The news and herald. (Winnsboro, S.C.) 1877-1900, July 09, 1881, Image 1
TRI-W EEKLY EDITION. WINNSBORO, S. C., JU LY 9, 1881. ESTABLISHED 1865.
A PIOTEST.
Why should it sound cheerless and colt],
When a nan says ho has grown old ?
Think you of a head bald and grey,
Of a muortal that's had his day 7
Should iny sons call mo "old inan,"
And the town folk "Uncle Dan 7"
Just because iny strength Is spent,
Just because ny form Is bent T
I watch tile youth as they run about,
With many a laugh and inerry shout,
And I recall niy childhood day,
When I was thoughtless, free and gay.
Why not, 0 youth, tenderly speak, 4
Kindly be to the old and weak
(ladly froin unkindness save,
Sinooth their puthway to the grave.
Thoughtless youth should reineinber,
Qulokly coies bleak Ueceinber,
Tlen will their foris be bont,
Thleu will their days be spent.
ThIs hone ny soul sllt soot vacate,
'raking on tile glorious State;
''ils old forin will ne'er appear,
In tihat Ileaven )lest and dear.
" 1lo'ious seIson of youth,
Dwelling In the light of trilth,
Nono oll or growing 0hd up there,
"1is life eyondti all tears and vare. 4
TIlE OL) WILL.
Littlo Blossom, you miako it so hard
for me1 to any good-bye to you."
"Whon?"
The innocent, surpriscd, inquiring
face.-renunciation was indeed, difficult
for John Burrows. He touched a din
ple in her cheek, and then a curl of her
h bair, 115 11e might have touched flowers
o1 a1 grave, perlhapa.
Sie shook back the silky ripples imn
v.patiently.
'When, John ?
He looked at her for a moment with
out it slnilo, p)retty tHshalt was.
Nelly, ait down here for a moment."
They sat down on the pretty criilson
couch before the fire. Seeing trouble in I
his face, sho put her hand in his, and lie
smoothed out the little rose-leaf nember
upon his broad palin, more than over
confident, as lie looked at it, that he was
right.
Nelly, you know I love you."
"Yes," with a blush, for ho lid never
said it before.
''And I ai very sorry."
"Why," after a pause of bewilder
iment.
" Because you are it delicate little flow
er, needing care and uirsiing to keep t
your bloom bright ; and I am going to a
hard, rough life, among privations, fever, t
and malaria, which will try even my a
powerful constitution, and where you
must not go."
"You are going to the Far West?"
"Yes. My nother must have a home
in her old age. She is strong now, but a
time is telling on her. You know all that a
she has boon to me ? " e
"Yos ; she has been a good mother. I
ut you shall take me too, John."
She won her way into his arms against e
is will.
" You will take me1, too?"
"No. Did I not toll you that you
mado it so hard for me to say good-bye c
to you ? "
"'John, what could I do without you ? "
"He took the little, caressing hand N
down from his face. t
Don't make io weak, Nelly. Do
you think that it is nothing to me to (
('ave my little violet-the only woman I
eoi loved-for a hard, cold life and un- a
ceasing toil. I cannot marry for ten years, I
"nd then I shiall be thirty year4 old." I
"~Yes, married, and with little chil- e
tren ; seeing, at last that your old lover, a
Johnu Burrows,.was right."n
Ht rose to hia foet.. c
" ~~JOHN I " ini terror.
"' Yea I am goin~g, Nolly. Little one0 c
-you look so much a 'womian now, wvit f
ursteadfast eyes--hear me I (did not i
foresco that you would love me-that I c
hlould loto you. You were a little school a
Sjirl when I savedl you from dIrownling
)ast sannuner, and( your atehel oIf books"
'floated away diown the river and1( was lost,. r
I camte here to ace Gregory, niot you. I
could not help loving you ; bult did nlot
lhnk unitil to-nlighit that y'ou eared so
mo lh for me, Nelly. But, child you
,;ill forget me."
" Nover" ]
He went oni.
"N Noily, I shall hunger for you (lay
'nd night, more and more, as time goes
nm and I get older, lonelier, mocre weary.
'ut I shall never 1hop) to HC you agatin.
~ ow, give me your hand."
She gave him bioth. Hoe raised them
' his lips, but before she could apeakh
~gain lie was gonoe.
Sh ivering violently, she went to the
Se, andl stood there trying to warmi her
af.She unidor"tood it all now-his
strangely elaborar arranigemlents for a
ip~l tAo Now York. He had1( knowvn thlat
ho was not comning b~ack when siho had
fromn the great metropolis, but was going
Oi-- Qn-inito theo dimi distanlce. T1.his is I
b~y lhe had not promisedl.
