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THE BUTI ER CITIZKN,
BUTLER. PA.
LlHt of Traverse Jnrors drawn
lor a Special Teriu of Court,
coimiicneilig 2nd Mon
day of April,lltliday.
Jacob Adder, W infield township.
]» M Anderson. Franklin.
Michael Angcrt. Clearfield.
Andrew Barr, Cranberry.
James Brown. Mercer.
Robert Bovard. esi|. Venango.
John Book. jr. Worth.
S W Badger, Worth.
S H Critchlow, Forward.
John Daley, Fairview.
Patrick Donahue, Clearflelc..
A Diekey, Worth.
W F Kakin, Connoquenessinr.
T S Fletcher, Parker.
William (' Fleming, Buffalo.
Iliram M filll, Slippervrock.
.Tolin Groinan, Itntler borough.
Abe A Could, Oakland township.
("apt John Hesselgesser. Winfield.
Abram Henshew. Millerstown bor.
P J Ke'.ley, Buffalo township.
F G Kline. Zelienople bor.
Samuel Kerr, Harrisvllle.
J C Murtland, Brady township.
J C Moore. Centre.
Austin M'Clyinonds, Muddycreelf.
John T McCandless, Clay.
J B McQulstion. Butler bor.
Neal Mcßnde, (learfleld township.
B S Mackey, Millerstown bor.
R W McGee. Harrisville.
John Mitchell, Butler.
A 1 Ruff, Buller.
J C Kay. Fairview twp.
Wesley Roessim;. Butier bor.
W W St. Clair, Worth twp.
Foster Seat on. Marion.
All)ert St:irr, Peon.
Frederick Stark, Saxoiiburg bor.
John Stable, Middlesex twp.
H C Turk, Brady.
Arthur Turner, Jefferson.
Jacob f Wise. Jackson.
Henry Ziegler, Forward.
SF. :OSD WE3K -THIRD MONDAV, 18TH.
Samuel Adams. Kairview township.
.William Adams, Washington.
Archibald Black, Donegal.
John Belfour, Adams.
Ch vries Cranmer. Clay.
DM Cross, Marion.
Joseph Curry, Slipparyrock.
John Cannon, Parker.
Allen Campbell, Suntwry bor.
John Doerr, Butler twp.
T H DoJds. Franklin.
Joseph Ewing, Clinton.
W H Knsminger, llutler bor.
O P Grab am. Cranberry.
R S Grant. Allegheny.
William Gibson. Petrolia bor.
John Hamil, Summit twp.
Paul Keister. Slipperyroek.
Thomas Kennedy, Winfield.
Simon Keefer, Lancaster.
James Kellev. Esq. Sunbury bor.
John M Louden, Clay twp.
Alex Lowrv. Butler bor.
J W MeXa'ughton, Washington.
J H Muntz, Centreville l>or.
Thomas Morrow. Clearfield.
James Monroe, Petrolia bor.
Jam<* Mahood Ir, Washington twp.
William McKibbin, Clinton.
Claud Mangel, Winfield.
H C McCoy. Cherry.
W A I'urviance, Forward.
David Patton, Concord.
William Iteossenberry, Venango.
James B Story Butler bor.
David B Stoops, Adams.
W H Shanor, Lancaster.
Philip Slioup, Forward.
Heurv Sanderson. Clay.
John Updegraff. Worth.
Freeman Vandirvort, Cranberry.
C A Wagner, Millerstown bor.
J W Young, Allegheny twp.
F Zeliner, Jackson.
THIRD WF.SK-FOURTH MONDAY, ?STH.
Solomon Albert, Franklin township.
F M Brawley. Parker.
Alex Brown, Mercer.
J E Bard, Centreville bor.
James Burr esq. Adams twp.
Samuel Cross, Worth.
JamesColgan. Allegheny.
Israel Cranmer, Clay.
John Cypher, Winfield.
James Crawford. Allegheny.
Thomas Chantler, Middlesex.
John Carrotliers. Clay.
John Cumberland, Concord.
William Cruikshanks, Winfield.
B Dougherty, Petrolia bor.
Charles Deitrick, Middlesex twp.
John B Davis, esq. Clinton.
John Ferguson, Middlesex.
Benjamin Garvin. Cranberry.
A 1) Gillespie. Washington twp.
John Jackson west.
J W Glenn, Mereer.
Absolom Gray, Connoqueuesslng north.
Michael HigKins, Ye.iango.
J M He bier, Petrolia bor.
James Kildoo, Clay.
King Lawrence. Muddyereek.
Thomas McGafflck. Slipperyroek.
J Russell McCaudless, Cherry.
A II Morse, esq, Buffalo.
Samuel Meals, Venango.
A Miller. Kairview west.
Hugh M" Fadden, Donegal.
James Niblock. Connoquenessing south.
James Norris, Summit.
Henry Pillow, esq, Butler bor.
John Parks, of Win, Middlesex.
Lewis Reettg, Summit.
G S Shakely, Parker.
Abraham Seckler. Jackson west.
Kdward Sefton, Clinton.
Alex Wilson, Allegheny.
John Webb, Clay.
