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TRI-WEEKLY EDITION. WINNSBORO,, S. C., FEBRUARY 12, 1881. VOL. IY.-NO. 176.
A DOUBTING HEART.
Where are the swallows liod?
Frozen and dead,
Perebansoo upon someo bleak'and st..rmy shore,
0 doubting heart
Par over purple seas,
Thoy wait in atinny ease
'Tho balmy southern bronzo,
To bring them to the northern bolne onsce
Why tnu4t the flowers dio ?
Ir'soesd they lie
in the cold tomb hoedless of tears or rain.
O doubting heart I
They only eleep below
Toe soft white ermino snow.
While winter windo shall blow.
To bsoathe and amilo upou you soon ngain.
The sun hits hid its rays
These many a days .
Wi drtary hours never leave the eatth ?
o doubting Leart I
The stormy olouds on high
Vol t'he camo sunny sky,
'That soon (for spring is nigh)
Shll waitu the sutmiuer into goidous u it,.
Fair hope is dead, and ll, [it
Is quonourod in night.
Vat sound ean break the silence of dospa-r ?
0 doubting.heart I
rhy sky is overoswt.
Yet stars shall riko at last,
Prighter for darkness past,
And angole' silver voices stir thu. air.
The Talbot Diamond.
A brown-stone front. A fashionably
dressed young man standing in the door
way; an old man, In equally niodern at
tire, mounting the marble steps; 'and it very
plainly-dressed young lady passing on the
The yourg man bowed to the young
lady, and she timidly acknoWledged the
salute. . The old gentleman too& notice of
the act, aud turned very quickly toward
the young lady; but saw only a -trim,
I idylike figure gliding gracefully down the
street. He turned, quite Impatiently to
the young man, and asked, sharply:
'Johns, who is that?"
" 'Miss Maggle Osborne, father."
"Miss Maggie Fiddlesticks ?" exclaimed
the old gentlemtans. "What do you mean,
"That the young lady is named MaggLe
Osborne," was the quiet reply.
"No trifling 1" threatened Mr. Morton
Talbot. ".New, what is she ? and who is
"Your last question is answered. To
the first I will answer that she is a very
charinig young lady.
"Zounds I You Insult me I" exolairned
Pa Talbot, iu a rage. "Now, sir, once for
ud ? What are her antecedents ? What Is
lie to you Y'
"I declare, father, you quite overwhelm
Ie with questions. Pray excuse me if I
ask you to repeat thera, one at a time."
"John Talbot, you are insolent I" cried
Mr. Talbot, Sr., brushing past hihi.
"nsolent I" he repeated, pausing in the
hall. "Most confounded Insolent I And
If I hear any more of it
"Father, I beg pardon, if I have said
anything to wound your feelIngs, " inter.
rupted John, with a face that was any
thing but peuitent.
"Wound my feelings I Don't you -be
idurmued ! .'m not so sensitive as thast. But,
when I ask you a question I want an an
swer. Now, what Is that girl?"
"I1 fear, father, that I do not catch your
iming,'' said John, with a distressed
"John Ta'lbot, I'm ashamed of you
1positively ashmied! And i'm growvinsg
anigry, tool I ams upjoinimy w"ord! I cain
endure but little more-very little. Now,
for the last, tlne, is she resagectaiblet "
"iathser, you do me an Injustico."
"I doni't know about that. To tell the
4truth, I wouldn't like to take miuchs stock'
in your 'resp~ect able' acquaiintanccs. Buat,
about this gIrl. What Is lies' stsiadmg ?
Thlere's no uso aiskinsg abloui itr ine., for
her diress speaiks for itself."
'Iamnt0 sure of tl.at," said John, "'i've
seens heri with wvealth enougli about her to
muake a dozun men rih-yet se always
dresses very plain."
"Does, ehli Eccentric, no doubt. But
that mnakes no difference. Yen know what
my wIshes are, sj you can banIsh all
thoughts of Mlss-Mlss--Mggie-Osborne
froin your mind. As for your falling in
loewith every psetty face you iee, I'll
oha wt about to reply, hut the look of
consternation that became suddenly visible
on Mr. rITlbot's face checked hint.
"What is it?" lie asked, hurried ly.
l'he dismnonds -the l'nlbot dilamonda I"
"W hat of themi, father ?"
"eGone I Lost I " gasped the oldi gentle
nmau. ".1 took themi, several days ago, to
Sanborn's to be reset, and got them again
--or thoutght I (lid--not two hours ago I I
msust have loft then, after all. I'll go
right back and see, for there's a fortune in
those Talbot dliamnonds I"
Half ani hour hater.
An elegant Broad Street store,
Air. haniborn behind the couniter, anud Mr.
Talbot, Sr., before it,
'$ ~ Mr. Talbot was puimiig like a spent
horse, for no grass had grown under hsis
ceet while hurrying back for those dia
"Myl~ dlnamondlsl The Tatlbot diamonds!"
h~e exclhited to thse wonderinig Mir. Sian
"Left theum hero?'' artliulated the ex
hiated 'Talbot. "Seen them?" C
"Assuredly not, Mr. Talbot. You took
thenm away with you.
botq~ shook is head.
"The girl I Where Is she?"
"You mean Maggie ?"
