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v Scneret,Pa.
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, ! ?i" . -into. inn,1i wlth
e" vPc, un Main Pros. .tnt.
H ATTCIRNEY-AT-LAW.
Visit nd Per-t Afrtnt, Somemet,
Pa.
VALENTINE HAY,
1 ATTORNEY-AT-UAW
in! !- Vr tn Rl Kie. fomer t, r
,v,.Hoi:ihBfliirMentnute(tto hli ear
I?. ri:tnsJ ed IiJety.
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f ATTORNEY-ATXA
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tt lii y aumi'.'io BullJin.
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ATTORNEY-AT-LAW,
Somereet Pa-,
P'fwl nl boclnff entrnrtwl to tnj ear at
n'ti to wlita ppiptnei aodJiJelHy;
Dn. J. M. LOUTH ER.
( Formerly of Stoyetown.)
FHYS1C1AS ASD SI RGEO.V,
U.. ..nronenttT In Smret f"T the
.rf.i ft bin prmewfi
ttlfire Sdiiore
niral HuteU in rear ol Pre Store.
mayzi.
W. EL0UGI1,
h-VlOHTlllC TUYSICAS ASD SlRCtOS
T'rf h! rrr-Urta thejwopleof Snmerwt
.'iMTiliT. r.lif in K'wn oreouniry immpily
. B,ie,i to ( n 1 (uon.l at A ny nlKht,
pin. ,.n.fwi.M)lly enenanl. mre on
sMtiwttl IMamuDj. over Rn Jr
si St.,re. aprt34tt
Dn. H. S. KIM MEL
tnnleni hif prrreMlonaHervlre to the rttl
,l.o( sir-ti.l Ylrlnlty. fnleprtlm
i f-,sf.l he on be K nnd at hl ofltce, on Mala
St tut ol the L'mmonJ.
nR. IT. r.r.l' RAKER tenders his
Tof,f.il w rvlcei to the eltlieni of Rom
tsr' nit vlrlnliT. oiBce In retWence o Main
rtreet wtm ol the l.lamood.
nr.. YM. RAUCH tenders his
pr-.lfMlonal Kerrlcee to the cltlaene of Sonv
erUiti vlrinltv.
ntjK-Ow.l.Hirtaet of Wayne k Berkeblle
rtniHQre itore.
Iter. 6. 'St
DE.S J. M V1I.LKN.
MHIKKI.ET, "A.,
c,t njwinl ttmtf.in to the Prenerrailoa of
ttNnnral Tth. Artlllftal et InteriKl. A"
'!T'!ti rzunran'red faiilrtorT. t.fnce In
KirRWk. npfinire. Entrance one l("rweat
M i I Jcwelrv Store. oeuJ-em.
DR. JOHN BILT-S.
DENTIST.
ae-.r up rilr( Is Cook fc BcerltfiBloek.Somer
KtPa.
D'.L WILLIAM (X)LLTNS.
IitXTlST. SOMERSET, PA.
Oft'etnyanimnth Kl-k. abore Boyd I)rn
St- rt aoen iit ran ai all tlm be loand prenar-V-
!. il kii:.l ol work, rarh ae rjiltnK. reea
it'it.f . eitraritnc. Artltlrlsl teeth of all ktnda,
! ( the lien material Inserted. Uperatlona
eimtted.
D
U. K. MILLER haa perma-
nnitle lmtr.1 in Kerlln for the orartie 01
pr .cHioB. Office oiiuoilte i;nanes rara
r i nure. apr. m, TO-tC
k in vrtifnt 9twn wey. sennane
Jnt frrf a pacaaire ol iroid ol larae
rrtu that will atart TOO In Work
1 fDi iioptave and bT mall yna win
tta' in st mre brine tou In money taster than
"imbiUK fl ,n Am ri'ca. All about the aoo.oiw
' l-t-nt with eai-h li. Acents wanted ever J
l ft. i.t f iber u s. til all sues, tor all the time.
" ",rf time only, to work nr iJt tlielr own
-a,. roruci, loriii woraers arienraiei
w.l. Ii. i t ,1,-uy. U. UiURkVo
, Portland,
lania.
CHARLES HOFFMAN.
(.IXlVa
LiTEST STYLES ill LOWEST PRICES.
SATISFACTION GUARANTEED.
MKRSKT, PA.
ELY'S
CREAMBALM
Clean e the
Head. Allays
Inflammon. "
Heals the Sore
Restores the
Senses sfTaste
Smell. Hearing
A quick Relief.
HAT
"FEVED A positive cure-
bi,.'! Ptl,wl Into each Bortrtl and is
'"s-em. f nc o eents by mall or at
for elrralar. tXY BROS.,
A PRIZE s""
and racelv. m. a !
rente rarpost-
t-
nL.n, "Kieh will help yon to mors ;
l'f.1
A .i , .uyioing else ib lb... t
.VrT"- ed from flrst hoar
V11UCT Ml .mm.I I . It . L. .
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VOL. XXXIV. NO. 30.
SOMERSET COUNTY BANK !
( ESTABLISHED 1877.)
CHARLE. J. EAEEISON. U I. PE1TTS.
President
Cashier
Oollectlonij made In all parti of the United
States.
CHARGES MODERATE.
Parties wlshlnc to snd money West can be ae-
oommotiatad I.t draft on New York Is any sura.
Collections made with promptness. V. S. Bonds
by one of I Heboid's celebrated sates, with a Sar
Dcuif m ana sum. atoner anu Taioanie. w.
gent k Yale vwo wti toe.
ACCOUNTS SOLICITED.
-AUlei;al holidays observed.-
ISAAC SIMPSON,
LIVEBY ill SHE ST1EK.
PATRIOT ST., SOMERSET. PA.
If lea "Tanf to Buy a Coo4 an Cktaf
BUGGY,
Sew or Second-hand, call on me. 1 also keep
constantly on hand a Larue Assortment or
Fine Hand.niade
Harness,
Saddles,
Whips,
Bridles,
Rm.l.ea Lar. Blankets, and every thins: to
be
luand In a r
.ir.ij.l.SclillerT Good Teams
and Kidioa H.irses always ready fur hire.
W hen In nee.1 01 anyimnn w uij
sriTe me a call.
ISAAC SIMPSOX,
may,. tSoMawiaTPA
CALVIN HAY
BERLIIST, PA.,
(MILLER S MILL.)
