THE MONTROSE DEMOCRAT.
E. B. HAWLEY, Proprietor.
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SWIM USW Fitch d Wetmore§ office
Meatiome. February 8. 1871.
LAW OFFICE•
Mat • WATSmsr. Attorneys •t law, •t the old office
of Bentley & Pitch, Montmac. Pa.
L. P. MC& Ran. It, .71.[
CHARLES N. STODDARD,
Dealer In Boots and Shots. MO and Cap. Leather ann
Pinang*. 'Ash Str,o. door below Rord'• Atom.
Work mad , . to loth, rind repairing, done neatly.
Mori:row Jan. 1, 1870.
LITTLES & BLAKESLEE,
Attorneys end Conneellor. et TAW. OffiCo the nne
heretofore oetuplei by R. B. .4 0. I' Llti le. nn Main
street. Montrose. Ps. !April B:t.
steein. 020. P. tarrim. e. L BLAILCSLIP..
R MOEnna 0. C. Pavnoy, W. H. licCamr.
BIeELIMME, FAUROT & CO.
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4e• Shoe* Moo, anento. for the' great Am...lran
Te• and Colin. Company (Montrose. Pa .ap 1.10.
LEWIS KNOLL,
1111AVICO MCP 1111 R DRESSING.
Strop le the new Po•teltee braiding. where be will
totoaad teal) to attend all oho mny want any - thine
Ira hill Ito.. 11nutrose. Pa Oct. 11. IRO.
P. REYNOLDS,
AUCTIONS ER--Sells Dry Goods. and MOICIUM
attends at Vendoes All orders left at my house will
receive prompt attention. Oct. 1, 18G9.-tf
0. I. HAWLEY,
DEALER to DRY GOODS. GROCERIES, CROCKERY
Hardwire. Gant, Cape, Boots.Sboes. Read, Made Cloth
tat, Paints, Otis, etc., Naar 311Iford, Pa. )Sept, 8, '69.
DR. S. W. DAYTON,
TIITETrIArt & ATRGEON. trailer his oervier• in
tile citizens of Greet Rene and pity Offlee et M.
ratidirnoe. opposite Barnum House, GI% Bend villas,
Sept. Ist. ISO.- ti
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Panora at La.. °Meath the Brink Block m•r the
dank. (Montrone Ang. 4. IRe4
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DEALERS in Dry Goods. Grocerieg.
aretery sad [lees..ere, teAtt and pneket cutler..
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testher. Pertennavy Ac. Thick Itlnek. ndJetning the
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wed Exem on Claims attended to em.-. 11
Oer bee. &Mrs Stmt. llemtrem. P.. [Au 1.411
RI. C. SUTTON,
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H. BriiIIIITT,
DIALER la Staple and Fancy Dry t. nods Crocker
Ilardware, Iron, Stoves. Dry g.. Oil.. end Peon,
Soetsand Shoe*. nat. & Caps. Fin t•, Dudek. ROI , —
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Mt. is. P. HIKES,
parmaseatly located at Prteudaet lie for tbe
IL. pot
pael of medicine and surrnry in all
broaches lie may be U.and .t El. Jackson Boum
Otloe boars i'mm 8 a m.. to 8 p m.
Pricadveille, Pa.. Aug. 1. 1889
STROUD & BROWN,
PINS AND LIFE 1:II AANCk AC TNT'S ♦r
beehives attcoded to pronto , ly, 013 (air terms. Office
Inkt Amor uorrA of ' Moutro•e west vide. a•
ralblisAvezeno. Noumea. Pa. [Au: 1.
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W. D, LIUSK,
ATTORNEY AT LAW. M•,otroee. Pa. 01:11 . ,
thte the iNutooll house near Ilse Court Moat•
Aug. 1. 1101-0
Dn. W. W. SMITH,
DEPITIBT. MMUS/ over Boyd d. Corwin'• Fla,
IrSTO IMAM. Mane hoots from! a. m. to 4 p. m
llsat.Thaa, Au. 1, ma —tr
ABEL TVUUELL,
DZALSR in Drugs: Patent ltteditint-y, (11nnical.
Liginoya, Planta, Gila, by, -I 14 Mt ariyhe, Win
ea u , oy, a wyka, tn.,. Ware, Wall and Wiodoa Pa.
psy,Stoue-vrare, Lampe. Kerayrne, Machinery Oft
.C. 11.11. Guns, Ammunition, Rotor, h•pectarla
arglibitt, Fancy Goody, Jewelry, Porta .
bolas 'one of moat numerous. stnnidoo, and
Imitable collection, of Goods In Seynn,bat.ta
tatabllehed la 1848. pluntrot,e, Pa.
D, W. BE4IILE,
ATTOILKT.A? LAW. office over the Store of A.
