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THE T1VO; ANCHORS.
BT BICHABD H. STOODAKD.
It was n gallant sailor man
Had Jnst come home from sea,
And as I passed him la the to-sra
He sane "Ahoy!" to me.
I stopped, and saw I knew the man
Had known him from a boy ;
And bo 1 answered, sallor-llce,
"Avast !" to his "Ahoy !"
I made a song for him one day
His ship was then In sight
"The little anehor on the left,
The great one oa the right."
I gave his hand a hearty grip,
"So yoa are back again?
They say you have been'plratlng
Tpon the Spanish main;
Or was It some rieh ladiamau
Yoa robbed of all her pearls ?
Of coarse you have been breaking hearts
Of poor Kanaka'glris!.'
"Wherever I have been," he said,
"I kept iny ship ln;stelit
'The little anchor on the left.
The great one on the right !' "
"I heard last night that you were in ;
I walked the wharves to-day.
Bat saw no ship that looked like yoars(
Where does lhe'good ship lay?
I want to go on board of her."
"And so yoti shall," said he ;
"Bnt there are many things to do
When oae comes heme from sea.
Yon know Uie.song yoa made lor me?
I sing It morn and night
Tbe ttttle aaehor on the left.
The ereat one on. tbe right !' "
"Bat how's yoor wife and little one?'.
"Come hone with me." be said,
"Go on, go on; I follow you ;"
I followed where.be led.
He had a pleasant little lKMtee;
The door was open wide,
And at the door the dearestface
A dearer one inside.!
He hugged his. wife arid chlM ;flie'sang
HtesplrKswere solight
TSie little anchor onglie left,
Tba great one on tho right !" '
Twas sapper Ume. ad we sat down
Tbe sailor's wife and child;
And he and I ; he looked at them,
And looked at me aad smiled.
I think of this when I am tossed
Upon the stormy foam ;
And thongh a thousand leagues away,
Am anchored here at home."
ThengtvBg caeira ktes.Jie.saki, "
"I see in dreams at night -
.ijhlslittle aachor on wy left,
This great one on my right !"
lUXSAH BJJIIK YF TILlXESGIYEfG-
BY OLIVE TUOKXE
PART I. IX THE POOR-HOUSE.
Not a very attractive place for
a
story
Well I know it.
But the fact ,
ia I can't help it, for the story
begau
there, andJfJ-should leave out every- jy
.Ihinir .that-cfmld shock ,a ifastidious.
irtaite,fm1girtas wilIn6abegmlatSaTl
j" or ji is -suuuKiug an turuugu. -ti.
ieu ui vuiuiuvu peupie iu a tuuauiuu
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New England viTage, aud there isn't
a person of style in it, from beginning
to end.
So now, dear readers who cares to ,
read on after that anouueeraent let
us begin in the Poor-house.
"Next Thursday's Thanksgiving,
Hannah." said old Selly Wilder;
"Lotty went lo meeting last night,
aud she says the minister gave it out.,'
Hannah sighed, and her knitting
needles sloped for a moment.
"Well, well," she said. "Thanks
giving is not for us. We've got noth
ing to be thankful for that I know
of."
"Not much, I knew,"sid tho first
old woman, in the tone of one recit
ing a lesson; "nothing but a roof to
shelter us ; enough to eat such as It
is," she added in a lower tone, "and
clothes to cover us mighty coarse
ones at that," she added in the same
low tone.
"Yes," said her companion, bitter
ly ; "b"ut if we hadn't been so kindly
cared for, we would have been dead
and out of our misery. For my part
I wish I was dead in a ditch long
ago."
"Dear me!" said Sally, shaking her
head; "I don't. I kind o cling to
Llife, if it is in the County-house, and
I have not a chick nor a child above
tho sod to bless myself with."
"Much good it would do you if you
had," muttered Hannah Berry.
"There's no dependence to be placed
on the love of children that you've
oorue ana reareu, ana worKea your
fingers to the bone for in this world."
"I can't feel to blame you, Han
nah," said Sally, kindly, "for feeling
hard like toward children you've
brought up and slaved for, who turn
you out in your old age, to come on
the town. But there's one comfort
left us, old friend."
"What is that?" asked Hannah,
taking up her coarse blue okecked
apron to wipe away a solitary tear
I which took its lonely way down her
worn cheek.
"It is the Blessed Book that has so
much comfort for ns."
