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Gtljc Whites, Ntt) Bloomficlu, f)(i.
.when we come to death and judgment.
God bless you, and forgive me." .
He was gone before she could answer
him, and she heard him saying good-by to
her husband In the yard. Was she never
to see that handsome, loving face again in
all time? never to hear again that voice
which had spoken to her words of such
strong tenderness? Was it her destiny to
go on in the old, cold life, till she was an
old, old woman? Why, she might live to
be eighty people (lid sometimes, and Bhe
was only eighteen nowl The late July was
warm and bright out of doors, but she felt
strangely cold. She got a Bhawl and wrap
pod herself In it, and then some idlo tears,
of which sift was hardly conscious, fell, till
they had somehow eased by a little her
. woe. 1 '.' .
Mr. Hannaford was wise enough to stay
awny from her all the afternoon. Before
tea she tried to make herself fresh and
bright for him. She would not half do her
duty. '
When the meal was over, she saw with
surprise that her husband's favorite fast
horse and light wagon stood in front of the
gate. .:.'
"Will you go over to Danbury with
me ?" lie asked, following the direction of
her eyes. !
" Can you get away ? I thought at this
time of the day you were always so bnsy."
" Yes, but the busiest daya are over.
The hay crop is almost all in. The rest can
get Along with the work without me, and
I should like to see a little more of my
wife, now that I have her all to myself
again."
She tripped up-stairs for her shawl and
hor turban hat, fooling more light of heart
than she would have believed, two hours
ago, could be possible.
Have I made you understand aright, I won
der, this little woman's not an uncommon
type of character ? If she had had a strong
er and deeper individuality, she would have
been less easy to content. Now she asked
only for enough love. She had a nature
which needed summer days and sunshine
lips ripe for kisses ; fond, smiling eyes ;
clinging fingers. ' Love, per te, was more to
her than any particular lover ; and, as she
said, she had loved her hnsband first. But
love she must have, or life to her was ut
terly without hope or savor. She had in
tolled enough to understand Waring's
tastes ; but intellect was not her specialty.
She had little originality, and could never
make of her mind a kingdom. But she
was pure and sweet, with a native-born
conscientiousness which would be likely tJb
cany her safely through places which
might have been full of peril for far strong.
er women ; and a capacity for self-devotion,
if she could only be loved tenderly
enough to call it forth, which in itself was
infinite. ' .
She remembered how sad Waring might
be at this liour, and felt herself an unfeel
ing monster because her heart was growing
so glad, as she bowled along by her hus
band's side over the pleasant ' country
roads, with the sunset light upon the fair
new-mown fields, and the. clouds opening
gates of flame into the celestial kingdom.
When they reached home at lost, after
moon and stars had risen, her husband
lifted hor out, and held her a moment in
his arms while he kissed her. : She felt her
self bl ashing like a girl. As for him, in
this strife to win hor heart anew there was
more of excitement and endeavor than he
bad ever known in the easy days when he
was her lover. Having felt himself near
losing her, he began to understand how
much keeping her was worth his while.
. She went in-doors quite at fault about
herself. Whom, then, did she love? Could
it be that she was so weak as to be con.
slant only to what was present? Had Hugh
Waring's strong tenderness taken such
slight bold on her light nature that she
could 13 happy with . another on the very
day be had gone away sorrowful? Then
she reflected that this other was her hus
band, in whom only her happiness ought to
he. What then ? She would not think
out her puzzle. Instead, with hope young
again in her heart, she made her hair
smooth, her dress tasteful, and went down.
.Htairs to sit in the moonlight beside the
roan from whose coldness, only last night,
she had been tempted to nee away.
. Do not ask me for a running commen
tary on my story. I show you a woman as
she was. If you cannot comprehend her,
or acoount for her moods, be sure that you
are no worse off than she was, for she did
not at all comprehend herself.
