OCR Interpretation

The Bloomfield times. [volume] (New Bloomfield, Pa.) 1867-187?, June 27, 1871, Image 1

Image and text provided by Penn State University Libraries; University Park, PA

Persistent link: https://chroniclingamerica.loc.gov/lccn/sn84026050/1871-06-27/ed-1/seq-1/

What is OCR?

Thumbnail for

II f IMtflftl W 1
FRANK MORTIMER, -v-r TTT-nTnTTk-nTm n t irT-rTr . (Term: JiV ADVANCE
Editor anl Proprietor. AN INDEPENDENT FAMILY NEWSPAPER. One Dollar por Tear.
' - ' " " " " ' " ' " ' ?!!!?;" - 1
"Vol. V. IVew Bloomfleld, I?i Tuescljiy, June 27, 1871. IVo. SG.
(t fomfidfo pints.
Is Published Weekly,
At New Bloomfleld, Tenn'a.
60 Cents for 0 Months f 40 Cents
for 3 Months,
')rpi8 plain enough to see," said a fur-
JL tucr's wife,
" These boys will make tbelr marks In life j
The; were never made to handle a hoe,
And at once to college ought to go.
There's Fred, he's little better than r fool,
But John and Henry must go to school."
" Well, really, wife," quoth farmer Brown,
As he sat his mug of cldor down,
" Fred docs more work In a day for me
Than both bis brothers do In three.
Book larnln' will never plant one' corn,
Nor the potatoes, suro's you're born,
Nor mend a rod of broken fence
For my part, give me common sense."
But his wife was bound the roost to rule,
And Jphn and Henry were sent to school,
While Fred, of course was left behind,
Because his mother said ha had no mind.
Five years at school the students spent
Then Into business each one wont.
John learned to play the flute and fiddle,
And parted his hair, of course In the middle;
While his brother looked rather higher than
And hung out a sign" H. Brown, M. D."
Meanwhile at home their brother Fred
Had taken a notion Into his bead
But he quietly trimmed his apple trees,
While somehow, either by hook or crook,
He managed to read full many a book,
Until at last bis father said,
He was getting " book larnln," Into his bead,
"But for all that," said farmer Brown,
"He's the smartest boy there is In town."
The war broke out and Captain Fred
A hundred men to battle led,
And, when the rebel flag came down,
Went marching home as General Brown.
But be went to work on the farm again,
And planted corn and sowed his grain,
He shingled the barn and mended the fence,
'Till people declared be had common sense.
Now common sense was very rare,
And the State-bouse needed a portion there j
So the "family dunce" moved Into town,
And the people called him Governor Brown
And bis brothers who went to the city school
Came home to live with " mother's fool."
I stand on the shores of the swift bine river,
And watch the winds and the waves at play;
And still, as I watch, the waves forever
Slip from my gaze and die away.
"Stay, soft wind, and stand, fair river,
And leave me never, thou perfect day j"
And still, as I ask, the hours forever
Blip from my life and glide away.
The waves go by till my eyes are weary,
They will not tarry nor turn again i
" Life, new life," is their chorus cheery,
"That strange new life in the vast blue main,"
My days go by till I stand despairing,
For those who were evil and these are vain j
Tet hope, my heart, for the time is nearlug
When I may try my life again.
T7"E BOON regained our usual tran
Y T quility. Tlio mysterious robbery
-wan an endless subject of wonder and con
jecture. Mrs. Tenrhyn bad some very
strange theories on the subject. I do not
think bko cared much for the loss of tlio
money, but the bracelet bad been given
bor for a wedding present, and she valued it
very much ; Bhe even declarad bcr perfect
willingness to give double the sum of nion
ey to any ono who would restoro it.
Poor Mr. Rivers met witli no success,
The notes were changed on the morning
after the robbery by a gentleman whoso ap
pearance the clerk had not particularly re
marked. They know no more. It was
the first tiino Mr. Rivers had beon baftled,
and be felt hisdisapjiointmont most bitterly.
