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Monitor 1 i VOL. BARTON, VERMONT, MONDAY, MAY 18, 1874. NO. 20. c. i.kfct fcr I are OB I if, the J' sf rr the- ii. i 4: r! . niJ Ye, IS 10 r.USlXUSS IJIllECTOItY. CICELY. HAUTOiN, The Master of Milldean. D C. A. ROBINSON A CO., CALEBS IX CHOICE BEAM'S OF FLOUR. Iii'pol Store. D. McttOUGALL. ERCHANT TAILOR, AXD DEALER IN GEXTS' t'urnuiiimr Goods. IX f DEALER J J General Merchandise O. D. OWEN, PRY GOODS. CLOTHIXG AXD m1 llouras. A. J. CUTLER. PATTERN Barton. Barton Landing 4 Newport. IT M. HUBEAED, fU?E PAINTER. PAPER HAXGER. GLAZIER anl Imitator pf Wood anil Mjable. A. C. ELAKE, MANUFACTURER OF VLOUR, MEAL A PEED, Dealer in all kinds of Grain. . " JOHN ARK.LEY. A rACHIXIST AXD CUSTOM BLACKSMITH. Si-ecial oiteution given to Horse Shoeing. L IKK J. X. WEBSTER. EIRE AXD ACCIDENT INSURANCE A GROUT A BALDWIN. rroRXEYS. COUNSELORS A SOLICITORS. PERCIVAL A rORSAlTU, KALER IX FURNITURE, COFFINS A CASKETS C. F. Febcital. F. T. FOBSA.ITH. I J. X. WEBSTER, )IIOT )GRAPHER. DEALER IN STEREOSCOPES, lt!n!, UVill, JMJUUI t , IUU Ituski iimucot A DALE A ROBINSON, TTORXEY S AND COUNSELORS AT LAW. C. J. ROBINSON. TV.'.ACTlCAL MILL WEIGHT. WILL DO MILL t Jobs or Furnish Plans for Mills. Agent for the i, .ant Water heel, and all Mill Machinery. II LOUIS YOUNG, ir.XESS MAKER AND TRIMMER. REPAIR- ir.z ilone neatly and jirompt'y. Shop next door .Marlilo Works. M. SARGENT, "A f" l T"F ACTURER OF CUSTOM MADE BOOTS jM." and Shoes, Repairing promptly attended to at i- iiMiiaMe rales. F. W. BALDWIN i r.yT foil Insurance Co. Burlington. Vt, Insurance of all kmns placed in the mock anu jiuiuiu i,oiuiuuies. J. W. HALL A CO., DEILER IS DRY GOODS. CLOTHIXG. HATS and Caps. W. 1. Courts. Groceries and General t--n-liaiidiee. Will take Produce in exchange. ) W. F. E0E1XS0X. EALER IX PRY GOODS. GROCERIES. FLOUR, Sail. Hats Caps, Boots Shoes, and Ready Made J) WHITCHER A CLARK. EALER IN STOYES, TIN, JAPAN. WOOD UUts and Hollow Ware and Agricultural Impte- nt-. AH krads or Barter tasen in excnanae. J. B. CASSIDY. OHAVIXG AXD HAIR DRESSING. SPECIAL O attention paid to cutting Ladies' and Chililren's hair. r.0PF.IETOR Marble Works. Foreii.ii K'lies, Monuments, Ac. M. J. SMITH. OF THE ORLEANS and COUNTY American Marlle, Vely nays you're a poet: niaybe; I ain't much on rhyme : I reckon you'd pive me a hundred, and beat me every tune. Poetry ! that's the way some eltars puts np au idee. Uut I takes mine "straight without sugar. ' and mat s what's the mutter with me. Poetry just look Tomtd yon. alkali, Tock And sae ; Sage-brush, ruck, and alkali; ain't it a pretty page ! Sun in the east at moruiu', sun in the west at nifiht. And the shadow of this yer station the only thing moves iu signt. Poerrv I Well now Polly ! Polly, run to yonr mam : Kun right away, my pooty ! By by ! Ain't sue a lamb ? Poetry that reminds me o' snthin' right iu that suit : Jest shut that door tliax, will yer, for Cicely's ears is cnte. Ye noticed Polly, the baby f A month afore sin- was iKiru. Cicely uiy old woman was moody-like aud forlorn : Out of her head aud crazy, aud talked of flowers aud trees; Family iubu yourself, sir t Well, yon know what a woma he's. Narvons she was, and restlesa.-said that she 'couldn't stay.'' Saty. and the nearest woman seventeen miles away. But I fixed it up with the doctor, and he said he would be ou baud. Aud 1 kinder tturk by the shanty, and fenced iu that bit o' land. One nittlit. the tenth of October, I woke with a chill and fright. For the dooi it waa standing open, and Cicely warn't in sight, But a note was piuned on the blanket, which it said that she "couldn't stay," But had gone to visit her neighbor. seventeen miles away ! When and how she stampeded, 1 didn't wait for to see. For out in the road, next miuit, I started as wild as she : Running first this way aud that way, like a hound that is otf the scent. For there warn't no track In the darkness to tell me the way she went. I've had some mighty mean moments afore I kem to this spot. Lost on the plains in 'SO, drowned almost, and shot ; But out on this alkali desrTt, a hunting a crazy wife, Was ra'ly as on-sim-factory as anything in my life. ''Cicely! Cicely! Cicely !" I called aud I held my breath. And "Cicely f ' came from the canyon, and all was as still as death. And "Cicely ! Cieely! Cicely f came from the rocks below. And jest but a wisper of "Cicely V down from them peaks of anow. I ain't what yon call religious. but I jest looked np to the sky. And this 'ver's to what I'm comin", and maybe ye think I he: Bnt up away to the eat'aTd, yaller and big and far. I saw of a suddeet rising the singlerist kind of star. Biz and yallar and dancing, it seemed to beckon to me, Yaller aud big and dancing, such as yon never see : Big and yaller aud dancing. I never saw snch a star. And I thought of them sharps in the bible, and I went for it then and thar. Over the brush aud bowlders I stnmoled and rushed ahead : Keeping t he star afore me, 1 went wherever it led. It might hay been for an hour, when snddent and r?art and nigh, the yeartU afore me there rix np a baby's cry. Listen ! thar's the same music ; hut her lungs theyr'e tnincer now Than the dav 1 packed her and her mother, I'm derued if I know how. But the doctor kem tha next xuinit, and the joke o' the whole thing is That Cis never knew what happened from that very night to this ! Bnt Cicely says you're a poet, and maybe you might, some day, . Jest sling her a rhyme hout a baby that was born in a enrions way. Aud see what she says; and. old fellow, when yon speak of the atar, don't tell As how 'twas the doctor's lantern, for maybe 'twon't sound so weiL Brkt Haktk. J. L. WOODMAN. 