The McCook tribune. (McCook, Neb.) 1886-1936, March 25, 1886, Image 6

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    WILL HAVE ITS WAY.
Poor .Reason tries her best to role ,
And keep an honest grip ;
' .Yet men will sometimes play the fool ,
; -And give their wits the slip.
"Let Judgment caution or condemn ,
And Conscience still cry "Nay , "
Sweet Fancy slugs her song to them ,
And gives the heart Its way
Its own delightful way
In spite of all that Thought can do ; 5
In spite of Judgment , tried and true ;
[ And all Experience ever knew
The heart will have Us way.
So Nature wills it old and young ,
The wisest and the best ,
Hare caught the .strains from Passion's
tongue ,
And felt her sweet unrest
'TIs well tobe of human kind
To own dear Nature's sway ;
Por , midst the dim , cold realms of mind ,
The heart would lose its way
' Its own delightful way
In spite of Wisdom's happiest rules ;
In Cpite of sages and of schools ;
In spite of reason , we're but fools
The heart will have its way.
See yonder child , by Nature led ,
No rule of life to guide ;
See Prudence with her thoughtful b '
And manhood in its pride '
All run in pleasure's heedless race ,
, And after folly stray
At every ase , in every place ,
The heart will have its way
Its own delicious way
In spite of all the head can do ;
In spite of judgment , tried and true *
In spite of sad experience , too ,
The heart will have its way.
Alas ! for him whose heart Is dead
To every generous beat ;
No love light on his life is shed ,
No sympathy he'll meet.
'TIs better far to give the price
That fools to folly pay-
Be men in everything out vice ,
And give the heart its way
Its own delightful way
In spite of Wisdom's golden rules ;
In spite of'sages and of schools ,
We're all but erring , love-sick fools
We give the heart its way.
Exchange.
THE SISTER'S' ' ' STRATAGEM ,
BY ELISSA. Bf. MOORE.
I am getting to be an old woman ,
ind yesterday for the first time I re
visited the home of my childhood after
an absence of thirty-five years , during
which my second sister and I have not
dared to review those scenes which , full
as they are of tender recollections ,
could not fail to bring back all too viv
idly a dark tragedy which at one time
threatened , to o'ershadow both our
lives. Now that the past is forever
buried , with my sister's full consent I
tell of that experience which we can
hardly realize after the lapse of years
was once our own.
The village of Wcslfieldene , where
jve were all born , wa'a settled by my
grandfather on the rockbound coast of
Maine , and. named after the Norfolk
village where he was himself born ,
tthich called his father lord of the
manor. Dignified in his manners and
decorous in his life , lie was the great
man of the village , and my father was
his worthy descendant My brothers
seemed indifferent to the advantages of
an 'English collegiate education , but
when our Norfolk cousins offered to ex
tend their hospitality to me for three
years , that I might finish my education
and be presented at the English court ,
E gladly accepted. I returned improv
ed , though I would never be handsome ,
and belter able to cope with the world ,
at the end of the three years. If my
father and mother deemed that the sac
rifice they had made in parting from
me had been too great they disguised
their opinion remarkably well , and
when I kissed mamma good-night on.ce
more in my own little white bed at
home she murmured her gratitude to
God for the safe return of her dear
daughter , whom she found all that she
could desire. I decided that I was the
happiest girl in America , while the fu
ture lay bright before me. The follow
ing morning I had a long talk with my
mother. The boys , she was glad to tell
me , were both doing well , one in her
brother's law office in Philadelphia ,
and the other in Annapolis , awaiting
sailing orders. I congratulated her on
their being out in the world , being of
Shakespeare's opinion that
Home-keeping youths have ever homely wits.
"As to the girls , " Isaid , "there was not
a girl presented during my time who
approached Bertha. I could almost
wish that she had had my chances ,
mamma she might marry anyone ; and
Edith seems a sweet little"soul. "
. "They are both that , " said my moth
er , "and your experience will be of
great service to Bertha , who knows
notliing of the world , so you must not
regret your foreign education. "
"I'm.so relieved not to find her en
gaged , " I exclaimed. "All American
gins after 18 appear to be ailianced to
Borne boy more or less unmarried. "
"Small chance of that in West-
fieldene , " said mamma. "The only
enga 3ment I can announce is that of
your old friend Helen Freemour. She
is to be married shortly to a Mr. Hard-
castle , whom she met in Boston. "
"Is he one of the Hardcastles ? " I
asked , anxiously.
