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April 20, 1874. ' '.ft "T 4U Marrying For Love. rpHERE were three sisters who' lived X with their Unole Gillet, a bachelor, la their old house at Atwater ; and in point ing them out to strangers, the Atwateritos were accustomed to remark upon the fact that it was love or money with them, and that a Miss Gillot who married would cease to be her uncle's heiress. ' Nobody know how much Mr. Gillot was " worth," but that he wag uncommonly wealthy was certain. Ho had no other living relations but these three girls ; and bis peculiar prejudices rendered it unlikely that he would will his wealth away to any benevolent or public institution whatever. So to whom could he leave the gold that he could not take out of tho world with him, unloss it were to Georgina, Millicent, and Dolly Gillet 1 All regularly instituted public charities Mr. Gillot declined were " frauds" and friends ho bad none, avering that friend ship was " all humbug." As for marriage, it was in his opinion something which all wise people eschewed. The fact that in his earliest youth a dear friend bad stolon from him the alloctions of the girl to whom ho was betrothod, was at the bottom of all this. Ho trusted no one, because the two beings he bad once loved and trusted utterly, bad deceived bim. When bis brother aod his wife both died in one week of a fever, the bachelor uncle had done his best for the yourg peo ple, no managed their little income, and provided luxuries for them which their means would not have allowed, tie edu cated them, and allowed thorn a few female friends. But as they grew up, one law was main tained with inviolable rigidity. There was to bo no courting, and no marrying bo noath his roof. Beaux were utterly for bidden; and it was understood in the family that a Miss Gillet who married would be blotted from her unclo's will. . . " What infatuation ! They'll fight like cats and dogs in a year," bo would exclaim when wedding cards were sent to him. "Take a warning by this young couple, who don't know what is bo fore tbem girls. Oh, what Infatuation 1" And Miss Goorgina Gillot would shake her bead, and bor young sisters would fol low bor example, and they would cry in chorus, " What infatuation !" They were pretty girls, tall, slender, red ohecked, and blue eyed, littlo ears, teeth liko pearls, little mouths like coral, dainty waists, and cunning hands girls to be loved and married by nature ; but there was Uncle Gillet's money. So they grew up and grew older, still, single, and not one of them had a thought of marriage in all bor life. , . There was Oliver Robb, who bad follow ed Goorgina about to and from church for a year. I don't think be wanted the heir ess ; I believe ho loved the girl, but what use was it? Georgina had given him a glance or two, aud he had found favor in her sight ; but he had only a clerk's salary, and it would be so delightful to handle thousands of her own. And Millicent had mot Rufus King in the applo orchard once or twice ; but Dolly had never had even a passing flirtation Dolly who was now eighteen, and prettiest of the three. It was a well-understood matter in tho village, as well as in tho family, that marry ing a Miss Gillet lost hor inheritance. Dr. Rush, (a handsome young medical man) had heard it, and believed it to be true, whon Undo Gillet, having a touch of rheu matism, sent for him to prescribe. He had always thought the three slender girls, with ripe, round cheoks, dappled with peach color the prettiest things be had evor seen ; but when he stood face to faco with Dolly, be fell la love with her as she went out of the room, and Uncle Gillet looked at him sharply. " My niece is a pretty girl," be said " see you think so. Bho'a a sensible girl, too. They are all sensible girls j they pre fer a single lift and pecuniary Independ ence, to the miseries of marrying. " By your advice, I believe sir," observ ed the doctor. " They consider me a man of experience, and I'm entitled to respect." "But aroyou not rather hard, sir?" said the doctor. "A beautiful girl like that; " "Hard?" cried Uncle Gillot. What's love worth? It fades in a week and is stone dead In a year. WhRt do men give their wives but deceit aud neglect ? Either the wife deceives the husband, or the hus band the wife. Better never to love than to see love die. Dolly's a dear little girl. I hope she'll never fling herself Into any one's arms, to be dropped when the sweet ness bos been kissed ont. That's wifa'a destiny. If she ever does, no money of mine ever goes Into the brute's pockets." " Is all the fault on the man's side ?" asked the doctor.' "It's a miserable muddle' altogether, this marriage," said Unole Gillet j " don't talk about It any more." Dr. RuBh did not, at that time, but about dusk uext eveuing, Dolly, crossing the bridge Just out at Atwater, paused to