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A SPECIALTY'
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Business Cards.
LISS C NICHOLS,
in Drage.. Medic.ut-e. Cheroicabi
, Liquors. Spica:s:N=o
l'Atoa ,Lcdicince Perfumeryand TollotAr
r'ere.crlptlor, carefully compounded.—
. \Luc ror
Aims NICnOLII.
...gt, of the Col , ..rvity of \hellion, Ann Armor,
h • n!..1 iPf .I..tren.n Medical eollege of Phi la-
Ipt..s 114, tia4 returned to FrieneL•villee, where he
I 5:;..h0l to all ratio in Me profesighn ao usual.—
In .lesete llosford's honor. Office the name
m g r t•totor,
t .I Et April 49th.. 1t , 77. am
El,G.t.n . A. TCFB ELL
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firtialway„ Neu York City.
,t- k Ind,. 4 Attorney 80th..., tiod coo,
.• the L'uorto of both the State and the
D.R. lb . B'.
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Itfr dwelling_ next door north of Dr
or. t,ld Foundry stret.t. where he would he
:No al 111 , , , In n ant of Det.tal N qrrk. Hr
I hat
,be eon pit. nor all, both lb Quality of
rd pr.,, 'Mee hour:. from 9A. to 4 P.l
F,.h 11, I 474-I.r
VALLEY norsE
P. Situated near the Eire Hallway De•
.t I 4 largo anti con:mods°ue honi , e, hap undergone
•,:tt repair Newly fitratehed mama and e,leep
eompria-
, • - can , . hotel. HENRY ACKERT,
• r ]y:s.-U. Proprietor.
1; T 4 E. 11. CASE,
NI Ali F.lO. Oak Ilarm.e4,lldiE and heavy
enii, pr.( Alto. Elan nett, Breaet Elan
• t • 'st lk p+ r% er)i hi nn pertalzion to :ha line
•• t In•npoit. Itepairmg done prompt
7HE PA'ol'Lr's MA ILK h:T.
Pftprietor.
:alter' .Nleate, Llano , . Pork, Bologna Salt
, ,if :13e beet qualay, contgancly on Aland. at
wt
1'.t...1.11: 11 in 73 -1v
811.1.1.AG., , 5nev, Lb.
r. \NI , LIFE INS7rLANIE AGSN.T
:ended to promptl).oo fair tern). Oflic.
east of the bank of Wm. 11. Cooper
P•-Ang,./,18R9.
lIILLIT - At ATIOVL.
CLIARLE I' MORRIS •
13.1 - 11 ISA ItllElt, hap moved his ehop to the
,A.np.ed hy E. Mclienzte a Co . wtmre he iv
to du ad kind...A work in hit line,such a. ma.
pude. etc. All work done on start
~low. Ple ire call and see me.
-•
LITTLES k BLAKESLEE
h? F:1, T LAW, have removed to their Sp
the Tarhell lim:se •
R. B. LITTLE.
GEo. e LITTLE.
• r. . 15. 1m73 E. L. BLAReptai..
EIN=
, • • !••••ket Cutler) , Stereer.r. , ptc Vtewt, Yetukee
etc. Next (luor it, the Post office. Ittout.r..,,e,
N . B 14,EANS.
. 1,4
EXtll.4 VG E IPITEL
II urt.he. to inform the public that
L,h,-rented the Exehaueve Hotel le Niotaroee. he
3,,e+r5,,41.te the tree el mg pabt:t
r , t)
rm., 3a: 14717
11 BURRIT7
n et.npla and Fancy Drs l.ooda. Crockery, Hard
. ,• 4 4t.5e., Drugs. Oil,. and PeilotP, 1300(14
Lint- And Cap, Fur, Buffalo nol'en. Urn
c: • -
A M t a . Nov, 6.
OIL 1) A. LATI11:0P,
.-t.-r- Et.o. rot, Tanner al. Dames.. .oc Foot 01
- not M 1 troll.. Coll and coneul IL •.l Chronic
D 1r IJd ITO 3
Vmlt lAN S. NtlitliEON. tender* his eervlcee to
,itotene of Great Bend and vicinity. OBlceat iris
oppunite Barnum Bonne, G't Bend village.
'Any . I,n,l3lill.—tf
LEWIS KNOLL,
, LiA VING AN) HAIR DRESSLNGe
tat uru l'..,t.ulhet hul Wiwi.. where he will
• and rtatly who 11112 p want' anything
:• n e id outroxe Pa. Ott: 1 1869.
P --
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C'11..-lILLE , s .qTubIiARD
-e!erlc Boots sod Shots, lists and Caps, I:rattler sue
Y.nd! oafs, !Jain Street, Ist door below Boyd's Riore.
W.rl; made Lu order, and reprdrang done neatly,.
.I.Lruee Jail. I 1F:0.
Ulf. IV. 1,. RICHARLisaN
tentlera hi* ptcoienutions
•crvitt.e to the citizens of Kw/trove andvicinlty.--,
tJamelat 11111mo/dor on the CONIC I' ellilt%Cor BAY.. 6
tro, Foundry Ann. 1. 11569.
sro 17 LL & LE-111.7T.
ki••••y• at Ltoc and fiCitolll in Bankruptcy. Otnce
Court ntreat.over City National Bank. Ring-
EE - fieuv tut,
,tik, 1..7% Jcituze.Dev r
Cha•MiCals, Fafnir. 01le.
Bifices, Fancy rienfir. Jewelry, Per
.. Brickßloek, liontrt , re, Pa. Btriablhilaed
f Jan. 1. 187,.
LA W OFF/Cif.
A WATSON, Attorury6 at Law. al the col, office
•s Pitch, Montroet.l'it.
L .Jula. U. '71.1 R. IP ...lir/V/4 4 01f .
I 0. WARREN,
LAW. Flaunty. Back Puy. Panetta,
Mime attended to. Office lir,
, ev St9re. Morarove.Yx. : Lau. 1,.'69
(Ros.kmos,
I , s‘ ”ffic , at the Court .I.lotifie, In the
,tlmc
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./ r 1171E.ATON,
EN,IN LASD SPETEVOn,
P addreee. Franklin Fork..