His professional pride was wounded.
Emily's visit was drawing to a close,
Bhe was about to return to Tonrhyn Court,
and was anxious that my wife, Miss Por-
son, and the two girls should accompany
her there.
Among all the friends Miss Porson had
secured during her long residence with us,
she had none more inclined to love her
than Mrs. Tenrhyn.
"Never marry, Miss Porson," she would
say to her at timos, "never marry; but
when you have succeeded in making per
fect miracles of accomplishments of Qraco
and Clara, come and spend the rest of your
life with me."
" I shall never marry, Mrs. Tenrhyn,"
our governess would reply, with a quiet
Ono morning about a month after the
robbery, we were all at breakfast, when
thoro came a message to say that Mr.
Barking, a draper with whom wo had done
business for many years, was waiting in
the library, and particularly wished to see
'We saw Mr. Barking, yestorday, papa,"
said Clara. " We went to D for our
drive, and Miss Porson let us go in the shop
with hor."
"Yes," said Miss Porson, with a smile,
" I did so ; and the consequence is, confu
sion over the lessons. The dolls were
obliged to have now dresses whon Clara saw
the pink muslin I had gono to purchase."
I hastily finished my breakfast, for I
know Mr. Barking had driven over from
D . I anticipated nothing more than
a new pattern of some remarkable cloth, or
perhaps to be asked for my advice in some
matter of town business ; but the first look
I had of the usually smiling face told me
something grave had brought my visitor
After the customary salutations had pass
ed, Mr. Barking drew a purse from his
pocket, and, coming near me, said : " You
remember, sir,' of course, tlio great robbery
you had here some time since ?"
"I need not say indeed I do," was my
"One of the notes advertised as lost was
for twenty dollars ; the number 833, the
date Juno 4th, 185 ," continued Mr.
"You are quite right, Mr. Barking,"
said I. " All the other notes wore traced
to Now York. That one was not amongst
the number of those changed at the bank."
Mr. Barking looked still graver as he
opened the little purse, and took from it a
crumpled bank-note, slightly torn.
"This is the same note, I fear, sir," he
said, and laid it before me.
It was indeed. I could hardly believe
the evidence of my own eyes. It was the
identical piece of paper that Emily had
shown my wifo, while laughing over some
little adventure she had with it. I took it
up, and examined it over and over again.
There was no mistake ; it was the same.
I looked at Mr. Barking without a word ;
some dreadful conviction came upon me ;
I know not what. At last I said, "From
whom have you received this note ? There
is no doubt it is one of those stolen."
" That is what I have hardly courage to
tell you, sir," he replied. "Please remem
ber, before I do so, that I utterly disclaim
all notion of the reward. I would not touch
ono cent of it. What I have done is solely
for the sake of justice, and that wrong shall
not fall upon an innocent person."
" I quite believe it," I said; "but tell
me, where did it come from?"
The man spoke slowly, and with an ef
fort. " It was brought to my shop, sir, yester
day morning, by a lady," said he. " I
know the note at once from the description.
I said nothing about it to any one. I gave
the change, and decided to bring it at once
to you. I could not come yesterday"
"But," said I, interrupting him, "who
was it?"
"It was Miss Porson,sir,your governess."
"Miss Porson t" I exclaimed ; "incredi
ble I There is some great mistake.
Miss Porson is no more capable of a theft
than I am myself."
"For all that, sir, she brought the note
to my shop yesterday," said Mr. Barking.
I was literally speechless ; a torrent of
thought rushed through my mind. I could
find no words. Ono thing struck mo.
Knowing how the note was advertised, how
could sho willfully take it to the very shop
where haudbills about it hung in the win
dow? I asked Mr. Barking that. He
coidd say nothing, save that she had dono
so. I felt convinced thoro was some great
mistake. . ,-
" Come with me," I said ; " I will show
you there is some mystory ; that Miss Por
son knows nothing of this."
