The true northerner. [volume], July 12, 1878, Image 6

About The true northerner. [volume] (Paw Paw, Mich.) 1855-1920

Image provided by: Central Michigan University, Clark Historical Library

                
s
, A , JCN KQUTK.
(FAifTOUM.) ,
t I, BAAMDEa MATTUKWt.-
' (The pautouin la ft meter borrowed by the modern
Vrenoh nmanUopwU from Malayan proaody. It
oonalate of a erica of four-line etauiaa, tba eeoond
and rourth line of each at ansa reappearing aa the
flrat and third llnaa of thJ next etanza.
; t ' . '
Here we are riJing the rail,
UlUling cent ou of the atatlon ; ' .
Han though 1 am, I am pale,
Certain of beat and vexation. 1 ' J . .
. t -- '
(Hiding from out of the atatlon, ' '
Out from the city we thruat ; i :
Certain of heat and vexation, I
Sure to lx cOvi red by dust. , J
1 1 A
Out f rom the city we thruat ;
IUttliug we run o'er the bridgea ;
Hiiro to be covered with dual,
Htung by a thousand of midgea. '
ltettling we ran o'er 'the bridges, ' '
UuaMng wa daah o'er the plain ;
Stung by a thousand of midgoa,
Certain precursore of rain.
ltuHhing we daah o'er the plain.
Watching the clouds darkly lowering
certain precursors oi rain ; I
Holds abofct hero need a nhoweHag.
ft t UK ' 1.
Watching the clonda darkly lowering
Track bete la high on a bank
Fields about here need a showering,
Boy with the books needs a spank.
Track here is high on a bank.
Just by A wretched old hovel ;
. Boy with the books needs a spank
, ' " No, I don't wast a new novel !"
, Just by a wretched old hovel,
t Hmail speck of dUBt In my eye.
" No. I dont want a new novel !''
', Babiea lx ginning to cry.
Bmall speck of dust in my eye,
"I will not buy papera or candy J"
' f Pablea beginning to cry
;' Ob, for a tomahawk handy 1
.', " I will not buy papers or candy !"
Train boys deserve to be laln ;
Oh, for a tomahawk handy I
Oh, for the cool of the rain 1 '
Train boys deserve to be slain,
i ' lleat and the dust they are chokiug,
Ob. for the cool of the rain t
' J -" Gent" just behind me is Joking.
- ,i - .
. .. Heat and the dust they are choking,
Clogging and filling my pores,
44 Oent" just behind me is Joking,
" Oent" Jnst in front of me snores.
Clogging and filling my pores,
Kara are on edge at the rattle ;
Oent" Just in front of me snores,
Sounds like the noise of a battle.
Ears are on edge at the rattle,
Man though I am 1 am pale.
Bounds like the noise of a battle,
lie re we are riding the rail. .
Hcribncr for July.
A BUNCH OF ROSES.
Maggie Denne was standing on the
terrace in the rectory garden at Wittles
leigh, gazing over the lovely bav, when
a young man came closo and gently
placed his lianas over ner blue eyes.
xranK, now dare your fine ex
claimed; " let mo go this instant 1"
The hands were immediately with
drawn, and the fair girl turned round
half angrily, to encounter the rude dis
turber of her reverie. .
14 Why, Algy, is it you? How did
you get here ? I thought you were at
Juotcombe. This is a surprise ! she
added; ' 'papa will be so glad, and Frank,
too.
" And yon. Maggie ?" said Alcrv. as he
shook hands with her warmly, venturing
upon a gentle pressure of her taper
lingers.
" Of course, I am delighted, particu
larly as Jessie Iiamblyn is coming to
day. You recollect her ?"
urn. . f. i v..
uii, penecuy; sue used to be my
aueai oi oeanty until " lie stopped.
Until that terrible attack cost her
her eyesight, you mean. Yes, indeed,
cue was a loveiy gin. x admire your
laste, Aigy.
"I did not exactly mean that," he re
plied; I meant "
ti XT 1 A .....
-nevermind just now, out tell me,
Jiko a good fellow, is that the smoke of
the steamer over there? If so, I must
go and tell Robert to get the pony chaise
reauy.
Algy shaded his eyes from the glare,
auu oent an nis powers or vision upon
mo uny cioua on tne horizon.
It was indeed a fair scene upon which
his eyes rested. The blue waters of the
bay were flecked with foam, as the brisk
breeze met the restless sea on the flood
tide. Till now, Maggie had in vain
'onght, for a token of ;the vessel, and
witn shaded eyes had watched' the wide
expanse, at times almost despairing.