MANUFACTVREB OF
FLOUR & FEED!
1 alwavs kopon hand a larite stock of FL)l'R
OORN-MEAU BI'UKWHEAT ru t, ana
all kinds of tuor. Also, au ainu. u.
whicii I sell at
BOTTOM riilCES.
Wholesale and Retail. Yon will save money by
buying Irom me. My stock is always t resh.
ORDERS FILLED PROMPTLY.
HAPPY CHILDREN.
If aw Slake.Tfce-1 Nw Keep Ihem la
llealtb, una Ttiey will 'r mt
tit" Ke.l,
The joy ol every well-rearalated household
nme chiefly from the children. Thoasands of
affectlouau parents do not take care of thelrcnlt
Uren. JThrongh lnoranca mora than enlpable
neajleet they suUer them to fell sick and die.
when knowledge mlnht have savea mem u kt
and home. 1W. David KLKStui onera me
Favorite Remeily " as mphatically a medicine
far th children gentle In 1U action, containing
r,.i imrAiri rk.fcrcr. irolnc straiirht
tut he Blood, which, when Impure. Is the seat and
source of disease. -levoriw i.uimj n .u
friend ol rhllnhowl, and shoull le bund I In every
nursery in tne tana. ar u "-
your chlinren-s saae,ae wei. '
It and yon will be arlad yon saw this article.
Make no mlstnkes. The meillclne is " Favorite
Remedv " and the proprleuir's name and address,
Vr. Iavid KENN EUY, Kondout, N. Y. One dol
lara botUe.
fieMtd .re)a fara siowl Ititaia;. nr. Da
vid Kenncty s - Favorite Reme.lv" is exactly
what It claims t be, and deserve the praises that
are showered up. It by a'l who have used it, Mr.
Israel H. Snyiler.of Sauartles.N. Y .. says: ' Mj
little daue hier was covered wiinMiiriit
held to loot : lr. Kennedy s Favorite Ktmedy
cured her. This was two years ago.
H e mrt not in the Habit of Pvjfng any sort ol
patent medicines la oor columns, but we happen
: , ... i,.,-i.i arnneiiv. .if RondouUN. Y..
and can tiem-nelly testily lo ihe eiccllen. of the
meillclne hi. h the Hector calls ' Favorite Kern
civ " And li a word of ours will percuado any
bolr to o it and thus find relief Irom sutfenng
no iimfeiooal etl.netta snail niourr u 1....0
1., ih.t w ,nl. For diseases of the W)d. kidneys
t.,wel. It has no cioal. We would not le
wlthuct It lor hve times the dollar that It costs,
L'ailg Timrt, 1 rot), !. 1 .
NO. 3.
THE GREAT RE1
Purely Vegetable.
ARE YOU BILIOUS ?
t.. D..l.lor mtnrr fails to curt. I most
cheerfully recommend It to a'l who suffer from
Bilious Attai k or ny Disease caused by a disar
ranged state ot the I.iv.r.
Kansas city, mil. w . it. ur.n.i ax..
Do You "Want Good Digestion P
I snff. red Intensely with Full Stomach. Head
ache, etc A nelphfior. wno naa iho wmi-i"
Liver Reenlator. told melt was asureenre for my
trouble. The tlrst dose I took relieved me very
mo. h. and In one week's time I was as strong and
hearty as I ever was. It it the brit medicine 1
errr took, for Pynpepti: -
Richmond. a. II. O. CKENMtAW.
Do You Suffer from Constipation P
Testimonyof Hinaw WanjcttR. Chief Justice 01
Cionrtliation ol my BoweK caused by a Teinpora
rv lieranaementof the l.lver, for the last three
ur four years, and always iri decided bentjit."
. 1 h.v. used s nimuul Liver Kesrniai.iv wr
Have You Malaria ?
I have had eirwrlence with Simmons Liver
i..ii.tor .inc. lnfiS. and rcaai'd It as the ercaf-
r.l nrrfictR 0 Ike timet for diseases iiecullar to
malarial rvalons. So icood a medicine deserve
universal eomn.en.ln.M r WHAmn
Cor. See. Soothern Baptist l heoloical St-miliary.
Safer and Better than Calomel I '
I have been subject tn severe spells of Consw-
tloo of the Liver, and have been In the ha mi 01
taking from id to SO grains of Calomel, which cen
erallv laid me up for three orfonr days. Lately
I have been Uklnx Simmons Liver Regulator,
which gave me relief, without any Interruntioa) to
business. J- HI GO).
MiDDUtronT. unio.
J. H. ZEILIN A. CO..
PHILAUELPHIA, PA.
PRICE $1 OO.
lull Si-lr
LOOK OUT ! FDRNITURE
AT-
HENRY HOFFHsAN'S,
JENNER X ROADS. PA.
I Continue tn manufacture, at ravold rand, all
gmlee ol HOISIHOLD FIKMTVRE, which
Ml! last as cheap as any other dealer In Somer
set County. I will also take orders lor any city
made Furniture my customers may wish to pur
chase. I keep sample-books at my place of bus-
ness, from which selections can be made.
UITTZmmS A SPECIALTY.
.,1 it. 1Wm..1tI.. rn af n.. .ttettdeit to
with care, i nave two hearse, tor burial purpos-1
te7&7ty
Shrouds, Tand White Cothns for Children. 1 will
also keep In stock a nice lire of City Caskets. eov.
ered, at a small advance on cltv prices. IVon t
fail tu call on me when In need of anything In my
line. 1 ran do as well by yon as yon can do else
where.
i kan oi hand li i I mN tiuni. i bhi !
octT-Om. HENBY HOFFMAN. I
jxecctor'S notice.
iLstat af Peter Bcr.ey. dee'd. late of Somerset !
Twp .somerset co., ra, i
Letters testamentary on the above estate bav-'
lng
. . . a i a a- .a..-.
Kroner auinonty, notice ts neteoy given w muw
lg oeeo r.o. .r'.v
indebted to It to make Immediate payment and
those having claims or demands will pleas pre-
Saturday. January , lssa. at the residence Ol mm
sent them amy auineriicaiea hit muriioio.
r - wv aas-saan. -J - -
. j T ...... .
1. Konwmet fJoroarh.
i.miv ar wx-v.
JiEik
deeX
xf.ecv.tor.
