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TO NOBODY.
Nobody called this evening.
Nobody often calls,
For Pm all in all to Nobody,
And Nobody's my all in-aji.
Nobody calls in the morning,
And Nobody calls after tea,
I know Pm in love with Nobody,
And I know Nobody loves me.
Nobody takes me out riding,
Nobody goes with.me to walk,
And at every'conversation
'Tis to me Nobody will tall.
Nobody sends me presents,
And Nobody and I agree,
That I'mn a' rend to Nobody,
And Nobody's a friend to me.
And Nobody says I'm a-darling
And I say Nobody's a ear.
And I know Nobody believes. me,
For Nobody Ioves to come here.
Nobody saysj I'na beluty,
And I believe -.vhat Nobody says,
And I like Nobody's manners,
And Nobody likes rny.ways.
So.its plain I'm suited to Nobody,
And Nobody suita fte too,
For I know that I can trust Nobody,
And I believe Nobody is true.
And soon I shall marry Nobody,
And Nobody will be my name,
Even now I'm the same as. Nobody,
And Nobody andIare the same.
ECHo.
Ce ..ral, November, 26th 1883.
GOOD eAIJSE FOR THN&
-0
A THANKSGIVING SKETCH.
- o
The last week in October !
As a geneal thing Nature is not
bountiful with her smiles these
short, dreary d.ys, when the world
stands shnddefing on the thres
hold of winter. But this particular
Monday was al of balm and 'an
shine; the air 'sweet with the in
describle perfume of the =elored
leaves which were drifted:etp along
the .roadside. and collected in rast
ling layers-under the stone founda
tions of Exmouth jail. -Overhead
the sky was as a sapphire; and.here
and there along this woodpa' a
stray wild-flowr lifted its pdle
eye, the last lingeiing relk of the
golden September glow.
Doctor Fitch rode along thAoL)j
bride-path the sound of his horse's
hoofs on the dead leaves reminding
him vaguely of the days, long, long
ago, when he was a bo yand .sboured
these very woods in search of nuts,
and hunted squirrels and chip
uks with a delight which moose
- et "ive him
w.
"If one dould be a boy foreve , - l
i1 yal Fijch. Hallo! who's
at as his horse shied slightly at. i
;ht of a slender figure-sitting onth
rallen long, a few feet back of the
ad. "Oh, it's you Mfary Trefoil !
au got your discharge this morn- th
Mar Trefoil looke up-a dr
red, pallid-faced woman, of two he
-three and twenty. Doctor Fitch
iew her very well.. She had been
SExmiouth prison three monthsF
>r theft. and during two of these
iree months she had lain nearly at s
e point of death, in the hospital
ard, with a low, lingering fever-.t
octor Fitch was rather proud of
te skill which- bad rescued her -
om the jaws of death. He stop
ed his horse and looked at her.
"Yes, sir," said Mary* Trefoil~
piitlessly. "I've got my dis
liarge." ' - 4
"And where are you going now?"
"I don't know, sir."
"Where are -your friends ?" he
sked, not unkindly.
"I have none, sir."r
"But this won't do," said Doctor
itch, noting thc troubled -light in
be girl's eye, the deadly whiteness t
f her brow and Cheeks. "Look
ere; you must.go somewhere, you a
:now. :You can!t sit here;. Can't ~
'ou think of any place where they tj
rould give you fod and shelt'er for
few days until yi6a get strong ?" I
Mary Trefoil 'shook her head.
he did not-seemn to be at all in
ei-ested in the quiestion. ~Doctor
itch's horse -reached, up his head
md browsed on .the. still green
eaNes of. a wild grape-vine, which d
he boughs of a cedar' had sheltered a
~rom the early frost. Doctor Fitch a
imself sat like a statue, and took
~d at Mary Trefoil.
"A social problem," he said, in
rardly. "Andi she inust be solved,
,ofietow."
"Mary," he spoke aloud, "can x
von walk a niile?"
"I spe~~.
"Then k i~~~n horse's
ide lay ho
rants. ,nnUar34 suit
"I didn't pht myself in Exmouth
jail," sullenly retorted Mary. "And
I have told one story from the be
ginning-that I had nothing to do
with the silver. I don't know how
it caine into my trunk ; I didn't
know it was there, until the officer
dragged it out before my eyes."
"The law thought differently,".
said Doctor Fitch, who, as prison
physician, had heard these protes
tation of innocence from scores of
lips before. "However, that is not
the quest;on, we are discussing just
at present. Will you try to deserve
my recommendation, if I give you
one !