Laihrop. E ho Brick Block. Mootroaa. Pa. (ac 1159
Hu, w, it RICHARDSON,
PHYSICIAN a gIIRGEOS tenor'• hi• Pr01.P.1.t ,1
*orrice' Loth. citizens of blontroon and vicinity.—
Helen at Wereddencs, on tbe corner east of Snniv
diw. Foundry. (Ans. 1. lea.
DR. E. L. GARDNER,
PLIYBICIAN sad SUIMSON, Moussme. Pa. Olre
aspoeial atteothsa to diseases of the Heart and
ill2:11 and all Sorgleal diseases °Mee over W. B.
pesli.a Boards al Searle's Hotel. [Aug. I. 1819
BVIINS & NICHOLS,
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Di1.....88 in Drugs, Medicines, Chemicals. Dye
C As, Pasts, 011 s, Vendiati, Liquors. Spices. Pane
E:, Patent Medicines. Perfumery and Toilet A r
ase. arerescriptions carefally compounded
• Avenue, above iiluarle• llohel. Moot rum,. P.
A. 11. BEIM, Amos !imams
/us 1, VW.
DB. E. L. HANDIIICH,
rIMUCIAN A SUINECO?i. rcapsetfall, tenders. 111
professional services to the citireu of Prlenderille
Dia vicinity. Etlrollke inch/ olDce of Dr. Lee.
launds at J. Floaford'a. Aug. 1. 18%.
PROF. MORRIS,
The Styli Barber, returns his thanks for the kind
Det
dist has could 4 him to vet the beet
r
rfo baettt. than to tell the whole awry, bet come
e tor 7oinwees 017' . 4. the Old Stand. No land
pagking al low ed in the shop. (April le, ludo.
gLINT BROTHERS,
SCRANTON. PA
Int*Wigs a Ratan Dealers is
HARDWARE, IRON, STEEL,
NAILS, SPIKES, SHOVELS,
HUMDER'S HARDWARE,
gum Raz. CO UNTSBERTATK & 7 RAIL SPIKE
RAILROAD & EWING SUPPLIES.
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IFELLOSS. SEAT SPINDLEA, BOWS. .sys.
&MLR. VICES. STOCKS end DIES. BELLOWS
- DANNER& SLEDGES. PILES ie. Ac.
pappLaa NE jalai MILL s&ws, acuriNG. PACKING
TACELE BLOCKS. PLASTER PARIS
CIPNT. RAM IC GRINDSTONES.
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Agrienitaral College, of Pennsylvania.
T ED = i (WON will norm for the
SPRING TERM OF 24 WEEKS,
Oa Friday, Farm 40. 1871.
—A western rem hin4 that Mr. Sew.
aril's chum, the Mikado, is an Iridium,
and that his real OW 4cLdoo.
—Galton's doctrine of Hereditary (3en
irtis sou at the foot of
Ws class in the military academy.
4. M=4l —Jobs pointed, bat not &kV'.
inomaqsa
!lde diem.
ar, estalogne and other in
OIL BURROWS.
tend ooZ itk t 0.,
AN.94lfinkAr cul Centre Co.. Pat
mMINM
Votfo earner.
Don't fits) , Out Late To-Night.
The heart of home is beaming
With rays of may light;
And loving eyes are gleaming,
As falls the shades of night;
And while thy steps are leaving
That circle pure and bright,
A tender voice, halt grieving,
Says, " don't stay late to-night"
The world in which thou movest
Is busy, brave and wide;
The world of her thou lovest
Is at her Ingle side;
She waits for thy warm greeting;
Thy smile is her delight;
Her gentle voice entreating,
Says, "Don'titay late to-night"
The world, cold and Inb,uman,
will spurn thee if thou full ;
The love of one pure woman
Outlasts and shames them all ;
Thy children will cling 'round thee,
Let nue be dark or bright;
At home no shaft can wound thee—
Then " Don't stay late to-night"
Things that Never Die
The pure, the bright the beautifirl
That stirred our hearts in youth,
The impulse to a wordless prayer,
The dreams of love and truth
The longings after something lost,
The spirit's yearning cry,
The strivings after better hopes—
These things can never die.
The timid hand stretched forth to aid
A brother in his need,
The kindly word in grief's dark hour
That proves a friend indeed—
The plea for merry, softly breathed
When justice threatenstigh,
The eorrow or a contrite heart—
These things can never die.
The memory of a clasping hand,
The pressure of a kiss,
And all the trifles, sweet and Beet,
That made up love's first bliss;
If with a firm unchanging faith
And holy trust and high, (met;
Those bands have clasped, those lips have
These things shall never die.
The cruel and the hitter word,
That wounded as it fell;
The chilling want of sympathy,
We feel but never tell ;
The hard repulse, that chills the heart,
Whose hopes were bounding high,
In an unfading record kept—.
