soya.
l> maiden! aileni sitting
Braiding still Ihv golden hair;
Round tiiv head il.e bees are lliUtng,
Oeemtsur thee a lily fair.
O mavd! with eves whose azure
Holds a happy, joyous gleam.
What hath charmed thy lawless leisure.
Made thy life a fairy dream!
Love hash lound mo sltliuu lonely.
Whispered soft a charmed word.
Kvertuore my heart beats only
„„ to tho music ol shat word.
O maiden l slowly pacing
Crowned with braids of sombre gray;
One set path thy footsteps tracing
Up and down one lonesome way;
O maid! with eyes whose weeping
Tells of endless pain and woe.
What sad vigil art thou keeping!
What hath marred thy beauty so!
Lose hath left me pacing lonely.
Coldly bade me live alone;
Evermore mv oath is lonely.
Evermore I live alone!
1 ILLY.
“Asked Tilly?”
"Yes, actually. I heard him myself.
Did you mr?”
Miss Rosie Green, for all answer, look
ed unutterable things. Miss I’usie Green
look off her sundown and fanned her
self vigorously with it. She looked
warns; her face was Hushed with feeling
no less than with the weather. She and
her sister were no longer as youthful as
their names suggested. Moreover, irri
tation brings out the lines and wrinkles
of a face, asAl it is unquestionably irri
tating to bo passed over for a slip of a
tiling, with a doll-baby face, not one’s
own llesh and blood at that.
“It's all pa’s fault,” Miss Rosie pur
sued, presently. “He does spoil that
girl so abominably. There will be no
enduring her presently."
“I shouldn’t be one bit surprised if
Mr. Leonard makes so much of her
just to please pa. Men are such time
servers. Of course it's to his interest
to keep in pa’s good books."
“There they go now!” cried Miss Ro
sie in an excited whisper, Hying to the
window, and peeping through a crack
in the shutter.
“For goodness sake, don’t give her
the satisfaction of seeing yon look at
her.”
“1 don’t care whether she sees me or
not —not a rush. That old pink calico
on ! Ido think she might have the de
cency to make herself look respectable,
riding out with pa’s young man.”
“Fa’s young man! What a way to
put it.”
“Well, isn’t he, for the present? He’s
reading medicine in pa’s office, I’m
sure, and he takes the messages that
are left, and tells pa afterward. For my
part 1 think he is hound to be civil to
pa’s daughters.”
“Well, he is being civil to one of
them.”
“Yes. That’s the worst of the way
pa treats Tilly. It’s real unjust to us.
Hateful little piece!”
A case of cruel step-sisters, you are
thinking. However, there was no tie
cither of blood or of marriage in this
instance. Dr. Green had adopted Tilly,
brought her with him when bo moved
to Woodbridge fifteen years ago. She
was a mere baby then, and his wife was
still living, and cared fur the child like
her own. She was a motherly soul, and
loved babies. Her own girls had left
infancy half a score of years behind
them. Since her death life had not
been so smooth for Tilly. Perhaps the
Green girls would have been kind to
another person in the same situation,
but they certainly made life a burden
to their little adopted sister. There is
no accounting for likes and dislikes.
It did not prove Tilly morally deficient
because she aroused the worst feelings
in Rosie’s and I’osie’s natures. It is an
an unpleasant mystery why certain an
tagonistic natures should be subjected
to certain exasperating frictions. There
are those whom it sell wild to feel the
down of the peach. Others bite
through the skin with unalloyed enjoy-
incut.
Mr. Leonard —he hoped to lie Dr.
Leonard this time next year—drove a
fast horse before a shining new buggy.
It was a bright day, and he had a pretty
girl beside him. His spirits rose to the
level of the occasion. Tilly and he
laughed and talked in away that would
have driven Miss Posie frantic. I specify
Miss Posie, because her sisters had ac
quired two or three years’ additional
resignation in which to bear the ills of
sisterhood; wall-tlowcring had become
almost a second nature. But Tilly
laughed on regardless, She was happy.
John Leonard was the handsomest, the
best-mannered, the best-dressed young
man she had ever known, and ho had
singled her out for his especial favor.
She was willing to believe anything of
an auspicious fate.
John Leonard compared her mean
while to a wild rose, her bloom was so
exquisite, her whole effect so dainty.
Her large dark eyes were wonderfully
bright and shining. I am afraid she
was quite unaware how much they
avowed as she raised them to John's
face row and again. Prudence should
have kept them averted,
“I burned my linger to-day;” she
said, displaying it, ‘‘taking the baked
custard out of the oven.”
“Why, the poor little linger! And
such bad stuff as custard is, after all.”
“Do you think so? Pa likes it.”
“ Yes'. So did my mother. She al
ways considered it an especial treat. 1
was a tender-hearted chap. It made
me unhappy because 1 hated it; it
seemed ungrateful.”
Tillv thought this a delightful trait.
“We often have custard,” she pursued.