It was getting late-site was so cold
oC 1had better go to bed. She would
t go into the parlor~ to bid her father a
d)( aunt, and Gregory goodl nightt ; so t
(1 crept silenttly uip to ,her own) room1. 1
iore tito very weigitt of grief upon01 her
led 11cr to sleep.
But when sihe woke, her grief sprang
>on her like 50ome1 hiddenm monister~ wh'o I
1 laint in wait for bor all night. Hei'
isery terrified her. Why should site 1
t die ? Why shou1ld site ever rise fromI
Sathbed? -
;jBut wvhen thtey called hter, sihe sprang
> hastily, dressed and Went dewn, andl
o y were too busy talking to notice that
10,1id not kmow mhat shm was do,-~ |
But, by and by, whon her brother reach
sd for some more coffeo, and observed
" Joiu Burrows and his mother went to
Now York in the first train this morning,'
i)ie tried to rise uneoncernedly from the
,able, and fell in a dead faint on the car
;)ot among them.
When Nelly came to, she was un
Iressed and in bed, and Aunt Mary was
larning stockings at the foot.
" Oh, let me get up, Aunt Mary I I
lon't want to lie here I "
"Now, Nell, be reasonable ! You'ro
11."
Oh, Aunt Mary, I'm not."
Nelly, if you will lie still to-day, I'll
et you have that old box of curiosities
i my room to look over. Will you ?
1. don'tknow."
Aunt Mary went for them. Nolly shut
ter eyes and let the wave in all its bitter
iess surge over her onceo ; when Miss
Jolding came back, bringing a box of
)ld mahogany, b)lack and glossy with
.ime.
1 There I " setting it on the bed.
With a wintry little smile of thanks,
.'olly lifted the cover. The old maliog
my box contained strange things. Pie
tires oil wood and ivory, illuminated
nanuscripts, webs of stronge lace, an
ique oriniamentii, ancient embroideries,
rreat packages of old letters,sealed flasks
>f unfamiliar perfne, ancient brooche
f red gold, finger rings of clumsily-set
rem1s tied together with faded riblions, a
mot of lair fastened together with a
Vold heart, the silver hilt of a sword,and
astly, a tiny octagon portrait of an old
a11111, done in chalk upon a kind of vel
umt. and enclosed ill a frame of tarnished
)rass.
" Who is this that is so ugly, Aunt
iary ? "
" That, they say, is my great grand
ather, Nely."
" What 'is it painted on-thiis queer
tuff ?"
" Well, it is a kind of leatler, I be
ieve. They used to write on it in ol
imes."
" He is uncommonly ugly, isn't lie ?
aid Nelly, wearily.
As sho spoke, the little caso fell apart
u her haids. A yellow, folded paper
vas revealed. She opened it, and -saw
hat it was written upon.
" lWhy, bless my soul, what lave you
here ?" exclaimed Miss Golding, rising
1p in a strange alarm.
She snatched it from Nelly's hand.
" It can't be the will I " she cried.
Nelly looked on in dumb surprise.
Lunt Mary read a few words, then rushed
way in wild agitation to the lilbrary
here her brother was sitting. Nelly
ould hear them talking, the two ; tien
er brother cam ; then the old house
:eeper was called from the dining-room ;
nd so much confused conversation sho
Lover beard before. By and by, they
,11 waited upon her in a body.
" Nelly," said her father, sitting down
n the foot of the bed, ''you are an heir
39."
" This is old Grandfather Goldin's
,ill I " exclaimed Aunt Mary; flourishing
h1o bit of yellow paper.
" It seems that he was very cecentric,'
irogory conldescen(ded to explain. "He
"as very rich, ani1d lad some hard sons
ud some grandsons wvho promised to 1)0
arder, and~ ho fell out with thle whole
et, wh'lo were waiting for himu to die.
Ic declared that no money of his shoul
ineourage the young peop~le's excesses;
little pioverty would help) thle family,
nd thle fourth generation would apprel'
mate his money, aind probably make
00(1 use of it. Whenl he died, no will
Ould bo found ; and though there was aI
rmnous struggle for tile property,it weint
ito tile han~ds of ti'ustees, thlrough thle
athl of tile lawyer' who drew up tile will;
nd there it hais been, descending from
no persoii to another, and( accumulating
lI value, uilltil you and1( 1, Nelly, are as
ichl as Cr'osus."
'"How, Gregory ?"'
"'Ainl't we the foilrth generationl ?
Patheor wa'sl the only chiild1, we are his
'lnly chlildrenOi ; all the bac~k folks are dead(
tid it slides down to us onl greased wires.
Iurrah for Glrandfathler Golding I"
"In thlis trute, fatheor ?"
"Ye,mny (dear. The property is chiet'
y in Leeds, England. Tile housekeeper
who( caime over last summer, youl know,
Lappens to know all about it. It is ill safe
aiids, aind our claim is indisputable."