These things shall never die.
Lct nothing pass ; for every hand
Must Sad some work to do;
Lose not a enance w wing= love;
Be firm, and just, and true;
So shall a light that cannot fade,
Beam on thee from on high,
And angel voices say to thee:
" These things shall never die."
rcritito and Witiriomo.
—Avoid debt—He that pays down, will
not be called upon to pay up.
—When are soldiers like good flannel?
When they dou't shrink.
—Hypocrites are the very ones to cry
that there's no such word ILS
—A. question for naturalists—Ought a
quadruped to be called afore-runner?
—Why should one in-ver sleep in the
care The train runs over the shN.pers.
—When riding a donkey what kind of
fruit du 6ou represent? A prar.
—" Why is intoxication like a wash
bowl ?" Ask Sanibo "base it am tie
basin!!
—lf a woman were to change her sex,
of what religion would she be? A he
then.
—Stages rnn so slow in some parts of
Vermont, that the chickens roost on the
axles.
—The latest version : "Eat, drink and
be merry, for to-morrow—yon pay the
—" Are cats good to eat, mother ?"
"Of coarse they are, my Er-mi.—good to
eat mice."
—An avrimous man, after having kin
dled his fire, stock a cork in the end of
the bellows to save a little wind that was
left in them.
—Mr. Digby says he has a great rail
way at home, but has never yet been able
to conduct-her.
—Why are birds melancholy in the morn
ing ? Beeaus.- their little bills are all over
dew!
—A reason why a piano was not saved at
a fire was because none of the firemen
could play on it.
—A tale more harrowing than any of
Syhalms Cobb's—The tail of C!ark Mill's
equestrian statue.
Why is a clergyman like a locomotive?
Because you are to look oat ( Cr him when
the bell rings.
—An illiterate man is derided for that
which, in a man of education, wins ap
plause—making his mark.
—Reudi n g,Pen nsyl van la's first politician,
now in Europe, is not only a Relater, but
also a Ulmer.
--A school girl's con ntindrum is: What
State is round on both ends and high in
the middle? Ohio.
—Anna Story was recently married to
Robert Short. A very pleasant way of
making a Story Short.
—Why is the Sheriff like a coquette ?
Becanie he gets a new man on a string
every once in a while.
—A sign. announcing "The Vocal=
Cure," is hung out from the window of an
eating house in London.
—"The light of other days has'
And a good, job, too; fur who would like
oil lamps in preference to gas?"
MONTROSE, P/
gtioallantouo.
TUE STOUT OF A VALENTINE.
When my friend, Captain Terrible,
United States navy, dines at my plain
table, I am always a little abashed. I
know that he has been accustomed always
to a variety of wines and sauces, and a
cigarette after each course, and to a cook
ery that would kill an undeveloped Ameri
cat. So, when the Captain turns the
castors round three times before selecting
his condiment, and when his eyes seem
Eo be seeking for Worcestershire sauce
and Burgundy wine, I feel the poverty of
the best feast I can furnish him. I am
afraid veteran magazine readers will feel
thus about the old little story I have to
tell. For f have observed of late that
even the short Stories are highly seasoned ;
and I cannot bear to disappoint readers.
So, let me just honestly write over the
gateway to thin story a warning. I have
uo Cayenne pepper. No Worestershire
sauce. No cognac. No cigarettes. No
murders. No suicides. No broken hearts.
No lover's quarrels. No angry father.
No pistols and coffee. No arsenic. No
laudanum. No shrewd detectives. No
trial fur murder. No "heartless conquette."
No "deep-dyed villain with a curling
moustache." Now, if after this warning
you have the courage to go on, I am not
teapot] Bible.
Hubert said I might print it if I would
disguise the names. It came out quite
incidentally. We were discussing the
woman question. lam a "woman's right
er." Hubert—the Bev. Hubert Lee, I
should say. pastor of the "First Church,"
and, indeed, the only church in Allen
ville —is nut, though I flatter myself I
have made some impression on him. But
the discussion took place in Liulbert's
own house, and wishing to give a pleasant
turn at the end, I suppose, he turd' me
how, a year and a half before, lie had "us
ed up" one woman's rights man, who was
uo other than old Dr. Hood, the physician
that has had charge of the physical
health of Hubert and myself from the
beginning. Unlike moat of his profession,
the doctor has always been a radical, and
even the wealth that has come in upon of
late Tears has left him quite as much of
a radical, at least in theory, as ever be
fore. Indeed, the old doctor is not very
inconsistent in practice, for he bas edu
cated his only daughter, Cornelia, to his
own profession, and I believe she took her
M. D. with honors, though s he has lately
spoiled her prospects by marrying. But,
socially, he has become a little aristocratic,
seeking an exclusive association with his
wealthy neighbors. And this does not
look very well in one who, when lie was
poet, was particularly hitter on "a
_purse
-1.n3 "al ts NAP=
felt this. Certainty I did, and therefore
I enjoyed the conversation that he repeat
ed to rue all the more.
