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SAVED FROM THE WRECK.
ABWKET-FACED woman find n
Bweet-fuceil child are waudorhiK
among the shipping docks of the grcnt
city. The woman Is plninly drewtctl,but
evidently In her best nttlre, and there Is
n touch of gentility In her finery, In the
reul luce collar, rcllo of better dnyd per
Imps, the pearl ear-rings nnd tho neat
gloves. The child Is neatly dressed too,
and as she clasps the woman's hand
looks love at her guardian. But the wo
man's face Is not at Its best now there
is an anguished expression upon It., a
careworn look, and a. faint wrinkle upon
the pale forehead that ages her and les
sens the charm of her features.
Hho Is Inquiring of the dock men, of
the stevedores,nnd of loungers about the
wharves, whether the brig "Good Luck"
has come In. She always receives the
same reply to her eager question, and
that reply Is that the brig " Good Luck"
has not come In ; but that this same
brig " Good Luck" has been loBt n
month ago, dashed on a Ico shore and
ground to pieces by the sea, and will
never come In never nevermore.
If they told her, she wouldn't believe
them, for this woman nnd herchlldhnve
supreme faith feel as sure as God rules
that the brig "Good Luck" will come
In, nnd come In soon, with cargo and
crew, though they hnve been asking the
same question, and praying the same
prayer for many and many a day.
Then she goes across the street and
winds her way among the bales and
boxes and passing carts, and through all
the hubbub and bustle of the wharf, and
climbs a flight of stairs to where the
brig's owners have their ofllees. They
are used to seeing her. They smiio sadly
when sho enters with the child, and
look significantly nt one another ns
much as to say, "poor thing 1 she's mad.
No wonder, no wonder I"
Mad 1 Yes, she Is as mad with " hope
deferred," with anxiety to meet her hus
band, Caleb Belter, master of the brig
"Good Luck" to meet the master of
the brig, her husband and the father of
this child. God of Heaven, why does he
stay away from her so long '
" Is the 'Good Luck' in yet V" she asks
of . a clerk.
" Not yet, nm'ani."
"She's expected, of course, to-day V"
" There's a vessel coming in now. I
see the tall masts. Look ! look 1" point
ing out of the olllce window to the river
front. "Maybe that's it 1 Ellle, deur,
look 1 there's futher's vessel, with father
on board I"
The child clasps her little hands at the
" Sorry to say that ain't It, ma'am,"
says the clerk relaxing into his calcula
tions, and paying no more attention to
She stares out of the window at the
approaching vessel drawn by a tug, and
then with a blank look upon her face
and a moan that Is so heart-rending
" No,Ellle, no ! That Is not the ' Good
Luck.' I see the figurehead ; the flgure-
head of the ' Good Luck' is an nngel a
white and gold angel. No! no! that
But pnpa will come home soon,won't
he, mamma V" whispers the child.
Yes, yes, yes ! To-day, my darling,
Old Mr. Tawinun, who is the head of
the establishment here, now comes from
behind his desk and approaching the
woman, says in a kindly tone :
" Mrs. Belter, sit down ; make your
self comfortable as you cnu in a dingy
office like this. Here, little one, come
here; give me a kiss. A bright, pretly
little dear, Mrs. Selter,"
" She looks pale," said the mother.
" She is tired she has been walking
" Mamma, I don't mind walking to
find father. I am not tired."
The old gentleman sits down and lifts
the little girl on his knee and kisses her.
She winds her arms about his neck
and exclaims :
"You'lllell my papa to come soon
" Yes, dear."
It was the habit of this firm to pay a
sort of pension monthly to the widows
of captains who were lost in their ser
vice. It was not much of a stipend, be
ing only half pay, but it was certainly a
blessing in very many cases. Mrs. Selter
had always received her husband's mon
ey here, while he was at sea, or It was
sent to her when she was sick or the
. weather bad.
" Ah, Mr. Tawman.I'm sure the 'Good
Luck' will be in to-day ?" ,
" Certainly It will ! What's to hinder
it?" he answers.
He puts the child down and goes over
to hib desk, and unlocking a drawer he
takes out an account book and begins
writing a receipt. Then he goes over
into the cashier's room. While he is
there the telegraph clerk calls him over.
Click ollcklty click! goes the maglo
instrument, repealing its dot and dash
" Hear that V" snys the operator.
." That's news Tor you!" The proprietor
could rend every word by its sound.
