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THE JOURNAL.
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OSCAR TAYLOR,
A O N E AT LA W
ST. CLOUD, MINNESOTA.
eao. HATS.
OHAS. D.
HAYS. & KERR,
A O N S A A W
ST. CLOUD,.
Ojfiee on lTatM»fo»t
MINN.
trmirlf
L. W COLLINS,
A O N E A A W
T. CLOUD, MINNESOTA
E W A O. HAMLIN
A O N E A A W
ST. CLOUD, MINNESOTA.
A flf. 8ENKLER M. D., C.
PilTSICIAN SUBOEON&ACCOUCHEUB
31. CLOUD, MINN.
OMce in Aldea'i Brick building, Waiblngton arena
residence, Richmond avenue opposite Wright', Ferry
Kxa nining Surgeon for Pensions,
Regular offlee hoar, 10 to 1 and 2 to 4. T9
A. O. OILMAN M.D.,
PHYSICIAN, SURGEON & ACCOUCHER
ST. CLOUD, MIHN.,
May be found at his office (up stairs in
Kiadler's brick building-, next door to
LaudOffioe.) day and night, when not
away on professional duties. All cells
promptly attended to.
W R. N E
I S I A N A N SURGEON,
,31 CLOVD MINN.
Ht.OLOVD MJNJT
C. SCHULTEN
Druggist &
Apothecaryi
Dealer in *V
PURE DRUGS, DFE STUFFS, PAINTS,
OILS, BRUSHES, TOILET
ARTICLES, ASD
Domeilic and Imported
W I N I a I* I O ft
For Medicinal use.
PRESCaiPTIONS carefully compound
•d by day or night.
Highest cash price paid for FURS, at
SCiilTLTEN'S DRUG STORE.
A E S ALSOP,
CIVIL EN&MEER AND DRIU6HTSIAN
{Lot* with the Northern Pacific R. R.)
Lands Surveyed, and Plans and Specifics
ons for Buildings, Bridges, Ac carefully
repared. Office over Plckit A Abbott's
O E GARRISON
CIVIL ENGINEER AND ARCHITECT.
ST. CLOUD, MINN.
Having had twenty-two years' experi
ence—tirelre in Government surveying,—-I
hipj io gire satisfaction in all branohesof
Engineering.
Pine and other Lands entered and axe"
paid for Non-residents, and full descrip
tion given from personal examination.
Office over the Post office, corner of
Washington avenue and Lake street.
Maps of Stearns Countyfor sale.
m. BY.
PIMEY eUMULUKEN
REAL ESTATE AGENTS
OffOiite V. S. Land Office,
ST. CLOUD,
Will buy and sell RBAL E STATS on oom-
'salon.'
LocateLandWarrants and Agricultural
ollege Scrip.
Pay Taxes,andtransaotallBusinessoon
acted with suoh an Agenoy. v8n44-l«
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UTHRO KINNE
REAL ESTATE AGENTS,
GIBWWOOD Porn Co.,MINN.
t:^Ht AND SELL REAL ESTATE ON
*'-.••% COMMISSION,
.jrsky,V»«e»i» any yartaf tne Itate,
elsetend Locate Government Lands for
Others with Cash, Scrip or Warrants,
akeont Hometteadand Pre-enptionPapert
Aa Abstraot of Title, and bay
Count* and Town Orders.
and sell
n26
A I I O IS8 E
Opposite the Depot,
1 CLOUD MINNBSOTA
C. MABTIN, Proprietor.
This House has just been re-fitted and
re-furnished throughout, and offers to
guests every oomfort to be desired. The
tables are provided with the best of every
thing in Its season, served up in palaUble
etyle. SUgee sUtt from the Reuse d»ily
or Fort Aberorombiej Fort Ripley and in
fteraaste points. n21
MEA MARKET.
^'nmaBH Meat, Hams, Sausage and Vrg.
etabtes of all kinds, kept constantly on
sand, Shopen St. Germafastswet
CHAS. LUEG
BANK OF ST. 0L0UD
GENERAL BANKING AND EX
CHANGE US1NE8S TRANS
ACTED.
O A N SIIVVISR
LAND WARRANTS,
CollegeS3rip&ForeignExchange
BOUGHT AMD* O
Particular A
Ions, and Proceed.Promptly
Remitted.
Office open fromTTo 12 A. M., andlto
St.awmainStreeJ.St.Cloud, Minn.
Q. SMITH. Cashier.
8t. Cloud, Sept. 16,1867. _^_
T. O. MoOLURE
AHP LIOBHSEDDEALEBIN
E a «*»»dW»rr»»t«, Ajjrleml
a Scrip, Com»tjr, To!»r»
^t«d State Orders,
a in a E a
CollectionB taiflUmlttanoespromptly
made.
Taxes paid for KuH-resldeiits.
Also. Agent for the sale of PASSAGE
TICKETS to orfrom all the principal
GERMAN, ENGLISH AND IRISH PORTS.
Office on Washington avenue, one door
outh of theCentral House. v7n44-tf
BANK OF ALEXANDRIA.
