THE TIMES, NEW IJLOOMFIELD, PA. FEliltUAltY 10. 1880.
A Timely Arrival.
I WAS left an orphan at the age of
four, but wni brought up by a kind
limit and uncle. My childhood paused
merrily enough until I was about olght,
when my uncle, hearing of the AuHtra
linn gold fields, determined to Reek a
fortune abroad, Instead of tolling for a
mere pittance at home.
Ho I was transferred to a family by the
name of Graham. They were middle
class, plain, homely people working
goldxmlths, In fact and lived In North
ampton 8(Uiire, Clerkeiiwell.
They had but one child, a daughter,
named Lilly, who, being only three
years younger than myself, we became
great friends. It was natural also that
as I grew up and went proudly out to
earn my few shillings a week and drew
nearer to manhood, I should learn to
love my pretty play fellow.
Circumstances went on thus happily
until I was twenty and Lilly seventeen
years of age, and then a communication
from my uncle In Austialla Informed me
that they had a capital opening for me.
I was loth to leave Lilly ; yet as I was
doing very Indifferently and had heard
of such rapid fortunes acquired In tiuch
short pace of time by energetic men, I
summoned enough courage one day to
tell the Grahams and poor little Lilly I
was determined to go to Australia.
I shall never forget my parting at
Black well Her. I shall never forget my
pretty little Lilly clinging to my neck,
and sobbing aloud and Imploring me not
to go, and 1, struggling between the In
fluence of love and enterprise, trying not
to be a coward, when I felt already thnt
I was one. t
It was In vain I tried to cheer her; I
. think I did not look so very comforting,
though, If I remember rightly, I recol
lect saying :
" Never mind, Lilly darling, I shall
.return to make you happy 1"
My tears, I knew, were threatening to
"break the feeble barriers that held them
back, and when she said :
"Ah 1 but suppose you never do return
I shall break my heart, Itobert 1"
Why, then I thluk 1 did shed a tear or
wo, only to keep her company.
At last the boat pushedplt', and Mrs.
Graham good, kind, old soul 1 still
kept her arms around Lilly, as she wav
ed her final adieu to her orphan protege.
I arrived at last at Melbourne. I went
miles overland, and at last reached my
uncle's settlement; but I Lad not long
been there ere I found life in Australia
less easy than I had anticipated. I stay
eilwlth him for a little while, until I
took a dislike to farming for that was
what my uncle had made most of his
money at and joined a piyty of young
fellows starting for a new gold field
farther up the country.
Three years passed slowly away, and
I began to get ulong much better, and
hud sent many a nugget to Melbourne.
I had only received one dear, cherished
letter from Lilly, written on her eigh
teenth birthday, and sending me a lock
of her pretty chestnut hair; yet I
thought I had no cause to fear, as I knew
that writing letters dees not give young
ladles half the joy of receiving then, and
I wrote often enough.
Well, time went on. I had found a
true friend about my own age, and we
were like brothers. We always worked
together, and when we had been out four
years and a half Tom Thompson, for
that was the name of my faithful friend,
and I were getting rich.
. I knew that I was nearer home and
more likely to gain my dear little Llllie
every month I worked ; but I also was
aware of the desperate crimes and terri
ble deeds that were being committed
around us by the rangers and other vll
lalns. I knew that our reputation was
us dangerous as gratifying.
One night Tom and I bad retired to
the bedroom we had built above the
basement of our little house, and I was
already dozing, while Tom having care
fully seen to the revolvers (for I need
not tell you how necessary they are In a
country where justice Is obtained in such
a rough and ready manner) was also
yielding to the drowsy god, when we
fancied we heard something move In the
room below.
IJotU were quickly, though silently on
the alert; for we still had some gold that
had not been dispatched to Melbourne.
We knew that somebody, acquainted
with its hiding place, had, escaping our
notice, secreted himself in the cabin to
gain possession of It.
When we heard him move again and,
as we correctly thought he had gained
our hidden nuggets, we crawled silently
to the hole that gave entry to our little
bedroom, and looked down.
All was dark, yet we could see the dim
outlines of a man moving hither and
thither as though he knew every inch of
the ground he trod. Now, we knew he
would be certain to carry arms and so we
had to be exceedingly cautious.