" It's a messogo from God," says Mr.
Tawmnn, reverently. "I must not tell
He comes back to whero tho woman
is sitting, his face flushed with emotion
some strange excitement. He throws
into her lap a bundle of bank notes.
" There Mrs. Sc!tci-,now go home. Take
a car at the door."
"Oh! I'm not tired. And I should
like to be hero when the brig comes in.
But I thank you so much, so much."
" Hero little one," says the good
hearted Tawman, " here's something for
you to buy candles," He puts into her
tiny outstretched palm a bright quarter
of.n dollar, and laughs at the wonder
and delight of the little recipient.
" I'll keep this for my pnpa."
Poor llttlo thing she .is weary unto
sleep. She cuddle; herself in the big
chair nnd sinks into slumber In an in
stant. "Now, Mrs. Selter, you've hud no
dinner," says Tawman.
V Oh, yes sir."
" Yesterday, perhaps, but I mean to
day. Go down witli Mr. Tclton here,
our young man, and get something to
eat. You see, we have nrrungements
here for the comfort of our clerks. We
give them a hot dinner, and a good din
ner too. There's nobody there now.
Everybody's dined. Go down there and
ask the waiter, George," addressing Mr.
I'd ton, whom he had summoned, " to
give this good lady a cup of tea and a
piece of toast, some chicken, and nil
that." Then pnuslug a moment, as if
propriety and his philanthropy are
struggling for mastery in his mind :
" No, no, George. Tell Henderson to
send the dinner up into my room there
that's better !" Tho young man leavcB
the room. Then Mr. Tawman enters
the office again nnd consults the tele
" Bend this message at once, Mr. Lind
lay, if you please." He writes some
thing and tho operator clicks it oiT nt
once. It's a long message, a very long
message indeed, butthe President's mes
sage is not so Important, so Interesting,
to those whom it concerns.
Then by the time the message is sent,
the dinner Is ready in Mr. Tawman's
private office, when Mrs. Selter partakes
hof it, and docs not think proper to wak
en the weary child, that she may eat
Then Mr. Tawman Bays : " Now,you
had better go. I'll see to tho child ; I'll
bring the little girl up with me to
night." " No, no ! " "exclaims tho mother. " I
must have my Ellle with me alwnys,sir!
You are bo very good, though, sir so
very good ! And there is no news of
the 'Good Luck V "
" Not a word, I'm sorry to say."
" It can't be possible. The brig must
come in to-dny."
" I'm sure I hopeso,wlth nil my heart
aid soul, Mrs. Belter."
" I know you do," she responds, with
" Now go. I'm sorry you have to
waken the child, but I suppose you can
not help it."
"Come, Ellle," says the mother,
touching her lightly on the shoulder.
The child, with a start, awakes and
cries, " Is It my papa ? Dear, dear
Then, seeing her disappointment, she
burst into tears.
" Don't cry, dear don't cry. The brig
will come In the brig will come in !
Don't cry !" the good old man speaks
soothingly to the sobbing child ; and the
mother, catching her hand, walks slow
ly and sadly away, followed by Mr. Taw
man, who lifts the little girl down the'
stalrs,and helps both her and her mother
into a car.
The next morning the woman is again
loitering about the wharves with tho
same agonized Inquiry. She again puts
the question to the wharfmen.and again
receives only the same answer. Then,
as before, she seeks the office of the brig
owners, still accompanied by her little
girl, and asks :
" Has the 'Good Luck' come in yet "
" Not yet, ma'am."
She sighs and looks out of the window
at the shipping;- She says she will wait
for Tawman, and sits down.
When Mr. Tawman comes in, as usual
he greets her very kln-liy and kisses the
little girl, and says:
" I'm sorry the brig isn't in yet."
" Will it be In to-day V"
" I hope so. And he goes behind his
desk and looks over his letters. He has
not been long engaged in his correspond
ence, when a scream from the woman
She has risen and is pointing excitedly
out of the window.
" Here is a ship coming in look !
" That's not it," says a clerk. "That's
" Oh,no !" adds Mr. Tawman. "That's
not the 'Good Luck.'"
"It 1st It is I" She darts from the
office dragging the child after her, runs
across the crowded street, across the
bustling wharf out to the very edge of
, Mr. Tawman rushes to the window,
opens It and calls to her. To no purpose
however. All the clerks cluster about
the window to watch her.
" The woman is mad," says one.