look down in the water ; and then, and there some one came behind her aud said, Miss Gillet l" . :. She tuined with a start. It was Dr. Rush, "It is growing so late that I mean to see you home," he said. " I have just left the (rood unole : he Is better. He will be well in a day or two. He has a strong constitution, and la a man to live to be a hundred years old." " I am yery glad," said Dolly. ' " I think you are seventeen," said the doctor, smiling;. "Well," cried Dolly, "ladies don't tell their ages ; but I am that and a year more." "Your uncle Is fifty," said tho doctor. " You will probably be sixty-sevon when he takes his departure" "My goodness !" cried Dolly; "how terribly old I" " You don't really moan to live single all that time ?" asked Dr. Rush. "Of course I do," said Dolly, as iuuo oently as possible. " I don't mean to let you," said tho doc tor. I'm in love with you. If mortal love has any power, I'm going to call you my wifo. Confound tho money. I'll give you all you want. Of course you don't care for me ; but I'll make you. Do you want me to swear to it ?" "Oh, mercy! no," said Dolly. "You are vory nice, and I'm sure I but I don't. I can't over. Oh goodness ! don't talk so. " You can't evor liko mo ?" asked the doctor, insinuatingly, "No, I don't mean that," said Dolly. "I can't ever marry." " But you'll take a walk ovor tho bridge to-morrow?" said the doctor. "Well, perhaps so," said Dolly And so she did. She took a great many, and at last, one day, Dr. Rush was allowed to slip a ring upon her finger, and to kiss her hand. "I shan't have a penny," said Dolly. " You are sure you don't mind ?" "All the pennies wo want I can earn my self," said the doctor. "But uncle will be so angry?" said Dolly demurely. "But I am so glad 1" said Dr. Rush. "And you must toll the truth at once, and marry me in a month. Promise Dolly." Dolly promised. Georgina and Milly sat at work together that evening, while Uncle Gillet read to them. Dolly was not sewing. She held the work, it is true, but her hand never moved toward the needle. She did not hear a word that was uttered ; but when at last there came a pause, she dropped the muslin and started to hor feet. " If you please, uncle," she said "thore's something I must tell. I can't keep it secret any longer. It isn't a bod thiug it's a good thing only I knew you'd be angry, I'm going to marry Dr. Rush." Georgina and Milly screamed in cho rus. " We don't care for losing the money, said Dolly. "Money is nothing compared with love,'; but we want to be friends here at home. As for things loft in wills, it's a miserable sort of hope I'm glad I shan't have any. If you'll only not be angry, and come to see us, and let us come to see you that's all we hope. IIo's perfectly splen did, dear Richard Rush is. I love him awfully ; and we're to be married this day a month no matter what anybody says." " You are, eh?" said Uncle Gillot. "Yes, sir," said Dolly. " And he knows my opinion ?" "Of course," said Dolly. "Ho knows that I'll never have a penny." " Then make fools of yoursolves if you like," said Uncle Gillot. "You'll come to the wedding, won't you ?" asked Dolly. " No ; but I'll lot your sisters go," said Uncle Gillet. " I never go to weddings or excursions." So the wedding come off. Dolly, in white muslin, married her Richard Rush. Georgina and Millicent wept, as custom required, and spoko to their Bister as " poor Dolly." They were very kind, as to a beloved but misguided lunatic, and gave her useful presents, and promised to do all they could for her. Dolly did not, feel that she wanted any thing. They seemed poor to her, though heiresses who bad no one to love them, Bhe went to her husband's home, and never a cloud came between them, and never a change fell on their lovo. Uncle Gillet never made tbem a present ; but he came to dine sometimes, and always kissed the last baby. As for the Misses Gillot, they bad no means at command, though they bad such fine prospects. Oliver Robb had been dismissed lornr before bv Georgina. Bhe bad told him plainly that sue coma not saorifloe mammon to love. And Millicent had another meeting with Rufus King in the orchard. "It's the last time. Millv." Rufua had slid. " I can't eo on offering mvaelf for ever ; but I love you better than my llfo, ana always snail." " I like von. Tliifn. ' ial,l Mill. f j - , - ... j , WW it seems hard ; but unole will W relent J can t load a poor woman's life even for you." "Then good-bye, Milly," said Rufus. There's no lovo where monev can be set against it." So they parted. And now Gooruiua waa forty, and Milly thirty-eMit, and Dollv thirty-five Business was woise with the doctor. A richer practitioner had taken much of his practice. . Dr. Rush trudged over the country in all weathers and all hours ; and so one night some ruffian, who did not know how empty his wallet was, attacked him