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young man answered, as he dragged
his chair after him to the neighbor
hood of his wife. They were alone
but his instinct told him that Nettie
desired a little confidential talk, and
confidential matters are not best dis
cussed when the conferees are twenty
feet apart, and a third person liable to
enter at any moment. "I presume
that you will agree that Adam and
Eve were married in even greater com
mon ignorance than we enjoyed."
"Enjoyed!"
"Well," that may not .be the word
Shall we say 'possessed?' The posses
sion of ignorance is a question for a
casuist."
"Don t thinx, Charlie, that I am un
easy or fearful, but I should very much
'enjoy,' to use your word in a happier
sense, to hear you tell something of
yourself. I love to recount the few
possessions I have. I know that your
life is full of jewels, and I long to
count and to value them."
"And I have an equal desire to know
something of your history."
"Well, then, I will get my poor, little
story out of the way in short order. Of
my parentage I know scarcely any
thing. My mother, and possibly, my
father, came of a race of weavers, of
woolen, and later, cotton good3. You
know the average factory life, and
need not be told its shameful secrets, I
would have my tongue torn from my
mouth before I would accuse my poor
dead mother. I know not who was my
father. Some rich oflicial pi the mill,
I believe. I have learned to regard the
factory girl with more leniency than I
formerly entertained. I have felt the
hot breath of temptation to a life of
ease and plenty, and it comes with
irresistible power, I can well believe, to
some poor souls who, mad beneath
their burdens, their lives cramped and
coffined in the pestilent air of the mill,
inhaling the corrupt thoughts and
words of the operators, and all are in
time more or less corrupted, or they
run away, or get bounced"
"What do you mean by that?"
"What? Bounced? Certainly. If
a girl is too pure or too proud to take
part in their vile love feasts, where all
manner of unclean topics are discussed,
and all subjects are dissected by dull
and filthy scalpels, she is soon tabooed
I believe you know what that means.
She is Ignored. She becomes the butt
of inuendo and sly satire. As she is
never addressed or named, she cannot
easily resent. Should she do so, ten to
one, she gets the worst of the contro
versy, and a row ensues, which is
settled by the foreman. There is but
one result. There are hundreds against
her and she goes down. Once dis
charged from one of the mills, and she
is blacklisted from all. Knowing all
this, I can go so far as to realize that a
young woman, naturally pure hearted,
might become so horrified at this com
panionship day after day, that she
could fling herself into the arms of a
man who, whatever his faults, would
not insult her, and whose care and re
gard for her may, in some degree, rec
ompense her for the loss of reputation
in a society she could never have en
tered at her best estate.
"Myself? Surely, if you are not al
ready weary and disgusted, I may tell
you briefly my story. When young, so
young my memory runneth not to the
contrary, I was an inmate of one of
the best and richest homes in this vil
lage. I have hinted, I believe, why. I
was an apt scholar at school, a spoiled
child at home. Pettedand punished
by turns, always to the extreme of
both, I developed a proud, Btubborn'
and self-reliant nature, which has
stood me in good stead since. But my
evil genius followed me. As I sup
pose that my presence in the house
hold was due to the relationship I held
to the master of the house, I came to
know as I became a woman and after
his death that my continuance therein
depended upon my relation to the new
master. I was offered by him a posi
tion as his mistress. An hour after
ward I was one of the operatives in the
old Hope mill. I met a monster there
and he has followed me to this cellar
with his vile persecutions."
"Rest easy, Nettie, he can do no
more injury. Shall I tell you what con
clusion I have drawn from your story ?"
Nettie nodded. "I believe that you
was perilously near surrender or sui
cide." She was strangely moved. Angry
tears came, but her eyes flashed and
she harshly breathed the word
"Surrender!''
"Yes. That is, I consider that under
the circumstances you was nearly yield
ing the fight and falling in with the
rest."
"No never!" she replied, shaking her
head, "you don't know me as yet, I see.
Never! I would have welcomed sui
cide at one time, though, but for the
pitiful cowardice of it. I could not
bear that the coroner in the other world
should instruct his jury of spirits to.
give a verdict of 'Scared at the fight
and ran to the rear.' But even that,
before I could think of yielding to
those wretches. But I've been on the
rack long enough, and you may now
take your turn."
