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cto. 22 East Jefferson St., BoUer, Pa.
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House, Butler, Pa.
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a»u St.. Butler. Pa.
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BEWARE OF IMITATIONS.
Love iind Politics at Swan's
Island.
Politics aud courtship *c elU
to interest the people in Swan's Island to
4iir great extent. liven the women uu«l
children quarrel over the affairs of the
government; and a Democratic ludy cannot
borrow from a Republican lady, though it
be a ease of emergency sadden and pre>s
Neither can a Republican lady ex
pect any favors from a Democratic lady.
No bu.sin.-s can be transacted ainieablv
between two men of different politics; aud
the small Democrats and Republicans
make faces at each other, aud cannot be
induced to sit side by side at school. Ihe
men are always discussing and "argifjin
when on shore. In the one store, which
is down by a dark cove, which is also the
postoffice. there is seldom a lull in thu
discussion of a week-day, and the medita
tive eve rings with livelier debates. Some
times these political discussions by the
fitful kerosene end in tragedy. Two
vonng sailors disagreeing on the merit.- of
the incoming aud outgoing President last
vear, one seized a knife and inflicted a >o
vere wound upon the other. Cap n Xa
hum True thrashed Cap'n Ezra Ilogden
within an inch of his life because be dul
believe in "terift reform, and <ap n Ezra
took his revenge by shooting Cap't Nahurn
through the arm in the dark and silent
night while the latter was on his way
home from Greatport. Small boys emulate
the example of their elders; and one lively
lad of nine pushed another lad a year or
two younger than himself off the slip into
the deep waters of tho ocean because he
did not believe that Cleveland was a good
I'resident. Fortunately some fishermen
were near at hand, and tho young politi
cian was rescued from a watery grave.
Sailors who are either neutral, or only
mildly persuaded that they belong to one
party or the other, u hen they come to
Swan's Island soon become violently parti
sin; and yet there appears to be nothing
more aggressive in its salt, Northern, and
vigorous air than in other places rounda
bout where they take things more calm
ly-
A courtship, or the minor of a court
ship, will always crouto a diversion even iu
the most troublous times, however; and
now, though the Swan's Island light
keeper had recently died, and there was
great excitement oyer the question wheth
er the government would appoint Hen
Spurling, the son of the lato keeper, who
was a Democrat, or Joe Neally, who was a
Republican, and was trying his best to get
the position himself, when it was spread
about that Mary Olive Swan was encour
aging two beatix at the saino time, even
this excitement passed over in a mei-sure.
Tho male portion of the island were fully
as much interested in the afTair as the fe
male, and everybody was 011 the qui rite
to find out all the particulars of the case.
The women dreamed of it at night, and
edified each other by relating these'
dreams at the earliest possible opportuni
ty, and the fisherman were reluctant to
leave the shore until it was finally settled.
Some prophesied that she would take Joe,
some that Hen was the favored one, "Mary
Olive was just so queer 'n bigerted;" and
others that she had no idea of marying
either. Some thought she was "so tickled
to get two beaux, as sho never had any
when she was young, her hair was so red
and her face so sailer, thas she was entire
ly upsot, and couldn't tell her own mind
no more'n nothing."
"To be sure, her hair was jest as red
now, but she had grown better-looking."
Iter checks were plump and her complex
ion red and white, but what there was
about an old maid like her that them two
men should be so dretful taken by was a
wonder. It was probable that she had
good wages for keepin' house for her old
uncle over to Greatport all these twelve or
thirteen years, but she couldn't have laid
by no great; she was too given to dressing
up, Mary Olive was."
As for Mary Olive herself, she was the
picture of unconscious innocence when she
entered the meeting-house of a Sunday
with the two men dangling at her heels,
and sang soprano in the choir to Joe Xeal
ly's bass, while Hen looked on with ill
concealed jealousy and disapproval.
Mrs. Reuben Swan—they were nearly
all Swans and Spurlings on Swan's Island
—declared that sho "couldn't sense the
preaching at all with sich goiu's on," and
Mrs. Adoniram Swan said that it was
''Mis'Jotham Swan's duty to speak to
Mary Olive, and caution her against sich
behavior." If she was her sister-in law and
beneath tho same roof with her, she
would have done it long ago. But Mis'
Jotham never had no gumption till she got
well started; then her tongue got too lim
ber sometimes. And Mrs. Jotham Swan
tlid speak after awhile, though she liked
and respected her husband's sister; and
having not yot fully recovered from a
rheumatic fever, and with a large family
on her hands, she could not possibly get
along without her help, and was mortally
afraid of offending her. Hat something
must be done soon to stop the wagging
tongues.
"Have you any idea what a sight of talk
there is 'bout you round the island, Mary
Olivet" she said one night twitching ner
vously at the skirt of her limp calico
dress.
"About me?" exclaimed' Mary Olive.
"What under the sun do they find to say
about me? I've hardly been out-of-doors,
except to meeting, nor seen anybody since
I came back from Greatport."
