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A LATE OCTOBER DAY. VY MADGE$ HLIIOTT. Tir gr,,untd Io .trrwn with faded leavs, Thie eind amlnong the braaches~ grieves, The mkage brauches gaunt atnl 'are The dying c;lver fills d.e air Witi fiaraf lnc fairt-a- d scattered far _ 'lhrr tte.- .tar-like asters are. tf aft tfe ,lossomsl that decked the lanes The gtllen-rodl alstne remains, While kere aind there gleams brightly red A sumach berry. Sutmmer' dled, th 'he' ditet, indk-1, be'ore the grass dt [th dlres. lost. Alas . Alas. The blushing, rose-tweet Summer's dead! 'The ;audy worms their shrouds have spun, The, wintor cricket hath begun Itit.eld, shrill song. A ling'ring bee b In ,fmanotionc huurms mournfully Where one last hotiey.suckle clings; The little woodland risll and springs, That Rsartkled erst se gaily, flow ill g.dattly n,,w with murmur low ; tb And all the singing birus have tied, Yr Aitufin tbe witll soon be dead € ro, ct a f-w short weeks may jpa t ; Y r., Wdit'.,r reigns. Alas! Ala' And gralei- r,wrned Autumn will be dead! gi to AN [REST ID , b NW- had been out all night watching h the berring-fisheries, bet .s soon as the to wiik was over, and the faint glimmering . of dawn appeared in the east, we turned a our boat's bow toward the shore and t pul]d-t swiftly homeward. There lay the d ['r½up of eurraghs still upon the scene of their labor, loaded with phosphorescent fi fish and dripping nets, and manned with ii cr.:ws ofshiveriivg weary men. The sea, which during the night had been throb- h biaX convulsively, was calm and bright as s: a polished mirror, while the gaunt gray cliffs were faintly shadowed forth by the c lustrous light of the moon. a Wearied with my night's labor, I lay listlessly in the stern of the boat, listening (1 dreanmiy to the measured splash, splash of the oars, and drinking in of the beauty of the scene around me--the placid sea, the black outline of the hills and cliffs, i the silently sleeping village of Storport. P'resently, however, my ears detected another sound which came faintly across the: waters and mingled softly with the a monotonous splashing of the oars and the weary washing of the sea. "Is it a mermaid singing ?" I asked l eleepily. "The village maidens are all dreaming of their lovers at this hour, but the Midian Maras sing of theirs. Oh, yes, tI it must be a mermaid, for hark ! the sound is issuing from the shore yonder, arind surely no human being possessed a tl vcice half so beautiful !" To my question no one vouchsafed a reply, ;o I lay still half-sleepily and lis tened to the plaintive wailing of the voice, which every moment grew stronger. It came across the waters like a lowt aweet sound of an 'Eoiian harp touched b h; the summer breeze ; and as the boat hi glided swiftly on, bringing it ever nearer, a the whole scent, around seemed suddenly sc to brighten as if from the touch of a e! magical hand. Above me saiied the b1 moon, scattering pale vitreous light P' around her, and touching with her cool, i white hand the mellow thatched cabins, er lying so secluded on the bill, the long stretch of shimmering sand, and fringe of st foam upon the shingle, the peaks of the i hills silhouetted against the pale gray di sky. th A white owl passing across the boat cc and almost brushing my cheek with its wing aroused me at length from my tor p.o. The sound of the voice had ceased. di Above my head a flock of sea-gulls in screamed, and as they sailed away, I heard the whistle of the curlew ; little puffins were floating thick as bees around th us, while rock-doves flew swiftly from the if caverns, and beyond, above the cormor pt rants blackened the weed-covered rocks. to The splash cf our oars had for a moment w created a commotion; presently all b< cxlned down again, and again I heard iL the plaintive wailing of the mermaid's tb voice. The voice, more musical than 1i ever, was at last so distinct as to. bring ;o with it the words of the song : gi My Owen Bawn'shair is of thread gold spun ; Of gold in the sha.tow, of light in the sun: And curled in a ceohiu the bright tresses are, W Trhy muake his hetd radiaint with beams like a sr: star m My Owen Bawn's mantle in long and is wide, CC To wrap rue uip safe from the stonnrm by his side ; M A'ld li' rather face snow-drift and winter. wind there . 