The Montrose Democrat. (Montrose, Pa.) 1849-1876, July 10, 1872, Image 1

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E. B. HAWLEY, Proprietor..
guano!) CA*.
BHIPUAN & CASE.
Oaddlajlareets and Tronk :oaken. dbop In O. Rogers'
Store Banding' Brooklyn, Pa. Oak Itarnessen heavy
and Ilaht. mail to order.
ItrooWyn, Aptil I. 181X—in0
D. D. filltlTH
Matti located at Illnapetinto, Depot, Manufaetarto of
sodas/Ala Inltattatoi belioj Iternelsees,Colners,Whlps,
Teutilte.tieddlesote.,ttoPDONby stiiet *tient tOtt to bust-
Jam eta btu Malin. to have a liberal shank of
=l ea.
1, 1872.—oot0—m.a.
BURNS & NICHOLS,
wi.LAMPI to Drugs, Medicines, Chemicals. MPS
*tads, Paints, 011,, 7arniab; Liquors, Spites. Pima
■st;dn, Patent Medicines, Perfumery and Toilet Ar•
masa rrPreseeptlons earchilly.compounded.—
Mick Block. Montrose, Pa.
Bosse. - taros Nranqui.
Feb. El, MM.
DR. D. A. LATMAOP.
:Addladen Surma° Toamatt 11111111, at the Foot of
Chatuat street. Call and commit to aIJ Chronic
Dlimattdi.
MontroliO, Jan. VI. —non—lf.
J. E. SHOEMAKER.
Attoreey et Lew, Montrose. Pa. I.llllce next door below
the Tarbell Hone. Public Avenue.
Montrose, Jan. 17, 1871R—no9-Iy.
C. E. BALDWIN,
Sorrow= and Corm= AT Law, Great Bend. Penn
eylvanla. Szn,
8. L. UALDWIN, •
Arra= At Law, Montrose, Pa. Once with James
M. Cannata Eso.
Montrose, August g 0,1871. tf.
LOWIIIS at LUSH.
Attorner at Law, Office No. tffia Lackawanna Avercute.
&mon. Pa. Practice In tho aeyeral Courts of Lu.
setae acid aniquehenna COOntICS.
F. Z. Looea.
Banton. Sept. F041.871.—tf.
W. 1. CROSSTION.
Attorney it Ls*. Oinee st. the Court House. In the
Cemettseloner's Mee. W. A. CAOUIVIN.
Montrose. Sept. W. 1671.—tf-
ISCIUNZEr..
IfIcKENZIE, & FATIELOT.
.iaers In Dry Goods, Clothing, Ladles *ad Misses
One Shoes. Also, agents for the great American
Tea and Coffee Company. [Montrose, Pa., ap. 1;10,
DR. W. W. SMITH,
Ihnmwr. Boone at him dwelling, next door cut of the
itepablicao printing odice..o6dee hours from 9a. a.
too T. a.. Urn:arose, /feY d. 1871—tf
THE ilkilinEEl-11a: Hal Han
Charley Morrie la the barber, wbo can ihaveyoar face to
order; Ciao brown, black sad gilzslay bar, In' bin
ollee,jast ay stairs. There you will and hint, over
Oeta•s store. below IleSenties—Junt one door.
Montrose, Joao 7,1871.—tt C. MORRIS.
J. B. & A. S. 711eCOLLUXI,
Annum at Lay Office over the Bank, Montrose
Pa. Montrone, Ma) 10. 107 L t 1
.I. D. VAIL,
HensersresePorsteruat ua arreozow. Has permanently
located Unmet( in Montrose, Pt.. where he mUlprompt.
LI attend to alt =lista Ills profession with which he may
be timed. Offiee sal residence we of the Conn
House. near Filch O
Mont tiValson's ones.
rose. February e. ten.
LAW OFFICE•
FMB • WATACIN, Attcmaays •t Law. at the 014 ellea
of Baatlay At Fitch. Staatrose, Pa.
L. F. KIM o=ll. -.1.(
CHARLES N. STODDARD,
Basin In Boots and Shoes, Hats and Caps. Leather and
?indium Nain Straw. tat door below Boyd's Store.
Work made to order. sod repairing done neatly.
Montrose. JIM I, ISM
LEWIS KNOLL,
BRAVING AND Man DRESSING.
/hey In the new Postai:dee building. 'where he will
lw round toady to attend all who may want anything
In hid line. Montrose, Pa. Oct- id. 1869.
DR. S. W. DAYTON,
SIIECIEON, tenders his services to
Os citizens at Great Bend and vicinity. Office at his
residence, impostte Barnum Mame, (Pk liettairtnags.
Sept. Ist, IM—ti
A. 0. IVARBEN,
AMPOSNET AA . WM. Bounty, Back Pay. Pension
and Isensni an Calms attended to. Ogee Br
.sta below Bcryirsitoni,'Mottrose.Ps. [Au. 1. 'l9
. XL C. BUTTON,
Auctioneer, and Insurance Agent,
ma our Prtanalialll,l% Pa.
C. 8. GILBERT,
Altomoticosupor.
Great, Dena, I%
TS. Ef.
angl Ott
ANIII ELY,
Q. El. ~ A.u.crticrsseer.
nag. 1, BM Adtreso, Brooklyn, Pa
JOHN GROVES,
31.1111101WILIC TAILOR, Noatrau, Pa. easy Bray
Chesoiler's Mors. • All orders flied drst•rste style.