"Why, they say you're a-leadin' 011 and
encouragin' two men tor court ye ter once,
and I must say myself thet it looks like
thet, Mary Olive. 'Pears ter me, if 1 was
in your place (I know 'tain't none of my
business, though), if I wanted ter git mer
micd, I'd take Joe Xeally right off fur good
and all, and give Hen his walkin' ticket.
Joe's stiddy.and likely owns his house, and
is prittv certain ter git the light, bein' a
Republikin and an honest feller."
"There, Sabriny Swan, what are you
talkin' about? I declare I'd forgotten what
a miserable, pryin', suspicions, meddle
some place this island is, I've been away
from it so long. You'd out to go away too
for a while, Sabriny, and get a different
set of ideas and notions. Encouragin' two
men to court me, am I:' Can't two old
neighbors call to see a body once in a while
without bavin' it said they eourtiu'?''
"Oh, Mary Olive, what the use o' talkin'
like that? You know 's well's I do, and
everybody else does, that they're both
crazy ter git yc, and ready ter tear each
other's eyes ont with jealousy: and didn't
Joe bring yo some sap sugar, and Hen
mend your boat fur ye, and dig up yer
flower bed, and bring yc a whole lot of
chiny-oyster seeds and sich; and didu't
you go a-ridin' with Joe and a-sailiu' with
Hen: and don't they both walk ter meetin'
with ye every Sunday, and hang round the
steps ridie'lous in the evenin' tryin" ter
steal a march on one t'other to see ye
home?"
"For goodness' sake, what if all you say
is true? Hon is an old friend of mine, lie's
the only one that ever paid me any atten
tion before I went over to Greatport, and
Joe was little brother Tom's best friend,
and was with hjin whea ho was drowned,
BUTLER PA., FRIDAY, AIGI ST 1, 1800
and tried hard to ,-ave him. and I played
with of "em both when I was a little girl.
It seems a pity t 1 couldn t accept a few
triflin' favors from them withont having it
called encouragement. Tbey all 1 have
to speak to outside »f s house, anyway.
Nobody with a grain o. M-n.-e could have
any intercourse with the-.- spleeny. gos.-ip
in' women. As for inarr_. iiig either of 'eui_
I haven't the least idea of it. Tho last
thing I want is to get married to any
body. "
-If ye git merried ye must put yer
trust iu the L'.ru." >ighed Mrs. Jothain.
"Jotham's a terrible good liusban' as lius
bau's go; but there, catch me ter git mer
ried again if • was single! liut, Mary
Olive, it does 'pear ter me that, you're
a-leadin' both them men on. and ye'll git
yerself inter hot water if ye don't quit it.
I don't feel right a-havin' Ben here ser
much, nohow. He' a Demercrat, ye know
—kinder lukewarm, mebbe —but Demer
crats are as wicked as the Borgies. If they
git inter power the country will all go ter
nothiu', the mack'rel fishery be sp'ilt, and
the Pope of Home will grab us all under
his thumb: the minister says so. Joe's a
respectable Republican, at lea.-t. He was
kinder makin' up ter ilaria Antinctte Spur
lin' when you got home."
"Well, he'd better stick to Maria Anti
nette. There's no reason why he shouldn't
because he coires over here of an evening
sometimes. He likes to sing, a-d Maria
Antinette hasn't got an instrument, and I
have; that's most likely one thing that
takes him here so much. But, mercy sake,
Sabrinv, I won't condescend to talk any
moro about. As if a woman of my age—
thirty-five my last birthday—hadn't got
judgment enough to know what's suitable
in the way of friends without anybody's in
terference! And I must say I never heard
such nonsense talked about politics, nor
met so much politics in my whole life, as 1
have since I camo back to Swan's Island.
If the Pope of Rome was to grab this
place, he'd drop it quick enough, there's
no doubt about that; and I reckon there's
some cracks and damages in the ship of
state whichever party sails it. Both
parties are wicked enough. They both
say, like those plaguey patent-medicine
men, take my pills and you'll be all right,
and offer a han'somc chromo as a reward
into the bargain. Joe Neally expects to
get the light because he turned Republi
can a year ago. That's his chromo."
'•Why, Mary Olive. I should think 'twas
plain ernough which side was right. All
the ministers and deacons is Kepublikins,
'cepting Deacon Goodwin, and he's a dret
ful queer Christian —goes trampiu' and
sailin' all over the country on the Sabbath
day if he happens ter take a notion."
"I don't care anything about his politics,
but he's worth all the rest of the island put
together. I don't sees how he stands such
a narrow-minded set as he has to deal
with."
"Oh, dear! dear! dear! It 'pears to me
you must be crazy. 1 reely believe you're
a Demercrat too. Jotham, he ain't real
strong on the right side neither. He don't
want ter set in the store and argify uor
nothin'. An'you a perfessor, Mary Olive!