M HAT OOClD wedo withociit?
BY HATHA D. CBtE.
Let cynics sneer at Love's sweet dower,
I jet fools and mockers doabt it,
But bid them say, if in their power,
What could we do without it ?
What were our lives without the taste
' Of that immortal chalice ?
A barren, scorched and sandy waste,
A grim and empty palace !
True, sighs and tears with smiles are oft
In that rich beaker blended ;
Its draughts, however deep and soft.
By pangs may be attended ;
But show me one who, having kissed
Its magic brim, would flout it.
And tell me of one gentle tryst
That could be sweet without it.
Love is so bright and pure a pearl.
The noblest hearts must prize it.
Nor man nor maid, nor king nor churl
Can venture to despise it.
It is the'touchstone of our loves,
The star, serene and tender,
That mid the deepest gloom, survives,
With all-pervading splendor.
The worst coquette's devoid of art,
For pastime mean and cruel.
If sometime in the past, her heart
Hath not contained that jewel ;
And men who seek their dupes to melt
With counterfeit devotion
Are weaionless unlets they've felt
The genuine emotion.
Sneer, then, who may, at love's sweet spell
Shun, if you choose, its burnings ;
They know not life who would repel
Its blended pains and yearnings.
As long as men and women male.
No power from earth can rout it ;
The master-key of life and fate,
What could we do without it?
x, r. aipixr.
QU1TK SO.
A QUAIXT STORY OF THE CIVIL WAR,
T. B. Alilrich, In Atlantic Monthly.
I.
Of course that was not his name.
Even in the State of Maine, where
it is still the custom to maim a child
tor life by christening him Arioch or
Shadrach or Ephriam, no one would
dream of calling a boy " Quite So."
It was merely a nickname which we
gave him in camp; but it stuck to
him with such burr like tenacity,
and is so inseparable from my mem
ory of him, that I do not think I
could write definitely of John Blad
burn if I were to call him anything
but "Quite So."
It wus one night shortly after the
first battle of Bull Run. The Army
of the Potomac, shattered, stunned,
and forlorn, was back in its old quar
ters behind the earthworks. The
melancholy line of ambulances bear
ing our wounded to Washington was
not done creeping over Long Bridge;
the blue smocks and the gray still
lay in windrows on the held of Ma
nassas ; and the gloom that weighed
down our hearts was like the fog
that stretched along the bosom of
the Potomac and enfolded the valley
of the Shenandoah. A drizzling
rain had set in at twilight, and,
growing bolder with the darkness,
was beating a dismal tattoo on our
tent the tent of Mess G, Company
A, th Regiment N. Y. Volunteers.
Our mess, consisting originallv of
eight men, was reduced to four. Lit
tle Hilly, as one ot our leiiows grim
ly remarked, had concluded to re
main at Manassas; Corporal Steele
we had to leave at Fairfax Court
House.shot through the hip ; Hunt
er and Suydam we had said good
bye to that afternoon. lell jonn
nv Reb." says Hunter, lifting up the
leather side-piece of the ambulance,
" that 1 11 be back aeain as soon as
I get a new leg." But Stoydam said
nothing ; he only unclosed his eyes
languidly and Emiled a farewell to
us.
The four of us that were left alive
and unhurt that shameful July day
sat gloomily smoking our brierwood
pipes, thinking our thoughts, and
listening to the rain pattering against
the canvas. That, and the occasion
al whine of a hungry dog foraging
on the outskirts of the camp for a
etray bone, alone broke the silence,
save when a vicious drop of rain de
tached itself meditatively from the
ridge-pole of the tent and fell upon
the wick of our tallow candle, mak
ing it "cuss," as Ned Strong describ
ed it. The candle was in one of
its most profane fits when Blakely,
knocking the ashes from his p:pe,
and addressing no one in particular,
fiut giving brrath, unconsciously as
it were, to the result of his cogita
tions, observed tbst " it was consid
erable of a lizzie."
" The 'on to Richmond' businrss?"'
"Yts"
"I worder what they'll do about
it over yonder," said Curtis, point
ing over his right shoulder. By 'over
yonder' he meant the North in gen
eral and New England especially.
Curtis was a Boston boy,, and his
sense of locality was so strong that,
during all his wandering in Virgin
ia, I do not believe there was a mo
ment, day or night, when he could
not have made a bt e-line for Faneuil
Hall.
" Do about it?'' cried Ned Strong.
" They'll make about two hundred
blue llannel trousers and send them
along, each pair with a man in it
all the short men in the long trousers
and all the tall men in the short
ones," he added, ruefully contem
plating his own leg gear, which
reached scarcely to his ankles.
- That's so," said'Blakely. " Just
now when I was tackling the com
missary for an extra candle, I saw a
crowd of new fellows drawing blank
ets." "I say there, drop that!" cried
Strong. "All right, sir.didn't know
it was you," he added hastily, seeing
it was Lieutenant Haines who had
thrown back the flap of the tent and i
in a gust of wind and rain that
uireriicueu n.c ...-
! ch,a consequences to OUr OlSCOn-
, , follnw fiin
' tentea tailOW Ol p.
j u You're tO bunk in here, BBld the
It cnonVinn- tn unmet nns Ollt
al. a.j u - r, oopinna imn-
aide. The some one stepped in, and
Aiiru.vua unoif. - .
! Haines vanished in the darkness.
Strong had succeeded in i
.1U m.in,,r,tj i
ireiunut mc wuuis vui.cvi...i .
i,.i;i rji noon .toll uhw-lrtnk-
llin AIL Lib icii K L'VJ a mm .
-r u C :.U .
ins man Ui auuut uuiiv-u.c v uu a
long, hay-colcred beard and mus
(ache, upon which the rain drops.
1 Jtl'lir. U UUU n UIVU V- awau -a Vfu .
l stood in clusters, iiKe nigni aew on ,
I patches of cobwebs in a meadow. It !
,., . , , , -
omer
j was an honest face, with unworldly
sort of blue eyes, tnat iooitea oui
from under the broad visor of the
infantry cap. With a deferential
glance "towards us, the new comer
unstrapped his knapsack, spread his
blanket over it, and sat down unob
trusively. u Rather damp night out," remark
ed lilakely, whose strong hand was
supposed to be con ."rsation.
" Quite so." replied the stranger,
not curtly but pleasantly, and with
an air as if he had said all there was
to be said about it
" Come from the North recently ?"
inquired Blakely, after a pause.
