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mm If Isflll iF4 i!f 11111 Jy FllAXK 31 Oil TIM IJ II, 1 Editor and Proprietor, ( "Vol. 1Y. fee lUanmMit ilrnw w s y Is Published Weeldij, At Now Bloomficld, renn'a. r.Y FRANK 31 0 II TIMER. BursscnirrioN thumb. ONE DOLL An PER YEAR! IN ADVANCE. ADVKHTIHINO KATES. Transient 8 Cents per line Tor one Insertion. VI " " " two insertions. l.r " " "three Insertions. Business Notices in Local Column 10 Cents per line. Notices of Mnrrlnees or Deaths inserted free. Tributes of Inspect, &c., Ten cents per line. YEARLY ADVF.KTISEMENTS. One Square per year, including paper, $ 8 00 Two S(iinreB per year, including paper, 12 00 Three Squares " " " 1(1 00 Four Squares " " " 20 00 Ten Lines Nonpareil or one Inch, Is one square. CORRIE SHERWOOD'S HERO. An Excellent Story. A II, SHERWOOD," the man said, .jLJl with a short laugh, "everybody understands tho move, as cleverly as it has been done. Of course you aro expected to deny it ; but any ono with half an eye can see whero tho next partnership is to come in." "By Heaven! Mordaunt, I'll not listen to kucIi senseless talk," cried a quick, pas sionate voice, which poor Lindsey knew all too well. " Ah ! is that it ?" in a surprised tone. " I thought you understood tho turn mat ters were taking, and took the young fel low into tho firm to take tho curso oil par don nic for saying it." "Perhaps you will enlighten mo a little in regard to this matter," Sir. Sherwood said, in his haughtiest tone. "It is not possible any ono has dared associate my daughter's name with this this Lindsey !" " I am sorry I mentioned it, really," Mor daunt said, apologetically. " It has been thought possible and even probable that Lindsey would some day marry Miss Sher wood. You surely arc not blind to the fact that they aro very intimate for friends," " I would sooner see my daughter lying dead, than married to Lindsey, Mr. Mor daunt. You can contradict all such shame ful rumors," Sherwood replied, coldly. If tho allegation had been true, Alfred Lindsey could scarcely havo felt worse, and the evening which had passed so delightful ly, set in mortification and sorrow. A weary, restless night followed a night of discouragement and bitter despair. It is no use, the tempter whispered, try as hard as you may, you will never bo anything but "a Lindsey." You might just as well givo up tho struggle first as last. Tho morning found him feverish and nervous. It was later than usual when ho went down to tho store. Two men wcro standing on tho sidewalk, and when ho opened tho store, followed him in, amus ing themselves by sauntering about, look ing at the show-cases, and apparently mak ing a mental valuation of tho contents of . tho storo. " How long beforo I could seo ono of tho partners ?" ono of them asked, sauntering to the door and looking back. "I am ono of tho partners," Alfred an swered, in a rather ungracious tono. "Ah I May I ask if it is not something quite recent ?" " It is sir." The men glanced at each other, and, ono said in a low tono, "wait." " We will come again. Good-morniner, sir," bowing, and passing out as uncere moniously as possible. It was perhaps half an hour later when Mr. Sherwood, senior, came In, and passed AN INDEPENDENT FAMILY at oneo to the office. Two hours wore away ; a few straggling customers dropped in, then came the post-boy bringing rather more than his usual complement of letters. Alfred took them into tho ofliee at once. Mr. Sherwood was sitting in a listless atti tude, his chin resting on ' his hand. lie sprang up with a little Hash of excitement in his face as Lindsey came up to the desk, and took the letters with a short nervous clutch, running them over rapidly in his hand till he came to one superscribed in a coarse, scrawling hand. Tossing tho rest on the table, he tore this open with hands that trembled visibly. It was very brief, for he crumpled it in his hand almost in stantly, and sank back in his chair with a low groan. "Tako mo hoirio," ho said, in a hoarso whisper, as Alfred held a glass of water to his white, drawn lips. A carriage was at once brought to the back entrance, and leaning on Lindsey's rni, ho walked out to it, and was driven speedily homeward, leaving his bewildered junior in a state of doubt and perplexity. Slowly the hours dragged away, and the bell of the ollice clock rang out sharply one sharp, ringing stroke. Ono o'clock ! No word or hint from tho great silent houso on tho knoll not so much as an open door or