"Well," answered Calvin, "I can't
tell you much about myself, and I
don't like to tell you much about my
father who was the only parent I re
member."
Nettie looked at him a moment, and
then arose with a soft, sweet light in
her eyes and kissed him. "Never
mind, dear," she whispered, "tell me
all about him. 'Twill be a comfort to
think I have one father of whom
may be proud."
"That you may be, indeed," Calvin
responded. "He was a nobleman. My
mother dying in my extreme youth, he
took as well as he was able her place.
was the only child, and he made me
his playfellow, his bedfellow, and later,
his constant and trusted companion
and confidant. I owe all I am and
shall owe all I may be to my father.
mean, dear, except the aid you give
me, and that I am sure will be on the
same line. When I was about It
years old the war broke out. You
was too young to know much of the
awful tumult of that time. The very
air shimmered with rumors, with tid
ings. Events each of suflicient import
ance to engage the attention of the na
tion for a year in ordinary times grew
in clusters every day. The fever of
patriotism as the disease of disloyalty,
no longer sporadic, became a devour
ing epidemic. Thoughts of peace, of
Christian charity, of home duties and
preoccupations were all swept away,
the devil knows where, by this all
whelming flood. I have heard doubts
expressed by- some men of the possi
bility of accepting Christ's text, 'If
any man come to me and hate not his
father and mother and wife and chil
dren and brethren and sisters, yea, and
his own life also.he cannot be my disci
ple.' They were not immersed in the
war spirit. Young as I was, 1 touched
the inner meaning of that terrible text,
when my father turned from my al
most frenzied appeals, and calmly tool
his place In the forming lines of re
cruits." "I sa w him but once afterwards. He
lay in state with the choicest flowers
half burying the sword and sash of a
captain on his casket. He had looked
grimly upon the most magnificent spec
tacle war ever displayed on our con
tinentthe advance of Pickett's splen
did lines on Cemetary Ridge. He was
in the spray of the highest tide of
rebellion which broke over the crest
and in its undertow fell back, sweep
ing with it the pitiful debris of the
glorious charge. He was dead when
they found him. But he left me a
paper which I have ever regarded as
his last will and testament. He evi
dently felt a premonition of death, and
perhaps, on the night before the final
battle, wrote this paper. Shall I read
it, Nettie? It is not long."
There was no response in words.
Perhaps the entranced woman feared
to trust her voice. He proceeded:
"You will notice the style of writing.
Crisp, forcible, decisive. So must he
have ordered his company at Gettys
burg. It is an index of the man. He
never faltered, never evaded, never
failed. But you shall hear."
Mr Diab Scn:-I shall not be able to speak
to you again by the living voice. I feel that I
shall not snrrlve this battle. I leave you,
therefore, this, as my lat advice.
You will have all I leave. I wish it were
more, but It will be enough (or your day with
careful husbandry. I am more concerned for
your mental and moral development. Re
member that.
You must take care of yourself. God and
man can give you but supplementary aid.
Assume your share of life, Us dutlei, pre
rogatives and burdens. Resent the endeavor
to keep you therefrom as strenuously as you
will resist the temptation to take more than
your share.
Fear not to spesk your mind. But be sure
before you speak that It la your mind.
Be not In baste to decide to marry, bnt
mrry in haste when you have decided.
Your wife will be yourself, so I need give no
further charge on this line.
Remain with no church, society or party
longer than your re pect and faith.
Remember, above all, that you are descended
from heroic stock, that the blood of Hampden
flows in your veins; that one ancestor rode
and fought beside Cromwell at Naseby and
Dunbar; that your life sprang from sturdy
ploaeers who hewed their way through for
ests, ice and Indians. You should have fire
and iron in your blood. Keep them well tem
pered. Never forget, my dear orphan boy, that
you are the Heir of the Humanities. Be brave.
be prudent, be honorable.be immortal. Fare
well I Your father, Algernon 8. Calvin.
In the long and tender silence which
followed the reading, Nettie threw her
arms around Calvin's neck and whispered:
'I know all now. You will be the
noblest man I have ever known."
