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PHI TAP CUOTHEU School Superintendent
i8lIN.POnX,MAN' I Commissioners
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Cit7 Officers.
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POUNCI-MEN.
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SOCIAL. DIRECTORY.
Chnrclios.
at VWR. m.. and 7-tw p. vnir ;?i
', . i. Prayer Meetlns Thursday evening.
H. P. Wilson. Pastor.
rcl, v, erlnn 0'...rch.-Pervlce each Sal.hath
at 1KM . m.. and 7:4'. n.rn. SnbMth Pchoolanor
mornlnrviees. Prayer MH"$
evenings at imociuci. t... -
CIii-W'i Cliar -h.-Servlcrs ww Stindav. a
lftTO a. m. ind 7:in n. m. Sunday School at p m
Rkv JIattiikwTTesry. Missionary In charge-
IHr. JMf.afcnnt-r,i,iiJ.prlnn.l r,rc,!',I,',,:,pJaS;r
Church four miles nulli-uetorRrotiivlue. er
vices first Kanbalh In each month. B. J. J"-N
box. Pastor.
Clirl-t Jn n f, ., rrh.-R. A.Hawler .Elder .rijj-lntr--PrvSmvl-ivft
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evonine. ElderChas llowe preaches the secona
Sunday in every month.
Cnt.olir.-Sorvlcs every 4th ?""',v "L.,Ty
month, at 10 o'cloch a. m. Father Cummwo.
Priest.
'Schools.
Brrnvillo Union r,ifrTntt,1,'sVlstnnt
Valla"- Principal: Mws Alice III". Asms iniu
IHeh Srho-.l: MKs T. Tucker '7ncy,R1,
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En.mi Clark. 3d Prlmarv ; MKs Anna . MJ
Donald and Miss Emma J. Mor;an, lst.Frtmarj.
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noon. Miss 'Jrace Me 7rJ- l" ' :
Jlackor.Sec: Mr. I.S.MjnlcW, Snpt.
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of each "" " iSS.'rhwtS Sin aifl social
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Urnwnrlllr r,7""-oro"n month. A.R.
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Furnis. E.C: A. W.XIckell.Rec.
VC. "Meets a Masonic TIaM on thennii Jlon
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Secretarv.
Adah Chapter No.'i.-Orderot the EsjernStar.
SiVlmwi'n third Monday in each month.
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Secre.nrv: J. M. TrawhrHff. Tr"s"r,erTnhMa"
Rers-11. O. Minlck. S. ivlmn. F. 1.. Johnson,
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T. ROGERS.
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M. BAILEY,
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JtROWyVlLLE, NEBRASKA.
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la handle your stock.
Office 31 Main street, Hoadley building.
FRANZ HEIFER,
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est medicine ever made Five drops cover a sur
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ty cents' worth has cured Crick In the Back, and
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Bloody Dysentery One teaspoonful cures Colic In
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or Inflamed Breast. For Bruises. If applied ollen
and bound u. there is never the slightest discolor
ation to the skin. It stops the pain of a burn as
soon asanmied. and is a positive cure for Chilblains.
Frosted Teet, Boils. Warts, Corns and wounds of
every description on man or beast. Price. 50 cents
andl. Trial size. Hcents. FOSTER.MILBUHN
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Handler. Frank E. Johnson, Luther Hoadley
Win. Ffalsher.
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CHRISTOPHER ORINGER.
A Christmas Story of a Miser and
His Turkey.
BY MARGARET G. H. REYNOLDS.
Christopher wad a raiser.
We all know what thattmeans, for
this little planet of ours is prodigal of
the auitnal.
He had the identical! tight lips you
would expect to see on a man of his
type. His m ee was generous only in
size, -for speculation and hard bar
gaining were writtanjall over it. His
small, greedy eves were always steal
ing side looks, as if on tbe alert for
unwary game.