Hannah's k'nitting-ne'edles fairly
snapped; her gray eye faded with
many tears sparkled, and her voice
grew almost fierce as she answered :
Tm glad you can find comfort in
it, Sally God knows you need it.
Don't it say somethingabout the good
man, and his widow never deserted
nor wanting bread? And can you
show me a better man than Captain
Berry always was, and haven't T
wanted brend manvaudmam- r-tTmA?
' " . "4U'Jj '"uie.
i Don't tell me! There isn't a speck of
peck
comfort for me in that
book. Dear
me!" she went on, letting her knit-
ting drop in her lap, and rooklmr
back and forth in her wooden rcok.
ing-chair, "how my Ben would have
i felt to know his little wife, as" he used
to oalJ mn troiilfl pnfT-fior -f?T'c n fl,n
w ..o u w.ic
, POOr-llOUSe
Who would have tho't,
cr
C1l 1 , -r . .1
uuii , w uku ou auu x marnea smart
(young fellows, owners of their own
vessels both of them, andset up.house-
j keepiug:snugly,with everything so
in
this place In our old age, and knit
coarse socks for paupers."
"Ah, well-a-day ! said Bally,
cheerfully; "maybe it's all for the
best."
"All for the .best?" said Hannah.
"Don't tell me ! Is it all for the best
that my own children that I brought
into the world, and took care of them
when they were helpless babies, and
worked for when their poor father
was lost at sea, and tugged and toiled
that they might bo comfortable, and
dress well, and hold up their heads
with the best, andspent every cent I
could earn, and sold every etick of
furniture that their father bought me,
even the dear old cottage itself; and
left myself old and worn-out and des
titute is it for the best that they
should turn me out to starve? or to
come on the town, which is worse?
No! no! it's no use talking to me,
Sally. I know you mean kindly, but
you can't understand thesharpness of j
it. It's a thousand times worse than
death," she went on more quietly,
"and as I sit here and knit, I think
of it every day, and it cuts deeperand
deeper into my heart,.and I wonder I
don't die, just with the ache of It."
She had stopped rocking now, and
her head, with its snowy hair closely
banded away from her face, lay heav
ilyiagainst the chair, as though too
weary to live.
"Don't take on so now," said Sally
kindly. "You ain't so bad off as you
might be. S'pose'n I wasn't here to
talk to you, and there's Lotty! that
child's a real comfort to you so kind
and thoughtful for you now ain't
she?"
Hannah sat up and resumed her
knitting. She could not indulge in
the luxury of rest.
"Yes," she said, after a moment,
"you are a comfort to me Sally, and
Xiotty, too ; only my heart aches for
tho child having to begin in this
dreadful place. IVs- bad enough for
U3 old ones, who have had our good
times, to end here."
"O well, nobody knows what good
luck ma3 come to Lotty. She's got a
neat and wholesome look about her,
for all her Italian blood," said Sally,
who was inclined to take a more
cheerful view of things than her old
friend.
i ".Nothing so good that she'll ever
i,p nhle to foreet her life in the noor-
house, I'm afraid," said Hannah sad-
.
'OhjyesTkoficourse rthere's mlways
some thing worse," said Hannah'," as'
the door opered to admit a girl
o
fourteen. She was very dark, and
her hair, which was black and very
thick, was cut short in her neck.
She closed the door and come up to
the fire.
"There's man in the other room,"
she said in a nleasaut voice, "asking
for Mrs. Berry."
"Why, that's me!" said Hannah,
retiring as quickly as rheumatism and
trembling knees would let her.
"What can he want with me? May
be it's Johnnv eorao back after his
alter nis
mother, after all," she m
unereu tu
herself as she hobbled across the floor
to the door.
No repentant son met her eyes as
she entered the best room. Nobody
but Caleb Bent, an old neighbor. Her
face fell he saw it.
"How tfe do, Mrs'. Berry?" ho said
briskly. "Ain't over'n above glad to
see me, hey? WTa!i, never mind, I
don't bear any grudges I've just
stepped over on business, you see."
"Business," saidthe little woman,
"then you didn't ask for me?" and
she turned to go.
Stop a bit! butl did though, just
that very thing, and I've
got some
blamed if
news for you though I'm
I know how to tell her," he added to
himself.
News?" said she eagerly, "not
from ' Johnny or ' '
"Not from any one of them sons of
guns scamps every mother's son of
them, I must Bay," he wenton. "But
sit down, neighbor, I'll tell you all
ahout it."