It seems that my friend Hubert had
been away at the seminary for three years,
and that having at last conquered in his
great battle against poverty, and having
gained an education in spite of difficulties,
and having supplied a city church ac
ceptably for some months during the ab
sence of the pastor in Europe, he came
back to our native villa,,cre to rest on his
laurels a few weeks, and decide which of
three impecunious calls he would accept.
When just about to leave he took it into
his head for some reason to "drop in" on
old Doctor Hood. It was nine o'clock in
the morning, and the doctor's partner
was making morning calls, while the old
gentlemen eat in the office to attend to
any that might seek his services. This
particular morning happeti.d to be un
fortunate one, for there were no ague
stricken patients to be seen, and there
was not even a case of minor surgery to
relieve the tedionsness of the morning
office hour. Perhaps it was Tor this rea
son, perhaps it was for the sake of old
acquaintance, that he gave Hubert a most
cordial reception, and launched at once
into a sea of vivacious talk. Cornelia,
who was in the office, excused herself on
the ground that she was cramming for
her' final examination, and seated herself
at a window with her book.
"I am afraid I take your time, doctor,"
said Hubert
" 0, no, I am giving up practice to my
partner, Dr. Beck, and shall give it all to
him in a year or two."
"To him and Miss Cornelia ?" queried
Hubert, laughing. For it was currently
reported that the young doctor and Cor
nelia were to form a partnership in other
then professional affairs.
Either because be wished to attract his
attention, or for some other reason.
Hubert soon managed to turn tbe con
versation to the subject of women's rights,
and the old doctor and the young person
were soon hurling at one another all the
staple, and now somewhat stale, arguments
about woman's fitness and woman's un
fitness for many things. At last, per
haps because he was a little concerned,
Hubert said :
" Now, doctor, then was a queer thing
happened to a student in my class in the
seminary. I don't suppose, doctor, that
you are much interested in a love story,
hut I would just like to tell you this one,
because I think you dare not apply your
principles to it in every part. Theories
often fail when practically applied, you
know."
"Go on, Ho,go ; I'd like to hear
the story. And as for my principles,
they'll bear applying anywhere!" and the
older rubbed his bands together confident
ly.
" This friend of mine, Henry Gilbert,"
said Hubert. "was, like mvself, poor. A
long time ago, when he was little boy,
the - son of a poor widow, the lot on which
he lived joined at the back the lot on
which lived p Mr. Morton, at that time a
thriving merchant, now the principal
capitalist in that part of the country. As
there was a back gate between the lota,
my friend was the constant playmate
from earliest childhood of Jennie Morton.
He built her play-houses out of old boards.
be monlded clay bricks lbr her use, and
carved tiny toys out of pine blocks for her
amusement As he grew larger, anti as
Jennies father grew richer, and came to
live in greater style, Henry grew more
417. Hut by ail the unspoken language
of the byte the two never faZitl to make
, WEDNESDAY MARCH 1, 1871.
their unchanging regard known to each
other.
" Henry went to college early. At
vacation-time the two met But the
growing difference in their social condi
tion could not but be felt. Jennie's
friends were of a different race from hi 3
own. Her parents never thought of invit
ing him to their entertainments. And if
they bad, a rusty coat and a lack of mon
ey to spend on kid gloves would have ef
fectually kept him away. He was proud.
This apparent neglect stung him. It is
true that Jennie Morton was all the more
kind; but his quick and foolish pride
made him fancy that he detected pity in
her kindness. And yet all this only made
him determined to place himself in a
position in which he could ask her baud
as her equal. But yon do not understand,
doctor, as I do, bow irresistible is this
conviction of duty in regard to the min
istry. Under that pressure my friend
settled it that be must reach. And now
there was before him a good ten years of
poverty at least. What should be do
about it?"
" In his extremity ho took advice of a
favorite theological professor. The pro
fessor advised him not to seek the hand of
a rich girl. She would not be suited to
the trials of a minister's life. But find
ing that Henry was firm in his opinion
that this sound general principle did not
in the least apply to this particular case,
the professor proceeded to touch the ten
derest chord in the young' man's heart.
He told him that it would be ungenerous,
and in some sense dishonorable, for him
to take a woman delicately brought up
into the poverty and trial incident to a
minister's wife. If you understand, sir.
how morbid his senee of honor is you
would not wonder at the impression this
suggestion made upon him. To give up
the ministry was in his mind to be a
traitor to duty and to God. To win her,
if he could, was to treat ungenerously her
whose happiness was dearer to him a
thousand times than his own."