SuAqaellanna Co., Pa
VES YOUEC
51.1 E 611J/it. Xontroec, Pa; Shop ovei
s ore Ali "rdere Oiled to llret-rateetylt
ft nurt nuttCt. 8111,1 varrgntedtO fit.
Ir. w. SMITH •
I.N El' I.ND Cll,llll :11,11STPACT011$11Z.—root
-• :rut. Montrose. Pa. ;tag. 1. 15169.
M. C. SUTTON,
Ti , ,N EEIL , aud I NACIANCE AOLST.
Frlendevlllie. Pa.
•
D. W. .1 4 EA:I{LE,
IN E 1 AT LLB'. °Mee over the Store 01 M.
1. .11/1.4e Brick Block .Motarolic .Pa. tatllls9
.1 B. Lt., .4. 1.1. ifet'OLlATAit .
Law Oaleo us,r tbe'llank, Idotittote
!lay 10. 1811.
A MI EL Y,
Additve, ItruikkynsPa
nl IoNLEIC
County Business Directory.'
Two Riles in this Directory, one year, $1.50; eciclked
NIONTROSt
WM II NEDITWOUT, Slater, Wholo.alc and haat
tester le all kind. of dale rooting, Pbrte paint, etc.
Boots repaired with -late paint to order. leo, elate
paint for mule by the gallon or barrel, Muzitruat. Pa.
1.1.1.NGs STROUD. Littera Fire and Life (non
ance Agent.; al., eel! Hannifin and AccltlentTlckt
to Nev York and l',hiladelphla Once or, doormat
°Mee Bank:
BC ENS t NICHOLS, the place to get Drugsand kiedl
clue., Cigar., Tobacco, Pipe., Pocket-Book., Specta
clef Yankee ?lotions, tic. Brick Mock
BOYD S CORWIN; 'Dealer. if :"Bitntes,: Ilkretwant
and Manatactntets WTI!. and 4hantiran niira.corna‘
of Vein antVratnsikoatreot.
N. BULLARD. Denier in tirocerlee,
Book., Statlone and Yankee at head of
Public Avenup,..3:,rl „
WM. 11. Banton: tiell,'Eoreigt .
dn. TiCketWOWW4TU.Engrilnlit#4nd Sent.
. L. CClROUrnesiiinnker In alr article
a.nally ke"ttllq thaltade,nppooltetto Bank. -•
JAMES R. CABIFALT. Attornoy at lAw. Otter one
door below Tarbell Bonne. Public Avenue. •
NEW MILFORD.
L. 1.. LaRaY, Dealer In all Moos of farming imple
moots, mowing machines, waill curbs, dog poweiv,
etc.. etc., Main Bt., opposite Savings hank. inm•
SAVINGS BANE, NEW MILFORD.—Fix per cent. It
wrest on all Deposits. Doer ik general Booking Bar
nese. S. B. CHASE A Cu.
II .0 tREET SON. Dealers in Floor. Feed, Ales
Salt, Lime, Cement. Groceries nod Proviso ris 1
Math Street, opposite the Depot.
AINEY A HAYDEN, Dealer. t o Drugs and Medicines,
and Manufacturers of Cigars, on Main Street, near
the Depot.
S. F. KIMBER, Carnage Maker and Undertaker
Main Street. two doors below Ilawley's Store.
CAYUGA PLASTER—NICHOLAS S.IIOEMARER,dea
et in genuine Cayuga Plaster. Fresh ground.
SicCuLLUM BROTHERS, Dealers en Groceries and
Provisions, on Main Street.*
J. DICK ERMAN. Sn. ' Dealer in general merehandiet
Brick- and Clothing, BricStore. ou .Main Street.
GIBSON.
R. SI. TINGLEY—DeaIer in Stoves, Tin, Copper, Bross
and Sheettron Ware. Cast c Also, mann factor
er of Sheet Metals to order. Eve Trough and Lead Pip,
, loudness stlemied to at lair prices—Glheon Hollow.
: Pennsylvacia.-Iy.
GREAT BEND.
R. P. DORAN, Merchant Tailor and dealer in Reed)
Made Clothing. Dry Goods ,Groceries and Provisions
Main Street.•
SCRANTON SUMS BM
120 Wyonang Avenue,
RECEIVES MONEY ON DEPOSIT
FROM COMPANIES AND INDIVID
UALS, AND RE 'URNS THE SAME
ON DEMAND WI MOUT PREVI
OUS NOTICE, ALLOW ING INTER
EST AT SIX PER CENT. PER AN
NUM, PAYABLE HALF YEARLY,
ON THE FIRST DAYS OF JANU
ARY AND JULY. A SAFE AND RE
LIABLE PLACE OF DEPOSIT FOR
LABORING MEN, MINERS, ME
CHANICS, AND 3uxursism, AND
FOR WOMEN AND CHILDREN AS
WELL. MONEY DEPOSITED ON
OR BEFORE THE TENTH WILL
DRAW INTEREST FROM THE
FIRST DAY OF THE MONTH. THIS
IS IN ALL RESPECTS A HOME IN
sTrtrrloN, AND ONE WHICH IS
NOW RECEIVING THE SAVED
EARNINGS OF THOUSANDS UPON
THOUSANDS OF suRANToN MIN
ERS AND MECHANICS.
DIRECTORS ; JAMES BLAIR,
SANFORD GRANT, GEORGE FISH
ER, JAS. S. SLOCUM, J. H. STTPHIN,
C. P. MATTHEWS, DANIEL HOW
ELL,.' A. E. HUNT, T. F. HUNT
JAMES BLAIR, PRESIDENT; 0. C.
MOORE, CASHIER.
Hull Fnper,
OPEN DAILY FROM NINE A. M.,
UNTIL FOUR P. 31., AND ON WED
NESDAY AND sATVHDAY EVE
NINGS UNTIL EIGHT o'CLOCii
Feb. 12. 1x74.
TA YLOR'S FAMILY MEDICINES.
Pain and Lameness relieved in a short time by the
use of Taylor's Celebrated OIL The great Rheumatic
and Neuraligic Remedy. This IrrOirlOr is nut v cure
all. but is warranted to cure more of the ails and Ills to
which flesh is heir thou any other med•cine ever die.
covered. Give it a trial ; if you do not find it so. it
costs you nothing. It may' be used with the utmost
advantage for any kind of Pain. Lameness, 'Wounds or
Sores upon man or beast. Will out smart the rawest
wound or sore. Full directions for nee around each
bottle. Ask your Merchant for a fret. xial. No Cere—
No Pay.