- Yes."
" From any place in particular ?"
" Maine."
u People considerably stirred up
down there ?" continued Blakely, de
termined not to give up.
Quite bo."
lilakely threw a puzzled look over
the tent, and seeing Ned Strong on
the broad grin, frowned severely.
Strong instantly assumed an abstrac
ted air and began humming softly.
"I wish I was in dixie."
" The State of Maine," observed
Blakely, with a certain air of defi
ance not at all necessary in discuss
ing a geographical question, " is a
pleasant State.''
" In summer," suggested the stran
ger. " In summer, I mean," returned
Blakely with animation, thinking
he had broken the ice. " Cold as
blazes in winter, though ain't it?"
The new recruit merely nodded.
Blakely eyed the man homocidal
Iy for a moment, and then, smiling
one of those smiles of simulated gay
ety which the noyelists inform us
are more tragic than tears, turned
upon him wito withering irony.
Trust you left the old folk3 pret
ty comlortable."
" Dead."
- The old folks dead !"
" Quite so."
Blakely made a sudden dive for
his blanket, tucked it around him
with painful precision, arid was heard
no more.
Just then the bugle sounded 'lights
out,' bugle answering bugle in far
off camps. When our not elaborate
night toilets were complete, Strong
threw somebody else's old boot at
the candle with infallible aim, and
darkness took possession of the tent.
Ned, who lay on my left, presently
reached over to me and whispered :
" 1 say, our friend ' quite so ' is a
garrulous old boy 1 He'll talk him
self to death some of these odd times
if he isn't careful. How he Bin run
on !"
The next morning, when I Opened
mv eves, the new member of Mess 6
was sitting on a knapsack, combing
his blonde beard with a horn comb.
He nodded pleasantly to me, and to
each of the boys as they woke up
one by one. Blakely did not ap
pear disposed to renew the anima
ted conversation of the previous
night ; but while he was gone to
make a requisition for what the im
agination of Shakespeare himself
could not accept as coffee, Curtis
ventured to ask the man what his
name was.
" Bladburn, John," was the reply.
"That's rather a long name for
every -day use," put in Strong. " If
it wouldn't hurt your feelings, I'd
like to call you ' Quite So' for short.
Don't say no. if you don't like it ; is
it agreeable?"
Bladburn gave a little laugh, all
to himself, seemingly, and was about
to say ' quite so,' whe he caught at
the words, blushed like a girl, and
nodded a sunny assent to Strong.
From that day until the end.theso
briquet clung to him.
The disaster at Bull Run was fol
lowed, as the reader knows, ' by a
long period of masterly inactivity, so
far as the Army of the Potomac was
concerned. McDowell, a good sol
dier, but unlucky, retired to Arling
ton Heights and McClellan, who
had distinguished himself in West
ern Virginia, took command of the
forces in front of Washington, and
bent his energies to reorganizing the
demoralized troops. It was a drea
ry time to the people of the North,
who looked fatuously from week to
week ' for the fall of Richmond it
was a sad, dreary time to the deni
zens of that vast city of tents and
forts which stretched in a semicircle
before the beleaguered Capitol so
tedious and soul wearinga time that
the hardships of forced marches and
the horrors of battle became desira
Lle things to them.
Roll-call morning and evening
guard duty, dress parades, an occa -
sionai reconnoisance, uoiniuoes reo
tling matches, such rude games as
could be carried on in camp, made
up the sum ol our lives. The arri
val of the maii with letters and pa
pers from home was the event ol the
day. We noticed that Bladburn
neither wrote or received any letters.
When the rest of the boys were
scribbling away for dear life, with
drum-heads and knap-sacks and
cracker-boxes for writing desks, he
would sit serenely smoking his pipe
but looking out on us through rings
ofsmokewitha face expressive ol
tee tenderest interest
"Look here, Quite So," Strong
would say, " the mail-bag closes in
half an hour Ain't you going to
write ?'
" I believe not to-day," Bladburn
rould reply, as if he had written
yesterday, or would write to-morrow
; but he never wrote.
He had become a great favorite
with us, and with all the officers ot
the regiment He talked less than
any man I ever knew but there was
nothing gloomy or sullen in his ret
icence. It was eunsnme warmm
and brightness, but no voice.
Ln-
assuming and modest, to the verge
of shyness, he impressed every one
as a man of singular pluck and
nerve,
" Do you know," said Curtis to
me one day, " that fellow Quite So
is clear grit, and when we come to
close quarters with our Palmetto
brethren over yonder, hell do Borne-1
thinir rffivilish ?"
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" What makes vou think 80 ? i
.
the exasperating coolness of the j
much as anything. This
man, as
a j - era.
morning uie uuj o. .cwuujt -uui-
fin Fan, (a small mulatto girl who I
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used to bring muffins into camp
three times a week, at the peril of
ber life !) "and Jemmy Blunt of Co.
K you know him was rather
rough on the girl when Quite So,
who bad been reading under a tree,
shut one finger in his book, walked
over to where the boys were sky
larking, and with the smile of a ju
venile angel on his face lifted Jemmy
out of that and set him down gent
ly in front of his own tent. There
Blunt sat speechless, staring at Quite
So, who was back again under the
treee, pegging away at his little Latin
grammar."
That Latin grammar! He always
had it about him, reading it or turn
ing over ita dog-eared pages at odd
intervals and in out of the way
places. Half a dozen times a day
he would draw it out from the
bosom of his blouse, which had
taken the shape of the book just over
the left breast, look at it as if to as
sure himself it was all right, and
then put the thing back. All night
the volume lay beneath his pillow.
The first thing in the morning, be.
fore he was well awake, his hand
would go groping instinctively un
der his knapsack in search of it.
A devastating curiosity seized
upon us boys concerning that Latin
grammar, for we had discovered the
nature of the book. ' Strong wanted
to steal it one night, but concluded
not to.
" In the first place," reflected
Strong, " I haven't the heart to do it
and in the next place I haven't the
moral courage. Quite So would
placidly break every bone in my
body." And I believe Strong was
not far out of the way.
Sometimes I was vexed at myself
for allowing this tall, simple-hearted
country fellow to puzzle me so much.