Whlat did Nelly do0? The little goose
natead of flying off in thoughlts of a ear
iage, anld dresses of cloth, of gold, andu
trip) to Europe, sh1e buried 1her face inl
lhe pillows, and m iurmured'( uinder 1her
>reath, "' Oh, JTohnl ! Ohl, deai', dealr
olhn I"
And it was iio castle ini the ahl. Three
sonthis proved that Nelly Gelding was
h~e miistressof gold untold, almost. And
h~en a little niote went to Kansas sayinlg:
" DEARm JoHN-I am waitinlg for' you
ithl a fortune. Will y~oui comio for mnc
Aind he camne instantly ; anld thloughl
0omo mnighlt have sn~eered1 at his readiness,
lie heart of thle little wife was ahv~ays at
ience.
She knew that JTohn Burrows loved
oer truly. Gr'andlfathler Gelding's muoney
mnilt ill a commodious westerni town:
>aved sltreets, raised rows of shiops,orect
d dwelling-houses, founded b~anka, libra'
ies, aiid chutrches ; anid Nelly finally
ived "'out 'West." Bitt 11e hlad oppor-.
unities of seeing pioneer life ; and she
aid" 'JohnI wvas right ; I abotuld hlave
ied ill a year, hald I lived hero in p)ov
irty." __________
.-.A monng-lnoi..-tln nnoek'tail
The Jester Enigaged.
Once Mount Pleasant hid the Jester
engaged for his great miioral entertain
ment, but in order to make. his next en
gagemont, he had to <qnit talking at the
expiration of one hour and twenty min
uites and hurry away on a special train.
But Mt. Pleasant know that he had talk
ed two straight, solid houm at Scottdalo.
And was Mt. Pleasant to be nubbed,ind
put off with a smaller lecture than Scott
dale ? Perish the thuaight ! All of the
lecture or none.
So new arrangeients had to be made
for Mt. Pleasant. And that night,while
the Jester was putting on his cap and
bells, he said to his friends :
"I will make it sickly for thle, Mount
Pleasanters. I will teach them to clamor
for a long lecture when they might just
as well have a short one. I am going to
talk these people to death. I am going
to give them all four of my lectures, one
after the other. It will be a good joke
on thei. I will talk and talk, you see,
until they are tired out, and one after
another, singly and in gro'ups they leave
the room, until I alone aim left in the hall.
That will be awfully funny, and it will be
something new in the lecture business.
Oh, .it will warm them.
Well, the curtain rung up aid
the show went oi. And it kept going oi
And on and oi. And the audience stuck
to him like a burr, and along about ten
o' clock or a little later the Jester began
to grow anxious. But he kept at it, and
by 'and by a couple of men got up and
went out. This was the first break, and
the Jester felt encouraged. But in a few
Umilutes the Imn, who had only gone out
to see a man, both came back. And ie
felt depressed again. But he kept at it.
He was bound to talk that audience out
of National Hall. But it was too many
for him. Perhaps seven or eight people
left the hall at diffrerent times, but that
was all; and at 25 minutes after eleven o'
clock the exhausted Jester jangled his
sweet hells a little out of tune oin the
closing joke and fell into a chair, limp
and despairing, while tihe good-natured
audienmce, fresh as a rose, retired from
the ring, smiling and ready for another
round. You can't talk out a Mount
Pleasant audience.
" I never talked so long in all my life,'
the Jester said, " and to think that they
should tire imc out, after all. Anyhow,
I wasn't feeling very well. I'll como
back next winter when I'm fresh and
strong, and I'll give these people a little
racket for their white alley thin."
"' Let's see," said the fat passenger,
''you're the man, aren't you, that writes
such touching things, once in a whilfe,
about tihe beauty of silence ?"
But the Jester said lie was too sleepy
to talk polities, and the stage being
ready the pilgrims lighted their cigars,
drew up their windows and smoked a
clergyman of the Episcopal Church all
the way over to Tarr Station, so that
when he got home that night ie made
the parlor smell like a drying-house, and
up to this date has not been able to con
vince his wife that lie hadn't been siok
ing. %
The Village Postmistress.
The son of this postmistress sayt of
his mother :'"She's gettin' a little hard
a' hearin', though ; but I tell her that
ain't strange, seein' she's heard so much
in her daiy. Ears cahm't last forever you
know, Mis' L~inton, an' for fifty years
there ain't been nothin' goin' on among
thme neighbors that ma ain't heard. Bein'
ini the post-ofli is wearin' to the hearin'
evz well as the eyes. Folks comlin' anl'
goin' for their letters generally leave as
much news ez they take away. By the
way, Mis' Lintoni yer sister, Liss Brad
leigh's, conmin' back to-morrow. Ma was
readi' thme postal cards last nighmt, and
she camne across one from 1her." "' Read
ing imy pos~tal cards ?" exclaimed Mrs.