"Heaven help me, sir, I will !"
said Mary Trefoil, evidently affect
ed by his kindness.
She walked beside the horse for
some little distance, until, down a
side road, which seemed to plunge
directly into the woods, they came
to an old gray-stone house, all man
tled with scarlet creepers, with a
background of gnarled apple-trees,
and the whir of a gritsmil sounding
somewhere in the background like
the ceaseless hum of some gigantic'
insect.
"Good afternoon, Mrs. Glover !"
said Dactor Fitch. "Have you suit*
ed yourself yet with a girl?"
"Mrs. Glover, an apple-faced wo
man of sixty, looked at them
through a pair of round, silver
rimmed spectacles.
"No, nor, I ain't like to," said
she. "Betsey Keene, she has gone
in- the millinery trade, and Ldcy
Hovey, she-"
"Well, I've brought you one,"
said Doctor 'Royal Fitch. "Cone
here, Mary. This is Mary*'Irefoil,"
with a quick glance at the silent
girl.. "I know who she is, and I
can answer that she will do her best
to.please you and make herself use
ful."
."Indeed, I . will, ma'am," said
Mar), in a low voice.
"Folks live about here ?" said
Mrs. Glover,
"I have no relatives," said Mar.'
"I come from the northern part of
the county."
"All the better," said the old
lady, briskly. "You won't have.nd
followeri. Well, Mary, I won't
deny that I'm awful gld to see you,
for Im - prettyddnigh tucke'red;a it
with doing aUl, the -chores myseIf.
To be sure, -my son Daniel helps
me morning and evpnings, before
he goes to teach deestrick school
for he's a.scholaf, my son is," with
conscions pride. "And- father, he
does what he can; but a man can't
'o much. besides tendin' grist-mill
in place like this. You look a
Little whdte and peaked, but--"
"Oh. she'll be all right in this
pure air, with plenty of :your new
milk and home-made, bread !" said
Doctor Fitch, erily.
Aid with his red word or
two of encouragenqpt to.AIary Tre
roil, he rode away.
On Thanksgiving day,*early a
month later, he came back,.
"Hello !" .said Dr, Fitch. "Why,
Mary, you-look like ~a different
ereature !
Mrs. Glover ha gone to chureh,
'thbher son Dan'.l ands "Father,"
iun * ~ b -the 'occasional
esof snow wac ei-.
ig to flutter through the air,a
howling of, the wind .down the hi
n. tr
ary Trefoil was tripping around hi
a kitchen, with an unwonted tinge b:
color in he:- checks, and her soft, ft
wn hair 1:arted from het fore- w
ad, imnsl red ribbon tied at the lj
le. S )ped, with a milk a
( in hi and looked at Dr. ci
nt creature, n
-,- to you !". iE
uso i ng right, eh?'' said o
e doctoi. ov like the pIace?" b
"I am perfectly happy1bere,Nsaid ti
ary. 'But, 'oh, doctor, I havenio
r to consult,# and I've aslied my
if the . question so many times g
re that everything seems distorted.
xny eyes ! I wonder if I might:
re to speak out my'mind to you?" j
:What on earth is the girl talking
mut ?" said DoctQr Fitch.i
"Come, I'll officiate as prison i
ipais for the time being," said y
otor Fitch, good-humoly. "Out j0
"'Welt, it - it isn't exactly a o
oubi,E confessed Iary, busying
erself ith polishing the great rede
>plef which' were to be the crown
ig glory, .of the dessert. "But I
ink-4 -a& almost' certain-that
ianiel Oover is getting fond of
"Hal-lo1" said the doctor.
"Oh. doctor,Q faltered poor Maryr
aught I to tell~ him all ?"
"-Hold- yqur tongue,' said the,
octor, brasquely. loe ut
iakesawier.head.! You say you
re innocet'of all those charges ?',
"-I .was innocent.!" cried Mary.
I a i.anocent !"
"ety 'well," sai4lioctar Fitch;
~enyionre is godesheis."
Add,with afewkndly words
ode%n -
.But -as Mr. aiid Mrs. ovr'
ere ecoming Jeissiely y on
hitch, 'with Dsniei
"I am the miller, friend,' said
Mr. Glover.
"Well, then," said the dusty-foot
ed gtranger. "it is my bounden duty
to tell you're harboring a prison
bird in your home."