"Then it's nothing I care for," said
Hannah, hopelessly, "but I don't
mind hearing it," and she sat down.
Caleb sat on the edge of the chair,
with his hat in his hand, fidgetting
ahout as though he did not know ex
actly how to begin.
"Wall," he Eaid at last, "I'll tell
you the whole on't. and you can take
it for wnat its, unu, uuu mcuu
that's just nothing at all. This morn
ing when I got up a leetle late I was
I found Mariar a stewing round the
kitchen like all possessed, just a bilin'
cause I forgot to get her any dry
wood. That little flurry of snow we
had one night, you know, just spiled
every stick she had, and she couldn't
get a fire no -way. Wall, Mariar ain't
none o' yoursoTt-spoken critters, Ma
riar ain't, and she just nipped around
there till I thougnt sne-a raise me
roof, and just to pacify her, I went
into the shed to see what I could find
that would burn. The fust thing I
sot eyes on was that old secretary of
Berrv's tharT bought of you a dozen
years ago, that-I putufc there cause
it was wore out as much as a year
airo."
TTnnnh hnd been listeninc from
politeness, nut now she looked eager-
!ly at Caleb. That worthy took his
I i.i j.i. i.i Unr1 npnecad Viib
uai IU Hie OtUC. -uauu, v.
legs over the other way, and went on
j "Thinks I to myself, me oiu lumy
. . ,, ,, ...
may as well be out o' the way. It
ain't worth a continental, and It'll
burn beautiful. So I took up my ax
nice, that we would sit together
housefortByounggirl," saiu.Sally..
and went at It. The fust blow knock-
ea it clean over and the second blow
bust it to flinders.
Wall now
Caleb, getting excited, and rising to
come and stand before her, "I'd used
that secretary myself, and I sure I've
opened every drawer a thousand
times, and, blame me if I can tell
where it came from but, as it flew to
pieces, I saw a piece of yellow paper
fly out and drop behind a barrel. It's
some old pieGe I left in, says I to my
self, and I stove np the rest of it, car
ried it In, and made up a rousing fire.
But somehow I couldn't get the bit of
paper off my mind, and finally I says
Wall, it won't hurt none to see what
it is,' so out I tramps to the shed,
leans over behind the barrel, and
picks out this paper." Caleb here
drew out a .yellow, package, opened
and spread it out before her.
"Now, Atiss Berry, a3 fur as I can
make out this here docyment is an in
surance on Berry's life. I don't know
as it's worth a red cent, but leastways
I thought I'd bring It over, and you
can do as you like about it. Mebby
it's good, fur there's a paj'ment made
the very day afor6 he sailed on that
last v'yage."
Hannah leaned forward excitedly,
and grasped the paper.
"Why, I never saw this !" she ex
claimed. "Ben did mean to provide
for me then. Why, its for a thou
sand dollars!"
"A thousand dollars !" said Caleb,
"it's ten thousand, and if it's good
you're a rich woman. Mrs. Berry, and
will ride over us all yet.''
"Ten thousand dollars!" murmured
Hannah, sinking back In her chair,
faint and sick.
"Yes, but don't faint away, neigh
bor," 3aid Caleb, suddenly; "mebby
it isn't good."
That brought her iip.
"Sure enough. I must see lawyer
Anthony right away," and she start
ed up eagerly.
"Wall, I thought mebby you'd
want to see somebody," said Caleb,
"so I brought my horse along, and
I'll take you right over."
"Thank you! thank you!" said
Hannah briskly, "F1I just get on my
things," and she hurried out of the
room, instinctively hiding the paper
in her pocket as she went.
"Wall," said Caleb, as she shut the
door,
"I've heard say that joy never i
killed a body, but she did come pla
Jerusalem !
fainted-awayi
womarf? Thank goodness, lariar
doh'tfaint. -. t -- -
The anxious.old-woman.metiiiotone
on iier wav to here room.
where she
hurried on a faded old shawl and a
, wreck of a hood, and in a few mo
ments presented herself at the door
again.
"Now I am ready," she said.
Caleb Bent came out, helped her in
to his sleigh, and in another minute
they had left the dismal Poor-house
behind, and were speeding down the
street at the best speed of the old bun
dle of bones which Caleb called his
horse.
Lawyer Anthony'was fortunately
at home, and after looking over
the
document, he declared it to be genu
ine, aud told Mrs. Berry that she was
the undoubted possessor of ten thou
sand dollars.
