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NEW BLOOMFIELD, Pl., TUESDAY, NOVEMBEE 5, 1878.
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THE TIMES.
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cation. Old Loves.
Louise, have you forgotten yet
The corner of the flowery land,
The ancient garden where we met,
My hand that trembled In your hand ?
Our Hps found words scarce sweet enough,
As low beneath the willow trees
"We sat i Have yon forgotten love t
Do you remember, love Louise ?
Marie, have you forgotten yet
The loving barter that we made 1
The rings we changed, the sun that set,
The woods fulfilled with sun and shade ?
The fountains that were musical
By many an ancient trysting-trce
Mario, have you forgotten all 1
Do you remember, love Marie J
Christine, do you rcmomber yet
Tour room with scents and roses gay !
My garret near the sky 'twas set
The April hours, the nights of May?
The clear calm nights, the stars above,
That whispered they were fairest seen
Through no cloud-veil ? Remember love !
Do you remember, love Christine ?
' Louise is dead, and, well-a-day !
Marie a sadder path has ta'en ;
And pale Christine has passed away
In Southern suns to bloom again.
Alas I for one and all of us
Marie, Louise, Christine forget ;
Our bower of love is ruinous,
And I alone remember, yet."
HARRY'S COMPACT.
A SCHOOLMISTRESS had been en
gaged In place of the outgoing mas
ter, who had been called to a professor's
chair at University.
She was to be in the little old school
house on the first Monday in May.
There had been some difference of
opinion among the people one party
wishing for a gentleman ; the other,
from motives of economy, preferring a
lady teacher. The latter faction had
-carried the day.
School opened with a full attendance.
One class consisted of lads whose ages
ranged from sixteen to twenty. They
had been much attached to Mr. Osborne,
and the idea of seeing a lady in his
place was so distasteful to them that
they had formed a league among them
selves to make the place, as they said,
" too hot" for her.
Taken singly, each would have been
ashamed to annoy a woman, but one
had urged another on untl 1 their views
seemed right and justifiable.
Miss Brown was In happy ignorance
of this unpleasant feeling, as she was a
stranger in the place. An old friend
bad heard of the position, and, knowing
her to be in search of one, had advised
her to apply for it.
ne scnooi-nouse boasted but one
room. A platform ran across the end ;
on it stood a desk, with a bible, a pen
-and a ferule, in close proximity to each
other.
Of the two rows of seats ranged along
the slues, those nearest the entrance
were reserved for the older scholars, as
they were provided with desks ; the
others, being without that convenience,
were occupied by the primary class.
Between these benches, filled with
children, watching her entrance with
eager, curious eyes, lay Miss Brown's
pathway to the desk.
As she came in, there were looks, first
of surprise, then of amusement.
She was so petite, with a round,
childish face, which flushed slightly as
he saw the formidable class of boys,
all taller, and some of them older than
herself.
For a moment she was conscious of a
feeling of dismay ; but down deep In
her heart lurked a trust in the innate
nobleness of the manly nature, and of
its chivalrous respect for woman, so
she soon rallied her courage.
Turning, as she reached the platform,
she Bald pleasantly :
" I am glad to Bee so many bright,
young faces here this morning. Our
purpose is the same to work. I to
teach, you to learn. I shall give you
very few rules, so there will be no
temptation to break them, audi hope
that the end of the season will find our
school one to be proud of. Let us begin
by Baying the Lord's prayer."
The fresh, young voice had a charm
peculiarly its own. She was so girlish
looking, it filled the scholars . with sur
prise to hear her address them with
such quiet dignity. A chapter from the
Bible followed the prayer. Then she
said :
" The older pupils will please take
the books they have been accustomed to
use, and prepare lessons. I will form
the classes as soon as I have time to ex
amine all, but it will be slow work. I
feel Bure that you will aid me in my
duties by being as quiet as possible until
we get into smooth, working order.
First, I will give the little ones an ex
ercise." She went to the blackboard, gave a
few bold, free strokes with some colored
crayons she had brought, and lo 1 a
picture of a dog lying at the feet of
a child stood out in fine relief. Smiling
at the children's delighted faces, she
told them a brief but engrossing story
about the two, holding attention from
first to last, then printed some short ex
planatory words underneath her sketch
for them to say over in concert until
memorized.
