The New Bloomfield, Pa. times. (New Bloomfield, Pa.) 1877-188?, January 08, 1878, Image 1
0! p KM,, life g) sitelpi'Sl II mmm HWMillPfe VOL. XII. NEW BLOOMFIELD, PA., TUESDAY, JANUARY 8,1878. NO. 2. W f--iUf All " A.Vi THE TIMES. An Independent Family Newspaper, IS PU11M8UBD CVBltl TUKSOAT UT F. MOUTlMElt & CO. flUllSCniPTTON PlUl'E, (WITHIN TH COUNTY. One Yes- 91 ! Six Mont hi . 75 (OUT 0 TH t'JUNTT. One Year. (Pnstape included) II ffl Six Months. (Postage Ino mleil) Si Invariably In Advanoe I Kf Advertising rates furnished upon appli cation. How a Husband waa Won. " T AM SURE I could do Unit," said X May Perrian. She wns sitting on an Inverted starch box in the middle of the kitchen floor, her round chin In her hands, her dotted cambric dress tinned deftly up to pro tect it from bll possible contact with duet and dirt ; for Miss Perrlan spent a goodly part of her time in Hint identical kitchen. Mark I'errlan had been a well-to do merchant once, but unwarily allowing himself to be persuaded Into endorsing for a plausible vlllnln, he sank almost as if by magic into the Slough of Despond which men call poverty. lie was not a man of much courage or endurance, and consequently he gave up almost with out a struggle, took to his bed, and sent for a doctor. And May, his eldest daughter, was left in entire charge of a battalion of young children. Servants had be,en dis charged, the big house had been ex changed for a shabby little tenement In a side street, and all expenses were cur tailed as much ns possible. But May had all the spirit and ener gy that her father lacked, and this she , could have borne bravely enough had it not been for the ever-lncrensing heritage of petty debts that seemed to weigh her down. She was sitting on the starch box, with a grocer 'b bill In her hand, her pretty brows knltted.and her Hps pureed up in mute perplexity, when Annie Smith came in. Annie had been seamstress in the family when they had lived in the big house, and she had now been promoted to the position of general assistant in a fashionable millinery. She was taking home an order, and she could not resist stopping to exchange a greeting with her young mistress as she came by the door. "It's for Miss St. James," the said, "Just look, Miss such a love of a hat." Miss Perrlan turned the hat around In her hand, eyed the bunch of crushed roses, the cloudy folds of tulle, and the chrystal butterfly that quivered on a spiral wire on the top. 41 I'm sure I could do that," she said, 44 'Deed, miss, and I wish you had the chance," uttered sympathetic Annie. 41 For Miss Halwln is ill the best trim mer that madame has and we're dread ful hurried." 44 Could you get one or two for me to trim V It would be so nice if I could earn n little money when the children are at school." 44 I'll try, miss," said Annie. And the next night she camo nt dusk, with a mysterious paper box under her arm, and her face wreathed with smiles "There are two of 'cm, miss," said he 41 one chip and one luce, with the flowers und trimmings in a paper. And If they suit you can have plenty more to no. " May trimmed the huts to the best of her ability .studying over them as if they had been prize essays or cabinet paint ings, or anything else that required the deepest thought and the most careful manipulation, and Madame Denise went into ecstacles over them. 44 She shall trim Miss Laplace's hat, Smith," said she to the pleased little as sistant. 44 And tell her to do her very best." It was a piece of pink silk crape, with ribbons of the softest sunset hue, and a cluster of delicate spring honeysuckles, that Annie Smith brought round that eight to Miss Perrlan. 44 Miss Laplace is madame 'a best cus tomer," wild Bhe, with a pleased air of importance. May Perrlan waited until Dr. Llnds- ley had left her father's pick room Dr. Lindsley, whose gentle patience and uniform kindness filled her heart with the deepest gratitude, lie looked in as he passed the open sitting-room door. " Your father seems brighter tills morning, Miss Perrlan," said he. May's brown eyes sparkled. 14 1 am so glad," said she. 41 And I hope, doctor, in a few days to be able to pay you at least a portion of" 44 O, there's no hurry about that," in terrupted the doctor. 44 Time enough time enough." And the next instant. May Perrlan could hear his carriage wheels rattling down the street. With a sigh, she went to the cupboard where she had placed the half-trimmed hat. Hut as she did so a pallor overspread her fuce. Litter Mlrlan, the eight-year-old girl, had chanced to find her younger sisters playing with the bottle of cod liver oil which Dr. Lindsley had prescribed for Mr. Perrlan, and, to Insure its safety ,she had climbed into a chair, nnd put it in the safest place she could find, quite un conscious that the bottle had been crack ed by the children's play, and was oozing its liquid contents all over the shelf where, alas ! May had deposited the French crape and sunset-colored ribbon. May stood a second or two looking at it through a mist of tears, while her heart throbbed so that she could scarcely draw her breath. 