returned to work and the
book, with which we were delighted.
The sun went down in splendor. The
book and the work were final I v laid aside.
V j
and we found ourselves in one of those
long talks about books and authors we
always enjoy so much. .
A slight disagreement ' arose about the
author of a certain work. I was onnosed
to Leslie and Grace, who always agreed.
In despair I called upon Louise, savin? :
"You think as I do. don't sou Louise?"
not having the remotest idea she knew
anytuing aoout the matter. i
"Yes," she made answer quietly, and
theu went on to give proofs of the correct
ness of our position so strong that Grace
and Leslie were obliged to come over to
our belief. "';' '
, Long, long we sat there in the twilight.
I never heard any one talk so fluently
and so delightfully as did Louise that
night. . r.. . , i- :
How much she had read What racy,
spicy criticisms she made of t'lis and that
I longed to ask her where she had read
so much, but feared I might force ' her to
disclose something she wished to keep
secret, and so I forcbore. ' ,
, Guests from a disteuoe began to arrive )
among them wss cousin Charlie Hazel from
New York. Grace bad spvnt the last sum.
mer In his native town, and had given me
rare accounts of his manly beauty, his U.1. j
ents and fascination.- I was prepared for a
great flirt, and had a sort of nervous dread
of hi m. lie can, ' lie wa handsome, tall
and dark and slender, with a haughty, or
rather earnest way of looking at one as
though ba bad read one's - thoughts. At i
times however, be was so gay and briliant
that I lost my horror of him, and we grew
very cousinly.
Ho remarked Louise's beauty to me one
day, but did not seem to notice her again
for some days.
Belle Raymond, one of Grace's brides
maids, was all admiration for Charlie, and
one day asked me if I was not sorry he
was my cousin. , i :
I was very obtuse, could not understand
her meaning. ' ,
I took Belle's arm, and walking straight
np to Charlie, said : " Belle thinks I ought
to be sorry you are my cousin. Can you
imagine any reason why I should wish you
less near than a cousin?" '
Whatever possessed me to say such
words ? He looked her searchingly in the
faoe until the rich color came to ber clear
olive check, and her gay eyes fell to the
floor. ,' . '" . ...
,. . Then turning to me, he said : "Among
my relatives I number my best, almost my
only, friends, and I am glad to find in you,
also, both a cousin and a friend."
Was this tho flirt -1 had been warned
against? ; '' '''
" He is too brothel ly to be much of a
trifler," thought I, "But Belle," said I
confidentially : " I am afraid of him ; be
means mischief."
The wedding came off gloriously. Grace
wore white tarleton and orange blossoms,
and looked too sweet for anything, little
Lilliesaid. .
The house was full of company for near
ly a week, and Louisa did everything, and
locked so beautiful that' people asked in
astonishment, " Who she could be ? I could
only tell them she was our hired girl."
The day after the wedding we all went
to the depot to see the young couple off,
and loft Louisa to care for the house.
We returned in the twilight, and as we
rode slowly up to the door, the sound of
music came softly from the open parlor
windows. Willie drew up the reins and
we listened eagerly, ' '.
A gay, cheerful song, sweet and clear as
the notes of a bird. Now, np, up, then
fluttering down softly as if satisfied with
its flight, and going to rest. We were un
heard by the singer as we alighted, and we
walked straight into the parlor to see the
bird." ' , ; ' ' '
" Why Louisa," I cried, " why did you
never tell us you sang so sweetly? Yon
might have entertained us so often had we
known it." '
, " I believe that your advertisement only
specified that I should have no seruples
about being 'bossed,' I did not suppose
you cared to have me inform you of my ac
complishments." " Come,'! said Willie, " your'candle has
been under a bushel long enough. - Now
let it shine for our enlightment."
" Sing us ' another, please do," and
Charlie advanced as he spoke to the piano,
and gracefully urged her to be re-seated.
" Would you not be after bavin' some
tay, gintlemen, afther yer long, exhaustin'
drive," said Lousa, gaily, in true biddy
fashion, by way of excuse from singing.
" We have bad tea at the Ells', I thank
you, Miss O'Flaherty," answered Willie,
and nothing will appease us but music .
So Lousa sang, Willie eat by and
drank in every word. Charlie turned the
music for her, as she sang some of my
pieces, and, at ber request, added a bass to
some of the choruses. : , , , . , ,
Willie grew uncomfortable as he heard
how beautifully their rolces mingled in the
songs, and, coming over to me, by the win
dow, said, confidentially : -:
Why on earth oan't I sing, Flo ?"