Quints done on short notice, and warranted to As.
W. W. SMITH,
CABINET AND CHMILARINACTUREBB.- 1.00,
of Main stmt. klanutse, Pa. Ag. 1. MI
STECtiVIR. 13111.01VN,
Fits AND uhr,rstsuaeiwz ACIIINTI3.
business attenttoltopromptly, on Lair terms. °Mee
first door =Mot .'Montrose Hotel," west stde of
Public Avenue, Matron. Pa : [Ang.1,1669.
BILLEIRIS Beim?. ems= L linoWsi•
ABEL TERRELL,
D 1.61,E$ in Drags, Patent Medicines, Chemicals
Liquors, Palms, Cills,Dye Staffs, Varnishes, Win ..w
Glsas, Groceries, Glaze Ware, Wall MA Window Pa,
psr,Stonsmare Lamps, Kerosene, Machinery Oils,
T:1111101, 021111:AMMunklon, Salves, Spectacles
Brushes, Piney Goods, Jewelry, Perth eery,
Wulf lone of the most,. numerous, extensive, and
valuable collections of Goads in Susgoebanns Co.—
Established In MS. t Montrose, Pa.
D. W. SEARLE,
TTOILMIT AT LAW, office over the More of A.
Latbrop,SA the Mick Block, Montrose, Pa. [AV 69
DS. W. L. RICHARDSON;
Eitelcuait i ERIBOZON, tenders his professions
services to Oa citizens of Montrose and vie/WM
Oda stlisraddenes, on the. comer east of arra
Bros. Foundry. [Aug. 1, 869..
DEL E. L. GARDINER,
PHYSICIAN , and SURGEON. Montrose. Pa: Gives
especial attention to disown of the Heart and
LIZZIg. and all &MOW diseases. Office over W. B.
Dena.' Boards at Nestle's Hotel. (dha.1.1869.
11UNT BROTHERS,
elat/LNTOrt,
Wholesale & Beall Dealers in
HARDWARE, IRON, STEEL,
NAILS, SritiLS, SROVELS,
SUELDER'S HARDWARE,
EINE RAIL, uOUNTERSUNK Rl' BAIL B PLSEB
RAILBOAD d MINING SUPPLIES.
, CARILUSE SPRINGS. AXLES, SKEINS AND
BOXES, BOLTS, NUTS and WABEEES,
PLATED BANDS. MALLEABLE
IRONS; OtU39. SPOKES.
PELLOES. - SEATELPINDLES, BOWE, de.
*anus, suss, STOCKS and DIES, BELLOWS
HARMERS. SLEDGES. FILES, &C.
4111CULAR AND MILL SAWS. BOLTING. PACKER°
TACKLE 'MOMS. PLASTER PARIS
CEMENT. RAM & ORLNDISTONES.
PUNCH WINDOW OLASS.LLATIIES& EMENDS
WAIRSANIVII SCALES.
Scranton. Morel St. 1863.
INROVIII MBE!
PATENT= HO 11.83117.6.CT1ME.: •
irgtANGELBLE Speed and Doable Drive NneeL
, Litiigls the Great, New York State National Premium
tea, t Llso i? the Gr eat Oblo Nittanisl Premiccms, Midst Ulu
MO.
AndPram=al Mt* Pan:minas. Maryland and Vlndala Bute
Thaarg slutple,cempact, roacmal entirely frost
the re wheels. and emulated In a neat cue. In the
Of CU mschine. effectually summing it
front gait
i'beOperaficte can be Melted (Intently from • Met
%wed to au attar: slower,
.vithosit. stop. teas Wipe-
Una to bad Mims and not and Men_ fle •
vitae I Ii Perfect rre emu lie ono
west 1148 begone doubt the
awn* a 1 lati=tePeff anal=
prectbriellieeleie we,
5M 1 0 1 1160111,114 .. 1141 1 11 PIM
loafs Corner.
A POOR NA B% DARLING.
A TALE OF BARD TI MM
Why irun leave me, Asthma Machreef
You lame life, you we:alight, you were all to me;
Oh, our hearts are sad, and our cot is lone,
For we miss your face by the old hearthstone.
We cannot laugh, lbr we do not bear
Your merry both, love, so so ft and clear;
We never dance as we danced of yore,
When your little feet beat the cabin floor.
But we gather around the fire at night,
And the white walls gleam in the ruddy light;
There we see your cloak and your Utile chair—
But oh, my deans, you are not there!
Your pray-book Is faded, old, and brown—
Here and there, as you left them, the leaves turn-
And oh, my darling, I even trace [ed down ,
Your finger-marks In some well-worn place.
Then each faded leaf I fondly kiss;
Oh. no relic of old Is so dear as this I
And I weep ray darling, when none are near
O'er the little fingers that rested here.
My gentle Ells , you came to me
In the cold dark hour of adversity;
We were never very poor, but a jewel rare
Shone in our heart, love, when you were there.
Deaver you grew to our hearts each day—
Every cold,barsh thought,love you smiled away ;
And each want in our love we !soon forgot,
Far yon brought content to our humble cot,
Light was my heart as I toiled away;
For I thonght of you as I tossed the hay ;
And the fairest blossoms that round me grew,
My own little darling, I !opt for you.