DC Wadsuorth.'Clny. |
List of Trnvers* Jurors drawn
for a Special Term of Court,
commencing 3rd Monday
of May. ltttta day.
Roljt Anderson Allegheny twp.
Jacob Byerlv, Buffalo.
W K Bioj-n. Mercer
John BedV. Fairview.
Peter Birnhart. Fairview.
Noah Bowen, Adam-'.
George Cooper. Middlesex.
John Clark. Washington.
Charles Conoby. Penn.
John B Cunningham, Clinton.
Geo W Campbell, butler bor.
G W Dodds, Connoquenessing.
Nicholas Dumbach, Cranberry.
John W Ekis. Saxonbnrg bor.
J*mea Freeman. Crauburry township.
Paul Gottlieb, Jefferson twp.
Samuel Gallagher, Muddyereek.
A W Grossman, Brady.
Henry Greenawald, Jackson.
Jacob Graham. Clearfield.
B F Hillnrd, Washincton.
Jacob Hilgar. Slippervrock.
David Henry. Buffalo.
Joseph Logan. Jefferson.
John I.ink jr, Worth.
Bixter Logan. Penn.
Peter Miller. Lancaster.
Alonzo McCandless. Franklin.
Patrick McNamee, Venango.
William Moore, Fairview.
Alex Morrison, Lancaster.
W T Mechling. Butler bor.
James Buy, Penn township.
A M Reynolds, Venango.
Robt. St. Clair, Centre.
J F Stinetorf, Washington.
William Shephard, Middlesex.
Frank Slator, Donegal.
John Studebaker, Worth.
Chas Tinker, Cherry.
John Vensil, Donegal:
W F Wick. Clay.
Christ Walter, Jackson.
J C Ziegler, Jackson,
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Corner 59// i St. & Broadway,
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On Both American and European Plans.
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Fronting on Central Park, the Grand Boulevard,
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pies the entire square, and was built and fur
nished at an expense of over $400,000. It is one of
the most elegant as well as being the finest lo
cated in the city ; has a passenger Elevator and
all modern improvements, and Is within one
square of the depots of the Sixth and Eighth
Avenue Elevated R. K. cars and still nearer to the
Broadway cars—convenient and accessible from
all parts of the city. Rooms with board, $2 per
day. Special rates for families and permanent
guests. K. HASKhLL, Proprietor.
-J-HE SBHREIBER HOUSE.
L. NICKLAS, Prop'.,
MAIN STREET, BUTLER, PA.
Having taken poeession of the above well
sown Hotel, and it being furnished in the
boat of style for the accomodation of guests, the
public are respectfully invited to give me a call.
I have also possession of the barn in rear of
hotel, which furnishes excellent stabling, ac
comodations for mv patrons.
L. NICKLAS.
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VOL. XVIII.
1 MRS. LYDIA t. PINKHfiW.
OK LYNN, I^ASS.
p
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VEGETABLE COMPOUND.
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la fact it has proved to be the rrec t
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new life and
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It cures Hloating, Ilcadachcs, !."ervous Trosl ration,
General Debility, Sleeplessness, Depression and Indi
gestion. That feeling of bearing down, causing pain,
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H eoed by the strain of ters toiling over mi^T|
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Nervous in whose stomach the
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frcsliiiiK sleepand quiet nerves werestn'.n
gers to him. and he despam d of ever being
| well. We advised him to take
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Manufacturer ot BLANKETS, FLANNELS, YARNS,
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Exerutor'ni Notice.
Letters testamentary (liavieg I ecu giaoted t'
tlie ii' designed on Ibe esiale ol Simon Smith,
late of Allegheny township Butler county, I'a.,
deceased, this is to give notice toall persons,
knowing themselves to l>e indet ted to said es
tate thai immediate payment is required, and
those I'/iviiiir claims against th" same lo present
themselves duly authenticated lot cttlemeut.
ABRAHAM SMITH, i,,
f«l>l« SAMUEL SMITH, P"" I'*- 1 '*-
\VEEK. si a dav at home easily made
"Costlv Outfit iree. Address Tkue & Co.,
, Augusta, MXiuc. -niaMy
[Friiin Harper's Magazine for March, tsst.]
A HELPMEET FOR HI3I.
I.
I His name was John Detmold. Judg
ing by his name, be have
been of Gorman descent, and he was
merely a country boy, living a hard
li f e upon a farm in what was then the
wild interior of Ohio. For years he
had grubbed and ploughed, had hoed
and reaped, with eyes fastened upon a
harvest beyond that of his corn and
yellow pumpkins, more than that of
his summer hunting and his midwin
ter trapping. And now the long-look
ed-for Christmas had come at last, and
he was on a visit to the town which
was at that dato the metropolis of all
that region. He was nothing but a
coarsely clad rustic, as thickset, sun
burned, utterly uncouth and awkward,
as cou!d be found, and he had driven
to town in a cart laden with the care
fully dried skins ol many a squirrel
and rabbit, raccoon and deer. Igno
rant as the lad was, he had, where
money was concerned, a skill which
amounted to science. His lumpv hand
had a hunger for cash which was sur
passed only by the grip with which it
closed up >n and kept whatever coins
came within its grasp. Possibly he
inherited this from parents who, in
Germany, most likeU, had to struggle
for life, with the wolf of poverty for
ever upon the threshold. Certainly
his farm experiences had deepened and !
hardened in him any such t( ndencies.