Taylor's Cough Syrup or Expectorant. for all Throat
and Lung diseases. Is very pleasant to the taste and
contains nothing injurious. Try it, and stop that
clotigh and take the soreness from your Throat and
I tinge. Ask your Merchant for a free vial. No eAre—
solToy.
Taylors Condltb.n Powders for all kinds of stock and
poultry. Warrautel the best renovator of the system
of ran down ur diseased stock. that Las ever been dis
covered. Try them for all diseases Incident to the
brute creation. Directions fur .use around ouch pack
age, Slo Core—No Pay.
All the above medic are (or sale by Abel Turrcll and
Burns A. Nichols, of Montrose, and all Druggists and
Dealers throughout the country'.
If. DOWNING TAYLOR.
Im- al—lm.
octoher 21, '74.—ly
THE GREAT CAUSE OF HUM AN
MISERY. Juxt Published, in a &-kled
i,,Nrclope. Pik, xir (can.
Lecture on the Nature. Treatmantand Radical cure
of Seminal Weakness. or Spermatorrhema, induced by
Pelf-Abuse. locolumen krumissots. lmputency,Nerv•
Ova Debility, and impediments to Marriage cameral* ;•
Consumption, Epttepoy, and Pits Mugs, and Physi
c:Ml Incapacity. &k.—By HOMER J. CULVIIIeWELL.
11. D.,author of the Green Boob. A..e.
The world-renouned author, in this admirable Lem ,
are, clearly -proves from his own expensmce that the
awful connequences of Selt-Abuse may be effectually
itenoveti without raedicineond without dangerous sur
gical operatione, hoagies, illstrom cuts ring.• or cordi
als pointing out a mode of cure at once certain and
eget-tun!. by which every sufferer. no.mater what his
dondivou may be, may cure himself cheaply. privalsif
aad radically.
at - This Lecture will proves boon to thousands:
Sent under aeal, In a plain envelope, to any address
post paid, on receipt of six cents. or to - . 1 poet stamps.
Address the Publishers,
CHAS. J. C. KLINH A CO.,
1Y: Bowery. New T..rk t Post Office "Box. 4565.
Nona nortOr!
, .
. .
Iwrite pinkies in the following I:0E11111).00i:
Franklin Fire twig:ranee Co.. Phil, Asantsol.3oo,ooo
Continental, N Y ..... ........ ........." 4.21 ,000
Gatman la ." 1.4Th.009
Hanorer , " - 1.t.1.0 AKIO
Niagara, ... .. .... . ." I.°-50.000
Farmers, York. " 9+0,000
Queens, London. " .10.000.000
$0 - Tiger-Cats - -All National Board Companies,
and ass consequence, sound-and reliable, baring long
been tried and alwaya Maud ',worthy., as all. - who have
met with loam e,at my Ageacy.will teetify. Thome who
have patronized me, wil accept my thanks. And to
those who have not, can Olgy Pay, t promise to do b
them, if they will favor me with an application, as I
do by all, give them Insorance valet for their money.
Very Reepeetfully.
11ENRY C. TYLER.
W. A. e.o.m.Now
Hartford Accident Insurance Company Policies writ
ten anon one day tome year by • . •
MESHY C.. TYLER.
dolo the Ilasoule Benefit AssocintlotraCSontuton.
Apply t 45 ' uEs . y.r.p, TICLalt.
'Montrose, December 13, 1874.4 f -
ORGANS AND MELODEONS.
The Oldest. Largest,. Ane. Most Perfect Menotactury to
No other Itu , deal Insirn'saent ever attained the tame
• POplularlty.
lar"S end no Price List
Address
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Miscellaneous
GEO. A. PRINCE & CO
54,000
IN win aee.
IWEVALO, ; 4V.Y.
MONTROSE, SIND COUNTY, PA., WEDNESDAY, JANUARY 20, 1875.
cOeirci Vottrg:
MY GR %ND:MOTHER
The look, the light, the sparkling mien,
The glow, the bloom of sw,:et el Sier u,
Radiant limn every feature,
A living beauty in the face,
A more than painter's pictured grace-
What was the bonny creature ?
"Deptn.rit seventeen seventy-two,'
So runs the epigraph ; but who
The artist ; or his sitter,
What she was then no word to tell ;
Her name, her birth, both know I well.
For she—yet seems it titter
To limey that I now behold
While gazing on those locks of gold,
Some bright immortal being
Dowered with the gift of deathless youth,
Than own the (lull domestic truth,
Anti tell myselt•l'm seeing—
An erewhile habitant of earth
Of human substance, mortal birth,
In yonder picture pendant,
From yonder oaken wainscot worn
A woman, and of woman born—
Ind I—just her descendent,
Ah, grandame mine ! when first did care
Wrinkle that smooth brow pictured there
When darkened first life's landscape thir
For as I gaze, it rather
Seems right, methinks, that in our race
We each should change our lineal place,
And I, oh maid of sunny lace !
Grizzled and gray, and void of grace—
And I be your grandfather !
London Society.
I==il
The fisher on the sun-lit tide,
Is speeding o'er the ocean wide,
His boat is light ; the waves are tree,
And sing in solemn harmony.
His children stand upon the shore
He smiles and shouts "Good-bye". once
' more,
Then turns his eyes away trom home
But I.tts the wayward fancy roam,
To those within his lowly cot,
Whose comfort is his only thought.
The noon day brir.gs its rays of gold,
They s% hit a sheen the billows fold ;
Above the azure skies, are fair,
With only cloudlets floating there,
But, sit ! afar within the west,
There is a darker one at rest ;
It rises now, with gentle breeze,
That rocks and stirs the cradled seas ;
The sun looked down, and sadly smiled
At sound of billows voices wild.
The fisher turns his tiny barque,
He sees the gathering tempest dark,
And knows unless he reaches land,
Before it comes, an unseen hand,
sham bear - him down, where mermaids
keep
A vigil o'er the dead that sleep ,
Within the caverns, 'loath the waves
Where are so many fisher graves
Ile shudders, and with whitened fare
Goes speeding o'er the waters space.