What would Eldet Wright say? He—"
This conversation was interrupted by the
entrance of Joe Neally, who brought some
thing in a basket, which ho handed to
Mary Olive with a smile.
"Why, it's a setting of ducks' eggs!" she
said, lifting the cover. "'Twas real good
iu you, Jog, but I diiki t expect yon t»> go
and get 'eiu just because I said 1 wanted
'em. I was calculating to go over to the
Point to-morrow aud get some. And if
here isn't Ben with ducks' eggs too!" she
proceeded, as the door again opened aud
another man with a basket appeared ou the
threshold. "Y'ou're both as kind as kind
can be. I don't know what I shall do
without you two good neighbors when I go
aw a} - from the island."
Both men looked glum, and then glared
at each other.
"You don't say you're goin' to leave us,
Mary Olivet" said Joe. pulling at his sandy
whiskers.
"Not till Sabriny gets real smart again;
not this summer, or I shouldn't be setting
hens. But of course I ain't going to stay
here for good. What is there for me to do
on Swan's Island?"
"I got some I'ekin ducks' eggs for you,
Mary Olive. Tbey say you can bring 'em
up 'bout as jou would chickens, with
skursely any water, and I thought they'd
be just the thing for you, as tho pond is a
consid'ablo distance oil'," said Ben, who
would not acknowledge Joe's surly nod of
greeting.
"Pooh! 1 dou't fake no stock in them
kind o* ducks," remarked Joe, scornfully.
"Ducks must have plenty o' water. They
take to it as natural as life."
"Just as natural as some folks take to
lyin' and connivin' in all kind of underhand
ways to cheat other folks out of their
dues," said Ben, his blue eyes flashing
with wrath and contempt.
Joe started up in a towering rage.
"What do you mean?" ho cried "I—"
"There!" said Mary Olive, interrupting
him. "If you and Ben are going to quarrel
here, I'll never speak to either of you
again. Sit down, Joe, and don't be such a
goose. I'm ashamed of you, Ben. Why
can't you bo friends? Vou used to be, I'm
sure; and such old neighbors too."
"I ain't a-goin' to have my houso a scene
o' condention and quorlin', nohow," piped
Mrs. Jotham. "It wa'n't never sech a
place, and never will bo if I ken help it."
"Beg pardon," said Ben. promptly. "I
hadn't ought to have said whnt I did, 1
know, but there's a limit to a man's endur
ance sometimes."
"Ben thinks I'm trying to cheat him out
of his dues because the folks about here
think I'd ought ter have the light," said
Joe, with a sneer.
"Prineerpnl is princerpul, unil the right
eous party is iu power," said Mrs. Jotham,
with closed eyes, as she swayed to and fso
in her splint rocker, "liis father 'd orter
died last year afore the Democrats went
out, if Ben'd wanted ter keep the place."'
"Xevermind Sabriny, Ben. She always
feels obliged to testify to her polities as
well as to her religion," said Mary Olive,
looking half alarmed, half amused.
People did not generally mind Sabriny
very much. Hen hardly knew what she
had said, lie was regarding Joe with a
look of most intense disgust.
"That's a strange way to put it," he
said. "The people round here want you
to have the light, and you're so mighty
obliging as to resort to lyin' and cheatin"
iu order to get it. I won't say any more,
Mary Olive. I won't demean myself to
talk with him about it, anyhow."
"Can't we have some music, Mary
Olive?" said Joe, ignoring his angry rival.
"That new piece we sang last Saturday
night has been a-runuiu' in my head ever
since. That was a handsome tune and no
mistake."
"Yes: but let us- have some of the old
tunes. If Ben brought his flute, he'll play
an accompaniment."
"I brought my flute, but I'd rather not
play under the circumstances, if you'll ex
cuse me, Mary Olive," said Ben.
"There, somebody's a-comin' up the
walk. P'r'aps it's Jotham," said Mrs.
Jotham, rising to open the door. "Lor',
no; 'tis Aleck Clark!" as a toll, stalwart
young fellow appeared on ttye threshold.
"Do, folks?" said the new-comer. "Any |
news sence I've been goue?"
"Not tha» 1 know of. Take a .-cat. j
Aleck.'' said Mary Olive. "1 h(-pc you've
had good luck. "
"Tollable, thank ye; but I've seen a big- j
ger load of mack rd brought in 'fore now.
I shouldn't ba' come in so soon but my
boat's kinder giv' out. She ain't nothiu'
moro'n uailsick, though. But 1 can't stop.
I come after Joe. I brought over a friend
of his. Nat Junes, from Greatport. He's
got some bu.-iue?s oa baud that he wants
to see Joe about."
"Well, I s'pose I must be goin', then."
said Joe. "Where'd you leave the boat.
Aleckf"
"Sorry to have you leave so soon," said
Mary Olive; but there was an amused
twinkle in her eyes at hi.- very evident re
luctance to take bis departure and the
quick furtive glanco of hatred which he be
stowed on Bon. as it the unfortunate cir
cumstance had been of his especial plan
ning.