Wo went back to the breakfast-room. - I
remember the scene so well. My noble lit
tle Henry was sitting on Miss Porson's knee,
smiling, as he listeued to hor. My wifo
and Mrs. Tenrhyn were watchiug them,
atd enjoying Harry's delight at the fairy
talo. I sent the children all away, and
then turning to Miss Porson, said, " You
were at Mr. Barking's shop yesterday, Miss
Porson, were you not?"
"Yes," she replied, with a look of sur
prise, "I was.
" Will you toll me what you bought,
and what you paid ?" I asked.
" I bought several yards of pink muslin,
for which I paid four dollars."
My wifo and Mrs. Tonrhyn looked be
wildered. " What monoy did you give Mr. Bark
ing?" "I gavo him a twenty dollar note, and he
returned me the change."
"Would you mind telling me from where
you had that note ?" I asked, quietly, for
something in the sweet pale face and clear
eyes smote me with a strange pain.
"It was my own, Mr. Ferae," she ro
pliod;"I have had it for some weeks.
Why? Is there something wrong about
" You see," I said, placing it before her,
" It is one of Emily's stolen notes the very
twenty dollar note described in the bill."
A startlod scream broke from my wife.
Mrs. Tenrhyn seized the note.
"It is !" sho said. " It is mine 1"
My eyes were riveted on Miss Porson's
face. I never saw a look so ghastly or so
strange as she wore then.
" I am lost 1" she said. " I am bewilder
ed. I never saw Mrs. Tenrhyn's money.
I could not have hor note. I never saw
"There may be some mistake," I said.
" Tell me from whom you had that note,
and all will be well."
The pale lips grew paler. Bhe threw up
her arms as I have seen men do when about
to die.
For some moments there was doad si
lence. Then Mrs. Tenrhyn went up to her
and said, "Tell us, Miss Porson. Where
did you get that note from ?"
" I cannot !" came at last hoarsely from
the quivering lips.
" You mean will not," continued Emily,
in a clear voice. "You who have been
loved and trusted by us, ono and all, if you
can clear yourself, and say from whence
that note came, do so. If not, the shame
be upon your own head."
There was no answer.
" Speak, Miss Porson," I said. " Clear
yourself, if you can."
"I cannot," sho said, looking at me with
sad, despairing eyos.
I saw Emily was growing angry.
"Will you tell me, Miss Porson," she
said, "what became of my bracelet ? I care
nothing for the money. Restore me that,
and you may go free and unpunished."
" Do you believe me guilty, Mrs. Ten
rhyn?" sho cried. " Do you believe I stole
your things ?"
"I do," said Mrs. Tenrhyn, looking
scornfully at her. " How else can I ex
plain that note ? I would have given it all,"
she added, passionately, "twenty times
over, rather than have known you guilty
of such a crime."
" She clasped her hands in dumb despair.
"In one word, Miss Porson," I said,
" tell us honestly, without fear of punish
ment : Did you take the money and brace
lot?" Hor lips moved as though she would say
"No ;" but I could not hear the sound.
" For the last time," said I, "I ask you,
will you tell me from whom you had the
"I cannot !" she gasped at last. "Pun
ish me, do with me what you will. I will
say no more. Death would be only kind
nous. Can you give me that ?"
" Come from her, Laura 1" criod Mrs.
Tenrhyn, seizing my wifo by the arm.
"That woman is a hypocrite as well as a
thief. She will not speak ; let her have
the measure of her sin."
They went and left me with her. I spoke
kindly to her. I used reason, threats, ar
guments, but all in vain ; she would neith
er cloar nor accuse herself.