But now all doubt was removed. The
.black streak grew more and more de
tinod; a long trail of amoke extended far
across the blue distance.
" Come along, " said Maggie; " we
must .tell papa and Frank. They will
be astonished to see you. By the way,
.-do you generally greet your lady friends
at Motcombe as you did me just new?"
:i Algj blushed as he replied, Of
ooureonot; besides, I have no particular
friends there."
"Oh!. Not Miss Luttrell? and Miss
Alice is it Alice Carrington ? Fie,
Msy, fie 1 what would they say to hear
yem dieown them thus? But here is
Frank." .
As she spoke, her. cousin, Frank Car
son, appeared. He walked slowly, and
with a peculiar watchful gait, but he
turned his head neither to the right nor
left, as he approached the merry pair.
"Well, Frank, old fellow, how are
you?" exclaimed Algy, heartily.as he ex
tended his hand.
Why, Algy Vernon, back already!
We thought you were studying medi
cine, or cutting people's legs oil to keep
jrour hand in for surgery. Oh, you
truant !"
The young men shook hands warmly.
Have you been hero long this time? '
asked Algernon.
About a fortnight," was the reply;
4 Maggie's school-chum is coming I
, am very anxious indeed to make her ac
quaintance. I understand slio's lovely
- not that her good looks matter to
mo "
Algy was about to make a reply when
Maggie made him a sign not to speak.
Will you come and meet her, Frank?
'We are going."
Of course. I shall bo delighted to
'welcome her. I'll go and get some flow
ers for her a bunch of roses will do."
As ho spoke he walked quietly away.
' What did you mean by telegraphing
to me in that mysterious mat ner?" asked
Vernon.
Frank doesn't know that Jessie is
Wind now, so don't tell him, She may
recover her eyesight, tue doctors say.
Perhaps your skill may prove of use."
Not much, I am afraid," said Alger
non, sighing. But I've made the eyis
my study, too. Kow yovr eyes"
Bat whatever compUmentne intended
to convey was cut short by Maggie's
iiudden departure.
In half an hour the party were all
ready to proooed to the wharf,. The
pony-chaise led the way at a brisk pace,
while, a cart . for , the visitor's luggage
followed more soberly. '
The steamer soon came alongside, and
Maggie's quick glance at once descried
her friend.' ' f
There she is, Algy, and Barton is
with her, as usual. - What a kind creature
she islV i-4 . ( - 1
; Barton recognized the party at the
same; moment, and told her young mis
tress, who turned round and waved her
hand.
Jesie Hamblyn must have possessed
no ordinary share of beauty, before the
fell ravages of small-pox. had deprived
her of sight Even now her almost
classic features were very striking, and
her open lids at a distance did not betray
the terrible trial to which she had been
subjected. Fortunately, the disease had
not marked her to any; perceptible ex
tent, and, had her eyes been spared, her
beauty would have remained .'almost un
impaired. Her, tall, well-formed figure
was drawn up as if in defiance of the
pity she knew was felt for her, and of
maty kind expressions which her quick
sense of hearing caught and 'resented.
At first she had rebelled terribly against
the will 'that had mercifully chastised
her, but lately she had bowed her head to
the decrees of Providence, and almost
without a murmur. ' ' ,
How glad I am to see you IV she ex
claimed I mean, to know 1 am with
you once again, dear Maggie ! : How
Kind you are !"
. -Dearest Jessie." whispered her
friend, "we are all delighted, yti have
come, and looking so well too. Here are
two young gentlemen waiting to be intro
duced; though I think you have met
Algy Vernon before." , . ,
"Oh, yes! I recollect Mr. Vernon
quite well. We had a famous picnic to
the glen, I think it was.';
" Quite right, Miss Bamblyn. What
a memory you havel " replied Vernon
as he shook hands with her.
" This is my cousin, Frank Carson, of
whom you may have heard," continued
Maggie. He has brought you a bou
quet.
Maggie took them from her cousin
and plaood them in the blind girl's
grasp. Jessie inhaled the perfume for
a few moments, and then placed them
in the bosom of her dress. " Oh, what
lovely roses 1" she cried, y Thank you
so much, Mr. uarson r
"Now, dear, let me escort you," said
Maggie. I see your invaluable Barton
has already got your luggage ashore.
