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BY -.HAvyitpe,....4_
HUNDRED YEARS FROM :N
DT MR& MARY A. FORD. ("tha.")
The.surcing sea of human - life forever 0,,
rolls, ' • • •
othears to the eternal shore Its daily 1 ,
of souls, .• . • • - 1
Tfiougb bravely bark to-day
death sits at - the prow,. •
Arid few shall know. we ever lived a lin
. years liJut now:.
0 mighty • human brotherhood I wily . i
war and strive, . • '
While God's great .world. has sp
everything . • _
Broad fields, and unclititu- 1
. waiting for the I
01 progress that shall-'make them •
huuthed years froni 11CPW ! I
If.
wi l y prize so mucli the world'ia applause
tireao so-much its Wattle ?
A fleeting- 0:ho, is 'its voice of censure
time ; • • ,
The praise that thrill); the: heart, the so
dyes w#ll - slium4 the brow, I
WO: ee as • : lot.g forgotten dreama a ,1
}oars front now. -
patient hearts, that meekly 1)601 you ,
load of wrong !
'Q eanest hearts, that bravely dare, an
• jog, grow more strong !
Press uu till perfect peace is wow -,yote
. dream ut how
Yud struggled o'er life's thorny road a
years'from now.
Grand, lofty souls, who live and toil t
dual, right and truth '
Alone may rule the universe, for you is
yOUtti ;
When 'mid the blest, with God you r
greatest lands shall bow
above your clay in rev'rent love a
years from now. -- ,
tircli's , empires rise and fall, 0,1 Tim
breakers on thy shore ;
They rush upon thy rocks of t doom, go
and are no more;
The starry wilderness of worlds th
night's radiant brow
Will light the skies for other eyes a h
' years from now. • •
Our Father, to whose sleepless flyes t
and future stand
Au'opett page, like babes .we Cling to T,
teeing hand ; • ,
Clanr., sorrow, death are': naught to t
may safely bow
Beneath the shadow of Thy throtte a
years from now.
NOT A KNICKERBOCKE
*.11)11E DINNER bad reached till:
i at which it is considered itte ,
upon the ladies to retire.. ''' ; ,
. Little Mrs. George ..:Vanderbil
representative of her sex_ 'at- th
rooks dot.ibtiftil across to her b
awl obedient to. the glance of a
Fitt se.s in his eyes rises-to depart
Raymond, their guest, who compl
'tniall party of - . three also starts
ket, anticipating the pOnderou.
toits -of. the venerable` [family
and flings Wide open the' heavy
any doors through which the li,i
must make her - way. Into the hal
George smiles at him , then hl
litr rnali feet entangle -themselv-i
train, and finally passes through
arch, dragging foaming billows
ei , eien nes lace and.azure silk in h:
lir. Raymond • gazed - after her 1
stare of
~admiration for , which. h
nei•er forgive himself if. it had f. I
oil li!s hostess' fair -face. instea i
baek hair. .1
"Jack, my boy," drawls Geo
dethurgh from his seat at, the [
the tuft•st and laziest of voi ' 1
:(iiikiii't look 'at ;.another m.l
wiPli that Fore of exPression!in so
!I:mice. IL is stricily' forbade,
ttmh earnunandriient.' , ' - •\
• Jack Raymond resutned his.pi
the oihpe s right hand. .- .
"I' , sav, George, , where : did •
her ? Who is ahe.?" • . ... 1
~.4; .wife." -.
- Obviously ; but I don't iini,
Wl:eh I went to Europe t i wo yea:
itq yon lying in an 'attitude of i i
ad.lation at the fret of the' inipie
di'lt Delmar, ii elle ~ of , the Aver
(iera at Saratoga, with'efreryprt
51 immediate ivalling-7—: ,
"My dear fellow. I got-up."
"Pod now I come. back'' and
Itittifd to an—an angel. 'How
6i it happen Who is she ?"
Jack s enthusiasm i check
'"
''iiiik glance from his host. ..
11 :' , awl his eyes meet. „the 'sable
Untie s ot, the seryitoiai the-Vin
likinliy, and discoveethere':'r i n e
f , itst that even : exceedsbial.n
..
JaNii I He has lived. with .f t h
'no and sov, for, nearly eight ,
Irvetence for the knickerhocke
a' t , tr.iug as his' faith in therb . i
'°i'•nr..° and now iii kis old age I
Hied to serve a mistress whos.