And yet, was he a simple-hearted
country fellow ? City bred he cer
tainly was not ; but his manner, in
spite of his awkwardness, had an
indescribable airof refinement. Now
and then, too, he dropped a word or
a phrase that showed his lamihari
ty with unexpected lines of reading.
" The other day," said Curtis, w im
the slightect elevation of eyebrow,
" he had the cheek to correct mv
Latin tor me." In short, Quite So
was a daily problem to the mem
bers of Mess 6. Whenever he was
absent, and Blakely and Curtis and
Strong and I got together in the tent
we discussed him, evolving various
theories to explain why he never
wrote to anybody and why nobody
ever wrote to him. Had the man
committed some terrible crime, and
tied to the army to hide his guilt?
Blakely sucgested that he must haye
murdered "the old folks." Whit
did he mean by eternally conning
that tattered Latin grammar ? And
was his name Bladburn, anyhow ?
Even his imperturbable amiability
became suspicious ; and then his
frightful reticence. If he was the
victim of any deep grief or crushing
calamity, whv didn t he seem un
happy ? What business had he to be
cheerful?
It'n mv orinion." said Strong,
"that he's "a rival Wandering Jew ;
the original Jacob , you know, was
a dark lellow.'
Blakely inferred from something
Bladburn had J aid, or something he
hadn't said which was more likely
that he had been a schoolmaster
at some period of his life.
" Schoolmaster be hanged !" was
Strong's comment ; " can you fancy
a schoolmaster going about conjugat
ing baby verbs out of a drafted little
spelling book? No. Quit3 So has
evidently " been a a. Blest if I
can imagine what he's been."
Whatever John Bladburn had
been, he was a lonely man. When
ever I want a type of perfect human
isolation, I shall think of him, as he
was in those days, moving remote,
self contained, and alone in the
midst of two hundred thousand
men.
II.
The Indian summer fifth ita infin
ite beauty and tenderness, came like
a reproach that year to Virginia.
The foliage, touched here and there
with prismatic tints, drooped mo
tionless in the golden haze. The
The delicate Virginia creeper was
almost minded to put forth its scar
let buds again. No wonder the
lovely phantom this dusky South
ern sister of the pale Northern June
lingered not long with us, but
filling the once peaceful glens and
valleys with her pathos, stole away
rebnkefully before the savage en
ginery of man.
i lie nreDarations that nad been
poiDg or, for mouths in arsenals and
foundries at the north were nearly
completed. For weeks past the air
had been filled with rumors of ad
vance ; but the rumor ot to day re
futed the rumor of yesterday, and
the Grand Army did not move.
Heitzleman's corps was constantly
folding ita tents, like the Arabs, and
as silently stealing away ; but some
how it was always m the same place
the next morning. One day, at
length, orders came down for our
brigade to move.
" We're going to Richmond, boys !"
shouted Strong, thrusting his head
in at the tent ; and we all cheered
and waved our caps like mad. You
see, Big Bethel and Bull Run and
Balls Bluff hadn't taught us any bet
ter sense.
Rising abruptly Irom the plateau,
to the left of our encampment, was
a tall hill covered with a stunted
growth of red-oak, persimmon, and
chestnut The night before we
struck tents I climbed up to the
crest to take a parting look at a
spectacle which custom has not been
able to rob of its enchantment
There, at my feet and extending
miles and miles and miles away lay
the camps of the Grand Army, with
its camp-fires reflected luridly
against the ekv. Thousands
of!
lights were twinkling in every direc
tion ; some nestling in the valley,
some like fire flies beating their
wings and palpitating among the
frppa And enmfl stretchinir in naral-
lei lines and curves like the street-
lanuDS ofacitV. Somewhere, far off.
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a band was playing, at intervals It
- .
nnrl now and thpn. nearer
too, a silvery strain from a bugle i
'shot sharply up through the night,
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et among the 8tars,-the patient un-1
and seemed to 1086 Itself like a IOCk-
I troubled stars. Suddenly a hand
was laid upon my arm.
M I'd like to say a word to you,"
said Bladburn.
With a little start of surprise, I
made room for him on the fallen
tree, where 1 was seated.
" I mayn't get another chance," he
said. "You and the boys have
been very kind to me, kinder than I
deserve ; but sometimes I've fancied
that my not saying anything about
myself had given you the idea that
all was not right in the past I want
to say that I came down to lrgmia
with a clean record."
" We never doubted it in our
hearts, Bladburn."
If I didn't write home," he con
tinued, " it was because I hadn't
any home, neither kith nor kin.
When I said the old folks were dead
I said it Am I boring you? If I
thought I was "
"No, Bladburn. I have often
wanted you to talk to me about
yourself, not from idle curiosity, I
trust, but because I liked you that
rainy night when you came to camp
and have gone on liking you ever
since. This isn't too much to say,
when heaven only knows how soon
I may be past saying it or you lis
tening to it"
" That's it," said Bladburn, hur
riedly. " That's why I want to talk
with you, I've a fancy that I shant
come out of our first battle."
The words gave me a queer start,
for I had been trying several days to
throw off a singular presentiment
concerning him a foolish presenti
ment that grew out of a dream.
"In case anything of that kind
turns up," he continued, I'd like
you to have my Latin grammar
here you've seen me reading it.
You might stick it away in a book
case, for the sake of old times- It
goes against me to think of it, fall
ing into rough hands and being
kicked about eamp and trampled
under toot."
He was drumming softly with his
fingers on the volume in the bosom
of tiia bhiuse.
" didn't count to speak of this to
a living soul," he wentou, motioning
me aot to answer him, ''but some
thing took hold of me to-night aud
made me follow you up here. Per
haps if I told you all, you would be
tlie more willing to look after the
little hook in case it goes ill with me.
When the war broke out I was
teaching school down in Maine, in
the s ime village where my father
was schoolmaster before me. The
old man when he died left mo quite
alone. I lived pretty much by my
self, having no interests outside of
the district school, which seemed in
a manner my personal property.
Eight years ago last spring a new
pupil was brought to the school, a
slight slip of a girl, with a sad kind
of face and quiet ways. Perhaps it
was because she wasn't very strorg,
and perhaps because she wasn't
used over well by those who had
charge of ber, or perhaps it was be
cause my lifewas lonely, that my
heart warmed to the child. It all
seems like a dream now. since that
April morning, when littie Mary
stood in front of my desk with her
pretty eyes looking down bashfully
and her soft hair falling over her
face. One day I look up, and six
years have gone by, as they go by
in dreams, and among the scholars
is a tall girl of sixteen, with serious
womauly eyes, which I cannot trust
myself to look npon. The old life
has come to ad end. The child has
become a woman and can teach the
master now. So help me Heaven, I
didn't know .hat I loved her until
that day !