"I lon't know whether it was Muggle,
or Mary, or Betsy, or vlop; but it's the one
I dealt with."
"You refer to Maggie -Osborne, I pre
sunie," said Mr. Sanborn. "She left here
soon after you went out, and will not b e
in the store again for several weeks."
"MIigaite Osborne I" exclaimed Morton
t I 'Jot. "Uone, too I Depend upon it,
she's got the Talbot diaiondsl"
Mr. Sanborn stared in blank amazement,
and ImehaIcaIIly gave Morton Talbot Mag
gie's address; and It wats not until Talbot
left the store that lie fully realized the
enormity of the crime with which his
trusted employe had been charged. le
promptly wrote to Maggle, offering sym
pathy and assistance, and declai Ing his be
hof in her innocence. And that was not
all. With John Talbot's assistance, a search
for the missing diamonds was instituted;
lut Mr. Morton Talbot knew noting of it,
aud went on his own way to recover the
A long, steep hill. At the bottom a
runaway horsu and a wrccked carriage ;
half-way up, the insensible form of Mr.
Morton Talbot, so far on his search for
Maggie Osborne or the lost diamonds; at
the top. a comfortable farmhouse, and a
young lady just coming through the gate
to Mr. Talbot's relief.
Help was near, and with very.little de
lay the unfortunate Talbot was safely en
sconced between two white sheets to the
good housewife's spare bed.
Ilis senses came back to him at lust, and
his first words were:
"'What a tremendous hillI"
Then he bethouglht him of his errand,
and startled the young lady in attendauce
by asking abruptly:
"What would you do to a young lady,
if she stole your diamonds from you ?"
"Never having been the owner of dia
monds, I cannot say," replied the young
lady ; "but I believe I should, first of all,
get the diamonds."
-"Zounds?" exclaimed Mr. Talbot. "And
that's just what I will do. By-the-way, do
you know a person named Magio Os
"Is it possible?" exclaimed Mr. Talbot,
is though it was the strangest thing in the
world. "Vll, you are the first one. If
I've asked one, I have askek a hundred, and
nobody knew die little thief."
"The what sir?"
"Thiet I She stole the Talbot diamonds,
and I'm after her I"
"Why I why I I'm astonlshed I I .knew
R1aggie had a very taking way, but I
uever supposed she would go so far as
"Nor nobody else," grumbled Taltot.
-There's my boy, John won't believe a
word of it. lie's after her-"
'Two after her? Poor Maggie I She'll
Je caught, surely I"
'''No, no, no I'" Ite: upted Talbot ''not
bout the diamnond . bat lie wants her for
I wife I"
"Oh I that's funny, now-in't it? Of
-ourse you'll not allow It P"
"Just let him try It I" replied Talbot
,vith a meaning smile.
"No, I knew you wouldn't. It would
me scandlalous. But you probably would
iot care so much if she hadnii't stole your
liamionds? MaggIe is quiite a ilce girl,
"Wll0n. John1 has always been a
;oodl b)oy, and it lie really liked a good, rec
pctabic guIl, and1( wanted to marry her,
I tion't know as I should say mucli agalinst
it. Bat such a ereature I Bahi I John's
"'blow curious. B~ut if she proves her
nunocence. For intance, if you should
earn that she had not touched the dia
LiondsA at all, and your son still wanted to
marry lher you woulhl not object. Of course
"N'o. I woilln't" replied 'Ta:lbol-at the
mmie timie lie was thliinm4 "l'll be safe
eniouigh, ior' thiere's not the least doubt of'
bl guilt. And I gut a I'll promise further,
for I realily like thIs girl. It woin't do
miy harm, any way, to give her at good
>pinion) of me." "No, I would not ob,
leet," lhe repeated ; "and~ inore than that.
I woul give them ai goodl setting uip in
life. I 'mi able, and I would do it, too."
"T'lhank you, father," were the wordis
that camne In answer to his ; and, looking
toward tihe doomr, he saw John standing
there. "I overheard your promise, father."
contined John, "anid I thinik I shall be
iafe enough to set the wedding day just a
"umnph I Don't count your chicks too
loon. That abggle Osborne never wIll be
"Not until she, or soin'e onie else, prToves
"You'll b)e in your grave long before
that, boy. "
"'My deniuse will be speedy, then," said
John, taking something from his pocket.
"$ec the proofs I"
"What i Mercy I What Is it ?''
"'The T1albot dhiamuonds, father."
"IIangedl If you aren't right I ' exclainned
Pa Tialbot. "Where did youi got' them ?"
"After getting the (diamnonds front Mr.
Banborn's, you changed coate, and left the
gems mn one of the pockets."
"Confound my carelessness !"
"'It's ani Ill wind---.' You know the
rest, father. I shall hiereafter lprIze the
Tlabot diamonds for all they are worth.
"Proilse ! I was only jol'.ig, boy.
never meant you should marry that Os
borne girl. You didn't think I was In
"Really, I thought of liti le else but th
proise. That holds good yet, fro i th
fact that we have witness to it. Don't yo
think so, Maggie ?'
"Mairgie I not Maggie Osborne (" aske
the old gentleman, scrutinizing the youn
lady, who was blushing and smiling ver,
"Miss Maggie Osborne, father."