Tom coolly placed an old fur bat on a
stick he had beside him, and hung it
over the hole, shouting as he did so :
" Who's therel"'
We received no answer, but thought
we saw the figure move nearer the cabin.
" Auowcr," ooutlnued Tom, waving
the old fur hat, " answer, or I'll fire."
Hut Tom had no time to do anything
of the kind, for the raHoal fired directly,
and I, looking through a chink In the
rough and divided floorlng.saw and recog
nized the thief as one to whom Tom and
I had been the best of friends. It was
Simon Hall, a man whose reputation had
been of late far from satisfactory.
Tom and I were unhurt, and ere we
could get down, for we had noticed the
vllllau had removed the ladder, Blinon
Hall had escaped to cover.
All the settlement was alarmed, and
search made; but he was not found un
til afterward.
Well, three years more of hard work
found me a rich man and Tom and I had
reached Melbourne, and sailed with hope,
love and Joy for England's happy shores.
When I reached home no one would
have known me with my beard and pe
culiar attire half settler, half nautical.
I need not tell you how eagerly I sought
out No. Northampton Bquare. It
all seemed the same. Seven years and a
half had very little altered London, so
far as I could see. Yes, It all seemed the
same until I reached her house.
" How dirty and neglected," thought
I, as I gazed up at the dingy, yet familiar
old place. " I am certain Lilly cannot
be here, or everything would look
brighter and cleaner. Perhaps they
have moved ; I will knock and see."
Bo I gave the door a series of loud taps,
just to enhance its wakefulness.
"Well, sir, what Is It V"
It was an old, dirty-looking woman
that spoke, as she half opened the door.
" Do the Grahams live here, still V
" Live here I bless yer, no 1 They are
rich folks now !"
" Rich V" said I, and I believed I look
ed dreadfully angry, as though I thought
they had no right to be rich.
'Yes, rich 1" replied the dirty old
gossip, drawing nearer, and opening the
door wider when she found my business
was bo simple. " Yes, rich I and all
through some gentleman who started
old Graham in business some months
ago I The" old 'ouse 'as bin to let ever
since they left It ten months ago. Live
why, let me see somewhere near
Reading, a little village called D .
But that's not the shop. The shop's in
town somewhere. A stationer's I've
heard say, and"
"Tliank you, think that will do!
Here's a trifle to drink success to my
search.
I managed to get away at last, and was
soon being conveyed over the lines of
the Southwestern Hallway to Heading.
It was a lovely afternoon when I en
tered the little village of D . I soon
espied the little cottage to which I had
been directed, half hidden from the road
by a row of poplar trees, and it wa9 with
very little hesitation I was soon walking
up the little garden path and ringing the
bell.
The Grahams were out, but I explain
ed that I was a friend of the family, and
had come a very long way expressly to
see them.
'This gained me the desired " open se
same," and I was sodn ushered into the
little parlor. YeB, this was Lilly's home.
I gazed around me as though I was in
the sacred precinct of some holy spot.
As my eyes wandered around the sweet
ly scented little parlor, tbey rested at last
on some milliner's boxes that lay upon
the table. I had seen such boxes in my
youth, and knew them to contain the ap
purtenances of marriage garments.'
Yes, I read her, my Lilly's name on
them. I lifted the lids slightly, and,
alas I my fears were too true ; they were
the bridal decorations of Lillian Gra
ham. I could only just manage to recover
myself as an open carriage drove up to
the garden gate. I could not see them
alight, but I soon saw an old lady and
gentleman, whom I recognized as Mr.
and Mrs. Graham, and then I saw the
dear face of Lilly saw it to notice it was
pale, thin and sad saw it to quickly tell
that even prosperity, and perhaps the
prospect of an advantageous marriage
had not made her look better than the
merry, laughing-eyed, little maiden of
sweet seventeen.
. And then I saw a gentleman, tall and
well dressed, with his back toward me,
giving some directions to the coachman.
More than this I could not see for the
old couple had entered the parlor.
" Oh, Mr. and Mrs. Graham," I said,
eagerly, " do you not know me ?"
" I really haven't the honor," some
what stiffly replied the old gentleman.
"What! not know Bob Thillips, that
went to Australia eight years ago V
" Bob rhllllps 1 good God 1"
This last was uttered by the tall gentle
man, In a tone of undisguised surprise.