For few days, hor husband's newly
born devotion made her happy. Then a
reaction came over her, and she was wretch
ed. The better satisfied she became with
him, the more dissatisfied she was with her
self, Not a caress did he give her, that she
did not think" Would he do this, and
this, if he knew how near I had come lov
ing some one else ?' She grew at last to
shrink secretly from every demonstration
of his love ; and he, watching her keenly,
felt that somehow die past was raising a
barrier between them, and wondered sadly
if his best endeavors were to fail, and this
wife of his heart was never again to be ful
ly and freely bis own.
. As for her, she grew thin and pale. Her
bright lips were bright no longer, ber eyes
had dark rings under them. Night after
night she lny awake and thought, and
thought, coming always to the same con
elusion she had no right to his love until
he knew all ; and f he knew all, he him
self would withdraw it from hor. : She was
not ready to' trust him, because he had
been so old for bis years, so fixed in his
ways, so unimpassionod, during all the first
months of their married life, that she could
not believe it would be in his power either
to understand or to forgive her. So she
went on, bearing her burden through slow
days and silent nights, until the anniver
sary of her wedding-day came round.? ;
Through the day, her uncle and his wifo,
and a few other friends, were with them.
The little festival was of the husband's
planning, and the wife felt that in barely
living through it, in hearing and answering
congratulations upon her happy fate, she
had gone to the uttermost limit of her en
durance. The guests wondered at this
white, still wraith, this unwifelike bride,
this woman whom a single year seemed to
have turned to stone. Joseph Hannaford's
heart sank within him. Was nothing,
then, left for him but to plant rosemary
over the grave of his hopes ? How thank
ful he was when the last guest was gone.
He came then and stood beside his wife,
and drew a ring from his pocket.
" I don't know that yon will care for it
now," ho said ; "but I got this ring to
give you as the token of a new bridal. If
you oould love me to-day as well as you did
one year ago, I think I could make you
happier, for I understand better what love
means to women."
She drew away the hand he had taken.
A brilliant color flamed in her cheeks,
and her heart throbbed chokingly, but a
courage which was half desperation shone
from her eyes. She spoke passionately.
" You must not put that ring on ; you
must never say one tendor, loving word to
me again until you know me just as I am."
Then, told clearly, steadily, unfaltering
ly, without reserve or concealment, her
story came. It was the story of her whole
married life ; her disappointment because
he did not love her enough ; her patient
little endeavors to ploaso him, which boro
no fruit ; then Hugh Waring's interest and
tenderness ; and, last of all, his love, and
the strong temptation it was to her. And
then she cried, almost with a sob "It has
nearly killed me to have you so good and
kind as you have been lately. Every fond
word or deed has pierced me like a knife,
for I have thought how different you would
be if you knew it all. And the more I lov
ed you, the more wretched I was."
He took ber close into his arms, in a
clasp which meant peace, and pardon, and,
above all, love. He bent over her, and
said fondly" Dear, I did know it all,
ever sinoe the night before Waring left,
and it never turned me from you for a
single hour. I blame myself too much to
blame you."
She felt as if her heart, which she had
been breaking with woe before, would
burst how with rapture.
"Joe," she oried, "you are divine 1"
No, dear, very human ; but I love you.
Are you ready to wear my pledge ?"
So, in the gathering darkness, he slipped
his ring upon her finger, and in the joy of
a new bridal they two were make one.
The next day she wrote two lines, which
she sent to an address Hugh Waring had
given her, the direction of his New York
bankers :
" Mr. Waring I am, and always shall
be, your faithful friend ; but I low my bus
band." The Champion Liar.
Do you know Tom 1) ? Well he
livos down by us in the town of Danville,
and is counted by all persons, far and near,
as the greatest liar "out of jail." He was
a great hand for stories, and always had
one ready, which of course, no person be
lieved. ' One evening a few of us were seat
ed by the Btove in the bar of the tavern,
when the door opened and Tom entered.
Of course we all pressed him to tell us a
yarn.
"But, boys," said be, "I don't know
any."
"Yes you do."
We told him to give us a yarn, and he
should have a drink of what he called
" White eye." So he began :
" When I was at home, I found a cat one
evening down by the road, and took it up to
the house to keep. And tueh a cat 1 . It
would go round the bouse me-you me-yoa,'
until the old woman said I should drown
it.
