BY HAWLEY 86 CRUSER.
DROWNED.
BY PHLBG ARKWRIGHT.
Found floating in the river
• Yes towed him in to-daY l ? - • ,
Yes, his habits were 6eculi(ir—
My husband, did you say ? .
My husband was as handsome, '• -
And as tali and straight:and ,strong--
Wait a miautram I dream 4,
Or bas my poor head gone( wrong ?
I remember I 1, was married
Such along, long time ago,
Yes—the lights and flowers and music.
Lwas happy then lI know, • ,
Such a strange thing to be happy;
Was I happy ? Was . it me
With the,;wreath of orange blossoms, ,
In my hair ? How could it be'?
But: it was. Yes, I remeMber
Clearly now—it was divine I j ."
All the pride and joy of loving
; And ot being loved were mine I '
And my Harry was so handsome,
And so brave and tall and strong
...13nt, this dark thing in the river !
What is this ? There's somethlin wrong I
:Bon2ething wrong and something missing !
All this happened long ago— •
Oh, so long ago ! ' Such ages •
Since my Harry loyedi me so !
Why, I had 'almost forgltten
These old days of love-and joy,
When my lover stood beside me—
My own brave and handsome boy-1
it is pleasant, but I Can't think
What reminded me of him ;
For those memories of old day's
Had become so vague and dim,.
Sonzethinq brought tuilaind my. Harry--
No !no! RO 1111 , as not that,!
Not that dark thihgjin the river !
-
No such ghastly thing as that
,
Well, those happy days of loving
_ Coulcl - not l'ist-,-they could not , last I
And that happiness I speak of,
. Ended ages in the l past.'
And my husband, My poor husband,
Was so careless and 'so free ;
And his habits were sopeculiar—
Yes, and they were dear to me
,!
n \p
And the years grew lo g and longer,
Lengthened out with ain and care t
' Till their weary burden crushed me,
Tilt they erazed,me rithdespair,
And the other days
left me,
(Until then my head was right,)‘
Dead, you say ? Drowned in . the river
Well, I don't belieye it quite.
Let me see his lice. Is this it ?
Why, there's noresemblance here.
God of heaven ! It is my Harry
Oh, my 'love, what ails you dear ?
See his handsome face ! My Hardy:!
;But he's sleeping—don' you see ;
There, I'll sing to you, my darling,
While your head res t s on my knee.
By the - river, .by the river,
Sleep, my darling, sleep and dream ;
By the waves that taurcaur, softly
As they ripple down the strefun:!
Sleep, my love, the tight is f ading; t
Sleep, my love, and have no fear ;
Peaceful shadows gather round Tts l
And the welcome night is near.
JOHN CADY'S HONESTY.
TORN CADY was sixteen years old,
ti tall ta. his age, very thin, with,. red
hair and blue pale eyes, and altogether
had a weak and sickly appearance: •grom•
the time he could remember, be bad liv
ed with his uncle, •vho was a druggist.—
Lk , ft an orphan at a 'very, early period in
life, his loud hearted reltitive had taken 1
him to raise, itud *lieu he was old enough
he was set to sweeping shop and running ,
errands. He increased in altitude so fiiiitl
that his uncle, .who was a short man, was
a good . deal bothered in -making his
wornout pantaloons fitt' the long legs of
the growing youth, but be had an ingen
ioushounkeeper, who discovered the art
of making a passable pair of pants out
of two old ones. To be sure the legs did
pot always harmonize, in color, - - bat the
difference was so trifling that it Was-er
peeted John Cady would never be the
; Wiser of it. John, at the age of sixteen,
Elept in the shop. • Perhaps that was ; the
reason why the poor fellow's eyeballs
were yellovv: instead of white, and his
timplexion was apything but that of
11 , ,altb.
. .
Every Thursday afteruoim his uncle
pA . rditted-him to have holiday ; .the
l' , 'tt, of tlie week lie was ex ected to work
' , qui the patience and i gn)arity of a
mule in, a treadmill, and never complain
',(l,.(Neti if he went to bed hungry. :His
uA2le managed his house tlpon a plan so.