"What ?" cried old Mrs. Glover,
"I knows it, blamed well!" as
serted the man, "cos I was in quad
at the same time she was. Theft
for she, and drunk and disorderly
for me. And I wouldn't have
blowed on her, but she refused me
a drink of cider, and wouldn't let
me in to warm my feet. I ain't no
tale-bearer; but there's some things
as flesh and blood won't bear !"
He- stalked on muttering to him
self, while Mr. and Mrs. Glover and
Daniel stared at each other in hor
rified amazement.
"Mother, is it true !" said Daniel.
"It can't be !" said the old lady.
"Ask herself," said the miller,
grimly. 1
Mary met them at the door, with
a radiant smile. The dinner was
all ready; the humble array of sil
ver and china sparkled on the
board; the fire blazed upon the
clean-swept hearth.
"I am so glad you- have come
back !" said she. "Not that I was
afraid to be alone, but there was an
ill-looking man along just. now
Oh. why do you look at me so
strangely? Is anything the -mat
ter ?"
"There is much the matter !" said
the old miller, sternly. "Answer
me, girl-"
"Father you shall not be harsh to
her !" said Daniel Glover. -Come
here, Mary. Lean 'on"me. Nay,
do not tremble so. - What is there
to be afraid of ? We all know that
the brute spoke lies !"
-"Isit a lie," faltered Mr. Glover,
"that you-you were in prison'?"'
"It is no lie !" said Mary, turn
ing. deathly 'white. -'I 'served a
sentence in Exmouth prison; bt
but I never was guilty ! Circum
sttnces were against me. t-"
"Then," sternly ,uttered the old
man, you must- leave this:-oase,!"
"If she goes, father," sai4 Daniel
Ggver, firmly, "I go with her. For
I ti'ust her. I believe in her-!"
"Daniel, are you crazy ?" said his
mother.
At that moment, Doctor Fitch
rode up, looking fldshed and ex
cited, yet pleased withal. He
sprung off his horse and walked in
to the house, looking keenly about
him.
'Gcd- people,"'. said he arhat is
all this about ?"
"We. have heard," wailed
Mrs. elo'er, "that our Mary is-a
convict !"
"Pshaw !" said Doctor Fitch. 'o
it has got araund to your ears;hTas:
it 2 "Well, I- have just heard i at
she isn't. I. have come from the
hospital ward. A min was brought
in, fatally wounded inta. liquo
saloon fray. I examined his hurts.
'My.mam1,.gid I, 'fyou shave pny
affairls ts' settle, they had better be
settled at once, 4ryou have not
six. hours to live.' Said he, 'if I am
dying, there's* one or two 4hings I
would like to say.' Ajd tien in.
solemn confession. .he said aruong.
other black and wi,ked-revelitions,
that he was one"of the'burglars in
~-'~~...hartens case-that he
d the siver ~-M Tre?oil's
unk when, at the las d
mself unable to carry it away, s
'ing seamstress in the Chartens
mily, and entirely ignorant of the.
hole thing-that he was too close
tracked to contrive to return-,~
id so she was convicted through
rcumstantial evidence, being, to
se the wretch's own words, 'as in
>ent as a baby, all thestime. He1
a dyin man now, under the care.
the chalain, but he has done his
ist to rit you, M'ary Trefoil, in
te eyes olie world !"
"Mary,"'.qj' the miller, "I wras
rong just n when Isp'oke up so
idden. Wig you forgive me?"
"Mary ddn't look so pale,'
othed Mrs. Blover. "Here
rink soinme of this eold water !'.
"Mary, dearest," 'whispered.D&n
l, as he stole his armn.around her .
-aist, "'I kita all along that yon.
'ere innoc~e I kniew30 youire
>o good an'pure to besught else !"
And the last wordsieivid 'het
iost ofal ;
'Doctor Nitch it yesft help theiz
at t.i TifiIysg:dinner whte'h
friiad s 32ntily
feroa oleainous turkey;
he iitnflavoread applegrJes,
he barkealpotatean&mice8ans,
rith the nuts3sjngapple.s and spark
ing cider afterward; Amid when he
ose to go, e said, laughing:
"Well, an'd when is the' 'wedding
o be?"
"At Claistmas, pleasee God,"
)aniel uttered, bravely, while31lafy
'refoil ri~ied ott.
"Oh, uI~ae1I nevi ao'
"But
"Oh, Daniel, I think I never
kneir beiore the true meaning of the
name Thanksgiving !"