Lintona. "' Why, yes. Ma always reads
'emn-leastways she' read1s such as isn't
took right off. She says it's her dluty.
Might hc niews of sickness or death or
suthiin' ol1se,that we'd ought to scnd righ t
along. T1hey're dreadful aggravatin'
readin' through. People don't wr-ite as
well as they used to, an' don't make
things clear, nuthor. Whoen anybody
writes jes' ' Yes ' or ' No ' on a postal, no
postnmastor in creationt can make any thlinig
of' it. But your sister's postal is p~laini
enough, Mis' Lintou ; thar ain't nothinm'
indefinite about her. She says :'coanmin'
T1hiursday, 5 o'clock train. Hlave Face
totum meet me'. Ma puzzled a good deal
over that word factotum,' andl we both
concluided that 'twas the name of your
help. Furrin' name, ain't it ? I told man
'twas new, any how, an 'ez we had aL
young calf't we was goin' to raise, an
h adni't inamed it, we concluded we'd call
her Factotumn, like that furrinm' kitchen
girl o' yourna, Mis' Linton"
'The Nile.
An English capmitalist, Mr. Gaston pro.
poses5 to dam the Nile at the Cataracts
and subject about 800,000) acres of land,
wvhich is now desert, to the infhuence of
its fertilizing waters. Tis is a stuponm
dous undertaking ; but it is beyond a
dloublt that the p)resenit rapids are pro
duced by the d1ebris of ancient works of
this dIescriptioni which areinow strewn on
the bed of the stream, and from an en
gineering point of view the work wouild
bo plerfectly . feasible. Thle inmmdationi
'would1 then 1)0 uder complete control,
while the complany which should carry
out the work would he reimb~ursed hb
the lands1 allotted to it out of nearly a
million acres, wvhich would now for the
ih-st time be brought under cultivation.
It is said that the p~reliminary capital
lhas alreay 1ban raiscA
Jamsioa Howle.
On one occasmion Bowie whose reputa
tion reached Memphis, arrived by boat
at that city, or rather at what was then
known as the Third Chickasaw lifts.
The bank from the boat landing to the
top was about one hindred and fifty feet
high and a large number of people were
wiatching the arrival of tho strangers.
Looking down one of them recognized
Bowie as lie stepped. over the gang
plank and made the remark, "There
come10 Jill11owie."
'"What !" shouted a big flatboatman,
then knowni as the 'Memphis Terror,"
as he looked down the bluff; "what Jim
Bowie? That's the fellow I've been
looking for months. Jim Bowie ! Why,
him, I'll whip him so quick lie
won't know what hurt him. I'll whip
him if 1. never whip another man as long
as I live I Stand by, boys, and so the
funl
Bowie came slowly ill) the bank. In
his hand he carried an old umbrella. Ho
had 0no pistols and was evidently not ex
pecting or in fact prepared for a ight.
This fact did not- escapo the now
thoroighly interested spectators. Up
went the flatboatman promptly, an Bowie
reached the top of the blui. "Is your
nimie.Jim Bowie ?" he asked.
Bowie replied that it was.
"Then," shouted the flatboatmn an, as
1he squared off, "I think you are a
rascil and i'm going to whip you right
here and now."
Bowie was a ian of few words. Ho
stood and gazed at his adversamry, who
was moro emboldened than over. "I
think you're a - coward," lie yell
ed, "'and I'm going to knock y~nr head
off," and so saying the "Memphins Ter
ror" advanced.to the conflict.
Bowie never flinched. Iis en eye
was fixed on the "Terror," wl at thin
ionent was face to faco with n,. But
an the man of Memphis drow a f rk from
his breast, Bowie stepped ) k a foot
and thrust out hi umbrella as to keep
his antagonist at bay.
"TIl "Meinphis Terror," se' ing the
iuibrella with-oie ihand, iado aiss at
the inventor of the famous knife with
the other. In tit) doing lie pulled the
umbrella to himnelf, leaving free in the
right hand of Bowie hin murderous
weapon, which to this, moment had been
conc-ealed in the folds of the impromptu
sheath. The sight of Bowie standing
there, with the knife in his hand pnd the
gleam of vengeanco in his eye, was too
much for "The Terror."
From the bouncing bully he became
transformed into a craven coward in a
second. His face -turned pale and his
knees trembled, while the dirk dropped
from bis hands as he gazed on Bowie's
weapon with staring eyes. "Put it lip, put
away that Sorri, for God's sake,Bowio.
I wans mistaken in my man."
Bowie advanced a step.
'Don't-don't kill i !" besoeelied
the bully ; "for God's sake, man don't
go for mo with that seythe and I swear
to you I'll never attack another man as
long as I live."