"Drat me for a fool ?" growled Pa Tal
but. 1i1 a bunidwring, fool1 and
blo.khead I and blind as a bat I I don
deserve anythlist better. H ere M agglk
take the Talbot diamonds, atid Joliti, too
I've not another word to say against it
And all I ask of you is if you ever find
bigger nunskull than old Morton Talbol
give hiin the diamonds, and ask no que
An Effective Plea.
It happened in Texus, and within a fe,
hundred miles of Galveston. A poorly
clad, thin Jookiug boy was brought up fo
trial oin the charge of stealing a ham fron
a grocer His name was Jerry MeGonigle
thle son of an alleged poor but virtuou
widow. The personitl appearance of th)
boy was not sufficiently attractive to blini
the jurors to the real merits of the case
The foreinan of tie jury, who was a pro
fessional, told tile next jurymian confiden
tially that, although he had been on th
bench-,he jury bench-f r the last twen
ty-tive years, he had never seen such a de
praved face on a mere boy. Tle othe
juryman whispered back that the sherif
had ruined his chances for re-election witi
the law-abiding element by taking th<
handcuffs off such a desperate villain an
allowing him to sit near the stove. A plci
of "not guilty" was 'entered and the tria
proceeded. The evidence was dead agains
the boy, but before the case went to thi
jury the boy's lawyer got up and said :
"May it please your honor, the motlic
of this unfortunate boy has just receive<
information from New Orleans that, owinj
to the death of a relative in that city, sh
comes into possessiou of a large iumibcr o
houses, railroad and other stock to be hel
im trust for this bov. I myself have secw
"Where (oes the widow live ?" aSke
When the jury got back, after au ab
sence of one minute, there were real tean
of joy in the eyes of the' foreman as lie pro
nounced the verdict ''not guilty," amid tIh
suppre5sod cheers of the crowd. The boy wa
heartily congratulated by the lawyers am
jurymen who gathered around hin. Th<
prosecuting attorney intimated that It
would proceed criminally and civilly agains
the grocer from whom the ham was stolen.
An alder lawyer, who was a bachelor, tok
the bof lie was sorry that he was nut a Com.
plete orphan, as he was looking for a brighl
boy to adopt and leave his wealih Ia Th<
foreman of. the jury suddenly remcuberej
that he had known the widow in forinei
days; that she was a lady, and fit to be tht
cominion of all Euglish peer. Severa
members of the bar accompanied the bo)
home to break the glad news of his acquitta
to the su.ldenly rich widow.
Reporters tire naturally suspicious, and L
representative called on the boy's lawyci
to obtain some more details.
''Tha. boy and his mother are in bi
"Yes," said the lawyer, "'they netirly gol
him that. time. lie's the worst. little rasca
in Texas, and his mother is no better. Sit
encourages hin In his stealing, but thet
she is very poor."
'Do you mean to Hay that it. is aill a cock
and-buh story about his coming in posses
sion of liouses, railroad and other stock,
through the death of a relative in Now Or.
Thle lawyer laughed antd said: "I1 tell
you contidentially I was f'ohng the 1el
lows. Th'le widow Mcdonigle had a sistel
in New Orleans, and that sister haid a boy.
She bought the boy, at auction, a big lo)t of
toys, wvooden houscs, tin railroads and ii
Noah's ark full of bi >oded stock, but t in
boy got a genuiue care of malarial, typho
buhious, remittent fever of sonie kinid, amli
died; and so the New Or'~o mn womnan sh111)
petd the stulf to the( wit low for her boy
dilly. 1 saw the hi t~er and the boy myself,
It, is a fact tht. lie has~ comeI ini possessionr
of houses, raibiosis and stock, as 1-stated,
for I wouhl iather give up the profession
''I always k~new that,'' said the report.
"'t Is right amiusinig to see three or foul
old dliers prowling about the place. Omt
of thema has bought Bill a new suit ()
clothes and Invited the widIow to a mas,
querade ball. They get out of' the hioust
like they had beeni scaled wheni the widov
shows them theimpioved pr'operty and thu
rest of' the playthinigs. They go aiboul
r'avinlg, ando say I amn to blame for it all
but I don't see how, (10 you? i only staite
the shnaple truth, andl, when I can't, do tha
any mnoi'e In a Ti'x is court house, I an
goIg to quit the law and become a journal
Cor'nelus Rfosenburg, a I lollanlder b:
birth, and1 a wood-tiu'rner by trade, whn
lives in Eh~lzabeth street, R~ochester, New
York, has passed the last, twelve of t'i
lIfty-tiwo years lie has been In this world ni
a way woithty of note. lie works regular
oy day, but on every nighi, with less thal
a dozen except ions (durinig the years named
lie hias aftter supper taken a walk of thlreI
or four mtiles, invariably stopping In hi
journ'iey at Marbutrger's brewery, where hi
drmnks three or four "schioonecrs" of hage
b~eer. lHe generally arrives in the tiip
room at nIne o'clock, and leaves withI gr(ea
regularity at toei o'clock, On week day
lbe selidomn smokes, but on Sunday lie re
minls at, his board .,ng-ho use aiid smokes tel
to fifteen cIgars, lie Is inot talk ative, miake
few acquaintanilces, andit at Marbur'ger's,. a
at lis boardinig house, takes the sameacn
at, the table on every visit, lie tneithe
gives nor accep~ts '"treaits" aiid his favoriti
beverage niever (ilsigrees with hin. A
suinlg t'hat Mr. Roseiinurg diank nuo bec
on Sunday, but took four' g.a ses daily of
week dass5 during the palst twelvo years, h
must have ibibed 13d,029 glasses. But a
It appYmi. that on sonic rare occaslins hi
took but three glasses. wev have allowei
b~m, In reuiid numburs, 12,000) schooner
of hi'ger, an amount of thu:d that wouli
ilot a I ai-slzed vessel.