This way, dear. . . ,
. " Algy, you and I must follow as we
cannot lead," said Frank, as he took his
friend's arm. "I say," he whispered,
" what a beanuful voice she has got,
hasn't she ? You'll be falling in love,
old fellow, eh V
"Not I "replied his friend; "I'm
not equal to a goddess like , Miss Ham
blyn. Besides, you know " He
stopped siddenly, remcmbeiing Mag.
gie s caution.
'Well, besides what? Don't mind
me," said 1 rank.
" Oh, dear, no ; the fact is, I'm mther
sweet on some one else, you see. She
was delighted with those roses. I can
tell you. What a thoughtful fellow
you are I l never can do those pretty
tnings.
"Then, fnend Algy. take a lesson
now and a rose next time."
They all drove rapidly back to the
rectory. Mr. Denne met them on the
steps.
" Welcome to Wittlesleigh," he ex-
my dear, 1 am delighted to see vou.
Come in ;" and pressing a fatherly kiss
on tne wide lorenead he led his beauti
ful visitor into the drawing-room.
'.Luncheon is ready." he said, "so
when you young ladies have exchanged
confidences we will sit down.' Do not
be too long, dear, "he added to his daugh
ter. -
We shall be ready in i ' minute,
papa," replied Maggie. ,
"Scarcely, I think." said the rector.
laughing. ' -"But do not forget I break-
fusted at 7 this morning." -"
NY hat a nice fellow your cousin must
be, . jUaggie? .Fancy his taking the
trouble to gather these lovely rosea! I
wish I could see them," she added - with
a mile. " But, Maggie, dear, .what .do
you think? one doctor in London told
papa that perhaps I might some day re
cover my sight I do so hope ho is
right. He wanted to galvanizo me, or
something J" ' ' 1 1
" Of course he is right, dear: he never
would have been so cruel. ' He conld not
have held out hopes if he were not quito
" Oh, Maggie, fancy ! J ust fancy be
ing able to see the sea, the sky, the
flowers and you, you darling, once again.
But it is too good to be true. It is onite
impossible !" A weary sigh closed the
sentence.
"Not impossible. 'dear. So let u
hope for the best. Hope and pray, and
trus t in GxVs mercy."
Jessie bent down and kissed her kind
friend, and then the two girls had a
' good cry together.
Nearly two months passed away and
still the party at Wittleeleigh Rector v
remained the same. To those of my
readers who have stayed in sweet South
Devon I need not explain the pleasant
life which young people can, and I be
lieve do, lead in that land of picnic?.
Love in these latitudes ripens with the
strawberries, and comes as naturally as
cream; so the young couples at the
Rectory paired oil almost unconsciously.
Such an arrangement in the case of
Algy Vernon and Maggie Denue was
not surprising, for they had been ac
quainted from childhood. Mrs. Vernon 1
and the late Mrs. Denne had ' been
school-fellows. They had never severed I
tho friendship thus initiated, and what i
was more natural than that the affection
entertained by the parents should de
scend to the children ! At any rate.
Algy was deeply in love with the pretty
Maggie; anil she, though not so preoc
cupied respecting him, thought her old
friend very nice, indeed, and, if the
truth were told, preferred him to all her
numerous admirers.
But Frank Carson and Jessie nam
blyn had no such excuse. Yet the influ
ence of the Devonshire air was such as
to kindle a spark, which showed symp
toms of bursting out into a very decided
flame, indeed. The train of sympathy
was laid; it required but that spark to
be applied to it, and then the barriers
of prudence would give way before the '
explosion. If Algernon and Maggie un
derstood each other, so did Frank and
Jessie, . and , the numerous ; excursions
and picnics' in which, they passed the
afternoons only served to rivet their
bonds closer. . ' , ' ( '
One sultry afternoon a' last excursion
was planned to the Fairy Glen. jTbe
party had been increased on this occasion
by ' three couples from a neighboring
parish, and, despite the threatening ap
pearance ' of" certain :huge masses of
cloud, the expedition started, t The! ro
mantic -spot which Maggie not mean
ju(?ge in these matters had selected fer
the afternoon meal was one. of those
lovely bits of landscape so familiar to
many of us. A brawling stream makes
its way amidst mossHcovered bowlders,
over pebbly shallows, and 'swirls beneath
the wild' flowers' beneath its ' banks.
Then, gliding calmly into an nnmfiled
pool, it la2ity ep beneath a pictur
esque bridge! through the single arch of
which ancient structure the ' moor is
seen, extending its wide, undulating
curves. And then . the water; secure in
its pride of high birth in yonder hills,
takes no heed of the narrow passage , till,
ere it is aware, it is caught in a rapid,
and hurried over the cascade to the sea,
where it is l6st forever. : . : r
Such were the features of the woodland
dining-room on that eventful day a day
never to be forgotten by any member of
that merry party.
