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lowa County Democrat.
7r*. 1 um u ruined num. Kate! everytbine pone
at hint:
Nothing to show for the trouble nml toil of the
weary rears that are past;
Itonses and lands and monev hare taken ivinps
and Bod:
This very ■mrnimr 1 signed away the roof from
over my head.
t ihonldn't eare for myself, Kate, t’m used to the
world's rough w ays
I've dug, and delved, ami plodded along through
all my manhood days;
But I think of yon and the children, and it almost
breaks mV heart.
For 1 thought so surely to give my boys and girls
a splendid start
So many years on the ladder, I thought I was
near the top—
Only a few years longer, and then I expected to
And pnt the two hors in my plaee. Kate, with an
easier life ahead,
Bnt now I must give the prospect up; that com
fortlng dream is dead.
“ I am worth more than my gold," eh? You're
good to look at it so.
But a man isn't worth very much. Kale, when hia
hair is turning to snow;
My poor little girls, wilh their soft white hands
amt innocent eyes of blue.
Turned adrift in the heartless world-what cun
and what will they do?
Au honest failure?" Indeed it wan, dollar for
dollar paid.
Never n creditor suite rod, whatcvei people have
Better are rasa and a conscience clear than a pal
aco and tlusli of shame.
One thing I shall leave to my children, Hate land
that is au honest name.
What's that? “The hoys arc not troubled? They
are ready now to begin
And gam us another fortune, ami work through
thick and thin ?”
The noble fellows! already 1 feel I haven't so
much to hear.
Their courage has lightened my heavy load of
misery and despair.
' And ttie girls are so glad it was honest? They'd
rather not dress so line
And think they did it with money that wasn't
honestly mine.
They're ready to show what they’re made of,
quick to earn and to save?"
My blessed, good little* daughters! so generous
and so brave!
And you think we needn't fret, Kate, yy liile* we
h *ve each other left.
No matter of what possessions our lives may be
You are right. With a quiet conscience and a
wife so good amt true.
i’ll put my hand to the plow again, and I know
that We'll pull through. Xlnttv-Otean.
After all. it is not easy to lit’ sympa
thetically interested in u boy to whom
you have explained fifty times that two
and two can't make live, and then to
say fo* the fifty-firs I time, that it does:
or, if he catches the warning shake of
your aching head, as he is droning out
"Fi—to have him droop, in his dull
way, and say, ‘‘l d’nknow.” Then, too,
when his clothes are so dirty that, per
sons with delicate stomachs turn away
from him with a shuddering “Ugh I”
how can any one think of him, Tom
Dolan vnd his like, all over the world,
as any portion of (hose the Master
neant when hesaid, “Feed my lambs?’’
Dear, no! It seems almost irreverent
to think of lambs in such a connection.
()ne might think of a enr. or whelp, or
brute, hut never lamb.
So it's not to be wondered at that
Miss Wilton, the teacher, did not love
Tom; especially, as studying being a
thing utterly beyond his com prehen
sion, and playing, something he did
measurably understand, he was a
troublesome hoy.
Don’t yon see mat when a hoy has no
idea what yon mean when yon say
“study,” and yet litis a very definite
idea of the manufacture and use of
paper wads, he is much more likely to
neglect the studying, while lie make the
hoys in front“hop lively”—an exhilarat
ing process to him ?
Asa had name sticks, when once it is
fastened on a hoy or man, all the mis
chief that could not he directly traced
to some other scholar, was laid to Tom's
charge. So he was punished many a
lime when he had only been asleep, or
stupidly drawing pictures on his desk
with a forefinger dampened with saliva.
One day James White scattered snuff
around so that the occupants of half a
dozen benches were set to sneezing vio
Nothing could exceed the falsely ac
cused, martyr-like expression of Jim's
face, when asked if he knew anything
about it. lie never said Tom did it.
lie was above telling tales of a school
mate. Dnt he glanced at Tom, who sat
near by, as much us to say, “1’oorTom!