“ It’s so hard to think up new kinds of
~
“ And a great waist of brains.”
“ Perhaps it is. 1 often wish 1 had
more time for improving my mind.
“ You should U<kf the time,” dog
matized John. He had had it on his
mind to say this. It struck him that
Tilly’s education was shamefully neg
lected. She wrote a wretched, scratchy
little hand; she stumbled in reading
aloud in reading an ordinary newspaper
paragraph; she had once committed
herself to the opinion that Vienna was
in France. It was strange that beauty
could be so illterate —strange, and a
<hame. The poor child was kept drudg
ing from morning til! night, cooking,
sweeping, dusting. Why didn’t those
two sisters of hers nut their shoulders to
the household wheel? It was all they
were good for. Someone had said that
Tilly were not old Green’s own child.
The’ more fool she to wear herself out
in his service; but women were apt to
be foots; they would slave themselves
to death for any matt wno gave them a
kind word. At least so his mother had
always said. And old Green was cer
tainly affectionate enough to the girl.
Poorlittle thing, who could help being
good to her? All this, while he kept up
at the same time an animated conver
sation with Tilly.
Nor was that the last drive they took
together. He asked her all the ofiner
when he saw it made the "wicked sis
ters," sis ho dubbed them, angry. As it
proved, he asked Tilly far oftner than
was good for her. This was only ass
episode with him; with Tilly it was the
most real experience of ITe. John
Leonard seldom talked of his plans, hist
he had .mapped out his career for bins.
When he graduated in medicine he
should become her father's partner, assd
thsally relieve her father of the bssrdess
of his practice, assd tlscss —ami then—
Till/ always herself shared these air
castles with John.
This was a lotsg, lossg while ago—be
fore the war, ahnost; accurately, at the
very breaking out o( the war. Those
drives occurred the April assd May
when the first regiments were psst sis
the field. At first John Leonard, who
was ass Englishman, escaped tins war
fever. Let those brothers tight out
their own family quarrels. Mist gradu
ally the soul of the war clarions "passed
into his blood.” He must have a hand
in this himself. A man must belong
somewhere. So he coolly informed l>r.
Green one day that ho had enlisted; ho
was going to tight for his shoulder
straps. "As for my diploma, I’ll wait
awilc for that.”
The doctor told him be \va-- mad, and
urged him at least to wait a year. Hut
much reeked John: it is a waste of
words to answer a young man except
according to his folly. John was an ar
dent soldier hy this time, lie had come
to America to seek his fortune; perhaps
the way to it lay along the path of
glory.
When he came to hid Tilly good-by,
she burst out crying. That settled the
question as to their manner of farewell.
He took her in his arms and kissed her
repeatedly. This was decidedly wrong,
decidedly imprudent, although they
were only affectionate, brotherly kisses.
Miss Kosio came in as ho released her.
“Well, Matilda Green!” she cried, with
lan intimation that meant any thing
hut. well. But Tilly was too heart-bro
ken to extenuate her conduct. She left
i that to John, who s: id, good-naturedly,
| “You’ll give me a kiss too, won't you.
i Kosie? Remember, you may never see
me again.”
Ami he actually kissed her too. He
wanted to put it out of her power to
lease poor Tilly. She had been guilty
of the same impropriety herself.
Toor Tilly was wretched, wretched,
after he was gone. But she was
. buoyed up by hopes and visions. She
| had a bravo picture, too, of John which
he sent her when he was made a lieu
| tenant. Oh, how proud she was when
’ that came! She fell that she was lighting
I the battles of her country.
She never forgot that speech of John’s
i about improving her mind. She tried
I hard to find time to do so. Her favor
ite method was the composition of ict
i tors to John, which were never sent, in
i the course of which she would labor
ously hunt out in the dictionary nearly
all the words she wanted to use, to in
sure their correct spelling. She also
endeavored to find time to read such
light literature as was contained in the
weekly paper of the household. She
read the love stories, to be sure, with an
especial zest apart from their purpose
as educators. They struck a kindred
chord.
One day John Leonard received in
camp a copy of Ibis same paper—-the
Woodbridge New*. It contained a
marked paragraph. “Good gracious!”
bs said, reading it, ‘‘old Green’s dead.
How fearfully sudden!”
His particular chum, Lieutenant Phil
Ross, was standing by. '1 his gentleman
was a cormorant of lacts —a trait which
the thoughtless are apt to confound
with curiosity; hut 1 contend Unit there
is a dillerenco between inquisitiveness
and acquisitiveness. Mr. Koss stretch
ed out his hand for the paper.
“Old Green? Hum! ah, yes—Dr.
Green! By Jove! ‘Philbrick Green,
formerly of Greenbrier, New York.’ I
know the man. 1 hail from Greenbrier
myself. So ho has turned up again, has
he? ‘Woodbridge, Rockland county,
Pennsylvania.’ An excellent place to
be buried alive in. Been in Wood
bridge, eli? What ever took you there!"