" So one morning I caught Tommy and
took him to the creek, and tossed him in.
Without waiting to see the result, I star
ted home. Next morning, on getting up, I
beheld Mr. Tommy seated on the porch,
just starting bis infernal 'me-you.' I grab
bed him before he could run, and taking
him to the creek, tossed him in. After
watching for a while I went home, thinking
I had sent the cat to "kingdom come."
Next morning the first thing I saw was the
cat seated on the porch, making the air re
sound with bis noise. I took him, picked
np the hatchet, and proceeded to the creek.
Arriving there, I cut off his head and threw
both parts into the water. I then went
home, fully convinced that Mr. Tommy
would not trouble us any moro ; but may I
be blest, next morning If he wasn't seated
on the porch with his head in hie mouth !"
Deaf Man in a Sleeping Car.
WE find the " sleeper,", as the Pull
man is technically called, a rare
place for the study of ecoentrlo human na
ture. It is seldom that we pass a night in
one that something does not turn up worth
recording. On this occasion we had a deaf
man who called forth all the exertions of
the conductor, assisted by the passengers,
to keep him to his place, He was a tall,
muscular man, with a prominent broad
chin and hard face, who had parted with
his hearing, but retained his indomitable
will. . Deaf people are not generally amia
ble. ' A blind man can be counted on as
jolly ; but to lose ono's hearing is to lose
one's temper ; and so it was not only dif
ficult to sot this pest of a man straight, but
it was confoundedly unpleasant. Added to
this, he persisted in talking. Now, ' con
versation is not like Hudibras horse, that
required but one spur, upon the recognized
fact that if one side went the other had
to go also.
" I can't make out from this ticket," he
bawled, as all deaf people bawl, " where I
belong."
" Why, boss, dis ticket calls for No, 5,
Upper berth."
" Speak louder ; I'm a little hard of
hearing."
The amiable steward put his large mouth
to the man's ear and shouted, " No. 5, up
per berth I"
" I didn't hear a d d word you are say
ing 1" was the mild reply; "hero, write
it."
The steward took the card and made a
" 5," and pointed to the place.
" All right, make it np ; "I'm tired !"
The section was accordingly made up,
when old Deaf-as-a-post, divesting himself
of his boots, rolled into the lower berth.
" Hallo, boss 1" said the steward, " dat
won't do ; you's de upper berth !"
"Tickets?" queried the deaf man,
fumbling in his pockets.
" What de debble is I to do wid dis olo
man?" asked the poor fellow in despair.
" Let me try him," said a slender in.
dividual, who looked at the world through
a pair of glasses ; " I understand the deaf-and-dumb
alphabet," and so saying, he
tapped the perverse man on the shoulder
and motioned him to sit up. This being
complied with, he began gesticulating with
his hands and arms in the liveliest manner,
as he sat opposite the amazed gentleman
" D n it 1" he roared, " what are you
poking your fingers in my countenance for,
eh ?" and looking up he saw the gathered
passengers griuning, as if greatly amused.
He fell into a violent fit of rage, and, sud
denly drawing back, hit the alphabet man
on the nose, flattening the useful article,
and not only mashing his glasses, but send
ing him " to grass," to use the pugilistio
phrase. The instructor of mutes picked
himself up and retreated, feeling for his
head, as if under the impression that it had
been knocked off. We are ashamed to
write it' but we, In common with the other
passengers, laughed long and loud at this.
Afterward came a long intercourse in
writing on one side and profano language
on the other, between the conductor and
the deaf man. It was interrupted by the
owner of the lower berth foregoing his
right, saying he would rather sleep above
that fighting character than under him.
The next morning, after we had been
roused out to get off at this place, the stew.
ard shook the deaf man.
"Time to get up, boss, ef you want to
git off at Oakland," he said, mechanically
The man solemnly came to a sitting post
tion and looked at his watch.
" Two o'clock," he said, "then I have
an hour to sleep," and so he laid down
again. Again the boy shook him.