General Banking, Exchange
AND
RJJAL ESTATE BUSINESS
TRANSACTED.
COLD and SILVER
O A N S O
COLLECTIONS HADE, AND PRO
CEEDS PROMPTLY REMITTED.
1 9 Taxes paid for Non-residents.
Office on Main St., near 6th Avenue,
ALEXANDRIA, MINN.
n21 B. VAN HOE8BN, Cashier.
CITY RESTAURANT
I would respectfully announce to the
publio in general that I am prepared to
serve up either Hot or Cold MEALS at all
hours. A good supply of fresh
Cakes, Pies, Canned Fruits, Confec
tionery, A c,
Constantly on hand.
Regular Boarders at Reasonable Kates.
J. BEATTT.
St. Cloud, June 8th, 1870. vl2-n47
J. C. WILSON,
SIGN, CARRIAGE, AND
HOUSE PAINTER,
AND 6RAINEB
Glazier and Paper Hanger,
ST. CLOUD, MINN.
v!2n5-tf
A FO SALE.
A first-class farm of 200 Acres—120
acres being under cultivation and the bal
ance good meadow and timber land—will
be sold very cheap. It is located on Sauk
Rurer, six miles from St. Cloud. The
land is of the very best-quality On the
farm are a good one and a-half story frame
building, an ample granary, barns, well,
Ac., Ac. Inquire at Tun JOURNAL office,
or of the owner at C. F. A W. Powell's
hardware store,.
JOHN VANDERSLUIS.
St..Cloud, Jan. 81st, 1870. n29
Livery and Sale Stable.
The undersigned hasjust erected JeSt
a large and commodious stable on the cor
ner of Lake Street and Perry Place, oppo
site Clark's store, near the Central Honse,
which he has filled with livery stook, com
prising -a number of
I N E O S E S
Suitable for eitherriding or driving, and a
variety of
A N S O E I E S
For single or donble team.
Commodious, elegantoarriagesfor pleas
ure parties always ready.
All orders for teams, for Exourslohs, Fu-
nerals or a Journey will be attended to
promptly.
His stook is of the best kind, and he
hvites hisfriends to call.
„, L. B.SILSBY.
St. Cloud, June 28d, 1863. v6n49
E N W W E A
CARRIAGEMAKER
Ith
A E removed tomynewshopuear
Bridge, where I am prepared to do
allk Ji» of work in the Carriagemaking
line .Wagons, oarriages and sleigh smade
in a neat and substantial manner atlow
rates. Particular attention paid to re.
P*W»g v8-tf
Books for Farmers Stock Breeders.
Bound volumes of the American Stook
Journal for 1868 oonUining 884 large dou
ble column pages, postpaid for $150
Bound volumes of the American Stock
Journal for 1869 containing 384 pages, sent
postpaid, $1.60.
ThaMrymM'iMuwd. seat post paid lor SScti
The HoraMuui'i Mftnoal, 84"
The Hog Breeder,' Menoel, ••«." 28"
The SheepBreeders'Memul, 1 26"
ThePoaUryBreeden'Heanal" SS*.
The whole fire Haanals sent poit paid to one
•ddreeifor $1.00
Acente wanted, to whomliberal inducements wlU
be offered. Addreee
V. P. BOTBB A CO., Pnblithere.
Snrkerabnrg, eaMterOow,Pa
A E A I
R. O. STRONG ft CO.,
Manufacturers and Dealers in
Carpets Oil-Cloths, Mattings, Curtain Ma,
eriale, U|holstery Goods, Wall Paper
Bedding, Window Shades, Feathers, Ac.
Was. aaw
mmA 4
BT.PAUL.
ijniiael Street.
MINNESOT
we**"*
roawiJi^HESTEii iHiTTpiGSSHEEP,
Beast tirOtrce&naad Meet.. A
E S A I S E 1 8 5 1
R. A I N & SON
Importersand Jobbereof
OB33STJL* GKDA.SS
AHD EARTHENWARE,
Sllrer Plated and BHUaanla Ware,
If AMPS, TABLE CUTLERi,
LOOKING GLASSES, &o.,
122 Third, and 29 Robert St., ST. PAUL
CHAS. S. W E E M. D„
HOME OP A TIIIC PHYSICIAN,
ST.CLOUD, MINN
Office on St. Germain street, 3d door east
of Catholio Churoh.
ST. CLOUD
Homeopathic Pharmacy.
MEDICINE OASES AND BOOKS,
for use in the family and for the treatment
of
HORSES,-CATTLE
and other domestic animals
By
C. S. WEBER.
Marble and Granite Works.
O A S O W E
Manufacturer of and Dealer in
Foreign and American Marble Monu
ments, Grave Stones, Ceme
tery Posts, £c
Also, Agent for the State of Minnesota
for the Chicago
Terra Cotta Co.'s Flower Vases, and
Ornamented Terra Cotta.
Agent for the celebrated Red and Gray
Scotch Granite.
No. 854 Third street, Upper Town, St.
Paul, Minn. vl2-n32-ly
M. BECKER
BOOT AND ^OEMAKER.