" She's going to drown herself."
Tawmnn says quietly to the telegraph
"It's the 'Mary!'"
The schooner is being lowed up the
river by a tug. Sho Is making prepara
tions to anchor in the stream opposite
the wharf. All this time Mrs. Selter is
standing in the mltht of the crowd of
excited people, waving her handkerchief
and the little girl Is waving hers.
" Look ! look there ! There's a man
overboord!" cries one of the clerks. A
cry of alarm goes up from the wharf.
" Thunder !" exclaims Mr. Tawman,
thoroughly aroused. " Whut docs that
" He's swimming like a fish,"' says a
" He has lauded. Hark at the cheers."
"God of Mercy, look, look I" shouted
the operator. " Sho is hugging him so
Is the llttlo girl. It's Captain Selter!"
"Thank God!" exclaimed Tawman,
" and pray Heaven that she mny not
sink under the shock! Poor woman.
How she clings to the drenched man.
Then he puts on his hat and runs
down stairs like a boy and darts over to'
where husband, wife and child are,
united and happy. 1
" The 'Good Luck's' come In !"' yells
"Ah!" he exclaimed, shaking the
Captain by the hand and not caring for
the gaping and wondering crowd all
around him, "this is 'good luck' my
boy, isn't it, eh V Did you get my tele
When the man can speak he nnswers:
" I planned It all," chatters old Taw
man. " You see, I got a dispatch, yes
terday, from the Breakwater, saying that
Captain Selter had been picked up on a
raft by the schooner ' Mary,' bound in,
and that you were coming up by rail
from Lewes. I telegraphed back word
for you to come up in the schooner for a
certain purpose. The shock would have
been worse to her, If 1 hadn't. I told
her when I put her in the car yesterday,
that the brig would come In, and come
in It did. Over to the office, every one
of you, and after dinner and dry clothes
Cop., we'll have a talk about business.
And then the wife learned that the
day previous the firm had heard of the
shipwreck of their vessel, and that the
captain and crew were some of them
saved and were even then at the lower
Mr. Tawney feoring the effect on the
poor wife, had her husband arrived in
any manner except by vessel, had tele
graphed him to come up in the manner
he did. A happier woman or a moro
gratified little girl could not be found
than were Mrs. Selter and her little
Mary, as they sat at the dinner table
with the loved husband and father be
A Perplexed Judge.
A COLORED roustabout fell from a
steamer near New-Orleans recently
and was drowned. He left an estate of
$405 caslj, due him by the steamboat com
pany, and among tho many claimants
who appeared before Commissioner
South worth as the rightful heirs to this
munificent sum were two portly females
one of whom was followed by six small
sized children, and tho other by eight.
They took positions on the opposite sides
of the room and their broods gathered
about them. Then each of these females
took out a red bandanna handkerchief,
hid her face, and uttered a heart-rending
This exhibition of sadness and depres
sion was not without Its effect upon the
little ones, each of whom broke out into
a very unmelodious bellow. The com
missioner by this timebecameextremely
anxious to know something of his vis
itors and their business. After diligent
inquiry and between many groans and
moans, he was able to discover that they
both claimed to be the relict of the dead
roustabout, and that they both luid claim
to his estate. Here was a dilemma, in
deed, for the commissioner. Which of
the two women was the real widow 'i
He questioned them closely, and each
declared that she had been the wife of
the dead roustabout. At last the com
missioner gave up In despair. He could
not decide which was the one entitled to
the money. Then a happy thought
struck him. He remembered the Story
of Solomon and the two women claim
ing the same child. It came to him like
an inspiration, and he acted upon It im
mediately. He said to them; "I will
give this money to that one of you who
will go and search for the body of the
roustabout. His body has not yet been
discovered, and it may bo lying along
the shore near where he was lost. I will
furnish you with transportation to the
The female with six children dried her
tears immediately, and said that she
wouldn't go on such an expedition on
any account ; that she had no time, and
had enough to attend to at home. Tho
female with the eight children said that
she would go gladly, and tlAit she would
stay until she found the body of her dear
husband; that she would have gone be
fore only that sho had no money and no
way of going. The commissioner was
satisfied that he had found the true
relict of the roustabout, and without
further hesitation he handed the estate
over to the female who represented the
Selling Wife for Drinks.
