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THE GRENADA GAZETTE.
l.AIID a PAYNE, Editors and Managers. XII S3. GttF.N ADA. "WANTED-A SITUATION." It Is really most distressing That, although my needs not make the money that inferior ( pressing, That I fellows Nor Ond an occupation In this Philistinish nation, Congenial to a college-bred and cultivated My talents—they are many— Do nol brinfr me i penny, While the unenlightened vulgar go on heaping up their gains: do so much they But all "situations vacant" Are reserved, as I discover, for the men ®f va •t, T •ant brums. T was noted when at college For u very special knowledge Of history, antiquities and numismatic lore— But in Coinage early dated, My interest has abated; interest on * more. modern coins would bene So tn In the "ologies" and "isms,'' In all theologic schisms, In the speculative systems of both old and mod ern thought, I am versed. I may say, deeply, But my "views" I'd part with cheaply, uncertain the market where that lefnd of thing is bought. n trying legal practice. But the melancholy fact is That, although I passed with honors when I took my law degree. Anil did credit to my tutors, I do not suit the suitors. And ray knowledge of fee-simple does not bring a simple fee. Could I The thought I sometimes harbor, That to be a chatty barber. Conductor on n To got a pi: driver of a vi as waiter, itor— Are about the only chances for a cultivated man. Or —Ar/h'tr IV. Gundnj , in Lift. , A TIMELY SEPARATION Made by Aunt Comfort In Behalf of Her Niece. How Ben Paddock, a handsome, bronze-faced young fellow, "A sailor by calling," as he said, ever found his way to the little inland town where he met Hetty Witherill, is a mystery. He did meet her, however, and fell in love with her, much to the discomfiture of Aunt Comfui t Pike, the maternal rela tive who had "riz Hetty up," so she averred, "lo hev nothin' to say to men-critturs," and to live a respectable single life, like herself. Miss Comfort's name was something of a misnomer, as she had never been much of a comfort to herself or any body else. She might, indeed, have been more appropriately christened "wet blanket," from the generally dis mal and depressing effect she exerted upon every one with whom site came in contact. Nevertheless, Miss Comfort had her good qualities, only they were so securely hidden away under her un compromising manners and exterior that few had the penetration to dis cover them. Her n ieee, Hetty, was a pretty buxom girl, with plenty of light, brown, wavy hair, eyes as blue a» flax-flowers, and cheeks as red as the clover-bobs blush ing in the long meadow mulct* the bright June sunshine. Not a few of tho young farmers in and around Edgemcad township had succumbed to Hetty's many attrac tions, but Miss Comfort had invari ably frowned on their attentions, and ruthlessly nipped tneir young affec tions in the bud. Hetty only laughed at her aunt's frequent declarations that she, Hetty, .was destinod to re main a spinster, like herself. "I never saw a man yet I cared two straws for," she would answer, light ly. "When I do—" but sho would never finish the sentence. But at last, when Hetty was twenty three years of age, and prettier than sin- had ever been before, along came Sailor Bun, and fell over head and ears in love with her. Whether Aunt Comfort had grown over-confident from long-continued success, or whether slits knowingly risked all danger for tho sake of tho profit, not being averse to "turn an honest pen ny" when she could. Is a doubtful question. At all events, when Ben Paddock came boldly to the little, un pointed cottage, with its background of straggling orchard-trees, and its little door-yard overgrown with'cinna mon roses, Dutch pinks, and tufts of "sparrow-grass," and offered himself as a boarder fur the summer months, Aunt Comfort unhesitatingly accepted tho offer. "Throe dollars a week was," as she said to Neighbor Chcesehro, "not to be sneezed at" And so the handsome, curly-haired young sailor was installed in the "spare room," a bare little chamber under the sloping caves, furnished simply enough, with a square high posted bedstead, and an old-fnshjoned "wash-hand stand" and chest of drawers, which, if they had not "como over In tho Mayflower," might have done so at least, judging from their ancient and venerable appearanc. A atiff-backed wooden chair, a pair of tall brass candlesticks, and a green plaster parrot, by way of ornament, completed the appointments of tho room. Ben seemed very well pleased, how ever; paid his three dollars a week cheerfully and promptly, and really seemed to gain a sort