1 EALER IN BOOTS. SHOES. AND FINDINGS 1 ) of the best kind and quality. Ottered cheap for Store opposite the Dru Store. W. B. CBITCHETT, 1 JA1XTER AXD GLAZIER. GRAINING. WHITE i washing and Paper Hanging done in the best ft.- l'j and NttUfnctioii guaranteed. Orders solicited. J. J. HILL. SUCCESSOR TO F. P. CHENET. WILL CONTINUE k to se'd a Lame Variety of Sewing and Knitting Machines. Orders solicited. E. F. DUTTOX. SUCCESSOR TO WM. JOSLYN A SONS. DEALER iu Drugs Medicines Dye Stud's Paints. Oils Jai in. Tr.r;?uiins Varnishes Brushes Window Glass, Putty. Book?, btationery and Fancy Goods. I.. R. WOOD, JR. tMiiameuLil Painting, Ac. UusineM Directories. METAL. GLASS. Ban ner, Scene, Proprietor of Wood's Star AXI'FACTURER OF WOOD. Canvass and Paper Signs. Banner, fccene, C. L. FRENCH, M. D, JHYSICIAX AXD SURGEON. E. E. FOSTER T IliOPRIETOR UNION HOUSE. L for Mouipelier Mondays Wednesdays and Fri- uays. and lor liarton twice a uay. STAGE LEAVES D. L. DWIXELL, DEALER IN DRY GOODS, CLOTHIXG. HATS. Caps and General Merchandise. The celebrated fct. Leon Water on hand and for sale. N. M. SCOTT. I EOPRIETOR GLOVER FLOURING MILLS. 1 Best brands Family Floor always ou band. Also (.urn and other feed. X. B. Particular aUeutiou paid tu C'uaiom Grinding. o;i 6 J. W. 6C01T, DEALER IX HARNESSES. RIDING BRIDLES. Collars and Horse Clothing. Blankets Ac. All kinds of trimming. Rubber aud Leather Covered, haird. Tinned. Japanned and Gold Plate. Repairing promptly attuuded to. J. K. DM1NELL. TAXUF ACTURER and dealer in Furniture of all .if 1 kind and dosoriptions.Carpets, Room Paper iMUinsaod fixtures. also Cotrins and Caskets. Picture allies, Spring Beds At GloverVt lUASUUltGH. In too Much of a Hurry. A resi dent of Sacramento, California, has late ly given up steamboat travel, and now, when he wishes to go to San Francisco, he provides tickets by railway. His preferences for the latter method of lo comotion came about this wise : Not long ago he had occasion to go to the metrop olis of the pacific coast, and accordingly he started for the steamer's landing, with a carpet sack in one hand and a cane in the other, in what he supposed to be ample time. But when he came in sight of the wharf he observed the boat ap parently swinging away Irom her moor ings, and, amid the 6houts and jeers of the bystanders, he broke into a frantic run for the landing. The boat was 8 or 9 feet from the wharf when he reached the place where he had hoped to find a gang plank, but nothing daunted, and trust ing to the momentum acquired during the run, he leaped into the air and gain ed the vessel'a deck. Xot without acci dent, however. The carpet bag struck one passenger so violently in the stom ach that he doubled up like a jackknife, and absorbed a whole flask of brandy in getting straightened out, while the cane struck a man in the face with sufficient force to suddenly induce him to get down on his knees to look after his hat When he had recovered it, the man who had occasioned all this commotion, said to him in a toDe of mingled apology and self-gratulation : "Well I made it !" "Yes you di3," said the sore-headed passenger, "but you durned old fool.this boat aint going out, she's coming in." 1 EALER XJ c It. S. OUNE, IN FURNITURE, ASK.ETS, IrasburgU, VU COFFINS ASD 2-i4 A V. 1. TYLEU, COUNSELLOR AXD TTORXEY', Also Iusuiance Agent, lrasburgn, v. SOLICITOR. s-e I.. II. THOMPSON, VTTORXKY. COUNSELLOR AXD SOLICITOR Also Bounty and Pension Agent. Irasburgh, Vt E. W. FOWELl., 1UOriUETOR IRASBURGU HOUSE, Irasburgh, Vt. A gcod Livery in connection with the liuue. Stai:e leaves for Barton Landing Depot, twice a day. -2J VY. L. KOELJL, kEALER IX DRUGS. Medicines Dye 6tus, SUr ti'werv. Blank lX-oks, Candies; C inars, Tooaoco. '1 .! t ?oai.. Fancv Articles and all the popular Patent Jlt-lK-int-, Irasburgh, Vu 2- y fi. KTAFOHU, rpiIK SAME OLD CHAP AS EVER, always on L Han i at bis Post of Trade where Every man I-vei to Trade for G -ods in his line, such as Harnne f and Tinware. Livery Stable and Groceries, Victualsea t his HuuKe.and Clipper Scythes, with other Eatables, sad a good place for travelers horses at his barn Irailmrgh, Vt. 2-24 MISCELLANEOUS, D. A C 9. HKIXNP.R. " DEPOT STORE. (SUCCESSORS TO G RANDY, Skinner A Parker,) Dcalei in Flour, Corn. Gro-tk-, Hardware. PaitiU and Oils. Barton Landing. Vt. Dakiel