"1 hope we sha n't be cheated out of our
music the next time I come over," he said,
still lingering 011 the threshold, while the
somewhat impatient Aleck, who had
already said good-night, waited outside.
"Come, Joe," he ventured at length;
"Nat's a-waitin', you know, aud he won't
know what's become of me."
"Well. I guess nobody will be stuuded
if he waits awhile lojjrer. He ain't afraid
of the dark, is he!"
When the door linally closed upon hiiu
conversation rather lagged. Mrs Jotham
was grim and severe, bnt very sleepy. A
loose board in tho floor complained dole
fully under her slowly swaying rocker.
The fire fell into a pile of scarlet coals, and
left the large room with one faint lamp iu
semi-darkness M&ry Olive scarcely moved
her knitting-needles. Ben sat. with eyes
fixed upon the floor, in a most dejected
attitude. Mrs. Jotham's knitting work fell
to the floor.
"She's asleep, ain't she?'' remarked Ben
with a nod in the direction of the now sta
tionary rocker.
"Oh, Lor', yes. She's usuall}' pretty
sleepy evenings you know."
"Well, as long's proverdence has taken
away Joe Neally for an hour or so, and
has shut Mis' Jotham'.-, eyes at the same
time, I'm going to sa}- something to you
Mary Olive, lor goodness knows when I
can get another chance. I know 'tasn't
any use. Joe's a great deal better match
than I am, as far as property goes,and you
'pear to like him cousid'rable well: but I'm
going to have it out anyhow, and if there
ain't the least hope for me, I want
you to say so. I keep a-saying so to my
self all the time, but—"
"Oh, dear me, Ben!" interupted Mary
Olive, "why will you be so foolish? Why
do you take it for granted that there's got
to be a match in the question, because I'm
friendly with you and Joe, aud accept
neighborly kindnesses from both of you?
I haven't the least idea of taking either of
you, or of getting married at all, as far's
that goes. I'm a good deal better off as I
am. All old maid won't put up with the
contrary dispositions of men.aud all trying
ways and notions, jest for tho sake of get
ting married, as a silly girl will."
"I s'pose I am contrary and trying,"
said Ben, meekly; "but I worship the very
ground you walk ou, Mary Olive. I did
before you ever left the island; but I was
a dreadful bashful, shilly-shalling idiot,
and you never dropped your eyes and was
sheepish aud quiet, like the other girls, to
give a feller a chance to speak."
"I guess you wasn't in a very desperate
state, Ben, or you would have dropped
over to Greatport to see me now and then,
or written to me or something. Vou was
in the place'lots of times while I was
there, and I never laid eyes on you, only
once or twico when 1 happened to meet
yon iu tho street. I was an awful homely
girl, and I don't suppose 'twas natural that
any man should really fall in love with
me."
"You was always a picture to me," said
Ben, simply; "but as for going to see yen
to Greatport, why 1 daresn't. You never
would ask me, in the first place, and when
I happened to meet you over there in tho
street, you were always so kind of pert
and off-hand, and dressed so nice, I didn't
feel as if I was anj-where."
Mary Olive colored deeply. "1 thought
if you wanted to see me, you could come
without asking," she said. "(jueer, 1
would have liked to have had a beau then.
All the other girls had them, but not one
came near me. Late years, when I've had
something else to think of, I 'pear to have
become a belle."
"You ain't going to have Joe, then!" in
quired Ben, anxiously.
"Why, didn't I just tell you, Ben, that I
diu't want to marry anybody?" sho an
swered, laughing.
"He thinks you favor him, I'm certain;
and I heard over t' the Point yesterday
that you was engaged."
"Never mind what he thinks. He hasn't
any reason to think anything. The folks
over to the Point must have something to
talk about, anyway."
Mrs. Jothain awoke with a start at this
point, and looking about her with some be
wilderment. remarked that she "shouldn't
wonder if Jothain got in that night, as
she had just been dreaming that a clair
voyant came in and told her he was a-eom
ing.''
Ben arose to take his leave,looking rath
er dismal.
"Yes, you're iu a hurry to go now. I
s'pose 'taint so interesting, now I've woke
up," said the drowsy lady, with unusual
vim.
"Sabriny Swan," said Mary Olive, "you
certainly arc not very interesting the little
time when you are awake late days."
Jotham did get in that night. tie ap
peared at the door soon after Ben took his
departure, filling the room with an odor
of saltwater, tar and fish.
"There!" said Mrs. Jotham. "I reckon
you'll begin ter b'lieve in my dreams bymc
by! What did I tell ye? *\ny luck. Jo
tham f"
"Tollable. Xot sich a great ketch, but
the fish sold well. I stopped to the store
on my way up. There's a sight there a
talking."
"Politics, of course. I do hope you
won't get political, Jothain." said Mary
Olive.