Boots, Shoes and Gaiters
Made in the-latest style and of the bes
stock. Good fits warranted. Quality of
work guaranteed.
EASTERN WORK always on hand for
sale cheap.
ALSO LEATHER AND FINDINGS
Shop on St. Germain street,'next door to
Piokit A Abbott's Store.
St. Clond, April28,1868. vl0n41-6m
O N A I N HOUSE.
GLENWOOD, POPE COUNTY, MINN.
Beautifully located, at White Bear Lake,
one of the finest lakes in the atate. Splen
did scenery excellent water sail and
row boats plenty of fish and game.
GOOD ACCOMMODATIONS FOR
GUESTS.
The House is new and well ventilated,
and supplies all the comforts of home for
the invalid or seeker after pleasure.
TERMS MODERATE.
A Billiard Room in connection with the
House.
PEAB0DT A ROBINSON.
Glenwood, Sept. 4,1869.
n7-ti
O A ^3U^TJJu~
£.The proprietor would announce thathe
^•prepared to furnish
E S O S E S
cooked in any desired style. Also, Sar
dines, Cold Lunoh, Ac.
His bar is supplied with the
CHOICEST
Wines, Liquors and Cigars,
to be found in the city.
A call is requested from all who want
anything in his line.
FRED, VINCENT.
St. Cloud. 5th. 1896. vlln2
PEABODY
WROLCSALXDCAI.IBIN
Wines, Liquors and Cigars,
107 Third Street,
ST. PAUL, MINN.
C. BRIDGMAN
Dealer in
At the Mills. Lower St. Cloud.
FRANK REMELEY
Would respectfully announce to the citi
zens of St. Cloud, that he has In store
a large stock of the purest
I E
Which he will deliver cheaper than any
other dealerin the city.
St. Cloud, April 21,1870. n40-tf
H. A. DUEBER ft SON,
S A
Shelf & Heavy Hardware,
S O E S
TINWAHB,QI.A88 HAIUB, Jiv.
Roofing and Spouting done to order,and
work guaranteed.
Jefferson Avenue, St. Cloud. Minn. n4
W HENDERSON
Dealer in and Manufacturer of
Boots, Shoes and Rubbers.
BjjsF* Custom workdone in the best style.
Repairing neatlynd promptly done.
Washington avenue, next door to Mets
roth's Clothing store. n48-tt
PUBLI AUCTION.
The undersigned will sell at publio auc
tion, on
MONDAY, JUNE STTH, 1811,
at 10 o'clock in the forenoon, on the farm
of John Yandersluis, on Sauk River, two
miles south of St. Joseph, (near the Sta
ples'farms,) a lot of fine
H0RSK8, OATTLE, SWINE,
FARMING IMPLEMENTS,
HOUSEHOLD- FURNITURE, Ac.
:•$* -.••~T A & 4 a
The sale WW be positive, and for cash,
Ute proprietor intends leaving the ooun
try. H. TONKBB.
Zfj'rr:- T^.WT7T-'^-~- -J'^^T-7. y-*%
fOL. XII. ST. CLOUD, MINNESOTA, THURSDAY, JUNE 30, 1870.
Grand Millinery Stock!
Complete and Elegant As
sortment of Spring
and Summer
Goods..
O
Has just received directfrom the East, the
Largest a most Deiirable Stock
Of Millinery Goods ever opened in North
ern Minnesota. Among the artioles may
be mentioned:
New spring and summer straw goods,
Silk Crape and lace Bonnets, Nepolitan
braid and straw hats of the latest styles,
Fine French Flowers, Ribbon, silk,' crepe,
illusions, Spanish lace and tissue for veils,
Laces of all kinds, Thread, Cluny Smyrna
Valenciennes edgings.
f.
Dress Trimmings:
Latest novelties in silk Fringe and
Gimps, Guipure Laoe, Imitation Malta and
Valeneeinnes lace, Taffeta and Cord edge
Ribbons, Cotton and Marseilles trimmings,
Silk, Jet, Born Dress Buttons, Embroidery,
Edgings and Insertions
Ladies Furnishing Goods:
Ladles Linen Collars and Cuffs, Thread
and Malta Lace Collars, Neck Ribbons and
Bows, Linen and Lace Handkerchiefs,
Stamped Yokes and Aprons, Frenoh Wov
en Corsets, Imitation Hair Switohes and
Chignons, Cotton, Silk and Gilt Nets.
A large assortment of Ladies' and Gent's
ALEXANDER KID GLOYE8, Ladies' Cot
ton LISLE AND BERLIN GLOVES, Fans,
Fancy Jewelry. AH kinds of Beads.
MRS. M. OTTENSMEYER.
N. B.—Hats Bleacked and Made
Over In tke latest Styles.
St. Cloud April 6,1870. 12-n38
$100 REWARD!
Offered to any one who will produce a
better Ax made within the juris
diction of the United
States than
the
cc
Noyes -A-x
BATEAUX, Ac,
Kept constantly on hand, and warranted.
Driving Tools of all kinds,
Peavy (or Cant) Dogs,
Anchors,
Boom Augurs,.