"Oh ! dear , no ! " said mamma ; "they
are western people ; but he's a college
man and a lawyer poor , but Helen is
used to that ; and , for that matter , she
is not one of the Freemours. "
"That's true enough ; but all the royal
princess.es rolled into one could not pro
duce a more refined type of womanhood
than lily-faced Helen. I hope he is half
worthyof her , " said I.
"I expect you'll have an opportunity
of judging of that this evening , " said
mamma. "They are sure to come to
welcome you. "
My mother's prophetic soul had not
deceived her. Shortly after tea I saw
Helen , accompanied by a tall , dark
man , coming slowly up the garden
path. She looked very queenly in her
white robes , her heavy , dark hair dress
ed in a coronet above her broad , fail-
brow , and covered by a white lace
scarf. I hastened to meet her , and
there were tears in my eyes as I clasped
her to my heart and kissed her lips with
what was almost a premonition of com-
calamity. Of Mr. Hardcastle I
formed no 'flattering opinion. He was
dark , quiet , and very old-looking for
24 , which was the age he acknowledged
to just a year Helen's senior , there
fore. We saw them constantly. Helen
in her unselfishness enjoyed any boat
ing or driving party twice as much
when either or both of us joined them.
I had undertaken the education of my
little sister Edith , so it fell out that
Bertha was their usual companion.
One of the maxims which my English
cousin had most impressed upon me
was the duty of being watchful not of
but , for my younger sisters , and when
a week's holiday was accorded Edith
and I was at 'liberty to join the young
people I became aware , to iny sorrow
and alarm that , while Horace Hard-
castle was by his gentle betrothed's
side , his eyes were on my sister's love
ly face ; and , what was more dangerous
still , that while all the tender nothings
of young love 'which she whispered
softly were met'with absent-minded
indifference , the lightest word from
Bertha's lips caused his dark face to
flush. HP. was off his guard a thousand
times , until I wondered at Helen's
blindness. I watched and made no sign ,
supposing Bertha to be as utterly in
the dark as my friend. We had ar
ranged an excursion to one of the near-
lying islands and I determined that as
the party was to be quite a large one I
would so manage it that I coulu have a
few words in private with this man ,
who I felt sure had it in his mind to
make two women , both justly dear to
me , suffer deeply. The weather , how
ever , proved threatening , and our pic
nic was postponed. Late in the after
noon , as the storm still held off , I wan
dered toward a wood which lay inland
about half a mile to the back of our
house in search of botanical specimens.
I was not very successful , and was
turning homeward , when I was startled
by hearing my sister's voice raised in
passionate entreaty. "Oh ! " she cried ,
"how can you ask it of me ? Only re
member poor Helen : what would she
say ? what could she think ? "
"What does that matter when our
life's happiness is at stake ? " said the
voice I had expected to hear that of
Mr. Hardcastle.
Go , go , " said Bertha ; "the rain is
coming on , and I must get home. "
I heard the crushing of the under
wood as he left her side , and only wait
ed until my sister was well on her way
home before I followed her , warned by
the low growl of near thunder to seek
speedy shelter. An hour later I sought
Bertha's room. I found her lying on
her bed , looking 30 unlike her usual
fairy self that all the anger died within
me. I told her what I had overheard ,
and then said : "You must see for
yourself , dear , that it is impossible for
our father's and mother's daughter to
play so contemptible a part. You
must not see Mr. Hardcastle again , and
then it will all be as though it had
never been. "
Sobbing , sh6 yielded. The thunder
storm was an excellent excuse for Ber-
iha's headache , and a short note from
myself to Mr. Hardcastle , indited in no
gentle frame of mind , caused that gen-
; leman's speedy departure for Boston.
Helen's "gentle northern eyes" filled
with tears when she told me she would
not see him until the following month ,
when it was agreed that they should be
married.in Boston from the house of
icr friend , where they had first met.