" Look here, you scoundrel I' he roared
" if you disturb me again I'll kick you up
and down this car !"
" Oh 1 berry well, sleep ef you wants
to !"
; And so. we left at Oakland, with the deaf
man sleeping the sleep of innocence and
peace.
CP" Good news don't operate on all peo
ple the same way, any more than patent
medicine does. A Chicago man lately re
ceived a telegram from his wife in Europe,
saying that she bad given birth to a daugh
tor. He felt so good about it that he order
ed the baker to distribute five hundred
loaves of bread to the poor each day for
ten days. A man in this county went home
the other night, and was met at the door
by the nurse, who informed him that his
wife had given birth to a pair of girls, and
instead of giving ordors for bread he simply
said some swear-talk, kicked the house dog
down stairs, and went off and got glori
ously drunk on account of it But, after
all, maybe he was affected differently from
the other man, because his wife wasn't in
Europe.
The "Boss" In the Pulpit.
A Rush township lumberman sold his
timber, bought a new suit of clothes and
brought the balance of the money home.
His wife persuaded him to go to church on
the following Sunday. At the close of
services, a strong appeal was made to raise
some missionary money, when the lumber
mau arose and said : " Here's fifty dollars
for the old boss behind the pulpit, but I'll
not give a cont to be took out of the
county."
A Bashful Man's Fxperlcnce.
CHARLIE JOHNSON is a first rate fel
low, only he's terribly bashful. He
called to see Miss Jones one night. He
never wouljl have been guilty of such an
act, had she not met him coming out of
church cornered him right up by the steps
where all the girls could see him and
made him promise to .come round the next
night before she's let him go. So the
following evening Charlie arrayed himself
like a lilly of the field, and started for the
Jones'. This happened last winter, ne
got there about eight o'clock. It was quite
dark. Charlie mounted the steps ; rang
the bell ; and then his courage failed him.
He cleared the six steps at one leap and
fled down the Btrcot. Bridget went to the
door. Nobody there. Old Jones hailed
Bridget and askod her who rung the bell.
1 Sure it's some of them lads that do be
ringing the bell every night, and thin run
away bad luck to thorn, at arl at arl P
' Once more to the breach, dear fi lends,'
was the soliloquy of Charlie, as he slowly
retraced his stepB. With -glad and gallant
tread did he re-ascend the front stoop and
blithely pulled the bell. But nimbly did
he again descend the steps and swiftly dis
appear up the street, reaching the quarter
post in less time than forty seconds.
Bridget at the door ; same result as be
fore. Bridget waxed wroth. And old
Jones vowed he'd fix that infernal whelp ;
so he got a piece of stout broom cord ; tied
one end of it to the iron railing on the
furthor side of the steps, about a foot high
er than the top step, then passed it through
a hole in the filigree work on the other side
of the steps at the same height ; brought
the end of the string through the blind of
the bay-window, thence into the parlor ;
afterwards be went out and slackened the
string so as to have it lay flat along the
step where nobody would notice it in com
ing up but where, if it were tightened
from within the house, after one bad gone
up the step, one would be somewhat apt to
'notice' it in going down, especially if one
were in a hurry. Then Mr. Jones sat down
in the parlor ; grasped the end of the string
and waited for the bell to ring. Bridget
not aware that the old gent had set a trap,
bad a 'little something' fixed up herself.
She repaired to the kitchen, to the boiling
tea-kettle from the range, meandered up
stairs with it, sat down by a window right
over the front door, and waited also for the
bell to ring. ,
The bell did ring
The old man pulled the string Bridget
emptied the kettle and Charlie well, it
didn't hurt Charlie much. That is to say
he was able in a couple of weeks to sit up
and have his bed made ; and inside of a
month he could get around very nicely on a
pair of crutches. To be sure six of his
tooth were never found, and his left cheek
looked as if he had run a knot-hole into it.
But he didn't mind such a little thing as
that. Still, he never seemed to care to go
down to Jones' after that, as a sort of cold.
ness, as it were, had sprung up between
them.