"Well, 'taint exactly polertics. .They're
a having it over 'bout the light. Joe, he's
detarmined to git it; and some folks say
'tain't 'coz he wants it ser much himself as
he wants ter git it away from Ben. He's
got a grudge agin him, ye see"—with a
meaning look at his sister—"but then, for
that matter, he alwas bed, and he's been
and got up a petition against his having it.
saying he ain't a suitable man, and how he
neglected his dooty."
"Neglected his duty?" exclaimed Mary
Olive. "Did Ben neglect his duty? I
wouldn't have believed that of him or any
of his family."
"I can't see't he did, and I declare it's a
mean shame, Democrat or no Democrat.
Ton wouldn't ketch me signing nothing
agin Beu. The minister, he seems ter rnn
of an idee it's an orful wicked party; but
Ben's a good feller, whatever ticket he
votes, I say: and he was a doing his dooty.
and more'd a-d9ing his dooty, when he
caved that crew of ucu from drownditt/,
if the light wa* five minute* law.
"I never heard anything about that.
When wa- it that Ik saved the crewJ
"Why. 'twas nisib six months ago, jeit
ai'tur the old man died. An *ll -tired storm
came on in the morning, aud the i.<
Juhi w.u wracked jest outside Black >
Pint on them blarsted rocks. All the
other men was skairt to go to the ro»cne,
aud Ben h.- never thought nothing bon!
the lamp, but risked his own life and saved
lour men. There wa» >:x in all, bnt two
was lost overboard before be got to eiu. j
Klmiry, she alwus lit the lamp iu the old
man's time if he happened ter be behind
hand, but she was so took up with the
wrack, and so scairt about Hen oat ou : ich
a tough sea, that .-he clean forgot, anu
was just a little mite late. All the othei
lights wus lit, ye see, and the wrack warn t
in the wake of this, nohow. Besides, the
fog wus a-clearing up. aud there warn't no
need of a light, as I see."
"And they say Ben neglected bis dot)?''
• Joe does: and he's Kinder persuaded
some other folks that he did too. 'specially
folks that didn't know nothing o' the sar
cnn'.stance. He's got a number of names
on his paper outside tho island, and all
round about. Most of tho island folks
wants Joe ter have it. 'coz they're pooty
near all got sound Republicans, the minis
ter said ser much; but a good many are
honest er.ongh not ter sign that pertition"
If Joe comes ter mo with it. 1 shall tell
him what I thi'.ik pooty plain. He's ago
iug to Washington himself with it, they
say."
"I can't find words to say waat my 'pin
ion is of Joe Neally if that's what he's up
to," said Mary Olive, with ila-hing eyes.as
she hurried off to her ow:i room.
'•Massy sakes!" said Mrs. Jothain. "You
don't s'pose she means ter bev Ben. after
all.' Mary Olive was alwus jest so bigert
ed. But princerpul is princerpul."
Mary Olive closed her door with a bang,
and seating herself on the bed, began to
think. "I ain't in love with Ben, I know
1 ain't, but I hate such injustice, and I'm
going to do something about it 1113-aclf, no
matter what folks think or say, as there's
nobody else that seems to caro enough
about right and wrong on this miserable
political island. So Joe's going to Wash
ington with his petition, is he? Well,
somebody might make haste and get there
ahead of him, and carry the truth to head
quarters; and if thero is any justice in the
world, why, the truth would prevail.
What's politics got to do with keeping a
light, I should liko to know.' 1 always
wanted to go to Washington myself; I al
ways meant to. I've got the money now
and my new black dress would do to wear.
It ain't just the time of year 1 should'a
chosen for the trip, bnt then—"
And before she blew out her caudle and
settled herse'ffor repose, Mary Olive had
a plan in her mind which would have amaz
ed the whole island. When she awoke in
the morning it fl ashed at once into her
mind.
"There. I've slept on it," she said to her
self, "and I ain't altered my mind: but no
body but Deacon Goodwin must know the
least thing about it. He can keep a secret,
and he'll be glad to help, I'll warrant. I
shouldn't wonder if some other folks could
get up a petition too, as well's Joe. But
if Sabriny, or even Jotham, gets hold of it.
everything will be spoilt. They're both of
'em leaky. Jotham always was kind of
simple, poor soul: and as for Sabriny—"
She bustled about her household affairs
as usual until after dinner. It was a breezy
morning. Jotham was preparing for an
other fishing cruise. Sabriny had a touch
of "neuroligy," and was smoking to cure
it. The bay was filled with scudding sails,
and up at the light-house, which she could
see from tho kitchen door, Ben was polish
ing the windows of the tower. Mary Olive
watched his motions for a few moments,
then turned quickly away.
'•I know I can't prevent folks from call
ing me a fool, but I can and will prevent
myself from being one," she said, half
aloud. "Heads orter harden after bump
iug against the world for thirty-five year.-',
but anyhow I'm going to start on a journey
to-morrow."
The children were on their was to school
before she broached the subject.
"Where in the world air you a-goin',
Mary Olive?" asked Mrs. Jot ham, on being
informed of the proposed journey.