44 What shall I do 5" she asked her- Belf. 44 1 will go to Miss Maplace at once and tell her the whole story. I will throw myself on her kindness and chari ty. The price of a hat like this is an in surmountable sum tome; to her It can be but a mere bagatelle. Surely she never can be cold and cruel to a sister woman." Miss Endora Laplace was in her pret ty drawing-room, when the page, with much social discretion, announced "a young person to Bee her." And May Perrlan followed his Intro. ducllon, and almost Instantaneously stood in the youug beauty's presence. 41 Miss Laplace," said she, 44 1 have been trimming a hat for you at Madame Deuise's order. Unfortunately, It is ruined." And she told the simple story. A dark frown gathered between Eudora 's brows. 41 And what do you expect me to do about it V' she said. 41 Of course, you must pay for the materials you have spoiled." 44 I'm very, very poor," said May Perrlan, with a quivering lip. 44 My father is ill, and-" 44 Oh yes, of course," peevishly inter rupted Miss Laplace. 44 You need not go on. I know the whole stereotyped story by heart. Do you suppose I can afford to buy costly materials to be ruined by every milliner's girl who chooses to be careless about them t You will pay for them of course." 44 Miss Laplace" 44 No more altercations, if you please,' said the arrogant beauty, tapping her foot sternly on the carpet. 44 You will pay for them. That settles it. I do not intend to be imposed upon by " "Miss Laplace." It was a deeper, more serious voice that interrupted her this time the voice of Dr. Lindsley," who parted the dra peries that divided the boudoir from the sleeping-room beyond. 44 Your voice is raised to a pitch that seriously interferes with the nerves of your sick sister." Eudoru Laplace colored, and shrank away with burning cheeks. Of nil liv. ing beings, she cared most for the opin ion of Dr. Luuncelot Lindsley and had she dreamed for a second that ho was listening to her, she would have mod erated her accents to quite a dift'ereu key. He advanced quietly Into the room, taking out his pocket-book as he did so. 44 Will you allow me to settle the amount in which Miss Perrlan is in debted to you V ' asked he. 44 Her father is a particular friend of mine, and" 44 O, doctor, it's not of the least conse quence," said Eudoru, in sugared tones 44 Then why didn't you say so to Miss Perrlan V" brusquely . demanded the physician. ' 44 It's all right, I'm sure, Miss Perrlan If that's your name," said Eudora. And May withdrew with burning cheeks and down cast eyes, murmuring a word or two of thanks to the doctor as she went. 4 Not married to Dr. Lindsley 1" cried out Eudora Laplace, just three months afterwards. 44 What I that milliner's girl?" But she's not a milliner's girl at all,' maliciously retorted Stephana, her slrf ter. 1 44 She's the daughter of a decayed gentleman, I'm told, very highly educa ted. And I tell you what, Eudora, you lost your chance the day you scolded her so about the hat, and he overheard you. It's your own temper that has done it, my dear." A SURPRISE PARTY. IN NOHTHEUN VERMONT that peculiar form of social outrage former ly known as a surprise party, but of late commonly called a Bulgarian atrocity, is still lamentably frequent. On a cold evening in the first week of last month Mr. Sawyer and his family were seated by their social hearth enjoying one another's society. Tiie clergyman was reading aloud the Bishop's pastoral let ter ; his wife was busily calculating how to cut up her husband's old overcoat, so as to Mipply him with a new waistcoat, herself with a new overskirt,and Master Sawyer with a new pair of trousers; while that excellent small boy was read ing the improving adventures of an eminent pirate, and wondering whether he would ever be aSle to emulate them. Not one of the family was prepared to receive visitors. Mr. Sawyer had on his. dressing-gown and slippers ; Mrs. Sawyer had let down her back hair to give freedom to her mental processe8,and Master Sawyer had temporarily slipped off ills trousers to supply his mother with a pattern, while he wrapped the hearth-rug about him. Suddenly, and without the least warning, more than four dozen people of all kinds and sexes, including men, women, reformers, and theological students, burst into the room, carrying cake and devastation with them. The marauders conducted them selves after the usunl custom of their kind. They conversed with one another with great hilarity, Ignoring the suffer ings of the clergyman and his wife. They spread their cake upon the table, and devouring it without plates, scattered the crumbs over the new cajpet. One young man, having luld a large piece of jelly cake on the sofa, subse quently Bat down on