" There, children, that is your first
lesson in reading and spelling. Now
sit down. You shall have slates and
pencils to copy "
Just then a large spit ball whizzed
past, escaping her cheek and lodging
on the blackboard. She glanced around
in search of the sender, whose look of
preternatural innocence at once betrayed
him.
" The boy who is studying so very
industriously may come to me."
A pair of merry brown eyes glanced
up from his book. Their owner saw he
was found out, and looking rather
shame-faced, went forward, amid a sub
dued giggle from the rest of the pupils.
" What is your name ? Jack ? Well,
Jack, I see you have an active tempera
ment and are happiest when busy.
Please take these slate pencils and
sharpen them nicely. We want good
materials to work with, don't we,
chicks ?" with a bright look at the little
ones.
So on, through the long day, with
many experiences calculated to vex her ;
but she bore them all with imperturba
ble good-humor.
A lecture by an experienced Instructor,
to which she had once listened, had im
pressed her with its good sense ; and
one of the maxims was, "Never lose
command of your own temper, if you
wish to control others."
When the oldest class was called for
examination, she felt, as the stalwart,
ruddy-faced boys towered up In front of
her, that it was almost presumption to
think of teaching them. But she soon
found the benefit of her thorough drill
in the Normal College. Though the tall
pupils were good in their studies as far
as they went, they had as yet only pad
dled their boats on the edge of the ocean
of knowledge, while she had breasted
some of the breakers.
She worked patiently and persevering-
ly on, and after a time, succeeded in
making the school a marvel of order
and industry.
One among the larger boys Harry
Chisholm had always led in every
kind of frolic and mischief. He was a
little past his sixteenth birthday ; hand
some and sunburned, with curly hair
and merry blue eyes.
Before Miss Brown took up her
" mimic sceptre," he had been one of
her predecessor's most ardent adherents
and had pledged himself to his mates
to annoy the teacher in whatever way
they should suggest.
Now he would gladly have been ab
solved from his promise, as Miss Brown
bad also become a great favorite with
him ; but it waB too good an opportuni
ty for fun to be lost, and the boys in
sisted that be should fulfill his compact
and kiss the teacher.
As they made known their views,
Harry's face clouded, until a happy
thought struck him.
" All right, fellows, I'll do it ; but
I'll not promise when," and with this
the boys had to rest content.
It is the custom in some country
places for the teacher to board around ;
first spending a portion of her time
with one, then with another of the pu
pils' parents, until all have done their
share of entertaining.
Miss Brown was at Harry Chisholm's
during the month of June, and found
her stay there very pleasant. Harry
despoiled the woods of treasures of moss
and flowers to decorate the rooms In her
honor, and his mother spared no pains
In compounding marvels of delicious
cookery to tempt her to " eat and grow
fat," as she said in her homely but cor
dial way.
There was now but one thing wanting
to make Harry perfectly happy ,and that
was to have his former friend and teach
er, Mr. Osborne, pay them a visit. So
with his mother's consent he wrote and
invited him to spend Saturday and Sun
day with tbem.
The young teacher came home from
the half-day Saturday session feeling
tired and dispirited. As she entered
into the shady east parlor, which was
the favorite sitting-room of the family,
her eyes, unused to the subdued light,
fulled to notice that it was already oc
cupied.
She sank into an inviting looking
easy chair, and giving her sun bonnet a
toss to the table leaned wearily back and
closed her eyes.
The rattle of a newspaper caused her
to open them again suddenly, and find
that Bhe had Intruded thus unceremoni
ously upon another visitor. As she rose
confusedly the gentleman came forward
and held out his hand. After one sur
prised glance she gave n little cry of
pleasure.
" Mr. Osborne 1 am I dreaming V or is
it a ghost instead of your very own
self?"
" No ghost I assure you ; but I feel
like echoing your question. How is It
I find you hero in this qulet-out-of-the-
way place ?"
Just then Boso Brown recollected
herself. She must not let this man, who
had for a few brief months brought such
happiness into her life, and then had
dropped out so suddenly, and for a time
had caused even the sunlight to seem a
mockery to her she must not let him
see how her heart throbbed at the famil
iar music of his voice. The answer was
given with a sudden change of man
n er.
" I am Harry's teacher, and am stay,
ing here for the present. "
"You! teaching a district school 1
What does it mean ? 1 thought you
were married, and on your way to Eu
rope months ago."