She had wished us to be her bridemaids
mtheraliance had begged for a perfect-
y quiet wedding. I was thankful when
t was over , and charmed to find my
sister dazzlingly beautiful and bright
the following winter , which was passed
with our aunt in Philadelphia , and where
she became celebrated as la belle dcs
telles. Lent fell late and by the time
we returned to Westfieldence we were
surfeited with balls and parties. The
irst thing which broke the quiet monot
ony of home life was the news that the
lardcastlcs had bought a house about
a mile from ours , near the Western
lope , as that part of the coast was call
ed , where a deep ravine made a break
inthe long line of cliffs. Dearly as I
loved Hellen the news could hardly be
called welcome ; but I trusted Bertha
with all my heart , and was satisfied
that her girlish fancy had died a natu
ral death when she greeted Mr. Hard
castle with quiet dignity. Helen , I
thought very pale and pensive. I at
tributed this to the fact that she was too
much alone ; her husband having pur
chased a wild young mustang , on which
he scoured the country. He was a
man who as a husband was certain to
be given to moods , and for some time
I was in doubt as to the reason" of his
taciturnity , when , however , several
ynung men , whom we had met in Phil
adelphia , came together with my broth
er , to pass the first bright , May days in
my father's house. His constant pres
ence in or about the place , the wild fury
which blazed from his dark eyes , when
Bertha was the recipient of their mark
ed attention , proved to me only too
plainly that his old madness had but
slumbered. In my anxiety I went to my
mother , who was unreasonably annoy
ed. Such things , she said , might be in
other countries , but the sanctity of the
marriage tie was respected in America
by all save the lowest of the low. Poor
mother ! She knew nothing of any
world save her own. One cold evening
in the latter part of May the Hardcas
tles , who had spent the afternoon with
us , prepared to return home. Helen
was dressed in her favorite white , and
I , fearing the chill evening air for her ,
went to fetch her a soft , white , knitted <
shawl , which would protect her. When 1
I returned she stood in the porch all . i
alone. j 1
"Horace hss gone to the village for i
the letters.--she said , "I will walk on -
and he will overtake me. " She allow- <
ed me to fold the wrap around her , and 1
I stood watching her tall , graceful fig1 1
ure until it was lost to view by the turn 1
of the cliff. I returned to the drawing- J
room , where I was wanted to play glee 1
accompaniments. Presently some one '
suggested a dance , but my father re- <
quested one song from me. I could J
never refuse him ; but I felt strange out <
of tune , and chose , naturally , a sad
song , Pascal's , then very fashionable.
"Rest , thou troubled heart , " I began , i
when the door was flung open and Hori i
ace Hardcastle stood before us. Some-
thing dreadful in his face caused me to :
rise quickly while the words died on 1
my lips. <
'Where is Helen ? " he asked horsely. 1
"She has gone home , " I replied. " She J
left almost immediately after yon went
down to the village. "
"She is not there , " he said , turning
from me to my father , who had come
forward.
"She followed you down .to he vil
lage , no doubt , " suggested papa , , "and
thus you missed. "
"No , , ' cried I , "for I watched her to
the turn of the cliff. "
A silence fell upon us , while I , trem-
blfng with undefined fear , clung to my
father's arm , who said presently :
"Did you go through the house , Hor
ace ? "
"Yes , and called , " he answered.
"Corne , come , " said papa , putting me
gently from him , "she has no doubt
continued her walk beyond the ravine ;
we'll go with you , Horace. Your wife's
all right , boy ; she knows the very stones
of the coast. "
Followed by the male portion of the
company he left the room. Mother
went to procure lanterns , while Bertha
and I , avoiding each other's eyes lest
we should meet a confirmation of our
worst fears , sat with suspended breath
and blanched cheeks. I said to myself
that our fears were unnatural antl ex
aggerated ; but there are moments when
instinct is stronger than all reason , ' and
this was such an one. An hour passed
ere we heard the sound of returning
footsteeps. I had not the strength to
run to the door. Bertha reached it ; but
papa's arm pressed her back ; entering
he closed the door and I saw his face
colorless and terror-stricken in the
lamplight.