01 Thean be among dais and sunshine elsewhere. to Ny Owen iawn Con is a bold fisherman, at ie Pltears the strong salmon in the" midst of the Bisun, And reckoed in the tempest of stormy Laugh Neagh, br Draws up the rod trout througlh the bursting of r spray. w The voice suddenily ceased, and as it o did so I saw that the si: gerC was a young fo girl who, with hier hands clasied behind u her, and her face turned to the moonlit sky, walke.d along the shore. Suddenly she paused, and while the sea kissed her a bare feet, and the moon laid tremulous hands upon her head; began to singo aganin :th I have etiled my love but he still aleepsy on, And his are cold as clay ; I hav, kissed them o'er and o'eragain-.. m itave, pressed his check with lmy burning brow, Andi I've walchted o'er him all the day ; Is it then true thul;gao more thou hattensmileo On Moina? Si Art thou then lost to thy Moina? th I on.e had a lramb my love g:iVme, Ci As the mountain.fil snow 'twi, wh ite; Oth, ho, I lo-ti it ;obodynl kknows i I decked it ctch moruning with the myrtle rose, to Winh forg-t-mrntcrnt at night. of My lover thoI slow and they.tero my lamb From Moina. Thiy pierced the heart's core of poor Moinml As the last words fell from her trem- A likg lips, and the: echoes of the sweet tb Voice faded far away across the sea, the tb ih.at igliding gntly on, ran ber bow into -~~.-.- -___torica.l ocicty VOL. V. FORT BENTON. M. T., FRIDAY. OCTOBER 3 1879. NO _-- - -- - -~ _-- - _ _ _ _ _ _ _ N O.17 the sand, and I, leaping out, came sud denly face to face with the lovlies:t v.sion I had ever beheld. "Is it a mermaid ?" I asked myself sgain, for surely I thought no human being could be half so lovely. wreath of golden hair, on which the moonlight brightened and darkened like the shadows on a wind-swept sea. Large, lustrous eyes. which gazed earnestly sea ward, then filled with a strange, far-off look, as they turned to my face. A young girl, clad in peasant dress, with her bare feet washel reverently by the sighing sea; her half parted lips kissed by the breeze which traveled slowly shoreward g her cheeks and neck were pale as alabas e ter; so were the little hands which were i still clasped half nervously behind her, d and as she stood, with her eyes wander d ing restlessly first to my face, then to the dim line of the horizon, the moon bright Scuing with sudden splendor, wrapped her t from head to foot in a mantle of shimer h ing snow. For a moment she stood gazing with a far away look into my face ; then with a i si,"h she turned away, and with her face V still turned oceanward, her hands still e clasped behind her, wandered slowly along the moonlit sands. ? As she went, lading like a spirit among g the shadows, I heard again the low sweet i sound of the plaintive voice which had y come to me across the ocean, but soon it grew fainter, until only the echoes were neard. t. I turned to my boatman, who now d stood waiting for me to depart. s "Well, Shawn, is it a mermaid ?" I e asked. e He gravely shook his head. "No, yer honor 'tis only a poor col leen wid a broken heart." 1 I turned and looked questioningly at t him, but he was gazing at the spot where ' the figure of the girl had disappeared. e "God Almighty, risht the dead !" ihe ' said, reverently ra:sing his hat, "but him a that brought such luck to Norah O'Con nell deserves His curse, God knows !" - This incident, coupled with the strayge e manner of my man, interested me, and i began to question him as to the story of the girl whose lovely face was still vividly d before me. But for some reason or other he seemed to shun the subject, and so for a time I, too, held my peace. But as soon as I found myself cnmnfortably seat ed in the cozy parlor of the lodge, with a e bright turf fire blazing before me and hot punch steaming on the table at my side, I summoned my henchman to n y pres ence. "Now Shawn," I said, holding forth a f steaming goblet that imade his eyes e sparkle like two stars, "close t:;e door. ! draw your chair up to the fire, drin'k c this, and tell me ti:e story of the lovely colleen that we saw to-night." 5 "Would yer honor really like to hear?" "I would, it will give me something to dream about, and prevent me from think sing too much of her beautiful face." I Shawn smiled gravely. "Your honor thinks her pretty ? Well, I then, ye'll believe me when I tell ye that e if ye were to search the counthry at the priesent moment ye couldn't find a colleen to match Norah O'Connell. Whe,- she Swas born the neighbors thought she must 1 be a fiiry child, she was so pretty, so small and white ; and when she got older Sthere wasn't a boy in Storport but would liy down his life for her. Boys wid ?ortunes and boys widout fortunes tried to get her; and begging yer honor's pardon, I went myself in wid the rest. But it went one way wid. us all; Norah just asmiled and said she did not want to marry. But one day, two years ago now, come this Serapht, that lazy shaughraun, d Miles Doughty, (God rest his soul!) came over from Ballygally. and going straight to Norah, widout making up any match