blind all that long, long forenoon ! Al fred Lindsey grew positively nervous watch ing it through tho restless leaves of the beeches that ran in a slender zono about tho soft, velvety knoll. Had some fateful hand fallen upou and paralyzed every liv ing thing ? Tho snspenso was becoming intolerable, when the fiont door opened, and Robert came swiftly down the street. Lindsey stood in tho door awaiting his ar rival, a strange, overwhelming senso of danger shutting down upon him. Ho lean ed forward eagerly, scanning his face, try ing to get some hint of the story he felt lay behind its immobility and pallor. "Ah, Lindsey 1 how hungry you look! Don't devour a fellow so with your eyes, man," ho said, with a laugh, as he came up tho steps. Something in his tono its lightness, per haps jarred upon his highly-strung nerves with such suddenness that it was with dif ficulty ho could repress a cry. A moment, and ho had himself in hand, and could laugh at his nervous anxiety. " I believo I am a little faint," ho said, taking up his hat. " I have no recollection of eating any breakfast," his face darken ing at tho remembrance of what it was that had taken away his appetite, and driv en sleep from his pillow. "You need not hurry back, Lindsey," young Sherwood said, turning over tho leaves of a huge ledger, " I am at liberty, and if you aro back by three, the time trade usually sets in, it will bo soon enough." "I have nothing to keep me so long un less I tako a row up tho river. " Do, by all means," was tho eager an swer ; " you keep too close indoors. Yes, tako a good long row, and don't feel hur ried about it." "Thank you, I believe I should feel bet ter. Do you know," laughing still a little nervously,. "I imagined all sorts of terrible things about you up at tho house, this forenoon." ""Why?" The question camo sharp and vibrant, and in a voice so strange that Lindsey in volutarily stopped and looked back at tho speaker, feeling very much as if ho had been hit by some invisiblo ball. But tho face was turned away it. had been all tho time and the leaves of tho ledger turned slowly, tho white fingers slipping down mechanically. Ho quite forgot tho ques tion for tho moment, but presently recol lecting, answered : "Your father was taken ill here this morning, you remember, and I suppose that, added to a sleepless niirht " " You should know nothing of sleepless niguts you who aro free from " lie paused abruptly, and as Alfred did not choose to enlighten him as to the cause Of Ills sloonloKSllPs. llinrn ivlio iw. ...M i the sul jee1, or indeed on any other, for indsey went immediately out. His dinner eaten, he went to the boat- house, but both boats were out. "Well. l,n might go back to the store. He would take Mrou uown street first, he thought, turn ig involuntarily in the direction of Mr. Sherwood's. Ho passed the house, noticing how still everything seemed, and howclosc- -snut uio blinds were. He remembered 11 at once that he had not asked if Mr. Sherwood was better or worse. Ho saw Terry Dcrmott, the gardener, out in the field, and went out to him. " How is Mr. Sherwood, Terry, better ?" !io asked, as soon as he could make a break in Terry's oration upon tho relative merits ii tnc various lertilizors in the market, and tho mode of applying the same. Ocli, and ye must ask somebodv ilsn but I," ho replied, with a mysterious nod which was very vaguely expressive. " I reckon though he be mighty bad, for there was no dinner ate in the house, only what I ate meself in tho pantry, and Miss Cor ric's eyes looked as if she had cried a week, when she came out to ask mo to stav about the house somcwhero within call, she said the atternoon." "There's something strange about it," Lindsey said, under his breath, the old nnr- VOUS, uneasy sensation taking possession of nun, together with a feeling that ho was needed at tho storo immediately. Ho had been away scarcely an hour, vet, ns lm walked down the street it was with difficul ty ho could keep himself from breaking into a nin. It seemed as if his feet were made of lead, they dragged so. Ho had experienced a similar sensation during sleep, but never beforo in his waking hours. The storo door stood slightly ajar when ho camo up. Ho walked directly throusrli to tho office. Something told him he would find the door locked, and without trvinn- it he took a duplicato key from his pocket and endeavored to fit it in tho lock, but the key on tho inside prevented. There was, how ever, a smothered exclamation, and