I dismissed Mr. Barking, returning htm
the twenty dollars ho would othorwise have
lost, and then sought Laura and Emily. I
found my wifo in tlio deepest distress ; she
was truly attached to Miss Porson, and like
myself, was' quite overwhelmed by the
shock. Emily was grieved and angry by
After a long debate we arranged our sad
business. I have liked Mrs. Tonrhyn but
ter from that moment. She turned to me
and said, in a voice full of emotion, " Miss
Porson has wronged ino and Ixitrayed my
trust ; but she saved your child's life, and
for that claim she 1ms upon you she shall
remain unpunished by mo. Send her away
from here, and let the matter be forgotten ;
do not let me be pained by seeing her
I went back to the breakfast-room. I
found her sitting as I had left her ; the pale
face had grown calmer, and the wild eyos
had a wistful expression that went to my
heart. I carefully closed the door.
"Lot me know my doom, Mr. Feme,"
she said. " I cannot bear this suspense."
" I do not ask again of your guilt or in
nocence, Mrs. Porson," I replied. "I
bring to you a full pardon from Emily and
Mrs. Ferno, but they do not wish to see
you again. You must leave at once.
Mrs. Tenrhyn wished me to add that she
shows you this clemency because you saved
little Harry's lifo."
Her lip quivered, and hot tears rained
down her face.
"I thank them," she said. "I will go
now, at once, Mr. Ferno. Tell them I am
grateful with my whole heart."
" You have not acted generously, Miss
Porson," I said, " to those who have trust
ed in you, and would have proved tme
friends to you until death."
" I thank you," she said, "once more for
your kinduess and noble conduct to me. I
will go now, if you will allow me ; my
things can be sent after me when I have
found a home." Her voice faltered ; then
she continued, " I have one more favor to
beg of you, Mr. Feme. There is the change
given me for that fatal note ; that belongs
to Mrs. Tonrhyn, not to me. I have not
ono cent in the wide world. Will you lend
mo some money to take me to New York ?"
" No money I Why, Miss Porson, you
forget," I said, with some surprise. "You
have been here six years, and have received
five hundred dollars each year. You told
Mrs. Ferno last year you wished to invest
the five hundred dollars you had saved.
Where is that money now ?"
"I cannot toll you," she sobbed. "I
have not one cent."
I do not know why, but from that mo
ment a firm conviction of the poor girl's in
nocenco took possession of me, and never
again left me.
In a few minutes Miss Porson stood ready
dressed and waiting to go. I had arranged
to drive her to the station myself, as my
wife was most anxious that the servants
should know nothing of what had happen
ed. It was not until Bhe had been gone some
weeks that they were told the thief had
been traced, and the mystery solved. Their
suspicions and guesses never pointed at
One thing moved me ; as we were going
out of the hall-door, Miss Porson said to
mo, in a tone of urgent entreaty, " Mr.
Ferno, will you, as a last kindness, let me
see little Harry once again?"
I fetched the child. She clasped him in
her arms, she kissed each little feature in
tearful agony ; then, as though blind and
groping her way, she put out her hand and
said, " Now, take me out. I can bear no
I put her in the caariage and drove her
with a sad heart from the home Bhe had so
long loved the home she was never to see
Hor secret was well kept, but it was many
long months before the memory of her
gentle presence and strange conduct died
away. My wife mourned her deeply ; the
children were always asking when she
would return. Dut gradually the whole
matter faded from our minds ; a now gov
erness took her place, Mrs. Tenrhyn mar
ried again, and my wife felt, I believe, a
grief too deep to care ever to mention Miss
Porson's name again.
Twenty years passed away ; my daugh
ters were both happily married. Harry a
splendid fellow he was, too lived with
us ; he was a bachelor, and declared that,
until he found some one as lovable as his
mother, ho should continue so. My wifo
was well and strong, and all things pros
pered with us. My hair had grown gray,
aud Laura's brown locks were tinged with
silver ; and yet the strango eposide of our
earlier life was not forgotten.
Mrs. Tenrhyn, now Madame Castella, re
sided with hor husband in gay, sunny Flor
ence ; wo heard from her often, Jand contem
plated paying hor a visit.