"But how can I get it ?" she asked,
bewildered by the good news.
"You must go to the office I will
go with you and present the policy,
and go through certain forms. It
will be a few days, probably, before
the money will be positively in your
hands, but meantime, if you want
an3' funds," he went on politely, "I
can let you have any reasonable
amount. I believe " he hesitated,
'if I'm not misinformed, you reside
"Yes," she said firmly ; "Mr. An
thony, I live at present in the Poor
house ; .but if this is true oh !" and
she fairly broke down and buried her
face in her hands.
;i"I didn't think I could ever shed
another tear," she said presently,
"and you must excuse me, sir ; but I
have been through verydeep and bit
ter waters."
"I know," he said gently. "Make
no excuses. Your case is an unusual
ly hard one, and has excited much
sympathy in the town. Every one
will rejoice to hear of your good for
tune." Of course that polioy was good, or I
never should have dragged the misery
of that most unhappy mother into
your notice. The insurance company
! acknowledged it, and agreed to pay it
soon.
Mr. Anthnny invited Hannah to
make his house her home until she
could make arrangements for herself,
and she gratefully accepted the invi
tation. And that very evening, dress
ed by the lawyer's kind-hearted wife
in some of her own clothes, she set
down to tea as a guest.
Well, how do you think she felt?
For my part, I leave the painting of
her feelings to those who delight in
delving into the secret places in hu
man Jieafts. I can only tell what she
did. And I'll begin by saying that
she did not close her eyes that night.
She went to bed because Mrs. An
thony said she must, but she could
not shut her eyes, &nd the whole
night was spent in tossing about, and
planning what she would do. In the
i morning she unfolded her settled plan
oa uersympaLujiu uoais, aua.ic met
their cordial approval.
- "You needn't wait foryourmoney,"
said Mr. Anthony, with strsDiciousry
damp es. "I'll go with you this
very day to carry out your plan, and
as I said before, I can lend you all the
moneyyou will need.''
"Yes," broke in Mrs, Anthony,
"and I want the "iwhole thing arrang
ed before Thursday, because that Is
Thanksgiving day, and it will be a
thanksgiving sure enough."
"So it will," said Hannah, fervent
ly, remembering her conversation
with Sally, "and I must get ready be
fore that day."
"Of course you must, and I'll help
you," said Mrs. Anthony, heartily.
Meantime there was great commo
tion In the poor house. Not that our
poor old woman was of any great val
ue to that important institution, but
that she had disappeared so mysteri
ously. Her absence was discovered
about half an hour after she had left.
The mistress came into tho kitchen,
and missing her from her usual seat,
asked for her. Sally said she had
gone into the other room some time
ago to see some one'who asked-for her.
"Oh, ho!" said the coarse woman,
with a sniff. "She's got company,
has she! I'll see about that," and
started for door.
The room was empty, and Hannah's
knitting lay on the .floor. Then the
search began. Every room and cor
ner of the place was ransacked, and
nothing discovered except that her
shawl and hood were gone. Great f
was the excitement and wonderful the
talk about the mysterious disappear
ance till evening, when the master
came home from town, and reported
that she had been seen riding to town
with Caleb Bent, and there was a ru
mor that she had fallen heir to some
money. That made the talk all the
fiercer, and I don't suppose anybod in
the house, except the very young and
the very old, slept a wink that night.
Old Sally did not say much, but in
her heart she felt hurt that her old
friend had left her and not told her a
word of her good fortune; and Lotty
buried her head in the bundle of rags
she called her bed, and sobbed half
the night. The next day the wonder
ful news was corroborated, with the
addition, that she was-at present the
guest of Lawyer Anthony. Nothing
more was heard of her till Thursday
morning-
PATtT II IX THE COTTAGE.
Thauksirivincr was not much of a
day in the Poor-house
The old wo-!
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UUIC ucuail ntu u un.i.11"-, "" ,..
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UaeWorIe-eile:nough.for herself. ' - jXl
pudding. J&atuwll ,SSSP; J; leasanter to tunkfo1f5i
mrfn (Avmrpmpnt;. nmnrifr thp?1 r - . T'
Indian
was-not much iexcitementamong the"
rw.iicu ui an Lut uuuuy.
excitement of that particular Thanks-'
. . , ...
giving Day began m the morning,
when the handsome sleigh and pranc
ing horses of Lawyer Anthony stop
ped at the door, and he and his wife
and auother lady came into the house
and asked for all the family.