He don’t know any better than to do
such things.”
So Miss Wilton asked Joe Smith, who
didn't know nothin' about it; and Tim
Benton, Jim White's crony, who didn’t
know, but guessed Tom done it. She
went back to Torn, and finding a paper
of snuff in his desk, she whipped him
severely—first for bringing the snnll tn
school, and then for telling a lie.
After the punishment, vicariously yet
unwillingly borne, Turn rubbed into his
face still more dirt from his filthy jacket
sleeve, to which he always transferred
las tears.
Perhaps this made him look more ag
gravating than nsnti 1 when, school being
dismissed, he dooned his very dilapida
ted straw hat. At any rate Joe Smith
thought it would be rare sport to set on
fire the loose straw sticking up from
Tom’s frowzy head—“so as to let some
light into his skull,” he said.
When Tom found where the smell of
smoke came from, ho snatched off his
hat with a wild scream of terror, and
ran into the woods, where flowed a noisy
nrook. The idea that the silly creature
j could really moan to try and save the
: "rock, which at first was scarcely more
: than a head-hand, so unused the boys
j that their shouts ofjccringand laughing
! penetrated even his dnl’ brain with a
| sense of being miserably vrouged, and,
| tossing the still smoking fragment of a
j hat inti) the brook, lie vatchcd it float
, away, through fast falling tears,
i __ There would only be more torture
| from the boys, if he ventured out of his
hiding place till they were all gone
home. Added to this reason for delay
was the moral certainty that his mother,
herself a hard-working, often ill-used
woman, would beat him for coming
home hatless. So he staid, watching
the merry water dance over the stones,
soothed by it, though he didn’t know
why, till hunger forced him to brave
the whipping and all the rest.
He stayed his steps a little as he drew
near home, meditating on how he might
reach in. at the pantry window and help
himself to supper, if only he had a jack
knife to cut away one of the laths that
were used to bar live open w indow iu
hot weather.
Ho was walking slowly, whim his bare
toe received a prick from something ly
mg on the ground. 11 is start of pain
kicked the cause directly into sight.
That breast-pin, with the golden beetle
on it, surely never belonged to any one
but the teacher: for had he not ga/ed
on it, wondering all the time she was ex
plaining. his geography lesson to him
that very morning.
He had a vague sense of <|ueerness
that a beetle—a mere hug should lie
cut of gold and allowed to till so honor
able a place. Why. he was not so dirty
as a beetle: yet would she even smile
at him, much loss ask for bis tin-type,
as he had heard her for several of the
hoy’s photographs ?
If Miss Wilton had read bis wonder
about the golden beetle, and told him
that the reason for its being on her pin
was in imitation of ancient jewelry
when beetles were worshiped even,
what would he have said then’/
Tom picked up the pin, with an
eager look around to see if he were ob
served. What! Had he not heard
Thou shall not steal ?" (), yes. Itnt
things were rather mixed up in poor
Tom's mind.
The teacher had whipped him when
Jim White sprinkled thv snnlV about,
and again for telling the truth, and not
a lie; and here was her pin in his hand.
She would miss it, he knew, and be
sorry to lose it; but be could buy a
jack-knife and maybe a bat, 100, with
the value of it.
" Mann wouldn't lick me thou." ho
reflected, wilii u sense of relief that
showed ho appreciated i-or|>rul pun
ishment as an argument when it was to
ho escaped. Hut whon it occurred to
him, a niomonl nftor, to Imy oil' that
sovoro mother of his hy an iminadialo
present of tho pin, something matte
1 11111 hositato.
Sho would koop ii lio felt too sure, to
ho willing to risk it in hor liands, unless
his mind was quito nnulo up not to re
store the pin to its owner. \ little fold
ing of pity, perhaps, for the teacher
for it must have, cost a deal of money
—a little shame at the thought of not
doing as he would ho done hy, mayhe,
made him pause; hut more than all else
a dread of what the consequences
might he, should tho teacher, after all,
lind out he had her pin.