""e , not know. INOw PeThaps I
Olance that tlkt secret may. be
Alas ! no, •-. George' Va
VI-Ifehes his African with a.-gl.
~ ' Jacob, attend to your busii
th, e)gars on the' table, and go.'
6 1 hPg your pardOn," begins
mAill as 800r1 as they are atone
, `)ii need not; ''..jack... -Mr:
Inligh 18 Mrs. George .".Vartr_.
t'f the quid nu.nciv.of. soCie y. .
igh.. But .you, ol,d' friend,
1 -11 of my boyhood.!;:?.:.4nd . text.-
of awn khall hear the storyif.. ,
1,6." . - :' - ~ :-. • -., ' ':.
=T=C3
iCRUSER.
"Not unless you like."
"But 1.41 o."
Then the cigara are lighted, and the '
two young men settle themselves com
fortably in their chairs,,the one to hear
and the other to tell a' story.
"Now 'Jack, if you have an 'imagine
tion,fancy how the bones of all my Dutch
ancestors must-shake when I announce
that the last of their\ line has married a
woman whoee;natne was Smith."
"Smith !"
"Either that or none. Do you' know
anything of New England, Jack ?"
"Have "heard of the place—a land of
wooden lintmegs. There is a small set
tletnentOn the coast called Boston, where
the people eat Greek r .ots instead of
breactanci butter, at where they manu
facture a, traescendental theology quite
as remarkable in its way as the Calvan
-1 ism it' replaces."
"Exactly. But New Hampshire is the:
acme of my t2itnall love, story. It was at
the foot of one of anise granite monu
ments I picked up my daisy,my Margaret
my pearl. You remember the summer
you sailed fo: Europe. The same week I
received a comm And from the imperial
Judith to follow her to Saratngs, or,rath
er. she
,insinuated that my presence there
would give her pleasure. I took the hint
and followed, and 'after the - manner of
other ,devotees, before? the alter of fash
ion we changed the Monotonous weari
ness of -fashionable life ieNew York for
a second 'edition of the same thing at a
watering place. We danced, rode and .
walked. I was the imperial Judith's de
voted cavalier. 'I had quite made up my
mind to lay my hand and fortune at the
lady's :feet . ; and although I felt it would
not do to encumber her' with my heart,
as she had' never displayed the smallest;
interest in that part of. my personality, it
nevertheless pleased my fancy to think of
the queen-like grace With which \she
would preside over,the hospitality of the '
Vanderburgh mansion; and I concluded
to be satisfied.. '!But one morning as we
were walking toward Congress - Spring,
the fair hand of royal Judith lying on
• ,
ktuy arm, a, sense of the importance of
the step I was about to take began. to op
press me. • I 'felt a' ldnging for a few
weeks of perfect peace and quiet before I
undertook the manifold responsibilities
of a married man.
r‘ Buainess,becatue my excuse,, and in
the afternoon I fled toward the east, only
a couple of hundred miles', and found;
myeelt in 'a 'little New England town ly.
ing at the base of a'great peaceful
.moun•
twin.. The landlord of the-easy little , ho
tl, a Small building all :white paint and
,green blinds, received - me yery\ gracious
ly ; and H'ik'ed the , old 'man iminensely,
in spite of the fact that his, hair stood on
end when I 'asked !him for a sherry cob
ler. I:spent the night there, atel in the
morning
and
old gentleman offered me
his horse and his fishing rods to help me
pass away the time, and then suggested
that perhaps I woUld . like to visit the
mills.'
By the end of the first day I had ex
haunted .the horse
.and, fish, and .bored
Myself pretty 'thoroughly, and on the
neit- morning I determined to try the
mills. *Did.you ever see a cotton • mill,
Jack, one of those ei i lormons red , brick
structures reaking !with, s'efin, heat,
'dampness and horrible noises ? I saw
the proprietor, he took me through the
building.
loOked at the great looms, the whiz ,
zing spihdles and all the ingenious ma
chinery which man has devised to supply
- the ni!cessity for clothing brought about
by the transereesions, of _Eve ; but what
most attract ed \my attention was the pale
faces of the operatives standing about
those horrible machines, the children,
prematurely old and sweltered in that
awful heat.
Ah, Jack, New 'England has freed the
slaves in the cotton fields ; now iet her
look to the slaves in the cotton mill.