"I hope ito did not give her up," said
the doctor.
" Yes, he gsve her up, in a double spir
it of medimval self-sacrific. Looking to
ward the ministry, he surrendered his love
as some of the old monks sacrificed love,
ambition and all other things to conscience.
Looking at her happiness, ho sacrificed
his hopes to a more than knightly devo-
tion to her welfare. The knights some
times gave their lives. He gave more.
" For three years he did not trust him
self ro return to his home. But having
graduated and settled himself for nine
months over a church, there was no rea
son why he shouldn't go to see his mother
again. And once in the village, the sight
of the school-house and the old church
revived a thousand memories that he had
iIPcU castica• 1.0 111 K-12, inn rt ie oil men
walks, and especially the apple trees, that
are the most unchangeable of landmarks,
revived the . old passion with undiminish
ed power. He paced the room at night.
He looked out at the new house of his
rich neighbor. He chafed under restraint
of his vow not to think again of Jennlb
Morton. It was the old story of the
monk who thinks the world subdued, but
who finds it all at once about to assume
the mastery of him. Ido not know how
the struggle might have ended, but it was
all at once stopped from without
" There reached him a rumor that Jen
nie was already the betrothed wife of a
Colonel Pearson, who was her father's
partner in business. And, indeed, Col
onel Pearson went in and out at Mr. Mor
ton's gate every evening, and the father
was known to favor his suit.
"Jennie was not engaged to him, how
ever. Three times she had refused him.
The fourth time, is deference to her
father's wishes - , she~ dad consented to
think about it for a week. In truth,
Henry had been, home ten days, and had
not piled upon her, and all the hopes she
had cherished in that direction, and all
the weary waiting seemed in vain. When
the colonel's week was nearly out she
heard that Henry was to leave in two
days. In a sort of desperation she de
termined to accept Colonel Pearson with
out waiting for the time apointed for the
answer. But that gentleman spoiled it
all by his over-confidence.
" For when he called, after Jennie had
determined on this course, be found her
so full of kindness that he hardly knew
how to behave with moderation. And so
he fell to flattering her, and flattering
himself at the same time that he knew all
the ins and outs of a girl's heart, he com
plimented her on the many offers she had
received.
"'And I tell you what,' he proceeded,
'there are plenty of others that would lay
their heads at your feet, if they were only
your equals. There's that young person,
Gilbert, I think they call him, that is
visiting his mother, in the unpainted and
threadbare-looking house that stands be
hind this one. I've actually seen that fel
low, in his rusty, musty coat, stop and
look after you on the street, and every
night, when I go honie, he is sitting at the
window that - Tooke over this way. The
poor fool is in love with yon. Only think
of it! And I chuckle to myself when I
see him, and say, 'Don't you wish von
could reach so high ?' I declare it's fun
ny."
"In that one speech Colonel Pearson
dashed his chances to pieces. He could
not account for the sudden return of
winter in Jennie Morton's manner. And
all his sunshine was powerless to dispel it,
or to bring back the least approach to
spring.
"Poor Jennie ! You can imagine,
doctor, how she paced the floor for all that
night, She began to understand some
thing of the courage of Hettry Gilbert's
heart, and something of the manliness of
his motives. All night long she watched
the light burning in the room
in the widow's house; and all night
long she debated the matter until her
bend ached. She could reach but one
conclusion. Henry_ was to leave the day
after to-morrow, If any communication
should ever be opened between them, she
must begin it, It was as if she bad seen
him drifting away from her forever, and
must throw him a rope. I think such a
woman's right man at yourself would
hardly Pally her, however, in taking any
step of the kind."
" I certainly should," said the dtieter.
"But she could not find a way--ahe
had no rope to throw. Again the Colon.
el, meaning to do anything else b(i' that,
opened the way. At the breakfast-table,
the next mornuig,abe received from him
a magnificent valentine. All at once she
raw her method. It was St. Valentine's
day. The rope was in her hand. Ex
cusing herself from breakfast, she hasten
ed to her room.
"To send a valentine to the faithful
loser was the uppermost thought. But
how P She dare not write her name, for,
after all, she might be mistaken in count
ing on his love, or she might offend his pre
judices, or his pride by so direct an ap
proach. She went fumbling in a drawer
for stationary. She drew out a little pine
boat that Henry had whittled for her
many years before . He had named it
'Hope, but the combined wisdom of the
little boy and girl could net succeed in
spelling the name correctly. And there
was the little old boat be bad given, say
ing often afterward that it was the boat
they two were going to sail in some day.