“ Folks has seoh ways of set in'
through things," pondered Tom.
Hut he was in luck as to supper, for
hahv Jimmy, the mother's pet, had
dropped in the yard a huge piece bread
molasses. Tom spied this, in the midst
of his meditations, and easily hid it,
with the pin, under his jeakel, while he
skurried away out of sight from (he
house. If he stayed out till pretty late,
his mother, tired with a hard day's
work, would he ahed and asleep, and he
was safe for the night, at any rate.
So he walked toward the village eat
ing (irst the bread and then a green ap
ple, that he had picked up on the re id
At length he heard the sound of
music, Toni dearly loved to listen to
the singing in the chapel when windows
and doors were open, so he could not
he seen, though he ventured close hy.
Hi' even sat down on the upper step.
After the hymn was over, a rattling
cart drove along the street, so for a
minute Tom could not hear anything
going on inside the chapel.
When it wa- quite again, he heard
someone saying very tenderly and
softly: “ Ih l was despised and rejected
of men."
“ Why, that’s me they're talking
about ’ exclaimed Tom, surprised into
speaking aloud. Hut nobody heard him.
and he leaned forward eagerly to see
what else was going to he said about
himself. To his utter amazement, he
soon gathered that it was Christ Jesus,
the Lord, and not poor Tom Dolan, son
of the washerwoman and of the drunk
en bricklayer, that they were talking
Remember, 1 said Tom was very
stupid. He went out into the dark,
where nobody could see or bear Idm,
and dropping cn his knees, said: “If
you could stand it I will."
It was a prayer, if it did sound all
wrong. Poor Tom never did know how
to ‘put things;" though he did know'
how to \ut himself on the divine side
of life, fhe didn’t know the usual
ways. And Wnshenot und.'rstood ttsso
placing timself, and, therefore, worthy
to reeeve the blessings'.' You would
have beieved it, bad yon sc at the hoy's
face h'ighter, mote up-looking, more
manly 'ban anybody had seen it before.
He lad learned the l.ord's Prayer.
This le repeated; and then, rising front
his knees, he ran, as if lor his life, to
Miss Wilton’s hoarding-house.
As l e drew near, he heard sonic cue
say :
" Its that dirty little stunk of a Tom
Then a lad's voice spoke sharply
"Ho away, child ! What do yon mean
hanging about here?”
He dared not cuter the gate, under
these circumstances; but be said, with
a boldness that astonished Miss Wilton,
accustomed, as she had been, to his
stuttering, blundering ways: " I w ant to
see the teacher.”
A lady, wrapped in a delicate white
shawl, gave a sigh of mingled weariness
and disgust, as she canto down the
gravelled walk. She had heard of the
straw hat episode, and looked for nettl
ing else than an irat > message (rout
Mrs. Holan. What wa* her surprise to
see her own lost pin, ti e gift of a dear
friend, glistening in the moonlight, as
Tom held it toward her !
" 1 low good of you, Tom, to bring it
to me!"
Her voice faltered a little as she
spoke, for Delia day. one of the big and
big-hearted girls, too, had been oil'ered
sittill, since school, by dim White; and
she told him she'd bet poor Tom Holan
didn't have anv till he (diml put it in
his desk. And dim didit' deny it. only
laughed, and said Tom was used to be
ing licked and didn't mini it at all.
Delia bud waxed indi'iiant, as she
went on, and bad made her ti aeber
rather uncomfortable.
Tom was so pleased to have Miss
Wilton praise him, that he didn't rim
away directly, as he had ]danned to do,
but stood pulling at a rag on his jacket
till lie pulled il oil', while Mi-s Wilton
considered whal todonex;. She couldn't
apologize for having whipped the wrong
boy. That would never m>, of course.
Money was (he best balm for bis wound
ed spirit if., indeed, he \ere not, as
.lint While said, too used to blows to
"\Vli;ll shall 1 pay yon'." she asked,
fumbling fur 1 1 <• r purse. Inn- once she
was stupid, in her turn.
