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One morning when spring was in her teens
A morn to a poet's wishing,
All tinted in delicate pinks and greens
Miss Bessie and I went fishing.
1 in my rough and easy clothes,
With my face at the sun tan's mercy;
She with her hat tipped down to her nose,
And her nose tipped-vice versa.
I with my rod, my reel, and my hooks,
And a hamper for lunching recesses;
She with the bait of her comely looks,
And the seine of her golden tresses. (
So we sat us down on the sunny dike,
Where the white pond-lilies teeter,
And I went to fishing like quaint old Ike,
And she like Simon Peter. t
All the morn 1 lay in the light of her eyes,
And dreamily watched and waited;
But the fish were cunning, and would not rise,
And the baiter alone was baited.
And when the time for departure came,
My bag hung flat as a flounder;
But Bessie had neatly hooked her game
MRS. GOOC'S TONGUE.
If Mrs. Gooch had been born
deaf and dumb she might have
been a happier woman. She often
said so herself. The trouble that
long tongue of hers had got her
into no one knew-no one could
know but herself. No matter how
important a secret was, it was im
possible for her to keep it. And
she did not even make a pretence
of confiding only in her dearest
friends, as some women do. She
was as likely to pour her confi
dences into the bosom of the
Even as a child she had done so.
So that there could not be a family
tiff, a question of economy, a bill
overdue, or a little comfortable
back-biting of friends in the do
mestic c1rcle, but, all the world
knew it at once. Tilly Sme
that was Mrs. Gooch's maiden
name-told everything, and told
it to everybody.
After childhood had passed, and
Tilly, being pretty, found herself
the object of admiration in several
quarters, it was exactly the same.
Tilly was "engaged" to five
different young men before Mr.
Gooch came along, and her love
affairs came to an untimely end
by reason of her chattering each
Mr. Gooch, a wvise, serious, Si
lent man profitted by the trou
bes of his predecessors, and wise
ly told Tilly nothing which he did
not desire to have repeated. There
fore they came, at last, to their
wedding day, and the long-suffer
ing parents, sisters, brothers, and
other relatives of long-tongued
Tilly saw her transferred to anoth -
er home with sensations of relief.
Not that Tilly was not a good
girl, but that the presence of a
sort of private detective at the
fire side was scarcely agreeable.
In her newv abode Mrs. Gooch
became comparatively harmless.
She told all the news as before,
but the small, proper household
had no secrets whatever. Bills
were regularly paid. The tra
ditional mother-in-law lived forty
miles away. Mr. Gooch kept his
business affairs strictly to himiself,
and was what old-fashioned peo
ple call "a good provider." Con
sequently, Mrs. Gooob found her
self forced back on the delinquen
cies of the laundress and the evil
deeds of Bridget, the cook, for her
conversation, and peace reigned
in the household of the Gooches.
But, alas! upon an evil day Mr.
Gooch had a falling out with his
business neighbor, Mr. Chubb, the
grocer, who would persist in fill
ing up the pavement under Mr.
Gooch's office windows with boxes;
barrels, bags and other articles in
no way connected with real estate.
Hard words passed, and in his ex
citement Mr. Gooch told the facts
to his wife. In the course of the
next day that well-meaning, but
indiscreet, lady had spread the
tale over the whole town, not
omitting the statement that Mr.
Gooch, in kicking a box of tea
from his premises had put his foot
through it, and was obliged to
pay for the tea, which was gath
ere up in the mean-while by sov
ral beggar boys and women and
Moreover, that he had also split
is boots in his efforts.
Gooch's friends joked him; his
nemies sneered. Gooch know the
roccr to be taciturn aud reLicent.
is wife had betrayed him. That
ay he meditated. At tea time
O did not return to his domicile
s usul. Eight o'clock came;
ine, ten. Mrs. Gooch felt alarm.
d, and cried a little, but at half
ast ten the door opened and
rooch came in. He w ore a very
olemn countenance, and merely
oddod to her, and walked up to
he fire, where he stood warming
Never before in his wedded life
ad Mr. Gooch neglected the kiss
Mrs. Gooch looked at him in
urprise, and having taken the
ea pot from its warming place
ipon the hearth, said softly:
'You're late, dear.'