The misspelt name had been the subject
of many a laugh between them. Now—
but f mustn't be sentimental
" It did not take Jennie long to draw
an exact likeness of the little craft. And
that there might be no mistake about it
she spelled the name on the side of the
boat:
"nose."
"There was not another word in the,
valentine. Sealing it up, she hurried out
with it and dropped it in the postoffice.
No merchant, sending all his fortune to
sea in one frail bark, ever watched the
departure and trembled for the result of
the venture as she did. Spain did not
pray half so fervently when the invinci
ble Armada sailed. It was an uttered
prayer—an unutterable pra,vev
heart nope were the luting of the
little picture-boat that sailed out that day,
with no other wind but her wishes in its
sails.
" She sat at her window until she saw
Henry Gilbert pass the next street corner
on his morning walk to the postoffice.
Three minutes after he went borne, evi
dently in a great state of excitement, with
her valentine open in his baud. After a
while he went back again toward the
postoffice and returned. Had he taken a
reply ?
"Jennie again sought the office. There
were people all around with those things
that they call valentines, open in their
band& And they actually seemed to
think them funny. She had a reply. It
did not take her long to find her room
and to open it. Them was another picture
of a boat, but the name on its aide read
'Despair.' And these words were added :
'Your boat is the pleasantest, but un
-111 to take
p acenpon have been o
passage on this.' Slowly the meaning
forced itself upon her. Henry had fears
that she whom he thought engaged was
coquetting with him. I think, doctor,
you will hardly justify her in proceeding
further with the correspodence e
" Why not? Hasn't a woman as much
right to make herself understood in such
a matter as a man ? And when the social
advantages arc on her aide the burden of
making the advances often fall upon her.
Many womet do it indirectly and are not
censured."
" Well, you know, I'm conservative,
doctor, but rm glad you're consistent
She did send another valentine. I am
afraid she strained this figure of speech
about the boat. But when everything in
the world depends on one metaphor, it
will not do to be fastidious. Jennie drew
again the little boat with misspelt name.
And this time she added five words :
'The master's place if vacant'
" And quite late in the afternoon, the
reply was left at the door : 'I am au ap
plicant for the vacant place, if you will
take that of master's mate.'"
" Good," cried the doctor; a I always
advocated giving woman every liberty in
these matters."
" But I will stump you yet, doctor,"
said Hubert. "That evening Gough was
to lecture in the village, and my friend
went, not to hear Gough, but to see Miss
Jenny Morton at a distance. Somehow,
in the stupefaction of revived hope he had
not thought of going to the house to see
bee yet He had postponed his departure
and had thrown sway his scruple& Know
ing bow much opposition he would have
to contend with, he thought, if he thought
at all, that he must proceed with caution.
But some time after the lecture began he
discovered the Morton family without
Jennie! Slowly it all dawned upon him.
She was at home waiting for him. He
was near the front of the church in which
the lecture was held, and every inch of aisle
was full of people. To get out was not
easy. But as he thought of Jennie wait
ing it became a matter of life and death.
If the house had been on fire he would
not have been more intent on ti= his
exit He reached the door, be the
happiest evening of his life, only to awake
to sorrow, for Jennie's father is "dead set"
against the match."
"He has no right to interfere," said the
doctor, vehemently. " You see I stand by
my princip' lea."
" But if I tell the story out, I am afraid
you would not," said 'Hubert.
« Why isn't it donor
"I beg your pardon, doctor, fur having
used a little craft. I had much at stake
I have disguised this story in its details.
But it is true, I am tbe hero —"
The doctor looked quickly toward his
daughter. Her head was bent low over
her book. Her long hair NM& about it
like a curtain, abutting out all view of
the face. The doctor walked to the other
window and looked out. Hubert sat like
a mummy. After a minute Dr. Hood
spoke:
"Comelier
She lifted a face that was aSaine. Tears
glistened in her eyes, and I doubt not there
I was a prayer in her heart,
(4 Yon are a brave girl. I bad other
plans. Too have *right to choose for
vonrielf. God bleu you bulb. But ft's a
great pity au is not a lawyer. He plesad
well." So saying, he put on his bat and
walked oat,
This it the conversation that Hulbert
repeated to me that day, sitting in hie ovm
little paraonege in Allenville. A mioute
after hiaißits ow* she tole thitaby
from her crib, and bent over her till the
same long hair curtained mother and
child from sight.
"I think," said Hubert, "that you folks
who write love stories make a great mis
take in stopping at marriage. The bony
moon never truly begins until conjugal
affection is enriched by this holy partner
ship of loving hearts in the life of a child.
The climax of a love story is not the wed
ding. It is the baby l"
"What do you call her ?" I asked
Hope," said the mother.
"Hope Valentine," added the father,
with a significant smile.
" And you spell Hope with an •a" I be
lieve," I said.