at all, asked her to marry him," 0 i1l7T1 90 "Weli ?'" "Well, yer honor, this time Nora brightened up, and though she knew well enough that Miles was a dirty blackguard without a penny in the world-though the old folks said no, and there was plenty of fortunes in Storport waitin' on her-she just went against every one of them and said she must marry Miles. The old people pulled against her at first, but at last Norah, wid her smiles and pretty ways, won over Father Tom--who won over the old people, till at last they said that if Miles would go for a while to the black pits of Pennsylvania and eara the money to buy a house and a bit of land he should marry her. He paused, and for a time there was silence. Shawn looked thoughtfuly into the fire ; I lay back in my easy chair and carelessly watched the smoke which curled from my cigar, and as I did so I seemed to hear again the wildly plaintive voice of the girl as I had heard it before that night: "I have called my love, but he stilI sleeps on, And his lips are as cold as clay " And as the words of the song passed through my mind they seemed to tell me the sequel of the story. " "Another case of diiaetrous true love," d-. 1 snid, turning to Shawn ; and when lie h n ilooked puzzled, I added; "he died and s she is mourning for him." d f "Yes, yer honor, he died, but if that d in was all we would forgive him. What broke h the poor colleen's heart was that he shouid o a forget her when he got to a strange land, ae and marry another colleen at the same a ei time he should have married her after e e, that it was but right that he should die." c a- "Did he write and tell her he was if married ?" i ig "Write ? devil the bit, nor to tell her he ti re was dead neither. Here was the poor a )g colleen watching and waiting for him fobr s Se two years, and wondering what could keep him ; but a few months ago Owen f; s McGrtth, a boy who had gone away from i re ,the village long ago on account of Norah a r, rfusilng to marry him, came back again tl a- nd told Norah that Miles was dead, and d Ie asked her to marry him. Iio had made lots of money and was ready to take a r house and a bit of land and to take up cattle if she would but say the word to him." it a "Well?"a a "Well, yer honor, Norah first shook her h e head, and said that niw Miles was dead t twaas as well for her to die, too. At this d SOwen spoke out and asked where was the o use of grieving so, since for many months g.before his death M:iles had been a mar- i etried man. Well, when Owen said this h d Nor)Ah never spoke a single word, buit lar it teeth set and her lips and face went white ti e and cold as clay, and ever since that day she has been so strange in her ways, that Some think shle's not right at all. On moonlight nights she creeps out of the house and walks by the sea, s:nging them a strange old songs then she looks out as It if expecting him to come to her, and d right or wroni" she'll never look at 8 another man," Ic t As Shawn finished the hail cloek : chimed five the last spark faded fiom my eigar, the turf fell low in lhge grate, e so I went to bed to think over the story w alone. o; During the three days which followed (, this midnight adventure, Storport was t isited by a deluge of rain, bet on the at i furth moruing I looked from my window to find the earth basking, in sumnlmer punsihine. The sky was a t ult of th rob r bing tiue, ficecked here and there with r waves of hium:nier clo:ds, the stretches of ti, saud grew golden in the sun's rays, wali - the saturated hiils were ,riht as ixx a the s:niling of the sky. The si ht r;:vived t mne, and as soon as my bl ktkfast was over I whistled up my dogs and strolled out - into the air. ra 7T __ --- - . . _ 1 1., .. .."r. I . ,. _ 4t . How bright and beaut;ful cvervthing looked after the rain º The ground was spongy to the tread : the dew still lay heavily on the heather and long grass; but the sun seemed to be sucking up the moisture from the hog. Everybody seemed to be out that day, and most people were busy. Old men drove heavily laden don keys along the muddy roads young girls carried their creels of turf across the bog ; and by the roadside, close to where i I stood, the turf cutters were busy. I stood for a while and watched them at their work, and when I turned to go I I saw for the first time that I had not been alone. Not many yards from. me stood a figure watching the turf cutters too. A young man dressed like a grotesque figure for a pantemine ; with high boots, a felt hat cocked rakishly over one eye, and a vest composed of all the colors of the rainbow. His big brown fingers were profusely bedecked with brass and steel rings ; a massive brass chain swung from