-
x., x -.w.- e t.
amT f t i i ( m iriibUrtiTmif. t r ii i i a r
(don t as me to paint mem) ana
seated themselves timidly around the
room.
The lady rose to speak, and then for
the first time they knew her. Hap
piness had rolled the weight of years
off from her, and save for the silver
hair that showed under her modest
bonnet, and the faded gray eyes, with
the heart-broken look in them, they
would hardly have known her. She
was neatly clothed in a black dress of
some soft material, and the faded old
shawl was replaced by a comfortable
cloak.
"Dear friends," she began, but
broke down, sank into a chair, and
raised her hand to Mr. Anthony, who
took her place, and made the remarks
she had planned to make herself. He
told them of her good fortune. He
invited, in her name, her old friend
Sally Wilder to come and pass the
rest of her days with her, In her own
old home, which her husband had
bought when she was a bride, and
which she had now bought back. He
also, in her name, invited the young
trirl, Lotty, to come and live with her
two old friends. And he asked the
whole family to take Thanksgiving
dinner with her that very day.
Long before he had finished Lotty
was on her knees before her old
friend, and Sally but, dear me, I
never can tell how people feel. How
would you feel in Sally's place?
Of course'they all. went to the din
ner, especially as Mr. Anthony sent
his sleigh three times to carry the old
folks and little children over. And
of course they had a splendid dinner,
since Mrs, Anthony gave up her own
Thanksgiving dinner tomake this a
perfect success. It was not in Poor
house style either, but commencing
in the regular way with oyster soup,
proceeding, according to the time
honored custom of our ancestors
through roast turkeys and chicken
pies, flanked by all possible vegeta
bles, and winding np witto tremen
dous plum puddings, and mince pies,
and pumpkin pies, and oh ! blessed
comfort of age ! a good cup of tea.
Hannah, sat at one end of the table
too happy to eat, and Sally, with a
beaming face, at the other.
Poor souls broken-hearted and tir
ed out, most of them they enjoyed
the day, and went back to their drea
ry home, already invited to dinner on
the next Thankagiving.
Now commenced happy days in the
little brown cottage. Old Sally, nice
ly dressed in flannels and warm me-
riuo dress was enthroned in the most
comfortable arm-chair the village af-
forded fnrfinted bv Mr. Anthony.)
in the warmest and sunniest corner of
the kitchen, while Hannah, more
nervous aud uneasy, was as comforta -
bly placed in a warm stuffed rocking
chair the other side of the open fire.
Lotty, installed maid of all work, and
happy as the day was long, went
around her dainty housework sing
ing snatches of her own native coun
try airs, and growing plump and
handsome every day.
The outer world was represented by
Lotty's twin brother Carlo Benini
shortened to Charley Ben by plain
Yankee tongues, that hadn't time, in
the driving business of life, to wres
tle with the quirks of Italian pronun
ciation. He had been left with Lotty
at the Poor-house ten years before,
when their mother came, asick stran
ger to the town, and died the next
day. But for two or three years he
had been separated from his sister,
and working for his board and
clothes.
Now, however, Hannah had invited
him to share their home, and his mas
ter was induced to pay him wages. So
his life was brightened with the rest.
It was a happy family, as I said,
and for genuine, heartfelt happiness
you must go to those who have reach
ed some quiet haven after long years
of buffeting the tempests of life.
I would prefer not to mention Han
nah's son's and wives. For the
credit of humanity I would rather not
tell how John's wife came to see her
the very da3 she heard the news, end
was "eo glad mother was going to have
the old Tiome ! It would seem so nat
ural to see her there, and little Beuny
would be so pleaped to come up and
see grandma end bring her some nuts
he had gathered himself."
And my cheeks burn with shame
for him, when I tell how George
whojhadu't a room, nor a corner at
his comfortable table for his heart
broken old mother in her days of
poverty came over In the evening,
and said how sorry he had alwayB
been that it was so, and oflered to send
her milk every'day, as they had more
than they could use, and also propos
ed to invest her money for her.
And I shudder to think of the les
sons of avarice taught those grand
children who oame up every day with
milk or butter, or a few fine apples,
for the grandma they had never heard
spoken of before.
And I blush for iriy sex when I tell
how William's wife came up and
pried around in the closets and every-
where, and
suggested
to "mother'
fchat she,d beUer bj cautioU3 aboufc m.