Indulging now in none of the tempta
tions of the town, he gave himself dili
gently to getting the highest price in
the market for his wares, and persisted
until he had sold the last skin, and
buckled the last cent obtained therefor
about his waist, and next his person,
in a belt which he had himself made
for tl«c purpose.
But his long-anticipated object in
coming to town was a something be
yond even that. He bad been born
with, or had in some queer fashion de
veloped within himself, an appetite
which money was but a means toward
appeasing. When ho first came, he
bad put up at. the cheapest tavern he
could learn of, and the clerk thereof
had been greatly amused at the fre
quency with which he had drank at
the water faucet, drawing cup after
cup thereof for himself. After that it
seemed as if he would never be done
wasbingr his face and hands, filling and
emptying the tin pan, and filling it
again. Greatly refreshed, he went
out to make his sales. Immediately
upon his return to the tavern he again
exhibited a strange fondness for water
considering how cold the weather was
Again he washed his hands and face
at the sink in the little room adjoining
the bar, turning on the water for the
purpose fi'cm the brass faucet. lie
took a long time at it, letting the
water off and or, off and on, as if he
would never get through. When he
had dried his face and hands upon the
brown roller-towel, he found himself
to take yet another driuk, holding the
pewter mug under the faucet, and
watching the 1 ush and foam of the
liquid as a toper might have done the
pouring out of whisky. 'How far is
it to what- it e« mes from ?' he asked
the office clerk. Hut that gentleman
was too busy with his cigar to do
more than icpl; , 'Up street and John
Detmold 1 astet d in the direction in
dicated, until, I uving climbed the hill
which ovciloeki d the town, he found
and lingered lonir upon the banks of
the reservoir w isith supplied the fluid
in which l.e sti mtd to find such pleas
ure.
As he came ' uck at last he hardly
looked in at the windows of the stores.
There were sigi's along the street tel
ling where, to judge from the delinea
tions thereof upon the boards, the
thickest and br< wncst of gingerbread,
the most foan.y of beer, were to be
had ; but the lad regarded them not,
save with eyes in which appetite was
sternly repressi d, and, arrived at his
tavern, he refn r hed himself with an
other wash, 'i hat over and no one
being in the little room to see, he held
his hollowed p.'.lms side by side under
the faucet, wati hing the force and and
froth of the v ter with eager eyes,
stooping to drink occasionally from
his overflowing hands with more zest
than if it had b cn, instead, the choic
est Champagne.
'No, I don't believe I'll take any
thing,' he rep!it d to the clerk, who
acted also as purveyor of the manifold
liquors which nderned the shelves of
the bar. His thirst was only the
stronger, in consequence of the water
he had drank for that which bad
! brought him b tt.wn, and, asking his
way along the street as he went, he
j found himself in the end at tbat
'Power House' ~f which be had heard,
and with wonder, for many a year.
The metropolis was tlie Rome of his
imagination, 1 ut this lowroofed brick
building upon the bank of the river
was to him tie St. Peter's of that
Rome. John Detmold entered rever
ently, and sto< d gazing at last upon
the divinity v> h:eh had established
i here its sbrim . The farmers return
| ing from the tt wn had brought wonder
ful stories of the water-works, anew
thing in that u g!'>n at that d.-te, and
! the tidings I. d awakened beyond
everything ehe a certain slumbering
something will n him. He could not
remember wb< u he had not pondered
over the idea < f force thus caught and
cased, and ma;i! to lift a river into the
air, as it were and pour it in power
ful currents thr ugh streets anu houses
hurling it in cataracts upon buildings.
Never had he seen machinery before.
For the first tin e in his life he could
gratify the cra\ ing of years. And now
at last he stood, his mouth open, his
eyes feeding themselves upon the
steam-engine. It forced the water, as
: he knew, through under-ground pipes,
'to the reservoir he had visited That
i was the boiler, this was the cylinder
and piston ; 1< re before him was the
great fly whe«l, revolving slowly and
without sound half above and half
below the su; face of the brick floor.
It was Christi: as afternoon ; the snow
lay upon the pound; the only person
besides4iniM ll there was the oily and
smutched engineer. It was little John
Detmold eared for him, unless, indeed,
| as the high priest of this divinity, and
BIJTLER, PA„ WEDNESDAY. MARCH 23.1881
! e stood so long in ecstatic admira
tion of the machinery that the engi
neer was sure his visitor was 'either a
born fool or drunk; most likely the
last, seeing it's Christmas,' the grimy
faced custodian said to himself.
Did ye never see an injin before ?'
he demanded, finally.
'No, sir ;' and the vision was enough
for the country lad, only he put into
his reply something of the awe due to
him who was allowed to tend upon it.
'lt don't go as fast as I thought,' he
added, after a long drinking in of the
force displayed. There was no re
sponse. The lad drew nearer, as if
sucked into the vortex of the whirling
power,
'Stand back, you fool !' shouted the
engineer. 'Do you want to be killed?'