"1 studied medicine in nr. Green’s
office. There was an excellent opening
for a country practice.”
“la?t me see; be had two daughters—
Rosie and Posie.”
“Three.”
“The third was only an adopted
daughter. She accounts for my interest
in him. Her mother was a distant
cousin of mine. Left a widow with
three children; utterly destitute. Sowed
for a living. The Green’s took a fancy
toher little Tilly, and offered to take
her off her hands. She agreed, rather
than let the child starve. The Greens
moved away shortly atlerward. The
last time I was in Greenbrier (I run up
there every summer to see my mother)
I found that my cousin bad married—
a very well-to-do man, too. Her other
children had died meanwhile, and she
bad set her heart on reclaiming Tilly,
Her husband bad made inquiries for
Dr. Green, but to no purpose. He had
made two or three moves since leaving
Greenbrier, and no one knew where be
had moved to last. My cousin was fret
ting.herself sick. I can’t say that I pitied
her as much as though she hail not
given up her child of her own free will,
to begin with. It always seemed an
unmotherly thing to me. And here I
have suddenly unearthed the girl."
“ Luckily enough for her,” John
opined. “Rosie and Posie will lead her
a life of it, 1 dare say. They’ll have it
all their own way now, and a very un
{Jeasant way it is, as I happen to
mow.”
“ Had old Green, as you call him,
any money?”
“Should say he had. I hope he has
left Tilly her share of it. She will get
nothing by favor from those two close
fisted old maids that does not come to
her bv right.”
“I’ll write to her mother this very
day.”
“ And I’ll write to Tilly,” John added.
He wrote to the mother loo; he seem
ed so anxious, as Phil said, to have his
finger in every comer of the pie. that
Phil waved his rights of previous ac
acquaintanceship, ami permitted his
friend to make the disclosures to Mrs.
Eaton, Phil contenting himself with in
closing a few lines to his cousin- in
dorsing John's moral character in
that young man’s own words.
Speedily came tho answer. Avery
incoherent, agitated, short little note
front Tilly, so badly penned and ex
pressed as to he almost illegible and un
intelligible. But John made out from
it that site was very unhappy, and
would hail anv change with joy. Mrs.
Eaton’s missive was blotted with tears.
She had evidently a talent for letter
writing, that is, for the writing of letters
considered as essays. This one invoked
blessings upon John’s head. It referred
to the writer’s past sorrow ful life. It
was a dirge.
"She always had that whining way
about her," Mr. K >ss eommentul,
after perusing it. "Ooddlts her miser
ies, you know.”
Not long afterward arrived the news
that Tilly had gone on to her mother in
Greenbrier. John breathed a sigh of
relief. He had learned that Hr, Green
had died intestate. It would have been
hard lines for Tilly, slaving all the rest
of her days for those hard task-mis
tresses, the “ wicked si tors,” The life
long bondage seemed inevitable to
John’s excited imagination.
So several months passed. Then
John applied for leave, on his doctor's
advice, who said he needed rest. He
had no mother or sisters to hasten to;
who would receive him with open
arms, and make each day he was at
home a holiday. He had distant rela
tions in England, mute m this country.
Ho would have gone to Woolbridgo, as
being the nearest approach to homo,
had Hr. Green and Tilly still been there.
Ho would like to see Tilly. She had
oriod when he had bidden her good-by.
He did not think that any one else had
shed tears for his sake since. I’oor
little Tilly! Pretty little Tilly 1 Ho had
a great notion to go to Greenbrier and
look her up. He wanted to find out
whether she would be glad to see hint.
He wont to Greenbrier. He found
the decent, tidy, little brick house where
the Eatons lived. He was shown into a
dark little parlor. The woman who ad
mitted him went up stairs to tell Miss
Tilly so noiselessly that John thought
she must he in her stocking-feet. And
when Tilly came down to him she ap
peared to have on list shoos. Every
thing about the house was mullled.
“ Mother has a dreadful headache,”
Tilly explained; ‘‘she sutlers terribly
with neuralgia."
It was impossible not to see that Tilly
was extremely agitated. The hand she
gave to John was like ice, and trembled
to his touch. He almost seated her,
still holding her hand, and she looking
up at him with the old wistful look in
her eves. John was touched. He al
ways hud liked Tilly. And, poor little
soul, how thin she was! Was it pos
sible that she had only exchanged one
kind of bondage for another?
She went out the front door with him
when he left, and he saw them in the
daylight how pale she had grown. The
little wild rose had lost her bloom. He
asked her to take a drive with him for
the sake of old times. ‘‘You look as
though you needed the fresh air.”
“Yes, 1 do not gel out often; mother
is so ailing.”
On the evening of his last day in
Greenbrier he made tip his mind that
he would ask her to marry him. He
had very little doubt of her answer, poor
foolish child; for his own part, he fan
cied ho was in love with her. At all
events, he ought to be in love with some
one by this time. Tilly was almost the
Only girl he had ever known well.
lint fate interfered with his intention.