I'Passed through the files of languid
children and weary_ Women on 'my _way to
the office, where the proprietor offered
me a chair. As I sat down I saw in one
!corner, of the room a \ . srtiall figure bend
ing offer a pile Of heavy business-like
books. She turned her head as her em
ployer spoke, and I saw another pale face
—so pale, so_ gentle, With great violet
eyes that seemed to ask everything they
Tested on, "Why am I so unhappy r
The_saine eyes,, my boy, that- smiled at
you so brightly - over your dinner half an
hour, ago l " ,
‘‘lsTot a factory girl ?" .
"Not exactly• ' one of those girls vou
find so often in NeW England,- finely eif
nosted and_and WY-like, but impelled.
by necessity to wok k. She was employed
as, assistant book=keeper by the great
firm. of Watson & Co., that owned the
mills. All at once, Jack, I became inte
rested in cotton. , •
I used to haunt that great 'shrieking
Bedlam, of - si mill.
I investigated all the processes the
plant gent: through! froin the time it en
ters the mill in great puffy bales, until
goes out in snioothlibite muslin I think
the peoprietors took me for a dry-goods I
clerk a politician,.
I becauo: , so lesthed that I kuew
:fight
pale
or "of
• that
axed
MID
striv-
never
ndred
,
t free-
-t, the
ndred
! like
Nen
past
pro.
if' we
r tdred
point
s bent
okole
isband,
proval
Jack
:tes ttie
to' his
move
. taiuer,
ahog
e lady
Mrs.
-hes is
: in byr
e lofty
f Val
wike.
'with a
would
ilen up
of he
e Van
able, in
-, "you
I'4 wile
coun
' in the
ition a
u find
rstand.
ago, I
°straw
"al Ju
le ,and
pest cif
pt yott
n.eattb
EZI
e looka
cOu rite-
-thing))
cr curl-
Poor
fittiaily, -
rs; his
blood. ~s
Iw Testa=
IS cam
came hi
'here Is
isplose .
.erburgh
i
Ce.
in. Tut
r: =it-
Vander
rgb,'and
tbat
compittt.'
belated
I. a. would .
MONTROSE,!. ka l l: .JVNE 21, 1..K6:.
the grades frOm
,paper cambrie to sheet
ing„andTdiScoursed upon the tariff and
the • necessity of protecting American
.manufacttAries . . like a member of Con
gress.. 1 , even made l researches into the
art of took-keeping. A' ~ d all, Jack, for
the sake . o f a_ pale faced ' factory girl with
blue .eyeB 2 4, the last at Vanderbuighs I
IloW-.l.hvd to Jean over that great gawky
.
ink stained desk watch- the small,
figure in the shabbyiplpaca frock I: • ..flow
1 used to intercept (he little. girl on her
way back 4nd forth to the 'great mill, and
watch:l3er', blush' when rher great bide
eyes met thine!". I .1
."Had yOu made up' your mind to mar
ry her ?". 1.. •
"God fOrgive• nie - had. 'hot thought
-
about it." .
"You . scoundrel -
"Ask . Pearbe if am...a scoundrel,
Jack ?" l • .
"I have no don lit- that she worships
you, you imost ,wretch. VShe
looks juste like such sweet, foolish little
darling." i•
"Don't iirce me ,to call your attentionto the tenth comtnauthrentagain, if you
please,
,Jab k." ! . • ,
"Go On.t '
"Lam ailhained•tol confess it, Jack; but
for twolinprs in my life :I was 'a villain—
On iy•tivo, :though,- and am 35 years old;
the - propoOtion 18n7t bad; is it"? One .
morning it dairned upon Me' all at once
the mischief hadi. been ':doing. And
that very hour I told little. Pearlie I was
goingawi4 and bade her goad bye."
"What did she.say ?"1 • •
"Not a word ; only nut her'little hand
in mine fi'r a moment, and turned babk
'to her great •iedgri.with brave loolt,
like the true New .r,ingland girl she. is.—,
Then; Jaok, I knew myself be a scoun:-
drel. But there waB the imperial Judith
waiting at Saratoga, worthy mate for the
heir of al! the Vandeiburgs.