Toni answered steadily, and with a
ring in his voiee she had never heard
heli ire:
"Nothin’. I didn't bring it hack (or
yonr sake, lint heeanse he was treated
had, was despised and all dial; and.
if ne could stand it. I'm going to Irv
He. broke into a soh and tried to run
away, lad Miss Wilton caught him la
the arm, and said:
"Forgive me, ehild, lor not under
standing yon,”
She won him to (ell her the whole
story, and then she did one or two
strange things for one in her position.
She went home with Tom; paeilled and
even delighted the poor ignorant moth
er hy her aeeonnt of her son; and
left money for a hat. and for more he
The next morningsheehanged Tom's
seat "for meritorious eondnel,” she
told die scholars.
Then looking straight at Jim While,
who eowered beneath her glance, she
"1 helieve 1 made a mistake in whip
ping Thomas yesterday; hut he wished
me to forgive 'he real ollender, he
eanse of Him who said "Love yonr
The whole school fell thereafter that
Tom Dolan was not the same hoy in
the teacher's view that he had been,and
that it was no longer safe to treat him
as heretofore.
lie never was a brilliant scholar, hut
did his best, and Miss Wilton found her
best for him was a dilfereftt matter from
what it had been.
hater she got a position for him as
errand hoy in a store. And <n he went
on step by step. Never into any lofty
place m the world’s esteem; but tho
world’s judgment is not always just, and
‘'there are last that shall he* first,’’ and
such as Tom Dolan w ill he found to he
of that blessed company.
A Curious Wager.
IVrhap- one of the most curious
wagers on record is one that was made
by two sporting men in January, IK"7.
One of tin* above bet £‘JO to £lO that of
the lir-t thirty men who should pu-s a
shop in wliich they were to station them
selves, twenty would at lea-tone hand
in the breeches or coat pocket, and that
fifteen would have both hands so placed.
New street, < 'o vent Darden, Loudon, was
selected for the place of scrutiny, ns,
from its being an extremely narrow foot
oath and being a very public thorough
fare, it would afford the best example of
tile inconvenience of this prevalent ens
tom. The result of the examination,
was that of the first thirty men who
passed eighteen bad both hands in their
pockets, and five others had one hand
so situated, the proposer of the w ager
thus winning it easily.
t'eylniou (ainnen Fields.
Our morning was as usual on a tirst
arrival taken up l>y visits; iutho after
noon we drove in Sir K. Hai nes'sociable
through far-famed cinnamon gardens,
which covered upwards of seventeen
thonsaiul acres of land on the coast, the
largest of which are near Colombo, The
plant thrives best in a poor sandy soil
and in a damp atmosphere; it grows
wild in the woods to the si/.e of a large
apple tree, but when cultivated is never
allowed to grow more than ten or
twelve feet in bight, each plant standing
separate. The leaf is something like
that of the laurel in shape, but of a
lighter color; when it tirst shoots out it
is red, and changes gradually to a green.
It is now out of blossom, but 1 am told
the (lower is white, and appears, when
in full bloom, to cover the whole garden.
After hearing so much of the spicy gales
from this island, 1 was much disap
pointed at not being able to discover the
scent at least from the plants, in panning
through tin' gardens; there is a very
fragrant smelling (lower growing under
them, which at tirst led ns into the be
lief that wesmelt the cinnamon, but we
were soon undeceived. On pulling oil
a leaf or (wig you perceive the spicy
odor very strongly; but 1 was surprised
to hear that the (lower had little or none.
\s cinnamon forms the only eonsidei
able export of Ceylon. it is, of course,
preserved with care; by the old Hutch
law, the penally for ending a branch
was no less than the loss ol a hand; at
present, a line expatiates the same of
tense. The neighborhood of t'oloiuho
is parlieulary favorable to ils growth,
being well sheltered, w ith a high equable
temperature, and as showers fall fre
tpienlly though a day's heavy rain
is uncommon the ground is never
parched, as in most other places it not
unfreipicntly becomes, by extreme
The Minister's Wedding l ee.