In a mean little shanty, standing
bare and cheerless on one of-tbe
bleak heights of the town, he lived
quite alone, with no companion but
bis money and his thoughts. He had
never married, being possessed of a
mortal dread of matrimonial expen
ses; his days were invariably passed
in cheating whom he could, and plan
ning how, by "hook or crook," to in
crease his gains; his evenings in
counting the costs and gloating over
hia possessions, and his nights in
dreaming that he was robbed or the
bank had failed. No oue of his ac
quaintances ever attempted to ask
Cringer for a peuny; they would as
soon think of scaling the moou as
overcoming his shrunken hearted av
arice. Strangers might innocently
alight on him with a oharitable sub
scription list, and Cringer, bound not
to lose the opportuuityj of saj'ing a
good thing for himself, would declare,
with the look of a martyr, that he
had half the poor of the neighbor
hood on his bauds, not to mention
the small fortunes customarily paid in
at the church gatherings, whereupon
the stranger in question would take
his leave, scrupulously refraining
from pressing such a charitable soul.
it was coming panic time; never
were there promises of a harder win
ter. The poor went about thej street
with scared faces, and the rich held
fast to their income, and tried to make
it do double service.
Stowed away in a miserable attio
lived one of Cringer's teanants, a poor
widow, with only one child. Her
hands were worn thin from the wash
board, and her form, once, no doubt,
robust and well-shoped, now emacia
ted, droopiug, und covered wlthscant
rags.
".Poor creature! hers is a bitter lot,"
sighed tbe neighbors aa Bhe passed.
"May the good God look to her
needs."
Cringer was this woman's brother,
and she his only J living relative.
Nevertheless, if she failed in prompt
ly paying her rent no mors mercy was
likely to be shown her than to any
other of the struggling tenants. So
the sad time catne4when she began to
tremble for couseqnences. There was
no use iu looking around the room
for anything to sell. Not a bit. A
pittance would buy the bed of straw,
the broken etool, and the one cup and
saucer. As for lampB or oil, those
were tbe luxuries of the sweet long
ago.
"Come, Wilhelm," she half wailed,
pinning a blanket fragment over tbe
child's shoulders, and lifting him in
her arms; "we'll go to Cringer;
there's nothing else to'be done; and,
after I tell him how it is, if he wants
to turn us out to die in the snow,
why, let him ;" adding in an under
tone, "I don't knowbut. ltwould be
as well, after all."
Down wentjher famished form, step
after step, descending feebly the dark ,
narrow btalrs, tbe little hungry child
clinging frail and wild to her neck.
Cringer was just sitting down to
bis gruel when the rap sounded on
the door, and echoed with startling
clearness through the eilent house.
"Save the mark !" said he, "this
may be some forward beggars want
ing something to eat, which, thanks
to my good sense, II have no notion of
obliging them with," and scowling
his brows together Ihe 'strode down
the stairs and opened the door with
an angry jerk.
When he sawghis sisterand the
pinched-visaged little child crouched
shivering on the threshold his jaw
Ml, and threatenednever to take its
proper shape agaiu, for he half guess
ed the cause ofher visit.
"Well!" he said, in a voice like
crackling thorns, "what'a the matter
now?"
"I can't walk'another step.'Christo
pher," panted the. freezing sister,
"you'll haveitolhelp.raelup stairs. I
walked the way2against the cutting
wind; I abooldn'tjiwonder'if I were
going to die," and herjteeth chattered
dolefullyjas she .looked despairingly
arouudjher and triedjto'rise.
"If she dies," thought he, "there'll
be the funeral expenses to pay ; of
course, for appearance sake, if noth
ing else, I'd have to undergo cost of
burial." "Well, get up!" he bawled,
"why don't youfget up 7'
"Christopher,you must carry Wil
helm ; I'm all kind of numb and fee
ble," she said. vwith a half moan,
firmly believing she hadn't another
ten minutes to live. On hear
ing this, Cringer, after delivering a
small rolley of grumbling epithets,
and consigning the child to foreign
regions, hoisted it under his arm,
meal-bag fashion, and proceeded to
push its mother on before him, with
a grip that made her beseech of him
to be geutle.