Marti that neithing - waswasted that could
I , r)&3ibly be eaten: and digested by man or
tt.- a Qt . *. .
Poor john'eady had many heartaches.
iie used to watch the beyaplay, but ne,*-
'r fqu:id time : . to join in their sportser--
Gradually helieeame * a qiiiet, Melancholy
Pluth, and grew up with little' ides how
he was to make his mark in the'world.
1 0 the winter months hislunole tient him
to night schools, and by thie mesas he
acquired 411 the educatilm he ever pose=
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essed. But he was honest, str.ctly ,'so,
and notwithstanding the rough lessons
he was taught in lite, he ever was con
scientious in all he did.
Like all boys; he had his dreans. -His
uncle could 'not deprive,him of the pleas
ure -of building air castles and many
such structures Johrrreark while he
performed his drudger yin the shop, In
various ways, he however,* head earned a
little money, which he had. hoarded up,
until - the sunt:amourftgl.to abOut fifteen
-Thia:westitlilie had'atquired in
his afternoon holidays, assisting a milk
man who liiecP hard -by, who had taken
pity oriAtiortunate youth. By his
advice John had demanded a salary of
his Uncle. Who had promised to give him
twodolliesic week - arid- board when he
was seventeen years of
,age. .John'never,
forgot his friend, the milkman for put , '
ting him on-the road to fortune ;-and as
it wanted eight,mentbsof the time when
tie should igreeeive pay for his seriices, he
looked ferivit . i'd with the eagerness of a
child to theCOming of the happy day.
It was a clear cold afternoon in Sep
tember thatlohn Cady stood at the cor
ner of the street waiting for the Cars . to
take him to G . He bad an old maid
aunt who lived there, and. he occasion
ally made her a visit. When = the car
came along, Jolin ensconced himself in
a cornet seat, anti gave himself up to
castle • building:, Pretty soon the car
stopped to admit an old gentleman, who
took a cseat alongside of our hero. He
,xvas a man of some - sixty years, dressed .
lb dark brown clothes; the pattern ot
which went out of fashion about the
time John was ushero into life. A
heavy gold chain, with an immense cor
.neliau seal, hung- on his watch fob, and
a white fur hat Fu rmou n ted his White
hairs. No sooner hint lie taken his seat
than he took put a well stuffed pocket
book, and began counting the notes. it
Con tai n ed.
Just at this moment John Cady raised
his eyes, and coming back 'to the realms
'of the world, gazed at the, man with un
disguised astonishment., The pocket
book was.crammed full, and the notes
were hundreds, five hundreds, and even
thousands. • Oertainly there must have
been s2o l p ooo-in - the wallet, anpiteeold
gentleman thuMbed them over so care
lessly that. John Cady was sure that he
had thou.sands more at the bank. He
apparently made no more account of his
wealth than John did the seventy-five
cents stowed away. in the corner of his
vest pocket. 'rile longer our hero gazed
upon the old gentleman' the more un
comfortable he began to,feel in the prox •
imity of a person who could sport iith
thousands in such a manner.
Apart from the sense be had of the
utter incongruity between ~a man with a
pocketful of bank notes and another
with only seventy-five cents. he felt there
was a practical danger in setting so close
ty, exposed wealth. The • pecket-hook
by mistake might get into his pocket, by
mistake 'a note might get 'entangled in
one of hisscoats,the old gentleman might
conceive he had liven robbed, and John
might find himself -suspected and accus
ed.: A, shiver passed over him as he
thought of these things, and lie hastily
changed his seat to the opposite side of
the car. A poor and hungry-looking
woman, who was sitting on :the other
side of the old gentelman, and - 'who had
been eagerly watching him count his
v(ealth, immediately followed john Cady.