"A dreadful accident has happened , "
he said , in a low tone , "you must re
main here , my girls ; there is nothing to
be done. " I tried to speak in vain ; but
Bertha went to him and clasped her
trembling hands over his arms. "Papa , "
she cried , "is she dead ? "
He bent his head. "We found her
under the cliff' Poor child , poor child ! "
I sprang from the piano , against
which I had been leaning. "It was
he ! " I cried ; "he did it , I know , I
feel "
"Good God ! " said my father , turning
upon me a face in which terror and
amazement were curiously blended ,
"what do you mean ? "
A rushing as of many waters was in
my ears. I stretched out my arms wild
ly and , falling , knew no more. When I
recovered from the stale of prostration
into which the awful shock of Helen's
death had thrown me , I learned from
my mother such meager details as were
to be told concerning the tragedy. The
beautiful body , she said , had been less
disfigured than might have been expect
ed from the dreadful fall of over a hun
dred feet.
"Of course there was an inquest , "
she went on , "and , " looking gravely ab
me , "tnere could be no doubt that it
was purely accidental. There were no
signs of a struggle only your white
knitted shawl had caught on the tree
which overhung the bluff one of those
young larches which manage to live
there for a year or two. All those who
knew her deny the possibility of its be
ing a suicide ; but dear Helen has often
said that when on a great height she
always felt a nervous inclination to
throw herself oft' Many persons ex
perience the same. "
Poor Mr. Hardcastle was broken
hearted ; but , as was not unnatural , in
one of his disposition , he refused all
comfort , and had left for the west as
soon as possible , leaving the house to
the care of the women who had served
them as cook. The white shawl I put
away among my treasures , keep
ing it as a thing sacred , never to be
worn , or touched by other hands than
my own. I never agaiu breathed the
awful suspicion which had possessed
my mind concerning Horace Hard
castle , but inwardly prayed that he
might never cross my path. Imagine ,
then my grief and pain when a few
months after my own marriage , which
occurred about a year subsequent to
Helen's death , I received a letter an
nouncing Bertha's engagement to Mr.
Hardcastle , who was , my mother in
formed me , staying at Westfieldenc in
his old house , though it was his inten
tion after the marriage to reside in New
lrork. In my despair I told my hus
band all my fears and suspicions , which
E could plainly see he regarded as pre
posterous. Nevertheless , he allowed
me to return home with the intention
of dissuading my sister , if possible ,
from carrying out what I honestly be
lieved to be a suicidal intention. I came
unannounced , and the night of my ar
rival I sought my sister's bedroom , and
there begged and prayed of her to
abandon this man , whose power over
her I had never been able to under
*
stand. All the promise I could obtain
from her was that she would dclaj1the
marriage for three months and give nie
Full consent to prosecute all inquiry
concerning her fiance's antecedents
which I might deem proper. She also
agreed to write a note asking him to
meet her the following evening at our
own house in order that they might
walk to his residence and choose what
things should be sent to New York and
what sold. The following evening ,
still acting under my orders , she left
the house in the pony carriage , about a
quarter of an hour before the time ap
pointed for his coming , leaving me , as
she supposed , to await him. No soon-
was she out of sight than I slipped up
stairs and drew from its wrapper my
white knitted shawl , and gave the man
servant a message for Mr. Hardcastle
to the effect that Miss Bertha had driv-
jn round by the road to his house and
lie was to come to her as quickly as pos
sible. Full well I knew that lie could
not but take the cliff path , which was
not half the distance of the high-road.
Along this fatal path I flew in the semi-
darkness until I reached the spot where
Selen had fallen. There , crouched be-
liind the bushes and the branches of the
larch tree , I let my long , black hair
'ree from the comb , unfastened the
alack cloak which hid my white dress ,
ind , keeping the snowy shall well out
jf sight , I waited , panting and shiver
ing for the approach of the man I fear-
jd and hated. It was not for long.