"Well, I'm going to Boston, in the first
place,and maybe I .-hall go about consider
able before T get home, if you can get
along with what help Israel's Phebe can
give you for a week or ten days."
"Oh, I cau put up with her for a spell.
She's tollable smart, if she didn't waste
soap so awful. 'Pears to me you started
up dretful sudden, though."
"That's the way I like to do. If I wait
and think of it a while, I sha'n't enjoy it
half so much. I shall start to-morrow, and
this afternoon I'll go over to Israel's and
speak to Phebe."
She not only went to engago Israel's
Phebe that afternoon, but had a long and
apparently satisfactory interview with
Deacon Goodwin, who lived over at the
Point, and who met her at tho wharf in
Greatport the next noon, when she em
barked on the Boston boat.
The next day Joe Neally went .off in the
same direction, and the whole island was
alive with the report that ho was going to
join her in the city, and they were to be
married.
One week from that date Ben was agree
ably surprised to receive from Washington,
duly signed and sealed, his appointment as
keeper of Swan's I sland Light. The out
raged Republicans all collected iu the store
that night to give vent to their indignation
and amazement. What was tho world
coming to when a Republican government
appointed a man of another party to keep
a light? "The whole country had a right
to be fairly stnnded," old Captain Spurling
said.
And great was the disappointment when
Mary Olive returned alone two days before
Joe made his appearance, though there
was some excitement in wondering where
she had been, and what had been her
errand. Perhaps She had bought her wed
ding outfit. When Joe appeared there
was more to talk about.
"llow'n under the sun did lieu git thet
'pintuiuntf' his followers inquired of him.
"Didn't he go on ter Wasliin'ton with thet
petition himself, |n' wouldn't thet fetch
'em?"
"Xo, 'twouldn't fetch nothin', because
Mary Olive Swan got there ahead o' uus
with another petition, 'n' a great park rf
lies into the bargain. She's the slyest '11"
the bra/enest woman I even see. She
thought nobody 'd find her ou'„, but I
tracked her, 'n' met her in tho station to
Boston comin' back, 'n' cast it. in her face,
'n' she couldn't deny it. She said she
didn't care nothin' particklar about Ben,
only to esteem him as a friend, but sh 1
wanted ter see justice done."
"She don't care nothin' particklar 'bout
him, hey? Porty strong leaniu' towards
jesticc. I should say. Hard on you. Joe.
We all thought you was the favored one."
"Favored one?"—with an ait of intense
scorn. "Maty Olive 'n' I have been good
friends enough, we used ter play together
when we was children, but as fur marryiu"-
no tick bold, contrivin' oli| waids fur ujp''
A general faugh and doubtful liM.ks fol
lowed this statement.
"Vou're a tarsal critter. Joe, if you bo a
'Publican.'' said CapLliu Timothy Drew,
w was a frrtijiieiit caller at Jothuiu
Swan's and knew the -tale of affair*.
Ile;> kept air ay front the store, bat he
heard the v. hoie _ »tory. vf eonne. The
plac« rati;,- with it. 1* got over to the
other island, it wan even talked of over at
Gnu I port: aod .JUIC aggravating scribbler
sent au altered and highly romantic ac
count of it to the eouuty {taper. Jot ham's
front lock, the one which ho always
twitched whenever he was augry or excit
ed, had grown so thin and ragged that he
wa.-> strangely altered in r.ppearaoce, and
Mrs. Jotham was so overcome that she
took to her bod. As for Alary Olive, she
only remained ou the island one night.
Israel's i'hebe was doing remarkably well
as help, and she thought it a good time to
make a long-promised visit to relatives in
Greatport. One outing made her long for
another, she said.
At the end of three weeks she was back
again, and on the evening of her return
Ben cauie strolling down irom the hill to
see her.
"flow's the ducks douriahin'/" he inquir
ed of Mary Olive, who was standing in the
open doorway.
"Well, I declare. I'd forgotten to ask
after 'em myself. I left 'em in care of
Joey," she said. "I've been a considerable
distance since I saw yon last, as you know,
of course, who doesn't know it? lSut, Ben
Spurliug, dou't you go and think that—
that I was in love with you because 1 went
to get ahead of Joe N cully iu that light
business. I wasn't any such thing, but I
was awfnl mad lo see such injustice done,
and I hopped right up and off on the
impulse of the moment, and I'm glad 1
did. I'd 'a' done it for old Cap'n Timothy
I>rew under the same circumstances. 1
never knew tiil afterward that—l liked
you"—with a sudden rush of color into her
fair plump cheeks.
"I never indulged in any such notion.
Twas just like you. Mary Olive: just a.-
you was when you was a little girl,'' said
Ben, vehementlv.
"Well, but, you set*. I should have to
marry you now anyway; that is. if you
were of the same mind. Folks never 'd
get tired of talking about it if I didn't; if I
do, they'll quiet olf iu a little while, may
be. Isut I aiu't going to livo on this
island. Ben, though I love the place. It's
too political. You'll have to give up the
light house or me. after all."