Tbe heat of the room wasn't much
to boast of, but it revived the mother
and child, while Cringer, seemingly
utterly indifferent to their presence,
sat in dogged silence, his hands over
the grate, which contained a few
coals, carefully surrounded with ash
es to prolong their life.
Tbe olock ticked Ionesomely
through the oheerlesa room, and tbe
gnarled branches of a tree, that seem
ed to straggle.over the dismal roof in
Bheer pity, tapped peremptorily on
the frosty panes.
Cringer looked up startled, aud met
Gretchen'B joyless eyes.
"I can't pay my rent, Christopher,"
Bhe said at last. "So I've come to tell
you that it isn't my fault. I've trav
eled a many weary jouoney, my broth
er, in search of work, but always, al
ways in vain ;" and-ber low voice fal
tered, and a con vulsive.sob stifled fur
ther utterance.
"There, now, If you're going to
bawl," roared tbe affectionate broth
er, "I want to see no more of you ; if
there is anything I hate more than
another, it is to see a woman make a
cry-baby of herself. It 'pears mighty
Btrange that other folks find enough
to do; look at the tenant on the same
flat with yourself. Slie pays her rent
up fair and square; how is it that she
gets along and you can't?"
"She is more fortunate than I am,
Christopher, that's all," said Gretch
eu, rising, the hot tears falling on her
thin rags, and now and then making
wet, starry spots on the misor's floor.
"I thought I would come and tell you
auy how, that you might know it
wasn't my fault. Gocd-by." Aud,
drawing her thin shawl about ber,
she took her child once more in ber
arms, and, eager to escape from a
place which held no welcome for her,
Blowly, sadly moved toward the door.
"You're sure," said Cringer, fol
lowing her to the threshold with a
sudden fear that after all 6he might
die and put him to expense. "You're
sure you are all right, eh? That Is,
you don't feel particularly sick or
anything of that sort?"
The sister paused iu wonder at this
anxiety manifested for her health.
Neglected as she had been, it sounded
like sweet music to her to be ques
tioned with such apparent solicitude.
Nevertheless when she looked at her
brother's hard face there was some
thing there, which took the value
from his words, and caused ber to
say, although her limbs were bending
beneath her with weakness and her
heart seemed icy and Luratingj:
"I am quite well, Christopher, or
soon will be."
"Well, I won't preBs you for the
rent at present, but of course you
must expect to pay JtjBoon'a you can,
to help me along with my taxes;
good-by; good-by,t' ye, Gretchen,"
and he closed the door, upon her with
a smile that frightened her, and
peeped after iief through tbe win
dows, and watched the snow fall
about her aud her, child until they
disappeared from sight, and then ran
his hand nervously through his wiry
hair and shambled back to his gruel.
Somohow, as night fell, her large
dark eyes, wild with the hollowness
of hunger, haunted him, and the lit
tle Bpent;Wilhelm8 wail Beemed to fill
the lonely room. He rose from his
chair aud shook his shoulders and
paoed the orumbling, jagged apart
ments restlessly. A long, dark ma
hogany cupboard atood in one corner,
and by way of escaping from his
present guilty state of mind he un
locked it, andTHfting from its shelf a
Btlngy-looking vial raised it to hie
mouth, and took from thence a
draughl of brandy.
"Ah!" he said, as he smacked his
lips and laid it down, "that warms
me! that rejoices me? but I mustn't
grow fond of it; oh, no," shaking
his head, "no, no, it.'costs money."
He was about to close the cupboard
again, when his eye, kindling with
savory reminiscences, rested ou some
thing. It was the skeleton of a leath
ery old gobbler that had followed him
for years, and which, when too aged
to walk, he had killed and made a
meal of, with a view of lightening
bis butcher bill. He lifted it now be
tween his fingers, and, after carefully
examining It to see there wbb nothing
left to pick, threw it on the hearth,
determined when morning came it
should help light the fire. Then he
locked his cupboard, put the key
carefully under bis pillow, and sat
down before the grate to think of his
money, and how much ha was out by
hi9 sister's unpaid rent bill. Then he
began to wonder if she had got home
safe, adding aloud, "I've done my
share in not pressing her for the rent;
she's lucky not to be out on the Blde
walk to-night instead of under a
warm roof. Yes, it stands to reason,
it must be warm; warmer at any rate
than outdoors would be, even if she
hasn't a fire; well, if she hasn't,
that's her look-out I don't see why
I bother myself thinking over it. If
I never existed she would have to get
along without me, I suppose."