3oon his tall , , spare figure appeared ad
vancing through the darkness. I was
motionless until he was some fifteen
: eet from ire. Then dropping my
jloak , I flunj the shawl about my head
ind shoulders , while I advanced toward
tiim from under my shelter. I had well
jalculated on my resemblance , as to
leight and figure , toHelen. . He gave
i cry , which was horrible in its wild
terror , and stood rooted to the spot I
dared not advance but , raising one hand
and stretching it out toward him , I ut
tered the one word "Murderer ! "
With a groan he shrank from me ,
hoarsely whispering : "Helen , liavc
mercy ; I was mad ; I loved her so. "
I made a motion as though I would
advance. Again the p'lnce echoed with
that wild cry as , turning , he fled. His
terror as much as hiswords had be
trayed him. Hastily resuming my
cloak , I made my way to his nouse ,
where I found my sister. For an hour
we awaited him ; finding that he did not
come , we returned home. As we drove
along Bertha somewhat haughtily de
manded an explanation , which I prom
ised should be given in her lover's pres
ence. The hours of the next morning
dragged wearily. A sleepless night
had left me nervously wretched. I
dared not think , for I feared that my
my poor sister would overcome my linn
determination to accuse her intended
husband in her presence.
I was pacing the veranda in a miser
able state of anxiety , when I saw nr
father coming slowly up the path. H
held in his hand a letter. "This is fo
Bertha , " he said , holding it up and look
ing hard at me the while. "Hardcastlc
has left Westlieldcnc , as he informs m
in a note which accompanies this. I
don't understand it. " "Let me grv
her the letter , " I cried , with a quick
premonition of its contents. As well
as lay in my feeble power I prepared
my unhappy sister in a measure for the
shock I felt sure she was about to re
ccivc. The letter contained , as I sup
posed , a full confession. Its effect was
for a time prostrating , but an opportune
legacy from an English cousin enabled
my father to remove his family to New
York , and in the happy marriage whicl
she made in after years my dear sister
forgot the tragical experience of her
early youth. The homestead retained
much of the gloom which these events
cast over it for all of us , but the pres
ent generation knows not of them
The house on the cliff was pulled down
by order of its owner , who never revis
ited the scene of his love and his crime
A Negress' Hare Voice :
Sunday night St. Paul's Episcopal
church in this city , writes a New Or
leans correspondent , was crowded to
overflowing by people congregated there
to listen to the evengelical teachings of
Rev. Dr. Aiken , the distinguished Eng
lish missioner. The scene as presented
was one not often witnessed in New
Orleans , for , crowding good na-
turedly and without apparent friction
against each other in the pews and
isles were representatives , colored as
well as white , of every social class and
almost every religious denomination.
The softening influence of religious fer
vor seemed for the once to have broken
down and swept away all social barriers
and race distinctions. A Ii3'mn was
given , and before the fluttering leaves
of all the hymnals were stilled a flood of
rich concerted music wept across and
filled the vast sanctuary. It seemed
for a moment as if the whole congrega
tion was singing in one voice. Then
one pure soprano of silvery , bird-like
quality sent its flute-like notes of sur
passing sweetness above the very crest
of the song wave. J nshmtly every head
in the congregation was turned or bent
forward to discover the source of the
melodious tones. For not a little while
the singer remained undiscovered , save
by those sitting near her , and when at
last she wa > s singled out , she went on ,
seemingly unconscious of the attention
she was attracting , singing her heart
away like an uncaged lark. The singer
was a young and exceedingly modest-
looking colored-woman , who at one
time sang in the choir of the little col
ored church recently sold and disman
tled at the corner of Pritania and Calli
ope streets. Such a voice is "seldom
heard , even in our city of song.
A Judicial Juke.
It has long been the custom of the
courts that , when a judge makes a joke ,
ood , bad or indifferent , the bar and the
general public should express their sat
isfaction by "roars of laughter. " When
Lhe late lamented Vice Chancellor
Malins narrowly escaped the contact of
i rotten egg hurled at him by some dis
appointed suitor his lordship sagacious
ly remarked that it must have been
meant for his brother Bacon. This sally
3an hardly have had a better reception
ihan that accorded to a remark let fall
yesterday morning by Mr. Justice
3hitty. An incident occurred which
ivas very suggestive of the early days
ivhen an effort was made to transact
judicial business in the new law courts
jefore they were quite ready for use.