WLDAInm
Blithely I sung when my toil was o'er,
As I sauntered on to our cabin door ;
For I saw in the shade of the old ash tree
Your smiling face looking out for me.
Ah, me! how you sweet blue eyes would shine
As I climbed the hill with your hand in mine ;
But you talked so wise that you make me start
And clasp you close to my trembling heart.
Ell=ll
The golden autumn glided past,
And the dreaded winter came on at last;
While smaller each day grew our little store,
Till the last had gone and we had no more.
Hunger my darling,is bard to bear;
Sti:l without murmur you bore your share I
Like a patient spirit you hovered near,
In want and in sorrow our hearts to cheer,
Matey and Mary would cry for bread,
But you laughed and danced, love, and sang in
stead.
Oh, dear little heart I you were kind and brave;
You knew there was none, so you did not crave.
You sang when your voice was faint and weak,
When the bloom had flown from your fair,
round cheek;
In your tiny breast gnawed the hunger paid,
But you'll's; my darling, would notgompLiin.
•
Oh, 'twas Sweet to feel your soft arms twine,
And your warm young faze pressing close to
mine.
" Are you hungry, love r I would whisper low .
But you shook your head, and you answered
"No"
My darling! I saw you fade away
Like the last soft glance of the chain; day ;
As the dying note of some magic strain
That charms the heart, then is hashed again.
The shadow of death, love, dimmed your eyes,
As the dark clouds pass o'er the sunny skies;
And drooping lids ceer those sweet eyes fell
At the last soft stroke of the vesper bell.
A little eigh—it was all I heard,— •
Like the fluttering wing of a captive b ird ;
And a sobbing voice, from behind the bed,
Saying : "Father, father, hly dead r
CHICAGO.
Men said at vr : All la well I
In one wild n t the city fell ;
Fell shrines player and marts of gain
Before the fiery hurricane
On threescore spires had =net shone,
Where ghastly sunrise looked on none
Men clasped each other's hands, and said
The Clty of the West is dead
Brave hearts who fought, irt slow retreat,
The fiends of fire from street to street,
Turned, powerless to the blinding glare,
The dumb defiance of despair.
A sudden impulse shrilled each wire
That signaled round that sea of fire :
Swift words of cheer, warm heart-throbs came ;
In tears of pity died the flame!
From East, from West, from South and North,
The messages of hope abut forth,
And, underneath the severing wave,
The world, fhll-handed, reached to nave.
Fair seemed the old ; but fairer still
The new the dreary void shall rill,
With dearer homes than those o'erthrown,
For love shall lay each cornerstone.
Rise, stricken city!—from thee throw
The ashen sackcloth of thy woe ;
And build, as Thebes to Amphion's strain,
To songs of cheer thy walls again ?
How shrivelled in thy hot distress
The primal sin of selfishness
How instant rose, to take thy part,
The angel in the human heart.
Ah ! not in vain the flames that tossed
Above thy dreadful holocaust ;
The Christ again has preached through thee
The Gospel of humanity 1
Then lift once more tby towers on high,
And fret with spires the western sky,
To tell that God Is yet with us,
•
And love is still miraculous I
J. G. Wrarrnat.
grevities and Witicioing.
vonngster of literary taste lately
deseribe - d Darwin as the one who believed
"we degenerated from a monkey."
—The only prisoner m Jail at South
Bend' Ind., is indignant at the circum
stance. He says be wasn't condemned to
solitary confinement.
—"A pig wilt eat out of any trough,"
said Deacon Jessup to his son Tom, who
had just come ,from a whaling voyage.
'l. would like to see him eat out of the
trough of the sea," said Torn.
—A young lady says that a gentleman
ought never to feel discouraged when the
momentous question is negatived by the
object of his choice, for in love, as in
gmmmer; we always decline- before we
conjugate. -
—Some persons were discussing the
proba - ble nationality of a very tall and
slim foreign ladyzho put on unusual
airs. "I think she is a Swede," said one.
"A Russian, I think," ventured another.
"I think," said a wag; "that she looks
more like a Pea .
MONTROSE, PA., WEDNESDAY, JII.L,Y 10, 1872.
piocellintouo.
AUNT PEN% WITNEMIAL.
Poor Aunt Pen! lam sorry to say it,
but for a person alive and well, tolerably
well and very much alive, that is, she did
use to make the greatest business of dy
ing I Alive! why, when she stretched out
on the sofa, after an agony of asthma, or
indigestion, or whatever it was, and had
called us all about her with fatterings and
tears, and was apparently at her last gasp,
she would suddenly rise, like her own
ghost, at the sound of a second ringing
of the door-bell, which our little renegade
Israel had failed to answer, and declared
if she could only lay one hand on Israel
she would box his ears till they heard!
For the door bell was, perhaps, among
many, one of Aunt Pen's weakest points.
She knew everybody in town, as you
might. say. She was exceedingly euter
taining to everybody outside the family.
She was a great favorite with everybody.