" Married I" began Kosie, in bewilder
ment. Then her lips commenced to
tremble, and before she could summon
pride to her aid the tears came and she
was sobbing bitterly.
Jamie Osborne's face was a study. He
made a movement forward longing to
gather her to his heart and kiss away
the tears ; but he restrained himself.
" Hose," he said, after a moment's
troubled silence, did you receive a letter
from me soon after I went away V"
" No," she said, wiping her eyes and
looking wonderingly iu his agitated
face.
" I wrote to you as soon as I had se
cured my professorship, and asked you
oh, Bosle! do you not know what my
question was?"
Rosle's pretty head dropped beneath
her lover's gaze, but she had no more
tears to hide. Her face shone with a
sudden sunlight of joy. She had been
right after all in her intuitions. Jamie
Osborne had loved her, and she had not
misconstrued his meaning when he had
whispered at the parting :
"As soon as my future Is decided
upon I am going to write and ask my
little friend a question. Until then
must keep silence."
Her heart had thrilled as she listened
to the low tender tones, and for weeks
the postman's arrival had been awaited
with eager eyes. Then thedreary inter
val of disappointment, and at last the
feeling that she had been cruelly de
ceivedthat he whom she bad thought
so noble and true had been trifling with
her heart's deepest and holiest emotions.
" I will tell you," her lover continued.
It was a call to little Bosle to come
and held him decorate the pretty home
liest the writer was at last In circum
stances to build, and to be its loved and
honored mistress. But no answer came
and soon after I read in the Timea a
notice of the marriage of Miss Rosalind
Brown "
Rosle interrupted him Impetuously.
"I see it all now. That was my
cousin ltosle, and and you thought It
was I ?"
"Then, Bosle, will you answer my
question now ? Will you be my wife?"
ltosle looked up. Smiles and tears
were contending for the mastery, but
smiles carried the day. A little of her
old archness came into the face lately
so grave and quiet.
' Don't It seem like a dangerous ex
periment when you think of it? I have
of late developed a faculty for govern
ing, and I might try my powers upon
you."
Her lover answered in the same
spirit.
"In that case It would be 'diamond
cut diamond,' for I om a teacher too,
you know."
N. B. Harry carried out his con
tract with his schoolmates. He did
kiss the teacher ; but it was not until
he officiated as " best man" at her
wedding.
JOSHUA'S EXPERIENCE WITH A HOG.
IT was about midnight when Maria
Aim thrust her elbow cleverly be
tween two of my ribs, and whispered
in ghostly accent : " Joshua ; there is a
hog in the garden." I have lived with
Maria long enough to know that she
expected me to catch her idea instantly,
and although she had not said anything
about it, I knew that she anticipated
that I would immediately rise In my
might and go for that hog. I accord
ingly arose and began a careful search
for my pantaloons. I felt certain
that without them I could not appear
to that advantage that would command
the respect of the hog. I had no idea
we possessed so much wearing appearel
until I began to inventory it, in the
dark, while looking for my pantaloons.
I got hold of articles with edging, and
articles with flounces, and with em
broidery, and with strings, while Maria
kept whispering through the gloom :
" That hog will eat up all our potatoes
before you get down stairs. You are
slow." I suppose she wlspered for fear
the hog would hear her and become
offended. She never could bear to give
any ofl'ense, not even to a hog, except
ing me. All this time I was trying on
things that did not fit me, but finally I
lit on some sort of a garment thut had
whut was Intended for a row of buttons
on it, and I buttoned it up, although
there was a lightness and cheerfulness
about it that did not seem entirely fami
liar. I got half down stairs, when it
suddenly occurred to me that the hog
was not in the garden, for the very rea
son that we bad no garden for a hog to
get into, still we had a cistern, and the
hog might get into that. It would just
be like a hog. This thought so startled
me that I rolled down to the bottom of
the stairs, a feat made easier from the
fact that I seemed to be pretty well
tangled up in the garment I had adopt
ed. Maria Ann, who always proves
equal to the emergency, soothed me a
good deal by comiug to the top of the
stairs and calling me an idiot and other
pet titles she Is in the way of applying
in moments of tenderness.