In thiB strain he continued for some
time for the purpose of easing hi9
conscience, which never before seem
ed to start up and approach him as
now, when suddenly the air around
him appeared to thicken to a black
mass, and rising in the midst stood the
gobbler, Btretchlng Its long skeleton
neck, over which a thin life-like Bkin
drew itself until It covered the whole
body.
Cringer started and shivered as if
something cold had been poured
down hia back, especially when the
gobbler began to bristle with pin
feathers that shone like sharp nee
dles of fire and stalked toward him,
.flames spouting from hia big round
leyea.
"You know me, Cringer!" it said,
In a tone that would, admit of no de
nial. "I have the honor, indeed," said
Cringer, thinking it best to be polite,
wbereupoh be bowed meekly and
rubbed his hands with a ghost of a
smile, as he edged stealthily away,
with one eye on the door and the oth
er on his visitor.
"That's no go, Cringer; come back
and sit just where I found you," said
the gobbler.
'Oh, certainly, by all means,"
trembled poor Christopher, still
backing toward tbe.dooy-with; a sua
cession
)n of respeotf-l bowsthatthreat
toStamblCSlffi!wonW be
ened
happy bJygpr.company Indeed, were
Jt notJ'hatCbusiness calls me else
wherebnB'iness of great importance,
upon honor."
At which overture tbe gobbler pour
ed fourth a wild, ridiculous laugh
that caused Cringer to leap in the air
with terror and Bent mocking eohoes
resounding through every corner of
the thin old shanty, adding, "What's
the business? The poor, I Buppose?
Maybeou're going to will them your
gruel. Come, old fellow, get on my
back!"
"Your back!" bawled tbe miser,'
"I I thjak I'll do very well where I
am." Jm
At Is juncture his barnyard friend
took athreatening stride toward him,
and bristled all over in a way that
made poor Cringer shake in his shoes,
"la not my back a fine one? I
think (here the gobbler rubbed his
toe slightly up the side of his nose), I
thlnk,lf my memory serves me, there
was a time when you liked my back
very well, eh, boy?'
"Your Honor," faltered the miser,
thinking to flatter his old friend by
high titles, "your Honor'II admityou
were pretty well advanced In years,
and likely to die soon. I didn't eat
you out of ill-will or anything of that
kind, I'll take my oath on't. Of course
'' and. here he experienced a sudden
tjuauu Ul ti.o iii.jun. X uujjct ui
course, sir, you're not making that
out as a reckoning against me ?"
"There'B reckonings enough made
out against you," the gobbler Bald,
significantly. "Ask me no more
questions, but do as I bid you. Get
on ray back."
Cringer was quite certain now that,
to use his own expression, " 'twas all
up with him."
Believing in the all-powerful agen
cy of money, and that even tbeBpirit
of crtJeftiucf gobbler could be Influ
enced by it, he 6ank on his knees,
overcome by the extremity of liiB feel
ings, and besought his visitor to take
a shilling and call it square, but the
latter, before Cringer could recover
his breath, straightened up, and, with
a fierce plunge, mounted the distract
ed miser on his back, which, instead
of being warm, db it appeared, was
ominously cool, and flew with him
through the roof, and up into the
clouds, from which sleet and snow
were thickly falling.
"Well," said the gobbler,? taking
breath and. balancing himself in the
air, "bow do you feel. Crineer?"
"Oh, what an uncharitable ques
tion !" gasped Christopher, convuls
ed in voice aud limb with cold.