-Aif5nr fnr tMnn.v tn ftlifirw her.ninn
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Koo..Ca .cVia
might '.not, Jiavei
" - IP Am "W jtj
lady herself my heroine wlio re-
ceived all hese advauces with quiet
.... , . n,, n ,,;
dignitv, and who answered all this
, . , . npntoetMnn w?fh ihn rP-
UVtV.U UUU V. wbwWMW.a-a ....... .
mark that "she loved them because
they were her sons, and she had lield
them in her arms when they were
helpless babies, and mother-iove
could endure much ; aud she loved
. .
their children because thoy were
theirs; but her money what she had
was in Lawyer Anthony's hands,
and he would invest it for her ; and
rwhen she died it would be left to help
the destitute."
Let us turn from this humiliating
picture of human nature, the worst
thing about which ?is that it is true.
Pleasantly the years rolled by. Lot-
ty no longer Lotty Ben, but Carlot-
taTenini besides making the whole
house bright with her cheerful ways
all these years, went to school, and
grew into a sweet-tempererl, self-reliant
woman, tender-hearted to all the
poor, but tender beyond words to her
aged beuefactorand her old friend.
Carlo, her brother, advanced from
the very foundation to positions of
trust in business, accumulated means
to commence for himself, and in the
course of years married, and lives a
useful life in the village.
Gradually thY two old friends drift
ed nearer to the -rosy dawn of the
heavenly day, and gradually, out of
inn" nnH earnest talks at their 'fire-1
sides, grew a plan a plan to make
that cheerful nook in the world a per
fect home.
Lawyer Anthony wa called into
the council, and slowly the whole
thing took permanent form. The
place and the bonds, into which the
money had been turned which were
enough to make a comfortable living
for five or six persons able to help
themselves, and with economical New
England ways were left to Carlo and
Carlotta Benini, in trust for a speci
fied number of paupers, who were to
be selected by them from" the Poor
house; as fast as one died or became
self-supporting another filling the
place. Young people as well as old
were to constitute part of the num
ber, that there might always be some
one grown up in tne nouse to leave
in trust for the next generation and
carry out tho donors intentions.
Young people jrer'e to be" taught some
way of self-support, to give up their
place to others.
When this was all arranged to her
satisfaction, and when her old friend
Sallv had passed beyond the gates,
and her place had been filled by an
other broken-down, desolate creature,
Hannah seemed to feel that her work
was done.
Day after day s.he sai in her rock-
ing-chair. her lrttle table, with spec
tacles, and coarse-print Bible (which j
she had learned to value Eince the '
bitter Poor-house days) by her side,
always with a pleasant smile and a'
caeeriui wum w- ,. uuu , mujs
knitting soft, gray-colored mittene
T P- -- j J n.im nnnl A tt n 1 ..
j and tippets for the Poor-house chil-
J dren. Her fscegrew neavenly in its
peace auu icl, .iu u utcuai wutiii
1 and tender to all the world.
And at last her worn-out body was
found one evening in her favorite
place, the knitting in hand, the usual
smile on her lips, and a glorified look
on the face and Hannah was gone.
Carlotta never married, but lived to
a good old age, keeping the house
full, and carrying on to the day of
her death the work old Hannah left
in her hands, and leaving young,
well-trained hands, and willing
hearts, to follow in the same path.
Every year as specified in the will
a Thanksgiving dinner was given
to the inmates of the Poor-house, and
gradually the place came to be known
as "Thanksgiving Cottage."
OS THE CARS.
Hurrying to the city
In the crowded cai" --
Jumping, jolting, dodging.
Hacked by many ajar;
Looking out of the wimlw.
Seeking aught to please,
Finding doss more plenty.
Finding not your ease,
dlaacicg at the papers,
Taking In the news.
Some new wrought sensation m-
Sura to cure the bines.; ;
Talking to yor neighbor.
Sitting. by your side.
Trying herd to slumber,
Dosing as you ride.
Ovor lofty .bridges.
Flying tunnels through.
Shooting through the forest
What a great ado !
Running over cattle
Just by way of spice
Riding on the railway
Oh, It is so nice!
Whistles always' blowing
Till your deafened near.
Cinders from the smoke-stack .
Filling eyeand ear:
Bells forever ringing,
Out of tune and time.
Breaks forever'creaking
Isn't It saUme?