" Long after the children had gone
home I sat in the school-room with
my face resting on my hands. There
was her desk, the afternoon shadows
falling across it It never looked
empty and cheerless before. I went
and stood by the little chair, as I
had stood hundreds of times. On
the desk was a pile of bock3, ready
to be taken away, and among the
rest a small Latin grammar which
we bad studied together. What lit
tle despairs and triumphs and hap
pv hours were associated with it? I
took it up curiously, as if it were
some precious dead thing, and turn
ed over the pages, and could hardly
see them. Turning the pages, icily
so, I came to a leaf on which some
thing was written with ink, in the
familiar girlish hand. It was only
the words " Dear John." through
which she had drawn two hasty
pencil lines I wish she hadn't
drawn those lines !" added Bladburn
under his breath.
He was silent for a minute or two
looking off toward the camps, where
the lights were fading out one by
one.
" I had no right to go and love
Mary. I was twice her age, an awk
ward, unsocial man, that would have
blighted her youth. I was as wrong
as wrong can be. But I never meant
to tell her. I locked the grammar
in mv desk and the secret in my
heart for a year. I couldn't bear to J
meet her in the village, and kept
away from every place where she
was likely to be". Then she came to
me and sat down at my feet penitent
ly, just as she used to do when she
was a child, and asked what she had
done to anger me ; and then, Heav
en forgive me ! I told her all. and
asked her if she could say with her
lipe the words ahe had written, and
she nestled in my arms all a trem
bling like a bird and said them over
and over again.
When Mary '8 family heard of our
engagement there was trouble. They
looked higher for Mary than a middle-aged
schoolmaster. No blame
for them. They forbade me the
house, her uncle's ; but we met in
the village and at the neighbors'
houses, and I was happy, knowing
she loved me. Matters were m this
state when the war came on. I had
a strong call to look after the old flag
and I hung my head that day when
the company raised in our village
marched by. the school-house to the
railroad station ; but I couldn't tear
myself away,
About this time the
minister's son. who had been away I
to college, came to the Village. He 1
met Mary here and there, and they ;
'became great friends. He waa aj
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it waa natural that they should like I
era
one another. Sometimes I winced
at seeing him made free at the home
from which I was ehut out : then I
would open the grammar at the leaf
where Dear John was written up in
the corner, and my trouble
gone. Marv was sorrowful
and
pale these days, and I tnink her peo
ple were worrying her.
" It was one evening two or three
days Lofore we got the news of Bull
Run. I had gone down to the cem
etery to trim the spruce hedge set
around the old man's lot, and was
just stepping into the enclosure,
when I heard voices from the oppo
site side. One was Mary's, and the
other I knew to be young Marston's,
the minister's son, I didn't mean
to listen, but what Mary was saying
struck me dumb. 'We must never
meet again,' she was saying in a
wild way. 'We must say good-by
here, forever good-by, good-by 1'
and I could hear her sobbing. Then,
presently she suid, hurriedly, 'No,
no ; my hand, not my lips ! ' Then
it seemed he kissed her hand, and
the two parted, one going toward
the parsonage, and the other out by
the gate near where I stood.
"I don't know how long I stood
there, but the night dews had wet
me to the skin when I stole out of
the gr iveyurd and across the road to
the schoolhouse. 1 unlocked the
door, and took the Latin grammar
from the desk and hid it in my bos
om. There was not a sound nor a
lieht anvwhere as I walked out of
the village. And now," said Blad
burn, rising suddenly from the tree
trunk, "it the little book eyer falls
in your way, won't you see that it
comes to no harm, for my Eake, and
for the sake of the little woman who
was true to me and didn't love me ?
Wherever she is to-night, God bless
her."
As we descended to camp with
our arms resting on each other's
shoulders the watch fires were burn
ing low iu the valleys and along the
hillsides, and a far as the eye could
reach the silent tents lay bleaching
in the moonlight
III.
We imagined that the throwing
forward of our brigade was the ini
tial movement of a general advance
of the army ; but that a the reader
will remember, did not take place
until the following March. The
Confederates had fallen back to Cen
treville without firing a shot, aud
the National troops were in po-ses-sion
of Lewinsville, Vienna, and
Fairfax Court House. Our new posi
tion was nearly identical with that
whirh we had occunied on the niht
previous to the battle ol Bull Run '
nn th nll tnrnnikft road to Man-1
assa, where the enemy was suppos
ed to be in great force. With a field-
r
glass we could see the Rebel pickets
moving in a strip of woodland on
our right, and morning and evening
we heard the spiteful roll of their
snare drums.
These pickets soon became a nui
sance to us. Hardly a night passed
but they Bred upon our outposts, so
far with no harmful result ; but after
a while it grew to be a serious mat
ter. The rebels would crawl out on
all-foura from the wood into a field
covered with underbrush, and lie
there in the dark for hours, waiting
for a shot Then our men took to
the rifle-pits pita ten or twelve feet
long by four or five deep, with the
loose earth banked up a few inches
high on the exposed sides. All the
pita bore names more or less ftlici
tous.by which they were known to
their transient talents. One was
called "The Pepper-Box," another
"Uncle Sam's Well," another "Tbe
Red-Trap," and another, I am con
strained to say, was named after a
not to be mentioned tropical locali
ty. Though .this rude sort of no
menclature predominated, there was
no lack of softer titles.such as "Fort
ress Matilda" and "Castle Mary,"
and one had, though unintentional
ly, a literary flavor to it, "Blair's
Grave," which waa not properly con
sidered as reflecting unpleasantly on
Nat Blair, who bad assisted in mak
ing the excavation.
Some of the regiment hsd dis
coveied a field of late corn in the
neighborhood, and used to boil a
few ears every day, while it lasted,
fi r the boys detailed on the night
picket. The corn cobs were always
scrupulously preserved and mounted
on tbe parapets of the pits. When
ever a Rebfl shot carried away one
of these barbettes guns, there was
swearing in that particular trench.