Sxie- 4-U C. 8. SwsxEi. MAIJISON rOWU-S WILL KEEP CONSTANTLY ON HAND ALL V the latest styles of ready-made Coffins Caskeu, t'lrud Kobes aud Trmimings of every description T-niij reasonable. West Albany, Vt. A Granger's Dream. The Lanark Gazette, a staunch Granger paper, pub lishes the following which is too good to be lost: A Granger dreamed that he died he went straight to the spirit-world ; he knocked at the gate of the New Jerusa lem and it was opened unto hiin. The books were opened ; he was asked, "did you ever belong to any secret societies ?" to which he replied, "I did. To the Grangers." "Then, sir, you cannot be admitted, depart." He then went to the door of the bottomless tit, where the same questions were again asked him by the Devil, and again he was told to de part After he had gone a little way off he was accosted by the homely ruler of the pit, when the following proposi tions were made : "Stranger said Xick, "I will not admit vou here : thev do not want yen in Heaven ; but I will sel you two hundred barrels of brimstone for cash, ten per cent, off, and you can start a little hell of vour own, with no agents or middle-men." P. R. KENDALL, TTORN'EY. BARTON LANDING. VERMONT. W. V. MILE!, A TTORXEY AT LAW. i. k. 2-M North Craftsbury. Vt. UOIJLKT IJII.LIS, DEALER IX HARNESSES, blankets, whips, curry cm.irt, Ac- Burton Landing, VU J. r. uniii, 1)')'ician and Surgeon. Office at his residence, "si-1 Baiton LandiB-.'Vt. IMt. O. A. BK.MI, 1 ' UOMCEoPATHIC PHYSICIAN AND SURGEON 1-1 Craftsbory. Vermont. CL'TI.KK &OSS, rAXCFACTURERSofCarriagesandSleigln. '- Greensboro, Vt. E.I VJUROEOX DENTIST. I J Village Weill HTEVKNsi, At Little's Hotel in Barton etlaesday. Barton Landing, Vt. Waterproof Grease for Boots. In order to prevent rain-water from passing through boots during cold weather, they should be treated as follows: Take pound of the best fresh tallow or hard mutton suet and melt it in an earthen ware dish with half a pound of bees-wax and about half an ounce of rosin, and apply the compound to the leather while warm, but not too hot. The soles as well as the uppers should be soaked with this preparation. The wax tends to render the leather more durable and pliable, because it is an excellent antis eptic. There is no better leather un guent than this. "Hecky ! are you in earnest ?" "Why not, mamma? Don't you see it's a self-evident fact that money must be obtained in one way or other, unless we prefer starvation to death ; an alter native which I, for one don't relish !" Becky Martin tied the shaker bonnet resolutely over her silky brown curls which would have driven a Broadway hair-dresser frantic with envy, and drew back the curtains of the kitchen window admitting a flood of bright May sunshine over its well secured boards. Well, after all, theie may be as much romance in a kitchen as in a bondoir. Don't you believe it ? Then 1 wish you could have seen the bunch of purple li lac plumes in the pitcher on the table, and the tin teakettle prosing on the stove, and the glowing scarlet peppers that hung above the chimney, and above all, Becky herself "in madder red" cali co that fitted as prettily as if it had been the royal purple velvet that Mrs. Lincoln wears on Keception Days. As for jewels, she had not one what need of jewels when her hazel eyes were all instinct with diamond light and her cheeks like blush roses against white velvet, and her pretty mouth touched with a vivid crimson such a3 you see where a ripe peach is cleft away from its stone. So Becky Martel stood looking out on the little garden border where May-pinks crowded the shrinking violets out into the path, and silver green southernwood shook its head solemnly at the varnish ed gold of tossing buttercups ; but she did not see the bright spring blossoms. Mrs. Martel groaned dolorously as she surveyed the stocking she was darning. "I never thought a daughter of mine would be reduced so low." As what, mamma ?" said Becky, turning around quickly. "As to work for a living." "Is that all ?" laughed Becky, sud denly kneeling down so as to bring her cheek close against the old lady's cap border. "My gracious mamma, what do you suppose these ray hands were given to me for ? Now, if I were a romantic damsel, I should shed a few tears and take to poetry and the guitar, and see you suffer, and consider myself general ly, in the light of a victim ! But I am not !" pursued Becky, setting her little white teeth close together : "and so I'm going up to Milldean to try and get a situation there." "As seamstress ? or as a companipn to the housekeeper." "Neither," said Becky ; "as nymph of the kitchen and lady president of the pies and pastry ! Now mamma, don't pray, look so horrified ! Six dollars a month is quite a sum, and I tell you we must have money !" Mrs. Martel did not answer, taking refuge in a disconsolate series of sighs, and Becky put the stray curl back under the shaker, and walked away up the country road, to where the Milldean gleamed whitely