'Yes.' said Gooch.
'Nothing unpleasant, I hope,'
aid Mrs. Gooch.
'Deuced unpleasant," responded
'Oh! what is it?' said Mrs.
ooch stealing up to her hus
)and and putting her hand on his
'That's a secret,' said Gooch.
You know what a long tongue
ou have, Tilly.'
'It's a dreadful thing,' said
ooch. 'Ugh, I can't think of it
vith calmness. Give me a cup of
ea, Tilly. Dear! dear! dear!'
He took his seat at the table,
wallowed the tea his wife poured
)ut for him, and stared at the wall
)ehind her, with such a horror
tricken look, that she twice turn
)d to see what he could be look
ng at; on which occasions Mr.
'No-no ; there's nothing there,
Had Mr. Gooch gone mad ?
as it possible that Mr. Gooch
ad gone mad ? Mrs. Gooch al
nost feared that this was so ; for
L- soon as he had swallowed his
npper he retired without a word.
Mrs. Gooch soon followed his
example, but sleep did not visit
1er pillow. Mr. Gooch groaned
Loud and muttered unintelligibly.
'My dear, what is the matter ?'
;ighed Mrs. Gooch.
'Oh, dear, dear, dear !' said Mr.
'Do tell me,' said Mrs. Gooch.
'You'll never tell ?' said Gooch,
olemnly in the darkness.
'Oh, no, no,' said Mrs. Gooch.
'Well,' said Mr. Gooch.
'I've killed Chubb, the grocer.
Pbat's w hat kept me so late. Oh,
'lie is mad,' said poor Mrs.
'No, I'm not, Tilly !' said Mr.
Iooch. 'No, I'm not ! Indeed I'm
ot ! He came into my office
ubout that tea, you know ; and I
;ot angry and we had words, and
-well, he'd brdught his cheese
~nife with him, and when he
allcd me a rascalIjust jabbed it
'O0!' shrieked Mrs. Gooch.
'Well, there he was, dead, you
know!I' said Mr. Gooch, 'and mur
ir is a hanging matter. So 1
pelt must hide it. I just stepped
>ut and got a barrel-an empty
potato barrel. Ah ! how often
we'd quarreled about it-and
brought it into the office, and let
down the blinds and tried to stuff
him into it. But Chubb is fat
was fat, I mean-and-'
'I shall die !' moaned Mrs.
'Don't make any noise, Tilly !'
said Gooch, i an awful whisper,
'I ad to cut him into chunks, like
pork, you know, to got him in.'
'Oh ! Ah !' moaned Tilly.
'Then there was the floor to
scrub, and sinking the barrel in
the cistern,' said Gooch ; 'that old
cisern that is never used, you
know. It was dreadful. And
Chubb's ghost standing just be
hind you all tea time. No won
der I'm not myself, Tilly.'
But he said no more. Tilly
was in hysterics.
Poor Tilly Gooch ! She sat
alone next day, after her husband
had gone to hi' office and felt
hat the world had been turned
opsy-turvy. Here was a secret
Lhat sbe dared not breathe to any
>re. Certainly it would kill her.
Dh! she must tell her mother.
Her mother would know what de
pended on silence. She would be
true. And then, so.mewhat com
rorted, Tilly put on her hat, tied
a vail over her eyes, and 'ran
over' to the parental mansion.
In just ten minutes after her
entrance old Mrs. Smee knew all
about the murder, and was shak
ing from head to foot, and ejacula
'Oh! dear, they'll hang him!
Oh! dear, they'll hang him on
the gallows! Oh ! dear-what a
dreadful thing ! Oh! how wicked!
Oh! poor Mr. Chubb! Oh !'
At the sound of her mother's
cries the eldest sister of the fam
ily, Miss Maria Smee, rushed in,
and demanded explanation.
1 can't tell; I can't tell," sobbed
'Oh, Maria, you are my friend,'
sobbed Tilly. 'You wouldn't be
tray us.' And out came the story
Now, Karia Smee was nervous,
and given to shrieking when ter
rified, and as soon as she had heard
the a,%ful facts she began to utter
shriek after shriek, each shriller
and more prolonged than the last.
The windows were open; neigh
bors heard and rushed in.
The house was in commotion.