it, and Mrs. Saw yer felt that she would gladly join the Church of Rome on condition that the Lmedlroval tortures of the Inquisition should be revived and she herself delega ted to apply them to that particular young man. After having reduced the furniture to that Btute of grease that it was no lunger safe to sit down, the miscreants gathered around the piano and sang "What Shall the Harvest Be V Until Mr. Sawyer, mild as he was, regretted that he could not take a sharp scythe and reap an im mediate and bloody harvest. While these blood curdling outrages were In progress In the parlor, the good small boy kept himself carefully out of the room. He was not, however wasting his time In idle rage. He, too, heard the melodious Inquiries as to the har vest, and remarked to himself that they would find out all about the harvest. Meanwhile he was busily engaged in carrying pails of water and emptying them on the front step and along the walk leading from the front door to the gate. The night wus cold and the water froze rapidly. Under his admirable management the ice acquired an un usually smooth and slippery character, and when the work was thoroughly done the small boy retired to the second story front window and waited for the surprise party to break up. The moon was at its full, and shone brightly when the first pair of miscre nnU the young man who sat on tho Jelly-cake and a heavy young lady to whom he was affianced issued from the frontdoor and instantly sat down with tremendous emphasis. Close behind them came the rest of the raiders, who with one accord strewed themselves over the ground, until In some places they were collected three or four deep. The shrieks of the ladies and the stronger remarks of the' men filled the air. No soouer would a struggling wretch regain his feet than ho would sit again with re newed violence. The affrighted clergyman and his wife gazed with wonder nt the appalling spectacle, and the good small boy never ceased to sing 44 What Shall the Harvest Be?" at the very top of his lungs in terspersing that stirring hymn with a wild "whoop" whenever a particularly brilliant pair of stockings waved in the air. The ley pavement wns strewed with fragments of teeth, spectucles, coats, trousers and skirts, and Master Sawyer picked up enough of copper and Bllver change the next morning to enable him to buy twelve tickets to a raffle for a broken shot gun, and to subscribe hand somely to the missionary fund. Clergymen's Anecdotes. AT A recent gathering of ministers In a nelghboiihg town, when their funny experiences formed the topic of conversation, one of them, hailing from Berks county, stated that on a recent occasion he was engnged to officiate at the funeral of a married lady, and after the services were over, before leaving, he took the hand of the bereaved hus band to bid him good bye, and, as was his custom, offered some words of con solation suitable for so distressing an event. As he was about withdrawing his hand, the afflicted husband, drying his tears, drew the minister to one side and in a low tone asked whether he would be at home next Saturday, ( this being Wednesday.) The clergyman re plied that he supposed he would. 44 But why do you ask." 44 Well," said the now widower, I have selected another wife and we want you to mnrry us." The minister remonstrated said it was a shame, and that "he would do no such thing. 44 Well," said the would-be benedict, 44 1 cannot compel you to do it, but if you will not somebody else will." Of course this yarn brought out another that happened In Montgomery county at a funera of a wire also, pre Blded over by another one of the gentle men present. At this place the room occupied by the chief mourners was divided from the kitchen in which the cooks were at work, only by a thin partition, and a door through this parti tion, slightly ajar. Near this door sat the bereaved husband, steeped In tears of grief at his great loss. The cooks outside, as women will, talked of this and that, pitied the poor man left with out his help-meet, and finally concluded that if he could (of course in due sea son,) marry a certain maiden lady, whose name they mentioned, it would not be so hard a lot for him to bear, The husband Inside the door, who had a keen ear, heard this planning, and came out into the kitchen, wiping his eyes, said : 44 Yaw, lch hab au shon on de Betsy gedenked." 44 Yes, I too have been thinking of Betsy already." i Work Neoessary to Happiness. The man to go crazy is not the one that has a dozen 'Irons in the fire. The mad-house is often replenished by men of leisure, who mope about thinking of themselves until reason is dethroned Motion is a law of the universe. 