The other looked up, but, when he
moved at all, it was to yield to the
infatuation which seemed to charm
him toward destruction, and yet nearer
still.
'I could stop it,' he said.
The engineer dropped a paper he
had been reading, laid down his pipe,
and eyed his visitor more closely.
'l'll bet you I could stop it!'
The engineer rose from his greasy
stool, to be ready for an emergency.
'lt is some crazy chap,' he was saying
to himself.
'l've got lots of money in my belt,
and I'll but you ten dollars I can hold
it,' the lunatic remarked.
'Think so ? And the other stood by
him ready to seize him, a little afraid
of him too.
'Who would have supposed he
would try it ?' the engineer often ob
served afterward. The ignorant lad
had placed himself in the rear of the
great wheel revolving steadily from
him. His companion was not quick
enough. An instant more and John
Detmold had planted his big brogans
firmly, had drawn in a deep breath,
had clasped his arms about the turn
ing tire, had been lifted, and dashed
head-forcmost through a window, and
into a drift of snow thirty feet away.
'Except that his face was cut up
with the glass, he wasn't hurt one bit,'
was the way the engineer told the
story. 'When I stopped her, and ran
out "to pick up the pieces, do you know
what Jack Detmold was doing? .That
man was sitting up in the and
fumbling to get at his belt. He had
got a good ten dollars' worth, he suid
afterward. An} 7 how, he paid his bet
like a gentleman, if I hadn't taken him
up. That was the way it began. You
see, Jim was off on a drunk—Jim had
been my fireman—on a Christmas
drunk, Jim, was. Well, Detmold, he
talked me into it I took him on
for a day or two, but it went on from
that. He never left town after that
day. One thing led to another. All
he cared for was machinery, lie
never gave up until—ob, it was years
and years afterward—he took my
place. I got tired, and went down
the river on a boat instead. Never
knew a man so fond of an injin as he
was. John loved it mere than he did
his wife when he married her, or
rather when she managed to marry
him. They were the queerest couple
you ever saw '
But it was a mistake to suppose that
it was merely the machinery John Det
mold loved so well. Really he cared
no more for it than he bad done for
the faucets through which the water
rushed into his greedy hands when he
came first to town. Nor was it the
steam any more than it had been the
water which so seized upon and per
petually fed, if it did not satisfy, his
craving. Some boys are fond of good
eating and of nothing else. Others
are eager, as they grow older, after
whisky, fine horses, the dice box, land,
money. Many a man finds his plea
sure in society, in dress, in reputation,
in woman, in art, in books. This
man cared nothing for any of these,
and 1 am certain that I know why.
Bv some twist in his nature, the one
thing he cared for was—not machi
nery. No, that is not it; his ruling
appetite was as natural to him as
yours is to you, as mine is to me ; it
was no more a morbid appetite than is
thirst or hunger, except that it was a
craving desire to know, to handle, to
control Force. For the mere machi
nerv he cared as much, and as little,
as one does about the trap which
catches or the cage which holds a bird;
or, I should rather say, the glass tank
which at once confines and exhibits a
boa-constrictor, for it was the subtle,
snake-like mystery of Force which
gives to it its chief charm. Not that
John Detmold had any definite name
for this secret omnipotence which lies
coiled inside the heart of the universe,
like to change the figure, the main
spring of a watch, which drives every
wheel therein, great and small. Con
cerning it he had no theory, no defi
nite thought, even. To him it was a
god, only it was a god which he
wished to worship by handling. If
metaphor may be heaped upon meta
phor, this country lad had as his rul
ing instinct a certain fceiing after mo
tive power; only less blind this in
stinct of his than that of a root after
moisture. To-day the same instinct
in multitudes of more ingenious na
tures has shot up above tne soil into a
forest of scientific seeking after the
same thing. But John Detmold was
not to be without his successes also,
by the wholly unlooked-for re-enforce
ment of effort within him, virtue of
a species of Force of which he had
never dreamed.
11.
As his predecessor at the engine re
marked, John Detmold did not go back
to his country life. The orphan of for
gotton parents, there was no reason
that he should do so. Henceforth his
days were devoted to the Power House
The great fly-wheel exerted upon him
a centripetal as well as centrifugal
force, and drew him back to itself with
an energy greater even than that with
i which it had hurled him away. From
the beginning of their friendship the
wheel itself did not confine its round of
labor exclusively within the walls of
its abode than did John. For years
! he toiled as fire*r.au, shovelling in coal
| beneath the boilers, and shovelling out
I ashes, oiling the machinery, never hap
j pier than when, under the orders at first
of the engineer, monkey-wrench in
hand, he was screwing iron nuts on or
off. Very slowly, but surely, it came
to pass that the entire charge of the
works was intrusted to him.