',Well," said Ben, with his face aglow,
• I'm 'taotacd to the light, but I'm 'taehed
to you a good deal more. Father 'n'
mother both 'oein' sick so long. I've been
obliged to stay hero so fur, with now and
then a little run o' coastin', so I haven't
laid up any capital to start out in any kind
o' business with: but I calculate I could
support you tollable well a-coastin'. Oh!
Mary Olive, if you 110 like me—
"Don't talk about coasting, Ben. To
tell you the truth, Uucle Bubo left me a
little money. I've got 'most four thousand
dollars in all. It'# a wonder I've been
able to keep it a secret: but 1 have, so far.
Jotham and Sabriny don't suspect it, and
what do you say to our setting up a store
over to Greatport?"
But, after all, the pair began house
keeping at the light-house. It was evident
that Ben had a great many friends on the
island still iu spite of his politics, and
Mary Olive made haste to have a charming
little cottage built adjoining the old one at
the foot ol the light, surrounded by a
flower-garden that was the wonder of the
town.
"Cupid appears to be uncommonly live
ly over here on Swan's Island; laughs at
politics as well as at locksmiths." said the
captain of the supply boat, as he landed
with his cargo of oil for the light, to old
Captain Hardy, who was loungiug on the
wharf.
"Coopidf Yes, Coopid is kinder beatin'
down polertics, as 'twere. Mariar Anti
netts Spurlin' giv' Joe Neatly the mitten
t'other day, 'n' is goin' ter marry Ban
Thomas the Pcmercratic repersentitive
from Western Harbor over yonder. I'm a
'Publ'kiu myself; but. Lor', there's jest as
good Demeicrats as there is 'Publikius, 'n'
there's jest as good 'Publikins as there is
Deniercrats, 'n' that's the long 'u' short of
if.. The folks about here is a-beginnin' ter
find it out, too, in spite of all the stump
speaking there's been about, 'n' the minis
ter ser drctful onesided."—Snsen Hartley
in Ilnrper" Weekly.
Poison-Ivy and Sumach.
Four things need to be committed to
memory to iusure safety against our poison
ivy and sumachs:
First. The three-leaved ivy is dangerous.
Second. The live-leaved is harmless.
Third. The poison-sumachs have white
berries.
Fourth. No red-berried sumach is
poisonous.
Both the poison-ivy ami poison-sumach,
though unlike iu appearauce of foliage,
have similar white berries growing in small
slender clusters from the axils of the
leaves. Iu all other sumachs the berries
are red and in close bunches at the end of
the branches, and far from being dan
gerous, yield a frosty-looking acid which is
most agreeable to tho taste, and 'whole
some withal. With these simple precepts
lixed iu tho mind, no one need fear the
dangers of the thickets. N'or need any one
repeat the hazardous exploit of two young
ladies whotn 1 know, one of whom, as a
committeo on church decoration in a
couutry town, brought her arms full of the
scarlet autumn branches of the venomous
sumach; while the other ouco sent the
wiiter a really beautiful group of earofully
arranged rare grasses and mosses generous
ly decked with the whito berries of the
poison-ivy. Both of these rash maidens. I
belivc, paid tho severe penalty of their
botanical innocence.
Y/hy She Wept.
A t his lecture on - Ministers aud Preach
ers" Br. Andrews told some amusing stor
ies of ruinisters ol the past. One about Or.
Jetiir was especially good. Dr. Jeter.when
he 'jeciime worked up in preaching and
wai most eloquont, had a habit of putting
a -ivhina into his voice which as near re
sembled tears in his voice as possible.
Once wluen the tears were especially strong
during & .sermon the good old doctor no
ticed a lady weeping in the audience. A;
soon as the services were over he hastened
to overtake her and ask her what part o;
the di vine woTd touched her to tears.
"T wasn't tlia*," *aid the lady.
1 "Uave you ha«l some deep affliction i"
losing family friends then? asked the doc
tor.
•Twe sn't that, neither," said the lady.
"We 11, what was it then?' asked the doc
tor. .
■W.ell, doctor, we had a mule, and il
was % good one, too. We all liked that
mule, and he died, and while you were
preart ing vonr voice sounded so much
like tl at mule's that I couldn't help cry
ing"
"W heu the inaid of Interior Africa
| i'r oe« visiting here-and there.
It il ever bothers her iu the lea.-t
I a»\f she bat nothing to wear.'
N0 38
How Uncle Jerry Went Back
on the Crowd.
Every boy of us in the village knew
I :;f-le Jerry Crawford. lie was a dried-up
old man. and never seemed to get toy
oiler, although always complaining. The
form of salutation was invariably this:
'•Hello! I'ncle Jerry!"
"Ya s, yass/'
'•flow yon feeling?"
Wretched, wretched, thank ye."