Bowie looked at his now thoroughly
demoralized opponont for a moment,'and
then turning on his heel with the ex
p~ression, "'Cowa~rd," walked rapidly
away. Thenceforth the Memphi m'"Ter
ror'' was a changed man, anmd until the
day of bin death lie never lost the sobri
qjuit of ''Put-upl-thlat ncythe."
Bowie wvas very fond of music and
dancing and on occasionis whxerc lie could
enjoy both lhe invariably appeared in the
best of humor, anid the reserve which
had begun to characterize him at thin
timie appeared to thaw out. It was oni
one occasioni at a dan11c wihen lhe was in
such favorale conditions, that I had ani
opportunlity for free-and-easy chat with
him about nome of the encounters in
which lie had beeni enlgaged1. Rheferring
to the disparity ini size between hiimnelf
and1( some1 of the muen whom lhe had met
in conflict, I asked him how lie regarded
hin chances under such circumstances.
"'Suppose," said I, referring to a man
of herculean build,who stood near,"'supl
po)se you were attacked by such a mnan
as 1101 Johnson there. What then ?"
"h"dryly responided Bowio, "'I
would cut him downa to my size I"
A plain girl, with a p~laini face and
name, Maggie Gibson, that was all. Short,
1p1hnny , P1nd twenty-two. Always burst
ig buttons off her dresses, tearing rents
ini skirts and1( aprons, anmd ripping 01p01
tight neanms.
A white freckled face, broad, and full
of good humor when quiet, a wavy mass
of redhdishm hair, that would never stay
snmoothly 1braided, wicked ringlets fallinmg
down into the saucy eyes, bh111 (3yes
they were, pretty some times, when
lighted up by life and excitement, direamy
anid conmmon-placo when the soul was
quiet ; a snibby little nose,- no character
there, a p)enting moitth, pale, colorless
lips. Although a person wvell suited to
the niamne, ''a decidedly common-place
girl," we would say, at a mere glance,
yet, that, heart nursed dIreaums of a re
splendent futuro. Not a sontl to think
dleep~ly, yet,every (lay there were de(sires
and longings tid ambitions crowdhing
the soul, and exp~anding the body, it
would seem.
We find her pouring out her wvrathi on
aunt Sally's head, because that worthy
lady had11 remonstrated against an ambi
tion she called "manly," because it re
i red pi man's strong nerves, a man's clear
cnol hrain, his snay hiami, i sou
heart, and 40 IIanly other thilngs. Maggie
wanted to study medicin eI
How Cani one describe su1ch anll A1mbi
tioni ill wioman, yetit nuiast be as noble
to her as it is to man, and we have
known young girls to: put the whole of
their life's dream in this one desire.
One of the nweetesit girls we know of,
a per8on of such delicate refuieeniot, a
face that Khows all the sweet 1oblene s
of the 1oul1, tic) beaitiful and s4o perfect
inl its moulding, said to uts at few weeks
ago:
"I have had but on1e ambition il m1ily
life, that i : to be a physician, to beginl
now. I couid not all'ord it,it would take
years of faithful study, I must give it
111).''
Maggie had made her loie with her
auint Sailly, since her mother's death,
when 14he was twelve years old ; her fa
ther away oil il dist ant countries, 11o
brothers, no sisters, 1no One but prim
aunit Sallie, who loved so to keep things
ill a straight row;no wonder poor Maggie
grew tired of the lolly-hoeks ald petl
11na, tasitelessi green blinds, and ttitl
hair-cloth chairs. She wanted a change,
and a change h1e wai bound to have.
shte has not been idl 118 to what her
ehanices ill a large city might be. She
wouild go to Philadelphia, and none of
auint Sally's persuaseions could keep her
back. Three years later, we find her,
the 8ame Maggio as ever, a little older, a
little plainer, and a little stouter. She
ha1 worked hard, studied well, and it
seemied her ambition wasi to be realized.
There Was at light ill the e0 that had
not beien there before, a love-light, tut,
made the plain face almost beaitiful,
soletile.8 Maggie was ill love, il love
wiith a heavy-bearded foreigner, haid
m01110, proud and ricl,suich a contract to
little Maggie, he Wis, but lie loved the
little maiden, only he did NOT love her
ambition, he would never ubmit to it,
lie talked with her pleaded and coaxed,
but no, she would not give it uip-"eit-ler
give up1) thisi ambition, or mm" and the
proud spirit would plead no longer.
Maggie's blue eyes flashed as 14110 cried
out impetuously, "Thin I will give You
up I"
That was4 all, hie went amiy, with
never one word imiore.
"He will come to-morrow," 8he would
may to 'hersielf, as the tears would come
to her eyes; "he ham told me lie loved mo
better than his life ; lie will come, I
know."