of foot hold in the ouskirts of Miss Comfort's stony heart. The chronic frown over her formidable nose had once or twice relaxed quite perceptibly at some of the rolicking stories of the adventures related by the young sailor, and there is no telling to what length sho might have thawed, in time, had she not, in an unlucky moment, detccled the insidious Ben in the verv act of making love to pretty Hetty. " To a disinterested observer tho pict ure would have been a charming one; Hetty, seated on the vine-hung porch, her fair head drooping and her face dyed with blushes, while tho young man loaned over her, his frank, manly countenance lighted with love and hope. Tho sun, from the far horizon, sent slanting shafts of crimson through the diamond-shaped lattice-work of the porch, as if in benediction on the happy lovers, while the tall forest trees by the roadside cast long, level shadows over the door-yard, their interlaced branches forming a checker-work of lights and shallows on the grassy sward. Were they typical of the lights and shadows to come in the future lives of those two? Perhaps so; but a more direful shadow, for the present, fell over the happy lovers, as Miss Com fort's tall form loomed threateningly over them. Hetty was banished ignominiously to the unromantic precincts of the sum mer kitchen, where, she giggled and cried alternately as visions of her lover and her aunt chased themselves before her bewildered fancy. Sailor Ben, looking like a criminal, after a short but incisive lecture from the injured Miss Comfort meekly sought his forfeited chamber, whore he packed his few belongings into the shining new valise, purchased a month or two before, and, obedient to his landlady's mandates, "took himself off" without oven a farewell word to his betrothed; for such Hetty was. In the brief, bright moments preceding the avenger's sudden nppearance on the scene, Ben had asked, and Hetty had answered, the one question on which their future lives were to hinge. Notwithstanding Miss Comfort's mo mentary triumph, fortune, or fate, or whatever it was, proved to much for her; for, one bright golden summer morning, when the sun had just peeped smilingly over the adjacent hill-tops, and the Dutch pinks in the little door yard were looking fresh and bright aft er their bath of morning dew, Miss Comfort suddenly awoke to the fact that her niece's bed had not been occupied during the night; also, that Hetty herself was missing, together with her "Sunday frock" and "cart-wheel" hat; and the horrible suspicion which flashed over her was further confirmed by a scraw ly little note, pinned to the scarlet, tomato-shaped pin-cushion on tho wall, and informing Hetty's "deer ant" that her niece had gone away to be married to Ben Paddock, and "hopping her deer ant would forgivo her affexionute niece, Hetty Withorell." The shock was a severe one, but Miss Comfort bore it as stoically as a sphinx.* "She'U live to run this night's work, as shore as my name's Comfort Pike," she informed herself solemnly. Then tying a red cotton handkerchiof over her head sho set forth, pail in hand, to attend to Hetty's work of milking the cows, which were lowing distractedly at the pasture bars. Evi dently they were not accustomed to be kept waiting to such an untimely hour, and wero impatient to be trampling the long pasture-grass and nipping tho crisp daisies ami tender thistlo-stalks ere the dew was dried. Miss Comfort proceeded to her un wonted task with the air of a martyr going to the stako, and soon hor six quart milk pail was frothing with the snowy fluid, the bars were let down and put up again, and, after methodic ally straining away the milk in the cool spring-house. Miss Comfort con descended to prepare her own morning repast, wilh oidy a shade more of of gloom Ilian was usual in her man ner. Six days later Hetty catne hack. Sho was Mrs. Paddock now, she in formed her aunt, radiantly. Hur hus band was at her side, looking moro smiling and jolly Ilian ever. But Miss Comfort refused to speak a word to tho disobedient couple, and ruthlessly shut tho door in their faces; and so Sailor Ben took his little wife to the village hotel for a few days, after which lie Installed her in a pretty, snug, little collage purchased with his own savings. Quite a pretentious little cottage it was, too, with a gothic root and eun ning little porches jutting out here and there; with tiny bedrooms just where you would least think of looking for bedrooms; with a parlor, a sitting room, and a library; and lank but far from least, with a comfortable dining a big, roomy kitchen, and a wonderful pantry, almost