through the evergreens upon the hill side. The superb Bourbon roses hung in crimson drapery over the terrace in front, the honey suckles were all alive with murmuring, the close shaven grass be fore the portico was sprinkled with a shower of bright dandelion blossoms, as Becky's madder-red dress brushed light- y over them and her elastic foot pressed down their bright disks. "Why, Becky Martel, is that you ?" Miss Anastasia Brown, the housekeep er's daughter, sat in the curtained bay window, reading a yellow covered book, in an elegant dishabille of blue muslin and fluttering azure ribbons a pale young lady with light eyelashes and red dish brown hair, whom you would have pronounced "rather pretty," in virtue of her blue eyes and wax-like complexion. "Good morning, Anastasia ; is your mother in ?" "Mamma ? Yes, I believe so. She is up stairs laying out the summer cur tains. Did you wish to see her ?' "Yes," said Becky. "I understand the kitchen maid's situation is vacant." It is," drawled Miss Anastasia. "Can you recommend any suitable person to us ?" "I can recommend myself !" "Yourself !" Becky Martel laughed at Miss Brown's look of dismay. "Why not "? I am poor and must do something." "But I thought Mrs. Martel had shares in such Company or other that rendered you independent ?" "The Company hud unfortunately fail ed." Oh !" said Anastasia. "But, Becky, you are a lady or have been brought up as one." Well, cannot I be a lady still, even though it should be in a kitchen ?" Anastasia shrugged her shoulders. "Why don't you teach, r take in sewing or something of that sort Becky bit her lip ; she did not like this species of catechism. "I don't teach, because the district 6chool is already taken ; I don't 6ew, be cause nobody in this vicinity has any sewing to give me. Now will you allow me to pass ?" Miss Anastasia drew back, and Becky Martel went up stairs to the house-keep er's room with the dignity of a young queen. Mrs. Brown leisurely polished her spectacles on the end of her apron as she listened to Becky's statement of her errand. "Do tell said Mrs. Brown. "Think o' your goin out as a kitchen gal. Why, your hands is as white as our Stasia's It's a come down in the world, ain't it and Widow Martel has always held her head so high. Dear me kitchen gal !" Where is the harm ?" said Becky, composedly, "I have yet to learn that there is any disgrace in earning an hon est livelihood in whatsoever manner may" seem best," "Of course of course." said Mrs. Brown, "but Stasia never washed a dish or ironed a pocket handkerchief in her life she thinks it kind o' low to work- and then Stasia's so literary. However, I don't know as I have any objections what can you do ?" And Becky went through a list of do mestic accomplishments as calmly as a fashionable retired young lady enumer ates the conquests she has made, or the number of parties she has attended dur ing the year. Mrs. Brown nodded her head thoughtfully at each one, and Miss Anastasia, who had sauntered up stairs, tossed her ribbons rather scornfully. "Well, I guess you may come," said Mrs. Brown, "what do you say, Stasia ?" "Beally," said Miss Anastasia, "it cannot be of much consequence to me who you employ as kitchen maid. Only, Becky Martel" "Well?" "I prefer that in speaking to me you would say Miss Anastasia or Miss Brown, henceforth. Our altered position you know " "Certainly," said Becky, trying hard not to laugh an effort that dotted her pretty cheeks with dimples irrepressible. "I'll remember, Miss Anastasia." "Of course there will be very little intercourse between us," went on Anas tasia, not quite certain whether Becky Martel was laughing at her, but feeling a little embarrassed nevertheless. "You know we are related to the Smith's of Milldean" "Callender Smith's uncle's step-mother was my brother's second wife's cous in !" interrupted Mrs. Brown. - - r "Never mind that, mamma," said Miss Anastasia, rather tartly. "I dare say, Rebecca, you will find Desire Teabody a very pleasant companion she is the chambermaid, you know, and I hope you'll not get discontented with your station." "I shall endeavor to preserve a spirit of resignation," said Becky dryly. Miss Anastasia was a little puzzled at the new kitchen maid's perfect self-possession, and went down stairs to resume the perusal of the yellow-covered pamph let, not exactly satisfied with the effect produced by her lofty speeches. was so considerate as to will it to me in the absence of other heirs. It's a fine old house, they tell me ; the housekeep er manages things very nicely, and I'm just going home to survey the domains for a week or two. I wish you would go with me." . "I could not possibly, Callender. Y'ou 6ee Hallo ! where am I going to ?" ' "Only through the lid of my hat box. Take care there goes my dressing case in your blind struggles. Never mind, there is no harm done." "I am sorry upon my word, I am," ejaculated the penitent Carl, rubbing his elbows and surveying the chaos around him with ludicrously distressed face. "Doat move, Callender, I'll pick up the things in half a second ; serves me right for being a blundering blockhead ! Here you are pomade bottles, pen-knife, ra zor case, hair brushes, and what do you call this, old fellow?" Callender Smith turned his head leis urely around ; the color deepened sud denly on his dark cheek as he saw Carl Jefferson holding up a small pink glove. 