To-morriw, alid weeks went by, still
he did not come. Maggie wondered
where all the drenm of her ambition had
fled to,wliat made the world such a dark
place. Perhaps there would be comfort
in momothing else. She would try and
see if she could not call back the mamec
teldfaslt ambition that t 81he had pursued
for years.
Poor common-plaeo girl I
While she was not a wicked woman,
far from that, 81h0 had never attended
church nor paid any devotion to her
Maker. Was that the cause of her inl
rest ? She would see. She went to
church one day, she liked it, it quieted
her mind, the eariest, tender pleading
of the pastor, the quiet, attentivo ffos
of the listeners, she went again, until
she found it a. necessity to drive away
other thoughts. There wams a ''cry from
Macedonia'' for helpers to comle teacha
the wayl) of sailvation to hieathen 8souls. A
thought struck her, had 51he mistaken
her mlissionl all these years ? She wouald
bo a missionaPry I Sihe would lheal sou11s,
a8 8110 had1( studied to heal b~odies4. Such
anI alwakeiniig I
She hlurried to the mninister's house14,
poured out her dlesires4 to the p~astors's
wife. She was taikeni at on1ce a8 a enn~i
dlidato anid every pireparationl wals made(1.
Ladies of the church dlevoted their time
to her outfit, whlile 81he devoted her time
to spiritua~l p~repa~rationl. Ali was tishn
(ed, tihe da~y for tihe Goed-speeds anmd fare
weclls had arrived,even the hour. Where
wasm Maggie ? No one0 know. Search
was8 made.. Not 01ne trace of trunks or
Maggie I It wats 81neh a. blowv to tho
chlurch that it was11 (1eemed( best to keep
it qjuiet.
Some two years afte'rwa'rds a fairfaced,
bunchmy little womilani rang the bell at
Rehv. B. '8 (1001, was$ showni to the parilor
by ai servantit, buit refulsed to give 1her
card. Whlen 141e heard Mrs4. 11. cominmg
dlowna the stairs 81he rani to mieet her, cry..
inig out, asM 1he held up a dimpled hand,
"'See, 8ee, 1 have may dliamlond aund my
ambliitionI too I"
Maggie it was, surely, with a stran1g0
story to toll. The very hour thmat 1411
was to have sailed as a muissio)nary 8110 re
ceived word( of' thm 4 o seis illniess of her
father in a dlistant country ; 1411 hand thme
money the church had given hxer and1( the
trunks of clothes ; 81he took them and1(
went to her father ; lhe was5 ill for mnths8
and( months, demnandinlg her constant at
temtioni. When lie had but slightly re..
covered 1411 was stricken downi, and1( lay
at death's door for many days. When
14h1( had regainied strength enough 81h(
wro~t( to her old-time lover ; lie was
faithful ; lie camne to her, married her in
81ite of her protest that she would stu~dy
mnedieine. ''1 have comfe now to repay
what I carried off' so slyly, it would
5001m. I want to repay it doubly; may
husband is rich. I use my owni mlaideon
name iln my practice; mny hulsband'would
not allow me to use his." '
A nuULAR DIONAN'ZA : lier hand was
evidently not oni good terms wvith soap
and wvater, but was heavily loaded with
jewelry. "Bly Gecorgo I" aaid Fogg
there's rich digging ever there. T aboui
say that dirt wvould( assay a dollar an
onno.
A ruti c Flowers and Uorries.
It might be supposed that in the utter
barreiniiess of the Arctic landscapc tlowers
never grew there. This would b a
great mistake. Tihe dweller in that
desolate region, after passing a long,
weary winter, with. nothing for the eye
to rest upon but the vast expanse of snow
and ice, is isi a condition to appreciate
beyond the ability of an inhabitant of
warmer climes the little flowerets that
peep up almnost through the snow when
the spring sunlight begins to exercise its
power upon the white mantle of the
earth. In little patches here and there,
where the dark-colored moss absorbsg the
warm rays of the 8iun1 aIId the 11ow is
inmited from its surface, the most. delicato
Ilowers spring up at oice to gladden the
eye of the weary traveler. It needs inot
the technical skill of the botanist to ad
mire those lovely tokens of approaching
-tiu1ner. Thiglts of home, in a
wilrmIler and more hospitable climate, fill
his heart with joy and longings am
meadows filled with daisies and butter
nups spread out before him while he
itinds upon the crest of a granite hill
[hat knows no' footstep other thai the
tread of the stately musk ox or the
Intlered reindeer, 11 they pass ill single
ilev upon their miiiratory journeys, and
whose enverns echo to no sound save the
bowling of the wolves or the discordant
Nawing of the raven. IlIe is a boy agaill,
m1 d finvoliitarily plucks the feathery
landelion and seeks the time of day by
blowiung the )1111y fringe filom its stem,
)I- tests the faith of 'the fair one, who is
1ea),r to him than ever in thi8 hour of
eparlal-tion, by picking the leaves from
Lhe yellow-hearted daisy. Tiny little
violets, 4e. inl a balkground of blaei(k or
lark-green moss, alorn the hillsides, and
inny iiowers unknown to warmer zones
MoIle bravely forth to flourish for a few
weeks only and wither in the August
wiids. Very few of these flowers, 8o
ireshiing and charming to the eye, have
my Iwrfume. Nearly all smell of the
.11111k moss that foris their bed. As
4011 11 the snlow leaves 'the ground the
billsides inl manylolities aire covered
with the vine that bears a imill black
berry, called by the iativem parwong, in
itppeairance, though not in flavor, like
[hue huckleberry. It has a piungent,
qpicy tartness, that .is very acceptable
ifter a long diet of meat alone, and the
iuntives, wheni they find these viles, atop
Lvery other pi)rsuit for the blissful mo
unmnts4 of cramming their stomach with
the fruit. This is kept up, if the crop
naly lasts long enough, until they have
made thelliselves thoroughly sick by
their hoggishliness. But the craving for
ole sort of vegetable diet is irresistible,
and with true Liouit improvidonce Cthey
indulge it, careless of consequences.