The cloth was soon laid beside the
stream, and, when all was ready, full
justice was done to the al fresco meal.
More than once a muttered growl or sub
dued roll was heard over, the hills, but
the suggestion of thunder was met by
the reply that the sound was merely the
echoes of the blasting operations at the
quarries, or the rattling of the trucks on
tne neighboring tramway.
The air got more and more sultry, and
even the insects seemed to sleep. The
trees whispered to each other, and their
topmost branches waved a "gentle wel
come to tho scarcely felt breeze that
stirred the leaves. , The picnic party
Prone , into groups after dinner; the
groups into pairs, each cautioning the
others not to go too far, as there was
storm brewing. Frank and Jessie did
not wander away. Escorted by Algernon
and Maggie to a rustic . seat above the
stream, close to a tall and sheltering
tree, they sat together, while the more
venturesome of the party climbed the
tall rocks, or wandered up the stream,
leaping from stone to stone, where as
sistance and much holding of hands was
a necessity.
Oh, ye Devon streams, for what are
ye not responsible ? How many happy
iaces ye nave mirrored in your spare
ling waters !
Frank and Jessie chatted for some
time on indiiTerent subjects, until at last
she sighed deeply, and said half ab
sently:
" Oh, how very soiry I shall be to
leave here ! I have been so happy !"
xnen she added, suddenly: " Every one
nas been so very Kind to me J"
" I am dreadiully sorry you must go.
he said, with an answering sigh, and
somehow, as he spoke, we know not
how how does it ever happen ? their
hands touched; his fingers clasped hers
and hers were not withdrawn. The train
was fired 1
"Jessie, dearest Jessie." he whis-
pered, can you love me ? Will you be
my wrie r '
There was no reply, unless an almost
imperceptible pressure of the taper fin
gers could be so termed. Frank took it
for assent, and, bending down, he kissel
the lovely face once, twice, thrice, till
the cheeks were as brilliant as the crim
son rose Jessie wore in her dress.
"My own, my darling!" was all he
said. A sharp peal of thunder passed
away unheeded as he spoke. After a
pause he resumed :
"So you do love me. Jessie 1 I never
thought you would care for me, dear."
"indeed 1 do, she whispered : "why
Bnouid l not i axxx x oiten wonder that
you selected mo as your, companion all
these weeks, for I am so unfortunate "
" Why, my darling, how are you un
fortunate?" and he ' passed " his ' arm
around her taper waist. '
, V Because because oh ! I cannot
ear. to mention it: though I do not
mind now at least, not" nearly . so
muck" a ' ' 5 .
' " But what is this terrible reason why
I should not love youl Jessie ? Tell me.
dearest."' ''
Oh, Frank! that is like your kind
sympathy for v. me.1 Of course, you
guess. It is because I . am blind, you
know J' ... , . i
Frank recoiled as , if he had been
stung a choking gasp escaped him. and
he could not fpeak for a moment.
" Blind 1 he repeated at length, as if
in a dream ; " blind I Oh, Jessie 1 So am
ir
It was too true. Blind from his birth.
Frank Carson had never dreamed that
Jesfrie was afflicted like himself. Maggie
had never told him this, and the terrible
fact was now revealed to the lovers for
the first time. Frank knowledge of
the ground and neighborhood in which
he had lived for years had enabled
him to keep Jessie in ignorance of his
infirmity, which he of course fancied
sho was aware of.
And had it come to this after all !
Jessie seized his hand. " Oh. do not
tell me that! Frank, dear Frank, say
you can see me ! Hare you never seen
me, never at all ?" (
She waited breathless for his answer.
It fell almost like a blow.
"Never!"
And tbia was the entl'of her dream of
love ! She had been so very happy to
think that one man at least had been so
kind and svmpathetic:, that one man
had seen her vacant eves and scarred
face, and had loved her for herself
alone, not for her beauty and her
wealth. But now the ' charm was
snapped the golden bowl was broken I
She bent her head. A great warm
drop fell upon her hand, now clasped
in his once more. She started as she
felt it. He was suffering, too. She
drew herself up. a beautiful smile nnon
iier face, then bending toward him she
pressed a kiss, Uie first kiss of her pure
npu, upon nis lorenead.
V. Tor better, for worse, till death do
us part, dear Frank. I am vonm. if von
will take me so !"