"So you might help Louisa V said I,
He colored a little, and I, all admiration
for Louisa, exclaimed l
" Isn't she splendid ? perfectly fascina
ting I but don't know what to make of it"
They werejoloaing . the piano. Louisa
was a trifle flushed. Charlie Invited her
on the porch for a promenade, but she gra
ciously declined, and soon retired. Next
day, by tacit agreement,. Louisa stood on
a different footing. Beautiful, accomplish
ed, educated, why should she not be treat
ed as our equal ? But who was she ? That
was the only thing we were, In doubt
about Something restrained me from
asking anything concerning her past life.
In the twilight, I saw Willie ask , her to
take a ride. 6he said she would go if I
went. So It was decidod to take the doub
ble carriage, and invite Charlie to accom
pany us. What a delightful tide ! Down by
the Uttie falls in the river we stopped, and
Louisa, leaning out a little from the front
seat, sang a merry water song, full of rip
ples and trills and cascades of melody. So
NEWSPAPER.
December O, 1873.
the summer passed along. ' . One day
in September, Louisa received si letter
the first since she hod been with ns. She
came, and told me she must leave us.
" No, no," said I " we can never do with
out you." " Who says you must go ?"
"Fate, and my guardian," she answered
sadly. "I am sorry, for I have been very
happy here."
Even then I dared not ask a single ques
tion about herself. Another week, and
she must go to Southing, she told me, a
little town, about a hundred miles distant.
"That is something definite at last,"
thought I. The boys and Louisa got along
splendidly, and , I never could imagine
which one she preferred. She seemed so
impartial and sisterly toward them both,
that no one would Imagine she had any
particular feeling for either, but ' our folks'
saw, with some misgiving, that both the
boys were wonderfully attracted by the
hired girl. The last night I saw Charlie
ask Louisa for one promenade in tho gar
den. As they passed into a little side ar
bor, I saw his arm encircle her waist. Just
then Willie came up the walk looking
quito white. Poor brother Willie I Late
in the evening they came in. I heard
them come up the stairs, heard Charlie
pass into his room. . Louisa came to my
door, and knocked. I arose, and admitted
her. A bright, rleep color was in her
cheeks, and her eyes showed a new, strange
feeling. I waited for her to speak.
- " Flora, you can perhaps tell the cause
when I tell you I'm happier to-night than
I've ever been b efore." l
"Isn't it Charley?" said I,
" Yes," she said ; " and, sinoe you w ill
not auk me, I will volunteer to tell you
why I am here this summer. ' Mr. Far-
rington, my guardian, did not agree per
fectly as to my mode of spending my time.
He objected to four ' hours daily at the
piano, two or three in dress or promenade,
and the remainder in eating, sleeping, and
reading. He told me I was a good-for-
nothing," and that he would never let me
travel ' (that was the chief desire of my
life) until I knew all about housekeeping.
I asked permission to have six months'
time to go anywhere I pleased within one
hundred miles, with one hundred dollars
In my pocket, and he to make no inquiries
concerning me. He finally gave permis
sion. I went to the house of an old school
mate, and learned to do housework, and,
one day, seeing your advertisement, took a
wild notion to answer, and you know the
rest. Mr. Farrlngton ferreted me out, or
I should not be leaving to-morrow, just as
the threshers are upon you."
Very long we talked that night of past,
present and the brightly dawning future.
Next day , Mr. Farrington came, and we
persuaded bim to let Louisa stay, ' and be
married here at Christmas. So we got
Ellen to come back and be . .' bossed,' while
Louisa and I held high carnival among the
dry goods. Dear little Belle Baymend
came and helped us, and Willie seemed to
find her wonderfully attractive. The wed
ding occurred at Christmas, and Charlie
took our ' hired girl' away to New York,
and I've not seen her since.
Willie and Belle are behaving splendidly
I don't know what will come of it ; but
Belle is a dear, sweet girl, if Will is my
ouly brother.
The Mystery Concerning Captain Hall's
. vealn.
It is known that during his former so-
journ In the Arctio regions, Captain Hall
shot one of bis crew for alleged insubordi
nation, and bad not the killed man been an
American citizen, the British authorities
would 1 have acted in the matter. The
shooting was reported to our Government,
and upon inquiry it was found that the act
of Captain Hall was justifiable under the
circumstances. A story is now started
that the friends of the mutiueer secretly
enlisted n the last expedition, and were in
some way instrumental in bringing about
Captain Hall's death without any one
knowing exactly how it was done.
HTA coroner's jury, impanneled to
ascertain the cause of the death of a no
torious drunkard, brought in a verdict of
"Death by hanging around a rum shoo."