Fortunate for thei is it that their sum1
mer is a short one and tile parwong not
abinll)ldanlt, 1Or cholera might ho added *to
the other daugers of Arctic residence.
But the days of the buttercup and daisy,
and of Clhe butterfly and the mosquito,
are few. With the wvinter comes the aIl
pervading snow and thio keen, bracing
northwest, Wind, the rosy check an11d the
frozein nose, bit with it also comes
ruigg'd heallthl and1 auteadly diet of walrus
mlent..
Sh~le waIs old(-inl fact, shoe.w~ias a great
gr'andm~lother-bu-h1t 81h0 still retainaed the
vigor of m1idd(le age, and pursuHled her
pro~fessionl ofi mar1Sing tile sic1k. Hear faceV
was1 8eamned anid wrinled, tile wr'inikles
bel(ing s1 (-c-)rossed thait, (1ne was imn
vo(lunltar'ily remlin~de'd (If the tanniled
idligator-skin-used ill miakintg belts amnd
atehels ; imlt her' hair' retained its nat
iural co lor', and 8110 kept it ill order' by
meianls of her patienlt's br'ushe's amnd
LcombslI. She had( her41 p)euliarities, as8
mo1(st old1 nmurses htave.
Heri excess5iv'o 'conlomly wasl1 equaled
only bly her a1cqIuisitiveness. She had1(
wVorn her blac1k lace veil for forty years8,
heri ''reps" driess, inl wuhao'e pattern! red1
gourd1s chualsed (each oth' over a yellow
groundl(, (dated back to a plast genleration,
1and( 110r other garmnlts were chlosen for
their lasting qumality. Of these she(
seemned to have asi miany layers as an
onion11. Thle layer exposedl to view,
whenilshe prepar'ed herself for rent ai
niighut by her11 patienlt's becdsidoe, conslisted
of a quilted skirt and a bodice of com
mfonl blue1 and whlite Rtr'ipedl bed-ticking.
In huer leiHsuro mlomen~ts nihe wanldered
ablout tho house8 and( lot commluning
with herself conlcernling the fam1Tily's
waste anmd extravagancee. She picked uti
strings, nails and tin canis ; ahoe'gathlere(
three shlriveled aploale that hung on
tree inl the bac1k end of the lot ; anid nlht
dhug do'wn inito a pile of ashes upon01 wh~ici
the rainls for months had beaten, taa$tO(
themll, and finldinig them still strong anil
gooId, upb~raidled tihe mistress for 110
extrtieting the lye -andr makinlg soap.
Nothing thlat wan offered to her11 ctam<
amiuss. Sh1e actedJ~C old clothes with:
avidhity, old shoes and( jointa (of rnst)
ntovo-pipe had a value inl her eyes, ahs(
cripp1led ulmbrellan$ anld rubiber boots witha
holen inI them.
She was not conseciously mi rth-provok
ing in her talk ; her conlversationl rat
mostly toward luglubr)ius recitals o1
nickneses, death and muisfortiino, but hot
p~atienlt extracted amuusement from hoi~
words and expressions. Btesides thest
traits, p)euliar to herself, she had many
lommflonl to old-fashioned nurse'ns, but
was excelledl probably by 11011 ill het
capacity for sp~illg things, for losing
her spectacles an~d for niuttrimr.
. Art in the Household.
Large towels have borders worked in
Roman patterns.
Pretty window curtains are made of
cheese cloth and edged with lace.