During all these years he made bis
home with Peter Johnson, a provision
dealer across the street, exercising a
stern economy, having his own peculiar
hours of eating and sleeping. And all
along he remained the same thickset,
shock-haired, square-headed, slow-spo
ken country fellow. Plodding, indiffer
ent to the delights of the rum-shop or
the perennial circus, occupied in and
wholly satisfied with his work, he came
at last to seem but a mere movable
part of the machinery. Only it was
little people imagined that his satisfac
tion lay in a certain vague but persist
ent grasping after that which came
within tlie very palms of his hamls
merely to show him what it could do
if he could hold it, and then in chief
measure eluded his grip, and escaped
from him. He said net a word about
it to a soul; but every cough of the es
cape-pipe was to him as derisive as that
by which a hostile bearer seeks to si
lence a public speaker. Whenever John
•aw the volleys of steam leap, as he
came back from dinner, from the lips of
tie pipe, it provoked him as if each said
as it curled in white clouds into the air,
and floated away: 'Why didn't you
work me while you had me, old chap?
Hut you didn't because you don't know
how. Find out if you cau. And good
bv!'
It is more than doubtful if the plod
ding engineer aver heard of Shaspeare ;
but there never was a Prospero who so
clutched, in soul at least, after his de
parting Ariel—clutched in vain, so far,
but with a slow eagerness to sieze up
on and hold it, which yet grew strong
er every day
But John Detmold would have de
sired in vain, if it had not been for an
all}-, which, all unconscious of its mis
sion, was hastening as fast as it could
to his help. That half the force of the
steam eluded and escaped him he knew
so well that, almost from his entrance
into the engine-room—from ihe instant,
rather, of his first hasty exit from it
through the window—he had pondered
and scratched his head, and toiled with
pencil in his greasy fingers day and
night to plan against it, contriving this
and that, experimenting on the sly;
bu, alas! all in vain, until help came.
It came in the shape of one of the
other sex. That of course, only it uas
in the person of one who was as much
unlike her sex in general as the engi
neer was unlike his. She was the
daughter of the man with whom he
boarded across the way. On going
there to dinner one day he had heard
the feeblest of wails up stairs. A babe
had been born and a week or two there
after the new arrival had been shown
to him. and, being the kindest-hearted
of men, he balanced the pitiful morsel
of humanity upon his broad brown
palms, considering it as he did so as
about the frailest bit of machinery he
had ever inspected. As such he took a
singular interest in the particularly
miserable mite of a thing as it struggled
through its infancy into childhood.
The engineer often demanded of his
machinery, in his silent fashion, how
it could stand it if it had '.o go through
such convulsions of cramp, colic, meas
les, sore throat, ear-ache, and the man
ifold other ills, from some one of which
the child seemed to be never free. And
little Matilda, for so it was named, was
such a thin-faced, frail-bodied scrap of a
girl, with light blue eyes, pale cheeks,
bonv frame, that the curiosity of the
maehinest warmed into sincerest pitv
for her. She grew, but her growth
merely exaggerated her feebleness At
eight" years she was the flimsiest of
mortals, her washed-out hair hanging
about her colorless cheeks and down
upon her projecting shoulder-blades in
locks as destitute cf curl as her spare
frame was of curve or plumpness.
And thus it happened that the two
became great friends The poor child,
hustled a'lout in the swarming house
bold of sturdy boys and robust girls,
grew to look forward to John Dctmold's
regular returns from the Power House
as he one consolation in life. Although
the brightest, in her shallow fashion, of
her family, she bad nothing to say at
any other time. For her friend she re
served everything. The instant he
had done his dinner Ik; took bis seat at
a window, from which he could keep
his eyes upon the Power House. She
was more than welcome to get into his
lap then for the twenty minutes which
he gave to his pipe, to his digestion, to
watching lest the boilers, left in care of
the fireman, should burst while he was
away, and to her.
But night was to small Matilda the
best time of all. Then she could sit
upon his knee, and while he smoked
and pondered over his experiments,
pour out uninterrupted the accumulated
talk of the whole day. There was less
meaning in it than in the song of a ca
nary ; but John grew to like the shrill,
incessant chatter for the mere sound's
sake, since he could have told after
ward as little as the child what she had
been talking about. It stimulated his
thinking, somehow. Tired as be was
he would let her exhaust herself with
talk, and then take her in his arms up
stairs to bed. Small wonder was it
that long as she lived the peculiar fra
grance which hovered about John as an
aureole of tobacco smoke and lubricat
ing oil was to her the sweetest perfume
of all.
The trouble with the honest fellow
was that unless small Matilda was
perched chirping upon his knee, he
would drop off to sleep almost as soon
as lie sat down. \\ hat with his hard
work from early dawn, his hearty meal,
bis pipe, the tense and steady strain in
his mind after some way of trapping
the fox-like force which stole uncaught
through cylinder and valve, he could
not keep awake unless Matilda was
bothering him with questions, for which
she waited for no answers, herself idling
him a thousand nothings.
Really that was one reason he went
with her to church whenever he did iro
It was little, alas! of a religious nature
that John got out of the services; but
somehow the .-in-i:ur, praying, preach
ing, aroused and stimulated him in de
visingl new traps for the defiant steam.
Just as the benediction was pronounced
be seemed to be on the point of succeed
ing.