"At fohr o'clock ,that afternoon'
jumped atoard the train .westward. The
Mills were two mileS below the station
and We.mnst pass 'them our way. My
heart.ac'4d terriW. 'when' I thought of
the sweet little girl I•was leaving behind
me, and chose my.: seat :its the car so
that Leonid see the! great ,building, when
we passrd! it, .and-.perbaps catch a . glimpse
of her. As we ' neared it there • was a
great bast's;. and • c4ftisian—people ruu-,
ning hither and! thither, women scream
ing, and the clouds jif steam • and smoke
that 011 . 1.4 floateili around the building
increaseda, hundred fold; A curve in
the road brought us full .in front of the
mi \ lls,:and 'hi a moment. I. saw that ;the
largest o then', the one where my little
Pearlie 'spent her weary days, was on fire.
Dense clouds of intake,: mingled with
tiny tongues. of
.flame, were issuing from
the. windOws. frightened - operatives were
rushing ;from the biirning building ;
trampling each oth4r under foot in their
mad haste and the whole scene was one
of unutterable horrrer and; dismay. The
. train was stopped.. In a moment we were
on our way .to the! burning mill, I -was
among the first. 4h,- Sack, think how I
felt when I heard alhorror stricken group .
of :men crying otit : z 'Where is Miss
'Smith ?; She is nownere to -be found V.'
Sily was iknown
. to be in the 'office when'
t!'e Of tire was given, and •bad not
beeii s eta since. One prayer from the
lips all twaccriStomed to. such exer
cises, and I wan in the Midst of the turn
ing building. Uiii the stairs. I rushed
(like a 'mlidman, burst through the door
bf the office, and there, with her hands
clasped ' and her neto lying on the open
page.of !her ledger, I lay the girl I
In a moment 1 had my coat off, wrapped
.it over her hest], and clasped s lier closely.
as I could, lest thcise demoniac darting
tonguesi of flames: ,and falling cinders
should todch her.' I • carried her down
the burning, crackling staircase safe into
the fresh air:.' What a .cheer they gave
us, .Jack ! Then, there was a dull, rum
bling • Bonnd, a crash, and myriads of
sparks Went shooting up like stars into
the thesmoke-clouded air.•l But I'do not
remember anything further until I woke
up and!found myself in bed, with a little
blue eyed-nurse bending ()Ver . me with
tender hands, one-lof which captured
and kiOsed and never lost sight -of until
I had decorated,. it !with ~a wedding ring.
, One 44; Jack, vihOn we were fire., en
gaged, lasked her.Whv she made no at
tempt to get out •Of the building .when
she heard the cry lof fire. What doo - you
think She . _told That." had :gone
, away, and she thought it:would be easier,
to die i there in - the . fire than, lb' live
her litel without me.. , Think of it, Jack!
Just fiucy the fair. Judith t allotiing.her.
self tolbe burned' dtath because' her
lover had left heril .Ahi .mylittle. wife,
-
- •
my conntry.. f.„.urish 'you. could '
have: seen .her When .1 -broUght her borne,
so friglitened at my - main !ftcenee l so. over:
awed by the *lrtnyisaged. Dutehmen .
lookink. &th .froM their perches o'n. the
'drawing-room was _obliged to
re 7 asSgre, her thatjf she presisted , iu _be
ing so !frikhtetted, I would hayf , ; - tog dis- -
prise of my an cestOrt'. ai *Charles Surface
rd id. ;Fundy the Sot :settlers knocked
dO*n_atfauctlou at go .mnoh per head':
flitit the itriPeriat'lndi.th: - -..*:
"Thy fire' had 'hdrned.l - all repgilection
. • • .1 -
of her out of my head. The pride - of hard at the end of the awl with' which
the Knickerbocker had alto dis.triprared heiwas mending his Sunday harness. .
in the flames, and when. I, had leaf ued . ',.And you were a year younger . than
my little Pearliti's sad and simple history, that wheu you were marriea ?" •
I think IloVed her all the better for her "I believe so, Ned." -
humble nameless birth. Her mother was 4 ,'Have you any objec(
ions to my tali
a farmer's danghter,who married a stroll-' ing a wife ?"
ing vagabond by the name of Smith,- , -- "None in the world—if it proves that
She afterwards had reason to. think the. iill is the right sort, of a wife I" answered
name was assumed, but she clung tO him the old gentleman. ,
taithfelly until hp was found drosvned. 4 ,•Father, I have fallen in love with Jo,
under the mill one day ; and then she dith Black 1" .' . .
died herself in giting birth - to Pearlie, or I "Just exactly what I' have 'feared all
Margaret;.as they , called her. Judith, 'sating," cried his father with a shrug of
fnendJaci, retains her maiden estate, 1 his shonlderi. .'