When the old: gentleman finished
.counting his. wealth, he took, a . small
memorandum' book from his pocket and
made a note of soniething, probably the
sum total. Then lie put the book back
in its place and a few minutes later he
crammed the pocket-book back in hie
pocket and called in baste for the car to
stop, as he had passed his street. He
left the bar, followed by -the hungry
looking woman, and JohnCady was the
only passenger left., He watatied the
old man across• the street until- he was
lost.to view, amid the orowded pavernent
and then settl-d himself for another ef
fort -at: castle ,building, When his eyes
were attracted by something lying in the
straw beneath : where tlte old man had
been setting.
John's heart *almost leaped into- his
month .he trembled from head to foot
with'agitation,
_and he felt a momentary
faintness. It i,ttts the old gentlenian s
pocket-book. John Cady gave a quick
L look at the conductor. He .was gazing
in another - direction, and, with a rapid
snatch the precious wallet Was in John's
„possession. A hundred thoughts passed
through his mind in rapid succession.—
, What.should he, do with it r Should he
give it up to the conductor ? ShOuld he
call a policeman ? Should he keep it
and, advertise - it, or wait until was ad
vertised, and then obtain the reward ?
While these thoughts .passed through his
Mind a sudden impulse siezed him to get
I -
out, and he sprang-from the car.
'Perhaps I 'can find the old gentle-
Inan,'" , he thotight, and 'he forthwith
s dasbed along the Street : Pedestrians
lboked at ,htm at he flew, on his way, - and
no doubt thought he was crazy or in a
harry,. Far atid.wide his eyes wandered
to distover the owner of the pocket-book
MONTROSE, PA., NOV. 1, 1876.
but the old man was nowhere in sight.—
After a half •hour's- search :•.he happened
to cast his eyes around the Street; and
perceived the old ,
.gendemati standing,
across the street etatnining'.his poe,kets,
while his lace exhihited: much dismay.
He had discovered his lois. • • ,
found it-I 'found WI" . exclaimed
John,•as he dashed up to lite old man
and extended his trea , !ure. ' ,•,
For a-moment -neither , spoke. • It was
a strange picture, •the Wirt, .holding.
his recovered pocket , book - and - John
Cady, all eagerness and out - Of breath,-
from the haste.. in which '.he :lad been
running. • The old gentlman• at letigth
opened his arms, and Johit:tell plump
into them. The embrace wag short how-
ever, fur the old gentleman inicnediately
beeau to count his notes. When he had
- s.atisfied . himeelf,they were aThcorrect be
-spoke,: . -
‘,‘Worthy young man !" h exclaimed . .
"Honest youthpermit me'— anVhe
grasped a -handful. of. notet. Then he
pausedois if a new idea had struck him.
"No," he ejaculated, "hone Sty like that
can never be rawarded by a few' dollars.
can never repay poi Such- canduct as
yours can never be measured by money.
I ehall never forget yoji Come to. see
me to-morrow at three o'clock. Sharp
three, semember—l'm preCise. Adieu,
noble youth, adieu ;"-,and ae. he handed
:him his - card, the old . g-nt.kinan .turned
away to - hide the - emotion that was chok-
ing his utterance. . _
John Cady gazed at the curd. It was
inscribed Phineas . Parsonsl ; street,
G— town.
It was quite clear 'to Jort)i- Cady that
his fortune was made: Ifer" was an old
gentleman of great,;-_W4l,4k p whom he
had restored A JA:ll:o*itt, , of money.