&c, &c,
3Btede In the Best Style,
Orders Promptly attended to,
and Satisfaction Guaranteed.
J. 0. WINSLOW & CO.
Shop on Richmond Avenue, between the
Minnesota House and St. Cloud Wagon
Factory. n26-ly
J. C.WIMSIOW. J. WINSLOW. I. M. NOTES.
J. W METZKOTH
Has removed his
Clothing Store,
[OPPOSITE TB I OXXTBAI. HOTJS1.
MEZROTH'S IS THE PLACE.
A large stock of the finest
CASSIMERES,
at
BROADCLOT
and all kinds of
Gent's Furnishing Goods
always on hand.
UsT METZROTH81S THE PLACE I
GENTLEMEN'S SPITS
made at
in the latest^
NEW YORK LOUDON MP PARIS STYLES.
|s*r METZROTH'sTs THE PLACE 1
Speoial attention is called to his stock
of
A S and A S
Embracing the most fashionable and nobby
styles.
METZROTH'S IS THE PLACE
PrilCES LOWERTSH THEl OWEST
tST REMEMBER METZROTH'S IS THE
PLACE.
St. Cloud, May 24. 1869. vll-n
A W W A I
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For the St. Oloud Journal
MOTHER.
BI MES. JULU 0. MItCHZU.
Up tke Bide of along UU steep,
Where the snow lies white o'er the land,
Two little ones make foot-prints deep,
Plodding along, hand in hand.
Bleak and bitter the north winds blow,
Bad is the scene, a church yard drear,
Bat bravely through the drift they go,
Though each young heart beats fast with fear.
Nothing is green Bare laurel and pine,
Drooping like mourner* here and there
And the withered grape and ivy twine
Round the tall trees gannt and bare.
Past the ghostly vaults they gliae,
Past the monuments glaring white,
Creeping close to each other's side,
Looking not to the left or the right
Till they come to a pale gray stone,
Where no foot-prints hare been before
Ah! how some graves are left alone,
After the first great grief is o'erI
There the brotherand sister rest,
While a precious package they ope,
And lay upon tho snow's white crest,
Bed camelias and heliotrope.
Flowers the sweetest that over lent
Beauty and fragrance to decay,
On which, the little ones'had spent
99
Manufactured in
J. C. WINSLOW & CO.'S
Blacksmith Shop, St. Cloud.
All kinds of
Blacksmith & Pinery Work.
SLEDS, WAGONS
The money hoarded for Christmas day.'
"Mother they cry* "see, we are here
We brought the flowers thou lovest weir
How much we miss thee, mother dear,
We never in this world could tell.
"Mother! mother! thy loving face
Haunts us always at study or play
•Never more doth thy fond embrace
Welcome us home at close of day.
"Mother! at eve another's form
Round thy orphan chiidren doth twine
Giving caresses tender and warm-
Mother! not half so sweet aa thine!
"Mother! at night another's prayer
Rises up to the Throne Divine,
Asking for us Qod's guardian care-
Mother not half so sweet as thine!
"Mother! no other earthly love,
Ever our sorrowing hearts can fill
Though thy home is in heaven above,
Mother thou art our mother still!"
BARBARA THORNE.
COHGLUDID FE0M LAST WIIK.
After dinner Miss Marples collapsed.
Hei afternoon-nap, always a desidera
tum, was, after her superhuman exer
ertion of early rising, an absolute neces
sity. She could scarcely refrain from
yawning at table, and, immediately af
ter dessert, floated out of the room,
making a graceful excuse of letters to
write. Some pompous and furbelow
dame, who bad come. in, Roseneath
fashion, to "spend: the. day," was on
Mrs. Marple's hands, and Mr. Darrow
seemed likely to be left to his own re-piano,
sources. He sauntered put to the piaz
ia with a cigar and a book but, short
ly after I had gathered my flock
around me for their afternoon study?
hou/, I heard a step on the school
room stairs, which I was sure was his.
The door opened and there he was.noticed
"Please, may I come in, ma'am
he said, in a schoolboy-tone, standing
on the threshold, and assuming an aira
of wonderful meekness.
"What for to see me box the chil
dren's ear?" Tasked. He started snd
colored, but answered coolly:
"A*/ thing, by way of a little ex
citement. It's horridly dull below."
And then, with a curious look at me:
"How finely you are made! What
quick and acute senses you must have!
None but the finest ear could have
heard what was said in the midst of
the trumpet-tones you were calling out
from the piano. By-the-way, what in
spired you to make a whole orchestra of
yourself last night 'I I know very well
that is not the way you play for your
•elf nor is it the way I wish you to
play for me this evening."
"Oh, this evening Sylvia will sing
for you/' I saidjiwcarelessly "you
should hear her sing her voice pours
oat like cream, as rich and sweet."
"I should suppose so she has a
sumptuous throat and she is a sump
tuous being altogether. Did she notand
look superb, when she went out to ride
this morning'{" he asked, enthusiasti
cally.
"Yes, a fine creatu*, in her way, as
the mare she rode," I answered quietly.