My name had seemed to create a vari
ed lrapresaiou upon them all. The little
old gentleman looked petrified, while
Mrs. Graham appeared frightened and
presently broke out quite tragically :
"Robert Phillips 1 risen' from the
grave V"
" Risen from his grave V" said grow
ing still more confused and surprised at
this unexpected turn of affairs.
" Yes sir, from his grave," said Mr.
Markham ; "yes, slrt it la no use of
your trying to pass yourself off as that
young man. He has been dead these
three years. I was present at big funeral
myself."
"Indeed," said I, smiling, but almost
chilling Mr. Markham to death with the
scrutinizing glance I gave him. " Ah t
I recollect seeing you in Australia, I
think."
" You are an I m poster, and I shall be
forced to turn you out of the house If
you do not instantly leave."
" Very fine words, Mr. Blmon Hall,
alias Markham. I shall turn you out
Instead thief, would-be murderer, and
double-dyed villain."
Amid the screams of the servant and
Mrs. Graham, and not heeding the fee
ble expostulations of the old gentleman,
we closed and struggled to the passage.
Here, with a little muscular exertion,
and a well-directed blow between the
eyes, I soon threw Mr. Markham (as he
called himself) senseless in the hall, just
as Lilly, hearing my voice she had not
forgotten it; she did not care even if it
was my ghost, or if I had come for a
transitory stay from the other world
came and threw hertelf into my arms,
exclaiming : '
"Oh, my own Robert! I did not be
lieve It. But I waited two long, weary
years, and then father said he was cer
tain that It was true, and it would make
him happy if I would If"
Her tears explained the rest. I knew
what she meant, and I drew her fondly
to my heart, and said :
" I knew you would not forget me,
Lilly. I am rich, rloh now, and very
unlike dead, eh V But I will not stay
longer at present, darling. I will hasten
to prove to you what a thorough rascal
you were near marrying. I shall send
some one to look after your safety, and
take that rascal away from you.
The rascal did not move. I had taken
all the " Mr. Markham" out of him, so
without much notice of the terror
stricken Mr. and Mrs. Graham, but tak
ing one long, fond kiss from the dear
Hps of Lilly, I departed hastily from the
house.
I had determined to give this episode
a lit denouement, and I think you will
admit I did so, when I tell you I went
to the authorities of the parish and told
them not to let the marriage take place
next day (as that was the date fixed for
it) upon any account. After doing this
I went to London, and there met Tom,
and told him thaj; I had found the robber
of our nuggets nearly robbing me of my
golden treasure in life. Tom and I next
morning fpund out that Blmon Rail had
come to England after the robbery,
found my friends, reported my death
(which my failure to writecorroborated,)
obtained a place of trust upon false rep
resentations, and ultimately made the
acquaintance of the Grahams, to com
plete his villainies by marrying my be
trothed. We found out also that his
employers had that morning discovered
they were 1,000 short, and haddlspateh
ed two detectives to find the faithful Mr.
Markham.
Well, after all, when I come to look
back at it, and think how I went down
next day ; how they told me all about
the deception of that rascal ; how I paid
back the 200 to Rail's employers that
he had advanced to the Grahams ; when
I was once more recognized as the true,
genuine Bob Phillips', when the villain
was sent back to the scene of his first
exploits for several years at her Majesty's
expense; when Thompson came down
with his long loved Alice, I said to Tom,
"Ah, it is not our doing, Tom, it 1b God's
ever-watchful care that tests us, loves
us, and bring us always out of our trials
just in time to be happy," and when
Tom was married, he Bald, " Yes, Bob,
and it was you who taught me to believe
in woman's faith and constancy ; audi
cannot feel quite happy until I own a
part of my happiness is due alone to
you."
Something Like a Cat.
"Talking about cats," said Uncle Tim,
a regular Yankee, "puts me in mind of
a cat I once owned. Let me tell you
about her : She was a Maltee, and what
that cat didn't know wasn't worth
knowlu'. Here's one thing she did : In
the spring of '&1 1 moved into the little
house on the Crooked river. We put
our provisions down in the cellar, and
the first night we made our beds on the
floor. But we didn't sleep. No sooner
had it come dark than we heard a tearin'
andasqueakin' in the cellar that was aw
ful. I lit a candle and went down. Jer
usalem 1 Talk about rats ! I never saw
such a sight in my born day1. Every inch
of the cellar bottom was covered with
them. They ran up on to me, and all
over me. I jumped back into the room
and called the cat. She came down and
looked. I guess she sat there about ten
minutes, looking at them rats, and I
was waltln' to see what she would do.