" 1 Till death do us Dart " he reneat-
ed, solemnly, and he in turn was stoon-
ing to his love when
A hot and brilliant flash of light rent
the cloud overhead, a rattling neal of
thunder followed it to earth, and Frank
7 ... u ;.. i: ..1 7
and Jessie lav extended beneath the riv
en tree, hani in hand, to all appearance
locked in sleepthe sleep that knows no
waking. ' " - ,
Till death did theni part ! 'Was this
to be their parting, on' the threshold of
their lives? .-.-
Peal after peal of thunder' rattled overhead,-the
lightniig flashed afound them,
the rain poured down in t6rrents,. and
there they lay 'unconscious of 1 the ele
mental war asleep p'M V t '
. ; " Merciful Heaven, havepity on them!"
, It was the rectqr who spoket as he and
some, others of, th party came suddenly
upon the senseless forms beneath the
tree. ' ' ' - ' ".
, Was the prayer hear4 ? We dare not
speculate on subjects such as this. Who
can tell? ' ' "
'' The bodies were borne to a cottage
close by; the light clasp of the fingers
was unloosed at length. Jessie, the
bunch of roses contrasting so -with her
pallid face, waa laid upon a bed; Frank
was in the next room, insensible still.
A stifled sigh first proclaimed to Mag
gie Denne that her heartfelt prayer had
been answered, and Jessie sat upright.
Turning to her kind attendant, she said,
faintly: r ' ,
Maggie, d earest !" , .
Maggie, full of joy, hastened to the
bed. There was Jessie Hambljn, in
deed; but it was the Jessie of old. Her
eyes were wide open and full of life !
"It is true, Maggie, darling; it is
truej and I can see you again I can, I
can 1 Look, ' here are my roses, there
you stand. Oh, thank Heaven, I can
see the sky once more !"-
She fell back exhausted, then, rising
again, cried: . .. , i
" Is it true about Frank ? I love him,
he loves me; the lightning struck us
yes, but gave me sight for him. , Thank
God ! Where is Frank ?'' she inquired.
aiter a pause.
"In the next room," said Maggie, as
sne wiped away her happy tears. "Oh
Jessie, how thankful we all are! We
feared the worst for both !"
At this moment the rector entered
softly.
" Oh, come in, papa, come in; darling
Jessie can, see us all again. Is it not
wonderful ? I am so thankful 1'.'
"It is indeed wonderful," replied Mr.
Denne. And now," he said, after he
had affectionately congratulated Jessie,
"i nave more good news; Frank has re
covered, and has asked for Jessie. May
ne oome in r
.IT . M. A . ..i . .
"i win go to mm," sue said, nsing
iromtnebed. And before they could stop
her she had hurned away to the next
room where, lying upon a sofa, was poor
Frank Carson. She hastened towards
him. " Oh, Frank!" she cried, "dearest
Frank, I am so glad.". Then, blushing
rosy red, she whispered. "Till death do
us part. God has given me my eyesight
once again, to nurse and tend you all my
me. iear, dear Jt ranic !
He said no word till, rising up, he
knelt beside the sofa, and Jessie's thanks
giving and his went up to heaven to
gether.
But little remains to be told. The lov
ers were united before many months had
passed. Algernon and Maggie soon
followed the good example set them by
Jessie and her lover. On the former
wedding-day the only gift presented to
the lovely bnde by her devoted husband.
Frank, was a bunch of roses. Casaell'g
Magazine,
The Chief of the Bannocks.
Buffalo Horn, the Bannock leader
who is at the head of the new Indian up
rising in Idaho, is as remarkable a speci
men of the red man as Chief Joseph, who
a year since so skillfully led theJNez Per-
ces. . ine hereditary chief of the 13an
nocks seems to be that object of utter
contempt to Indiana. ."a squaw man.
and they have given in their allegiance
to Buffalo' Horn v as their real captain.
The latter is described as a small, gracefully-built
Indian, witn eyes that partake
both of the herceness of the eagle and
the tender gentleness of the antelope.
The hair on one side of his head is
wound with-threadspf brown bark.
which, resembling a buffalo horn, is sup
posed to be the occasion of his name,
lie has all the qualities calculated to win
savage admiration.. He is a perfeot dare
devil on horseback, a crack shot, intelli
gent and exceedingly prond., Buffalo
norn has a strain of white blood in his
veins, but he speaks very broken
English. He is widely known through
all ' the Western Territories north of the
Pacific railroad, and has hitherto courted
the fnendship of the whites. In the
Black Hills campaign of two years ago
tie was uen. urook's chief scout : he has
also lately been much in Gen. Howard's
camp, and is thoroughly familiar with
the habits of the soldiers and the regular
army tactics. Altogether, aeport makes
of him as dangerous a foe to the white
man as any Indian leader of recent years.