--Arkansas last, ye~ir producei $30,
O0003,O0 warr i o . (ito.
It tiihing the 0 ta111 and (ua.nmaco.
An ostrich hut in Patagonia Is thus dis.
cribed by a recent traveler in that country.
'Cmx0 1 choo ! Plati !' I cry to the dog who
followed at ily horse's heels, as a fine male
ostrich scudded away towards the hills we
had jist left with the speed of lightning.
y lut the ostrich suddenly doubles to the
left. and cominences a hurried descent.
Tihe cause is soon oxplamred, for in the di
rection towards which ho has been making
a great cloud of smoke rises menacingly i
L his path, and baulked of the refuge he had
t hoped to Ild amidst the hills, the great
bird is torced to alter his course, and make
swiftly for the pIins below. But swiftly
its he ilies along, so doei Plati, who finds
a down-hill race inch more suited to iR
i splendi shoulders and rare stride. Foot
by foot lie lessons the distance that sepa
rates him from his prey, and gets nearer
and nearer to the fast sinking, fast tiring
bird. Away we gto, helter skelter downthe
hill. Plata Is alongside the ostrich, and
gathers hinself for a spring at the bird's
throat. 'le has him, he has him ' I
e shout to Gregorio, who does not reply, but
- urges his horse on with whip and spur.
r 'fas he got him, though ?' Yes-no--the
i ostrich with a rapid twist had shot some
thirty yards ahead of his enemy, and whirl
iug round, makes for the hill OnCO more.
And now begins the struggle for victory.
I The ostrich had decidedly the best of it,
for Plata, though he struggles gamely, does
- not like the up-hill work, and at every
- strides loses giound. Can he stay? I cry
3 to Gregorio, who sIUiles anid nods his head.
- Ile is right, the dog can stay, for hardly
- have the words left my lips when, with a
r tremendous effort. he puts on a spurt, and
f races up alongside the ostrich. Tho stride
i of the bird goes slower, lia doubles become
) more frequent, showers of feathers fly in
I every direction as Plata seizes him by the
I tail, which conies away in his mouth. In
I another moment the dog has him by the
t throat, and for a few minutes nothing
can be distinguished but a gray struggling
Nut less vivid is the accouut of the pur
I suit of a wounded huanaco, or guaaitco :
'At last my husband got a shot at a little
knot of four or live, who were standing to
gether, almost out of range. One fell, and
i the others took to their heels. With a cry
o triumph we galloped up to the wounded
one, but to our disuiay, at our approach,
he sprang to his feet and started off at full
speed after his companus, to all appear
aice unhurt. bpurring our horses we fol
lowed closely in his wake, down steep
ravines, up hills, over the plains, at times
losing him altogether, but always catching
sight of him again, going as fresh as ever,
I till at last we began to despair of ever run
ning him down. Gradually, and no won
dei, our jaded horses began to show signs
of exhaustion ; we had run them almost to.
a standstill, and reilecting on the distance
we had to ride back to thu camp, we were
just going to rein in, when the guanaco
suddenly stopped and laid down. But
wiwn we h.l t to w;"'b' iObOt, oiu yabrd.
01 him, up 06i got, and galloped off again,
distaicing us ti every stride. Hesitating
what to do, we kept In his wake, though
all tile tinie we were wishing we had never
started after hun. Slower and slower our
panting horses struggled towards a ravine,
down the side of which the guanaco had
disappeared. W caine to its edge and
looked down. The gutianaco was nowhere
t! be seen. We were at a loss to luiagit.e
what could have become of him. le hodmi
not climbed the other side, or we shouid
hthve seen him emerge Oil the plain, nor
I could he have gone along the ravine, either
to the right or the left, as we commanded
a view of it in both directions for a long
distance. In this dileninia we were staring
open mouthed witi astonishment about us,
when soiethiung mov ed in the long grass
below, and directig our steps thither we
caie u)oni our guaniaco lying stretche. out
in a pool3 of blood. Th'le moveimenit that
had~ dIratwn our ati ention to himu had1( evi
dently beeni his last effort, for he was not
qtuite dead. Examining him, we found
the bullet hade entered his side atid passing
tirougui the Ilungs er hghits, hiad lodged
near the spine; atnd yet, thus severly
woundled, hie haid gone quite tenl muiles at a
How Greelk 3Ket Grek.