though she replaced me in two weeks,by. ."Why do you use that wordleared;
a French count:'. Now if you are look= father ?'' questioned Edmund.
ing nut fora wife—" ' "Because, my lad,she is almOst a stran
"DOn't; my boy. Are there no more ger to us."
burping mills in New Engiand ? Those , rFather ' I would'atake my life on her
blue eyes haunt me. I want to see them troth and honesty,".cried the young man.
again." i ) I 'ffecause you are in love with-her, my
...1 don't, know whether I'll let you or soh. Edmund look here. Have you sp
not." 1 ' _ ken to her yet r
"Hark ! isn't that a baby's cry ?":y- - g'Not yet." . '
i
"Of 'course it is ;a, bouncing yoting• i"Will you do me, a favor?"
ster, the honer of whose paternity I :Edmund smiled a little :
claim.?' - . , ends upon what it is."
"Let's go and take a look at him." -- .''Will you wait one- week before Yon
"Ali right. I don't in hid your admix= ark her to he your - wife? Will you wait
ing the , _ oe week without asking her any ques
n ~.
Ann in arm they got up the stairs, tiOns ?" ' - '
where `
,a little woman who is not 'A K..ilek- "If you desire it, sir." . '
erbocker kneels in maternal adoration "At the end of that time I will tell
before the cradle of a young tyrant who, yeti what I think upon the matter." .
is. • : i And be went on with the repairs on .
his Sunday•harness.
The next day no brought down an
armful of old coats, vests and pants from
the carret. . - '
-Judith, these things are getting moth
eaten. They belonged to an old uncle of
"nine who died ten -years ago—an odd, .
Miserly old fellow, , who hoarded every
thing up, and died in a cellar at last. 1. ,
cant them cut up into carper rags."
"Yes, sir." answered Judith, in the soft'
tow voice which was habitual to her,—
And when her day's routine of duty was
done she went to work diligently . with.
Mrs, Stedlititat's big shining shears: -
She was alone in the kitchen the next ,
afternoon just as the clock was striking
three. Edmund was in‘ the barn sorting •
winter tipples. Mr. Stedhuret was ham-
inerilig away in \ the tool house at anew
Set. of shelves, for the milk rootn, , and
Mrs: Stedhurst had, gone to her neigh
bor's with. her knitting work. ' And as
Judith worked she sang softly to herself
an old Scotch ballad "Bonnie 'Dundee."
Picking up an old waistcoat of ginger
colored cloth, she trimmed off the but-
tons and turned inside 'out the pockets
to cut them away. There was a piece of
folded brownish paper in 'one of them,
Judith took it out without -thinking and
unfolded At,.
To her surprise, she wrceived that it
was a fifty dollar-treasury note. - .
In her first astonishment she uttered
,a little cry, a:1 alone though she was.' aid
then she remembered what Mr. Sted
burst had said about the miserly old\
uncle who bad "hoarded up his last gains
and died in a cellar at last.' This doubt
less wits One of the old 'man's hiding
places—and he had died and made no
sign ? '
And this precious bit-of paper! was it
not her's by right" •ol dmovery ? Her
eyes gleamed and her fingers trembled
convulsively as tt ey tightened their grasp
up3n it. .. - She was so poor—so pinched
for money. And tiles? Stedhursts, to
whom 'it, would naturally revert,. were
rich and did vot need it. Th^y would'
never. know.= Nobody would knout.
For ii , :minute the 'temptation battled
fiercely with her better nature. For a
minute only I And theri Judith rose up
and went straight to the door of the store
room—went with drooping eyelids and a;
scarlet stain on either cheek. .
"Come in," said Mr. Stedhuret, aaf
Judith knocked &tithe door, and she en
tered. .
"Mr. Stedhurst,". said she, in a voice,
that Would falter a little, in spite of her
resolution to :control it,, "here .is some
money, a fifty :dollar bill. I, have found
it, in one of tht pockets of those old
waistcoats." • s .
"Ah I" said Mr. Stedhu rat puttin e a down
.
his plane and taking the crumpl bit of
paper. "And. why didn't 1 you (keep it ?
Did it not occur toyou that I would
never knoW anything about it ?" -
"Yes," said Judith, "it' did occur to
Me, sir." • . .
"Then why . didn'tyou keep it?''-
"It was riot mine," Judith answered.