The Hamilton tN. V. ) /Vmiierude lit
pnW/eiia has the following account of a
wedding at-the residence of (lie clergy
mini in that villiageon New Year's Hay
“Thereverend gentleman was 1 at home 1
to all callers, and miring the day a
gentleman and lady called. They sal
down and accepted the attentions of the
minister, who, w ell kno,\ ing their errand
before they announced it, was try ing to
make them led at home. After con
siderable skirmishing, the candidate for
groom managed to tell the secret. They
wanted lobe married. The clergyman
could do that lot them, and do it he did,
(hen and (here, m approved style. The
newly wedded pair desired a eerlilienle,
and that was duly made tail, executed
and <l<'lix eri and. Then came the fee.
‘How much do yon ask for the job?’
asked the youth. The clergyman re
plied that the amount was always left
to the generosity of the groom. ‘Well,'
said the groom, ‘ limes are very hard
and money scarce, Ini; I guess 1 can find
dd cents.' So lit* lis-hed in his pocket
awhile and liimlly produced what he
called dtl cents and handed it to the pas
lor. Then the happy eonj 1" took their
leave. <hi looking at the change re
ceived, the pastor found that i ne piece
which had evidently been taken for 10
cents was a cent piece, and, therefore,
his fee had been reduced to the maguili
cent sum of-I.'! cents. Vet there was
consolation even in that. The .certifi
cate had cost lint ‘Jd cents, so it left him
a clean prnliit of IS cents outlie trans
An llloiiiient Discourse lnbTrii|ilel.
I( is strange how ■uini i men like to
hear themselves talk; stranger how
they will persist in tin* ominous hnhit
lifter they see the mi ery it eattseH. A
justice of the peace m t’aseyville, 111.,
was subject to llii' tiee, and, having
slowed away a few law phrases and
high words, used luihitdally to
inflict them upon persona whoeould not
escape the torture. One day a yi umg
man and woman came to him to he
married, lie began with deliberation,
cool, premeditate, fiendish, as if he had
never been married himself and hail no
idea of the impatience of young souls in
that trying hour, I’onderoim words,
long sentences and profound dogmas
fell from his lips. Causes for rheetorial
effects increased his complacency and
the agons of the helpless man and
woman. They were becoming desperate.
No prospect for relief appeared. On
went the justice, when he was snddei ly
interrupted by a spasmodic ery. I'li
able to endure him and the suspense
any longer, the twain sashed into each
other’s arms and i mbraeed rapturously,
(’unfounded and amazed, the justice,
after collecting himself and lamenting
the rhetorical ruins, remarked “We
will omit the rest of the ceremony, I
pronounce you man and wife.’’
A WKonrvi announcement startled all
Indianapolis high life a few days ago.
Mrs, flora Stewart, the widow of a bravo
colonel in the late war and the aee.ojnp
lished daughter of one of the wealthiest
citizens, mol at Munich where sho was
prosecuting her musical studies iu IB7n,
William K. Wulsehuer, leader of the.
king's hand, and an ardent attachment
sprung up between them. She wrote to
her parents about it, and they replied
that if she married they would disown
her; hut she married the musician, nuU
withstanding, and kept tlu> event a
secret. They both came to this country
at the sumo time. ami Wnlsclmncr oh
taincd a lucrative situation in Indianap
olis as a salesman. As soon as ho ho
oamo independent his wife announced
to Ivor startled parents her rolat on to
the popular young Havarian, ami re
marked that the time had oonvo to
disown her. Hnt after a little fuming
the stern patents eoneludod not to do
it, and acknowledged (heir handsome
son-in-law with milter more pride than
Hank of Kiiglauil Notes.