"S$o it is true, Jessie lardbrook ( You
have been trilitng wvith me froim first to
last. May God forgive you--I catnnot, I"
said Ralph Ashton, bitterly, as lie tdroppied
tihe white han I and gazed scornfully at its
"Why, Ralph,'' lisped an affected
v'oice, "I never dIreamed yotulmeant any.
thing-really, it seems soi oddl''
'"Odd, Jessie Iiardbrook ! " and his
eyes flashed angrily. "You knew it
wvell!I Day by day you have been leading
me on. Why, when you saw that I was
beginning to love you from my very
soul, (lid you not cheek me ? 'rwas
becatuse you wished to swell the list of
your victinis. I comgratutate you upon01
your success. Now farewell forever I"
Atnd before the apparenitly astonIshed
young lady coul frame a sentence, the
dloor had slammined behind Italph Ash.
lie strodeo fiercely (Iown the street to
his studio, anid eiiterinig it, locked the
door' behind him. A picture stoodi on
the etasel, partly conicealed by a cloth
which had been thrown over it. TI'ls
lie snatched hiastily off and revealed a
fuillble portrait of Jessie H[ardbrook,
just as she had looked the first time lie
miad meot her, clad in white silk trihn
ed wIth tube) roses, tiie samel which
nestled in her long, golden curls. A
en,lie parted the saicy redl hps anid
dimpled one daninty titited cheek. It
iwals Jessie Ilardbrook, surely, but a
thousatid times mforeu besutifuil, for lie
.11( hadienowed it with a soul not hers,
t. but one of his own oreatiom--onie that
lihe llnaigined thait the womian Ite loved
le hind spenit much tiiie on this pie uire,
andtlt hadit sumcceeded~ beyonid his wildest,
hopes. it hind become the greatest. pleasiie
of his life to sit, before it, anud w imh ever'y
r stoke of [lie br'ush painit aind fancy a won
derful dream of the future when lie should
.call her his own,
r. All [lhis inay seem roiimntic atnd non
i stunsical for a strong muan to indugge In,
e but it wals true. Itahih Ashitoi possessed
a the senisitive nature that continually
a, i.ans to,vardl the Ideal and sting the prac.
.1 lical side of life. Whatever pleased or at
,a tracted hin, lie endowed with gifts of a
j divine nature, lie was honest and truth
fud in the highlest diegrea-just the one to
fall a vIctim to the snares of this hard,
- huard world.
Jii JIardthrano was a ,1irt of te. ,e.
cat dye, without a shadow of a heart. ilea
one aim was to secure a rich husband, whi
would keep her in case alilluenco all hei
butterfly- life. She had been pleased an(
flattered with Ralph Ashton's presenoe
an I when she saw him falling under ti
spell of her charms, instead of releasin
him there and then, as an honorable wo
iiian would have done, she strove th
harder to please, until she gained her owi
wish-nanely to say "No" to the Import
As Ialph Ashton gazed long and bit
terly at the beautiful picture he felt th<
one great hope of life die within hin, au(
all became darkness and despair. At last
snatching it angrily froin the easel. hI
ripped the canvas with his knife, and thrus
the whole into the grate, watching th4
flames consume it with a look of tilerc4
The next day a friend, coming to call
was surprised to find this placard on th4
door, "jone to Europe."
A suppressed murmur ran thbrough Mrs
B-'s crowded rooms is Ralph Asht'ot
entered them. It was his first appearanct
In society since his return from Europe
and Mis. B had securcd him, thougl
by dint of strategy for that one evening,
at least, as she announced triuinipliantly t
lie was quite a lion now, for his paint -
In s had won himt famie, and already richei
enough to secure comfort.
Jessie llardbrook was there. She hat
not altered, but looked as fresh and beau
uiful as evel- as she stood %ider the fuil
light of a chandelier, clad, singularl3
enough, in white silk, garlanded with tube.
roses just as he had seen her for the first
tine, when he had fallen so madly in love.
A blusi died her cheeks as she observet
his tall figure approaching her. "I wil
win him yet," she said under her breath,
For the man whom all the world acknowl.
edged seemed very different from the poor,
unknown artist she had scorned.
"Miss liardbrook V What a pleasure '
She felt her hand grasued cordially and
thought she noted a look of the old interest
in the speaker's brown eyes.
lie remained by her side the most of thi
evening, making hiniselt wonderfully agree
able by descriptions of his travels, tn<
when he placed her in a carriage, whisper
"May I come to-morrow i"
After that their old intimacy seemed re
vived. The gossips began to dream of t
grand wedding, and all the girls enviet
Jessie ier fortune. She was very happy,
Lou; for the fir t time she knew what il
was to-love; yes, she loved Ralph Ashton
from her very soi, and felt sure lie love(
her in ieturii. Only one thing troublet
her; ie did nt speak.
"L1e is waitit.g to be sure of mie," sit
would say to herself. "Ile will not risal
Another refusal." And she becaine doubl
One afternoon lie remarked carelessly, ai
4ae sat by her side :
" I ama aI49 LU-as UA-o In, JesilU
shall you mniss ie "
"What a question, Ralph ?" she replies
blusblng. "You know I shall. You'll not
tie gone long ?"
"Only a few weeks. I shall bring r
rriend back with nie whom I hope you wil,
love for my sake."
"Indeed I will," she answver'ed. "Is l
like you V"
"lardly." And a curious smile playel
ibaut Ralph Ashiton's mouth as he roie and
t>.ide her good by.
Three weeks later Miss Ilardbrook re
-eived a little three-cornered note, whieli
read as follows:
DEAa JussiE: Meet me at Mrs. W--'
reception to-night. I wish to introduce yet
v) imy friend. I . A.