By-and-By she shook her bead, and
turned and went up stairs. She didn't
care to tackle 'em. That night, tell
you, there wasn't much sleep. In the
mornln' I could not find her. She'd
gone. I guess the rats had frightened
her; and to tell the plain truth, I didn't
wonder much. Night came again and
the old cat hadn't come. Says Betsy
Ann (that's my wlfo) to me, "Tim, leave
this place ; the rats'll eat ua up," Says
I, "Just let the old cat be." I didn't be
lieve she'd left us for good and all. Just
as Betsy Ann was puttln' the children
to bed we heerd a scratchln' and waul
in' at the outside door. I went and op
ened It; and there stood our Maltee on
the door-step,, and behind her a whole
army of cats, all paraded as regular as
any soldiers 1 I let our old cat in, and
the rest followed her. She went right
to the cellar door and scratched there.
I began to understand. Old Maltee had
been out for help. I opened the way to
the cellar; she inarched down, and the
other cats tramped after her in regular
order-and as they passed I counted fifty
six of 'em. Oh, my I if there wasn't a
row and a rumpus in that 'ere cellar
that night, then I'm mistaken! The
next morning the old cat came up and
caught hold of my trousers' leg, .and
pulled me toward the door. I went
down to see the sight. Talk about
your Bunker Hill and Boston massacres I
Mercy ! I never saw such a sight before
nor since. Betsy Ann and me with my
boy Sammy were all day at work as hard
as we could be clearing the dead rats out
of that 'ere cellar. It's a fact every
word of it."
How Old la Glass.
The oldest sped meu of pure glass hear
ing anything like a date, is a little
moulded lion's head, bearing the name
of an Egyptian king of the eleventh
dynasty, in the Blade collection at the
British museum. That Is to say, at a
period which may be moderately placed
as more than 2000 years B. C, glass was
not only made, but made with a skill
which shows that the art was nothing
new. The invention of glazing pottery
with a film or varnish of glass is bo old
that among the fragments which bear
inscriptions of the early Egyptian mon
archy are beads, possibly of the first
dynasty. Of the later glass there are
numerous examples, such as a bead
found at Tin. beg, which has the name of
Queen Hatasoo or Hashep, of the eigh
teenth dynasty. Of the same period,
are vases and goblets and many frag
ments. It cannot be doubted that the
story preserved by Pliny, which assigns
the credit of the invention to the
Phoenicians, is so far true, that these ad
venturous merchants brought specimens
to other countries from Egypt. Dr.
Schllemann found disks of glass in the
excavations at Mycenie, though Homer
does not mention it as a substance
known to him. That the modern art of
the glass blower was known long before
is certain from representations among
the pictures on the walls of a tomb at
Beui Hassan, of the twelfth Egyptian
dynasty; but a much older picture,
which probably represented the same
manufacture, is among the half obliter
ated scenes in a chamber of the tomb of
Thy, at Bakhara, and dates from the
time of the fifth dynasty, a time so re
mote that it is not possible, in spite of
the assiduous researches of many Egyp
tologers, to give it date in years.
A Novel use for a Substitute.
Yesterday afternoon, says the Virginia
City "Chronicle," a green looking coup
le, evidently newly married, called at
the photographic gallery of Reals &,
Waterhous and wanted their pictures
taken. Just as Mr. Beals bad got his
plate ready, the man called him aside,
and said he wanted to ask a favor. " I
was told in Carson you took the best
pictures In the State. Now you see Sal
and I got hitched down there last Mon
day; now, her folks go a good deal on
style, and they live in the States. They
never saw me, and if I send my mug
back East they'll be agin me sure. I'm
a darned sight better than I look, and
wten people come to know me they call
me a brick. Now what I want to get is
some good lookln' man to sit with Sal
for a picture. Will you stand in She
is williu'. Them big whiskers of yours
'ill catch 'em sure and create harmony.
You look like a solid capitalist, and they
would take me for a petty larceny thief.'
Mr. Beals enjoyed the idea immensely,
and sat with " Sal " for the picture,
which will doubtless carry joy into the
household of the eastern relatives in a
week or so.
Mrs. Parlngton says.
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