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"Why sitt'st thou by that ruined hall, Thou aged earl, so stern and gray ? Do'st thou its former pride recall, Or ponder how it passed away ?" II "Know'st thou not me ?" the deep voice cried; 'No longer enjoyed, so oft missed Alternate, in thy fickle pride, Desired, neglected, and accursed! III "Before my breath, like blazing flax, Man and his marvels pass away : And changing empires wane and wax, Are founded, flourish and decay. iv "Redeem mine hours-the space is brief While in my glass the sand grains shiver, And measurless thy joy or grief, When time and thou shall part forever." THAT ONE DOLLAR BILL. How it did rain that November night. None of your undecided showers, with hesi tating intervals, as it were, between; none of your mild, persistent patterings on the roof, but a regular tempest, a wild deluge, a rush of arrowy drops and a thunder of opening floods ? Squire Pratlet heard the rattling up against the casements, and drew his snug easy chair closer to the fire-a great, open mass of glimmering anthracite, and gazed with a sort of sleepy, reflective satisfaction at the crim son moreen curtains, and a gray cat fast asleep on the hearth and the canary bird rolled into a drowsy ball of yellow down upon its perch. "'This is snug," quoth the Squire; "I'm glad I had the leaky spot in the barn fixed last week. I don't object to a stormy night once in awhile when a fellow's under cover, and there is nothing particularly to be done." "Yes," Mrs Pratlet answered. She was flitting about between the kitchen and sitting room with a great blue checkered apron tied about her waist. "I am nearly ready to come in now. Well, I wonder," sotto voce, "if that was a knock at the door or just a little rush of the wind." She went to the door, nevertheless, and a minute or two afterwards she went to her husband's chair, "Joe, dear, it's Luke Ruddilove," she said, half apprehensively. The Squire never looked up from his reading. "Tell him he has made a mistake. The tavern is on the:second corner beyond." "But he wants to know if you will lend him a dollar," said Mrs. Pratlet. "Couldn't you tell him no, without the ceremony of coming to me? Is it likely that I should lend a dollar, or even a cent, to Luke Ruddilove? Why, I'd a great deal rather throw it among yonder red coals. No -of course not." . . . t Mrs. Pratlet hesitated. "He looks so pinched and cold and wretch ed, Josiah. He says there is nobody in the world to let him have a cent." "All the better for him, if he did but know it," sharply enunciated the old- Squire. "If he had come to that half a dozen years ago perhaps he would not have been the misera ble vagabond he now is." "We used to go to school together," said Mrs. Pratlet, gently. "He was the smartest boy in the class." "That's probable enough," said the Squire, "but it don't alter the fact. -He is a poor drunken wretch now. Send him about his business, Mary, and if his time is of any consequence, just let him kuow he had bet ter not waste it coming here after dollars."' And the Squire leaned back in his chair, after a positive fashion, as if the whole mat ter was settled. Mrs. Pratlet went back to the kitchen, where Luke Ruddilove was spreading his poor fingers over the blaze of the fire, his tat tered garments steaming as if he was a pillar of vapor. "Then I've got to starve like any other dog !" said Luke Ruddilove, turning away. "But after all, I don't suppose it makes much difference if I shuffle out of this world to-day or to-morrow." "Oh, Luke, no difference to your wife?" "She'd be better off without me," he said downheartedly. "But she ought not to be." "Ought and is, are two different things, Mrs. Pratlet. Good night; I ain't going to the tavern, although I'll wager something the Square thought I was." "And isn't it natural enough that he should think so, Luke?" "Yes, yes, Mary; I don't say but that it is," ~iurmured Luke in the same dejected tone he used during the interview. "Stop," Mrs. Pratlet called to him as his hand lay on the door latch, in a low voice. "Here's a dollar, Luke, Mr. Pratlet gave it to me for an oilcloth to go in front of the parlor stove; but I will try and make the old one last a little longer. And, Luke, for the sake of your poor wife and little ones at home, and for the sake of old times, do try and do better. Won't you ?" Luke Ruddil6ve looked vacantly at the new bank bill in his hand, and then atthe blooming young matron who had placed -it there. "Thank you, Mary. I will. God bless you," he said, and: crept out =into the storm that reigned without, Mrs. Pratlet stood look ing ito the kitchen fire. 'tI dare say I've done a fo6ilsh thing buit, indeed, I could not help it. If e' will take it homey and° not spend it at the tvern, I shall not miss my oilcloth." And there was a conscious flush on her cheeks as if she had done something wrong when she joined her husband in the sitting room. "Well," said Squire Pratlet, "has that un fortunate gone at last ?" "Yes." "To the Stoke's tavern, I suppose ?" "I hope not, Josiah." "I'm afraid it's past hoping for," said the Squire, shrugging his shoulders. But Mrs. Pratlet kept her secret in her own heart. It was six months afterwards that the Squire came into the dining where his wife was preserving great red apples into jelly. "Well, well," quoth he, "wonders will never cease. The Ruddiloves have gone away." "Where." "I don't know-out West somewhere with a colony. And they say Luke has not drank a drop for six months." "I am glad of that," replied Mrs. P. "It won't last long," he suggested dispair ingly. "Why not ?" "Oh, don't know, I haven't any faith in these sudden reforms." Mrs. Pratlet was silent; she thought thank fully that, after all, Luke had not spent the dollar for liquor. * * * * * Six months-six years: the time sped along in days and weeks, almost befere busy Mrs. Pratlet knew that it was gone. The Ruddiloves had returned to Sequosset. Luke had made his fortune, so the story went, far off in