"Then you wouldn't like to be
without a fire, eh!" and the gobbler
lifted his foot and gave Cringer's
whisker an insulting pull. It had
frozen all around his mouth into
.,lrv, nf !. llmU liT Lnnn nf
bristling icicles.
"Of course I don't like the cold,"
whined the miser, getting as angry
as he dared ; "don't you see the state
I am In ? Is all this torture because
I eat you, 'cording to tbe custom of
my country?"
Here he began to tremble with such
violent chills that his cocked hat and
blouse flew off, until quite shelterless
he stood in the blast, and then, seized
with new wonder, exclaimed :
"It strikes me your Eminence bears
this cold quite stoically 1"
"Ob, I don't feel it," said the gob
bler, with a complacent look of com
fort that caused the raiser a pang of
envy; "'I never wilfully made any
one cold when I lived In your world,
you know; that's why!"
"Indeed," said Cringer, with as
thougb-tful a look as hia shivering
visage could command, "that is tome
a new idea;" but, his meditations
were soon broken in upon by a sud
den flight of the gobbler's, who
plunged him through the elements,
circled over a range of buildings, and,
like a flash, flew down a chimney,
through which neither smoke nor
heat was emitting. Alighting in the
fireplace, he bid Cringer peep through
the crack of the flreboard.
"I can't," said Cringer; "everyone
of my whiskers are turned into
stioks of Ice."
"Obey!" reiterated the gobbler, In
tones that made Cringer tremble in
spite of himself.
"Whose house do you see?"
"Mine, sure enough !" gasped
Cringer, growing interested ; "my
tenant block, as I'm alive."
"Listen awhile, and tell me what
you see?"
Cringer pressed his face eo close to
the fireboard that his sharp nose pro
truded through tbe crack, and he had
hard work to pull it back again with
out losing Its top.
Circuling around a cold hearth were
a poor woman and three little chil
dren, her husband half reclining
some distance apart on a meager pal
let of straw, his cheek, pale and ema
ciated, resting on hisband and a look
of suffering In his Neya that would
touoh the hardest heart,
"They are every bit aa cold as you,
Cringer," said the gobbler, drawing
bis formidable bill uncomfortably
near Christopher's nose, as if dying
for a peck at it.
"Not quite, your Honor," was the
mock apology. "There's no icicles
hangibg from them."-
"They're cold for all that," said his
companion, irately.
"As you please, my Lord," accom
panied with protestetiqns of obedi
ence to whatever opinion his gobbler
ship might think proper to venture.
"Listen to what they say," was the
next command, delivered with ter-
rlbleerephaal3ljandithI8a8lWbatfllrS,
jgerbeard.
"It is a gloomy prospect for ub, Mar
cel," the wife exclaimed in a trem
bling voice. "I expect every min
ute to Bee Cringer after hiBrent; 'tis
due to-day, you know."
YeB, I know," said the husband,
dreamily.
"He has no heart, you know, even
for his own poor sister," she went on;
"but, oh, freezing and starving here
as we are, I would still choose our lot
before his ; no one to love him in life,
no one to mourn him in death no
one to find it possible to speak a word
in his praise; tbe poor trembling at
Bound of his step, and rejoicing at hi
departure; the very dogs of thestreet
are shy of him, who has no word of
kindness, or no gentle act for either
man or beast."
" 'Tis sufficient that God seea all.
dear," the husband said, taking one
of his little children's iiande between
his and trying to rub some heat in
to It.
"Riddle me thia, pa," said the little
one, cheered by the warmth infused
into her puny palm. "What Ib It,
come whether at night or morning, i9
sure to oorae with a greedy warning?"
"Cringer!" shouted the children,
clapping their bands and dancing
around, "that's Cringer!" "Now,
listen to me, pa," Baid another; "who
is it that, let him come nlglitor day,
every one's glad when he goes away?"
"Cringer!" shouted the children
again, in clamorous chorus. "Cringer!
Oho, Cringer, of course!"
"My turn next," cried another.
"Who is it that, when at last he'll
die, will make for the worms a stiugy
pie?"