"And you will help to make me so,
dear," he responded In a tone a3 solemn
as a benediction.
(To be continued.)
Swelling in the Neck
"Large IpoUc"
scrofula nature c&rce
on my wife's neck for
four years. When
she had taken twa
bottles ol Hood's Sar
saparilla, we could
see the swelling was
going down. Now
the glands have as
sumed their natural
appearance and she is
Entirely Frco
from this trouble. Our children were affilcted
with spells of malaria every fall but this season
thay have been taking Hood's Sarsaparilla and
it has purified their blood, built them up, and
they have been free from all Illness this winter."
E. M. Blackburn, Oregon. Missouri.
fiinnn aAn
Cures
Hood's PHIS are purely vegetable, and da
not purge, pain or gripe. Sold by all druggists.
"Streets Flow WI h Blood."
The signs of the times indicate that
before the sun rises on January 1, 11)00,
the great American nation will groan
and writhe in an agony of revolution,
and the streets of all her great cities
will be slippery with blood a hun
dred drops of blood for each gem that
Hashes on the necks of the rich and
pampered women, and ten drops of
blood for each tear that has washed
the face of the poor. Politics is so
rotten that it stinks. Everybody knows
it and no one cares. America is no
longer a republic. It is a plutocracy.
The president is merely the creation of
bank directors, railroad kings and coal
barons; and itisthe same with the gov-
ernors of the states. The poor whine
about their poverty and gnaw their
crusts of bread, but can always ba re
lied upon to Tote for tha rich, end nlna-
tenths of them would shoulder their
muskets and lay down their lives in de-,..
fensa of the right of the rich to rob
them. A nation such as this, in which
1 million plutocrats tyrannize over CO
million slaves, will be either over
thrown by a foreign foe or die of gan
grene. The various labor organiza
tions neither think together, vote
together, nor work together, and they
have no money to buy votes, lawyers
and judges. Soldiers and police shoot
down laboring people and are cheered
on in their bloody work by monopolies
and the clergy. But the day will soon
come when there will be a horrible
dance to death, lighted up by burning
houses and the music of cries and
groans and dynamite and bombs. Rich
idlers amuse themselves at Newport
and Tuxedo; poor workers toil cease
lessly in the darkness of the mine and
the din of the mill. Young men and
women dawdle over iced champagne
and oyster parties; old men and women
pick rotten food out of the garbage
cans. Lap dogs are driven through
Central park to take the air; children
die of overwork in filthy garrets. Piety
in -the White House is enjoying the
fruits of bribery infidelity in the tene
ment house enduring the punishment
of uprightness. These are the signs of
the times in America to day signs
that point to calamity too dreadful to
imagine, but which nothing can avert.
London (Eng.) Echo.
Deafness Cannot Be Cured
By local applications as they oinnot mob
the diseased portion of the ear. There ia
only one way to cure deafness, and that ia
by constitutional remedies. Deafness ia
oaused by an in Aimed oondition of tha
mucous lining of the eustaohiaa tube. When
thietube gets inflimed you hare a rumbling
sound or imperfeol hearing, and when it ia -
entirely oloted daafaesa is the result, and
unless the itflimmation can be taken out
and this tube restored to its normal condi
tion, hearing will be destroyed forever; nine
cases out of ten ara oaused by catarrh.
which is nothing but an inflimed condition
of the mucous surfaces.
We will give Oae Hundred Dollars for
any case of deafness (oaused by catarrh)
that cannot be oured by Hall's Catarrh Cure.
Send for oiroulars, free.
F. J. CHENEY & CO.. Toledo. O.
E7"3old by druggists, 75 cents.
What tl6 WM Do.
It will pay your passage from Chictso to
New Tork over the Erie lines, in aa com
fortable a car as anyone could ask for, tad
oa a train that runs through solid without
change. If you are thinking of going Etaf,
or bringing friends from there, cr from tha
old eountry West, it will pay you to wri'.i ,
to, or call on F. W. Buakirk. the assists
general passenger ajrant of tha Erie, whe.-j
offlsa ia CC5 Weakens Union buildisj, Chi- i
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