Thomas Gilllgnn, a jovial young canal
boatman, familiarly known in Jersey
City as " Tommy Dodd," some years
ago became attached to a comely young
woman near Philllpsburg. She liked to
drink, and one day Gilllgan plied her
with liquor, and on the next morning
showed her a marriage certificate signed
by a Bockaway Justice of the Peace,
wherein their marriage was duly set
forth. " I don't remember anything
about it," she said; "I was drunk, I
confess, but if you say so, Tommy, it is
They lived together four years, during
which time two children were born, but
Gilllgan 's acts of cruelty compelled her
to seek advice and sympathy elsewhere.
In the heart of Jacob Meyers, a fellow
canal boatman, Mrs. Gilllgan found a
responsive chord, and she conceived a
strong attachment for him. Gilllgan
noticed it, and said : " A treat for all
hands around, Jake, and she is yours."
He jumped at the proposition, and after
spending $1.00 for drinks Jacob claimed
Mrs. Gilllgan as his own. Ever since
Gilllgan seems to have repented of his
bargain, and has made overtures to re
gain his wife, but failed.
On Monday last Gilllgan went to the
boat on which Jacob is at work, and de
manded his wife. Jacob knocked him
down, and laid open his scalp with a
piece of coal. Gilllgan had Meyers ar
rested and when arraigned before Police
Justice Davis in Jersey City last week,
the story was developed.
Justice Davis lined Meyers $10, and
sent him to jail for thirty doys. Mrs.
Gilllgan says that she is happy with
Meyers, aud will not desert him.
The Blacksmith was Capable of True Love.
Away back half a century ago there
lived In Lanesboro a rich old farmer.
Then as now rich old farmers were the
possessors of daughters and sons, and
the daughters somehow would have
beaux. In the same town lived an in
dustrious young blacksmith, who sought
the hand of the only daughter of the
rich old farmer, who, by tho way, held
higher hopes and aspirations for her, and
plainly told the young man that he "did
not think an anvil and a piano would
sound well together." The blacksmith
swallowed the rebuff, and, forestalling
Horace Greeley's advice by several years,
"went West." Meanwhile the daugh
ter had an unobjectionable suitor whom
she was allowed to marry. Ten years or
more she lived happily, when her hus
band died. Then came years of widow
hood and all the sorrows and trials the
word implies. A consoling and con solu
ble widower, however, happening along,
she was again married. Anotherdecade
of happy wedded life, and she was again
left a widow. It was then she returned
to the pudental roof ; and after a few
years her futher followed tho two hus
bands. Now was the first lover's oppor
tunity. Within the present year, the
young blacksmith, having nearly reach
ed the age of three-score and ten, while
on a visit to Eastern friends, learned the
situation, renewed his suit and was ac
cepted. And now there is only perfect
harmony in the " Anvil Chorus," in
which they both join.
Jeff White was one of the wealthiest
and di uukenest young man in Los Angeles,
Cal. Katy Harvey was beautiful, but she
belonged to a poor and wicked family, who
conceived that tliey might mend their for
tunes by inducing Jeff to marry ber.
Eaty did her best to fascinate Jeff, and
succeeded ; but Jeff was not inclined to
marry, aud bis bister influenced him as
much as she could tbe other way. The
Halve j 8 got him into their bouse, and
gave him wbukey and morphine for two
weeks. By that time be was at tbe point
of death, and consented to the marriage.
A willing Justice was found to perform tho
ceremony, but with bis arrival came MUs
White, determined to prevent it. Then
there was a scene of strife at the dying
man's bedside. Eaty took his band, and
tbe Justice began the ceremony. Then
Miss White pulled ber brother's band
away. In tbe midst of tbe confusion be
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VEGETI N E
IS MY FAMILY
I WISH NO OTHER.
Tr FHOViPENcf!, April 7, 1876.
Mr. It. B. Btkvenb Dear Blr ! When I was
about 8 years of age a humorbroke out upon me,
which my mother tried to cure by giving me herb
teas and all other such remedies as she knew of,
but It continued to grow worse, until finally she
consulted a physician and he said I had the salt
rheum, and doctoreo me for that complaint. Jle
relieved me some, but said I could not le perma
nently cured as the disease originated In the
blood. 1 remained a great sufferer or several
years.untll I heard of and consulted a physician,
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I did so, and he commenced healing up my sores
and succeeded In effecting an external cure, but
In a short time the disease appeared again In a
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and my friends thought I must soon die, when my
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After I had taken a few bottles It seemed to force
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