"It does seem providential," said
old Mrs. Glover, tenderly, stroking
down the bright hair of her daugh
ter-in-law elect, "that all this should
have happened on Thanksgiving
Day!"
As if all things were not provi
dential, when Providence is over us
all.-Helen Forrest Graves.
CIRISTMAS PRESENTS.
"Who would think it ?" said Mrs.
Breezy, taking up a piece of fancy
work and sitting comfortably in her
rocking chair. "It is only a feW
weeks to Christmas."
"Is that all ?" asked Mr. Preezy,
deep in an editorial on the, recent
action of the young rapublicans..
"Yes, only a few~ weeks," said
Mrs. Breezy.' "The. time will fly
away before we know it, and I-have
hardly thought of presents.. I- have
so many to make, too. Now Yoa
are elected I suppose yod won't
grumble, as you usually do at this
seston of the'year. . There is't any
excuse for your saying that you
can't afford to give me a few'dollars
for presents this year.. IAs high
time I had alittle.money to com
2nence with, too.. Suppose you, let
me have a check for a hundred in
the morning, and-"
"A checJ for what?" asked Mr.
Breezy. looking-gp suddenl from
his paper. -
"Only a hundred to start with,"
sat Mrs. B3reey, put thg.her thread
a little nervously ttd her work.
"A hundred dollsatartwith!'
ejaculated' Mr. Breezy. "1tart
"Tbat: all the attention youever
pay to anything I say," said Mrs.
Breezy. "I suppose you haven't
"heard. a word ' 've. been saying.;
Do put that-everlasting newspaper
dowoa little attention to
your irf f t e;in your life. .I
say you'ay giviy me a ehec for a
hund'red-a hundred' and fifty dol.
lars in the.norcng forChrjstmas-"
"Y 1*tsaid haidred, ssid
Mr..8
"1 kjiew you'd notie that,"- said
M y.-zy. "I knaw I said.a4
moa ebt ago, butI've changed^my
mind. The fact is, I shoul re
have twolhndred dollars.'
"My dearr ifyon keep
ljmit ' bise. t ite i
draw out of ths
- u n't a udeta 'i
gambling terms, andx;~*iIia you
would confine yourselt to re 6
ble language," said -Mrs. reey
fdmbling around - in her
basket for aa paiticul
silk, "Two hundrE& and fitf dol
lars wouldn't be ay too much
for-" -
"I call," cried Mr;'reesy.
"There you -go again,' said Mrs.
Breeg.y. "For heaields sake drop
on-stop that slag You -knows
you can well affrd to give me a
few hundred dollars for Christmas
presents, and the manerlio'has met
with the luck you have this yearin,
politics should not ~ikojEtL
giving his wife a hittle
'money. You wouldn't hiby
~'-of spending dira]o fiour
undrea idiur n
igars for il iuo n
s you call them bu~Wt w fuents,
ife asks youT for half-tha~t sum'
"Suppose we return' to the origi- 3
al estimates, and call it an even
andred ?" said- Mr. Breezy, pull- rg
ng.out is.aheek 5'ook.
"Do you suppose I'can get ~along 11
rtth a miserible'hundred dollars ?" -t
ied. Mfrs. Breezy. "Wh your Y
>resent alone?will cost nearlj thit. F
es, I expectd to give yourareal a
andsome ,present j~ year; but if
a oxaegding to b~g, of course
ou -will have to taewbitlIcanW
dford to give-your Then think of h
he children, and dear-mother; and ~
dgrind-mamwia and my 'der sip
.g:n$awg to;Myiuolkng of brother-~
ick-and doudgi Marry and your
iwa indither.. -You don't want me
io forget yodf own mother-"
"You) ld*over me," said ~Mr;
Breezy, 'hethrew down a blank
~hck. out t smit your
6i~ yoTesiHy mnean itt askedn
&rs. Breezy.f
"yWel, gao shall have .jast the t
sweetast, . ieest. 'presenit in Abhe
world,'. MRD reygv e
huba eneno&idas a are
room with t~u chee I
One . hedaddestisightseith ie
hrd tiInes is t6 seed wome-.i,ta a
A YOUTHFUL VROIGY.