Few of the persons who handle Hank
of Kngland notes ever think of the
amount of labor and ingenuity that is
expended on their production. These
notes are made from pure white linen
cuttings, never from rags that have been
worn. They have been manufaetnred
for nearly ‘JtKI years by the same family,
tin' Portals, Protestant refugees. So
earefullv is the paper prepared that
even the number of dips into the pulp
made bv each workman is registered
oil a dial by tnaehinery, and (he sheets
are carefully counted and booked to
each person through whose hands
they pass. The printing is doin' by a
most curious process m Mr. foe’s lie
parlmenl within the bank building.
I’here is an elaborate arrangement for
seem ing that no note shall be like any
other in existence. Consfapienlly there
never was a duplicate of a Rank ol ’ Fug
land note, except by forgery. Accord
ing to the ('ilii l‘ns.i the slock of paid
notes of seven years is about P 1.000,000
in number, and they till IS, OOO boxes,
which it placed side b\ side would reach
three miles. The notes, placed iu a
pile, would be eight miles lu> It ; or if
joined end to end. Mould form a ribbon
lo.tHHI miles long ; their superlicial ex
lent is more than that of Hyde Park
I heir original value was over $15,0(10, IKK •
and their weight over 11- tons.
The Postal Savings Hanks.
Inter Omni.
The views of the secretary o( the
treasury, asset forth in the letter of onr
correspondent published yesterday, up
oil (he subject id savings deposits with
postmasters and the issue of small
popular bonds, cannot he 100 soon acted
upon. In onr judgment they are of the
most immediateh practical character
affording safety ol deposit, and availahil
itV of use, to the great mass of Un
people, which they not been able to
have heretofore. This is a proposition
upon which all should unite. It will
aid most those needing aid, without in
juring others, h will hriugour indebted
ness home, and in case of need allord
a tangible substitute for a delicienl cur
The Unjs f Women,
Ni'W t in k Nun.
Pel us mile the ways of some women
whose alleetions have been slighted, and
look al the story of Lew is and lleekwith,
the faithless managing clerks of Hahhit.
the si hi ll maker. Having been east
aside by Lewis, (he woman in this ease
made advances Iu lleekwith that were
rejected. Thus doubly slighted, she
made known facts (lint have consigned
lleekwith, who, throughout his secret
peculation, bad lived no outwardly
blameless life for ten years, to n striped
soil and a ex-11, and may compel the
dashing Leins to follow him.
* • ♦
He bought a guitar and practiced for
six long weary months. Hut at the end
of that lino a. smile of joy lit up his
wan and weary face, and Ids brow grew
radiant with joy, as lu* inspected the
corns on the tlmmli of his right hand.
The hour was HI p, m ., and he wan
dered llirungli the stilly night to the
hoarding house where she lived, and
directly under that window which had
been so often sanctified by her presence
he commenced lu (not; (Twang, twang,
him.) " I wandered h-i-i the lirooksiife
(kling, clang, boo). I wandered by i-i
the mill” and the sash was gently
raised with a crash, and a deep base
voice yelled out; " 1 visli as yu fall into
your brook olf your hrookside nod
frown yourself in dose mill, order I
plow my vissiland call a poliz,eld idler."
It was c ruel of her to have changed
her room without letting him know,
-♦ • ♦-
An exchange says anew way of fast
ening on ladies’ lads is to bore the lops
of their ears, put in gold hoops and
have the hat strings lied through them.
Tims, step by step, we (read the path
way to perfection, and ere the darkness
of death envelopes all the world man
will have utilized Ids nose in holding
up his pants op pulling on his hoots.
h niton Timet.
Uin.s' it you iix | dint or, two iuoiillh
in arreani on bin board bill, Haem bin
landlady with a vinegar-liko exon*
nion Heated in the front pow, it emit be
expected that bin Hennon will pon
hchm that eloquence which apringH only
from a mind unenibamuwed by earthly
Since tin* cold miap eiawtical team
hUtm rniy that terra in a blamed night
tinna tlmu it War —Oil Lily Dmnriak.
NO. sW.

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