Mrs. Eaton was so ill that Tilly could
not lie spared from her side for more
than live minutes. She ran down just
to say good-by. John resolved that he
would write instead. He told Tilly he
would write. “And take care of your
self,” he added. She Hid not try this
time. Persons who take an extreme
view of human maladies would perhaps
have said that she looked simply brok
en-hearted.
When John did write, it was a differ
ent sort of letter from the one he had
planned. On his return to camp he was
confronted by a crisis in his life. A
gay party from Washington came down
to dance and tlirt in the tented field in
lieu of the conventional hall room, Of
its number was Maud (tale, who if ex
perience goes fur any thing, should have
been an adept in both dancing and flirt
iug. A society girl par noelienrs, hut the
first of the type who had crossed John
Leonard’s path. Hhe had cultivated
fascination to the full extent of her pow
ers, and John fell an easy victim to her
practiced wiles. He was bewitched.
What if her hair were blondined, and
her skin were whitened amt reddened,
and her eyebrows darkened? John was
as innocent as a babe about these mat
ters. To him Maud was radiant in all
the fresh beauty of young womanhood,
Tilly? Hhe faded in his thought by con
trast into such a mere dull mile coun
try girl.
Still bewitched, he became engaged
to Maud. Hhe reasoned that she might
do worse. Hhe had weathered a good
many Washington campaigns now,
young as she looked. Htil bewitched,
he would have married her had n it fate
intervened. Had he done so, he would
infallibly have rudely awakened from
his golden dream; hut he would doubt
less have survived his delusion, just as
other men and women have done before
him. He might have found comfort in
the reflection that lie was no more
wretched than other men who like him
had married—for love.
He was still madly infatuated, how
ever, when his regiment was ordered
into liable—a battle which ended in
victory for bis side, but which left him
in a condition hovering between life and
death. He was desperately w'ounded;
and—poor fellow:—wnen they first told
him that the amputation of his right
arm was unavoidable, it teemed to him
that he would rather die outright. A
cripple! maimed! He thought of Maud
and her strong, bright beauty, with a
sickening sensation of unfitness.
He lay at death’s door for weeks.
Part of the time he was too ill to recog
nize any one. Only the tendereel nurs
ing, the most assiduous care, saved him.
And when he finally opened his eyes to
! consciousness, noon w hat assiduous and
1 tender nurse do you supp. se they
rested?
It was incredible. I’pon whom but
j gentle, care-worn, gazelle-eyed little
filly! “How on earth-began John,
then dropped otTto sleep again.
It had been almost a year now since
he had seen this dewy woodland rose.
Ho had only written her one letter
meanwhile, but that letter had been
her heart’s sustenance ever since. She
had laid it away among certain other
memories of hers -memories which re
tained their sweetness, like withered
j springs of lavender. As the months
sped by she made up her mind that
| she would never see John again that
,he had forgotten her. This was her
: presentiment. Hut she did not blame
i John because he had not proved all
I that sue had once hoped ho would; that
■ had been her mistake, but a mistake
| which had been also her one joy and
romance. She called him her good
angel. In the dear Hebrew phrase, he
had conic to her as in truth every
good Fiend eotuVs to us as an angel of
God.
During this weary while her mother
died. Fitly found herself without a tie
in life. She might come and go as she
pleased. There was a distinct desire in
tier loving heart to do the one work for
an unemployed woman just then. Hut
it was some lit*lo time before she
gathered courage io carry out her wish
to become a hospital nurse. The
alarming lirst step once taken, she went
on easily enough. And she found an
immense pleasure m thus being of use
as she proved and of comfort to
many sull'cring souls.
The providence which directs small
matters as well as great, appointed her
duties in a certain ward in a hospital,
where she came upon John Leonard’s
white face one day, as he lay stretched
on his cot of piJu, and die realised,
with a sudden tumultuous rush of feel
ing, that it was for Her, humanly speak
ing, to tend him back to life. She fell
as though this satisfaction more than
compensated for all that sin l had suf
fered -loneliness, neglect, disappoint
ment in the past.
There was little romance About Maud ,
Hale. She made some excuse for '
breaking her engagement as soon as i
she learned of John's misfortune. She
hail little faith in a one-armed man’s |
being able to light the battles of life
successfully. And success meant to her
more than ailed ion; one might fall in
love many times over.
John fortunately found that the cure
for ins disappointment lay in tin nature
of the disappointment itself. “So
weak a thing! so weak a thing!"
So we come to the end, Tilly, com
tinned her round of blessed duties, was
greatly surprised when John told her,
not many months after that, that she
was the one need of his life. She had
buckled down to work. When love
came to her suddenly, its voice was as
a voice in a dream. Rut she believed
it—oh, how gladly! It is so easy for
youth to be happy, to forget!
Miss (late might have married a dis
tinguished man, after all. Dr. Leonard
graduated in his profession immediately
before his marriage to Tilly, and his
name by this lime is one that is well
known among physicians.