But, although their chief is so superior.
hfs followers are said to be an inferior
crew,' and not able to " hold a candle "
to the Nez Perces for fighting quality.
Origin of the English National Jtebt.
From the moment that the public at
large began to pay the taxes, and not
the land, the extravagance of Govern
ment expenditures grew amazingly, and
a national debt was commenced. When
the people paid, and the aristocracy and
their sons and kinsfolk received through
Government offices , in the army or
navy, from that moment the history of
our boundless profusion .commences.
Before this great transfer of taxation
from the lands to customs, excise, and
other popular burdens, it must be borne
in mind that there was no debt So
long as the land had to pay the taxes
the aristocracy were not willing to incur
a national debt ; the momert they had
made their transfer, and could, living on
their exempted lends, revel in the sweets
of taxation, a debt was commenced.
Charles, we shall find, borrowed
900,000 of the merchants of London,
and soon informed them that he never
could repay it ; it must remain a debt in
the nation, the interest being alone ob
tainable. Tho debt first commenced
has now grown, as the direct oonso
quenee of this grand fiscal revolution, to
upward of 800,000,000. Macaulay
has well said that this was not the first
age of borrowing, but the first of fund
ing. -
Wfien lif e w m kkwar and surer there
were feer suicides.
THAT' POLITICAL WOMAN. .
Mrs. Jenka Will' Hun Another lroulaUna
' ' Campaign nut ler Jut Lovely.
Interview In the Waablngton Port.
The Jenks is a handsome, well-pre
served lady of 35 or less (it is prope-to4
state in explanation that the interview
ing splinter is an unspliced one,, and,
therefore, not initiated in so occult a
mystery), with a full, round face, bright,
sparkling eyes, and a piquant, dashing
expression. . Her gay, vivacious manner
and 1 ready command of language pro
claim-what- her' accent would betray, a
French origin, i -
" What is the Post going to say about
met" she asked, looking np saucily out
of the corners of her eyes: ."I know
you are regular bulldozers, bnt still you
are good Democrats and speak your
mind. I hate these independent papers,
neither one thing nor the other. Down
South, you know," she continued, laugh
ing merrily, " you have to belong to one
party or the .other,, and desertion from
the party means ostracism. Bnt poli
tics is a farce; this whole thing i a
farce." . , ,
" What do you mean Louisiana poli
tics ?" asked the Pout, slipping in a word
edgewise.
"Yes; that's what I mean. The idea
of a woman being at the bottom of the
whole affair ! I have quite a talent for
drawing, and l mean to make a picture
some day. On one side will be the Re
turning Board; visiting statesmen and
the prominent-rr en of the country; on
the other will; stand Anderson and
Weber. I will stand in the middle, hold
ing in one hand the Sherman letter and
in the other a mace. I will have a fresco
of it put on tho walls of the Capitol by
a special act oi congress.
The Post suggested that it could be
made a part of Brumidi's " First Cent
ury of the Republic." Mrs. Jenks
laughed heartily at this, and said
it
would be a good idea, adding that, ' Al
though it would be lat, it would not be
the least important of the series.
"What do you think of Ben Butler?"
asked the Post, breaking in upon her
dream of artistic renown.
"Oh!' she exclaimed, "he's just
beautiful, and when he smiles he is per
lectly lovely.
The Post smiled, too, and, what might
seem incredible. , a skeptical smile, on
hearing this glowing eulogy. "Oh
well, you know " said the Jenks, quickly.
noticing tne iook, "when he sits up
straight and tries to look important,
then he is simply horrid. He has treated
me very politely, however, and I rather
like him.
"Are you going to return to New Or
leans? ....
"Certainly; that is my home; and
then I will be ready to run another cam
paign, you see; although," she thought
fully added, " the Democrats havo un
covered . all our old machinery, and it
will tafce some time to get the new pro
cess m working order.
The Man Who Walked to New Orleans
and Back.