Eldorado. "They do say," said bMas. Buckingham, that he has bought that 'ere lot down oppo site the court house, and he is going to build such a house as never was." "He must of prospered greatly," observed Mrs. Pratlet. "And his wife, she wears a silk gown that will stand alone with i:s own richness ! I can remember when Ruddilove was noth ing but a poor drunken creature." "All the more credit to him now," said Mrs. Pratlet, emphatically. "It is to be all of stone, -with white man tels and inlaid floors; and he has put a lot of papers and things under the corner one, like they do in public buildings." "Well, that is natural enough." "I know, yet it seems kipd o' queer that he should put a dollar bill in with the other things. He must have lots of money, to throw it away in that manner." Mrs. Pratlet felt her cheeks flush. Invol untarily she glanced towards the Squire. But he never looked around. She met Mr. Ruddilove that afternoon for the first time since his return to Soquosset--Luke himself, save that the demon of intemperance had been completely crushed, and his better na ture triumphing at last. He looked her brightly in the face, and held out his hand, saying but the one word: "Mary." Tremulously she replied: "I am glad to see you here again." When Luke had overcome his emotion be continued: "Do you remember that stormy night when you gave me that dollar bill and begged me not to go to the tavern ?" "Yes." "That night was the pivot on which my whole destiny turned. You were kind to me when all others gave me naught but the cold shoulder. You trusted me when all other faces were averted. That night I took a vow i to myself to prove worthy of your confidence and I kept it. I treasured it up, and heaven has added mightily to my little store. "I have put the bill in the corner stone of my new house, for it arose alone from that dol lar bill: "I won't offer to pay you back, for I am afraid," he said smilingly, "the luck would go from me with it. But I'll tell you what I will do; I'll give money and words of trust and encouragement to some other poor wretches as you gave to me." The next day Mrs. Pratlet received from the delivery man at her door a bundle which, when she had opened it, revealed to her as tonished gaze the most beautiful peace of oil cloth her eyes had ever beheld. This natur. ally attracted the Squire's attention, and when Mrs. Pratlet told him all, he only re plied, with some emotion: "You were right, and I was wrong." An Empress Fuoled. A private letter recently received from an American lady, sojourning in Vienna, con tains the following interesting gossip : We have been very much disappointed this week at the" announcement of the postpone ment of the marriage of the crown prince of Austria with Stephanie, the Belgian princess, for which preparations on a grand scale have been going on here all winter; a perfect car nival season the nuptial week would have been. . The postponement is indefinite;, the reason .given is the princess' extreme youth ; iher parents say she is but a mereschoolchild not strong, and they fear that the balls and festivities generally given in rher honor would be too much for her, particularly as she .has not been to a bht or ,anything of the kind. You knoi ;royal etiquette obliges her to come: 'to Vienna to be married-her husband being of high "rankt emperor's son and sh. only 's king's daughter-and, besides, as Austria is a arst and Belgium only assecond-rate power. Poor little thing. I do not doubt she was so homesick at the idea of coming away Offhere so forlornly to be married, that her father and mother had not the heart to let her go. Alas! for the fine innumerable costumes of the countesses and princesses which through the kindness of a shopkeeper, or modiste, *e are privileged, as strangers, to gaze upon-of superb materials, stiff with embroidery in crystal beads. chenille, gold thread, silver, jet and garnet. Among the Viennese modistes there is a good deal of bitter feeling, as the empress sends to Paris for almost her entire wardrobe, and, as she is at the head of fash ion there, other ladies of course follow her example, which robs the Viennese of their wealthiest customers. But they were all pleased just now to hear the following story: One of the leading modistes of the city, hoping to succeed where others had, failed, took several of his newest costumes to the empress. With one of the dresses she was enchanted and anxious to purchase it, but his price was more than she thought even she ought to afford. She coaxed him to sell it for less, but, no, he would not ; so he departed. All day and all that night she thought and thought about that dress, and the more she thought the more she desired to possess it. So, early in the morning she sent a messenger to the shopkeeper to order the dress. She must have it, and would take it at any price. Alas! the manager returned, looking very woful, having the shop-keeper's regrets that her majesty was too late, as he had sold it to the emperor the sfternoon be fore. Then she thought: "That dear man, some one has told him I longed for that dress and so he is going to surprise me with it; but he shall not get ahead of me, the dear old duck." So off she drove and bought the finest present she could find, took it to the emperor, and presented it with a sweet speech and smile. He accepted it with ut most grace, showing both his pleasure and surprise. She withdrew, and waited and waited for the expected gift. It came not. Later in the day she learned that her dear emperor had purchased it for, and Aresented it to, a favorite opera singer. One can im agine the weeping and and gnashing of teeth about that time in the Austrian winter palace. MONTAMA HOUSE, Front Street, FORT BENTON, - MONTANA. Meals at All Hours. The Cooking is under the immediate supervision of Mrs. A. C. Beckman, who will spare no pains to give satisfaction in every respect. BOARD AND LODGING BY THE DAY OR WEEK. FRANKi'S NEWS DEPOT. 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