Now-a-days when Charlie wishes to ex.
perience the ecstatic delight of a call on
Miss Jones, be goes out and lays down in
front of his house and lets a hack run over
him ; it's just as much fun and not near so
far to go. He thinks that by the time he
can lot a full grown omnibus drive over the
bridge of his nose, without making him
wink, he'll be able to stand another whirl
down at the Jones' house.
tST Mr. James Brice, iu an article in
the Cornhill Magazine, doscribes Iceland in
a chilly way. He says there are no trees,
though apparently there were plonty in the
tenth century, when we hear of men
hiding among them and being hanged from
them. No corn is grown, nor any other
crop, except a few turnips aud potatoes
which taste only half ripe. The only wild
quadrupeds are the blue fox (who has
probably come, as the white bear now and
then does, on icefloes from Greenland), and
the reindeer the latter introducod about
a century ago, and still uncommon, rang.
ing over the desert mountains. There is
no town except the capital, a city of 1,800
people, no other place deserving to be call
ed even a village, unless it be the hamlet
of Akureyri, on the shore of the Artio
Ocean, witb some fifty houses ; no inns
(save one iu that village whose resources
consist of two beds, a single jug aud basin
and a billiard table) ; no bens, ducks or
geese (except wild geese) do pigs, no don.
keys, no roads, np carriages, no shops, no
manufactures, no dissenters from the es
tablished Lutheranism, no army, navy,
volunteers or other guardians of public
order, except one policeman in Reykjavik,
no criminals, only two lawyers, and finally,
no snakes. " What, then, is there?" asks
Mr. Brice, and replies, Snow mountains,
glaciers hot springs, volcanoes,eartbquakes,
northern-lights, caverns, morasses, and
above all deserts."
tW A painter, on being asked what be
mixed his colors with to give so fine an
effect, answered, " 1 mix them with
brains, sir." "Whose?" was the prompt
query in return.
Jjf There is a prejudice in human kind
against large ears. As the poet says :
"Man wants but little ear below, nor
wants that little long."
Professional Cards.
JK. JUNKIN. Attorney-at-Law,
New Bloomlteld, Perry eo., Pa.
Office Next door to the residence of Judder
Jmikln. : I . . i ; t!,it
AM. MARKEL, Attorney-at-Law,
. Npw Bloomllclrt, Perry cotihty, Ta.
-Office with Chan. A. Harnett, Esq., t'ntr
Square, adjoining Mortimer's Store.
-T EW1S POTTER, - ,
J
ATTOItNEY AT LAW,
NEW BLOOMFIELD, PERKY CO., FA.
Writings and ail legal business carefully attend
ed to. 2 vl .
AfUnlma nrnmntlv i.Aiira .-.a
JAMES H. FERGUSON, Attorney-at-Law,
NEWPORT, PA.
womco Market street, near the Square. 85 6
CHARLES II. SMILEY, Attorney at Law.
New Hloomlleld, Perry Co. Fa.
W-Ofllce with 0. A. Barnott. Esn.. next door
to Mortimer's store August 20, 1872
VITM. A. 8PONSLER, Attorney-at-Law,
TV Ofllce adjoining Ills residence, on East
Main street, New Bloointleld, Perry Co., Pa. 3 2 ly
CHAS. A. BARNETT, Attorney-at-Law,
New Bloointleld, Perry CO.. Pa.
5umce adjoining Mort:3ier' Store. 32 ly
JBAILY, Attorney at Law,
New Bloointleld, PerryCo., Pa.
-Ofltce opposite the Court House, and two
doors east of tfie Perry County Bank.
Refers to B. Mclutlre, Esq. June 27, 1871.
JOHN Q. S1IATTO, Burgeon Dentist.
NewBloomrteld.Perryco., Pa.
ah Kinas or Mecnanlcal and Surgical Dentistry
done in the best manner, and at reasonable
prices.