Another curious glance at me, anddoubtedly
presently he said, in a lazy tone:
"I don't know as I am quite so fond
of cream as I was when I was a boy,
and used to smother my strawberries in
it. Do you know, I think I developed
quite a passion fcr olives, when abroad
pleasant, pungent sort of bitter, you
know."
Questionable compliment! I shrug
ged my shoulders, and said, briefly:
"All this is very interesting, Mr.
Darrow, and we are highly flattered at
being made the confidantes of your va
rious tastes but, meanwhile, we arefeel
getting very unsettled for the after
noon, and we'll go to our work now, if
you'll be so good as to excuse us."
"But you will not get rid of me,
don't think it! As I have no work to
o, unfortunately, 1 shall etay here, by1
"your permission, and profit, vicariously,
by your united industry."
And, without waiting for the per
mission, which he would certainly not
sihave got, he proceeded to make him
self comfortable upon the old, faded
iLunge, pillowing his bead o"h an in
*Qgcrimioate heap of book|,' tfeonneta,
(jand broken toys, and pretending to go
to sleep, but in reality Watching all the
time out of his half-shut eyes. It was
anew sensation to me to be thus
watched, and bqjhflatteredand annoy,
ed me but I did not choose to betray
either feeling, and went on with my
ordinary routine in study, business-like
fashion. When the afternoon-work
was over, and my young Arabs had be
gun to so*tter, I got up quietly and
started to the door. He sprang up,
too, and said
something did not
So, when he asked me to go a second
time, I said, "No, thank you," very
coldly, and he gave me a hurt look and
never repeated the request. After
that, I kept out of his way as muoh as
possible and when I was obliged to be
in his presence, withdrew myself like a
snail into my shell.
Sylvia, on the contrary, expanded
under his influence like a flower be
neath the sun. The girl really talked
nowadays she smiled, and even laugh
ed, such soft, rich laughs she walked
with him, rode with him, read with
him, and she seemed to me to grow
more beautiful almost hour by hour.
He used to look at her with almost a
rapture of enjoyment, as she sat at the
evening after evening, and sang
in her luscious tones, while her snowy
arms and hands moved wooingly back
and forth in her slow accompaniments,
and her lovely eyes rested oftenerupon
him than upon her music.
This for an hour, perhaps. Then I
that he would grow tired and
restless, and would send roving glanoes
toward the shadowy corners, where I,
shadow myself, was wont to lurk.
And then I would get up, all quivering
with pain and triumph and bitterness,
and go away. I did not ehoose to
serve as the wine, over whioh men lin
ger after they have wearied ot the des
sert and the ladies!
Sometimes he followed me, and I
could hear him wandering to and fro
about the house, like an uneasy spirit,
opening doors, and peering into the
library, the conservatory, the school
room. Once he even came up to my
own ioom and begged, through the
closed down 1"
"Barbara, Barbara! I beg of you,
come doors!"
How strangely tempting it sounded
—his voice calling me by name! And
yet, hew dared he trifle with me so? I
sat quite still, scarcely breathing, and
hot with the contest of anger and love
and at last he went away.
One night, however, he found me.
Sylvia had been singing all the evening,
Mr. Darrow bad hung over the
piano enraptured with the beauty of
her face or voice, or both. I sat in the
deep embrasure ofa window, withdrawn
from sight myself, but watching and
listening to the lovers, as they un
were. And who could won
der What wan could resist the witch
ery of such marvellous loveliness could
retain possession if his senses, with
those fleecy robes floating cloudlike
about that sumptuous form, enveloping
him, too, in their snowy waves? with
that perfumed breath caressing his
cheek, with those languid yet wooing
eyes, those luscious lips, that whole
fruitlike,flower-likeface within such
tempting reach of his
Not Arnold Darrow he was intoxi
cated, I saw and I myself began to
strangely excited. The room seem
ed elose with the warmth of the even
ing and the fragrance offlowersbloom
ing everywhere the rich, low music
grew cloymgly sweet I seemed stifling
for breath there was the feeling of
something about to happen, and I felt a
strange desire for escape.
The window was open I stole noise
lessly through it, and, crossing the
moonlit lawn, took refuge in thegarden.
At this hour it was all dew, and si
lence, and perfume, peopled only by
myriads of glancing fire-flies. 1 walked
up and down the alley, drawing long
breaths of the cool, reviving air.
A swift step came presently behind
me a passionate voice Bounded in my
ear—
"Barbara, why do youfleefrom me 7
Did you think I did not see you take
flight But I did, my wild eaglet. I
was drunk only for a moment it is all
over now, andJ shall not let you escape
me. You belongtome I claim you*
Gome tome of your own sweet acoord*
my Barbara?"
I hear what, but made good my eseape meat ago I had seen him hanging inwas
H-B
S .'
He was not to be baffled, however,
and that evening, as I was following
the children out of the drawing-room,
he called out to me:
"Miss Thome! one moment, please."
When I turned baok, he met me at
the door, and said
"You ride, of course, Miss Thome.
as you drive so well. Will you ride
with me at sunrise to-morrow I know
you rise with the sun."