It was with great clre that slie prepia-ed
for the reception.
"1I must look my best ; talph will wih
me to appear well before lia friend," shc
wh.s.>redl, ias she gazed admiringly at the
iuiage reth ctedl In the mirror.
The moomis were crowded with guests,
and the little Swiss clock on the manie:
had chiimned eleven, still Italph caime not,
.Jessie wiis growing limpatilent, when a hush
for an mntm proclaimied a new arrival,
and she saw through the crowd making~ hit
way directly toward her, Italh Ashtonm,
with a beautiful womian dressed in puir
white, leaning on his arm.
"Ahi I we were looking for y*ou,'' hm
said as lie appjroiiched. ''Edithl, dear, thin
is the friend I told you of ; Miss Hairdbrook,
aillowv me to present my wife."
Jessie lnardbrook grew white to the vera
lips at that word. TheJi room whirled, shi
reel and would have fallen had lie no1
caught her in his arma.
"T'he heat has overcome ycou," lie saidl
aloud. But lie knew better ; 11)r bendlg
close, lie whispered in her ear, "Greel
imeets Greek I"
The Profansor aunuth Doo ~urston,
Iekerring to mllitakenm ideas about relies,
recalls the story In a Germnan paper abloutI
a certain professor, which Is a parallel ti
the Bill Stumps adventure of Pick wick
TIhe German anthiuary mladle the delightfit
dliscovery that a stone laced over a stabb
(door bore the imnscriptioni 1081. '' inus
have this stone in miy collection, cost what
It may,'' thought the savant. Calling
tenant farmer who was the proprietor, th(
professomr said to himn eagerly :'"Did 3o1
not obttain tIs stone from the castle ruh
on the hIll yopidcr ?''
"It may be that mty graindfather fetcheci
it thencie when lie built the stable," wit
Th'le antiquary thoenaked what lie woukt
take for tile stono.
''Since youi aplpeair to have a faincy f.
It," stid the airmier, "'give ime for tj
guildenms, and~ I will bring it to you
''Uather a large stun," said the professor
''but brIng it to may residience and you
s'.mil hiive the inioney.''
Whmen In (due course the faramer brouiglm
the stone upon a truck, the zealous anti
qluary tumrnmed it over to refresh his eyes
with a sight of Its venerable chronolog.ca
inscription, not without anxiety, that I
aalght haye been damaged In Its removal.
"'Why," lie exclainmed, "'what Is this
Th'is is not thne rIght stone. On thme s'.oni
I bought fromi you wvas thme (late 1081, whilt
this bears the very modero (late 1801
which proves that the other was exactl:
Seven hunidred andl twenty years older thin
"Do not trouble about that," said th
peasantt. "i'he masons, you see, Sir
turned the stone uplside (down when the:.
set It In thme doorway, because it fatted h'et
ter thitt way You can turn It whichove
way yo.i like; but of course I mnust hav<
the money noreni umon."
I recently visited a village in Michigan,
to see old Mrs. Brown about a pension she
wants front the Government, and when we
had flnislied our business I said:
"1 see you have your churches here."
"Yes; but we never have any sermons
worth listening to."
"The mien look intelligent and smart."
lilumphl They are regular pokes I
There isn't. a man in Farniville who knows
enough to ask boot in a horse trade."
"But the women look happy," I pro
"Then they look what they ain't," she
answered. "I don't believe there is a
happy wolian in the whole village. If you
knew of the awful carrynigs on here you
wouldn't look for happy wives ?"
"What awful things do the iien do ?"
"You'd better ask what they don't dot
It's a wonder to ie that Farniville hasn't
shared the fate of Sodom and Gommor
"Do they drink ?"
"IDo they ? Didn't I see even old Deacon
Marris weaving this way and that as lie
climbed the hillilast. eveing ? Its a slippery
path, of course, but sober iein don't climb
a hill sideways."
"D1)', they gamble ?"
"Gamble I What did Mrs. Potts tell
me that her brother's wife told Mrs. Davis
not a mouth ago? Four of the leading
men in the place were caught playing
checkers for the soda water. That's a
nic example, isn't it O"
''is Mrs. Potts nice?"
"Nice ! Why, she's the worst gossip in
town ? It's a wonder the nen don't duck
her in the mill pond "
"Anud Mrs. Davis I"
'She's a hypocrite I She'll talk sweet
to your face, and abuse you behind your
"Mrs. George is well spoken of."
"By whom? I've known her fifteen
years, and I never heard a human being
speak well of her! slle eats opium ilat
lies like a trollop I"
"Isn't Mrs. Mellenry all right ?"
"All right ' Why, no one can live inl
the house next to her."
"The Postmaster seems like a gooi
iman," I ventured to remark.
"Good 1man11! Why, my husband always
believed lie was the very man who tnrew a
yaller dog down our well I I don't say that
lie steals letters, but I know that when I
sent two three-ecent slamps in a letter to
mily daughter in Illinoy, site never got it."
'But there must lie one good man I re?''
"There must, ehi Well, I wish you'd
piut him out to ime. I'd like to polish up
my spectacles and take a good look at
"Aid isn't there one fault less woman ?