a sud den rustle of paper, and a hurried voice he scarcely recognized, askod, hurriedly : " Is that you, Lindsey?" ', Yes, open the door, I want to come in," was tho quick answer. " Wait a minute, I am busy." Lindsey went back to tho store, and two ladies coming in, kept him busy perhaps fifteen minutes. At tho end of that time, and just as they were passing out, Sher wood camo to the door and called him. IIo was deadly palo and his hands trem bled, but thero was a firm, hard look about his eyes and mouth which Lindsey had nev er seen thero before. "I want you to bo off for Hartford in the half-past five train, Lindsey," he said, in a hurried, nervous way, quite unlike his usual open, calm manner. " Certainly ; but I must know what tho trouble is, first. You look liko a maniac." " Do I?" passing his hand hastily across his forehead. " Well, I am not sure but I am or shall be. You seo wo aro in rather a tight place if you insist on knowing. A bill for ten thousand dollars worth of goods. It is in tho hands of ono tho hardest men in existence. IIo would not hesitate an in stant to shut up tho store if every dollar was not forthcoming at tho preeiso moment it was due. Five thousand dollars takes every cent of money tho linn can command for a week. In this extremity wo aro oblig ed to borrow. You are thoreforo to tako this check to Hartford, get the money, and return immediately." "Mr. Morrison?" Lindsey said, looking at tho check. " Yes ; ho has accommodated us beforo, you probably remember." " I think I onco took one of his checks into tho bank. A year or more ago, wasn't it?" " I don't remember. IIo has helped us scvoral times. I am going down to the NEWSPAPER. house, and will send Terry down with tho team. Ho has got to go down to Windsor Locks, and you can ride down so far with him and tako the train from there. I want you to attend to a few small bills that are due. I'll come down to the store again be fore you leave. By the way," pausing and looking back with his hand on the knob, and speaking cautiously, " I wouldn't say anything to any one, if I were you, about going down to the city." "Very well,'' turning and going behind the counter, a troubled, perplexed expres sion on his face. Several customers came in, and among them ono of the men who had been in to inquire for one of tho partners that morn ing. He said nothing about them, now, however, but bought a pair of gloves, loitering about flic store till Terry drove up. Lindsey at once went out, leaving him in the store. Robert had ridden down with Tony, and paused a few moments, giving some additional directions concerning the business at Windsor Locks. Just as he was turning away, the man in tho store sauntered leisurely out, bowing coolly to Sherwood as he passed. " Who is that man Lindsey asked. "lie came in company with another man very early in the morning and asked to seo one of the partners, but ho went away without mentioning any business." " It is Clark Hunter," Sherwood replied, his face darkening. Lindsey said no more ; he understood at once, Clark Hunter had been a former suit or of Miss Austin's, Robert Sherwood' s bride elect, and ho had heard that there wcro not very pleasant relations between the rivals. Terry tried very hard to inter est his companion in conversation during tho journey to Windsor Locks. At length ho hit upon a new topic. "Some trouble atween yerseif and the ould one?" he asked, insinuatingly. "Mr. Sherwood, do you mean?" looking up surprised. " Yes, the ould gintleman. You seo I heard it all last even," looking exceedingly wise. " It was after tho company had all gone, and I jist in from the stables, stop ped a bit in the kitchon. The doors was open, and I heard tho ould chap say angry like, 'I'll niver havo my daughter a disgra ein' herself in such a way," or sumthin' like it." "What did Miss Sherwood say?" Lind sey asked involuntarily, yet despising him self for listening to what was not intended for his ears. " O," said the garrulous Torry, "sho said niver a word, only cried as if her little heart would break. And the ould one, says he, 'Lindsey will not come hero again, and I forbid you from meeting him, only in tho presence of others ' " "Stop, Terry!" Lindsey interrupted, suddenly. " I havo no right to listen, or you to tell me this private conversation." " But thero wasn't only a bit more, and" "Not auother word !" was the peremptory answer. "Och, jist as ye likes, though if a nice, swale young lady said tho likes of me I wouldn't