"Judith," said old Phineas - Stedhurst
"come here and kiss lite; my girl. I put
that tnoney there , !" •.' '
. "Did _von. ?" • • .
"Ida, To test, you. To' make 'sure
that the girl to whom ,my. boy had given
his heart was worthy of him. - -
Judith's face glowed a deep =Wet.
- "I —T. donVunderstand you, sir."
"No, I suppose not, - but you Will in a
few. days." - . - ~. - ' • •
- And she did when FAlniund asked .her
to be his. wife." , - . -i,
"My awrk love," said he, "the ' Wm'
house has been like sdiffeput plize since '
you-came to it. Wilt: you promise aio = tii
Btarlieretilways."- ' , • ii, , ]- - -, =, . %. _. - ,l_. ,:'.; '
And Judith's sumer "Wu "Yee
JUDITH'S TEMPTATION. ,
"TOW bt'ght and the •rful the kitchen
11 of the old Stedhurst farm house look ° ,;
ed to JUdith Black, u. on the dreary Sep
tember evening she cametitere to live.—
How merrily the fire flickered on the,ivalls
with Fed fantastic .reflectiOns. How the
tins sparkled against the wall, and what
a song of welcome the teakettle sang tip=
on the hearth. And Mrs. Stedhurst's
aeraniums in the windo.c, with their
great' velvet leaves and spikes of vivid
scarlet blossoms—to Judith they seemed
fairer, than: any conservatory, crowded
full Of ;an palms and carnelias, and trail
ing jessamine.
Judith Black had been very poor. She
had been a dressmaker's assistant, but
tithes were hard; and Mrs.geedleham bad
, discharged two-thirds of her force. Ju•
dith has striven to get work, but situa
tions were few. an,d, applicants many, and
the cup of starvation had been perilously
close to her lips when • she crept into the
intelligenee office Where Edmund Sted
hurst saw her ard engaged her to help
[ his mother about the housework. '
"I shan't like her, Ned," said Mrs S:ed
hurSt, when the "new girl" had gone up
to.her room for the night, and mother
and son were together before the kitchen
fire.
"Why not, mother ?"
"She is too pretty ; and she hassuch'a .
haughty, +peen'p sort•of way. 1 should
as soon think of asking the Pregident's
lady to scrub the flip and feed the pigs."
'"That's nonsense, mother," said Ed
mund, half 'vexed, half laughing. "She
can?t, help her face, can Bhe ? It is some
of the seraggy faced, small pox marked
ones,' who were so exacting as to the wag
es they should receive and 'the' duties
they were. to perform, that I wouldn't
have them in the house on any terms. -=--
Judith was the only oriel who was willing
to come for any Sort of work, and was
willing to accept moderat4 wages."
"She'll suit you," said' Mr. Stedhnrat c ,
who had come in while ,the discussion
was going on. "Take my word for it,
mother, she'll suit you."
Judith Black stayed a month,and then
Mrs. Stedhurst engaged her for another
month. .
"She is neat," said the . farmer's wife,
"and she is quick to learn, and .1 believe
her to be thoroughly trustworthy."
'•lf only Ned don't in love with
her," humerously suggested Mr. Sted
huicr.et.". - . -
Why-shouldn't he fall in'love with
he if he wants to ?" said Mrs.. Stedhurst
valiantly.
"My dear, my dear,".remonstrated
:Stedhurst; "what do you know• about
beer' .
"What do we know alion,t any girl, for
that matter ?" Said Mre. Stedhurst. "She
is . certainly very pretty, and very faithful,
and very honest.' 1 .
"Honest," put in Mr. iStedhurst dryly,
because she beano lemptation to be oth
,
• •
erwise.
"Now Phineas, you are too bad," said
Mrs. Stedhurst, impatiently: "The cur
rant jelly has never been touched in the
closet, and I've left the'Sugar bowl twice
on, the dresser with' thirty-three Itimpeof
iirtgar in it ; and thirty-tbree there were,
'when counted , 'ern, after she had wine
to bed."
'‘No very great temptation there," said
31r. Stedhurst; ,
"No, but straws shoW 'which 'way the
Wind blows," said she. ! -
About a month subeeqnently to • this
coimrsation Fidmunsi, citine, to bis.,fath
. t.
"Father, '1 'watt twenty4Wo' years old. in
''October," he said; '
"Yes m laid Mr*: B*llaultt 10444
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