The waves like mountains roll; too late
He feels it ; knows his mournful fate ;
Soon shall the ocean sound and knell,
His death, to those he loves to tell,
A moment more. He turns to note
How near that billow is his boat
It overtakes him, "children, wife,"
He whispers, then is lost to life.
The morning dawns ; upon the sand,
A tearful group in sorrow stunt
Beside them is a boat and net
All dripping with the Waters wet,
They need not ask the waves to tell -
Where he is now i—they know too well,
ffitlectcd ffitog.
THE GHOST OF HERON LAKE.
Under the young shade of the old
trees before the Heron Lake House,llugh ,
Cheviot tied his horse, and took off his'
straw hat to feel the balmy woodland air
bathe his temples. It was dewy and
sweet with the scent of horse—cheimut
blossoms. Through the slopes of birches'
and alders the lake glimmered blue like a
sheet of steel. Cheviot drew a lung,
1
quivering breath.
"Glad to see you, colonel !" called his I
nost from the portico.
"Yes, I am here at last," responded
Cheviot, advancing toward the house,but
his gaze wandering alter two white but—
terflies waltzing down the slope.
"Pine weather," placing two chairs iu
proximity on the piazza.
"It seems to -me tre most beautiful
Spring for years," was the response, as
Cniviot sat down, the sunset light strikes
full on his face—the face of a warrior.
scarred and marked with life, but noble
as'stern. "The house is not full, I think
you acid ? It will be quiet here Y'
"Quiet enough," responded Peter Stew
ui shrugging his shoulders
"Who are your guests asked Chevi—
ot, pulling at his brown beard. "Heron
Lake cannot he a fashionable locality ?"
with a half-apprehensive look toward a
glittering carriage-load of ladies rolling
along the tree-hung road.
"No, no. Those are from the village,
six ntiles away. It's Mr. St. Lambert's
team- Nice horses ; see the furthest bay.
There's a gift for you l"
"Yes, yes. Then they are not coming
here ?"
"Well, Mr. - St. Lambert's here—some—
times."
"Boards here ? And who else ?"
"A. family named Stamford, another
named Rochester. and a few• invalids."
Cheviot appeared satisfied. The supper
bell rang.
After supper, .seized by the enticing
charm of the steel-blue water glistening
among the trees, he started suddenly to
visit it.
Ilia host called after him : "It's half a
mile a%v'ay r• but lie still 'kept on.
The glides were scented and sweet.—
The birds twittered sleepily on the branch
ea of blossomed bombs or eyed him'
with bright, hidden eyes frOin their nests.
lle loUnd a tinkling little brook leading
down to the lake, aria followed it..
It winded gradually into Abe sheet, of
pale bide Water. -Bankful ' , among the
darkening green, Heron Like gemmed
the fdrest like a pearl:
"Why did they give this lovely spot
suet) an. ugly titte 7 "' murmured Cher.,
viot, seating himself upon It' fallen tree:
"Stand by the Sight though the Ileavens Mr'
Phe fuding light grew dusky ; the si
lence deepened ; yet the sweetness and
coolness held him until all wee Vlack and
still.
A rushing nose in the bushes sudden
ly startled loin. Was it midnight? He
was wet by the dew. Ile rose to his feet,
r. calling to his task of returning. But
as he turned, a fieure, dimly - 111114e, stood
in his path
Slight, light and graceful, it waved
aside, and was gone. For a moment he
doubted that he had beheld it. All was
din) and lonoly,and the rustling treetops
were monotonously repeating some vague,
sad story.
-
"Had lieron Lake a ghost ?" he asked
himself, as he plunged through the ald.-rs
homeward.
♦ * ***** *
"Mr. St. Lambert, Colonel Cheviot."
' The gentlemen acknowledged the in—
troduttion somewhat formally, both pri—
vately preferring not to be intruded upon;
but Mr. Peter Stewart silently congratu
lated himself upon having done the cur
n•ct thing.
Mr. St. Lambert had been at the Heron
Like House full three days, and until
now no opportunity of presenting,Colo—
nel Cheviot, his favorite guest, to this
gentleman occured. Mr.St:Lambert was
sitting on the piazza, and Colonel Che
viot, lost to thought, .had approached in-
advertently. -
A cold, well•chiseled, handsome face
was St. Lainheri's, with pale hair curling
around it. His dress, his diamonds, were
-vitsite. He was about thirty years of
age . --nearly ten years you i nger than Che—
vi t. Each man, you would have said,
understood himself well.l
The colonel remarked that it was fine
weal her.
"Yes, but a cursed lonely spot to find
it in responded Mr. Lambert, taking
qdvabtage of Mr. Stewart having been
called in doors.
"Yon are detained here againsb. your
will :'"
'•I hoped to be in Paris this month,"
was the reply,
In three days more Peter was satisfied
thathis two distinguished guests would
not fraternize.
Cheviot was getting the rest of spirit
that he needed. And soon, since the
Rochesters and the Stamfords were not
intrusive, and the heart of the woods was
ripen to him, he felt himself slowly com
ing to life,tuter years of suffering that
had benumbed him.
All his hopes in life bad been centered
upon a woman who was lost to him. The
old story, but never beyond belief to the
stricken heart upon which it fulls. Clare
Edg_trton's marriage against her will, to
the man to whom her father was indebt—
ed, had cast a shadow, like that of the
grave-stone, down the path of .Cheviot's
life. All beauty, all enjoyment was lost
to 'him wheh he found himself bereft' of
her. He seemed to have died to himself.
But noW the sky and the rustling
houghg. and the violets looking at him
blue and brave-efed from thegrass,aroused
and vitalized him. A voice came out of
the w"utl's recesses saying : "This is not
all. There is more to come."
Meantime he ate the trout of the hill
el le streams, slept sweetly, was polite to
the Stamfords and Worchesters,and avoid
't 1 Mr. Si. Lambert.
Ile awoke one night and heard a voice
aging out side the window. A woman's
voice, sweet and strange, and with vibra•
tion.± in it that seemed familiar, Moon—
light shone white on the wall, through
the branches of a tree. He aroused
himself and looked at his watch. It was
a quarter to three in the morning.
Strange as the circumstance was, an
almost, unacountable excitement seized
him, as he dressed and went out upon
tie upper piazza. But already there were
lights a••d the voices of men about the
house. Soon a voice—it was very like
St. Lambert's—called, "We've got her!'