stay away for as many ould ones as there is stars in the skies." And Terry chuckled inwardly at his smartness in put ting tho gist of Miss Corrio's answer so cleverly. Tho business at Windsor Locks was duly attended to, t ho journey to Hartford mado, tho check duly presented, and at onco cash ed without question. Tho cashier know young Lindsey, and had that morning seen among tho business notices in tho "Cour ant," tho advertisement of the new firm. Mr. Sherwood and Mr. Morrison wera both old tjustomers at the bank, and had often accommodated cadi othor, but never to quite so large an amount. Morrison was good, however, for five times that amount, and he dismissed all thought of it from his mind. The ovening train found Alfred Lindsey among its passengers. Just as they were TcmiH : IX A D VA X CET One Dollar per Year. No. ia. on t he point of starting a young lady touch ed his arm timidly. He looked up, and in stantly his face Hushed scarlet. "Mr. Lindsey, pray pardon me, but I am alone, and I suppose you ar.i going to Grant Icy ?"said a soft, he, itating voice. Alfred arose hastily, and amid a little confusion on both sides more than thero was any apparent cause for Miss Annie Morrison was seated beside him. "I was so pleased when I saw you," sho said the faintest bit of an accent on tho "yon" for I'm a perfect coward about riding alone at night. I missed the other train, and if I had not feared mother would bo alarmed about me,should not have come tonight at all. I am so glad now that T did!" And she settled herself cosily down beside Lindsey, who most cordially echoed the last sentence. Ever since Alfred Lindsey, could remem ber, Annie Morrison had been the most beautiful and wonderful of creatures to his fancy. Ho had never touched her hand, or sat beside her, before he had never ex pected so much happiness and it is no marvel that the moments flew, and all tho trouble and perplexity of tho day were for gotten in the sweet delirium of tho mo ment. " I read something in the Hartford pa pers about you," sho said, just before they reached Grantlcy. "Father said a year ago that Mr. Sherwood ought to take you into the firm. He didn't know it when ho went away." " Your father gone away !" Lindsey ex claimed, so suddenly that sho gave a quick start, laying her hand on his arm. "O Alfred, how you startled me!" she said, withdrawing it with a vivid blush. "Pray pardon me," he stammered, be tween two contending emotions, of joy and alarm. "Iliad not heard your father was away when did ho go.?" "Yesterday morning. I went as far as Hartford with him. IIo has gone out to Undo Charles' in Pennsylvania." A terrible crushing sensation almost took his breath away how camo Robert Sher wood by that check? A moment's reflection, however, served to allay the fearful suspicion that had forced itself upon him. Knowing of tho impending emergency, ho had doubtless procured it several days before ; but, in spite of this reasoning, ho felt uneasy, and . the strange illness of Mr. Sherwood, and Robert's subsequent unusual lehavionr tho anxiety to get Iiim out of tho way, tho locked door, the runtlo of paper aJl combined to fill him with a vague senso of apprehension. Even Miss Annio Mor rison's sweet f;vco was for the moment quite forgotten in the fever of emotion. "Orantley !" called the conductor, put ting his head in at the door. Lindsey sprang up norvously, then col ored suddenly as ho caught the slightly surprised look in Miss Morrison's face. She followed him out without speaking. The carriage was waiting for her, and Lind sey went with her, and though thero was no particular need, as tho coachman was waiting, handed her in, and heard her low "good-night, Alfred," with a vaguo im pression that is was only a beautiful dream ho had heard that voice so often in die a ins. Mr. Sherwood still remained ill at least ho was not soon out. Throe days has passed three of evident anxiety and ex pectancy on tho part of young Sherwood, who now remained almost constantly in tho storo, watching the mails with feverish eagerness. The morning of the fourth day Lindsey noticed among the letters one with the peculiar scrawling hand he had remark ed beforo the one had such a remarkable effect on Mr. Sherwood. He observed that Robert grew a trifle palo when ho saw It,, and that his hunds trembled when he tore open the envelop, but he was not prepared for the bitter groan that burst from bis white lips as they syllablod the ono word, "ruined!" CONCLUDED NEXT "WEEK.