'the .old man Waiy6-- . _ :iit' here was no
mistake about thalti ; ~,,,T*.iiiki ' . not on the
point of giving ' :- liii - W;ii.. - liiiii. ul of notes
by way of reward? --He i' , doing to do
I
better, no doubL 1141 . ifid..ffiten him his
card and invited him to ; Ills, house.—
"Come and- see me' Jo-mtiprow,' . these.
words rang in his . ear, and be could think
of nothing else. He didn't gii to see his
aunt that day ; be couldn't., His heart
was too full .of unutt,crable joy . for a
-eommoriplace - visit to a fittive. .... Ile.
turned hack to the city, :and went to a
cheap restaurant to get his.supper. He
hadn't much appetite; however; and be
MTh was at his castle building_again.—
No, ft wasn't castle building, this time, it
was something tangible. The card of
Phineas Parsons told him it was tangi
ble. ' -
"He means to make a friend of me,
murmured John. He'll intrOduce . me.to
his family=to his dAughter—ah ! that's
it. I'm sure that's what he Meant. He
wishes me for a son-in-law. His daugh
ter must be beautiful—and her name—
her name—is May. I have no doubt of
it. I always loved' the naive of
May Parsons ! What a charming name.
The old gentleman will join our hands
together and say : 'Take her; oh, noble
youth ! She is thine' !" -
Joan Cady went straight to his home
and took three dollars. from the spot
where he had hidden it. He then went
to a cinthing store and purchased him
self a new coat and vest. All. the even
ing he paraded before a little cracked
looking glass, _and wondered how May
Parsons would like his appearance.. He
slept poorly that night and wond-rfd if
it was morning..
Re dreamed that he owned'a large man
ufactory, had hundreds of hands in his
employ; that he lived in a splendid man
sion surrounded by every luxury ; that
May always stood in' the - magnificent Sa
loon to. Welcome him lon his return from
his business. He dreamed that he had
been elected Mayor of the city ; that he
had been elected to Congress ; that they
wanted to make a candidate for the Pres
idency. He dreamed that he owned a
Whole railroad and a half dozen of the
richest gold mines in California ;' that
he built grand churches all over the land
and fed the poor -by thousands. He
awakened with a shiver, for the window
was open and it was: growing light. It
was too soon for the,'shops to open, but
he hurried on his clothes and ran
,over to
his friend, the milkman, and imparted
his good news. His friend . shook him
- by the hand warmly and congratulated
him on his good luck.
"I hope - uncle will give me this day
off," sighed John, "kr I must go and see
my benefactor."
"I'll attend to that, replied the milk
man. "I'll see your uncle for vou and
explain matters.', Leave it to me:" -
"How good you are," - answered John.
"We'll take milk from you-4hat is,when
I marry Mr. Parson's daughter May. Oh,
we'll be good customers ' indevd we will.•
Toe milkman saw Johii Cady's uncle,
and made matters so, easy, that when he
asked for leave it was granted at once,
and a, half dollar was also placed in the
palm of his hand, with in'junctions not
to upend "too much money. -
Oh ! how John Cadv's heart throbbed
as he got into the street car and begun
hisjourney to G-- town,.,-
Three Thre e o'clock found him standing on
Phineas.,,Parsoh's *wasp. _Was Mai
expecting him ? A servant opened the
door ;, John 'entered. The 'odor of a fine
dinner pervaded the hduse. Mr. Par
sons was waiting dinner for him. What
an excellent man. I
Walking into the parlor which was
beautifully furnished, John carelessly
threw himself on a cherry colored bro-
catel sofa, and began to build castles.--
Presently the servant returned. ,
"Are you the boy from Last's, the
bootmaktr ?"-she asked.
John wanted to bra' in• he! on the spot,
but he didn't dare do it.' - • '
"The wnat ?" "Johncried. -.Th e
blood I
flew to his face—he *as getting .angry.
lie ,who had , found a fortune and return
ed it to its owner, been invited - tc; his
house . evidently to dine and ultimately
to receive his daughter In ;Marriage, Was
mistaken by the servant for. a shoemak--
ea s apprentice ! Oh, this
. gras too much
for human indarance. Gatherkg him
self to his fall height, and. extending his
long, lank arm, he replied ' with wither
ing accent : Oman, go and tell your
master that it is the gentleman,-, who,.
yesterday, found his pocket-book."