"You naughty Hu," said Mrs. Cornelia.
" You've been telling. You think that
love story is interesting to others because
gottenjoy it so much !"—&risner's Month
y.
Peculiar People.
The extravagant rasa hired a cab to
look out for an otnnibns.
The man of gallantry escorted his
Scotch mother-in-law underneath the
mistletoe, although he knew beforehand
that she had been taking swift
The sanguine man expected to find a
policeman when he wanted one.
The credulous man believed the assur
ance of a cab-driver that a long circuit
was needful, because the streets were be
ing paved.
The lazy man allowed his fire to go out
rather than ring the bell to bid somebody
to
_poke it.
Then cheerful man enjoyed the half
hour that he spent in waiting for his den
tist.
The punctual man served out the soup
wucu wiry
three of them bad actually arrived at the
appointed hour for eating it.
The hasty man se down to read "Par
adise Lost,' and afterwards was heard to
boast that he got through it at a sitting.
The hopeful mau twice gave a cab
driver a sovereign for a shilling; and
twice cherished the delusion that it would
be returned to him.
The man of fortitude was brave enough
to open his front door himself, when he
saw the tax gatherer, the gas mau, and the
rate collector knock at it.
The cautious man never went. a mile
away from home without taking his um
brella with him, and putiiug a corkscrew,
pen and ink, and a bill-stamp in his pock
et.
The gluttonous man, by bribery, went
beforehand to the supper room and de
voured the liver-wings of all the fowls
displayed there.
•-• The reckless man was bold enough to
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her that he had a tea-pound note about
him.
The modest man was tempted to re
turn thanks for the bridesmaids, and to
avoid his chaffing friends, was caught
next day at Gravesend, in the aut of em
igration.—Punch.
Bold Fast Below
A party of Irishmen, once upon a time,
contracted to clear a very deep well.
Having none of the usual conveniences
employed for such purposes, they were at
a loss to get one of the party on a little
ledge near the bottom to assist in the
process of getting out water, mud, etc.
At last, Jimnity Phelan, a herculean fel
low; proposed a plan whieh was consid
ered jnat.the thing.
It was this: Jimmy was to claep his
big Bata around the wind Las ; then anoth
er of the party was to clamber down and
hold on by his legs, and so on until the
last man ationfa be nbl« to len, nrwn t 6,.
ledge.
Being slightly cornered with liquor, the
party prepared for the descent without
stopping to contemplate the difficulties
involved in the adventure.
With bared breast and sleeves tucked
up, big Jimmy seized the round portion
ct the windlass directly over the well and
swung himself over. Anotherof the par
ty crept down Jimmy's body and grasped
him by the boots. After several more
bad followed suit, and the human chain
began to stretch tar into the well, Jimmy
became alive to one great difficulties ; the
windlass did not afford him a good bold
in the first place, and the weight was get
ting intolerable.
At last human sinew could not stand
it no longer, and Jimmy hailed the lower
link in the chain with :
"Be jabers. Pat hold fast below till I
sphit on me bans."
Suiting the action to the words, he re
leased his hold, when of course, the whole
party was precipitated to the bottom of
the well. As luck would have it, there
was more mud water where the Hiber
nian!' lit, and they wisely considered
themselves particularly fortunate in es
caping without actual loss of either life
or Uinta.
A Few huh
Some wmtie hints on manners are giv
en by an exchange, from which we select
a few:
Don't be disturbed if yon find the best
seats in a railroad car taken. As no one
knew yon were coming, of course they
did not reserve one.
When a car is crowded, don't fill a seat
with your bundle& True politeness is
not amiss even amidst the confusion and
bustle of a public conveyance.
If an open window proves uncomforta
ble to another, you will olose it.
Whispering in church is impolite. Be
sides showing disrespect to the speaker,
it is.extremely annoying to those who
wish to beam Coughing ehonld be
avoided as much as possible. Sleeping,
with its fregneat snoring, had better be
done at borne.
Violent perftimes, especially those con
taining musk arc °Drub° to many peo
ple, and to some postively distressing.
Don't smut yomself when going to any
crowded assembly, Beecher says, " there
is no smell so universally pleasing as no
smell."
—Why-la a baby a pod euchre player
Bettage *era% go skim
VOLUME XXVIII, NUMBER 9.
A Singular Story of Theft and 310.
A somewhat complicated and certainly
very strange case of theft,repentanoe and
a just punishment is reported front fie
interior of New York. A respectable
girl, the daughter of a farmer, went into
the service of a family in a neighborin g
lage to her home as a servant. Her em
ployer was a small merchant, but a man
of supposed honesty and integrity. One
day while workinr , in the bedroom of ir"r
employer a roll of bills fell from the pork
et of his coat, which the girl picked up,
and being, as she afterwards said, "temp
ted by the devil," appropriated the sum to
her own use. On examination of her
prize she found it to consist of $67 in dif
ferent sized bill. Although ade_pected of
the theft it could not be proved against
her, and so one day the girl started for a
neighboring town to spend some of all
her money.