[ n the course of a case a noise was
icard from the roof , followed by a fall
) f plaster , causing some inconvenience
.o those who were on the floor of the
: ourt. But the eminent chancery judge
vas quite equal to the occasion. "Fiat
ustita , " he said , "mat ccelum , " which
vas immediately followed by the usual
xibute. The frequenters of the law
sourts must be.very thankful for even
imall additions to their stock of jokes.
Sir Joseph * Chitty has quite qualified
iimself for the post of the wit of the
> ench , whenever it falls vacant by the
etirement of its oldest member. St.
fames' Gazette.
Mr. Ibid.
It happened during a history recita-
ion that somebody quoted : " 111 fares
he land to hastening to hastening "
md could get no further. "Who can
inish it ? Who can finish it ? " cried
he professor , and catching Kitty's
teady gaze , he said , "Miss Morris ? "
" 'To hastening ills a prey.
Where wealth accumulates and men decay. '
Jut I just happened to see it in 'Famili-
, r Quotations' yesterday. That was
he only reason I knew , " said Kilty ,
ilushing. "And who wrote it ? " asked
he professor , smiling. "Ibid. " "I
> eg your pardon. " The professor's pet
ilarm was deafness. "It said Ibid. "
le was very near asking her the date
if Ibid's birth , but he retrained. Two
College Girls.
It must be that the impression is generally
broad that this city can not manage its own
ffairs. Boston is trying to run its politics and
'hiladclphia Its railroads , and if any more of
ur neighbors step in there will be nothing for
few York to do but to apply to the courts lor
guardian. 2few York Tribune
HERE AND THERE.
A party of Texas editors will soon
visit Georgia.
Sixteen murderers are now awaiting
trial in San Francisco.
The peach-trees all over southern
California are in bloom.
One Mississippi jail contains thirteen
prisoners charged with-murder.
The first snow of the season at Au
gusta , ( Ga. , fell on Saturday night.
There are twenty-two Chinese veg
etable wagons running in Chico , Cal.
It is said that leprosy-has appeared at
various places in Canada West , the re-
bult of Chinese immigration.
A halibut weighing forty-one pounds
was caught with a small hook and line
from the wharf at San Diego , Cal.
Portland , Oregon , has an alleged
white launjiry , but Chinese are employ
ed up-stairs , out of sight from the street.
A young man who horsewhipped
another for annoying his youthful sister ,
in New. Haven , was fined $10 for the
oflense.
A striking point of resemblance be
tween the busy editor and the industri
ous burglar is the common dislike of
long sentences.
Kentucky has 14,000 square miles of
coal fields ; Pennsylvania , 12,000 ; Great
Britain , 11,859 ; and England , alone ,
6,039 square miles.
California ostrich feathers arc said to
be very much finer than those plucked
from the birds in Africa , while the yield
per bird is greater.
Dorsey , the noted California dog who
has been carrying the mail from Calico
to Bismarck , has been retired to private
life , that route having been abolished.
Some of the farmers and fruit growers
of Sutter and Colusa counties , Cali
fornia , claim that they can not dispense
with the Chinese in less than eight
years.
Thousand of tons of refused slag are
being shipped from OreanaNev.to San
Francisco to be reworked. It is thought
to cany a large persentage of silver ,
owing to imperfect processes of work
ing.
Henry Leister , a wealthy hotel pro
prietor in Graf ton , Pa. , asked his cook ,
Annie Walbert , to marry him , for a
joke. The jury thought the joke good
enough for a verdict for $2,354 for the
young lady.
A man near Winnemuncca , Nov. , of
fers a reward of $150 for the arrest of
the person who stole his house from
him. The building has mj'steriously
disappeared and there is no trace of its
whereabouts.
Aunt Pleasant , reading a composition
which had been submitted to her by her
5-year old niece , said "Why , Eva , brick
' b-r-5-c-k-c. " "Oh auntie !
insn'tspelled - - - - - ,
E know that well enough , but I was in
such a hurry to get the old thing done
that 1 couldn't stop to leave that c off. "
The Philadelphia Sunday Breakfast
association furnishes 850 poor people
with breakfasts every Sunday morning.
Four corned beef sandwiches and three
cups of coffee , with milk and sugar ,
make the breakfast , and singing and
regular church service follow until 10
o'clock.