large enough to cook and cat in. The grounds, too, were ample, and tastefully laid out, with a pretty shrubberfed lawn in front, a noat kitchen-garden at the back, with rows of red Dutch currants, scarlet and and a trcllised with Catawba and room black-cap raspberries, arbor overrun Martha Washington grapes, besides a huge bed of Captain Jack strawber ries. lieu furnished the cottage comfort ably and conveniently, and the young pie went to housekeeping as happy as two turtle-doves. Hetty shed a few tears, to he sure, over her auut's im placable enmity, but nothing more serious occurred to mar the quiet hap piness of the married level's, until, when over a year had passed away, and when little, Ben was nearly two month's old, a sudden blow fell. The "Saucy Polly," of which Ben had been first mate, had been newly repaired and pronounced seaworthy, and was now about to sail on a long voyage to the coast of Spain, and Ben was ordered to report on board forth with. Hetty nearly eried her eyes out over the parting, and her sailor hus band had hard work to keep his own eyes dry. When lie was fairly off and away, however, Miss Comfort so far relented as to pay her niece a visit, ostensibly to condole with her, hut reftlly for the sake of getting a glimpse of the wonderful baby. He was a plump, rolicking boy, with his mother's own eyes, and fair, silky, brown hair, aim Miss Comfurt "took to him" greatly. She even trotted him furtive ly on her knee, and sometimes, when Hetty was out of car-shot, she so far relaxed from her normal grimness as lo sing "Baby Bunting" and "On the Tree-top," for her grand-nephew's edification. And so three years rolled away; Sailor Ben coming home at distant in tervals, long enough to hug his wifo and hoy, or to enjoy the comforts of a homo for a few days, and then he was oft' again. But along in the fourth year came another severe blow to poor Hetty. The "Saucy Polly" had sprung a leak and gone to the bottom in Bris tol bay. Every soul on board had perished. The terrible news threw Hetty Into a brain fever, from which only Aunt Comfort's tireless nursing saved her. Pale and sad she went about in her widow's weeds, when new misfort unes assailed tier. One day a super cilious-looking stranger arrived at the cottage, in Miss Comfort's absence, and announced himself as Caryl Syl vester, the cousin, and nearest living relative, of Ben Paddock. He de manded proofs of Hetty's marriage, in def ault of which he claimed possession of the cottage, with all it contained; for Hetty had no proofs to give. She had forgotten the very town in which she had been married, and even the name of the minister who had per formed the ceremony. The marriage certificate hail been mislaid orTost, and so poor Hetty was robbed of her little home, as well as her good name. Taking her child by the hand, she walked to her aunt's cottage, and fainted in Miss Comfort's arms. Sho knew that sho had liccn a wife, ns legally wedded as the law could make her, but she could not prove it Miss Comfort believed in her; but the neighbors did not scruple to ex press their doubts. Forgetting how often they had been entertained at the cozy little cottage during the past few years, they were ready to point the finger of scorn at her, and to declare that "they had alius thought Hetty Witherill wa'ut no better'n she should be." Neighbor Cheesoboro and one or two other friends boldly espoused Hetty's cause, and denounced Caryl Sylvester as a wolf in sheep's clothing, an impos ter and a "vilyun." But the majority of the neighbors, who had been envious of Hetty's former prosperity, now re joiced In hor downfall and triumphed over her adversity. Hetty bore patlenty the many slights to which she was subjected. For her self, confident in her own innocence, sho felt she eould endure any tiling, but to have her darling child Blighted aud despised almost broke her heart. Miss Comfort, who had come nobly to her niece's assistance, seemed really like another person, so kind and pa tient and tender had she grown; and as for young Ben, she fairly Idolized him, and made herself a slave to his slightest whitn. She blamod herself uncompromisingly for the position in which Hetty was placed. "If I'd uv let 'em be married peaceo ble-ltke at home here they wouldn't hev been driv to run away," she re flected; "an' then they wouldn't hev been no misdoubt! about 'em being married. Yes, 'twas all my doin's, a-gettin' her into such a scrape; but Pll get her out of it gain, see If I don't, as sure as my name's Comfort Pike," As a preliminary step to whet the had undertaken, Miss Comfort pro ceeded to mortgage