'Where did you get that?" he asked, quickly extending his hand for it. "Well, directly from the floor indi rectly, I suppose it came from this ivory box, whose cover I regret to say, is bro ken. The idea of a lady's glove preserv ed so tenderly in Callender Smith's dressing case ! It's a discovery worth making. Number six she must have had a pretty hand ?" "Give it to me, Carl a truce for your Mr. Callender Smith was packing his trunk to leave the city. An occupation which Mr. Callender Smith particularly detested and so he had given himseli a recess lor the pur- pose of smoking a cigar. i He was a dark, handsome young man, ; with bright,-arch eyes and very black ! hair an off-haud, gypsy style of good looks that corresponded with the crimson dressing gown to a charm. And withal there was a frank light under the jetty lashes that made people like Callender Smith whether they would or no. "I don't see" soliloquized Mr. Smith, "how these things are ever going into my trunk. It's like the story in the Ara bian Nights the boots and things have swelled to twiee their size since they came out. If I crammed them in any how, and jumped on sake of compact ness ; it's bad for the cologne bottles and fancy inkstands, if I packed them loose ; I'd like to know how fifteen pair of boots and a dressing-case are going C CO into a valise ? Who's that? Come in, Jefferson I can't ask you to take a chair, because you see', they are all full ; but shall lie very happy if you will take the top of a trunk, or the coal scuttle." Carl Jefferson advanced gingerly into the room, carefully avoiding the many traps and pitfalls that strewed the floor, and sat down on an empty hat box. "Packing up, eh ? Where are you going ?" "Home!" "And where i3 that ?" "A place called Milldean, in the thriv ing State of Connecticut" "May I ask the cause of this sudden move ?" "Of course ! I found myself getting dispirited and headachy, and generally disgusted with city life. Besides, I've a lively desire to see what a dandelion is like, and to inhale an atmosphere not impregnated with gas, frangippanni and bad cigars." "A tolerably good array of reasons. Well what sort of a place is Milldean ?" "Don't know." "You don't know ! Stranger of all Smiths, what does this mean ? Are you talking in riddles ?" "Not a bit of it I was never there. The place belonged to an uncle of mine by the way, his name was John who "Then it isn't all asbestos, as ' people generally think ?" "What isn't?" "Your heart ; there is a soft spot about it somewhere !" "Carl Jefferson, if you don't give me that glove, I'll-" "Do something desperate, I suppose Well here's the little article. Now, whose is it, Callender, honor bright ? Kate Morrison's ?" "That little flirt's ? No, I should think not " "Dora Caserly's ?" "Nor yet-Dora's." "Well, whose then ?" "No one you ever saw, Carl, and what is worse, I'm very much afraid that I shall never see her again." ..frt , T? 1 1 - o j - -. i ae n sne aiu. niase an impression ; "So much of an impression, Carl," said the young man speaking gravely now, "that although 1 met her only a few times at Saratoga, I have remember ed her ever since as the only woman I seriously admired or earnestly desired to make my wife." "Why don't you marry her then ?" "I would, if I knew where she was, and whether she would have me." "Look for her ask her." "That's easier said than done," sigh ed Callender. "I have looked, but in vain. Perhaps fate may bring us togeth er one of these days ; until then this ti ny pink glove is the only link between us." "Sentimental, very !" said Jefferson, shaking his head solemnly. "I'm afraid you are pretty far gone, old fellow ! It looks bad !" Callender Smith did not reply. He lighted another cigar, and looked pen sively at its curl-wreaths, as if the past were interwoven in those faint blue mists. "Rebecca !" The door opened, and the kitchen maid presented herself in answer to the housekeeper's abrupt call, with a blue checked apron tied about her trim waist, and the sleeves rolled about a pair of arms, white as satin, and perfectly rounded. -i "Well, Mrs. Brown ?" "Y'ou are sure the fowl will be nicely roasted for dinner ?" Quite sure." "And the creams will be properly fla vored?" Certainly I saw to them myself." "I wouldn't have anything happen wrong for ten dollars," said Mrs. Brown, solemnly. "You see it's Mr. Smith's first visit here, and so much depends on first impressions. 