No one knew what had happened,
and some one sent for the family
The doctor came. He was a
wise, benignant old gentleman,
and he questioned Mrs. Gooch
kindly. 'Something has agitated
Mrs. Smee and Miss Maria ?' he
'Yes,' said Mrs. Gooch.
'And you are trembling, too,'
said the doctor.
They were alone in a little
room, whither he had led her to
question her, and Mrs. Gooch
culd not restrain her tongue.
'Oh, doctor,' said she, 'you
wouldn't w onder if you kne w all.
Don't toll any one.' And then
and there she told him all. Mean
while the ear of the 'up-stairs
girl' was at the keyhole.
'My dear, my dear, this is hor
rible!l' said the doctor. 'You
can't expect me to keep a secret
like that. Compound a murder !
Be a sort of accomplice after the
fact! I can't ! I can't ! iNot if it
were my own son.'
Mrs. Gooch screamed, and Bid.
dy Haggerman left the keyhole
and ran to the police office.
There she made a statement of
the facts of the case. Chubb had
been murdered. Mr. Gooch mur
dered him. The grocer's remains
were in a barrel in the old cistern
behind the real estate office. She
had all the particulars.
.Justice Spruce was an energetic
man. In half an hour two stout
policemen were on their way to
arrest Mr. Gooch, who shortly
was led through the streets to
ward the station, followed by a
crowd of boys, and stared at from
Justice Spruce was an old friend
of Gooch's. He advanced to meet
him. 'Gooch,' he said, 'I regret
the part I've been obliged to take
in this affair. I hope it will prove
a ridiculous mistake. I hope you
did not tell Mrs. Gooch that you
had murdered Mr. Chubb, and
that his remains were packed in a
barrel in your cistern ?'
'I did, though,' said Gooch. 'I
don't deny it. May I see my
wife in your presence before I am
sent to prison ?'
This privilege having been ac
corded, Mrs.. Gooch was sent for.
She arrived in the cab, a mere
wisp of~ misery ; her hair dis
hevelled, her collar unpinned, her
eyes and nose swollen. With hier
came all her relatives and half the
Gooch stood before his misera
ble wife and looked at her with a
queer expression on his face.
'I confided an awful secret on
which my life depended, to your
wifely bosom, Tilly,' he said, 'and
you betrayed me.'
'Oh, my dear! Oh! my dear!'
moaned Mrs. Gooch. 'I didn't
man to Oh, please hang me, Mr.
Spruce. It's my fault. Let him
go. I did it. Oh, oh, oh !'
The ladios of the Smee family
wept, spectators shook their
heads. At this instant somebody
was heard saying: 'Lot me get
through, folks;' and in an instant
more a bulky form appeared be
fore the justice, who stared at it in
'I jest come back from market,'
said the new-coner, cheerfully,
'and I hear I'm murdered and
packed into a tater barrel, down
Mr. Gooch's cistern. Now me
and Gooch did have some words,
but I hain't mean enough to. want
him hung for murdering me so
long as I ain't murdered, nor no
attempt been made. Who has cir
culated this here story ? How de
do Gooch ? All right, now.'
'Well,' said Gooch, 'it's Mrs.
Gooch has been telling it, I be
lieve ; but I told her. I just
wanted to see how long a woman's
tongue really was. Now I know.'
'Shameful. Come home with
me, daughter,' cried old Mrs.
Smee; but Tilly put her h%nd un
der her husband's arm and they
went home together.
'You won't publish the next
secret I confide to you, will you,
Tilly?' asked Mr. Gooch.
Tilly said nothing.
FoR THE HERALD.
Ribbon Bows and Flowers-Costumes-Arche
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BOWS AND FLOWERS.
Perhaps the most effective orna
mentation is that consequent on the
employment of ribbon bows, to say no
thing of the coquettish belt to match.
These bows are placed anywhere and
everywhere and the results are as
charming as can be. And yet as if in
perversity, we constantly see the rib
bon bow or tie at the throat discarded
in order to give place to a single large
flower or bunch of small flowers as the
case may be. Bunches of flowers are
indeed a notable feature in the outfit
of the Saratoga belle. They are worn
par excellence at the waist on the left
side, but as I have said, they give fin
ish at the neck, or sometimes a smaller
bouquet or single flower is at the
throat, while an addition of the same
kind, but larger, is at the waist. Dai
sies are the rage, but as a change we
see pond lilies, crushed roses or violets.