her little home for coil three hundred dollars, all she could possibly obtain for it Her next move was to make a visit to "the city," a distance of forty miles. Quite a for midable journey it seemed to Miss Comfort, but she was not one to flinch from what sho considered a duty, and the journey was made. Hetty wondered vaguely as to what the business was which could take her aunt so far from home, but her heart was too sore to admit of much curiosity, and Miss Comfort, always close mouthed, kept her own counsel. Mr. Caryl Sylvester had duly proved his claim to the little cottage, and was now ready to take possession. He had already made some additions to the house, such as building a conservatory on the south side, throwing out a bay window in front, and adding two more rooms by way of an "ell." The grounds had also been embellished with various ornamental shrubs and trees, and Mr. Sylvester, with his wife and servants, arrived one morning to enter upon their new possessions. ''If you please, sir," said John, the gardener, who had been in charge of the premises, "there's two gentlemen and two ladies in the parlor a-waiting to see you." Mr. Sylvester frowned. "Some of the boorish country neighbors, I sup pose," he grumbled. "But I'll soon get rid of them." And leaving his haughty wife still seated in the car riage, he hastened up the shell-border ed walk to the house. He was considerably surprised, on entering the room, to sec Hetty and her aunt, with two gontlemon who were strangers to him. Bowing slight ly to Hetty, with a disagreeable snide, lie inquired, coolly: "To what am I indebted for the honor of this visit. Miss Witherill?" But Hetty, with a new-found dignity, returned, coolly: "Mv name is not Witherill, sir; lam Mrs. Paddock, as I am prepared to prove. " "Indeed!" Mr. Sylvester elevated his eyebrows incredulously. "Youcan furnish the missing certificate then, 1 presume?" he inquired with a sneer. "I can," returned Hetty, proudly, "and I can do more. This," indicat ing the dignified, elderly gentleman who was seated on her right, "is Rev. Mr. Goodale, who performed the cere mony, as he is prepared to convince you. And this," motioning to tho other gentleman, a shrewd-looking personage, with a logal air, "is my lawyer, Mr. Trivet. Mr. Goodale has brought a copy of tho certificate, and can produce the witnesses to the mnr riago, if necessary." Mr. Sylvester's sneering manner vanished,v«nd he looked crestfallen and chagrined. "At least, I can recover the two thousand dollars I have spent in im proving the place," he began, when Lawyor Trivet cut him short. "You can not recover one cent," he asserted, firmly. "Mrs. Paddock did not authorize the 'improvements,' as you call them, and the less you say about them the belter it will be for yourself." Mortified and humiliatud, Mr. Caryl Sylvester had no resource but to take a hasty departure. And so Hetty was vindicated; Miss Comfort had been as good as her wore. With the three hundred dollars ob tained by mortgaging her home, she had sought out Lawyer Trivet, and en listed his services on her niece's lie half. The lawyer's success in the caso he had undertaken has already been given. With a thankful heart, Hetty more took possession of her recovered home. Aunt Comfort, though she could not not be porsuaded to make her home with her niece, was a fre quent and welcome visitor. Sho one day, her countenance beaming with mysterious importance. "Hetty," she began, guardedly, though with a quiver in her voice, "did it ever occur to you that—that—there might be somo doubt about Ben—being drowned?" " once came Hetty started up wildly. "Aunt, aunt! what have yon heard?" she cried excited ly. "ls—he al 1 ve P" "I believe he is." returned Miss Com fort, striving to look composed. "At least he was —Bon! Bon! come in quick] she's n-goin' to faint!" And in rushed Bailor Bon, more bronzed and boarded than ever, and naught his wife in his nrma. Hetty did not faint, though sho came very near it, and after little Bon hail been kissed and embraced by his new-found papa, the sailor's story was told. Ho had not sailed on tho "Saucy Polly, ' but had been made captain of another vessel bound for Africa. He had written two letters to Hetty, which, owing to adverse circumstances, had never reached their destination. After C,pUln Ben h "l »>een seined with the "diamond fever," and. with a number of others, had bought a claim In a mine, which had turned out more successfully than they had dared to nope. Ben was a rich It .., now, and, to his wife s serene satisfaction, declared his Intention of giving up . sea-faring life, a 1 and passing tho remainder of h' u in his own snug home. Oi days COOTS!the mortgage on Aunt Comfort's lit,u home was speedily paid off. and fortablc income was settled for tho remainder of her life. As for young Ben, ho scm'e lv knew winch of the two cottages was his homo, as his time was divided prettv equally between them; andhoeensld himself the sole owner and aeom on lier<el( own era .. . .. ,, protector of Ins once formidable great-aunt.