Dally undergoing
RUliagJon.the cars
To ami from the city.
Fills one's life with Jars;
Yet It hath its lesson.
With this brief refrain :
Life is but the passing
Of a railread train.
AfSENATOEIAL 3HLL."
OonUIIixt; and Clmntllex- How the
2Iicliisauder Paid Off an Old Score
3Ir. Howard, or Jllchisan, sends
Washlngton Correspondence of the Fitts-
'borggLeader.
i - sjsaF
tildo noUcarejtoisBy that Chandler
rdrinltojexcessjapie might-arrest me
Wfor crimin'Sl libeflbut I
think I may
Jventurowithj-impunity to th state-
. ment that he is not a strictly temper
, A. x ,4 ,.,.
, ance man anj that after dinnerhe in
,,:,. u' sVMm,iana
UliaC3 IU UCbULUU CAU&Ci CJ J 5i U4VH--
. friend reports me a sample of Chan-
dler's style as follows : Chandler loves
to boast of his strength. Uwn this
particular occasion ho raised his arm
over the table.
"See my muscle,', said he ; "I can
lick any man of my size anywhere, if
I am an old man ; that is because 3
am acieucd in the business. But I
wont liok a man unless he i3 a gen tie
man. Now, when a man. tells damlies
about me, my way is to go and liek
thim, if he is a gentleman. Now,
lookRtDou Pott (Piatt) ; he tells more
damlies about me. and I would liek
I him but Dun Pott is no gentleman.
George Townsend I was going to lick
once for telling damlies about me, and
LhuHted for nim over a week, but be
fore I found him I learned that he
was no gentleman, and so his hide
was saved."
Chaudler's great hobby is his skill
as a pugilist. Raeeoe Conkling is.afeo
a great boxer. He has a private gym
nasium in his re&ideuoa at Washing
ton, where, after dinner, he invites
sueh of his friends as are gymnastie
ally inclined for a friendly little bout
with the glovea. Conkling is a very
good amateur boxer, and as he is a
very large, powerful man, he general
ly has it his own way with the gueste
who are bold enough to put the gloves
on with him. For some time it was
an open dispute between Chandler
and Conkling which was the better
boxer of the two. Chandler woulrf.
after every dinner party of which he
was a member, calmlv "assert that be
could lick any man of his weight in
the United States. One day la3t win
ter Chandler dined' with Conkling,
and the latter inveigled the great war
Senator into the private gymnasium.
The gloves were donned, and the two
doughty champions began to make
graceful Senatorial passes toward one
another according to the most ap
proved rules of the P. R. The bout,!
however, was of very short duration.
Chandler suddenly received a blow
between the eyes, which caused the
huge Senatorial form to go over beck-
( ward : his rrostv lees failed him. riwlJ
then he sat down so hard that .tears
came out f his eye?. It took four
meu to get the war Senator on his lepsr
but he threw up the sponge at onee,
without any farther effort to punish
Conkling. The only remark he was)
heard to moke was, '"am strange !'
and "I'll fix him, yet!"
Conkling and Cltandler were much
together in-a social way, and it was
not long after the above occurrence
when Chandler received another in
vitation to come up to his house and
vitation to come up to his house andj
spread his lege under Conkling's so-1
cial board. Chandler sent baek word
that he regretted very .much his ia-(
XX 1 ! - frrv Vii-i Mri n wm r V V. .. t a.1 a -.L &-
ui. f"', " "e unu at
j house a gujfst, valued constituent
from Michh-an,
and he could sot
' leave him
"Bring your friend along. With
this form of invitation' Chandler con-
sen ted to comenp. He brought his
friend with him, and introduced him
a3 Mr. Howard, of Detroit, Michigan.
Howard was a sad-eyed man of diffi
dent manners, who contented himself
with paying a very close attention to
the theme3 of the bill of fare, rather
than to join in the general conversa
tion at the-dinner table. Conklingwas
in great glee during the dinner. He
told over and over again the story of
Chandler's discomfiture, and naer
seemed to tire of asking him what ha
thought about his ability to lick any
man in the United States. Chandler
took all these remarks in an absent
minded way, as if, suddenly, he had
been lifted above any such petty am
bition of considering himself a fine
athlete. After dinner, Conkling led
his guests into the gymnasium for a
general smoke and chat.
"Come," said he, pleasantly, to
Chandler, "don't you want another
bout with the gloves?" and then
Conkling laughed again in his most
cheerful, turkey-gohbler style, as ha
put on a pair of gloves.