I've heard that at least one thousand
times, and .icver knew a" deviation but
one*.'. A drummer who used to come up
occasionally from St. Louis got on to it,
and one day when a dozen of u* sat on the
steps of the drug store Uncle Jerry was
spen coming up the street.
"Isu't that old Crawford?" asked the
drummer, as he shaded his eye with bis
hand.
"Yes."
"He's the man that always replies that
he's pretty well, praise Godf"
"oh, no. He's tho man who always
replies that he's wretched, wretched, thank
ye."
'•I may be mistaken, but I don't think
so."
"Of course you are."
"Well, 1 hato to giro in. I'll bet S2O
that when he comes up and you ask him
how he is he'll reply as I said."
There were seven of us there, and all we
could raise was $lO. Wc handed that out
enough, however, and it had been
covered when Uncle Jerry came along.
We were ou the grin as the drummer call
ed out:
'•Hello! Unelo Jerry!"
"Yass, yass!"
"How you feeling?"
"Pretty well, praise God!" replied Uncle
Jerry, as he passed on.
It was about two minutes before we
could get breath, and then the drummer
had gone with the stakes. An hour later I
asked Uncle Jerry what he meant by such
conduct, and he replied:
"Took me all day to learn it, and the
feller gin me two big dollars."
Things Best Left Undone.
Do not introduce yottr girl friend to the
gentleman visitor. Instead, say, "Miss
Brown, will you allow me to present Mr.
J ones J"
Do not talk especially to one person
when you have three or four visitors. Make
the conversation general.
Do not attempt to take care of any man's
overcoat —he has a vote and ought to be
able to look after his own clothes.
Do not ask people who they are in
mourning for. If you don't know, wait
until you find out, and in tho meantime
don't ask after tho members of the fami
ir-
Do not giggle when a smile would an
swer. and don't talk in a jesting way about
things that are holy to other people.
I)o not laugh at anybody's form of wor
ship—respect a toad praying to a mush
room.
Do not say the rules of etiquette are
nonsense. They are made up for your
comfort and mine, and arranged so that
the feelings of every human being are con
sidered.
Do not get into the babit of laaghing at
elderly people. It is not only unladylike,
bnt it is vulgar.
Do not think it is clever to find ont by
pumping, the private affairs of yonr friend.
There is no reason why you should lay
bare her heart for an inquisitive flaw to
peck at.
Do not get into debt, but if you have
been guilty, deny yourself everything pos
sible that you may be free once more.
Do not believe that all theso don'ts are
not spoken to you in the kindest manner as
from girl to girl, but one has to suffer and
make mistakes for one's self to find out
into just what pitfalls one is apt to tumble.
Laities' Home Journal.
He was All Right.
A man carefully ascended the steps of a
house on Second avenue a day or two ago,
and turned the handle of the door as if ho
expected to walk right in. It was locked,
and he softly rang the bell.
The door was opened a couple of inches,
and a female voico demand:
''Selling sewing machines."
"No."
"llugs or clockst"
• No."
'•Pictures or brackets?"
•So."
••Want to insure met"
"No."
"Collecting for somebody?"
"No."
"Want a contribution for some asylum!'
"No."
"Belong to the gas or water officet"
"No."
• Wan t me to take a newspaper on
trial!"
"No."
"You are not a peddler?"
"No."
"Nor a tramp?"
"No."
"Well, what on earth do want?
"One of the neighbors said your husband
was dying, and that he d be glad to ha\ 0 a
spiritual advisor." -
"Is that all! Why didn't you say bo at
first, instead of scaring me half to death
for fear you were alter the furniture, which
isn't quite paid for? Come it.'
He Got a Contract.
Arguing advertising the other day with
one of tbo brightest of Eastern manufac
turers 1 had just commenced to train my
skirmish batteries upon him, when, like
Davy Crockett's coon, "he came down be
fore I could shoot," says a contributor to
the JewelerS Weekly. He had more to a&y
in favor of advertising than I had, but I of
course gave him up as lost, lor as a sales
man recognizes a non-buyer, wen e
latter praises his goods, so I at once sur
mised that our Eastern fnend was not
prepared just then to give an advertise
ment Bat he told a good story which
ought to go on record. An advertising
agent called upon the head of an old and.
prominent firm. That gentleman received
him politely, but informed him that hiß
bouse had no occasion whatever fpr adver
tising, as it was well-known and had done
all the advertising that was requisite in its
earlier days.
••Indeed!'' responded the agent. ko
you think that your advertising in earl l ®
days is sufficient to carry you along now
"I do," was the confident reply.
•Will you kindly tell me the name of tM
Vice Presidential candidate on the Repub
lican ticket the election before last?
The big man scratched hn he *\
nff>ment. looked abashed, and rep 1
"Well, no, I can't."
-Do you know of any man who
better advertised at that time?
The agent left the btore with a contract
in his pocket.
—No excuse can be offered for the Balti
more man who has been arrested for hug
ging a minister's wife. Even the plea
that he was merely embracing religiop
won't go.