-// ele „ Whitney Chirk, in Demnrest's McnHi'ii SUMMER STOCKINGS. Cheap end Cmitly llmlerv in Solid end Striking IMnidril Deng,,,. Brilliant lisle-thread stocking i, solid, plain colors and black Colon —esjiecii!. ly black—arc the first choice in hosiery for all ordinary wear, with either boots or low shoes. The fashionable shades of blue, brown, mmlo anti are well represented, and may be wilh low shoes, even in the street, biit are not nearly so popular or as appro priate as black for the purpose. Ribbed lisle thread hosiery finds some pur chasers, and fancy designs in color anil pattern are occasionally selected f„ r slipper hose to be worn at home in the morning; yet even here the standard plain colors are preferred. Hose of blenched lisle-thread arc provided for ladies who object to wearing the col ored, and there are the heavier bal briggan, which comes cheaper, but are not so pleasant for summer wear. Prices for lisle-thread hosiery, black, unbleached or in colors, range front 50 cents to $1.50 per pair. For street wear, the boot-top. "hooted" hose is a variety sometimes chosen. Two contrasting odors incorporated in the stocking, the upper half being red, for instance, and all below where the top of the boot will come, blue, and vice versa. Silk-plaited hoso in this style or plain black are satisfactory for traveling when lisle thread may be considered rather toe light These cost about 09 rents per pair. Fancy striped cotton hose in quiet colors are shown in abundance and find tan worn un oi a iv many purchasers; but excepting in n pensive goods for dressy occasions, tli» almost invariable rule for till occau >m is solid-colored hose. Striped and plaidcd dcsignsant beau tifully woven in colored silks, white on black, pale blue anil white stripes with small, embroidered polka (lots on black, and floral designs in natural colors, wrought on black, pistaehe green, blue, old pink, tnn. ami all the fashionable shades. Many of the designs are very striking, and too pronounced in effect for genoral dressy wear; indeed, most ladies prefer to match the. toilet with a plain silk stocking, which is always possible, os the plain silk In* may be had tn all shailos of fashionable colors at a moderate prica ($2 99 per pair) for such beautiful belongin'*. Opon-work spun-silk hose, for evening wear in summer, are light anil pretty in colors, slate, gray, tan. moiln m bluet; but the pink or blue open-work stocking ig no longer a fashionable choice. Dainty silken hose witli insertions "I Valenciennes or plat Val lace command a price Which, placing them beyond the reach of many, is enough to insure All the delicate well a* for bridal their distinction, evening black, toilets, stockings striped on tlm instep white or self-colored lace insertion nn silk embroidery, alternating, or a more dressy style has diamond-shape 1 insertions surrounded with rich em broidery. Beaded silk stockings are seen in limited variety. The beauty of the daintily coiowt ornamented hose described above is sot off by the neat opera sliPF 1 ' long popular for evening wrenr. * '? pers may be worn plain or ornsniene with bows on the toe, and sontetmt• the instep also, the latter secured *t elastic to each side. These orna ments may Ikj bought separate ft™ the slippers and worn at pleasure, slippers may ho purchased alreany" oratod.— Demorest's Monthly' shades, and white to bo had it as silk are with still or an Tha Tipping System. According to Information which * gnrd as reliable, the family P' butcher and baker who does not » tend occasional email favors to > mostio finds himself in the same the tha horse shoer who wliod..: . tip the coachman. Although t hard that sueh grievous things c ■ It would not appear hard for w who are entrusted with the for large lamllles to redace the trw man to . complete state of subject^ What could be eaeler than fora (# to relinquish a botcher who ref comply with the genoral custom' »^ simple a matter tor the lt00 a has not bean subsidised to spoil piece of meat in the. tom* ol bring down the wrath ofthe ^ 1( the family on else innoeent It be true-and my IntormM 1 " ^ pretty certain of It-Whet"^ system of bounties going to em. engo Journal*