Plush curtains are as effectivo painted
in oil as embroidered. A very handsome
design for a sorcon is a dark blue plush
decorated with apple blossoms.
Piles of cushions, luxurious divans,
sofas and easy chairs, into which one
can sink and rest are a rule, and the
Queen Anne seats are wisely kept for
show.
Oblong mirrors are now hung cross
wie. They have plain wood frames
four inches deep, sloping backward. and
ar ) painted in different ways. iow
bahs, sprays of golden rods, yellow
crocuses, peacock's feathers on boughs,
on which perch 'nowbirds, are pretty
designs for the frames. Some are cov
ered with bright plush, and on one cor
ncr is placed a band of old gold.
New mantel mirrors are square with
smooth frames.
Large wooden Russian bowls are used
to hold nuts or fruit.
Window laibrequitis are heavily
trimmed with wide borders of plush.
Scrini curtains edged with antique
laeo aro more stylish than expensive lace
ones0.
Handsome carpets have olive-colored
grounds, with small, bright figures on
them.
Porcelain table ornaments are in iii
tation open fains, and the cupids standing
or disporting on them, make them
charlling eniough.
A screen on exhibition in New York
is hand-painted on the natural wood,
with woodbine, blossoming lilac branch
es, aid hollyhocks on the three soparate
ianliels.
A novelty in mantel hangings-if one
believes in utilizing lace and vOlvet for
the imrpose of doecorating a fireplace-is
wheels of tatting in Macrame thread,
put together in large points over. red
velvet.
Spangles enter very largely into the
decoration of table covers and lamnbre
quins. These aro generally introduced
at the end of the long stitches in point
russo embroidery, whero they are caught
down with amber, crimson or steel
heads.
Instead of ivory and pearl inlaid desks,
rosowood or ebony boxes, there are rich
satin and plush or volvot articles, either
ornamented with embossed figures, such
as Ietail insects, birds, plm1s and ani
mails, or with satin embossed subjects
that aro very eftftive.
Brown paper-the kind used by paper
hangers, and upholsterers for packing
of the darkest shado and thickest texture,
and gray pajlor of a cool, granito tint,
are in much domand abroad for painting
ulpon. It is used for scenes, dados, pan
els and cornices. For artistic offect it is
very desirablo.
Some of the now and handsome doors
to eahinets havo panels used as inserted
pieces painted in Persian style. The
fouidaition is a hard and hie grained
wood mladle as smocothi as possible, and
covered~ w'iithi a balack grounding on
which a Mosaic of colors, quaint~scrolls
and1( araesquties, flowers of beautiful
hues, or bi rds of wonderful plumage aro
placed with all the group~ing of Persian
art.
Otmarlotts Sea Inha~ibli~lats.
T1here is a continual warfare going on
ini the dlep--a conistanlt struggle for the
means of sustaining life. T1hue earnivo
rous5 devour the vegetarians, and tihe
mud-eaters swallow both animal and veg
etable forms :and this runs all the way
down the seale, from tihe shark and the
equally ravenous blueflsh to the least of
the annelids. These last-the sea-worms
-are wvary, but they cannot escape their
enemies. If they wvere to confine them
selves to the bottom-where they feod,
and where many of them growv to tihe
length of a foot or two--they might inl a
measure escape, though thley would still
be a prey to the soup and other fish thlat
knowv how to dig for them ; but they love
to swinm, p)artid~ullarly at nlight and in the
breeding season, and thlen they are snap
poed up in countless numbers. They have
almost every variety of forins, and their
structure is mnaryvolous-mronsters with
hooked jaws at the end of a proboscis, and
with sides of bluish green, that throw off
an infinito variety of irridesent hues.
Somne of the sea-wor'ms hlave scales,otheors
[ hlave soft h~odies ; seome are shuggishl,and1
curl themselves up1 into b~alls when dis
tuarbed ; othlers are restless, p~articularly
at nlighlt ; some are round, others flat ;
seone builud tubes of sand iad cement,
woven togethler t.i they umako a colony
of many hundred membhers :the tub~es of
others are soft andt t eitble, and some,
wvhien disturbed, wahldrawv within thleir
crooked calcarcons tubes, r.nd close the
orifice with a plug. One variety of the
sorp~ule has three dlark-red eyes ; another
variety hlas clusters of eyes Oil eachl tenta
cle. T1he amnphipods wvoro accounated of
no great value till it was shlown by the
Fish Commission that thoese small eruas
tacea furnish a vast amount of food for
b)oth salt and fresh-water fishes. Indeed,
there is not a creature that swims or
crawls that does not become the food of
sorho othler animal. A beach-flea is
caught up by a soup or a flounder,squids
make terrible hlaveo among young maok
eol, and sharks and stingrays find some
tiling appetizrinu in the gastorpod,