The poet Wadsworth once sid
that Coleridge and Sir Wiliam
Hamilton, tfie' far ous metaplryst
cian, when the tw.o: most' wonder
ful men, taking all their endow
ments together, that he ever
met. .Hamiltop, indeed, t6
be "wonderfil" at a very
At three years old ha cotl read
the Bible; at four years and fire
nonthAe.was accomplishing tWe
fekts thna b bis mothexg
a letter to sister: -
"Ho is-one of the most nrk
ing children ypn can imagine)-.4"
scarcely creditable, he not
reads. well, but with euch ,he
judgment and-point, that it wotnld
shame- may who have finished
their icatis;=n His recting is
astonishi g;fd his ear and se
curate karedge: of .geography is
beyondbelief; he even -draws the
countries with pecil on paper;
and wiu -aE theoant, though not
perfectly ife t so well that
anybody aow g= the countries
ould not mist'ke them; Iut you
will,think this nothing when I tell
you that..he reads Latin, Greek and,
Hebrew! Itis truly, funny to see
tle -iee of some of the wise heads
pat onafter examining him; they
first iok incredulous; then they
loo .uit he said it asia parrot
wouf batafter an examination of
variousbooks and Tarios'partsof
the;sawe book, and hen some.
tises; to correct those o from
long neglect '?d thesad
languages have forgote
letters; he puts thine -ic"
po, he sa y Well.o
ben with
- vaa
Le - read,.
yat it is
wr t -be over
Soksuppose
that A.hIs. him -s
play, and th.t l 4 More
speak or plq , es a n.ge
eral Ethaaa rvery
thing bemnust ls a ranoi-.
The thingst aner are te iffer'
entontries in t saworld. If he
be wants his bndkercef tied
around his throat it is-please pt
this around i -isthmus; if his ye
itches, itris his. east eye br est
He-feadPsf'ie~Eebrew wiLh
H.' H it mi
being iMier dols, :i t
hier to see the dieresee in
t aid lit Ia t:
po s the el .
PM..
aa
piteously and -rne
she went to D4m, a4.
s 8 knew nothi gabo t i
thatshe called h e let t ri
and'cona not say _ as.,it
shdald be said, or any oerpatr
any more than a dance 2eJad
some troable to mc~in and
after that, if i* y psk to read
jiebrew, he abia a -Do you
readj eg-picsa ti-time
ypa at e 'oa mo
thysoentsoias ber prodi
BESI t RE1PE FOR A LONG
4LIFE.
Ap'ro.pos of Sir Moses Monteflore,
wose entry en his hundreth year
is a. suibjet of-sneh general congrat-2
ulation,wat is the best recipe for a
~ log3if-supposing a man to
g? iilton ob'ect worth attain
le of not too muc s on "tH.
iubt an excellentoniq. but v
its application.Xoey M1
i followed his dwa.Mve,and
t -failed to live sixty- .ea s
intenelle, whose life embraced
most exactly -a century)Februry
.; 1657to January 9; -757)s Ts
rmally asked his opinoin on this~
eighty question,- and replied thia'
Sascribed bis lpghof' d.lsys to;
ro:msims-he ba aid *dowz for
mself and riiladhered to
st, "everyod is 'right ;" the
cond, "everything is-' p*usibie.
be late Canan Beadoawas leji
ntiouis, and would. la
~ at he had reach
smly by neverdearing *
reroat' It waseither he -or -a
bl centenarian who sad.ie
aver- eaten cold meat, but always
t,and- thus. savedr his digestion
om premature exhanstioni owing
Sdouble. work. It is relate4 of
ord Mansfield that -whenever a
ale and biai dmi,.v eni
ence before bih 1dquestion
ie *itness afriendp way as .to
ileisbits,with the result that he
nnd eyone t ''ha1
e- toperss. ,have
een as- nudero*4h atei'
inkri, wJhich:is o . -
eater n nextr~
ghteenth century. --
it sa-geat wonder te
onji th&moon" doe^s
c~parstep ladder an
Tl E BEST ADWTI8*IG
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tor of t~rn 4
po trs
v#w e
a8$8ffied that-t w
-news .po b t Ait;K
y c e ;te . reac er to
wt r'ie r t
r$tising colnns; Ind thosea '
read the paper quietly at khoim
far more inciized to go oi re j r
*Auts and lpok where to
tlem than in i
wh Ys mrbe ikinguel
selling his o . than -B1i-'
eig hisie Thent pe"
of this me ve
most endIless takes
aess ~cakdra t'* 11e
may cover an entire
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Manayote
genap 17S
literary to s
dej a~iu tcr b
ist wo'ndeuhow)ini h
to be a C Qesh ect / _
the. art - y..- . . t"f.
always fr
yet clgr
rons vEen
genet "d~ -'u_
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trynd Q":
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