Strong, who waa very sensitive to
this kind of disaster, waa complain
ing bitterly one morr.ing.because he
had lost three "pieces" the night be
fore. "There's Quite So, now," said
Strong, "when a Minie-ball comes
ping! and knocks one of his guns to
flinders, he merely smiles, and
doesn't at all see the degradation of
the thing."
Poor Bladburn! As I watched
him day by day going about his
duties, in his 6hy, cherry way, with
a smile for every one and not an ex
tra word for anybody, it was hard
to believe he was the same man who
that night before we broke c.mp by
the Potomac, had poured out to me
the story of hia love and Borrow in
words that burned to my memory.
While Strong waa speaking.BIake
ly lifted aside the flop of the tent
and lookee in on us.
"Boys, Quite So waa hurt last
night," he said with a white tremor
on his lip.
"What!,'
"Shot on picket"
"Why, he waa in the pit next to
mine," cried Strong.
"Badlv hurt?"
"Badly hurt."
I knew he was ; I need not have
asked the question. He never meant
to go back to New England.
Bladburn waa lying on the
stretcher in the hospital tent The
surgeon had knelt down by him,
and waa carefully cutting away the
1 .rt:.kun.. Tli. littlo T ot.
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-.J and fell tn the floor. Bladburn
gave me a quick, furtive glance. 1
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it in hia hand, the chilly fingers cloa-
ed Boftly over mine. He waa sink
ing fast In a few minutea the sur
geon finished his examination.
When he rose to hia feet there were
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tears on the weather-beaten cheeks.
i He was a rough outside, but a ten
der neart.
"My poor lad," he blurted out
"it's no use. If you've anything to
was:sav. sav it now. for you ve nearly
done with this world.
Then Bladburn lifted his eyes
slowly to the surgeon, and the old
smile flitted over his face as he mur
mured, " Quite so."
BobTonmbs and TJenYVade.
Speaking of Toombs reminds me
of tbe number of ouarrels he had in
the Senate with Ben Wade, and at
one time especially, wnen ne came
very near having a duel. The Home
stead bill wa under discussion and
Toombs had referred to it with a
sneer as a measure for white pau
pers, when Wade arose and said:
"Sir, you sneer at the Homestead
bill because it gives land to the
landless, do you ? What is your pet
schemo? Buying Cuba, seizing ne
groi;3 for tie negroless ! We will go
to tha country ujion it." Shortly af
ter this Wade made a speech in
which he used language which al
most, apparently.com pel'.ed Toombs
to challenge him. Several friends
of Wade went to him and begged
him to desist, but the old man went
on until Toombs announced his in
tention of bringing him to account
Upon this Wade quietly sat down,
aud the Southern men looked at
each other in surprise, as it was evi
dent he had tried to provoke a quar
rel with the Georgia fire-eater. That
night a friend of Toombs, a Senator
of the United States, called upon
Wade to know if ho would retract
the offensive words he had used.
"No, I won't take back a word,"
was Wade "s emphatic response.
"Then." said the friend of Mr.
Toombs,"Senitor Toomb3 will chal
lenge you to mortal combat"
"That is just what I want, and he
might have got to this point without
ail this palaver."
"You cannot be in earne-t Mr.
Wade," said the Senator.
"Yes, I am, and for a reason. We
Northerners do not want to fiijht. I
am opposed to the code, and so are
my constituents, but you fellows
broke Sumner's head ami if we don't
spunk up a little you will break our
heads. The shortest wav to end the
matter is to kill off a few of you. I
have picked out Toombs as my
man. He will h ive to challenge me,
then, ol course.I wiil have the choice
of weapons, and 1 will take do.vn
my old ride, and me if I don't
bring hiiu down at the first crack !"
This conversation was reported to
Toombs, and he replied: "I caift
1 i T .1 1.
challenge him; if I do he wiil kill
me." He then told his Senator
friends that he and Wade had been
out together shooting with rifles sev
eral times, ami that while he
(Toombs) could shoot well with a
pistol, he was a poor rille shot.
Wade was an old hunter, and could
snuffa candle at 100 yards. Wade,
in sneaking of this afterward said :
fcIf old Toombs had challenged me
that time, as I expected he would, I
would have made him put a patch
on his coat the size of a dollar over
tis heart, and the old fellow would
have got demoralized when be saw
me drawing a bead on it, and
me if I wouldn't have cut the patch."
Boston Educated Coachman.
Mrs. Berrett took me driving and
I saw Boston for the first time under
pleasant circumstances. We were
in an open carriage, I ventured to
ask soon after we started one ques
tion of the coachman. From that
time on, in a perfect well-bred man
ner, he took roe in hand. He told
me so much of the stones and mar
ble used in the buildings, where
they come from, how they stood the
weather. &c. that I said to myself
this must be a retired professor 0
geology.
Then he quietly launched me into
architecture, .and explained the
deficiencies of what seemed to me
the absolute perfection of Philip
Books 'a church. The original plan
of th tower had never been carried
out, because, being built on made
ground, it waa considered dangerous
to raise it to the height of the first
dimensions.
cut, even aster ne nai laiueuu
its imperfections I dared to tinnk
that its en trance, its exquisite clois-
ter, ita (out etmblr, were almost
faultless. In the same manner he
went into the details about the beau-
tiful churches about that neighbor-
hood. He was equally well up in
horticulture, and gave me the botan-
ical name of the Japenese ivy which
foil owa the very outline of whatever
it covers by clinging with ita live
fingers so closely to the U.
In the Public Garden I was the
recipient of more information anout
planti and flowers, and light waa let
into me regarding the statuary. The
marble efligT of one of the distin
guished men waa pronounced so
bad that it was unfit to lift its head
within tha gates of the park. After
this dissertation on art he entered
into an account of whether it was
right to erect a statue to the inven
tor of the use of ether when, without
a question, the credit waa due to
another man, who was still "mus
ing." I spare you a further account
of other subjects that he aired. I
stepped out of tbe carriage still un
certain what collegiate chair he had
vacated to mount the coachman'
box. From a Letter by Jim. (Jen.
Cutfer.
A Georgia paper says, "The true
reason that Georgia people have
adnnted prohibition is that it is a j
cood thine for the niggers." The
There
waa an old man had seven boys, all
topers, and on the first day of the
year he called them up and promia-
year ne caueu "'"V"V'lr t0psy revealed that death waa cans
ed to give each of them a sheep rf j j fr:ght-PA..a. Chronicle-Utr
they would swear off from drinking j "V. "J p
the coming year. Each agreed to(a- I
ik. ...nnnsiiinn ami ihc ntosrs nsrs
mi; iiur...v, .... r-.