"Well, I don't vant to seem vain and
conceitct, because none of us are long for
this word, but L expect I'm tihe f uttless
onie you are inquiring after I''
I think I shall go out oi the evening
train. Mrs. Brown says that every house
UnMIUL lb uuonLgage(I, eVery IUsmeSS Man
is ready to "bust," and every family has
at least 11 sCailal alIut them. On iiy
way over to the Post 0111ce an hour ago I
askedt a grocer if lie kiew old Mrs. Brown.
"Know her I Why, she's a gossip, a
liar, a hypocritc, and a dead beat, antid too
lazy to cintge her tockiings mrue thi
twice a year''
The Chicago 3IMide.
"Not another word. I'm a wild eat
when my back's up, amnd dio0n't you forget
'ihe speaker was a hard-visaged man,
dressed with an clegance that ill-accorded
With his evident want, of culture. She who
had ad(dressed him its "papa" was it fair
haired girl of eighteen Sunluner9. Reared
on the knee of luxm y, she had ny r km mw
what it was to have tier slightest wish
thwarted. Ier f'ather, a pilumbier, was,
frmomu the nat ure or his business, it man of
iron will, bu1' lie was not devoid of pity or
genero'ity, as nmany a debtor whose house
itndt lot lie had taken in hart payiment for
ixiing the water pipes, lettmng the balance
of the account run along for two mo~nths,
could testify. ie had surroundl~ed Cecil,
his .oinly chIld with all that wealth conld
purchiase, looking forward to the timec when
she wvouldi marry th'e eldest son o)f a Niagara
Falls baickmmani, or soame piersoni of fortune
coimnensurate with her owni. But she had
iillowved her heart to be ensinared by the
wiles of Cupid, andl that morning had asked
her sire's consent to her muarriage with a
poor btut not proud young man whlose agri
cu~turatl operaioncis oni thme Boa)ird of Trud~e
had not been attended with sucee.+: It was
this requ'.'st that prioduiced( the answei giv
Again Cecil leladled with her pa:renit not
to crush the love that blossomeid in her
heart. The ol man's mind wvent baick to
the happy datys when lie had told her
miothier of his love, anid how they conmnine..
edl life with nothing but strong armas and
willing hearts. Pmneing~ his fan-lhike hand
on Cecil's shoulder, the od mani looked at
her tenderly aund siaid: 'Look ye myi) lass.
You ay you love this man and cannot live
withiout him. ~Mebbe not. I have promi
Ised you a sealskin sacque11 this Winter.
Let us test your love. Itf you beconme thbi
main's bride I shall not buy the sacque. In
my hand is a check for $300. In the wheat
pit over the Board of'1Trade is your lover,
which flo you cho >se ?"
Without raising her head ahe reaiched
out convulsively for the check.
Pronteuction Againni Lightnhag.
A correspondient argues that the connec
tion of lightning rods with the ground
should be enlarged in the prmoportion that
the rod is a better conduictor than the
ground, This wo~uld require an enormnous
expansion of the rod unider ground, but we
-haive long been conivinmced that this is the
point at which lightining rods generally fail
to p)rotect. TIhe samec writer says: "'After
thirty y'ears' observatIon, I havo nevei
- known 01ii case where thme occupanuts of a
house were injured when the building
was fItted with gas or water pipes. Th'le
budldings are somietihnes set on lire by the
electricity passing from the rod, or metal
roof to the gas or water pipes, but without
Injury to any person bielow the highest
pomnt ho which these pipes exteind." ile
adds41 ini conclusion : ''Gas and water pipes0
are the best lightning rods over erected,
tecause they iare in perfect electric con
iirctioln with the earth." We may add
lightning rods bhoulld, when possible, lie
conn'ctedl with gas and water tubes. 1I
nmeithier are used in the butiding, the con
- nection should be made wvith the maIns In
the~ street, if in the cIty where gas miains
are laid. An extensive ground connecthin
is the poInt to bh a unin munure afety.
Tben they dmdied.
"B-r-r-r.r I rugh! " ejaculated the old
settler, as he came Into the barroom at
Ilonesdale, Pa., recently, rubbing his hands
together and 'giving himself a shake.
"Looks like as we was goin' to have a spell
o' brdcin' weather for court week. Hullo,
'Squire! How de do, Jedge? Dod blame
it, ll1, whar ye been so long? An' cut
off my rations of here ain't Uncle Eb I Be
ye all on the jury, boys? or be ye wit
nesses? Or did ye jest come in to see the
fun ? Or are ye-why, durn it, certainly I
Rum an' nigger toe."
The old settler had encountered some
friends that he had known for half a con
tury or more. A stranger witnessing his
greeting of them would have supposed that
he had not seen them for years, but they
had met every three months for forty years,
at least, as regular as "court week" came
"Knocked over any deer this fall,
'8quire ?" asked the old settler, after the
party had drawn up around the stove.
"Un-in-m, yas; thinc I hevI Major,"
said the 'Squire, as if he wasn t just cor2
tain whether he had or had not. "Yas,
hev. Killed three down in the Bloonun'
Grove woods. Killed three, I think, Ma
jor; yas, killed three. But it's hard gittin'
deer now, Major. 'Tain't like 'twas when
we usety sweep the ridges with the ole
smoothbores; 'talu't like'twas. It's hard
to git 'em; hard to git 'em, Major. But
I killed three nice ones this fall ; three
nice ones. Yas I killed three."