It was very rarely, however, that
John could get away from his engine
to go to church, but on Sundays he
would shave and brush and wash and
dress with special reference to not soil
ing her Sabbath calico when Matilda
should sit in his lap and tell him, in her
piping eagerness, of everything she
could think of. People accepted the
malaria which brooded over the part of
the town in which they lived as they
did the river which dragged its slow
current so near them, but the engineer
had no touch of the chills and fever
which, as she grew up, so seized upon
and shook the girl. It was matter of
course that Matilda should become
thinner as she became taller, that her
face should waste in consequence of the
ague which alternately fevered it to
scarlet or chilled it to ashes. As long,
however, as proprit ty permitted, she
continued to perch herself in the lap of
her one chief friend, and afterward to
sit as near John as possible while she
talked, talked, talked to him.
For while the sober, stolid, monoto
nously motioned man had nothing
whatever to say, she had very much to
chatter about. The truth is, the home
ly girl developed from her earliest days
and amazing love for books and for mu
sic. Finding her way almost from in
fancy to the school-house, she skipped
everything lik*' hard study to read in
stead any and every story-book or vol
ume of poems she could lay her hands
upon. So of music, it was useless to
trv to confine Matilda to the severe
study and practice thereof, even when
her friend, to the astonishment of those
who knew his parsimony, hired a piano
for her. When she was not reading
novels or poetry, she was thrumming
out chance tunes, playing only by ear.
A good-hearted, shallow-brained, feeble
bodied, sentimental girl, she set her!
heart in the end upon going off to a fe- j
male institute In another State. Her
surlv father had put into strong and of
ten repeated adjectives his ideas con
cerning liis daughter; but the engineer
had one day a private conversation with
Peter Johnson, as the result of which
Matilda departed according to her wish
and was gone for two years. To do
her justice, she loved the grimy machin
ist with all her feeble nature, and wrote
him many a long letter. John cherish
ed the epistles as they came with all re
spect, but to do him also stern justice,
he rarely read and never answered
them. The frequent letters looked so
clean, the writing upon them was of so
spiderv a character, that he was em
barrassed. His fingers were too oily
just then : something had broken about
the machinery, and it must be mended
right away; when became for his meals
he was so hungry; at night he was so
dead tired. Besides, the poor girl had
fallen unresisting into the mysterious
peculiarity of her sex, and under the
working of its gloomy law she could
not write except with a needle-pointed
pen. in the palest of ink, the longest of
letters, and with every page crossed
and recrossed at that. Moreover, when
John did open a letter under pressure
of conscience, there was no particular
date thereto, nor was it possible for
him to toll upon which page the docu
ment began, anv more than where it
ended.
Hut, all along, the girl was, I am
sure, as nothing to the engineer in com
parison to the longed-for improvement
•in his engine. She was little more to
him at last than a blue-jav would have
been had it perched of a summer's day,
chirping and preening its feathers, upon
the rafter over the boiler. John would
not have scolded the bird, nor driven it
away hv a jet of steam, but he would
not have cared had it been killed there
without his knowing it. So of his
school-girl friend. He had never per
mitted her to show her sallow face at
the door, even, of his Power House.
If she had come into it, and been struck
and slain by the great wheel, he would
have grieved over it ; but the wheel
would have been in the right of it, and
lie would have said so. What show of
force was there in the punv damsel to
allow him to care for her as he did for
his engine!
111.
Even before the return of Matilda
from her institute it had become clear
to her househould, as it bad to John
Detmold, that, there was nothing for
him to do, having done everything
else for the girl so far, but to marry her.
In his matter-of-course way he in due
time did that duty also, at the same so
ber gait with which he did everything;
and they went to housekeeping in a
modest house upon the bank of the
river, and not so far from the Power
House but that the husband could
hear above the tongue of his wife every
puff of the escaping and scoffing steam.
Marriage made merely this difference,
that Matilda had more perfect posession
of the engineer for purposes peculiar to
her from infancy. If John had not
read her letters, none the less had she
written them, and that had developed
fearfully what had always been within
her a lurking disease. I f her intellect
was narrow and not too vigorous, at
least she had not burdened it with
learning too heavy. A frail spark at
best, she had so heaped upon it the
chaff of the lightest of literature, there
had been so very much of such fuel also,
that the flame, if she was not to suffo
cate, must find outlet. Not only must
she sign, must she talk, it was essential
to her that she should write also—
write prose and verse in all their, in
her hands, innumerable varieties. Nor
had she sufficiently expressed herself
until she had read to John what she
had written. He was a muscular man,
having faculty of unlimited endurance,
and he adjusted himself to listening, as
he had done to the duties of the Power
House. As a woman she was simply
a pale, thin, very fragile, exceedingly
voluble, little girl drawn out, as one
does a spy-giass, to her full length.
I She loved her husband sincerely. Du
ring his absence sho hastened every
day through her mending and house
kit ping with nervous speed that she
might have uninterrupted opportunity
to write a little before he got back, at
least to entertain hiin when he had
i done so.
Never lived therp a man more
throughly entertained than was he. It
fame hard upon J.im at first—thickset,
rigorous veteran that he was. He
would come to his dinner hungry : hut
whit with the talk of his wife in addi
tion thereto, th ' music and singing, the
prose or poetry read to him. he would
return to the engine with a bewilder
ing sense of having partaken of abun
dant fare, an 1 yet of being weaker
upon Lis legs than he could have
wished. So especially of his evenings.