Then all grew still.
But he could not sleep again until past
daylight. That singing voice so haunted
him.
Two weeks passed : A wild, rainy spell
drove Cheviot in-doors from his accus
tomed haunts, and little Mrs. Rochester,
who secretly admired the stern man with
the sad eyes, invited him to her private
parlor, an invitation which, to his own
4 mprise, he accepted.
First she tried him with.a bit of gossip.
"Have von heard that Mr. St. Lambert
is to be married nest week ?"
Cheviot had not heard.
"'l'o Miss Rosa Grant, of New York,
who to staying at the village hotel, six
miles off. And they do say Colonel Che—
viot, that he has a wife."
"A wife ?"
"Yes, an insane wile. And that she
is kept here in a back wing of the house
with her nurse. Mr.St.Lambert is wealthy,
though they say it is with her fortune;
hut money won't help him to get divorced
from a sick wife," continued Mrs. Roch
ester, with flashing eyes, which were
interpreted by the fact that the little wo
man was in delicate health, and had a
coarse lonkir,g husband, who treated her
with brutal . indifference.
"Certainly not," said Cheviot.
"I have never seen this invalid woman,
St. Lambert says it is his sister, bat I
know parties who can prove sbe is his
wife. Peter Stewart is in the secret Do
yon know that she escapes and wanders
about the ground ? And that is what the
excitement\was about the other night !"
"Indeed ! I distinctly beard some
strange, stveet, singing."
"She has a heavenly voice. • And she
calls, sometimes, a man 's name, piercing.
ly, sweetly,it would make your heart ache
if yon chanced to' hear it Bat they al
ways hush her up and"keep
,her as quiet
as poisible. This is my third summer
here, or I should rot know so much."
"The skeleton in the house," said Che
viot'.
.."Yes, alirinst literally. They say she is
pined away to look like a spirit, more
than a living thing."
"A spirit ? think I saw one in the
woods the nightj came here!" exclaimed
Cheviot.
"Perhaps it ivas birs. St. Lambert."
"Possibly," returned Cheviot, with a
start.
He sat musing for a while on what he
had heard.' •
It the coiirse of fete days the strange
story becamefamiliar to him. The indif
rerence `which he had before felt for St.
Lambert now changed for" a tlecided dia.
appioW'and• ' --" • • •
"A had man," he said to himself, re•
garding more attentively the handsome
Greek profile and bold eyes.
The ilex t week clt,sed the stay of Col—
onel Cheviot at the Heron Lake House. ,
Once more he wandered ating to the lit
tle sheet of blue water, and us the after—
noon was hot and the balsamic scent of
the pines heavy, he fell asleep, couched•
luxuriantly on abed of brown, rustling
leaves.
A violent peal of thunder awoke him.
He sprang up. The sky was black. Lines
of lightning played about the tree• tops.
It was too late to escape ; he could only
sink back under 'the matted boughs,
trusting to their destiny to protect him
from l.he coming rain.
"Suddenly, pleading, sweetly a voice
called his name.
"Hughie! Hughie
Cheviot leaped to his feet.
"Hughie Hughie !" •
How frightfully like the voice of the
woman he had lost 1 But she would nev
er call him more. No, ncri—never any .
more I He threw himself down among
the runet leaves again, almost with a sob.
How he had loved the lips which had
made that plain name sweet ! Oh, God I
but thou may witness the strong man's
agony.
When Cheviot again raised his head,
the slight white figure of a woman, stood
l beside the basin of the little lake. He
gdzed at her, momentarily, his gaze deep
ening. Her pure cut features, the wealth
of silky black hair unrolled and fulling
down the loose gray dress, the frail white
hands, the attenuated yet graceful form
—.they were like, and yet unlike, the
Clara Edgerton he had been bereft o fand
again he found himself upon, his feet,
and breathlessly fearfully pressing forward.
The white figure moved slowly along
the bank, his gaze turned aside. Over
head the thunder rolled heavily.
Suddenly there was a crash among the
bushes. The figure of a man leap?d in
to view.
The white figure turned at the sound.
Then, like one who, weak and helpless,
anticipating violence,the strange woman
flung herself upon h.r knees with the
ringing cry :
„Mercy ! Mercy !"
A muttered ours, and her capture was
upon her. By her loose dark hair he
dragged her prostrate. With hie booted
foot he kicked her feeble body, while she
seemed to have fainted.
It was a man with the face of a demon
that Cheviot sprang upon and choked
from a hold upon hts victim.
St. Larbbert
For a moment the two men glared at
each other. Then a Minding light seemed
to sear their eyeballs.
"Or.e shall he taken and the other left."
When Hugh Cheviot regained con—
ciousness, a woman's tender band was
brushing therein front bie face. Softly
her tremulous voice cooed above him :
"Hughie ! Hughse !"
"Clara I"
He looked up into her eyes, meeting
-his pitifully under the disheveled hair.
'Non are not hurt, but he is dead," she
said.
Clara Edgerton was the wife St. Lam
bert !—who lay lifeless where heaven's
thunderbolt had stretched him
Wrapped close in his cloak, and borne
in his arms, he carried his treasure back
to the hotel.
That she was now quite sane they were
all obliged to acknowledge. And when
St. Lambert was brought in on a stretch
er, his seared, blackened and distorted
face told too plainly how he had died.
Miss Rose Grant drove out in her car
riage, but heard a tale of her lover which
sent her back speechless and shivering.
Devotion and happiness won Clara
back to health, serenity and strength.—
Her fortune was rescued, and in a month
she was the happy wife of a happy hus
band—Mrs. Hugh Cheviot.
The President and a Horse Dealer
Among thf• enterprising citizens who
contributed to the St. Louis State fair was
Mr. Dillon, who is a dealer in Norman
horses- Mr. Dillon has recently import
ed a number of these animals from Eu
rope, and had a "six-in-hand" attached
to a ponderous vehicle on the fair. Driv•
ing around the course, the horse fancier
metold Sam Buckmaster, of Illinois, and
induced him to ace. pt a seat in the cara
van. They drove several times around
the track, and were the observed of all
observers, but finally Mr. Buckmaster,
seeing two gentlemen approaching, said;
"There coulee the President ; I must get
out and meet him."