"Cringer;! Cringer! Although if I
were a worm" said one, "I think he'd
taste awful bitter to me, 'cause that's
how he looks."
"Ye9, and he'll have nothing to
comfort him, anyway, for his spirit
will have found out by that time that
'tis hard to go to heaven without a
pass."
"Well, who Is to blame but him
self?" eald the oldest, "he's been
making the bolts all his life to bar
himself out; 'twould be fuuny enough
if a raiBer should be let into heaven
among all the angels and all the good
saints who have labored eo hard iu
thia world to get inalde the gates of a
better."
"Children," said the father, "it is
your duty to speak well of the foolish
old man."
TI1I9 remark created a general out
burst of laughter.
"Speak well of Cringer!' they all
cried in a breath. "Why pa, we
couldn't do that unless we made
something up ; and Immediately they
cuddled closer together, and Cringer
could see they were still having a de
lightful time comparing'notes as to
who could make tbe best rhyme over
him.
.In the midst of it all their mother
wasfoldIng a thin ehawl about her,
andviafter.rubbing her blue hands to
gether, took from its place on the
mantel a small mirror, and, hiding it
under her arm, half whispered, "Oh,
provident God, grant I may be en
abled to sell this ; for he dies before
my eyes in need of medicine, and my
little ones, poor things, famishing!
famishing!' Then she hurried away
on her errand, the wind flapping her
scant rags about her and cutting ber
limbs with its sharp edge.
"You could prevent that, Cringer,'
said the gobbler, flying with him still
further up the ohimuey, and bidding
him to look once more through the
fireboard.
"What d'y see now ?' he asked.
Cringer, with falling jaw, shook
from head to foot.
"Whatd'yesee?' screamed thegob
bler, fiercely ; "answer me.'
"Death!' gasped Christopher; "she
is dead, and little Wilhelm cold and
stiff beside her !'
"Who is dead?' demanded his stern
companion.
"My sister; ah! poor Gretohen !'
and a hot tear melted the frostfrom
his eyes as he gazed.
"Your own flesh and blood, Cring
er;lhat'8 pretty hard, eh ?' and up
chimney again swooped the gobbler
into the shrill blase; but, Bomehow,
although he suffered as before, Cring
er felt he deserved it, and kept his
mouth closed on complaint, when
sudddenly his companion shook him
off his back, and he found himself
tumbling through 6pace, flinging out
his arms with terror-stricken yella,
and trying in vain to catch at some
thing for support, while continually
before hie eyes floated a beautiful va
por, which gradually developed into
a figure with drooping, sorrowful
head, and sweet, mournful eyes. Soft
ly it raised its shining-finger and
pointed to a blank scroll and idle
quill, over which it seemed to preside.
"Soon,' it said with a glance of re
proach that pierced the miser's heart,
"T nm f!hnritv Throntrh vour whole
1 life you have not placed it in my pow-1
er to write on yonder scroll one-act to
reooramend you, and yet I only await
your command.'
At that moment a loud crash, re
sounded through the shanty, and
Cringer f.uud himself in the narrow
Iimita of the coal-box at the hearth,
his legs in the air, and his head buried
in ashes, into which rather undesira
ble position be had fallen from his
time-honored high-backed arm-chair.
Scrambling to his feet he glared
around.
There lay the Bkeleton of the old
gobbler where be had pitched it, and
there, sure enough, he wasunder.hisi
fsssmt '-"" " "
"Then It was only a dream after
all,' he faltered, In a voice that could
scarcely control a whisper. "Sure
enough it was only a dream,' he ad
ded, shambling over to the window
and looking out. "Yes; there's the
snoivand the sky and the oJ,d well and
henroost.'
Suddenly he'staggered back, catch
ing at the old arm-chair for support.
"What if It should be so after all!'
he gasped, "and she dead, and tbe lit
tle one stiff and cold beside her, und
I, wretched man, the cause of it!'
Snatching his cocked hat and Blip
ping himself into a great ahaggy coat,
he rushed precipitately from the
houBe, aud those who knew his slow,
calculating step paused in wonder to
look after him as he hurried breath
lessly on his way.