My impression is that no notilic alien
of the wedding was sent to Miss .Rosie
and Miss I’osie. Mr. I’hilip Ross was
notified, however. He signified his
cordial interest and approval. He felt,
moreover, as though he had had a share
himself in making the match. Rut
then 1 have noticed that that is always
the way liie unimportant important
character fuels in all the novels and
r \s.
About Tigers.
Tigers can lay themselves mo lint un
the ground, and lie so perfectly motion
less, that it is often a Very cany thing to
overlook them. On one ocanion, when
the I’urneah hunt wore out, a tigress
that laid been ahot got under Home
cover that was trampled down by a lino
of about twenty elephants. The sports
men knew that Hhe had been severely
wounded, as they could toll by the
gouta of blood, hut there was no sign of
the body. Him had disanpeared. After
a long search, beating the Hams ground
over and over again, an elephant trod
on the dead body lying under the
trampled canes, and the mohout got
down and discovered her lying quite
dead. Him was a large animal and full
grown. On anottier occasion Ueorgc
was after a tine male tiger. He was
following up fast, hot coming to a
broad nullah, full of water, he suddenly
lost sight of his game. He looked up
amt down the hank and on the oppo
site hank, but could see no traces ol the
tiger, istoking down, he saw in the
water what he first took to lie a large
bull-frog. There was not a ripple on
the surface of the poo), lie marveled
much, and just then his mahout
pointed to the supfiosui hull-frog and in
an excited whisper implored (loorgeto
fire. A keen look convinced (ieorge
that it really was the tiger. It was
totally immersed, all hut the face, and
lying so still that not the faintest mo
tion or ripple was perceptible. He fired
and inflicted a terrible wound. The
tiger bounded madly forward, and
George gave it its quietus through the
spine. A nearly similar ease occurred
to old Mr. C. A tiger bolted lowaids a
small tank or pond, and, though the
line followed up in hot pursuit, the
brute disappeared. Old C., Keener than
the others, was loth to give up the pur
suit, sod presently discovered a yellow
ish reflection in the clear water. Peer
ing more intently, he could discover
the yellowish tawny outline of the cun
ning animal, totally immersed in the
water, save its eyes, ears and nose. He
shot the tiger dead, and it sank to the
bottom like a stone. Ho perfectly had
it concealed itself that the other sports
men could not for the life of them im
agine what old C. had fired at, till his
mahout got down and bagan to haul
the dead animal out of the water.—
S/K/rt and Work on (As Nepavl Frontier,
Maori.
Tint Yellowstone valley is one of the
most fertile tracts on this continent, and
since the extension of the northern
Pacific road across the Missouri, is rap
idly filling up with settlers.
Humor.
An Amsterdam newspaper speaks of
a man who was fatally injured while
attempting to commit suicide.
How are of dried apples; they live not
wisely hut to swell.- I'hikide'phiii ('Area
"Madam,” said a uamp on Cottage
Hill, "would you give me an old pair of
pants, for l.m starvin’ to death,”- -.Yer
ri*tvwn UnwU.
Mamma: Well, Freddy, what hymn
did you have at church tins morning?
Miss Kussell (prompting); Hun of my
Soul. Freddy (promptly!: Sun of Miss
Russell's soul. /■(in.
How this world does progress, to he
sure. V quarter ot a century ago such
a thing as a "shoo artist,” or a “profes
sor of the Unisonal art,” was unknown.
We hud to worry along with shoemak
ers and Fat hers, .Yon if/oirn Hmild.
You prohahiy have noticed that a t’y
never expresses a positive opinion of
any subject: he shindy specks so.
(lhagram furnished on application.) ,
(moot Hit/; K’Ujidnr.
Wliat is more deserving of our sytu
pa thy than a young man with fifteen j
cents in his pocket, a girl on each arm, |
and seven ice-cream signs in sight ? \
Middbiown
A Texas chap shot live men and no
attention was paid to it, ljut one day he
stole a mule, and in lass than an hour
the infuriated citizens hanged him,
Od (V/y IVrrick.
fit-for*tat Mamma (to Hamilton,
who has been put in 'lie corner heoanse
he would not say "please” “You may
come out now, Hamilton!” Hamil
ton “Not til! you say ‘please,’
mother!" Lmion I'unch.
A “Hardly Ever" temperance society
has been formed down east. When a
mem her is asked if ho drinks he says,
“hardly evoi, hut it I do, it is about
this time of day." hjrcfnvijit,
A sewing-machine agent, who was
very ill, being told that ho must prepare
to pay the debt of nature, wauled to
know il it couldn't he paid on the
monthly installment plan, ('iurinmi/i
Soturdtu/ Miihl.
A subscriber wrote to i journal to
make some inquiries about the next
world's fair, whereupon the wicked edi
tor replied that he was under the im
pression that the next world wouldn't
liave any fair.