0, by the way, do you know if Desire has ironed Miss An astasia's white muslin ?" " I saw her carry it up stairs." "Oh, very well. You see, Becky," j said Mrs. Brown, growing confidential, j "Mr. Smith and Stasia are sort o' relat ed my brother's second wife's cousin was his uncle's step mother and if he should take a fancy to her ! It's just like what's always happenin' in novels, and the child couldn't hardly sleep last night, thinkin' what might happen V A very pretty picture Bhe made, most unconsciously, the sunshine sifting thro a tremulous canopy of soft green leaves upon the disordered silky curls, and touching her fair forehead with tiny shafts of gold, while the flush of heat on her check and little mouth, redder than the reddest cherry on the old tree over head, was simply bewitching. Perhaps the brown winged robin in the hedge and great purple maroon butterflies flit ting among the rose-thickets beyond, thought so, for they were her only com panion until Ye fates ! what a frightened bit of a shriek it was, as Becky dropped her bas ket of crimson fruit among the bushes. Becky smiled a little wishing in her secret heart that Mr. Smith's sojourn was over. What was he to her, this un known employer, any more than the nine hundred aud ninety-nine thousand other Smiths roaming at large. So she took a little basket on her arm, and stole away down the shaded garden paths to gather luscious raspberries for the manufacture of a nest "of tartlets that were to crown the banquet that afternoon. "I beg your pardon," really exclaim ed the embarrassed young man, who had swung himself lightly over the hedge, "but I fancied this was the shortest way to the house. I did not know " . He stopped all of a sudden, and look ed at her with bewildered eyes. "Miss Martel !" "Mr. Smith !" "What does it mean how does it hap pen l should say, how came you here I might ask the same question of you ! said liecky with all the regal dig nity that never deserted the kitchen girl. "Why, I'm coming to live here don't you know ?" Becky colored to the roots of her glos sy curls she was just beginning to re alize matters. But she was regal still, with the empty basket on her arm and her heart throbbing violently behind the waist of her blue check apron. "And I do live here, Mr. Smith, al though I never dreamed that you were the master of Milldean !" "Live here ! Excuse me, Miss Martel, but I fail to comprehend you." "I am kitchen maid at the Dean," said Becky, more like a queen than she had ever spoken in her life. "Kitchen maid ! Miss Martel ! Will you be so. kind as to explain yourself ?" "Certainly, sir. I am poor it became necessary for me to earn my living, and this was the path that seemed open to me. Do not for a moment suppose that I am ashamed of the position, involving as it does honest labor, for I am not." No, she was not ; and Callender Smith respected her at that moment more than he had ever done in the crowd and glit ter of the Saratoga ball-room. "Miss Martel," quietly taking her berry-stained hand in his.""I have some thing to say to you something I have wanted to say ever since the morning when you vanished away from Saratoga, no one knw how or whither." "What is it ?" What was it ! Ask the brown rob ins that fluttered around the two young heads ; ask the great purple butterfly that hung in the air like a floating flow er ; ask the sunshine that streams in amber rain about their feet ; for we shall not tell. All we mean to disclose is that Mr. Smith walked to the house, in full view of the astonished housekeep er and Miss Anastasia, with the kitchen maid leaning on his arm. "Well, upon my word !" ejaculated Mrs. Brown. "Did you ever .!" panted Anastasia. "I beg your pardon, Mr. Smith," said the housekeeper, advancing out on the terrace to meet her new master, "but perhaps you're not aware that forward minx is nothin' but our kitchen gal ?" "You are mistaken, Mrs. Brown," said Callender Smith quietly. "She is my betrothed wife you may regulate your conduct according." Mrs. Brown staggered back a pace or two. Miss Anastasia, more susceptible, fainted on the sofa in the bay window, to the great crumpling and detriment of her white muslin dress. Not until the day they were married, did Callender Smith show Becky Martel the rose tinted glove. "You see how long I have loved you," he said simply. WHY DO THE YOUNG RUSH TO THE TOWNS AND CITIES 1 HOW TO PREVENT IT. NAST INTERVIEWED. AH, SO FAIR. A Nashville paper describes the "only young man" in Fayettesville as follows : "He was young, lie was fair, and he parted his hair, like the average beau, in the middle ; he was proud, he was bold, but the truth must be told, he played like a fiend on the fiddle. But, aside from this vice, he was everything nice, and his heart was so loving and tender, and be always turned pale when when he trod on the tail of the cat ly ing down by the fender. He clerked in a store, and the way that he tore off calico, jeans, and brown sheeting, would have tickled a calf and made the brute laugh in the face of a quarterly meeting. He cut quite a dash with a darling mus tache, which he learned to adore and cherish ; for one girl had said, while sbe