Countless gossips came to see her, tink
ling at the door-bell, and hated individu
ally by Israel, brought her all the news,
heard all the previous ones had brought,
admired her, praised her, pitied her, listen
ed to her, and welt away leaving her iu
such a satisfied mood that she did not die
any more that day. And as they Went
away they always paused at the door to
say to some of us what a cheerful invalid
Aunt Pen had made !•erself, and what a'
nest of sunbeams her room always was,
and what a lessen her patience and en
durance ought to be. Bat, oh dear me,
how very little they knew about it all
We all live 4 together, as it happened ;
for when we children were left alone with
but a small income, Aunt Pen, who was
also alone, and only five years my senior,
wrote - us word that we might as well come
to her house in the city, for it wonld't
make expenses more, and might make
them less if we divided them ; and then,
too, she•said she would always be sure of
three bright and reasonable nurses. Poor
Aunt Pen ! perhaps she did not find us
either so bright or so reasonable as she
had expected, for we used to think that I
in her less degree she went off on the
same principle with the crazy man who
declared all the rest of the world except
himself insane.
In honest truth, as doctor after doctor
was turned away by the impatient and
distempered woman up stairs, each one
took, occassion to say to us down stairs
that' oar aunt's illness was of that nature
that all the physic it required was to have
her fancies humored, and that we never
need give ourselves any uneasiness, for
she would, doubtless, live to a good old
age, unless some acute disease should in
tervene, as there was nothing at all ethe
matter with her, except a slight nervous
sensitiveness, that never destroyed' any
body. I suppose we were a set of youug
heathens, for really dietc were times, if
you will believe it when that was the most
reassuring statement in the world.
However, sometimes Aunt Pen found a
doctor, or a medicine, or a coarse diet, or
something, that gave her great sensations
of relief, and then she would come down,
and go about the house, and praise our
administration, and say everything went
twice as far as it used to go before we
came, and tell us delightful Stories of our
mottles housewifely skill, and be quite
herself again ; and she would make the
table ring with laughter, and give charm
ing little tea-parties ; and theu we an did
wiph that Aunt Pen would live forever,
and be down stairs. But probably the
next day, after one of the tea-parties.
oysters, or claret punch,,or hot cakes, or
all together. had wrought their diablerie.
and the doctor was sent for, and the warm
ing-pan was brought out, and there was
another six weeks' siege, in which, obeyed,
by every one, and physicked by herself,
and Bpmpathized with to her heart's con
tent by callers, and slant up in ibot room
with the windows full of flowering plant!,
and somebody reading endless novels to
her with the lights - burning all night
long, if she wasn't ill she had every in
ducement to be, and nothing but an in
' domitable eonstitntion hindered it. It
was perfectly idle for us to tell her she
•was hurting herself; it only made her
very indignant with us, and more de
termined than ever to persist in doing so.
Of course, then, the longer Annt Pen
staid in her room, the worse she did get,
and her nerves, with confinement and
worry and relaxation, would by-and-by
be in a condition for any sort of an out
burst if we attempted the least reasoning
with her. She. would become; for one
thing, as sleepless as an owl; then she was
going to be insane; and down would the
hydrate of chloral go till the doctor forbade
it on the pain ordeath. After the chlor
al,too,such horrid eyes as she had ! the eyes
you know, that chloral always leaves, in
, flamed, purple, swollen, heavy, crying and
good for anything but seeing. Immedi
ately then Aunt Pen went into a new
tantrum ; she was going to be stone-blind,
and dependent on three heartless hussies
for all the mercies in this life; but no,
thank goodness! she had frignds that
would see she did not go absolately to the
wall, and would never suffer her to be im
posed on by a parcel of girls who didn't
care whether she lived or died, who per
haps would rather she would die, who
stood opened-handed for her bequests;
she would leave per money to the alms
house, and if we wanted it we could go and
get it there! And after that, to be sure,
Aunt Pen would havo a fit of remorse for
her words, and confess ber sin chokingly,
and have ne all'dome separately and for
give her, and !would thy she was the
wretchedeat woman on the face of the
earth, that she should live undesired till
her friends were! all tired, and then die
unlamented; and would buret into tears
ind cry herself into a tearing headache,
and have ice on her head and a blister in
the back of her neck, and be quite con
fident that now she was really going off
with congestion of the brain.
After that, for a day or two, she would
be. in a heavenly frame of mind with the
blister and cahbage leavis and simple
cerete, and a coli . ple of mirrors by which
to examine the rise and fall of the blister;
and having had ei hint of real illness, she
would consent quite smilingly to the act
of convalescence, and a descent to the
healthy regions of the palms once more.
Betio sooner were all gay and happy
in the house again, running out as ve
pleased, beginning to think of parties and
drives and theatres and all amusements,
and rather unobservant, as young folks
are apt to be unobservant, of Aunt Pen's
slight habitual e enefveness in the absence
of guests or excitement, and of her ways
generally, then Aunt Pen would challenge
some lobster-salad to mortal combat, and,
of course, came out floored by the colic.
A little whiskey then; and as a little gave
so much ease, she would try a great deal.
The result was a precipitate retreat np
stairs, a bowling hysteric, bilious cramps,
the doctor, a subcutaneous injection of
morphine in her arm;
the chattering like
a magpie, relapse into awful silence, and,
convinced that the morphine had been
carried straight into her heart, a com
posing of hands and feet, an injured dis
missal of every soul front the room, with
the assurance that we should find her
straight and stiff, and stone-dead in the
morning.
We never did. For, as we seldom had
the opportunity of an undisturbed night's
rest, we usually took her at her word if
any excess of ill temper, or drowsiness
occasioned banishment from her rresenoe.