\ man was taking aim at a hawk that
was perched on a tree near his chicken
coop, when his little daughter exclaim
ed, “Don’t take aim, pa; let it go oil'
by accident!" "Why so','" asked her
lather. "Oauso every gun that goes oil
by accident always hits somebody!"
“A hi 111 yuiiHfcr i'hmlon, in u noun, \vi
•How;
Hill it'll int'. my tloiir, I* it ihoimm m FnminotiY"
liovrh Mil tv Muhliiml •ml uxtlHluiml, •\VIt v, I vow,
1 think tliitt a ki"H in both (iropi'i mid com*
mon. M
The follow ing testimonial of a certain
patent m< dioine,speaks for itself: "Dear
Sir: Two months ago my wife could
scarcely speak. She has taken two bot
tles of your 'Life Uenewer,’ and now
she can’t sneak at alt. Please send me
two more bottles. I wouldn’t he with
out. it."- A'em's/oiea II mi Id
“Professor,” said the sneeky soph, "is
there any danger of disturbing the mag
netic currents if I examiifhthal compass
too closely?" And the stern professor,
loving his little joke, prompt ly respond
ed: ‘ No, sir; brass has no ell'eet what
ever upon them;*' thereby scoring three
against the unsuspecting man ol cribs.
Avia (.hlumhuma,
A rather llashy dressed young Indy
m company with her mother was com
ing out of church, and while walking
down the massive stone steps the old
lady slipped and went headlong to the
sidewalk. The daughter, horror-strick
en, hid her face in a handkerchief,
and instead ot helping her mother up,
blurted out, "Oh, mother; such an idea!
How o,mid von fall here? You’re per
fectly awful.' I’m sorry I came out
with you?”- New York Kxprrm.
Mr. I’. T. Itanium relates that on one
occasion, when I’lneho Cary was at liis
museum looking about at the curiosi
ties, he preceded her on the stairs, and
had passed down Iwo steps. She, intent
ly waehing a big anaconda in a ease at
the lop of the stairs, walked on and fell.
He was just in time to catch her in his
arms and save her from a dangerous
fall. "J am more lucky than the first
woman was who fell through the influ
ence of the serpent," remarked Miss
Cary,'ns ahe recovered herself.
Seventeen Tlkmisuiiil Hexes,
The Ismdon correspondent of a Liv
vei pool paper says; ‘‘The labors of the
tpiccn are more onerous than those
who look upon royalty as a round of
pleasure may believe. For example,
it may not he generally known that
during tha six months prior to the de
parture of her Majesty for Itavono,
about boxes, containing disp
palcbes from the various <h partmenls
of stale, were forwarded to the (jueon
at Balmoral, Windsor, ole,, for he* Maj
esty’s perusal, consideration, signature,
etc. This statement I received from
one in a position to know its truth.
During the last twelve months the num
ber of telegrams (lowing into the for
eign office, day and night, from all parts
of Europe, have been unprecedented,
probably, in any previous administra
tion. The India Office, the war office,
and the colonial office have each con
tributed enormously to the dispatches
received by the tjueen, many hundreds
requiring her sign manual. The duty,
moreover, is not affected by alienee,
as, for example, at Haveno, the post
brings daily a heavy bag hi the chateau,
while the telegraph supplies work for
the interval.”
Hlseralilrnm.
The most wonderful and marvelous
success, in cases where persons are si< k
or pining away from a condition of inis*
erablcness, that no one knows what ails
(hern, (profitable patients for doctors,)
Is obtained by the use of Hop Hillers.
They begin to cure from the first dose
and keep it up until perfect health and
strength is restored. Whoever is afflict*
edin thus way need not suffer, when they
can get Hop Hitters. Bee ‘‘Truths” and
‘■Proverbs” in another column.
Ax Italian firm has ordered a supply
of 100,U00 tons of coal from the United
Htates.
Scan Mag in England.
The Isondon Truth says that a divorce
suit is impending which will create a
prvidigious scandal in British high life.
The injured husband is a Peer, not yet
80 year* of ago: the respondent is sev
eral years younger, and the daughter
ot a wealthy commoner of old family;
and the correspondent is a groom—a
voting fellow of -1. Kveryatlomnt has
been made by the lady's family to hush
the matter up. tail without success, the
husband declaring that he will not re
main mat hie to marry for the rest of his
days. The most curious part Af the
story is that the now disunited couple
have not been man and wife more than
two years.
The Meanest Man in the World.
or nil Hip m*n characters thsl have row* nn
dcr or ohscrvsitnn. the meanest ,>r ail U the dys
cynic, lo whom grumbling has become
second luilnrc, The weather Is always 100 hot or
too ilr'. Iho most Is too rare or 100 thoroughly
cook oil, 100 Cat or too loan in short, ho grumbles
shout every tiling n.'iu Ms ootfee lo Congress,
tlo is always In want of something he Ins not,
slid lor*vor discontented with "Imlcrer helms.