Then. he threw himself back on the
cherry colored brocatel sofa, and gazed
after the retreating woman with a severe
but triumphant expression of, counte
nance. By degrees the indignation of
John became appeised,, and, when he"
heard a light footfall on the. stairs, and
the rustle of silk, he , was sure 'May was
coming to take him up to her father.
Gliding into theroom came a young
woman with hair 8.3 red as his own. Her
face was thin and pinched, and she nP.d.
evidently bad the erysipelas in her nose.
Her voice was sharp and weak, and she
was cross eyed even if she was robed in
silk. - • '
"Heavens and earth, can - this be May
Parsons ?" thought poor John.: •
As soon is she eyed John coMfortably
seated on the sofa, her nose became more
inflamed, and:something like a frown eat,
.upon her brow. •
"Oh, you are the poor young man who
found papa's • po.c4ot.4iook. •He is so
much obliged to you, and he desires my
to give - you. this:
John, Who had rigeri 1.6 his feet, me=
.
chanically held- - nutint-hand ;• astonish':
merit- deprived him - of• the pow.-r of
speech. Ttle young lady deposited some
thing in his nand and- precipitately left
the•ruent.
He put his hand to his toreFead like
one awakened from s strange dream.—
He never knew how he
. found himself
out of doors, but ;when he got out on the
pavement he examined the reward given
him by Mr. Parsons's daughter It was
fifty centy in fractional currency. Alas !
alas ! for visions of youth, alas ! for cas
tles built in . the air alas ! for three dol—
lars spent in new clothes.
John Cady was bUthurnan. Humilia
tion and auger took possession of him,
and his face became as red as his hair.--
He gazed upon the earth and found a
small stone. Around the stone he wrap.
ped the fifty cent note, and tied it with
the piece of string which he happened
to have in his pocket. Then he took
good aim at the upper windows, and the
next moment there came a sound of
crashing glass, as John bounded away
with the speed of a- deer.'
The poor fellow went back to his,
drudgery in the shop, and vowed that if
he.ever found thousands of dollars again
he would try and be more- rational in his
expectations ;
,and should that money
belong to phineas Parsons, well—be
wouldn't say what he would do—but
surely he would have his revenge.
A N UNTIMELY JUNE BUG.
The other night Mary Jane Jones' beau
came up to see her, and invited Mary
Jane out- to have some ice cream and so
da water, whiCh has a very exhilerating
effect upon some people, and it proved to
be the case with this' young , man. - Just
as soon 118 he , had giit down that leo
cream he began: to think how nice it
would be to have Mar,ylane always with
him, and then he began to count
.how
far $lO a week would go toward support
ihg a family, and he concluded that with
eConomy and management on Mary
Jane's part and. some self-denial on his,
such as not playing billiards but once a
week ; and 'knifing himself to, say ten
five cent cigars in that' time,, they might
live very in web?. -
Provisions did - not cost much, and
Mary Jane's - clothes could not bevery
expensive, say $2O a 'year or 40, ..and
..well, he calculated it -all as he walked
home - with' her and' resolved that: night
to know his fate.
Mary Jane noticed that :he was very
abstracted and gfiessed the reason and
felt glad within herself that she had put
on her white dress and new bustle, feel=
ing quite sure that these had done the
buimess, for what young Man'eould re= :
81st a white dress, let; alone a new beau-.
tiful bustle. When they got to tbe front
gate they saw that the, !rout stept were
fully occupied by the" residue of the
Jones family, so they - sat down on the
horse . block under the spreadiuk maples,
And ehen he ow ed to tell the tor of
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his love.