In a lonely place, and loft him for dead. i A farmer going homeward early, carried him in his cart, and be was oared for as well as might be ; but a broken leg and a dislocated shoulder are no light matters, and Dolly hardly knew what to do or whore to turn. She was only sure of one thing, her love for Richard, which grew greater with every trial. For the sake of this she put her pride down, and leaving the servant with her husband one day, trudged over to hor uncle's house? As she drew near, she re flected on the fact that she was actually in need of charity. It was a bitter thought. She paused within sight of the house, hardly daring to go on ; and as she did so, she saw that all tho blinds were down. Some one was dead. Faint with terror, Dolly hurried on. In the hall, her sisters, who had seen her coming, hastened to meet her. Uncle Gillet was dead. He had expired suddenly at the dinner table, and the ladies wore overcome with grief and excitement. But they put their arms about Dolly, and prom sed her to do all they could. " Just now it Isn't much, said Goorgina. " But we shall be rich women and will help you constantly." "I knew poor Dr. Rush couldn't get on," said Milly. " Poor dear man 1 Ho shall see that wo can be friends ; and if you liko, we'll take two of the children." " Never that," said poor Dolly. " Thank you, but they are our jewels." Georgina smiled. ' "Uncle meant kindly," she said, "but it is hard. We're lonely sometimes, Dolly; Milly only meant that." Then Dolly's heart molted. "They shall com to Bee you often," she said. She wont into tho dead man's chamber and wept over the quiet figure lying there j and went homo again with her bowl of wino and jolly, and a few sovereigns. "We'll be able to do so much more," said Milly, "when the will has been read." . "You've paid doarly for yiolding tome, Dolly," said tho suffering man, as she ministered to him. "Don't you wish you were still Miss Gillet and an heiress?" But Dolly said "No," from her heart. Neither did she fool anything but tender sorrow for the prejudiced old man, whom she bad beou very fond of. " I chose," she said to herself, "and I chose well." She went to tho funeral, Georgina send ing her the black dress. As she sat In the parlor afterwards, awaiting the reading of the will, her thoughts wandered back into the past ; and the monotonous rendering of the saids and aforesaids made no ira pression upon hor, until her own name caught her ear. Then sbo looked up. Mil licent and Georgina were both staring haid at her. "What is it?" she asked timidly. "I did not hear." Millicent had covered ber faco with her handkerchief, and was crying. Georgina bad flushed red as a peony. " It means that we've been slaves all these years for nothing," she said, "You are the heiress. What have you becu thinking of that you have not heard. What Georgina said was true. Eccen tric to the last, Uncle Gillet had left all his fortune to the niece who had married be cause as he stated, she had proved to him that there was suoh a thing as love in tho world ; and had left to his single nieoes, who had crushed their hearts for money's sake, live hundred dollars a year, lest some fortune-hunter should marry them for their money. Yes, Dolly was the heiress ; and Rush might take his own time in getting well, and have no anxiety about money ; and for this reason Dolly was glad ; but she said to her sisters that what was hers was theirs and soothed tbem with tender, loving kind ness for their great disappointment. Georgina lives with her still, but Milli cent does not. Rufus King heard of what bad happened and came back to Atwater. He bad a bald head, and her pink cheeks were gone, but they both remembered the apple orchard, and so there was another wedding. And somebody told me, the other day, that Oliver Robb, having lost his first wife, had been heard to say that Georgina Gillot was the finest-looking lady in Atwater, if she was forty. So who knows what may happen next? Modal Honor. Every person should cultivate a nice sense of honor. In a hundrod different ways this most fitting adjunct to the lady or gentleman is often tried. For instance, one is the guest of a family where, perhaps, the domestio machinery does not run smoothly. There is sorrow in the bouse unsuspected by the outer world.