On making her purchases, and offering
the stolen bills in payment, they were
found to be counterfeits, and she was ad
vised to destroy them, She then visited
three or more other stores, and with the
same result. At last she went to the
bank, and gliad the bills examined, bat
was again told they were counterfeit. She
then started to walk to her home, which
reached after several hours of traveL A
person who had heard of the theft, and
saw her produce the roll of bills, inform
ed her employer of her doings in the
town, and on her arrival she was threat
ened with arrest, but usher parents stated
that in turn they would cause the employ
er's arrest for having counterfeit money
in his possession the affair was allowed to
rest. The next evening while in attend
ance at a Methodist recip4
up in rue timer ana claiming to
hare found religion, told the story of' her
theft, her attempt to pass the bills and
their being counterfeit, also gave her em
ployer's name. She then fell to the ground,
in a fit, and, being carried to an adjoining
house, was soon pronounced to have a sc
vere attack.of brain fever.
The excitement of the news that the
highly respectable Mr.—was a holder of
such a large sum of counterfeit money,
was intense, and the next day in session
the Select man of the town agreed to
look into the matter. This has been post
poned from time to time and no regular
examination has been had. In the mean
time, the girl only recovered from the at.
tack of bruin fever to be found to be en
tirely blind and a confirmed lunatic. Tile
employer finds it hard work to make
change for his customers, as all bills pas
sing through his hands are suspected, and
so the matter rests for the present,
analminive
The death of Gottschalk, while at the
piano. in the act of performing his fa.
vorite composition, " LaMorte," is by no
means the first circumstance of its kind
related in musical and dramatic history.
We recall immediately Moliere and hie
" Maludie Imaginiare." The chief per
sonage in the comedy was a sick mail,
which part was played by theauthor him
self. It was the fourth night of the run,
Moliere, weak and ailing, went on for the
character, and got through it until the
scene in which his " business" was to fall
as if dead. This he did so well, that the
audience and the 'persons in the play were
deceived. But, alas ! it was no acting, fur
the poor dram'atist was dead in truth.
Hughes, the dramatist, died in an hour
after his receiving the acconut of the suc
cess of his play of " The Siege of Dames.
cos." Moody, the tragedian, died in the
very middle of his performace of Claudio,
in " Measure for Measure." He had been
melancholy for some time, on account of
the InstA of mien member of &ma!,
and on the evening of the play was seen
to retire to his dressing room and weep.
But his impersonation was mueh better
than it had ever been before; so much so,
indeed, that his follow-aotars remarked it,
At last, in the scene where Isabella, bids
him prepare for execution, and ho answers
in those beautiful lines beginning," "Ay,
but to die, and go we know nqt where"—,
he suddenly became faint, and fell to the
stage. Thu audience for a moment im
agined it was a new point, and applauded
accordingly. But the truth was very soon
made manifest.
Somewhat similar was the death of John
Palmer, for whom Sheridan may he said
to have written 4 The School for Scandal."
The play was the "Stranger." Palmer,
who had been, like Moody, beset with mel.
ancholy for some time before, after utter
ing the line, "There is another and a bet
er world," with touching pathos, soddenly
paused, closed his eyes, and leaned upon
the Francis of the evening, Whitfield.—
Ile had spoken his last words on earth.
Edmund Kean's last appearance was iu
" Othello." When he came to those grand
lines—" CH now, Ibrever,
farewell the
tranquil mind ! Farewell content," be
paused. Then slowly, slowly, until the
musio of the last cadence became but as
a breath. "Speak to them, Charles,"
whispering to his son; "1 4tut dying 1"
And so he was.
DON'T LEAN UPON °lima—Half, at
least of the disappointed men one meets
with, aro victims of ill-grounded hopes and
expectations—persona who have tried to
lean upon others instead of relying upon
themselves,
WANT Os PaIIDYNCI) is too frequently
the want of virtue; nor is there on
a more powerful advocate of vice 'than
poverty.
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bet by which:y(lli may.spell characters.
Cazzavtaatraa o T4amarbrea halt
tivnr e n a l ilcolneg 8 3 P 4 halt item a
beliefin the penonal goober:4 of others.
—An old toper was recently reduced
to the necessity of drinking: a glass of
water, as nothing else Could b bad. On
tasting it, he smacked his lips in a thoug ht .
ful way, and exclaimed, "Why, it isn't so
bad alter all I shouldn't wonder if for
weakly women and tender ohilkez•'
was quite a wholesonW-5
nomanla.
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