Contrariness Is his illtllllgillslilHg trait. U his
w iIV desires to spend the evonlttif with a(tlend
he insist* upon staving st homo, tlo warns sll
his bachelor IVlrUils lit hswar* of man limner. Ills
brain la so tall ol whims sin! crotchets. there is
little room foi te non oi souse Hut the dyspcnllo
c.tlllc tenches the some of dlsagreeshlencss when
diseased In! r has supplemented Iho grumbling
hv hi I'ivhoiulliH. then the sllshis'-i nnl'losssllt
i livumsisncels inaguUlcil Into something inouien
ions suit torrlhle. The victim becomes distrust
ful of his In st friend*, Hint s i soil* of Imniilssry
evils hsnnl the weskouoil brain This )ilomr Is
mu overdrawn, ss Until sands ol homes ran sliest
homos in which domestic hsntnncss smt har
mony have been wrecked In malum; more thsu
dyspeptic inl cluvnlc disease of the liver,
tilvcu s sound slomsch and a lieallhfnl liver and
Iho u'snlts will almost tnwilahly he health and a
chcerflil temper Hr. Pierce's tlolden Medical
lU.scoverv ami I’lcasanl Purgative Pellets are un
failing icniedles for sll chronic dlsossosof Iho
slomsch and liver, Urngglala mark thorn as the
most popular domestic rsmsdtsa on their list.
Mason A Hamun Oahinet Organa are
certainly the heat of this class of instru
ments in the world, and at the pl iers at
which they are sold, which are only a
little higher than those of very poor
"igniiH, they are also cheapest.
The musical click of the croquet halls
and the client mate swe-u- word of the
vintage pastor are simultant'ons ripples
on the smooth current of this wicket,
wicket world. A’cir /hunt l\r,/i'ttrr,
TitK tone of the Mendelssohn Upright
Piano is of groat depth and power, r*>-
Hemhling that of a grand piano, while
the touch is perfection itself,— HuiUny
fen (I'/.) CVipjxr, Feb, 17, 1870.
Pft Tn T' OLOKST and BIST
1111 I 1) lliiolnoiii (ult.-ur 1 'alalnmi.i flee.
Amin s* C lIAVI.IKS, |)|||l|K|ll(>, ill.
Awninns
fill I 111 llJOtVaier proof Rovers
Nltftt*. Whitlow Hhiltli'*. i’tO. Mr HU AY A lIA K Hit,
HHxVIUM. I’HIIhI •!., ('lllnigii, N*M.( fnr Ifliixh >ifnl JT.tuf.
rupw Akf*H r
ACT U Ai A nr*' I'*' 1 '*' * U *• WorM TriAlfMltfAlM
Ao I M IV! A T l’eri..-41'o . 1H Vtb 111 I'htTsi nj
HDIIIM Hnlilt niitl MklitnUmMsii Thoiit*
IJI 111 KVliiiiiln i* U'o ho not
to i up.Mi.K I' Mm itl tjtilut') ,MJch.
VOUNC
" month llnmll Hlnry \vh(lt'h'iirnln{. hlhidtloii ‘*r
uUhi.i *,iiittHfin UVUMiilii*.Mnnmf'r..iiini'svtno.w * •
IK VOIt NoifotiA hnlillUY, or }f!
11 ‘l'd ill IUsrOAO.SIMHI fol’ UlOsilHIIHl ImIOI.W lilt'll t t'l 'l
•u nii.mt ttiom.#Hoiil hivtlihl (or i*o fc' umpi V
rtrcAA hr. IUNIiAHXUt, II fcUtlUon*U Mlll'KMO, 111
Mothoi-8 nml Nnrn’B! Honrl fir pmnphht on IhiluoV
I 00.1, ulvlnu von iMliltt'Ms hi full, to WOhl.Hlrll
A c’O.,Kolo Manufm'luror* for Amnion.
Hjtri'i it t|i n1 i A Si|ll itre
IHIOB, nml ohi'iiy* ti'hoWi*.
I.ovoi Hut I* r - Workor
lllil.lt', IU'HI lIIAtnUI lIMI .I,
nml I'Vri) Oilniti miti Mm
lii - Worker tiwmitOort ox
to lly U 8 i<'pri'Nnh'.l. Omi
i hum ut w ltoh’Hulo wliont
w ' hui.' no Hem!
poKhi) for rlrniliir.
lUTIH, Fort Alklnson.WM
(Hjn AMIIItK’AN WATCH!
I f \ Over I 7,0110 now In ihms I I .lowrls,
I I’hroHoiurlt r hiilmiri', mhUlh'tl, rolu
B||v n - I'(inn. t'oiupl. io wnit’ll htlulin 0
ok, A wuh’h iifumUy mild for IJIO. Wo ilmi ulmcl
ufi.l pny nil KApri'BB ohurgoii. (Mh oxamlno wMoh
hoforr pill lUK Hi’iul for pmilphll'U IMM.Ir-N
-111.; NT \V ATl'll lU. KrcOnnlw, N. V
I WANT A LIVE AGENT
JfJMimiWW.R.tBBSt .
will *i nil an mil 111, ivllh pamphletsln advertise, by
innll in.*l |uilil. Tills 1 a K'"" 1 npporttlbllv In
nui-nln l ml.I s.iiii.dlilnK I<> (liidr IncoHin Without
ilftkliiu .i ni. Writ* for particulars l
W. H, COMSTOCK,
Morristown, st, l.awrcucn no., New York.