No wife could have done more to in
terest her husband, and. none the less,
when he ;rot to bed at last he was al
most too tired to sleep.
Not because of the incessant clatter
,of his wife. Little she imagined it,
poor thing, but her empty r.oise was
merely as that of the mountain stream,
the millwheel, the clattering stones,
while the grist which was the result of
it all was the invention going on in the
mind of her husband whereby he could
hold and harness that portion of the
force which had escaped him for so
many years. llow many a model had
he tinkered together in the privacy of
his engine-room when his fireman had
gone home, or lay sleeping sweetly
with smutted face beside his heaps of
fuel! But he was growing old, if not
hopeless, and he could not keep awake
il it were not for his wife and her mu
sic and poetry. While she played, sung,
talked, read to him. his mind was
stimulated thereby to work steadily
along toward the invention, revising,
correcting, experimenting, contriving.
The force could be caught. Tons of
dollars as well as coal were wasted
over the world in creating steam, wbieh
at last barely touching the piston with
the tips of its fingers as it shirked its
way through the machinery, to sneak
out of it at the end a gigantic yet dis
reputable loafer, a disgrace to its crea
tors. Some man would catch and con
trol "the darned thing,'' and make it
pay back, to the last ouiu-e of its
strength, every cent it cost to generate
and direct it. Millions would be made
by the patentee; but it was not the
money John looked at. any more than
it was f he fame. Ife cared no more for
that than he did for the skin of the rab
bit when, as a country lad, he went
through the snow to look at his traps
set overnight. What he wanted then
was the rabbit itself; what he wanted,
would have, was the force itself—the
cunning force escaping otherwise like a
wild thina- into the clouds
And so tlie eager wife would read j
some poem about wild banditti, forlorn
damsels, towering castles lifting' pinna
cles in the thin air of her imagination,
and her husband, smoking as steadily
as his own tall chimney, his eyes fast
i ned upon her, would listen intently to
—his own inward contrivings, stimu
lated thereto precisely up to the meas
ure of the force but by her into her per
formance. There is not a soul of us but
must confess with shame to something
of the same kind in our own case.
When listening decorously to powerful
sermons we are building a ship or a
sonnet, driving a bargain or a spirited
horse, securing a verdict or managing
a bank, the gifted preacher little f-up
posinir the directions in wnicli his
pathos, persuasion, logic, were really
compelling us. So when listening to
music, to conversation. Coulrl our
friend but know how and whither he or
she was impelling us when we seemed
to be hearkening so intently !
One day Mrs. Pet mold was posessed
of a new and brilliant idea when she
arose in the morning'. It was of a
story in which the hero was to do deeds
more daring than man ever conceived
of before. As he was to be the hand
somest of men, the heroine was to sur
pass all women in loveliness, devotion,
desperate during After John had gone
to the Power House, aud she had hur
ried through her housekeeping, the be
loved of the Muses seized her pen. took
blotted old atlas upon her lap, spread
her paper thereon, and wrote with
greater vehemence than, ever before,
iler ideas poured upon her; the words
came fast—long words, strong words.
When she had got hero and heroine
through whirlwinds of tribulation, and
married them at last, enormously rich,
universally beloved bv their happy
peasantry, with strong likelihood of
their ascending the throne of their own
land, the gifted writer was all of a
trembling ; so much so that she was
glad John had taken his dinner to the
Power House with him that day; and
Iving down, she slept almost the after
noon through, rising in time to get sup
per, greatly refreshed.
Her husband had never been as hope
less of accomplishing his e.id as when
he came home to supper. Put lie saw
something in the thin face of his spare
and scrawny wife which told him of
what was coming. She gave him his
slippers and pipe when supper was end
ed, cleared the things away, placed
the old lamp on the mantel.
'Why don't you sit down to it, 'Til
da ?" John asked, as she stood, manu
script in hand, beside the mantle-piece.
'Not to-night. You'll see why, John,'
she said, and began to read. As she
began, her husband took up his latest
scheme, aud began to examine it over
once more. She became more interest
ed ;so did he in his contrivance. Her
tones grew deeper, more tragic, as she
went on: valves, pivots, pistons, work
ed more readily, too, in John's mental
manipulation. The story deepened in
i interest, became thrilling; John actual
| ly took his pipe from his lips, his eye
( brightened as it fastened itself appar
! ently upon the pallid face of his inspir
i ed wife-—really upon his new device.
Mrs. Petmold, quivering with excite
ment, led her hero and heroine through
their last, most terrible trial, brought
them out, married them, hurried in the
1 shoutiug peasantry. Conscious all along
| of the rapt attention of her husband,
i she let her hand fall, the manuscript in
j it, as she ended, exhausted,
j 'lt is splendcd,' said John—'splen
did! It is !' He had risen to his
feet; his pipe was lying uponth> floor;
his eves were sparkling.
'Oh. John !' and she threw herself
weeping into his arms. 'I am so glad
you like it!'
Her husband drew bis arms about
her, kissed her. 'lt is the grandest
j sort of grand !' he said. 'Why, <Tilda,
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From the fact that the CITIZEN is the oldes*
entiili'ifUed and m&'t extensively circulated Re
publican newspaper in I'atler county, (a Hej.ufc
!:can connty) it must be apparent' to business
rumi that it i» the luedmai they should use in
advertising their business.