A correspondent, who writes from
Emlenton, in this county, has been talk
ing with the old settlers of that part of
V enango concerning old times and cus
toms. In his researches he has ex
tracted the following bit of early history
from our genial old friend, Hbn John
Keating, one of the oldest living resi
dents of the county :
Talking about big walks reminds me
of a story Jude Keating told me at Em
lenton on my last visit there. The
Judge is one of the old settlers of that
region, having laid out the tewn and
acted as the first Postmaster of Emlen
ton in 1837. He came to the neighbor
hood, however, in 1812. Hugh Lee had
been a Justice of the Peace for nearly
twenty years in ' that ( township, to the
satisfaction of 1 almost ' every bod r, but
somehow or other he had offended a
man named John t-Vanderline, whore
fused to be comforted i in any ordinary
manner, . and .said .repeatedly: to his
neighbors that he would get even with
Squire Lee yet. There had often been
a question raised as to Leo's citizenship.
some contendiL g that Lee had merely
produced an old Jjassport, obtained when
ue lanueu in jew uneans aoout tne
year 1800, and that be1 was holding this
then very important office without the
formality of his naturalization papers.
" . John Vanderline ran the story down.
and found that by going to New, Orleans
he could get the official copy 'of all
papers issued, and if it turned out as
supposed, he could break Lee a commis
sion. This he resolved to do. 'He told
Keating that he , would never rest until
he had got even with him; so one even
ing he passed Keating's settlement on a
dog-trot, the gait an Indian " adopts
when on a long journey. Vanderline
had bought himself three pairs of In
dian moccasins, and was on hi way to
New Orleans. Think of that for a walk.
From Emlenton. ninety miles above
Pittsburgh, on the Alleghany river, to
New, Orleans and back, in that early
day, , when most of the distance was
literally n flowing wilderness.
in about six montks Vanderline re
turned, leg-weary and foot-sore, but
determined as ever. He had got the
papers he wanted. The supposed nat
uralization papers were nothing but
passports. Hugh Lee had never been
naturalized, his commission was broken,
and Vanderline was even. The descend
ants of these two men are all in the
vicinity of Emlenton. and Judge Keat
ing says they often laugh at the foolish
ness of. their grandfathers. . I 'enan go
(Pa) Spectator.,
' " London Atmosphere.'
London, England, has a most delight.
ful atmosphere. There is nothing flimsy
or gauzy about the air of London. In
the language of .t slang it is not "too
thin. V There is something real and
tangible about it ; something you can
see, and feel and realize ; not the trans
parent stuir we have in Detroit. It
must be seen and felt to be appreciated.
It has such a reality, such a substance,
in fart, that if it surrounded Chicago it
wonld undoubtedly be heavily mort
gaged. London's atmosphere owes its
consistency to the fumes arising from
the many coal fires of the city. In a
paper read More the Society of Arts it
was estimated that the coal annuallv
consumed in London is over 8.000 000
tons, equal at 1 per cent' of sulpher to
W.uuu tons, or as oil tf vitriol to 215,000
t ns. This is more than five times the
amount given off from all the sulphurio
acid works in the country. Fice Press.
KININU.
Tt)re' a Jolly Saxon proverb
Tbat la pretty much ilka tbla :
Tbat a man la naif In beaven
Wben be ba woman'a ktaa.
But tbart'a 4aiwtr lu AvUying,
And tbe awermi-M tuay forkj Jl .
Htt I trtt ytm,"TabruT lover,
If you want a klaa, a-by take it.
Never let another fellow
Steal a niarab ou you In tbia ;
Nave r let a laughing maiden
8e you poiUnn for a klaa, . , r
-Tbere'a a royal way of kUfing,
And tbe Jully ooea vbo ibake It - "
Have a nioito tbat la winning :
Ifyoo want a klaa, wny take It.
Any fool may face a cannon '
. Anybody wer a erown : '
Hut a wan niuttt win a woman
If he'd Lave berfoi bia own.
I
Would you bare a golden apple, . .
' 1 Yon murt find 4 Tree and hne It ;
. If a tblng la worth tbe having-.
t And you want a klaa, wby Uke it.
Who would bum upon a deaert
With a foreat growing by t
( Who would give JUia auany aummer 1
" For a blacc and wintry aky? .
, Ok V I til yon there la magic,- ' '
And you cannot, cannot break it ;
For tbe aweetert part of loving
Ja to want a kiaa andtak it ' '
WIT ASP HUMOR. ,.
' .Reoooxizrp rank Boarding-house
butter. ' ''
A soolpeno wife will make a shrew'd
man.
Cents of duty Those paid at the
Custom House.
Eve ' never looked through Adam's
overcoat pockets for letters from other
women.