How^tmply it was said Quite as
though there was not the least idea c*
any one objecting. I answered as sim
ple, without even a glancetowardMrs.
or Miss Marples:
"Your own horses came to-day, I be
lieve
?'They
did—yes."
"Then I shall be happy to go. Good
night, sir."
And] went But only once. It
was too intoxicating, this new, rich
wine of enjoyment, poured out in such
brimming measure to an empty heart.
The gay gallop on a spirited horse over
the hills to meet the sunrise the slow
pacing through busky lanes, where the
glittering dew still pearled the hedge
rows the being alone with him,
when all the world was asleep, and only
Nature making new life around us, just
as his kindness was making new life
in my soul it would not do—this sort
of thing. It suited neither hie nor my
position it was like the mirage of the
desert, and would vanish away and
have me darker, more desolate than be
fore. I could not ride at sunrise with
Mr. Darrow, when he was Sylvia's hus
band, and I would not do it now.
a mo-
Should I, indeed, when bat
beauty?
Of course, he loved me btit—I knew
that well enough—but would less than
all a man's love satisfy me Gould
he have eyes or ears for any other wo
man in the world No. I had little
beauty, less sweetness but I had at
least a woman's pride. Therein I felt I
surpassed my rival, and be should feel
it too. Haughtily I turned him, spoke
more haughtily.
"Excuse me, if you please," I said.
"I am not of much value, I know but,
such as I am, I belong, not to you, but
to myself alone."
He started back as if had struck
him.
"Barbara," he said, passionately, "am
I, then, a fool Do you really not love
me?"
"You have not yet djne me so much
honor as to say that you love me," I
answered, scornfully.
"Did you need that I should?" he
demanded, hotly. "No, for you know
it you cannot but believe in my love,
if, indeed, you believe in any thing.
Barbara, for God's sake, do not torture
yourself, nor me I love you with my
whole soul. I ask you to be my wife.
Say yes or no."
"No, then, with many thanks," I said,
carelessly, and turned to go away. He
dropped my hands which he had seiz
ed, as though they burned kirn, and
yet they were cold as iee. He stood
up before me in the starlight, and look
ed at me from head to foot.
"1 think you are mad," he said pres
ently, in a voice forcible made calm,
"but shall not make me mad like your
self. I will not let my life be ruined
by you. Qood-by." He turned, and
strode from the garden, without once
looking back. I stood as though turn
ing to stone for a moment, and then I
started to follow him. It was mad
ness, indeed, to throw away thus, in
blind, perverse pride, the only chance
of happiness Fate bad over offered me.
But my knees tottered beneath me I
had to lean against an arbor-railing, or
I should have fallen. I tried to call
the voice died away in my throat and
now—now it was too late. He reached
the gate he flung it open. A white
robed figure glided across the lawn to
meet him. I heard the soft, reproach
ful words:
"Arnold, wherehave you been How
oould you leave me so?"
I saw him stoop, as if in defiance,
and kiss the tempting face uplifted to
him in the moonlight and I knew that
all was over. My rival had triumphed,
and three people were rendered miser
able for life.
Well, I had had my triumph, too—a
strange one, and it did not thrill me or
make me glow on the contrary, I felt
a dullness, a dreariness, as of death. I
crept up to my own room, and there, in
silence and solitude, my soul and I did
battle together all the night long.
In the morning, Mrs Marples met
mo with a radiant face.
"I am sure dear Sylvia may count
upon your sympathy, Miss Thome,"
she said—"Mr. Darrow proposed last
night.
I did not notice whether there was
malice or triumph in the woman's tone
or not I was thinking, while she spoke,
a little irrelevantly, of the old^myth of
the Spartan boy with the fox bidden
under his jacket and "gnawing at his
heart. But I answered, quite coolly:
"And was accepted, of course. May
I trouble you to convey my humble
congratulations? They make a splen
did looking pair.'7 And then I in
timated that it was long past school
time, and that 1 must go about my busi
ness. ••i-iin
Which I did that day, and the next,
and the next, through the weary round
of weeks in whioh the whole house was
full of the bustle of preparation and
presently the wedding-day eame. I had
not seen Mr. Darrow since the night I
threw his heart back to him in the gar
den he had gone away the very next
day—to attend to settlements, get
ready a house, etc., eto, they said—he
was so impatient 1 But I met him face
to face upon his marriage-morning, as,
clad in hi* bridegroom's suit, which
was almost equally appropriate to a
chief mourner at a funeral, he was go
ing down to lead his bride to church.
And in the look he east upon me then,
full of pain, anger, reproach, as it -was,
I read tho troth—»jhat, if had been
mad that night, he had been madder
still that, though in an hour be would
be Sylvia's husband, he was my lover
still.
Knowledge how sweet, yet how bit
ter I loved him well enough to wish
it otherwise, and yet it was the only
crumb of comfort which my starving
heart had to subsist upon. It kept it
alive for a year during all whioh time I
never raw him, and then one day Mrs.
Marples told me that the Darrows were
coming home—that Sylvia wished her
baby to be bora under the old root
No one knows the power ef his own
soul till it is tested.