Just as be got to where he was, going
to say in conclusion : • "The world. is a
dreary waste to me without you, 'Mary
Jane, will you marry • me atd share my
humble tot," a big iat bug dropped from
overhead -right down the back of Mary
Jane's dress. :
She jumped up and gave a Modocian
whoop and frantically clutched- at the .
back of her; neck add shouted- "catch -
him o-o-o-wouch, catch him, he'akilling
me ;" the, way'she tore around there-and
danced ,up and down scared the poor
young man to death, and then brought
the whole Jones family headed by
the old gentleman who, made•straight for
'the supposed "him" . and kicked him bff
the sidewalk, ruining his hew . summer
clothes and causing him : to go right round
the first corner home, , • „
Then the neighbors help catch Mary
Jane, and some one made a raid.down
lier back and brought forth the bug, and
she wept sorely and trod it ruthlessly un
der foot, remembering what might have
,been if the bug hadn't . been. Then she
e_icplained it all very 'clearly to those
neighbors, but they sniffed their noses in
the air and remarked -to each other pri
vately to the effect of its being: a very
likely story indeed that a Jude bug
should stir up such a fracas andget - a•
young man kicked off the Walk, they
guessed. It .the . truth was known,
All this week:Mary Jane has gone round
with disheveled locks and has attained a.
chronic Squint from much matching
through plosed blinds for a form that
don't come ; and her young man stays
within the fastness of the store and won
ders and wonders, with a pain that nev
er dies, what ailed Mary Jane and if
they always act that way, and the even
ings and mornings go right on and NO
answer. .
.Where the Money Goes.
Swipes, won't you split up a lit
tle wood and go and borrow a brass ket
tle before you go up town
"What in thunder do you want roe to
do that tor ?".
"canse I want": tir - preserve: .sionfi, 7
ales,"
. ''Cherries ?" . . . ' '
••Yes, chetries."
. .
wrhat's just .like you. You're. always .
spluttering and tooling around with some
nonsense, like this." - • :
"Nonsense—well, I guess you like pre
serves as well u anybody
"I don't either.'
"If you wasn't too azy to split the
wood you'd like them.
6‘.l4ni. Swipes; now do be sensible. You -,
know this preserving business 'costal-non
ey for fruit; sugar, l cans, wax, fire wood,
and the' deuce knows what -all. But
some way or other you never do think
about expense; for you're always buying
ribbons, ruffles, and flummadiddles ; but
when I want anything, such-as an easy
ehair to rest my weary bones in—oh, no;
I can't have it; because you've spent all
the money forduds to put ._ou your own
back."
"Now you think you've said it, do you ?
Oh, no, you don`c spend any money, but
I spend • it all. ' If that's to, , where do ,
you get money to play pedro, and come
home to the bosom of your family stone
blind drunk? Don't deny
for you .know' somebody Wracked your eye
glasses the other day, l aud you was so
drunk you thought it was midnight, and
came )iotne with a lantern in your hand
in the middle .of the day. you talk
about squandering money,'
That limbrtlia.
A dozen or \ more men , stood at the
entrance of the City Hall yesterday when
it began to rain, and along came au indi
vidual with an umbrella over his head.—
As he reached the top step, one of the
then advanced and said: "
"Ah ! I've been waiting for you. I
knew you had it and it's all right.'. -
The man surrendered the umbrella In
a hesitating manner, and his sheepish
look showed sery plainly that he was not
the lawful owner of it: As hepassed in-
to the hall another stepped out and said:
"Thar's rzif - ntubrella,- and I can prove
it. It has a - "J" cut in the .handle.
So it bad, and after some parleying it '
was handed over. The new owner was
sniffing very blandly as the crowd ap- -
plauded him, when a man turned in off
the avenue to escape a wetting. As soon
as he saw the umbrella he called out :
"Well, well, where did you get this r
"It's mine—bought "it at the store,"
was the reply.
"Not mach, .sir. It was stolen from
offica.a mouth ag,o; and you'd better
hand it over if you don't want trouble 1"
It was passed to bun, and he started off
home. - "Conly'thi.' , 4ngels know whether
or not the - real owner stopped him some
' where on Woodward. Avenue.
. .
An editor quoting . Dr. Ilall'a advice tor
“eat regularly, uot over three times a days %
and nothing between adds :---
orrampa will do well to , cut this out and
tit it is theitbaultb. ticin
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