Not that we had always been so calm
'about it; there was a time when we were
excited with every alarm, thrown into
flurries and panics quite to Aunt" Pen's
mind, running after the doctor ;at two
o'clock in the morning, building afire in
the range ourselves at midnight to make
gruel for her, rubbing her till we rubbed
the skin off her hands, combing her hair
till' we fell asleep standing; but Aunt
Pen had cried wolf so long, and the doc
tors had all declared so stoutly that there
was no wolf, that our once soft hands and
hearts had become quite hard and concrete.
When at last Annt Pen had an alarm
from nearly every illness for which the
pharmacopmia prescribes, and she knew
that neither we nor the doctors would
listen to the probability of their recur
rence, she had an attack of the "sinking."
No, there was no particular disease, she
used to say, only sinking, she had. been
pulled down to an extent from which she
tied no strength to recuperate; she was
only sinking, a little weaker to-day than
she was yesterday, only sinking. But
Aunt Pen ate a very gaod breakfast of
broiled birds and toast and coffee; a very
good lunch of cold meats and dainties,
and a great goblet of thick cream ; a very
good dinner of soup and roast and vege
tables and desert, and perhaps a chicken
bone at eleven o'clock in the evening.
And when the saucy Israel, who carried
up her tray, heard her say she was sink
ing, he remarked that it was because of
the load on he: stomach.
One day, I remember, Aunt Pen wee
very much worse than usual. We were
all in her room, a sunshiny place which
she had connected with the adjoining one
bp slidin doors, that it might be big
enough for us all to bring our work or:
occasion and make it lively for her. She
had on a white casimcre dressing-gown,
and she lay among the luxurious cush
ions of a blue lounge, with a paler blue
blanket, which she had one of us tri
cot for her, lying over her feet, and alto
gether she looked very ideal and ethereal;
for Aunt Pen always did have such an ev- . .
to picturesque effect that I dcpi'',l"7,
how' '" tuhe could ever consee"e "'ea °'
monlderiug away dust like common
clay. •
She clad sent Maria down for Mel and
me to come up stairs with whatever occu
pied us, for she was convinced that she
was failing fast, and knew we should re
gret it if we did not have the last of her.
As we had received the same messages
nearly every other day during, the last
three or four weeks, we lid not feel ex
traordinary alarmed, but composedly took
our baskets and scissors, and trudged along
after Maria.
"I am sure I ought to be glad that I've
succeeded iu training my nieces into snch
industrious habits," said Aunt Pen, after
a little while, looking at Mel; "but I
should think that when a near relative
approached the point of death, the Pact
might throw needles and thread into the
background for a time." Then she paus
ed for Maria to fan a little more breath
into her. "It's different with Helen," soon
she said ; "the white silk shawl she is
netting for me may be needed at any mo
ment to lay me out in."
"Dear me, Aunt Pen!" cried Mel;
"what a picture you'd be, laid out in a
white net shawl !" For the doctor had
told us to laugh at these whims all we
might.
"'Oh, yon heartless girl r said Aunt
Pen. "To think of pictures at such a
time!" And she closed her eyes as if weary
of the wirrld. .
"I never saw anybody who liked to
revel in the ghastly way you do, Aunt
Pen."
"Mel r said Aunt Pen, with quite a
show of color in her cheek, "I shall send
you down stairs."
"Do," said Mel ; "where I can cut out
my gown in peace."
-Cutting a gown at the bedside of the
dying! Are you cold-blooded, or are yoit
insensible ?"
"Aunt Pen," said sfel, leaning on the
poiut of her scissors, "you know very well
that I have to make my own dresses, or
go without them. And you have kept
me running your idle errands, up and
down two flights of stairs, to the doctors
and the druggist's and goodness knows
where and all, till I havn't a thread of
anything that is fit to s be seen. You've
been posturing the grand finale of yours,
too, all the last three weeks, and it's time
you bad it perfect now; and you must
let me alone till I get my gown done."
"It will do to wear at my funeral," said
Aunt Pen, bitterly, as she concluded.
"No, it wont," said Mal, doggedly ; "it's
red."
"Red!" cried Aunt Pen, suddenly,
opening hereyes, and half-rising on one
hand. "'What in wonder have you bought
erred dress for? You are quite aware that
I can't bear the least intimation of the
color. My nerves are in such a state that
a shrel of red makes me—"
"Yon won't see it, know," said Mel, in
what did seem to me an unfeeling man
ner."
"No," said Aunt. Pen. "Very true. I
shan't see it. But what," added she'
presently, snapping open her eyes, "eon
eidered as a mere piece of economy, you
bought a red dress for, when you are
immediately going into black, passes
common sense to conjecture! You had
better send it down and have it d'ed at
once before you cut it, for the shrinkage
will aribil it forever if you don't."
"Much black I shall go into," said
Mel.
Maria laughed. Aunt Pen cried.
"Aunt Pen," said the cruel Mel, "if
you were going to die you woulden't be
crying. Dying people have no tears to
abed, the doctor sacs'•'
"Somebody ought toc cry," said poor
Aunt Pen, witheringly. "Don't talk to
me about doctors," she continued, after a
silence, interrupted only by the snapping
of the scissors. "They are a setnof quacks.
They know nothing. I will have all the
doctors in the town at my futigral for
pall bearers. It will be a satire too delicate
for them to appreciate though, Speaking
of that occasion, Helen," she went on,
turning to me as a possible • ally, "I have
so many friends that I suppose the house
will be full."