Thuringian toy-makers have no pro
tection for their right to their own in
ventions , yet their enterprise is not dis
couraged. In some sample rooms there
are $12,000 to $18,000 sample toys , and
many drummers carry in their sample
book's 3,000 to 4,000 pictures and photo
graphs of the productions of their
firms.
In Philadelphia , where gastronomic
entertainments are the chief amuse
ments of society , "kitty dinners" are
the latest diversions. A big cat made
entirely of white flowers reposes on a
floral mat in the center of the table ;
ice cream is served in papier-mache
"kittys , " and the menus , cards , favors ,
and all appointments possible are ar
ranged with pussy-cat decorations.
The polar bear's foot is unusually
long and broad even for a bear's foot ,
and this peculiarity aids in enabling it
to swim so rapidly. But the great foot
is of most use in crossing the slippery
ice or crusted snow. The under part
of the foot is covered with long , soft
fur , which answers the double purpose
of keeping the foot warm in spite of
constant contact with the cold ice , and
of preventing slipping.
Woman ( to tramp ) If you'll shovel
off the sidewalk , an' saw that pile o'
svood , an' pump a tub o' water , an' fill
the wood-box , I'll give ye a cold bite
when you get through. Tramp ( sadly )
Madam , if I were to put anything
sold on my stomach after all that exer
cise I would have a lit of indigestion
: hat would stagger the whole medical
profession. I am not an ostrich , madam ,
lor an Englishman. Good morning.
It is charged upon the women of New
STork that in public they are rude and
selfish , conducting themselves with
istonishing aggressiveness and bold-
icss. A policeman stationed at a street
jorner who was asked if he was placed
; here to keep the horses from running
> ver the women , exclaimed : "Indade ,
10 ; sure I'm kept here to prevint the
vomen from rtmnhi' over the horses. "
A rhyming signal-service officer has
rormulated the flag code for wtather
jredictions in the following easy memo
rized lines :
A sun of red is _ weather warm ,
A sun of blue is general storm ,
A crescent red is weather cold ,
A crescent blue is fair foretold ,
A star of red no change implies ,
A blue star local stormy skies.
A square of black on flag of white ,
A cold wave comes in all its might.
In the cemetery at Crawfordsville ,
3a. , a stone has just been placed over
; he grave of Harry Stevens , who died in
1881. It bears these words : "He waa
'or many years the faithful , trusted , and 1
Deloved bodj'-servant of Alexander. H. }
Stevens. Like him he was distinguish-
3d for kindness , uprightness , and benev- *
Dlence. As a man he was honest and i -
true. As a Christain he was humble '
ind trusting. " The grave of the mas- '
ter is still unmarked by monument 01. t
stonu.
BRIGHAM YOUNG.
In Obio
of-Mormons
First Settlement
_ UriSnom s ITlrst Marriage.
" O. correspondent ol
"A Chardon , ,
The Cincinnati Commercial Gazette.
writes : Learning that there were in.
the office of the probate judge of Gean-
' facts to be
interesting
ga'county some
obtained in regard to the early life of
Brigham Young , the great Mormon ,
your correspondent paid that office a visit
and was by the courtesy of Judge Smith ,
the ' following * * *
enabled to obtain
. It will
facts , never before published.
be remembered that the little town of
Kirtland , at that time a part of Geauga
county , was the first "gathering place"
of the Mormons. Brigham Young was
one of the earliest of them to come to
Kirtland , and soon after coming to the
place ho met and soon married Miss
Mary Ann Angel. This was his first
and legal marriage. In the old records
of the probate court may still be seen
the original application of Brigham
for the necessary license for this marri
age and the certificate of the marriage
by Sidney Rigdon , another prominent
Mormon. By the way , this Sidney Rig
don was at one time a Baptist preacher ,
afterward joined the Disciples , or , as
they were then called , Campbcllitcs ,
and finally became a Mormon , and
soon was among the greatest of that
sect. He was at one time after he join
ed the Mormons , indited for solemniz
ing the marriage of Orson Hyde , anoth
er prominent Mormon , without legal
authority , but was acquitted on trial.