"No, I don't want to box," said
'Chandler; "but perhaps my friend
here would consent to amuse you."
Turning to Mr. Howard, Chandler
remarked, "You box, do you not'?"
Mr. Howard still looked sad-eyed
.and absent-minded. He did once
-know something about it, but it was
such a long time ago.
"Come, come." said Conkling, 'le"f
us have a friendly bout. I won't hurt
you."
Evidently the great New York Sen
ator was going to knock eorife one
down. The sad-eyed Mr. Howard,
evidently flattered at the prospect of
being knooked down by so distin
guished a man,' began slowly to put
on a pair of gloves. As he wae draw
ing on the gloves Chandler was ob
served to walk down a little to the
background. A contented look-was
on his face, and every now and then
he' would raise his huge fright foot
under his voiumnfnous eoai-Utrf, and
give himself a congratulatory kick,
expressive of rapture.
The sad-eyed man. now came for
ward, and the round began. Conk
ling was for proceeding at once to
knock his opponent down, and ho
would have done so had he not found
great difficulty in getting anywhere
near the sad-eyed man. The affair
culminated by the sad-eyed man sud
denly rushing forward and lauding a
thunderbolt of a fist between Conk
iing's eyes. The Senator went over
like a great tree, and rolled int the
corner of tbe room, where hajkiy fov
a moment stunned b$ the eoaotiseion.
He was heard to say afterward that ho
thought a house had fallen on him-'.
Conkling had enough of boxing for
onee. Chandler madejseveral pleas
ant little remarks about the skill of
his frind,Coukling. which were not
received in the most eheerful way.
Judge of Conkling's feelings tbe next
day when he learned that Chandler
had played a joke upon him by giving
Mr. Howard $100 to eorae up and
bounce Conkling. Tbe Mr. Howard,
of Detroit, Michigan, was aoae ether
than tits notorious pugilist, Jem Mace.
A Strange Bream KKiflllod.
Rev. L. W. Lewis, In hie Brainis-
l cenoas of the War, pu Wished in -tho
Texas Chrhtta Advocate, relates tbe
annexed remarkable instance a liter
ally true. The battle referred to was
that of Prafrie Grove, la Northwest
Arkansas, ftiHrih Deflaer7, 1S0:
A curious "AiltillnaeBtel a dream oc
curred at tbe battle under nw own
eyes. A man by tbe name of Joe
Williams had told a dream te Bany
of his feltow soldiers, some of whom
had related it to rae months previous
to the ocesrreu.ee whieh I newsetate :
He d reamed 4hat we eressadjirHver,
searched oner Rottiin, and camp
ed near & church located in a wood,
sear which a terrible battle ensetd,
a.nd in a charge, joet as we eroceed the
ravine, he wm shot lo the breast. On
ttbe memeraWe ?tbrf December, 1S62,
as we moved at ttoufcte ejee tie take
our place ia the fa ef batbkv tnen
already hotly engaged, we pes-ed
f Prairie Grove Cfcarefe, a small frame
buiklmg, bekmgfsg to .the Ctonber-
land Presbyterians I we rkMrae; in
flank of the oornmaeid, ami eppeeite
to Wirttams, s we ceme I view of
the house.
"This is. tbe church., Oaanel. I sew
in my dream," eaid he.
I made no reply, and never .febewght
of the nwtUer nsata until In the even
ing. Wa bad breken tbe eemy's
line, pwl were in fell patisalfc tjhen
we came upon a dry ravine ia the
wood, and Williams sail?-:
"Just on the other side of thyft hol
low I wag sltot in my dream, aad I
will siiek my bat under my akfarC
SuitMg Ute action to ta word, &3
he ran aloae he doubled it jand
cram lived it iu big bosom. Beaecely
hail beadee4ad Ji before, a miaie ball
knooked hKtn oat of line. Jeesping
up quiekly he pviled at His hat,
waved it ever toia hood ajd sboated :
"I'm all right!"
Tbe ball raised a black snot about
the size of -a saan's hand jest over his
beast, end dropped into his shoe.
At a dineer party recently, benator
Nye putbte sew silk tile osjavtessly
poa the sefa. A few mrnutee after
Gen. Butler sat down neon and
craehed the hat fearfeHy. "Dr- it."
roared Nye, "I eeold heme told) you it
wonle-n'tftt before yoa tried item."
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