"The President!" exclaimed Dillon;
"why that is just the man I want to see.
I' wanted w get hold of a man that is.a
good judge of hoiseflesh. Which is the
President ?"
'iTlie gentleman in dark clothes carry
rying the umbrella," replied Sam.
"Hanoi" oried Dillon to the stranger;
"come here; I want to see you."
The gentleman with the umbrella ap
proached smilingly and shook Dillon 11
the hand, supposing that 6e was, some
acquaintance of other times.
•Whot do you think of my team ?"
said Dillon.
"They do very well," said the man iu'
dark clothes.
"Jump in and let me show you their
pace. Bring your triennia along,' shouted
Dillon, heartily.
You must exonse me. I .don't want
to'be oonspinuous," said the stranger,
"Conspicuous ?" remarked Dillon.—
"Get iu here and let me give you a ride
behind these horses."
"No—no," cried he of the umbrella;
must be going."
"Why don't you get , in ? ,I won't eat
you said the horse fancier.
At this the gtranger . and the frietill
turned abruptly away, and were hist in,
the c,'owd.
"Well,"exclaimed. Dillon to BUCkM4I3•
ter, who stood by dumfounded, "Jiist,to
think that the president of a One-horse
Mislouri fair. refuse to ride b. hind my
team.. What a sop he must he."
"President of , Abe fair !" Buckmuiter.
shouted in amaze'; "don't you.knoW who
?"
that N was
"o," replied Dillon; "you i told me lie
was the President.
"So he is the President," rejoiried Buck.
mitister; "but not of the fair. inheare.
'y you,knew him ?"
"I'll bilaangedif I did," Dilloti
"I win: Value he 'ati president of this fair,"
"Oh, this iii too' much l" cried Sum.—
"Why, that was the President of the
Uu ited States!"
Dillon gr, w very red in the face, and
slowly gasped forth : "Wos 7 --tbef—.
Grant ?"
"Certainly, it was Gen. Grant."
Dillon caught up his reins, dropped his
whip and exellirned, "Oh ?"
A Rattleonake Joke
One day last week four or five Detroit
ere went into Macomb county to shoot,
squirrels, and kick their shins against
logs and fence rails. They had just eaten
a cold lunch in the woods one noon,wheu
one of the party, a young man named
Dougherty, stretcehed out on his back.
pulled his hat over his eyes and gave his
mind up to the work of assisting his
body to catch a little rest. The remain—
der of the party, having an understand
ing before hand, quietly withdrew, one
by one. One of them passed around to
a bush near Doughsrty's feet and took a
tin rattle box from his pocket. Another
stood close to his legs, and in a surpres—
sed voice, when the signal was given,
whispered :
"For heavens sake ! Dougherty don't
move so much us a linger, A big rattle-
snake is under your leg !"
"My God ! what shall. I do?"
"Keep perfectly qui , t, it is your only
hope ! If you even raise a linger he will
dart his fangs into you r
The mail with a rattle-box gave it a
shake, and reached out and laid a club
across Dougherty 's legs while the other
man moved off about twenty feet and
exclaimed :
"Heavens, what can we do ? If we
shoot, we may kill Dougherty I"
'Ph , club was rolled off on the ground,
and the viotim wnispere4.l; .
"Fur mercy sake, kill it !"
The club was rolled over his leg again,
tht box shaken, and the man wispered
back :
"Be quiet or it is instant death ! I
think the snake want's to sleep, and if
you will keep still you will he all right."
The box . was shaken, the club moved
around,and the 'snake' seemed to Dough
erty, settled down on his breast. lie dared
not whisper for fear of rousing it, but
one of the men called out :
"There, it is asleep! We'll move away
and wait for it to glide off."
The whole crowd moved over behind a
bank, and laughed and rolled and tore up
the dirt until they were exhausted, while
poor Daugherty lay there like a ' not
even daring to draw an oruivary breath.
The sweat ran down his face and started
out from his body until his shirt was
wringing wet. The fellows took their
guns and tramped away, leaving.dinn
thus, and were gone an hour and a hall.
When they returned Dougherty .was sit
ting up, having discovered the joke about
five minutes :previously.' - He didn't.have
a word to say, but there was a whole un—
abridged dictionary in his eye: They
spoke to him, but fora: ansWer he rose
up, shouldered his gun and made a bee
line for the highway, and none of the
party has met him since.--Detroig Free
Press.
Melancholy Justlee.
Ic &trim they have a justice who,
while there hi:intich justice in. his decision,
has a peculiar way Of giving them. Here
is an instance:
"Somehow or other, soda w ater isn't
what it used to be," sigh,-(1 his honor, as
he leaned back behind the. pile of war
rents and br.isled tie um:stunts shucks
off his lap.
"And the world. itself seems_ a dreary
waste to me," replu,d Bijah, a, sad look
coming to his eyes. "I Sometimes don't
care how soon I am called upon to go."
feelings, exactly," added the
clerk. -.This world has iso more plena•
tire ter me."
The wind sighed drearily around the
gables. A dog under the table uttered a
mournful howl. A small how in the dor=
ner wiped his eyes on his hut. The en
trance of half a dozeen additional spec
tators ,together with the thunder-like
noise of a passing dray, acted to snap the
link of sadness, and his honor forced a
smile and told Nall to reach iu and grab
the firgt nerson he could get hold of. •
• * His name was Winn. He admit
ted that he oould not buy a door-knob if
brick houses were selling at a shilling
apeace, and he further owned up that he
had sat on the dock for ours and looked
the wolf of starvation in the face.
"I don't think this world as any fur
ther use fury remarked his honor,
after taking ii `Tong look at the prisoher
1"I see you haven't got any get-up-and
vote-twice in your natnre, and your char
acter has been allowed to tumble around
until you feel like an old ominbus horse.
"Don't abuse me,'' replied the prisoner
in a mournful tone.
13nt it aunoys me to see a big, fat hulk
of a lower idling away his life and chew
ing appleritols to keep from starvation.—
I'd get under a pile-driver, go to sleep oa
u railroad track, or . walk off the wharf be':
fore I'd drug out such a life. However,
it'e no use talking to yon. Consider'yonr
self elevated for three months, and when
that's out come buck for some more." •'
Old Father S. is well known on Long
Ward as a colporteur and zilso as being
ver? hard of hearing.