The copies for the application for li
cense and the certificate of marriage
are as follows :
"The State of Ohio.Geauga Gounty.ss : "
"Personally appeared Brigham
Younoand made application fora mar
riage license for himself and Mary Ann
Ano-el , of the township of Kirtland , in
saicT county , and made solemn oath that
110 the said Brigham Young , is of the
age of twenty-one years , and the said
Mary Ann Angel is of the age of eigh
teen years ; that they are both single ,
and not nearer of kin than first cousins ;
that he knows of no legal impediment
against there being joined in marriage.
"BUICKIIAM : VOUNG-
"Sworn and subscribed this 10th day
of February , 1834 , before me ,
"RALfii COAVLES , Dep. Clerk. "
"Be it rememberedthat on the thirty-
first day of March , in the year of our
Lord one thousand eight hundred and
thirty-four , Brigham Young and Mary
Ann Angel , of the county of Geauga ,
were legally joined in marriage by com
petent authority , in conformity to the
provisions of the Statutes of the State
of Ohio , in sr.ch cases made and provid
ed , and a certificate of the said marriage
signed by Sidney Rigdon , a minister
who solemnized the same , has been fil
ed in the office of the clerk of the court
of the common pleas for the said coun
ty of Geauga , this the third day of
April , Anno Domini one thousand eight
hundred and thirty-four.
"Attest : D. D.-AIKEX , Clerk. "
The signature of Bvigham Young to
the application above is a fac simile of
the original signature on the record. It
will be noticed as an evidence of Brig-
ham's illiteracy that he spells his name
Brickam Young , and spells the last
with small lower-case " . "
name a or - "y.
How such a man could obtain such a
control over the people as he did can
only be explained upon the hypothesis
that they were very ignorant or very
vicious , and his great personal magnet
ism and insight into human nature and
faculty of adapting himself to the dif
ferent natures , showed them that he
was a born leader.
There still live in Kirtland and in
Munson , in this county , nephews of
Mary Ann Angel , and they confirm all
the foregoing statements. There is still
living in Kirtland a small band of Mor
mons who cannot swallow the polyga
mous portion of the religion. Tliey
still hold meetings occasionally in the
old Mormon Temple in that place , and
crowds of curious people come from the
neighboring towns to see their pro
ceedings.
The Deacon and the Devil.
Devils chuckle when they see
A "dizzy" deacon on a spree.
Gouverneur Herald-Times.
And when that deacon takes a drink ,
Devils give a merry wink.
Richmond Baton ,
And when thev find him drunk as ,
Ihey sing in concert "all is wclL"
Gorhnm Jfountaineer ,
And when he drinks behind the door ,
lis then they all set up a roar.
GoodaWx Dally Sun.
And every time such men expire , '
Satan adds sulphur 10 his fire. I
Gouverneur Herald-Times. J
Satan chuckles , laughs and groans , . I
At the "preaching" of Sam Jones. !
Richmond Baton. \
And loudly laush , both short and small , j
At Sam Jones' clown , jocose Sam SmalL
* Dovers Journal. I
A Pocketless Generation. j
"Oh , my , what have I done with my
handkerchief ! " cried pretty Miss Ethel ; '
in dismay , as she started home from " ;
church. "Didn't I put it in your pock- > '
et , George ? I must have. " '
George searched himself carefullv and
lutifully , and found that she had not.
"Perhaps you've got it in one of your
jwn pockets , " he suggested , mildlv.
"In dne of my own pockets ! Pshaw , |
rou silly boy , " and Miss Ethel stamped
icr foot with indignation.
"Don't know I '
you haven't o-ot a
pocket to my name ? Women don't
tvear pockets . '
now. There's no room
: or them in their dresses. I think it's a
; hame , too. They might let us girl *
iave at least one. You men havo a
lozen ! "
' Where do you carry things ? " in- , * * )
mired George , timidly. f
"Why , in my caba , of course , and
: very time I leave the caba at home 1
_ ose a handkerchief. You see , George.
. have to stuff it under.my basque , and
t wont stay there. Oh , dear , it's aw-
.ulto have to be fashionable , isn't it ? "
Philadelphia Press.
A Canadian recently wrote to President
Cleveland asking how much It would cosl
o take out a license Lto sell
washing-ma-
ihlnes.
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