In California a coroner's jury, under simi
lar circumstances, rendered a more cour
teous verdict: "Accidental death while
unpacking a glass." , ."
OS1 A sow-westerly wind whisked a ten
dollar greeubaok from Will Chapman's
pocket at Iowa Falls, Iowa. He was feed
ing a prise sow at the time, and she soused
the valuable bit of paper down her gullet
iu two seconds.
( 7S Cents for 0 Months f
40 Cta. for 3 months.
TVo. 49.
. reek's Experience with a Coal Store.
WE never had a coal stove about the
house until last Saturday; have
always burned pine slabs and pieces of our
neighbor's fence. They burn well, too,
but the fence got all burned up, and the
neighbor said he wouldn't build a new one,
so we went down to Jones's and got a coal
stove. It is called the . " Radiant Home,"
and any man who says we didn't have a
radiant home at our house for about four
hours last Saturday night, is a Liberal
Republican and a villain.
Yon see we didn't know anything about
coal stoves. We filled the Radiant Home
about half full of pine fence, and when the
stuff had got well to going we filled the
artesian well on top with coal, It simmer
ed and sputtered about five or ten minutes,
and all went out, we put on an overcoat
and a pair of buckskin mittens, and " went
out," to supper. We remarked, in tho
course of the frugal meal, that Jones was
a "fraud" for recommending such a con
founded refrigerator to a man to get warm
by. After supper we took a piece of ice
and rubbed our hands warm, and went In
where the stove was, resolved to make her
draw and burn If it took all tho pine fence
in the First ward. '
Our bettor half threw a quilt over her,
and shiveringly remarked that she never
knew what real comfort was until she got
a coal stove. Stung by the sarcasm in' her
remark, we turned every dingus in the
stove that was movable, or looked like it
had anything to do with the draught, and
pretty soon the Radiant Home began to
heave up heat It was not long before she
stuttered like the new Stlsby steamer.
Talk about your heat I In ten minutes,
that room was as much worse than a Turk,
ish bath as Hades is hotter than Livermkn'a.
ioe-house. Tho perspiration fairly fried
out of a tin water cooler in the next room
We opened the doors, and the snow
began to melt as far up Vine street as Hans
combe's bouse, and 'people all around the
neighborhood put on linen clothes,' And
we couldn't stop the confounded thing! Wo
forgot what Jones told us about the damp,
ers, and she just kept a biling. The only
thing we could do was to go to bed, and
leave the thing to burn the house if it
wanted to. We stood off with a nolo, and
turned the damper every way, and at every
turn she just sent out heat enough to roast
noi, , ' . ,.
We went to bed supposing that the coal
would eventually burn out but about 13
o'clock the whole family bad to get up and
sic on the fence. Finally a man came along
tores, and he put a wet blanket over him,
and went to the itove and turned the proper
O " ' w.., mil DIHUV lUttU
time has been Just as comfortable as possi-
ui.. n you ouy a coai stove you want to
learn how to enf?lnAr it- nr vm.
O - , KW
roasted. . .., "
. A Hero of the Southwest.
Horace P. Jones is a notable character in
the Southwest ' He la at present official in
terpreter at Fort Bill. Through him t.h.
officers of tho Government at that post hold
intercourse with the wild tribes of the
plains. Perhaps no man livlnir has a mnm
thorough knowledge of the language of the
iomancnes man is possessed by Mr. Jones.
Mr. Jones was present at the massacre at
Old Fort Cobb, In 1801, where he made a
very narrow escape from sharing the fate of
many others who bled on that occasion.
During these troublous times Mr. Jones
passed through some terrible experiences.
On one occasion be found himself
surrounded by a band of some twenty-five
savages, witn levelled rifles, aimed directly
at him. The night was dark and gloomy.
There was but an Instant for thought, and
that Instant was Improved by the Imperilled
hero to extricate himself from his perilous
position. Quick as thought, he drourjed
upon the grass among the brushwood, and
propelled himself serpent-like under the
bushes. This action for a moment rilftraiti.
oerted bis would-be murdorers, and taking
advantage of the confusion, be managed to
crawl under the brush until the opportuni
ty to rise, presented itself, when, suddenly
springing to his feet with the swiftness of
an alarmed deer, be fled, and succeeded in
eiuaing pursuit. On another occasion he
was pursued by four well -armed Tniliana.
The chanoes of escape seemed small, but
Jones was never known to lose bis presence
of mind in the face of damrer. Takinir his
chances, he received a round from his pur-
suers without harm, and then shot one,
reached a ravine skirted by timber, and
soon the only live Indian of the party was
rapidly on his way back to disclose to the
band to which he belonged to the fate of
his three comrades.