"Wouldn't you enjoy it more from
church, auntie ?" eeid I.
"Oh, you hard and wicked girls!" she
cried. "You're all alike. Listen to me !
If yon won't hear my wishes, you must
take my. commands. Now, in the first
place, I want the parlors to be overflowing
with flowers, literally lined with flowers.
I don't care how much money it takes;
there'll bo enough left for you—more
than you•deserve, And I want you to
be very share that I'm not to be expos
ed unless I look exactly as I'd like to
look. You're to put on my white silk
that I was to have been married in, and
my veil, add the false orange blossoms.
They're all iu the third drawer of the
press, and the keys on my chatelaine.
And if—if—well," said Aunt Pen, more
to herself than ea, "if he comes, he'll
understand. The Bride of Death."
After that she did not say any more
for some minutes, and we were all silent
and sorry, and Mel was fidgeting in a
riot of repentance; we had never, either
of us, heard a word of any romance of
Aunt Pen before. We began to imagine
that there might be some excuse for the
overthrowing of Aunt Pen's nervous
system, some reality in the overthrow.
"You will leave this ring on my flinger,"
said she, by and by. "If Chauncey Read
comes and wants it, be will take it' ofE
It will fit his finger as well now, I sup
pose, as it did when he wore it before he
gave it to me." Then Aunt Pep bit her
lip and shut her eyes, and seemed to be
slipping off into a gentle sleek)._
By the way," said she, sitting upright
on the lounge, "I. won't have the horses
from Brown's livery—"
"The what, auntie?"
" The horses fur the cortege. You
know Brown but that magnificent span
of his in the hearse on aticount or mem
handsom action. shure Mrs. Gaylard
would have seen the way they pranced at
her funeral last fall. I was determined
then that they never should draw me;"
,qua can't have them from
a fo ri r d e h A a n u d n t
Lereelf be-
Tiit,,s for the same reason," said she.
Pen sh i iver.a roe
-al m l his animals are skittish ; and you
remember when a pair-of. them took fri
ght and dashed away from the procession
and ran straight to the river, and there'd
have been four other funerals if the sch
ooner at the wharf hadn't stopped the
runaways. And Timlins has a way, too,
of letting white horses follow the hearse
with the first mourning coach, and it's
very bad luck, very —an ill omen, a pro
hecy of Death and the Pale Horse, again
you know. And I won't have have them
from Shawn's either," said Aunt Pen,
"for he is simply the greatest extortioner
since old Isaac the Jew."
"Well, auntie," said Mel, forgetful of
her late repentance, "I don't see but you'll
have to go with Shank's mare."
Even Aunt Pen laughed then. "Don't
you really think you are going to loose
me, girls ?" asked she.
"No, Auntie," replied Maria. "We I I
thinkyou are a hypo."
"A hypo ?" •
"Not a hypocrite," said Mel, "but a hy
pochondriac.',
"I wish I were," sighed Aunt Pen ; "I
wish I were. I should have some hope of
myself then," said the poor, inconsistent
innocent. "Oh no; I feel it only too
well; lam going fast. You will regret
your disbelief when I am gone ;" and she'
lay back upon her pillows. "That re
minds me,' •she murmured, presently,
"about my monument."
"Oh, Aunt Pen, do bee still I" said
Mel.
"No," said Aunt Pen, firmly;. "it may
be a disagreeable duty, hut that is all the
bettet reason for me to bring my mind to
it. And if I don't attend to it now, it
-it never will be attended to. I know what
relatives are. They put down a slab of
slate with a skull and cross-bones scratch
ed on it; and think they've done their
duty. Not that I min any reflections
on Yon; you're all well-meaning, but
you're giddy. I shall haunt you if you
do anything of the kind! No; you may
send Mr. Mason up here this afternoon,
and I will go over his designs with him.
I am going to have carved Carrara marble
set in a base of polished Scotch granite,
and the inscription is —Girls." cried
Aunt Pen, rising and clasping her knees
unexpected energy, "I expressly forbid
my age being punted in the paper, or on
the stone! I wont gratify every gosship
in town, that I won't! 1 shall take real
pleasure in baffling their curiosity. and
don't you ask Tom Maltby to be at 112.,
funmal,, or let him come in, if he comes
himself, on any account, whatever. -I
should rise in my shroud if ho approaches
me. Yes. I should! Tom Maltby may
be all very well ; I dare say he is ; and I
hope t 0. ., die at peace with him and all
mankind, as a good Christain should. I
forgive him; yes, certainly, I forgive him;
but it dosen't follow , that I need forget
him; and so song as I remember him, the
way he Conduct:O. himself in buying the
hew over my head I can't getover, dead
or alive." And here Aunt Pen took the
fan froth Maria, and moved it actively,
till she: remembered herself,• when- she
tesigned it. "One thing more," she said.
"Whatever happens, Helen, don't let me
me kept over Sunday. There'll certainly
be another deatbin the bray within a
year if you do. p I die on Saturday
there's no help for it. Common decency
won't let you. shove me into 'the giound
at once,..luid so you will have to make up
your mind for a second summons. And
Atint Pen, contemplating the suttee of
some one of us with great philosophy,
lay down and closed her eyes again:
"You might have it by torchlighting on
Sunday night, though," said she, - half
opening them. "That would be very
pretty." And then. she dropped ,off to
sleep with such a satisfaction expressed
of countenance that we judged her to be
welcoming,in imagination, the guests at
her last rites herself.