.-Was it three, 'Squire I Who was it
a tel.in' o' me that you'd hung up four this
fall ?" said Uncle Eb, trying to think who
it was. "Oh, Tom Gilpin. Tom Gilpin
said you'd hung up four."
"So I did, Eb. Yas, so 1 did. I hung
up four. Four. But I didn't kill fois.
I killed three-three nice ones. Yas, hung
ip four. Tom Gilpin didn't toll you noth
in' as don't hit the mark. I hung up
"hlow was that?" asked the old settler.
"Was it somebody as was huntin' with
you that put the slugs inter the number
"Waal, scarce!y, Major waal, scarcely.
I wa'n't a huntin' with nobody, an' nobody
wa'n't a huntin' with mie. 'Copt the dogs,
o' course, Major; 'cept the dags. I was
standin' in the old bark road as leads from
the Knob road (own toards Bright Brook,
readin' one o' them Blooinin' Grove Park
signs ; one.o' them signs that's nailed on to
tres, and says, 'No trespassin' '. 'No
trespassin' here, or we'd take the law on
ye,' or sometlin' o' that kind. I was read;',
one o' them signs and wishin' some o' uar
Park fellers would find bizness over thar
to put one off'n them precincts. Yas ; I
was wishin' some of 'em would come, an'
I think I waited a while fur fear they
mnowt come jest arter 1-d gone. I was a
wiaitin' andall to once I hoered a yell that
made one think o' the days when we usety
rassel with painters. I had to think o'
dIose anyu, intn L 11iuwetyd what tihy was.
Yas. I knowed what it was. 'Twas a
catamount, you know, Major. 'Twas a
catamount; an' I legged It over in the
d'rection the yell was histed from. Hadn't
gone in re'n twenty rod 'fore I come owto
tue cataimount, Com right onto him with
his teeth socked plumb in the throat of a
doe he had brought (own ; socked plumb
inter her throat. I put a hole through his
heart that looked as if sane one had bored
it with an inch auger. 'The doe was dead.
Deader'n a plizened dog. But she wa'n't
hurt. The catamount hadn't scarcely
started the blood on her. I cut her throat
an' hung her up, So you see I hung up
four, but only kiHed three. Y-a-a-s three
"'That was the heft of it, oh ?" sai.d the
old settler. "Seems to me, 'Squire, that
oi to kind o' claimed number four, and got
in on the catamount, too. It's drawin' it
a leetle line to be so) durn scruplleous as to
let a catanmount sple your record for the
season. I ain't no ways up to stretchin' a
lut to miako a good yarn, but durn me If
1 think I couldn't lie a little to get the best
of a wildcat."
"Waal, Major," said the 'Squire, as if.
excusing himisolt for his over-consclentlous
ness, "'twas only a doee, an' the saddles
was very light."
"Didn't I hear 'Iomt Gilpin say that you
dlidn't fetch the doe home with you,
'Squire ? An' it's funny Tom didn't toll
mec anything about the cataimount," said
"Didn't you hear him say I didn't fetch
thme (do( hum ?" rep~iled the 'hquire, rather
snappisly. "D)idn't you hear him say so?
Ytas, proberly you did(. Tonm Gilpin's
allu8 stickin' his nose whar 'tain't got no
bizness. They's no dloubt you heered him
say I did~n't fetch the doe hum. I'll bate
you didn't hear no one else say so. How
could lie tell you anythin' 'hiout tho cata
mount when he didnj't knowvnothin' about
"Did you sell the doe, 'Squire ?" the old
settler' wanted to know.
"Waal, no, I didn't sell the doe,'' re
turned the 'Suire, mad 'as a hurt snaike.
"No. I didn't, "It was this way. I forgot
to mention, when I was teillui' 'bout hang
in' the doe up, that jest as I got her a
liangin' a coule o' fellers that was a hunt
in' In the same woods come up. TIhey
come up jest as I got her hiangin'. The
woods was flull o' hunters. Tney Was more
lanters than deer. Yaa, a durn sight.
These two fellers comio up an' said they
guessed I'd dressed their deer. Gues- ed
['d dlressedl their (leer, and they wanted it.
I said I guessed not. Bald I jest saved the
deer's carcass by sluggig' a catamiount.
Said I guessed I'd keep the deer. One o'
ihe fellers said1 he'd shot theo deer. IHe'd
shot the deer, and~ sid~ lie din't want any
more foolin' 'bout it. I laughed, an'. said
I guessed I wa'n't born in the woods to be.
skeert by an owl. The fellers saId that
they guessed they didn't care whether I
couldn't be skeert by owls, or hawks, or
crows. flhy didn't car~e a cuss. That
was their deer all the same. 1 said i they
could find a place on the doe wvhar they
was a ball hole they could shoulder her
andl git. One o'.the fellers put his fiagers
p~lumbil into a hole In her side big enoug1h
for a miousec to crawl through. Yas, big
enough for a miouse to crawl through, an'
I hadn't seen it. 1 said, Gentlemen, the
(100 is yourni. T[he doe Is yourn an' I'm
"Mebbe that's what TIom Gilpin was
hint in' at, ' concluided the 'Squire. "It's
funny I dlidn't think to mention it."
Th'le 'Squire said lhe was in a huit to
get to court, and went out,
tIer and Uncle Eb laugl~