NO. IS
it is worth ten thousand dollars in
■ ea-h !'
'Do you think so, dear V she said.
'Then we'll buy a house ofour own.'
It was not from gentlemanly delicacy
her husband refrained from explaining
that he had not hc\»rd a word of her
poem, that it was of his perfect inven
tion that ho spoke.
Nor did he ever explain. The poem
did not bring the amount mentioned,
hut the invention did, and a good deal
more, only it took some time and a law
suit before it was reached. But
there was something of his triumphant
valve in the lip? of John Detmold also,
for he never set his wife right upon the
subject.
The new home was bought, but
John clung to the Power House the
more closely nf.er he had applied his
invention. There was steady satisfac
tion renewed with every gasp of the
now thoroughly mastered and appar
ently overtaxed rascal of a Force. Ne
ro hinnelf never gloated over a fallen
foe as the engineer did over his. The
most malignent of the Philistines had
no such feeling toward their grinding
captive as John had in the Samson he
had caught at last, although the De
lilah in this case was the more uncon
scious, as well as innocent, of the two.
But the end came at last. One
day John Petmold entered the Power
House as he had now done for so
many years. It was a Wednesday
morning in December, and the snow
was lying deep upon the ground.
How it happened nobody ever knew,
for the fireman had stepped over to the
blacksmith'; for a coal shovel he had
left there the day before to be mended.
Possibly unknown gases had been gen
erated in the boilers, as is sometimes
the ease. Most likely the engine as
well as the engineer was old and worn
out by long service. However that
may be, as the town clock struck ten
there was an explosion in the Power
House, and a summer fog of white
steam had enveloped the building. It
did not take long before half the pop
ulation was upon the* spot. But no
one seemed to care about the shat
tered building any more than they did
whose panes of glass were shivered in
the houses all around. For, lying in
the snow upon the very spot where he
had been hurled when a lad, lay John
Petmold. The long defiant Force had
been captured, but it had not forgot
ten who had seized upon and sub
dued it, and now it was escaping in
wild and noisy glee while the people
gathered about the old engineer, for
this time his Samson had slain him.
The neighbors agreed from the first
as to what would follow in the case of
the wife. From ever since she could
remember anything she had depended
upon John. If she had always been
the frailest of vines, he.had been the
sturdiest of oaks, and she had continu
ed to exist only because she had wound
her feebleness about him, decking him
out—it was all she could do—with her
fragile and colorless flowers. Within
a month after Her husband's death, bis
grave was opened to receive her also.
The two were not made to live apart.
He had been a faithful husband to her;
but she—had she not been, and in the
way God made her to be, a helpmeet
for him ? .
EDUCA TION OF INDIAN CHIL
DREN.
NEW YOUK, March 15.—At a meet
ing to-night for the purpose of raising
funds for the education of young In
dians, ex-Secretary of the Interior,
Carl Sehurz, introduced by Rev. Pr.
Hitchcock, President of the Union
Theological Seminary, said that in his
administration as Secretary of the In
terior he could look back with pleas
ure at the interest he had taken in the
Indians. The wise statesmen of the
past thought the Indiau question could
be best settled by granting them a res
ervation on which they could live in
their own way unmolested. This
theory he thought was exploded, and
he advocated giving them individual
tracts of land the same as white set
tlers, thus by degrees making the good
citizens.of Indian descent. They were
capable of education and made good
traders and small farmers. In educat
ing them it was not only necessary to
teach them how to write, but also how
to live and how to make a living when
taught. Though they return to their
families, they did not, as many sup
posed, return to their former way of
living, but were honored and looked
up to by others. There were but 50,-
001) of these children, and though it
might be a work of time, they could be
educated. Their reservations, he
tnought, would eventually be taken
from them, as in the marchfof railroads
and settlers westward quarrels would
rise and the Government would decide
in favor of progress. Most of these
were honest and industrious, many
being employed by the Government as
freighters. They should be taught
small industries as well as being edu
cated. This was a work of time and
could not be perfected hastily. ll©
advocated support of the schools at
Hampton and Carlisle. Gen. Miles
and Bishop Whipple also Spoke in
favor of the object of the meeting.
N EWsr.U'Kii C imiosiTi KS.— The man
aging editor of the Boston Commercial
h'ulielin is looking for the following
curiosities, which, when fouad, will be
made a note of:
Some one that can write of fishing
without referring to Izaak Walton.
A correspondent who refers to an ar
ticle in the paper, who read it of his
own accord and did not have his 'atten
tion called' to it.
A writer on free traae who can pro
duce half a column without the aid of
'the Chinese wall.'
theatrical critic who will not allude
to 'the pal in; days of the drama.'
A critic on art or music who can
write an article that persons of liberal
education can understand without the
aid of at least two dictionaries.
A correspondent who writes of a sea
voyage without sea as
running 'mountains high,' Or 'a life on "
the ocean wave.' '
A financial newspaper article of over
one quarter of a column in length that
d<>es not mention Yanderbilt or Jay
« Gould.