44 From the particle of dust at our feet to man the lust stroke of God's handiwork, all bear the impress of the law of labor, The earth is one vast laboratory where decomposition and reformation are con stantly going on. The blast of Nature's furnace never ceases, and its fires never burn low. The lichen of the rocks, and the oak of the forests, each work out tho problem of Its own existence. Tho earth, the air, and the water teem with busy life. The world is animated with the same spirit. Onward unceasingly, unwearied, age after age, it pursues its course Itself, with all it contains, perpetual lesson or industry to man The Joyous song of labor sounds out from the millioncd-voiced earth, and the rolling spheres Join the universal chorus." Action is indispensable to physical, mental, and moral vigor. It is a law of nature that a certain quantity is good format). If we would have a well-developed physical frame and material good, there must be phys ical labor. Mental strength and the exploration of the depths of philosophy are the result of ceaseless mental activity The maturity of Christian character Is reached only by the man who does what his hands find to do with his might. The true nobility of this world are those that pour Into the current of life the honest vigor of toll. We cannot honor too highly the faithful, industrious man, who by his economy and patient labor is building up the welfare of this world. The best Legacy for Boys. Every parent is anxious about the fu ture of his children. This is a natural Instinct. But in these days of luxury. and speculation, fathers make fatal mis takes in regard to their sons. Even toll and hardships, by a mistaken affection withhold the discipline that made them, what they are, and which is absolutely . necessary to develop their boys. It Is well and wisely said that the best legacy a man can leave to his children is the ability to take care of themselves. Fit them for active business or useful labor and you secure for them an income. This Income is as much greater in value than the same income derived from an inheritance, as useful business, art or trade, seems indispensable In these days of sharp competition and hardships. And in selecting employment for your son9 one thing should be clearly under stood the market is largely over stock ed with clerks and salesmen who expect large pay for little work. Success and affluence must be looked for in other fields. And those most promising in good results are identified with the de mands, growth and development of the Country, where the profits may be small but sure. " Small, steady gains lead to competence and peace of mind." Give a young man good moral habits, and a practical knowledge of some useful bus iness, and the chance Is that he will not be long in working his way into a po sition where he will realize $1,000 a year an amount about equal to the in terest of $15,000. Now, a young man who thus earns $1,000 a year is in a far better position than a thoughtless and ldio young spendthrift who possesses $15,000, because he is more useful and is making himself happy instead of mis erable. Plain Talk to a Girl. Your every day toilet is a part of your character. A girl who looks like a 44 fury" or a sloven in the morning, is not to be trusted, however finely she may look in the evening. No matter how humble your room may be, there are eight things it should contain, viz: a mirror, washstand, soap, towel, comb , hair, nail and tooth brushes. Those are just as essential as your breakfast, before which you should make good and free use of them. Parents who fail to pro vide their children with such appliances not only make a great mistake, but commit a sin of omission. Look tidy in the morning! and after the dinner work is over improve your toilet. Make it a rule of your dally life to " dress up" In the afternoon. Your dress may or may not be anything better than calico, but with a ribbon or flower, or some bit of ornament, you can have an air of self-respect and satisfaction that in variably comes with being well dressed. Q olden Itule. Much Sense and Many P's. A writer puts a good deal of good sense and good many p's in a small space in the following: Persons who patronize papers should pay promptly, for the pecuniary prospects of the press have peculiar power in pushing forward public prosperity. If the printer Is paid promptly, and his jiocket book kept plethoric by prompt-paying patrons, he puts his pen to paper in peace ; he paint his pictures of passing events In more pleasing pictures, and the perusal of his paper Is of more pleasure tohls people. Paste this piece of proverbial philosophy in some place where all irsons can per ceive it Be pleased, also,, to ponder upon it personally, patiently and per severingly, and profitably and persist ently practice its precepts perpetually. - GT As the word 44 bulldoze" threatens to become a fixture among American ism, it is well enough to learn Its true origin. The usual mode of intimidating colored voters in Felicianna Parish, La., was to give them a dozen lashes with a bull-whip; hence a bull-dozen; hence, the verb to bulldoze.