Last snmmer lie stopped at the Si!lige
of- R and going to the. minister of
the largest church, asked the divine to
give a brief little notice, the following
Sunday of a new book he was selling.—
The good parson promised to do so.
Father S: was on hand n - the occasion
which happened to be the Sunday iirc,
vions to icnmmanion service. The Min.
later. roseacter the last hymn -had been
snug, and, OA :customary thatall.parents
having •Ohildren • they 'wished: baptized ,
to bring them forward , and. have their.
names registered on; the &arch book.
-Father S. heard. nothing , but the word
"books," and. thinking the minister.was
given oat his. (S's)notice,. , arose to. his
feet and-said : • ,•
"All who have not got ono, yet. can
have one by calling on :me, for the small
enm of tit.so.!"
"Fred bow is your ilWeerbeart ?" "Pret
ty well, I guess ; %he e s uyil lieediet cull
any more.
It is a fruful to conceal a 'fraud: I,
Bad debts, oving grudges; ' '
'4ERIVIS:—T7arip Dollars Per Year - in Advance.
nine §tading.
MY lIQME.
No stately dome,
But, a lowly, home; , ,
A little nest in a sunny nook ; ,
Where the birds and hees,.
In the grand old trees,
Their music join to a laughing brook
No pictures Mre,
•
No marble rair,
In my home gleams stately and fair ;
But always near,
Is the fact most dear,
The loving heart, that will ne'er grow cold
• No, seryantenre-tbere,
To give me more cure,
And disturb my spirit's calm rest ;
For my nimble feet,
And my fingers' fleet,
This service of love fill the best.
No sweet melody,
Ras the charm for me,
Like the murmuring tones of a lullaby ;
Such blessings are mine,
I cab. never repine,
But in my dear home,l would live and die.
BUSYBODIES.
It Is a fact. as I've been told,
That people, in the days of old,
Got rich In silver and in gold,
No matter what they bought and sold,
By minding their own business.
They did not try to wound one's fame,
Or slander anybody's name ;
They cared not when they wont or came ;
They pleased themselves—they did the same
If it was your own business.
And if a man did what was right
In his own mind, and in the sight
Of God and Law, by day and night,
Ile went ahead and fought the fight,
Determined on his business.
But in degen'rnte modem days
There's quite a change in people's ways,
And what a person dues or says
•
Mast gkkheld unto the gaze
Of Wl''" • busybodies.
And if you do not tell them, too,
Where you are going and what to do
They get in such an awful stew,
They'll even watch and follow you—
These very busybodies.
And then they surely think they know
Just when you come and when you itco;
And they will whisper so and so,
To every friend and every foe—
These very busybodies.
But if we take the pains to see
Who these same busybodies lee
We find there's not a he or site
Who has a decent history,
Manzi?tbesa btttybodies.
But let us no Enure notice take
Of evil tonoes; but for their sake,
We'll hope and pray they suon may wake
From wickedness, nod money make
By minding their own business.
A STUNNING LOVE-LETTER
MY DEAL' MISS F.-
Every time I think of you my heart flops up
and down - like a churn dasher. Sensations of
unutterable joy creep over me like young gnats
over a stable root, and sends a thrill through
me like Spanish needles tkrough a pair of linen
trousers. As a gosling swimming, with delight
In a mud puddle - , so swim 1 in a sea of glory.—
Visions of ectitat , c rapture, thicker than ,the
hairs in a blacking brush, and brighter than,
the hues of a humming-bird's pinions, visit me
In my slumbers, and borne on their invisible
- wings your image stands before me and I reach
out to grasp It like a pointer snapping at a hire
bottle fly. When first 1 beheld your angel per
fections my brain whirled round liken bumble
bee under a glass tumbler-- 31v_cyteistood op
en like cellar doors in a country town, and
lifted my ears to catch the silvery accents of
your voice. illy tongue refused, to wag, and in
silent adoration, I drunk the sweetlnfevtion of
hive as a thirsty man swallowellt a glass of
water.
Since the light of your face fell upon my life
I sometimes felt as iI . I could lift thyself up by
my iniot straps to the top of the Presbyterian
steeple,and pull the bell rope for singing-school.
Day and night you are in my thoughts. . - When
Aurora, blushing like a *bride risen from her
saffron couch ; when the lay bird is piping his
tuneful lays, in the apple trees by the spring
house ; when chanticleer's shrill chariot' her
alds the comingmorn, when the awakened pig
arbieth from his bed and gnrotetli, and goeth
for his morning refr&liment ; when the drawl
sy beetle wheels his darning flight at sultry
noontide, md when the lowing cows come
: home at milking time, I think of thee, and like
piece of gum elastic, my heart stretches clear
across my bosom Your hair is like the mom
of a sorrel- horse, powdered with gold, and the
brass pin stream through your waterfall fills
me with unbounded awe. Yuut- forehead. Is
smoother than the elbow of an old coat.
Your eyes are glorious to behold. In their
liquid , depths I see legions of little Cupids bath
ing like &cohort nt ants in an old army crack
er. When their fire hit on my manly breast, tt
- permeated my entire anatomy like a load of
bird shot would go through a rotten apple.—
Your nose is from a chunak:ot Parian marble,
and your mouth puckers with sweetness. Nec
tar lingers on your lips like honey-on .a bear's I
paiv, and Myriads of unfledged kisses urn there
all ready, lo fly but and light somewhere; like
blue birds out of a rent-nest. Your laugh rings
on my • ear.like the wild-luirp's strain'. jor-.the
bleating of lambs, on a bleak hillside.- The
dimples on your cheek are like bowers in, beds
of roses,or hollows in cakes of new home made
lam dying to fly to you and pour out Abe
burning tiotiuenee of my love, as thrifty h-onse
kmpers pour out hot coffee. •. , • ' '
Away front you I am* melancholy as a sick
rat.: Sometimes I can . bear the June bugs of
despondency. buzzing in my ears, and - feel the
lizards Of despair 'crawling , down 'my back.—
Unemith feats thousand Aninnows, nibble
at my stdrit'and my •soul Is pierced with doubts
as an old cheeve is bored with skippers. •
AsAhe song, bird hankets tor thetight of day,
the cautionsinouss fur bacon, in; the , trup, is a
lean puppy bankers for new milk, so I long for
I thee. " • -• • ' .