- Some times it is a dissipated son, whose eonduot Is a shame aud a grief to bis parents ; sometimes a relative, whose eccentricities and peculiarities are a oloud on the home. Or, worst of all, husband and wife may not be in aooord, and there may be often bitter words spoken and barsb recriminations. In any of these oases, the guest is in honor bound to be blind and deaf, asfaraspeo pie without are concerned. A Remarkable Case. T following account of a protracted bat tle between tyo oxen in that State : " Mr. Corydon Chanwick and Mr. Sullivan Ersk ine have a pasture in common at South China, which they use for the pasturage of cattle in the pasture. Mr. Chanwick and Mr. Erskine have each an ox with a lopped or crooked horn, ..the right born of one and the loft of the other having , that peculiar formation. These oxen were turned loose in to the common pasture, and it was between tbem on that spot that tho pitched battle of which we are to speak took place. For several days these cattle bad boon missing ; when the other cattle camo up these were not among the number. How many days they had been missing before search was iustituted is not definitely known ; but becoming alarmed tho owners went in quest of them. Coming to an opening in the woods, covering an area of about half an acre, Mr. Chanwick, who went In search, came upon a sickening spectaolo. The lopped horns of the oxen wore clasped, and the exhausted animals, united, com pactly, stood face to face, waiting for death, having apparently given up the struggle. It is supposed that while they were engaged in play their horns became entangled; failing to disconnect thomselves, a terrible struggle of several days took place. Tho open space was literally torn up, as though it had been plowed with a sub-soil plow. When they were turned into the pasture they wore large, fat, seven-foet oxen, but now they had becomo so emaciated and famished that a person could almost clasp them around with his arms. They were perfectly docile when found, but Mr. Chanwick could not untie the knot. The horn of each was sunk into the other's head, and it was only by calling help, aud sawing the horns off, that a separation could be effected. There were festering sores where tho horns went in. Thus a mortal conflict, lasted eight days, had been going on between these oxen, who in that time had not pavtaken of any sustenance, and perhaps bad not been ablo to lie down. Their jaws had to be pried open, and gruel administered to them. Their heads bad been united so closely that their faces were bare to the bone. It is possible the animals may live." Friend and Enemy. Death is a sure visitant at every home. Rich and poor, young and old, alike must meet his summons. How dlfferont in as pect to those who are ready and waiting for His call, from tho dread of His pres ence brings to the heart of the unprepared. An old Scotch minister lay sorely ill, and a neighbor calling upon him said : "Do you really think you are dying,, dear sir ?" Looking up calmly, he said : " Really, friend, I am not anxious whethor I am or not ; for if I dio I shall be with God, if I live lie will be with me." When the great historian, Gibbon, was drawing near tho close of his life, he was asked how the world appeared to bim. Said the dying skeptic : "All things are fleeting. When I look back I see they have boon. When I look forward all is dark and doubtful." To bo Children or God. "What is tho use of being in the world unless you are somebody ?" said a boy to bis friend. "Sure enough, and I mean to be," answered the other. " I began this very day. I mean to be somebody." Ashton looked George in the face. "Began to-day! How? What do you mean to be?" "A Christian boy, and so grow to be a Christian man," said George. I believe that is the greatest somebody for us to be." George is right. There is no higher manhood ; and it is in the power of every boy to reach that. Every boy cannot be rich ; every boy cannot be a king ; every boy cannot be a lord ; but God asks you all to a Christian manhood to be his sons, and so, with his Son Jesus Christ, to be heirs of heaven. t3J A Welsh Calvinistio minister, well known in his day as "Sammy Breeze," was called npon to preach, amongst others, at one of thoao periodioal gatherings pop ular amongst the Welsh, which are, as it were, feasts or sermons two, three, or even four preachers sucoeeding each other in the pulpit perhaps in Welsh or English alternately. The young man who imme diately preceded Sammy had taken as his text, "He that believeth not shall be damned;" but "bogged pardon" of bis audience for the strong language he was using. Sammy got up after him and read the same text. "Brethren," said he, in his honost Welsh-English, "Our young friend has been fery folne to-night, and very polite. I am not fery folne, and I am not polite ; but I will preach a little bit of gospel to you, " He that believoth not shall be tamned," and I begs no par dons." tDT Whitfield produced great effect upon his hearers on one occasion, by an illustra tion which appealed (something in the same way as Our Billy's) to the eye as well as to the ear. "You seem to think salv a tion an easy matter," said Wbitfiold. "Oh 1 just as easy as for me to oatoh that insect passing by me." He made a grasp at a fly, real or imaginary. Then he paused a moment and opened his band- But I have missed it."
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