drooped her proud head, that 'twould kill her to see the thing perish. On Sunday he'd search the straight road to the church, unheeding the voice of the scorner ; and demurely he sat, like a young tabby cat with the aainU in the far amen corner. He sang like a bird, and his sweet voice was heard, tugging away at long metre ; and we speak but the truth when we say that this youth could outsing a hungry mosquito. A Vermont preacher who sarcastically asked his congregation to pray for the editor of the local paper, had a bill sent to him for thirteen years subscription to that paper and $300 worth of relig ions notices. Many newspapers, especially those of the cities, are always doing good work, the value of which can hardly be over estimated, in warning the youth of coun try homes of the risk they run in rush ing to towns, and especially large cities, where they too often have to eke out a miserable existence, or suffer absolute want. By way of preventing a calamity, it is well to look at its cause. Now, what is the attraction to young men in the large cities ? They are simply dazzled and bewildered by what they see and hear. Dress is one of the first things that attracts and secures attention ; then comes all the fascination of places of amusement, and the possibility of great wealth, which so few, after all, win. These things contrast strikingly with the life of many country homes, where young men and young women (who, till experience teaches them, can see only the bright side of city life) are mere drudges "hewers of wood and drawers of water." Yes, we say drudges, whose lives are no better than that of the poor est dray-horse. Now, it won't do for Press and' Pulpit to preach to such people that tlieir con dition will be injured by coming to the cities ; for m fact with some of them it is much improved : yet, it is well known that the youth of the country have rush ed to the cities till various kinds of trades and professions seem likely to be overcrowded, and hence come want, "pov erty, hunger and dirt," suicide, and oth er crimes too horrible to mention. The reader may now naturally ask, What is the remedy ? The answer is simple enough. Let home be made attractive by culture of mind and heart, as well as soil. .Daily and steady toil, without any relaxation, breaks down body and mind. But it will be said we have to work like slaves to live. No doubt, many starting with little if any capital in a new coun try, have hard work and great privations to undergo, which unfit their minds for effort ; but there are the winter evenings when the farmer and his family surround their own fireside to cultivate the affec tions and improve the mind. Health, temperance aud well-directed industry, soon secure to even the poorest in our favored land, a comfortable competency. Then by degrees, home can be made beautiful by the proper management of a fruitful soil. It will yield not only what is necessary to sustain life com fortably, but also pleasures to gratify the most gifted minds. They, of all oth ers, who till the soil, come into closest relations with Nature. All the sciences arc more or less intimately connected with the soil. There i3 no lack of food ior tue mind or oooy. mus. while we have not an enlightened cultivation of soil and mind, so long will the young men of the country flee from the music of nature to the cities' din, to drag out perhaps a miserable existence in the ex acting toil of traders, who are but the agents of the tillers of the soil. Let us j have enlightened agriculture, and a more equal distribution of wealth must neces sarily follow. The producer and con sumer will then shake hands ; the far mer will wear as smooth a coat as the merchant, and be at least as well educa ted ; and, above all, his relations will be directly with the Giver of all good, who never cheats his children ; thus his home will be enriched, and made happy and beautiful. If all this be true of those with little means, how much more quickly can it be reached by those who are better off ' Many a hard-handed farmer has his land all paid for, plenty of money at in terest, and yet not only denies his fami ly, but himself, the necessaries of life. Such people are not the benefactors of their race. It is they who drive the young men and maidens to the cities ; who rob the soil of God's bounty, taking all they can get, but putting nothing back ; and who wring from their off spring their very heart's blood, and thus exile them from homes ifnuch they can be called to whither they know not While these hard-handed farmers squeeze out the life-blood of the young, and cul tivate neither mind nor soil, so long will the young flee from the homes of their fathers. Through this bright, good land the home of the weary and oppressed of all nations many, people, especially in the Western and Northwestern States have already not only the necessaries, but the luxuries of life 1 ew, if any, till the soil intelligently. For the most part the soil is robbed, but a sad day