I got out of the frout door as soon as
possible, and the hog, who was looking
at the house, from the front yard, ap
parently with a view to renting it, stood
annulled. I did not wonder at this. In
my haste iu dressing I had inadvertent
ly put on Maria Ann's polonaise, and it
stands to reason that a man arrayed in
a white shirt and a blue polonaise, rush
ing from the front door of a house at
the solemn hour of midnight, must pre
sent an appalling spectacle to any hog,
After recovering from, his momentary
astonishment, the hog took three more
kinks In his tail, and scooted three times
around the yard. The front gate was
wide open, but he never thought of go
ing through that. He seemed to be
looking for a good place to Jump over
the fence. I tangled myself up in the
polonaise again and took a flying leap
into the yard, landing on my left eye
brow. We don't give women half tb
credit they deserve. I am convinced
that it requires more downright genius,
to pilot a polonaise, cut with darts in
the back, and trimmed with knife pleat
ing, than it does to manage a national
Presidential convention. The hog ran
around the yard three times more Id the
opposite direction with four kinks in
his tall. I am slow to wrath, but I am
afraid I was beginlng to get mad, and
when I went around behind the house
and got a hatchet, I am obliged to con
fess that it was with a firm purpose to
kill the hog or die trying to.. I don't
think the hog had noticed the wood
shed until I went there for the hatchet,
but when I returned to the front yard,
he Immediately retired to the woodshed,
and then I knew I had him cornered.
Maria had by this time recovered her
presence of mind, and got ber head out
of a front window up stairs, and was
yelling " Fire 1" with all her might and
in a way calculated to be of Inestimable
service to me. All I needed to. spur me
on to glory was some one to yell "Fire."
I entered the wood-shed cautiously and
found the hog completely at my mercy
unless he made a bole through the
kitchen door, and escaped that way. He
did not do that. On the contrary, he
rushed at me. I stepped back rather
hastily, not because be scared me any,
but to prevent blra from tearing my
polonaise. I am always careful to keep
hogs off my polonaise,so far as possible.
There was a wash-tub full of suds be
hind me, and as I stepped back out of
the way of the hog, in a fit of absent
mlndedness, I sat down in the tub. It
may Beeui curious, but my recollection
now is that the tub fitted me a good
deal more snugly than the polonaise
had, and yet I had never tried the- tub
on before in all my born days. The
only way out of the tub was to tip it
over and flout out on the suds, and that
I at once did.
Marla,still true tome in my affliction,
opened the kltohen door, and with her
face full of wifely anxiety, and sur
rounded by a nightcap frill, and her
mouth wide open, she really looked like
a saint or something, but she was re
marking " Murder" at the tlme,and her
voice so startled the hog that he ran
over me before I could get out of the
suds. How he managed to step on me
thirty-two times in running over me
once, is a mystery to both Maria Ann
and myself, but he did, because we
counted the spots his hoofs made. After
running over me he walked out the
front gate as solemnly as though he
were on his way to church, and it is my
sober belief that he came into the yard
on purpose to run over me,and for noth
ing else. Maria Ann declares she won't
wear that polonaise any more, and I am
tolerably sure I shall not; not if I
know it.
Not Soared, Oh, No!
A coffin-box was placed In the bag
gage car of Conductor Little's train,
which leaves Elizabeth at 1:10 P.M.
We do not say what day for obvious rea
sons. At Elizabeth a cage containing a
poll-parrot was received. The cage was
wrapped around with paper, hiding pol
ly quite of sight and mind. Shortly
after leaving the Port, Conductor Little
and IiIb baggage-master, Kirk, began to
regard the coffin-box with mingled awe
and curiosity.
" Wonder if its occupied ?" remarked
the conductor.
"I guess so," said Kirk; "it was
rather heavy in getting in."
" We can tell by lifting," suggested
the conductor, suiting the action to the
word. The two took hold of one end of
the funeral-case, proceeded to raise it a
bit without disturbing the parrot cage
that rested on top. A they lifted polly
whined out in a low sepulchral tone :
"Lemmeout! lemmeout!"
Kirk looked at Little Little looked
at Kirk. One saw that the other's face
was very pale each attempted a ghast
ly smile" Lemme out I" Both let go
of the box simultaneously and hastily
left the car to find the brakeman. The
brakeman said that it was the parrot.
C3" The .discouraged collector again
presents that little matter. "Well,"
says his friend, " you are round again ?"
"Yea," says the fellow with the ac
count In his hand, " but I want to get
Bquare."