Ono morning, In the post bag there came
for me a large packet ; the handwriting was
strange, aud yet seemed half familliar. I
opened it quickly ; it contained several
sheets of paper, closely written, and, to ray
iulense surprise, at the eud I found the
the name of Teressa Porson. The paper
fell from my ' hands, for my amazement
was great. I collected the sheets, and,
shut myself up in the library, read them.
They wore as follows :
" Twenty years have passed, Mr. Ferae,
Bince I was dismissed from the kindest
home and dearest frionds I ever had.
Twenty years since I held littlo Harry in
my arms, and covered his dear face with
my tears.
" I am laying now on my doathbed ; the
light from my home in heaven seems falling
on me ; by this light read, I beseoch you,
the truth I ought perhaps to have told you
twenty years ago."
"Did you ever quite believe in my guilt?
I sometimes think not, for I read compas
ion, such as ono seldom feel for the guilty,
in your face, when I looked on you for the
last time. I must tell you somothing of
my history, and I will bo as brief as possi
ble. " I never knew the love or care of pa
rents. I was a little child when they both
died. My father's sister took care of me
and brought mo up. She knew she could
not leave mo any money ; she therefore
gave me what she considered equivalent to
a fortune, a very superior education. She
denied herself almost the necessaries of
life, that I might study in France and Ger
many. She died when I was eighteen, and
her annuity of course ceased. I was then
thrown entirely upon the world ; but,
thanks to the care of my kind aunt, I was
able to do well for myself.
" I was but nineteen when I entered Mr.
Norman's family as governess to his little
girl. Mrs. Norman died when my pupil
was born. There were two) sons. The
eldest, heir to his father's position and
estate: the youngest, Allan, in meeting
with whom I met my fate. Ah I I know
it was wrong. I should never have loved
him, but I was young and so lonely, and
he loved me so much.
" He persuaded me to be married pri
vately, and, to my grief and sorrow, I con
sented. I left his father's house under pre
tense of going to live with some friends,
and we were married. He took me to a
pretty little home, and for one short year
we were perfectly happy. Then my Cla
rissa, my baby, was born, and earth seemed
to me heaven.
" I cannot tell you how Allan fell but so
it was. Ho soon tired of our once happy
home and of' me. Drink, gambling, and
vice made a perfect wreck of my poor hus
band. At last he could no longer support
me. Ho bade me work for myself, and I
did so. I would sooner have begged for my
bread than have been separated from my
" I worked for my husband and myself
too. His fathor paid his debts many timet
until even he cast off, and would have no
more to do with him. Allan did something
in the end which compelled his father to
offer him a sum of money to leave the
" My husband went to England. Nona
of his family were aware of his marriage,
nor do I think they have ever known it.
Soon after he left the country my baby
my one earthly treasure died. My heart,
my love, and the happiness of my life, lie
buried with her :iuy darling, idolized
child 1
" I came then to live with your family,
and found more peace "and kindness under
your roof than I had ever known before.
You remember seeing the little shoes and
goldon curl that fell from my box. They
had belonged to my baby. I used to sloep
every night with thom pressed to my heart.
Little Harry remiuded me of my child, and
I worshiped him for her memory. ,
"One morning you may not perhaps re
member it you gave me a letter from my
husband. I had been obliged to let him
know my address, for I had had some im
portant business to transact for him. I need
not say I had ceased to love him. I thought
him sottled far away in England ; but to
my infinite distress I found he Iliad re
turned to America, and had resolved to sea
mo. I hesitated long as to whether I
should confide my story to Mrs. Ferno. I
never had the courage to do so. Would
that I had ; my life would have been very
different. . ,
" I was in a state of great agitation,
when, the day boforo the robbery, I hail
another letter from my husband, saying
that he must see roe that night, as his life
was at atako, and asking where he could
moot me. - I told him at the end of the
shrubbery at eloven o'clock. . When all in
the house had retired, I went out to meet
him. I was horrified at the ' dreadful
change in him, and still moro at the news
he had to tell me. '

xml | txt