'Tis an ill wind that blows nobody any
good, as the little boys are making
fortunes by selling bouquets or single
Mixtures of c'>rs in costumes are
quite remarkable. Miss Tiffany, of
New York, the other day wore a dress
of ecru camel's hair combined with
pale blue, while a brocaded ribbon
showing bright mixtures of red and
blue gave finish, and an Alsatian bow
to match appeared on her head. Again,
I observed Mrs. Vanderbilt, who was
dressed one morning in a pink striped
lawn, with broad trimmed hat line d
with pale blue satin, and an immense
crimson poppy on the outside. The
'shade hats worn on piazzas and about
the streets (for we all go about in a
reckless sort of a way, with or without
a hat, indeed, with or without gloves,
with long trailing muslins or habited
in demure walking suits) are captiva
ting by reason of the variety and the
extreme abandon of the mode of trim
ming. Sometimes great piles of
crushed roses are heaped together
without foliage; sometimes 'tis one
large flower, a modest bunch of small
flowers, or again careless sprays which
hang down occasionally as far as the
waist. Fayal work is quite in favor
and one of the prettiest morning cos
tumes, worn by a daughter of Judge
Hilton, was of zephyr gingham having
rows of Fayal work let in throughout.
Another superb toilette, worn by Mrs.
Astor, of New York, was of white sat
in elaborately trimmed with fine Fayal
work. Miss Marvin, daughter of the
owner of a leading hotel here, is cele
brated for her toilettes. She wore the
other morning a polonaise of ecru silk
embroidered in self color and edged
with eeru Spanish blonde. A square
of Spanish blonde was thrown over
hier s~houlders and confined in front by
a bouquet of yellow crushed roses.
Her hat was a broad brimmed Leg
hor trimmed with ecrua ribbon, white
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THE SICK MALE.
Perhaps, says an exchange, the
most doleful spectacle that can be
presented to the imagination is
that of a man afflicted with tooth
ache. -It certainly is a most wear
ing and distressing pain ; still, it
has heen endured at different
times by almost every one. It is
edifying to note that though,
when any one else. has been at
tacked with the same tor%pnt, he
has recommended instan-t recourse
to a dentist, and has derided any
backwardness in following his ad
vice as cowardice, he is, when his
own time comes, no more eager to
plant himself in the chair of doom
than werd his despised friends,
and is fertile i4 inventing expe
dients for putting off the evil day,
if the pain abates, to a remote
date. A woman must be very
near, indeed, akin to an angel
who, after her husband or some
other near male relative has for
years laughed to scorn her com
plaints of agonizing neuralgia
telling her it 'is all fancy,' 'only
nerves' (could it be anything
worse ?), that she should never
have it if she did not think about
it, or if she took more exercise, or
if she did something or other to
tally out of her power to do-does
not, sorry as she may be that h'~
should suffer, feel a certain satis
faction when the enemy seizes up
on him and he is made to feel
what she bas endured.
The absurdity of men's utter
ances never seems to strike them
even when they- gravely affirm
that no one can possibly gauge
their sufferings from an ordinary
cold in the head. There is no
offense so great as to try and per
suade a man that, disagreeable as
it may be, it is but a temporary
inconvenience, which, in a verV
short space of time, will pisa.
away, leaving not a trace behin d ;
he regards this simple exposition
of fact as most unfeeling, and be
moans himself plaintively that no
one cares whether he is ill or not.
He believes firmly that he is a
model ofpatience under suffering.
The women about him will be wise
if they abstain from irritating him
by any refutation of his pre
posterous fallacy. It may be ad
mitted that it is difficult for them
to hold their peace when they se e
him deliberately making himself
ill by eating or drinking what he
knows from, experience will dis
agree with him. It is not easy to
be compassionate to the fit of
gout willfully brought on by
drinking sweet champagne, or to
manifest deep sympathy with .a
headache produced by over in
dulgence in pickled salmon or lob
ster salad. But the victim will
never allow that imprudence has -
anything to do with the matter,
and persist in regarding himself
as the martyr of cruel fate.