his waistcoat, and an equally showy pin adorned the scarf at his throat. When the turf cutters, pausing suddenly at the work, gazed at him with wonder in their eyes, he gave a peculiar smile and asked with a strong Yankee accent if they could tell him where one Norah O'Connell lived ; he was a stranger here, and had news for her from the States I In, a moment a dozen fingers were outstretched to point him on, and the stranger, again smiling strangely to himself, (swaggered away. I stood for a time and watched him going, then I, too, sauntered on. I turned off from the road, crossed the bog and made direct for the seashore. I had been walking there for perhaps a quarter of an hour, when suddenly a high shadow was flung across my path, and looking up again beheld the stranger. His hat was pushed back now, and I saw foa-: : first time that his face was hand some. His cheeks were bronzed and weather beaten, but his features were finely formed, and on his head clustered a mass of curling chestnut hair. He was flushed as if with excitement ; he cast mc a hurried glance and disappeared. Five minutes later. ·as 1 still stood wondering at the strange behavior of the man, my ears were greeted with a shriek which pierced to my very heart. Running in the direction from whence the sound proceeded, r eLched the top of a neigh: boring sandhiil, and gazing into the valley below I again beheld the :strnger. This time his head was bare,. his arms out-stretched, and held upon his breast ti. half fdinting form of the loyely girl I e had last seen in the moonlight. While I d stood hesitating as to the utility of descending I saw the girl gently with at draw herself from his arms, then clasping ke her hands around his neck, fail sobbing id on his breast. d, "Well, Shawn, what's the news ?" I se asked that night when Shawn rushed or excitedly into my room. For a time he Scould tell me nothing, but by dint of a as few well applied questions isoon learned from him the whole Erory. It amounted .e to this : Thatiworking for two years like ora galley slave in the black pits of Penn or sylvania, with nothing but the thoughts of Id Norah to help himn on, Miles Doughty I found himself with enough money to n warrant his coning home ; that he was h about to return to Storport, when unfor a tunately the day before his iutended Sdeparture a shaft in the coal pit fell upon lhim and he was left for dead : and 'for a many months he lay ill., but as soon as he 'p was fit for traveling he started home. to Arrivin at Storport he was astonished to fcid imnaself unknown, and he was about to pass himself off for a friend of r his own, when the news of his death and d Norah's sorrow so shocked him that he s determined to make himself known at e once. s "And God help the villian that told her r he was married i'" concluded Shawn, "for s he swears he'll kill him as 5son as Norah r -God bless her !-comes out o' the fever at that she's in now." Just fhree months after that night I It Iund nmyself sitting in the hut where 1 Norah O'Confnell dwelt. The cabin was 0 illuminated so brightly that it looked like na spot of fire from the 'oog. The rooms s in the house were crowded, and without d dark figures gathered as thick as bees in It firming time. Miles Daughty, clad 1lo :gadily than when I first beheld him, K moved amid the throng with bottle and ,a glass, pausing now and then to look e, affectionately at Norah, who, decorated with her bridal flowers, was dancing with one of the straw men, who had come to I do honor to her marriage feast. When i the dance was ended she calme over and e stood beside me. a "Norah," I whi.apcred, "do you remem r ber that night when I heard you sioging . on.s upon the sands ?' -. Iier fate flashed brightly upon me, ithen it grew grave-then her eyes filled with :ears. s` "My dear," I answered, "I never nmeal: o give you paiin. I only want you to i sing a sequel to those songs to-niglt." S't he laughed lightly, then she spoke rapidly in Irish, and merrily sang the g well known lines : 1- "Oh the marriage, the marriage, With love and the ituchil fir me, The ladie e that ride in the carri.ge Might enuy the marriage to . e Then she was l.aughinlyv carried off to l join in another dance. Ie joined in the fun till midnight; then, though the merriment was still at it, hs ighot, I quietly left the house aud e hastened home. As I left the cabin 1 stumbled across a figure which was Itiding behind a turf stack. By the light of my burning turf I rocognized the features of Owen Macgrath. He slunk away when be saw me, and never since that night has he been seen in S-torport. te An Indianapolis man gave his poor. st starved horse two miserable nubbins of " corn and five or six blades of hay, iemark- t ing as he did so. "Thar, now, eat till re you bust."