-Off!ce at his residence, one door East of the
Robinson House, aud opposite Wni. A. Sponsler's
nan uuiuu a ly
WM. M. BUTCH,
ATTORNEY-AT-LAW,
rew moomnem, rerryco., Fa.
WOfflce Two doors West of F. Mnrtlmxr
Store 8 7 ly
CHAS. J. T, McINTIRE, Attorney-at-Law,
New Hloomlleld, Perry co., Pa.
i" All professional business promptly audi alth
fully attended to. 8 2 lv.
"tTTM. N. 8E1BERT, Attorney-at-Law,
TV New Bloointleld, Perry CO., Ta.
Bloomneld,3331y.
LF.WIS POTTER, notabi public, New Bloom
field, Ferry Co., Pa.
Deeds, bonds, Mortgages and Leases carefully
prepared and acknowledgements taken. All
kinds of Pension and Bounty naDers drawn and
certified, will also take depositions to be retd In
any court mine united states. 7iuiy
"tTTM. A. MORRTSOX,
VY JUSTICE OK THE PEACE and GENERAL
COLLECTOR, NbwGkkmantown, Ferry co., Pa.
a-Remittances will be made promptly tor all
Collections made. 7 44
"YItLIAM M. BUTCH,
Justice of flie Peace,
AND GENERAL COLLECTOR,
New Bloomfleld, Perry County, Penn'a
Special attention paid to Collections of all
kinds. Deeds, Bonds, Mortgages and Agreements
eatlyn executed.
716tl
Auctioneer. The undersigned gives
notice that he will cry sales at any point In Ferry
or Daupin counties. Orders are solicited ana
prompt attention will be given.
J. D. WELLS,
New Buffalo,
Ferry co., Fa
HEAL ESTATE
At Private Sale.
The undersigned will sell at private sale his val
uable farm situate in Juniata township, Perry co..
Pa., adjoining lands of George Tizell, George
Ickes aud others, containing .
Ol ACRES,
of Red Slate land, about 75 Acres are cleared, and
In a high state of cultivation. The balance Is
well sot with timber.
The Improvements are a good two story Log
and Weatherboarded
DWELLING HOUSE,
LARGE BANK BARN,
TENANT HOUSE, CARRIAGE HOUSE, NEW
HOG FKN and WOOD HOUSE.
There is also a Well of Rood water near the
bonne.
There are also TWO GOOD APPLE ORCH
ARDS on this farm, with a variety of other fruit
trees. This property is near the village of Markle
vllle In a good neighborhood.
Any person desiring to purchase a home, should
see this property before making a final invest
ment. Price 5,000 1 payments, $2,000 on the 1st of
April, 1B74, at which time a deed will be delivered-,
and possession given. The balance to be paid in
threeequal annual payments, with interest, to be
secured by Judgment bonds.
-Calf on or address
JACOB KLINE,
Markleville, Perry co., Fa.,
OK
LEWIS POTTER.
21 f New Bloointleld, Ferry co., Pa,
LEBANON
Mutual Fire Insurance Company,
OF
Jonewtowii, Penn'a.
POLICIES PERPETUAL at Low Rates. No
Steam risks taken. This lv one of the best
conducted and most reliable Companies In the
State. Country prowrty Insured Perpetually
at 14 00 per thousand, aud Town property at 15 00
per thousand.
LEWIS POTTER,
NEW BLOOMFIELD, PA.,
i 16 Agent for Ferry County.
LOOK OUT!
I would respectively Inform my friends that I In
tend calling upon them with a supply of good
of my
OWN MANUFACTURE.
Consisting of
0ASSIMEB8.
CASSINETS,
FLANNELS, (Plain and bar'd
CARPETS, &o.,
toexchangefor wool or sell for cash.
J. M. B1XLKH.
CentkbWooj.eh Factum. 6,17,4i
J.M. OIKVIN. J. H. OIKVI14
J M. UIHVIN fc BON,
CommtsHlon Merchants,
NO. 8, SPEAR'S WHARF,
Italtliuore. SI I .
CWe will pay strict attention to the sale of all
kinds of country produce, and remit the amount
promptly, 6 S41y