MASON A HAMLIN CABINET ORGANS
/aoimulr.i(*.l Inti by lllltllltsT MCNUItS A T * LA
w-uii.n s sxi osiriuNs marwfct.vK TKaaa,
>l, l I‘•rlt, IM.J, Vlanua, HO, Kaoilaeo, IS!*, J’hll
adsH.bla, Ih,(|j iTiiU. lln. ft ll> l Ilrml Swedish Hold
Mfttlftl, .*7II tlnly atom (can means star swardw£
nlsl.sst honors at any •ml. Hold for rash urlustall
taenia lllujlr.il.f t'dfuloffu*, ftnd (Hrmilftrt will.
ft,w it, in *mi prloM. Miiljrftft Mftft.m a UftMLM
Qo. Hufttop, aw OUlftftftft.
/ PlAUnfis hum ..
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ft*Nm M*tl.iifth> i. k ft.nl* ini *i|..r.'M dm-ftt up
i*l.t* Is Aiu*rl*ii—lJl,.Ml In u* IManoft
"•.iVtft*. fti.ui on lr)l—l'ftiftiiwi.ii ir..*, Muslim^.
U- sons )'uo Cos., 21 K UUI Hifinl. N. V.
WAMTKiiJ- w ni rftliftblft, wi.miiiftimn
thmliiK ftK p Ut l ox'll county not Ukti, u> Ink*
til* •lllftulO.lt itllCl Of tCHft. . ..flci'ft ftiut bftklng
powder. Our tnudi r ftll of lb* Ix'ftt qiiftllty, ftua
Wftrmulwl toTv*ftUf.aioD, Our prf.'* r* low
•nouiib to RUftiftiilnfttlift g*ni ft Urifft, li*rmnul
n l Buiulftiilljr Increftnlni Inula. Such l*ruu will
b* mad* timt ftßonia wi.o can raU* only ■ imall
amount of toady tub will ba rnubiod to liandlft alb
lb* goods thny ran •■■II, and oxcluitT* territory win
b Hivon. Kurfurlbnr |>artlculariaddrtHl'a<ipla'*
Tea Com pan/, box jam Ut. Luulq Mu.
and .-*(■ .a."*, or He*** a larftt* cu...inlftel.d., ioa.-ll our
.■* I wiiii.l. r fill ln**Mtl.il. b *ir ohal wan*,
taujpl, r.... add(*Sß*ne*e9., Mata hall, Midi.
TRUTHS.
3 lloi> Itlilerr me (lie I'ureet end lleet
■lllleie ever mmln.
J Tlh-v nr* ciirnjimindfd from llop, liurlie,
I Kiiiiilinkf ami liandi Hon. (be oldert. beet,
I ii tnon valuable nii illiiiieit In Urn win Id and
I rmiuln nil Hi* hurl end Biorl curative piop-
H m i l. ill ml hi her llliterr, belli* tbo lirealurt
I /;/</ /'.r(lfrr. /.lire Hnjutalor, and l.lf
| mid Hi nil ii UenturliiK A*tH on eailb. No
I dlreate ur 111 health ean poaalbly lon* mint
I where these Illume me m>ed, eo veiled end
I perfect err lliolr operntlune.
I They (five ew life mid vlimr to (he *ed
I end Infirm. To ell wtioeerniploymenUcauae
I Irieuolanty of the bowela nr urinary organ*,
nr Who leijutre en Appetizer,Tome end mild
Him ills m, there llltiere nr* Invaluable, bo-
Imr liipphl curative, tonic end ell ululating,
without l/iluxlcallnij.
No mallei what your feeling* or aymptoms
err, what Ihe dleeer* or ellmeul le. uru Hop
llltiere iKjii't wall mini you ere rich, hut (f
you only feel bed or inlacrable. • lb Biller*
at one*. Il may rave your life II iindred* have
been • lived hjr enduing. J r will
he paid for e care Ihey rrimol > tire or help.
Ho mil eiilTer jourrelf or lei your (fiends inf
ter,hut tine ami uige them to lire Hop llltlert.
Heineinher, Hop II Iter* la no tile, drugged,
drunken noalrura, but the iiiirert end Host
Medicine ever mede; the Tncatld i frltni
and llot.r" end no perron or family rhouM
be wllhou; them. Try th* UiUtn to day.
Try Hop Cough Cure and Pain Relief.
! Kor trie by ell dragglrU.
WsCOHSIWu BUSKERS' UNYoT
Madison, Wil,