of reckoning will come if this thing lasts. It has already come to Vir ginia, and it will come to her sister States, if the application of rueful knovcledye to agriculture be neglected. We look for better results. General ed. ucation will settle the question ; and if the tillers of the ground will be true to it and themselves, all that heart can wish will follow. The young will then stay at home, enjoying all the blessings that can come from a fruitful soiL Pen and lime. reporter of the Chicago Times re- j cently interviewed Thomas Nast, and found him speechless as a natural result of his extended lecture tour. Mr. Nast however, made out with the aid of his crayon to make himself understood, and lively conversation was the result. We quote : Would you have any objection to Vic ing interviewed, Mr. Nast?" A spasm of pain crossed the artist's face for a moment, and then rushing to the bed he divei down under it and brought out a large blackboard. Seiz ing a piece ot crayon, he vigorously commenced scratching upon it, and in a few seconds the reporter beheld a pros trate figure of Nast writhing in the agonies of death, while upon his body sat six able-bodied men poking him in the short ribs with lead pencils and note books. This led the reporter to infer that Mr. Nast did not like being inter viewed. Reporter But why, Mr. Nast? What do you think of reporters ? The caricaturist here drew a pump with a quillist vigorously working the handle. R. You think they ask too many questions. But do they not always tell the truth in regard to their interviews ? The figure of George Washington armed with his little hatchet was hastily sketched upon the board, and under neath it the single word "Reporter." R. I 6ee you appreciate their verac ity. Pray, tell me, do you enjoy Chica go? A picture of boned turkey, champagne, gin cocktails, and Calumet snipe, tried, hastily followed. After remarks as to some local celeb rities, the conversation proceeded. R. Are you meeting with much suc cess in your entertainments ? A picture of a railway train loaded with greenbacks and each car ticketed "Th. Nast," followed. R. How much do you expect to make in Chicago ? A Masonic eye with a well-developed wink was drawn. R. Do you really labor from patriot ism, and do you think President Grant the modern condensation of Achilles, Castor and Caesar? The artist here drew a nose that look ed a great deal like his own, and under the end of it a thumb with four fingers extended at a wiggle. R. I have been much pleased with you Mr. Nast, and should like to know you more intimately. I shall take pleas ure in calling again. Of course it will be agreeable to you t The artist hastily drew a number ten boot, elevated at an angle of forty-five degrees, and cosily nestled its extremity under just such a coat as the reporter wore. Inferring from this that Mr. Nast would be pleased to see him again, the reorter refused the kind offer of a doz en parquctte reserved seat tickets, and withdrew. A TRUE INCIDENT. Chicago has a female sexton and they charge her with reserving all the beat graves for young men. On reading an excellent article in your paper of the 30th ult, on "Troub lesome Minorities," in the hearing of a friend, he related to me an anecdote printed in a report of St. Stephen's House. Boston, by Dr. E. M. P. Wells, of which not the least merit of the inci dent is its actual truth. About eighty years ago, in the rather noted town of L , in Connecticut, the people assembled, after the old Pur itan fashion, at a town meeting, to set tle a new minister of the "standing or der." There resided in that town, at that time, a M r. S. who always took an active part in the religious doings of the standing order, although he was an in fidel. At the meeting above-named he used his utmost exertions in a very plausible way, not to oppose the settle ment of a minister, but to hinder it by suggesting reason for delay. A young lawyer, who had recently commenced his professional life in that town, becoming completely wearied with the delay and much talking, dropped his head ujon the rail before him and seemed to fall asleep. After some time he suddenly started up and exclaimed, "Mr. Moderator! I have just had a dream, and would like to tell it if it's in order. From all parts of the assembly the people responded, "A dream I a dream ! tell!" "Mr. Moderator, 1 1 dreamed that I died and went to hell ! As I entered its portal I beheld his satanic majesty seated in an arm-chair. He said to me, "Who's coming now? aud where did you come from?" "I'm from L " "What are they doing there?" "They are settling a minister." Settling a minister I" Jack, bring me roy boots ! While the boots were coming he con tinued : Is there no one there to say a word to oppose ? Ob, ye ; Mr. S. is there." 'Ah! my friend S.?' Jack, you needn't briDg the boots ; he will do jut a well as I wa there myself. It U unnecehary to enlarge further on the result They voted to settle a minuter before they adjourned. - J. W. Ii.