Whatever the dream was, she was sad
rousep from it by the wretched little
Israel, who came bounding up the stairs,
and, without a word of warning: burst
into the room, almost white with horror.
Why Israel was afraid I can't conjecture,
but, at any rate, a permanent fright would
have been of great permanent fright
would hate been of great personal advan
tage to him. "Oh, ma'am! oh, miss!
dere's a pusson down stair, a culled wo
man, wid der small-pox !" he almost whis
pered in his alarm.
"With the small-pox I" cried Aunt Pen
springing into the middle of the floor,
regardless of her late reponce in articulo
mortis. "Go away, Israel I Have you
been near her? Put her out immediate
ly! How on earth did she get there?"
"You allns told me to let everybody in„'
chattered Israel.
"Put her out! put her out" cried Aunt
Pen, half dancing with impatience.
"We can't get her out. She's right
acrost der door-step. We's feared to tech
her."
Bat Aunt Pen's head was out of the
window, and she wag shonting,'"Police!
fire! murder! theives" possibly in the
order of importance of the four calami
ties, but quite g.t. if Rho boa plenty of
breath left; and, fora wonder, the police
came to the rescue,anddirectlyafterwaids
an ambulance took the poor victim of
the frightful epidemic to the hospital. I
believe it turned cut to be only measles
after all, though.
"Run, Israel!" screamed Aunt Pen
then "run instantly and bring home a
couple of pounds of roll-brimstone, and
tell the maids to riddle the furnace fire,
and make it as bright and hot as possible,
and to light fires in the parlor grates, and
in the old Latrobe, and in every room in
the house, without loosing a minute.
We'll make this house too warm for it."
And, to our amazement, as soon as
Israel came darting back with the impish
material, she took a piece in each hand,
directed us to do the same, and, wrapping
the blue afghan round her shoulders, des
cended to the lower room three steps at a
time, sent for the doctor to come and
vaccinate us, and having set h chair pre
cisely over the register where a red-hot
stream of air was nnyaring 11D Plhe placed
herself upon it and issued her order. ,
Every window was closed, every grate
from basement to attic had a fire lighted
in it, and little pans of brimstone were
bathing in every room end hall in the
house while we, astonished, indignant,
frightened and amused, sat enduring the
torrents of vapor and sulphur baths to
the point of suffocation.
"I can't bear this another moment,"
wheezed Mel.
"It's the only way,' replied she, serene
ly, with a rivulet trickling down her
nose. "You kill the germs by heat, and
since we can't bake ourselves quite to
death, we make sure of the work bp the
fumes."
And as she sat there, her face rubicund,
her swan's-down straight, drops on her
cheeks, her chin, her forehead, and
wherever drops could cling, her • eyes
watering, her curls limp, and an atmos.
phere of unbearable odor enveloping her
in its cloud, the front-door opined, and a
footstep rang on the tiles.
"Jess you keep out o'yer t" yeltca Israel
to the intruder, seeing it wasn't the doc
tor. "We've got dersmall z pox i and am a
killing the gemmens..-",4
"Pen!" cried a man's voice throtlgh
the smoke—a deep, melodious voice.
"What!" exclamed Aunt Pen, starting
up and then pausing as if she fancied
the horrid fumes might have befogged
her brain. .
"Pen r the voice cried again.
"Chauncey! Chauncey. Reed!" she
shrieked. "Where did you come -from ?
Am I dreaming ?"
"From the North Pacific," answered
the voice ; and we dimly iscerned its
owner -grooping his way forward. "From
the five years' whaling voyage into which
I was gagged and dragged Shanghaied;
they call it. Oh, Pen, I didn't dare to
hope I should find—"
"Oh, Chauncey, is it you ?" sha cried,
and fell fainting at his feet.
The draught from the open door after
him was blowing away the smoke, and we
saki what a great, handsome, sunburnt
fellow it was that had caught her in his
arms, and was bearing her out to the
back balcony and the fresh air there,
used in the course of his whaling ryage,
perhaps, to odor no More belonging to
Araby the Blest than those of burning
brimstone do; and; seeing the Movement,
we divined that be knew as much, about
the resources of the house as we did; and
so we discretly withdrew, Israel's head
being twisted behind him as he went to
such extent that
,you might have sup
posed he had had his neck wrung.
Well, we put the white silk and the
tulle on Aunt Pen after all, yellow as it
was, she would have no other, only fresh
natural orange blossoms in 'place of the
false wreath. And if we had not so often
had her word for it in past time, we
never should have taken her for anlthing
but the gayest bride, the , most alive and
happy woman in the world. They re
turned to the old house from their wed
ding journey, and we all live together in,
great peace and pleasantness. BnOhicsigh
three years are 'lased and gone since
Chauncey Reed came hoine and brought
a new atmosphere with him into all our
lives, Aunt Pen has never Bad a sick .day
yet; and we find that any allusion to her
funeral .gives her such a anperstitiGns
trembling that we are 'pleased to believe
ft indefinitely postponed, and by tacit and
mutual consent we never say any thing
--Al not o%lr/it" that dog, bark at.