I met the expectant parents with the
simplest naturalness, surprising every
nody, I think, by my unwonted civil*
ity but I smiled to myself with a sadbe
incredulity when I chanced to, hear
Mrs. Marples speak of them to some
friends as "the happy couple." Hap
py It bad scarcely needed a single
day to show me that they were not
happy. Sylvia had never had any
charm for her husband but her beauty
and her lore for him. The one she
was fast losing—she linked sallow, and
1
-im%
ii
very far irom well—-with the other she
wearing him out., Not but that he I heard on the graveiek'dnve, I
was all devotion to her. She made I made him ever to his
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turn a in
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NO. 50.
constant demands upon his, attention,
and he honored them all but, it wasfor
with the chivalry of a gentleman toward
a weak woman rather than the tender
ness of a husband toward a beloved
vife. He was with her constantly, for
she never was happy unices he was at
her side ha drove with her, read to
her, sat beside her with Lis arm about
her .waist and head upon his shoulder,
fed the demands of her morbid fondness
with his very life, and wasall the whiie
alone and starving himself. There
was a jaded look-in his face, that went
to my very heart, making it thrill, how
with pitying love, now with bitter tri
umph' butT hid both, and simply kapt
out of his way.
It seemed that they had not come
hometoosoon. Scarcely a week had
passed, when Sylvia was taken ill, and
I saw by the anxiety on every face that
even more then usual risk was appre
hended. There came a night when no
one even pretended to eat or sleep, and
the dcors of the sick-chamber were
kept closed under strict guard. And
when, at last, at day-dawn, the awful
silence was broken by a sudden loud
an 1 sturdy cry, and the nurse' came
out, bearing a great, strong boy in her
arms, she brought also the pitiful tid
ings that the young mother had given
her life for his.
"And I'm wanted in there, miss," said
the woman to me "for they are well*
nigh crazed. Will ye please hold tho
baby for a while, till I can come back
and take it from ye
I listened, half-stunned and stupid
but she pushed me gently down into a
chair, and placed the child uponmy
lap. And so it happened that mine
were the first knees upon which hia
child was cradled.
Only for a little while then the
nurse came and took the little live bun
dle away from me, and I got up still in
a half-dazed way,togo and look for the
children. As I passed the chamber of
death, the door opened for the docotr
to pass ont, and I glanced in involun
tarily. The widowed husband was
kneeling by the pillow ot his dead
wife, her beautiful head upon his shoul
der, her white arms twined about his
neck. She bad died so, they told me
afterward, and he would not let that
last dinging olasp be disturbed, untgji
those who were to dress the dead for
her last resting-place came and remov
ed him with gentle force. My good,
my noble Arnold!
A strange shadow settled down over
the Koseneath household after this.
Mr. Darrow went away immediately
Mr. Marples immersed himself more
deeply than ever in business Mrs.
Marples gave herself wholly up to her
grief, and remained almost altogether
in her own room the very children
were subdued, and went about more
quietly and I—I, too, was changed.
God forgive me, if it was wicked but
I could noc mourn- for Sylvia's death
as others did. She had always seemed
to me like a gorgeous passion flower, or
rather, like one of those great, creamy
day-lillies, born to bloom in beauty for
a little, little while, and then fade
away, as it were, with the excors of its
own sweetness. Not for her own sake,
more than for Arnold's, upon whom
she had already palled, could I have
Wished her longer life nor deny that,
through the gateway which lead to her
tomb, I Sometimes caught wild glimpses
of a possible paradise, from which I had
once madly shut out myself and
himstrides.
who loved me. atcm
But it was not these visions, this
hope, which wrought a change in me
they were too fleeting, too substantial,
too darkly tinctured with the pitiful
sadness of early death. It was the ba
by, I think—At*motherless chiid—that
baptized my Soul with as with saving
grace. Mrs. Marples's persistent re
tirement left mo virtually mistress of
the household, and as such I could as
sume, without comment, as much
charge ot the child as I chose. And'
this meant all that my other duties,
permitted for, from the moment when
the little, helpless, new-born.. babe had
been laid upon my unaccustomed knees
it had made for itself a place in mygive
heart, close within 4he secret cell
where the thought of its father en
shrined. The sweetest thing in all tho
world to me was the touch of its little
clinging hands and, when it came to
know me, to smile and crow and put
out appealing arms at my coming, it
seemed to me that Fate had removed
her bitter ban, and that it might be
given, even to me, to bo not wholly
joyless. Thetiny,touch of a baby,
hand had broken up the sealed foun
tains of my heart,.and mingled some
sweet and precious drops with their bit
ter waters. If I might not be
hisstarted
wife, I was at least a mother to hisuscript
child—and I was content.
So the days grew into months, and
the months grew to be many and the
little Arnold bad come to be a beautiful
boy, with the great Arnold's own blue
eyes.and sunshiny face\ when one day
a letter came from his father, to
saykre
that he had sailed for home, and would
at Koseneath but a few hours be-
••*-.- Stte bfSf
hind his message. .Already the car
riage was gone to fetch.biaa, but did
not play tho role of coachman as onchanges
that summer afternoon two long, strange
years ago. I was in the nursery, busy,
ing myself in making my hoy look.'as
beautiful as possible, and teaching bim
over and over to say "Papaj *jpapa lv
in hie cunning baby, lisp but when
the sound ot the returning wheels «r~
and betook myself out of the way. to
my own room. I could not resist the
temptation, however, to linger on the
stair a moment, and, leaning over the
banister, catch one sound of the dear,
well remembered voice, one glimpse
the meeting of the father and sen.