! slnTv ciirnci? when th wnnnpeet'
! atartled the audience with : "Father.!
hadn't you better take a sheep, too?"
IV - i whita lisnnniins to Oraw
ia whit nenrtrinna to draw
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their own moral. Inter Ocean.
r
To be wise ia to feel that all that
ia earthly is transient and to ex
perience misfortune ia to grow wise.
Mr. Shy is a a sturdy plain-spoken
intelligent man, and apparently un
aware that he haa achieved a feat
unexcelled by any of the knights of
romance. He was just sitting down
to hU dinner with his wife and boy
j had one arm in a sling because of
sume recent injury to the band, lie
heard some slight noise in the yard,
and glancing through the window .
Just in his rear, he was horrified to
see a painted Apacbe stealilthy
creeping up. Quick aa thought he
tore the bandage from his arm,
sprang to the corner of his room
where bia Winchester was reoting,
and seizing it wheeled around just
in time to receive the fire of the sav
age, which he instantly returned.
Mrs. Shy closed and locked the door
at the same moment, and the In
diana seeing that they had a brave
man to fight placed themselves out
of view of the window and opened
a rattling fire upon the house from
all sides. It waa a flimsy frame
structure, and a bullet would go
through the walla aa though they
were pasteboard. It waa a terrible
time for about an hour inside of
that little bouse.while the pale, ter-
ror stricken wife and boy crouched
I in the loll and the des Derate ranch
man crouching in the room below,
firing only when he could see an In
dian through the window, listening
to the angry zip of the
bullets as
they tore through the tin walla and
whistled about his head.
After awhile there wasa lull in the
firing. A few yards distant from
Mr. Shy'a house waa the house of
Mr. A. J. Yeater, his partner in a
cattle rancb,and who was at the time
being butchered in company with
hid wife, four miles away. The lull
in the tiring waa caused by the fact
that the savages had broken open
Mr. Yeater's residence and where
making themselves merry eating
and drinking and breaking up the
furniture. After getting through
with this they fired the house, which
in a few minutes waa a mass of
flames. Mr. Shy saw that hia own
house would be on fire in a few
minutes, and for a moment he waa
well nigh paralyzed with despair.
Ha glanced at his wife and boy, and
knew from the ominous signs with
out that the Indians were only wait
ing for the flames to drive them out
In a moment hia house waa on fire,
and telling hia wife and boy to come
down from the loft, he prepared to
open the door and make a rush for
safety for some large rock near by.
Opening the door hethiew hia body
halfway out and fired full at a group
of savages ; at the same instant he
sprang back within the house. The
next moment at least a dozen bullets
were buried in the door facing. The
(laiiics wi re getting too hot, however,
to rjiiiia indoors, and Mr. Shy, tel
ling hia wile and boy to follow him,
sprung outside and made for a large
rock near by. When he got within
about twelve feet of it five sr.vagea
jumped up Irom behind it and fired
nyut in his lace. By a wonderful
providence not a bullet struck him.
and he instantly started for another
large rock, from which another
group of redskins fired a volley in
his face. A storm of bulleU were
whistling around him from all sides,
but he seemed to bear a charmed
life, and not one of them touched
him, He had the presence of mind
htfore leaving the house to fill hia
pockets with cartridges, and he
kept popping away at the savages.
Oat in the opening and knowing
that he could uo lorger be tortured
to death like a rat in hole, all sense
of fear left him, and he actually as
sumed the aggressive and nn the
savages in a body some distance
away, where they secreted themsel
ves behind some large rocks. He
also placed himself behind a rock,
and in this position whevever he
could see tbe body of an Indian ex
posed he fired at it Meanwhile his
little boy had been shot down, and
Shy had kept the Indiana so busy
bv bin own determined work that
Mrs. Shy had an opportunity to get
up the gulcb. The wounded boy
had crawled into a thicket where
his father had directed him to go,
but not before hia devoted mother,
fearlessly exposed herself to the fir
ing, had taken off one of her skirta
and wrapped it around the little fel
low There are numberless details
connected with the fight which I
have no space for, but it is sufficient
that this heroic ranchman kept
back the savages nntil dusk when
they retired. Meanwhile Mre. Shy
had made a detour and 6tarted on a
trip for Deming, twenty milea away,
hoping to get assistance for her hus
band. The poor lady wa3 found in
an exhausted condition late at night
struggling along the road about ten
miles from Deming. She waa picked
np by 3 relief party of men who had
been notified by cowboys that Sby
was surrounded by a large party of
hostiles.
Hold On.
Hold on to your tongue when you
. r , , , t lie.or sneak
har;ih;-- or aae an improYer worQ.
IIo,;j on t0 your hani when yorJ
ar on the point of kicking, running
pff f-om study, or persuing the path
of T.0IS shamet and crime.
IIo(1 0Q to Tonr temper when
rou ar( ar)rry) excited or imposed
"u or other3 are af)Krj, wilh yoa
n ,d t heart when evii
gj, geek your company, and
iQvite yoJ tf j))in 5n their wlTtilr
eg an(1
j Und on to j Dame for it
, ofmore value to vou than gold.
high places, or fashionable clothea.
Hold on to the truth, for it will
serve you well, and do you good
throughout eternity.
Hold on to your virtue ; it ia
above all price to vou in all times
and places.
Hold on to your good character,
for it ia and will be your best
wealth.
A Terrible Pnniahmeot.
" Charlie" said a Spartan Phila
delphia mother, " you have diso
beyed me twice to-day, and I mus:
punish you.
" Oh, mamma, please don't whij
me.
M No. Ill not whip you " waa tb-
calm reply : " I'll punish you by
making you remain in the pavLrj
i WfliIe y"r ai3ter 19 taking ber mu
sic lesson.
At this awful sentence tbe boy!
fell insensible to the floor. The an
. ,
ihe union ol tne nvera otga an
Don waa thooght of by Peter it
j Great and it is now proposed to coi
! struct the canal, the nvera are
., . :
SITUCl Hie canal, sue?
; nines apart, ana uie uiamui-w ia gra
ually lessening through the washir
away of the western bank of t
Volga,
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