VOLUME XXIX, NUMBER 28.:
—Some jocular California- robbers let
off a clergyman recentlyon his a gartim
to pray for them his money's w
--The Directors of the% Northern
Michigan Agricultural and- : Mechanical
Society have Voted to offer $lO,OOO in
speed premiums for horses al, the Fain
pest Fall. , . ,
—There is an 'artesian in Ear*
which is nearly two thousand feet deep,
tour feet in diameter at the top and tiro
feet at the bottom, and which .dischamas
upwardi of Jiro millions of Obits - feet of
water every twenty-foUr hours.
—The marriage serriee, the opinion
of a Western paper,: should: be; charged
to reau . "Who dams take . this .irthhan r
and the groom shall - answer, ''.l* dare."
For shame!
—"How many are there ov ye's down
there?" shouted an overseer to some mat
in a coal pit. "Five," was the snswet.
"Well, then, the half or ye's • omit up
here," said he .
—The most gallant man ever :heard of
is one who refrained from kicking a dog
that had bitten lnin because it Ina s, fe
male dog. "If it moll' for ,i . crti gar;
said he, "I'd kick your head olf."
—During an illness of the editor of
the Albuquerque (New Me;leo) Review,
his wife, Leonora McGuinness, set the
type, did the press work, , got .vnt eve
issue of the paper' in good: shape; and
had a baby.
—Somebody has unearthed a Chinese
MSS., written some -300.yeara before the
Christain era, which is said te show that
the Celestials were at least. 1,800 years
atm,' of Christopher Columbus in dis
covering America. •
—A sportsman in Richmond ,'re
cen tly mistook the red turban of a color
ed lady which he saw moving about the
branches for a robin, and lodged a chugs
of shot iu it. The supposed robin prompt
ly retaliated with a brick. ,: • •
--It is denied that the ilformotia were
excluded from the Philadelphia Conven
tion on account of their religion.:allut as
they were the only- delegution there tbat
seemed to have any religup, the .thini
looks very decidedly suspicions,
—A gentleman inquired of carpenter's
boy, My lad, when will thisjob
. you bare
on hand be done? I can't tell, sir,replied
the honest boy, artlessly. It's a day's job
and it will depend upon how soon •th•
boss has another order.
—A pamphlet has just been publiebed
in bonder', entitled Why Women Cataitit
be Turned into Men. We do not desire
to read any such incendiary literature.
We have our own ideas .on the 4nblect
and we don't want to have them disturb , .
ed. , „ ,
—A very Wicked man being .reseptly
taken ill, and believing , he was about to
die, told a neighbor that he felt the need
of preparation for the next. world k
would like to see some proper pawn in
regard to it, whereupon the fwlWgfrie4
sentlor a fire'insurance agent. ,
—Where the difficulty 'Lies—Agaii
has fofind a man who cannot understand
all the mysteries of cosmograli_b.,, 'lle
finds it natural enough that the distance,
of the stars from the earth should, be-tic
curately,determined, but he.can't-ader.
stand law the scientists ever found oat
their names.
,
—Knew too .Much—Duruarthe
war some children were talking of .theit
brothers and fathers who had been cap
tured as prisoners of war. Many tales of
fortresses and camps were told, the speak
ers evidently prided themselves very much
on the sufferings of their relatives, when
a little fellow, who had been silent., flow
spoke up, That's nothing! said he,Lhave
got an uncle in prison, too, and, he. ain't
never been in war either. •
—WidOwip—Ati exchange paper, tlits
editor of which, no doubt, lately sip
with a widow, goes off thins: "For the
other half of a courting match: there is
nothing like an interesting widow. Thera
is as much di ff erence between courting a
damsel and a widow, as there is difference
between cyphering in addition and. the
double rule of three. Courting a girl, is
like eating fruit. all very nice as far se It
extends, but doing the amiable to a blue;
eyed bereaved one in black. crape, conies
under the head of preserve—rich,ptmgent;
syrupy. For delicious courting, we re •
peat give tie a live Bidder.
—Connecticut has a beneficient
Lion at Middletown, in the shape of an
industrial school for girls. It taken young
girls who would almost' certainly lead a
life of vice if left to themselvei, and re--
forms and educates them. While, there
they do all their own work, study three
hours each day, help manufacture, bore;
and are allowed suitable hours for sec&
ation. They are under no more sestrioto
Lion than ordinary children, yet are so
well satisfied that they never attempt, to
escape. During the three Yeas of , its
existence eighty-five girls have been re%
oeived all, of wham • twelve have
been disobarred, fitted for the - Ogee of
life. The total coat of the . property fa
$81,500, and it is now valued et 1200,000.
—Tho general and wholesale deitrqc
tion of large game in the West has called
the attention of economists to the 'need
of more stringent laws - for the protection
of the same; Minnesota is stid tube
fairly impoverished., ,In 1870 the dealers
of St.: •Paul shipped more than 20,000
skins ;_in 1781, only 18,500. During the
last 3 years, the deovskins, buffalo' robes,
and furs sent froni St. Paul amounted -iv
value to $3,000,000, and yet wild animal)
are killed only for then skins, which
Inky, but 250 t. per poilnd in that market.
As a conseirence ,al this ouslatighi, the
large game hi :disappearing from
nests and the Territories, and Will . soca
be entirely destroyed unless means
taken for its protection. • , •