How glad and proud I was that the lit
tb fellow showed no fear of tho tall,
bearded stranger, who clasped h'm to
eagerly, and held him close, with such
a pwsion of pride and tenderness! I
knew who it was who had made his
father's name and Other's face a house
hold sound and sight to the child and
a moment, I felt a mother's fond
exultation. But the next instant came
the bitter thought that I had no real
part or lot in this reunion. I felt alone
—out in the cold even my baby would
be weaned from me now and I went'
away and shut myself up in my room
determined to meet my new grief face
to fape, and come to terms with it then
and there.
But I could not. I could not think
I could not even sit still. A feverish
excitement had taken possession of me
my pulses beat quick quick thrills
ran over me from head to foot every
time the sound of his voice struck my
ear.
They were all on the piazza the
windows were open, and I could hear
the eager confusion of question and
answer, the father's delighted exclama
tions over his boy the child's gleeful
shout as he was tossed up in thos
strong arms and I ti-nply could not
endure to bo so far removed—so utterly
forgotten.
I sprang up, and went, all quivering
with excitement, to bathe my burning
face and smooth my hair. I started as
I ftoped a moment before the mirror.
What sparkling eyes! What crimson
checks Ob, would he find me beauti
ful once more
I brushed my hair with trembling
hands, and turned to go down stairs I
had aright to, and oh, I €011212 not
stay away .'But, as I lingered, doubt
ing and fearing, on the landing below,
I heard a sound which checked me. It
was my baby calling for me in his pret
ty patois:
"Baba, Baba!"
I stood still, and listened breathless
lj.
"What does he mean asked his
father and again came the impatient
little cry
"Baba, me want Baba!"
"It is Miss Thome he is calling,"
said Mrs. Marples, coldly "you have
probably forgotten her, the children's
governess."
I waited for the answer as one waits
for the sentence of death, it came
presently, in a constrained, offended
voice:
"No, I remember her perfectly. But
what can the child want with her
"Ah, that I'm sure I don't know.
She has contrived, I believe, to make
him very fond of her. I don't know
how, for my children fear rather than
love her.—Gome, baby, come to grand
ma, if you're tired ot papa."
"Ob, no came the petulant baby
tone. "Mo want my Baba Baba all
done away!"
And I know, without seeing, how
the pretty red mouth was beginning to
pucker, and the bright, blue eyes to fill
with tears. My precious baby! Ah,
they could not steal him from me! A
moment more, and I should go a snatch
him from them all.
But, in that moment more, I heard
the father's voico:
"Gome,.then, darling, and we will go
and look for Baba together and then
a man's step sounded in the hall and on
the stair.
I was standing just by the school
room door I opened it, and went in.
My heart beat as though it would burst
irom my bosom. I held it tight with
both hands, and stood in a window re
cers, trembling, shivering, waiting my
doom. It cametome with long, quick
The next moment Arnold's
tall figure stood beside me, and my
baby's glad cry sounded at my ear. I
put out my arms, and gathered the
child close up in my bosom, and then
I looked up with steadfast though tor
tured eyes to his father's face... How
much older it had grown, and" how
stern! Oh, where had the sunshine
gone which had beamed on me so geni
ally that summer after so long ago
"You see he is like his father, Bar
bara/' he said, in a bitter tone "he
wants, as I did, what is not good tor
him. But I hear you are kinder to him
than you were to me."
I could not endure it any longer.
"Arnold," I said, "for his sake, for
me. I was mad, as you said, but
your child has clothed me in my right
miud. Won't you try me once more
Be loves me
There was a moment's amazed and
incredulous silence. Then we were
caught, baby and I, both together, a
one long, passionate olasp to that dear,
sheltering brea9t. And the precious
words sounded in my ear
"My Barbara at last! My wife—my
child's mother!"
E I S I O N O I W E
A Convocation of the English
church has decided upon a revision of
the Bible. This movement has been
by the discovery of man
copies much older than those
from whioh King James' translation
was made. The latter manuscripts
were written in the tenth century, and
since the English translation three older
copies of both the old and Tew testa
ments have been found—one written in
the fifth and two in the middle of the
fourth century after Christ. There
numerous difference between the
Older and the latter manuscript*—somo
of which are not material as to doctrine,
and,resulted.evidently from carelessness
in the copyists, while otheis were un
doubtedly the result of dishonest
and interpolations in the orig
inal, text. For example, the words
"Fathor, forgive them, tortheyknow not
what they do," are not found in the old
est manuscript. Those words seem to
carry the doctrine of forgiveness further
than iaconsistent with the doctrine of
future retribution and to know- that
Jeans did not use these words would re
lieve many minds of embarrassment OB
that subject