~-Detroit Free Press. m Conradt Knophen has gone out of busi rv ness. He owned a beer saloon and kept i L'. a slate, and the boys stood round doing ly Knophen until his total available assets J Ln were an icepick and a patent faucet. td -Keokuk Constitution A London butler lost his character and d his place and had to apply.to the Guar dians of the Poor for assistance. They d ask hlkn to accept on offer and go to work making hay, but he replied with dignity d that he had never done such a thing in his life. m "I should just lik6 to see somebody try d to abduct me, " said Mrs. Smith at the d breakfast table the other morning. "IH'm so should I, my dear-so should I, " said a'r. Smith, with exceeding earnestness" i -Bwfalo Express. d Making the best of it is a good rule for _ everybody- What is the matter? " asked a lawver of his coachman. 'The horses are.running away, sir." "Cail you iot pull them up ?" "I am afraid not." "Then, "said the lawyer, 'after judicial delay, "run them into something cheap. " ---- 0*" !- a If a Frenchman attends his wife's funer al he always walks. A certain newly-uade -d widower, who had .seemed iiiconsoibl e, te went through the usual form. Afterward k some friends called, expecting to find him plunged still in the deepest grief. To d their surprise he was quitelvely and said: hi -"Upou my word, that: walk did me re good." is A country deacon went on a free ticket at to a circus entertainment. His pastor I remonstratod with hin. on the wicidaness !e I of so doing. But he made answer, "Why of you see, pastor,"I had a deadhead ticket, ith-and I thought it nIy bounden duty to go ping and keep somebody out of that seat who bing might have been harmed by the circus. The pastor accepted the deacon's ex la I tion as about half satisfactory. bed he Twoa Highland men, kilted in primitive of a order, dropped inadvertently into an ned Episcopal chapel on Sunday and seated ited themselves in a comfortable pew. i like beautifui symphony was struck up by the nn organist. At that instant a gentleman s of cainme to take possession of tht seat, and htli civilly laid his hand on the shoulder of to one of them and pointed to the door. was "H t, tout , tou, "cried the HIiglander ; "tak' ifor out Donald there; he bhe a far better ded dancer than me.' )Onr An incident mentioned by Dean Ram- v. f say exhibits the familiar bearing of the s no older class of ministers in the pulpit. A eyoung man sitting opposite to the clergy siean, in the front of the gallery, had been wa up late the previous night, and stnffed of the pack of cards with which he had been and occupied into his coat pocket. Forget- G tineg the circur,,stances, he pulled out his handkerchief and the cards flew about the church. The minister looked at him and her remarked. "Ehl, mon, your psalm bulk has beena ill buid. " ,rah gver A father on Monroe street has pur chased a lover's alarm clock that works C It I like a charm. At 10 o'clock it strikes :ere, loudly, two little doors open, and a 'man was with a dressing gown and cap on glides like out, holding in his hand a card inscribed oms ":good night. " As he bows and smilingly iout retires back into the clock, the young s in man takes the hint, says "good night'" to ,lad fair daughters and departs.-Jacksonville lim, Loin. and - - ------ ook J. W. W VIHEELOCI, ated t ith PHYSICIAN & SURGEON to Offel 'ors hi profelonal services to the citizens of Fort of Benton and vicinity. I OFFICE at Flanagan's Drug Store. Ii GOS OPOLITAN R. an -IOTEL . to Nos. 37 & 39 Main Street, the T-I TEL -TA., L T. SCH WAB & ZIiMMIER IA ri to Proprietors. HOT SPRIUNGS! iFour Miles lFrom -Helena. . This popular resort has recently beeb fitted up, and now offers superior aecom f fodations for families and others wishing k- jto avail themselves of the benefits of the ill Springs. HENRY HATTAUPT,--Proprie~or X BENTON STABLES ts JAMES CASSIDY. JAMES M DEVITT Casidy & MolDevitt W r- Feed, Livery and Sale Stable ey HORSES BOARDED BY THE DAY rk ty OR WEEK. ']Day and 1'ig.it erd. ry SADDLE HORSES, o LICHT he m, AND HEAVY TURNOUTS. urnished on short notice and at rea sonable rates. STAR BAKERY, dl John H. Gamble, PROPRIETOR ,r. MAsN ST EET, FORT BEN:TON, M. T. r. We beg to iulbrm our friends and the 'i public generally, that we are now pre pared to supply families or others with ·bread and passtry of all kinds, which we wairrant to be first class. ,During the summer we will also make ICE CREAMi every morning, which we will sell in or any quantity. ORr ~as oanssEast aBar;J7~timan/, .; Hotel and Restaurant. 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