What overwhelming' bliss to receive
a shower of compliments from a reign
ing belle 1 . , - -
What is the difference between a bare
figure and an ancieni song ? One is a
nudity, and the other an, old ditty.
Oip Wixackem, the schoolmaster, who
was packing up Borne pop-corn last sea
son, on being asked what he was about,
said he was " boxing his own ears."
Dtd you ever dabble in stocks?'
asked a lawyer of a witness who was
known to have fled from his native land
to this asylum of the free. " Wellyes,
I got my foot in 'em once, in the old
country," was the reply. 1
Pkofessoii " Can you multiply to
gether concrete umbers?" The class
are uncertain. Professor" What will
be the product of five apples multiplied
by six potatoes?" Freshman (tri
umphantly)" Hash."
Tbe great journalists are rapidly
dropping off Raymond, Bennett, Gree
ley, and now Bryant. And our physi
cian has advised us to take exercise.
Horristown Herald. That must be a
saving to you, for exercise is free, and
the other stuff is 10 cents a glass.
College Professor (to Junior who
has been taking advantage of his absent
mindedness): "Young man, I find,. on
looking over the records, that this makes
the fifth time in two years that you have
been granted leave of absence to attend
your grandmother's funeral" Harper's
Bazar.
A hot tood back on tbe gallery floor
At tbe naughty female abow,
And cast hla earneat glancea o'er
Bald-headed Bin below.
" I m too far back," be aadly aaid ;
Vet he dared not forward go,
For he aaw bia aged fatber'a bead
Firat in the foremost row.
Philadelphia Mirror,
A herculean Yankee, from the lum
ber districts of Maine, on paying his bill
in a London res taut ant, was informed
that the amount paid didn't include the
waiter. " Wal," he roared, " what ef it
don't ? I didn't eat any waiter, did I ?"
And he glared at the attendants so fero
ciously that they precipitately left him
to go nis way in peace.
He was an entire stranger to the ffirls
present, and the boys were mean and
would not introduce him. He finally
plucked up courage, and, stepping np
to a young lady, requested the pleasure
of her company for the next dance. She
looked at him in surprise, and informed
him that she had not the pleasure of his
acquaintance. Well," remarked Caz
enovia, . "you don't ' take- any more
chances than I do." ? - , o
.' Och, Jamie, did ye hiver hear uv
my great , speech . afore the Hibernian
Society?". ,"No,-PaVhow should I.
for sure I waa not on - the. around "
Well, Jamie, you see I was called upon
by the Hibernian Society for a speech :
and, be jabers, I. rose wjth tb inthusi
astic cheers of thousands, with mv hearf
overflowing with gratitude, f and tmy
eyes filled with tears,' and divil a word
did I spake !"v ' " "
An AntI-Friction CoutriTanVe. .
William Tucker, of East Brookfleid.
has invented for vehicles of all kinds and
shafting an anti-frietion roller, whioh
does away with lubricants and saves, it
is claimed, 100 per cent, in wear and-tear
and power expended. The contrivance is a
perforated "sleeve" made up of sec
tions, riveted together, and extending
the length of the betring. Each section
holds numerous small-rolls projecting
radially on both sides from 1-32 to
incbes according to the size of the sleeve,
and they are arranged spirally so that no
two oi them come in a direct line of bear
ing at the same time. The whole thing
is of hardened metal, of which is also
made the box surfaces and shaftiner. The
function of these rolls is the same as that
of oil, which is subdivided by the action
of the gearing into minute globules and
by rolling between box and shaft or axle
prevents friction. . In . testing, a buggy
equipped with the invention, and holding
two men, weighing in all 600 pounds.
was drawn across a barn floor by a force
of eight pounds, indicated by a spring
balance which registered sixteen pounds
with the rollers removed. With little
impulse a 400-pounds wheel runs eight
or nine minutes upon one of these roll
ers, and J. G.'Avefv. mahacer of the
patent, says he has run his nnoiled buggy
on these motionless rollers for sir
months. Mr. Tucker is making rollers
for testing on the Boston and Albany
road, and it is thought that an annual
saying of $50,000 will result to the com
pany by its adoption. -Springfield
(Mass.) llrpubUcan.
The indebtedness of the four . princi
pal missionary organizations of this
country are as follows : American Bap.
pist missionary Uruon, S2G.000; Presby
terian Board of Foreign Missions. 00.-
000 ; Reformed Foreign Missions, $28,-
msi; iUethodist Missionary Society.
l 0,000. The other denominations are
Probablr not far behind nrnn rinnafi1w
1 especially in the item of foreign work.