You are falter than a stmckled pullet, sweeter
than a-Yankeo "doughnut fried in- sorghum mo•
lassej, brighter , Ittan' the , topknot•plumagct in
the head of•tt mumm . y duck, You are candy,
lases,
,ratilns,' cake
.. 111:14•sweetened toddy to
;tattier. • ' • " • •:• •
If thole few retnarki will enable -you to, see
NUMBER. 3.
the inside of my soul, and me to win your af
fections, I shall be as happy as a woodpecker
on a cherry tree, or a stage horse in a ,green
pasture. If you cannot reciprocate my thrill
ing passions, I will, pine away like a poisoned
bed-bug, and fall off from the flourishing vino
of life en untimely branch ; and in the coming
years, when the Shadows tall from the hills,and
the philosophic frog sings his cheerful evening
hymns. you, happy in another's love can come
and drop a tear and catch a cold upon the last
resting place of
JULIUS EP.MINOLUB MCGOINI.
THE CURSE OF DRINK
The appetite fur strong drink in man has
spoiled the life of more women—ruined more
hopes for them, scattered more fortunes for ,
them, brought them to more sorrow, shame_
and hardships than any other evil that lived.—
The country numbers tens--nay . hundreds' of
thousands—in hopeless weeds, because their
husbands have been slain by strong drink.—
There.are hundreds of thousands of homes scat
tered over the land, in which women live lives
of torture, going through all the changes of suf
fering that lie between the extremes of fear
and dispair, because those. whom the} love,love
wine better than they do the woman they have
sworn to love. There are women by the thou
sands who dread to hear the step that once
thrilled them with pleasure, because that step
has learned to reel under the influence of se
ductive poison. There are women groaning
with pain while we write these words, from
bruises and brutalities Inflicted by husbands
made mad by drink. There can be no exag
geration In regard to this matter, because no
human's imagination can create anything worse
than the truth. The sorrow and horrors nt a
wife with a drunken husband, or a mother with
a drunken son, are as near the realization of
hell as can be reached in this world at least
The shame, the indignation, the sorrow, and
the sense of disgrace for herself and children,
the poverty, and not unfrequently the beggary
—the fear and the fact of violence, the linger-
ing, life-long struggle and despair of countless
women, with drunken husbands. are enough to
make all women curse wine, and engage 'nit•
edly to oppose it everwhere as the worst enemy
of their se:.
YOU MAY CHARGE IT
A simple little salience is this, to be sumand
yet It may be eonsideied one of the most insid
ious enemies wlttewhich people have to deal.—
It is very pleasant to have all the little compd.
ities offered for sale in the market,and it is hard
to deny one's self of the same when they can
be obtained by saying "charge it." But this
habit of getting articles, however small the
charge may be, without paying for them, keeps
one's funds in a low state most of the time.
"I have no money to-day, but should like the
article very much."
"Never mind," says the gentlemanly clerk,
"you are good for It."
"Well, I will take it, and you may charge
And so it is that little accounts are opened at
one place and another, until the young man is
surprised at his
In many instances, if the cash were required,
the purchase would not be made, even lied the
person the money by him, but to some, getting
an article charged does not seem like parting
with an equivalent.
Still, when pay day comm, as always it does,
this delusion vanishes, and a feeling is experi
enced of parting with money and receiving
nothing in return.
It there is an actual necessity of making a
purchase, and the means are not at hand, there
is a resonable excuse for obtaining the same on
credit; but when the article can be dispensed
with until payment can be made, it is much to
the advantage of the purchaser to du so.
PURITY OF CH ARSCTER
Over the outer coat of plum and , aprieot there
grows a bloom more beautiful than the fruit
Itself—a soft, delicate powder that overspreads
its rich colors. 'Now if you strike your hand
over that, and 4 Is once gone, it is gone forever
—it only appears once. The flower- that iii - a - uga
in the morning impearled with dew—arrayed
with Jewels—once shake 4, so that the heads
roll off, and you may sprinkle water over it us
long as you please, yet it can nevallbe mule
again what it was when the dew fell gently on
it tram heaven.
On a frosty morning you may see the panes
of glass covered with landscapes, mountains,
lakes and trees, blended into a beautiful, tau
tastic picture. Now lay your bawl upon the
glass, and by the least scratch of your finger,
or by the warmth of the palm, all the delicate
tracery will be obliterated.
So there Is in youth a beauty and purity of
character,which when once touched and defiled
can never be restored—a fringe more delicate
than frost-work, which when torn and broken,
Will never be repaired. When a young lad or
gill leaves the parents' house,with the blessings
of a mother's tears still wet upon the cheek, it
early purity of character be once lost, it is a
1 loss that can never be made up again. Suzli is
the consequence of crime.
THE MOUTH
The mouth Is the frankest part of the face.—
it can the least concert the feelings: We can
neither hide 11l temper with It nor good. We
may affect what we please, but affectation Will
not help . us In a wrong cause it will only
make our observers resent the endeavor to im
pose upon them. A. mouth should be of good
natural dlmenstons,as well us plump In the lips.
Wh'ea the ancients, among their beauties, made
McMinn of small mouths and lips, they. meant
arnail Only as opposed to an excess the other
way, a fault very common in 4frica, The say
ings in favor of small menthe, which have beim
the ruin 01 so many pretty .lucky, are very fib.
surd. It .there be an excess either way, it had
better : he a liberal one. A pretty, pursed up
mouth Ilt ter nothing but to be left to its cont.
.plitemicy. Large months are oftener found in
onion with generous dispositions than prey
small ones.
Home is not a name, nor a form, nor a mu
tine,'. It Is 'n spirit, a presence, a principle.—
Material- and, method will not and cannot
Make It must get its light and sweetnms
from those who inhabit it; from flowers and'
sunshine, from .the -sympathetic nature which
In their exercise of sympathy, can layaside the
tyitini4 cif' the broom, and the awful duty of
endless scrubbing.
Bomber's last ileelaration N eltureh la flat
reeriNteloi' are government Nal." It that iv
tNeology &ow more of it.
Whet nation is most likely to sudeil,l in a
Moult enterprise? Determination: .