It is a great misfortune to have
a fretful disposition. It takes the
fragrance out of one's life, and
leaves only weeds where a cheer
ful disposition would cause flow
ers to bloom. The habit of fret
ting is one that grows rapidly,
unless it be sternly repressed ; and
the best way to overcome it is to
try always to look on the cheerful
side of things.
It is always best to leave the
progress of religion entirely to ex
ample, to arguments and to ef
forts dissociated from the power
of the civil arm, since men will be
found to embrace truth for its own
sake, though they will scornglly
repel it if thrust upon them by
The children of God are called
upon to pass through trials severe
and long protracted, but in the
end, the shall be brought un
ostrich plume and crimson roses.
Skirt black velvet.
What a contrast all this to the sim
ple yet coquettish costumes of flannel,
bunting or cheese cloth with bandana
trimmings which the belle assumes
when trying her skill at archery or
lawn tennis. There is a rage for both
these games, as the implements there
of everywhere exposed for sale bear
witness. Those most highly esteemed
are made by Philip Ilighfield, of Lon
don, whose agents here are Peck &
Snyder, 124 Nassau St., New York.
The same widely known firm are agents
for Jefferee's Lawn Tennis, and also
have on hand a pretty little book sold
at twenty-five cents, which is a com
plete guide to Lawn Tennis and Bad
minton, while at the same price; ano
ther little volume, The Modern Ar
cher, gives full information as to the
rules of Archery. For ten cents, they
forward a catalogue containing more
than seven hundred illustrations of
sporting goods adapted to all seasons
of the year.
A word as to some new designs.
The Ilona walking costume consists of
a tight fitting basque with cut away
fronts, showing a pointed vest and
skirt trimmed with deep box plaited
flounces, while the Nerissa overskirt
certainly also may be singled out be
cause of its graceful stylishness : the
more so as it is adapted to any class of
dress goods or wash materials. With
this the Ducille basque would combine
tastefully, having cut away loose fronts
and tight fitting vest. I cannot omit
mention of the Berenice walking skirt
which shows a draped apron turned
back with reverse above a finish of
plaits and flounces below. For trav
eling the Brighton ulster is the lead
Hair dressers are making money
fast, but I cannot see that they bring
about anything novel. We observe
for the most part clusters of finger
puffs set high on the head, or ehate
leine braids low at the back-some
times both together, but what is there
new in this ? Some variety is given
by a waved coil with short curls at
the back, or again all the hair may be
waved, drawn back with some stray
locks left in front, and confined low
down with a finish of short curls.
Frizzes, or creve cur locks are almost
universally seen, but not in such ex
aggeration as formerly.
The Agony of a Sufferer from the Child of
"Baby Mine" shrieks the fair
singer; "Baby Mine" echoes the
sable serenader ; "Baby Mine" re
sounds the brazen-throated cor
net band ; "Baby Mine" repeats
the ragged urchin in whistled ca
dence ; "Baby Mine" reiterates
the nurse in soothing accents;
"Baby Mine" assert with loud
acclaim piano, organ, jewsharp,
cornet, trombone, cymbal, guitar
and banjo till the welkin rings
with the burthen of the refrain.
"Baby Mine," indeed ! God for
bid that I should claim author
ship for a bantling so disreputable.
With a melody ruthlessly robbed
from a familiar Scotch air, and
verse whose limping metre and
namby.pamby sentiment proclaim
the dazed fatuity of the writer, the
unoffending ear is pitilessly tor
tured "from rosy morn till dewy
eve-aye, till wearied nature finds
relief from "Baby Mine" in the
deep oblivion ot sleep.
Day after day, week after week,
the exhausted spirit looks out from
the towers of hope like Blue
Beard's wife for the coming of re
lief-and yet it is not. And now,
in an agony of despair, it cries out
to the press~ for deliverance from
the body of this death. Give us
anything-anything under the
sun, on the earth or in the waters
under the earth-that will for
ever silence the wailings of "Baby
Mine." Oh, that some good Sa
maritan in the plenitude of his
charity for the public good, would
administer some sweet, oblivious
antidote-say a dose of soothing
syrup to the perturbed ghost of
this ubiquitous baby.