Gretchen had managed to gather, a
few cinders from a neighboring ash
barrel, and was hopefully trying to
make them glow on the hearth over
which little Wilhelm crouched, when
Cringer softly opened the door and
stood iu their midst.
The sister, on seeing him, gave a
desolate shriek, and ran toward him
with outstretched, gesticulating areas,
crying :
"Don't speak! Don't speak! Don't
tell me you have changed your mind
and are going to deprive us of hhelter.
Oh, Cnristopher !' and she flung her
self on her knees at his feet, choked
with tears and sobs. "Am I not your
own ster? Think of our mother
looking down from heaven ou tun
aotf thiuk of her, if you never have
before since her death ! For her sake !
for her sake! Look at the cold
winds, how they whistle and moan !
Oh, Father of Mercy!' and she
caught her spent hands abovo her
head, and turned bur imploring eyes
to heaven, "soften his heart!' Then,
running in wild distraction to the
hearth, she caught Wilhelm In her
arms and, holding him under the eyes
of Cringer, continued, in the incohe
rence of agitation : "Why should he
suffer? Oh, Christopher, let his in
nocence plead for him; drive me
forth, if you will, but give my poor
babe a resting place !'
Her voice faltered, her face became
deadly pale; long-continued suffer
ing here had its climax. She Bank
into a swoon helpless, despairing
and literally stricken with woe.
And Crinker, who all this time iiad
stood before her lu a state bordering
on stupefaction, on seeing the terror
his very presence oreated, caught her
up in his arms, crying out with heart
breaking pathos:
"Ah! pooriater, am I then too
late?'
It was many weeks before Gretch
en again'awoke to consciousness. But
when she did at last recover, it was
to find herself surrounded with every
luxury, and to meet in Christopher a
tender-hearted protector, who not
only proved a Lord Bountiful to her
self and Wilhelm, but to every one of
bis poor tenants.
"A miracle! A charming miracle,
surely !' everybody said ; and Cringer
looked on and enjoyed the commo
tion. One by one tbe grins of avarice dis
appeared from his face. His neigh
bors hailed his genial smile with
welcome, and, instead of 'Old
Cringer, he was called,
with avowed respect, "Mr.
Cringer.' Hiashouiderd straightened
up as If they had got rid of a disagree
able load ; hia form grew buoyant and
young. Hii heart, no longer crude
and cold, reflected its love and chari
ty in his own candid, happy eyes;
and evening after evening, as he sat
by bis sister's side in the home of
comfort he had provided for her and
her child, aud looked on the joy and
contentment in their faces, he had
reason to hope tbat the Angel of Char
ity no longer mourned over her blank
scroll, but was filling him out a pass
port for a better world.
Louisiana's election took place yes
terday and resulted in increased Dem
ocratic gains. Republicans North
will begin to mistrust after a while
the reports of a disruption iu the Sol
id South. TheSouth ia solid in its de
termination to restrict liberty of
speech and of the ballot. They have
Intimidated the negroes from voting
against the bull-dozers' wishes, and
now announce with much gU9to that
"many negroes voted the Democrat
ic ticket." The simple fact remains
tbat in spite of Independent move
ments aud open letters from promi
nent Southern leaders, the South is
just as solid to-day as it was three
years ago. Any attempt at outvoting
the rebel brigadiers ou their own 6oil
is entirely uselesa. What remalus
for the Republican party to accom
plish is to see to it that Democratic
attempts to bring sectional methods
of political oppression into national
affairs shall not be permitted to carry.
Omaha Bco.
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A StraugeKoinauct
Tbaf'truthisstrangertban fiction"
is once more amply exemplified by tbe
following curious narrative, which
reaches the jYafone from its corres
pondent at Lucca: "Some years ago
a native of Casamagglore emigrated
to America, leaving behind him fjhia
wife and two children. Shortly after
his arrival in tbe states, where ha
promptly found lucretive eraploy
meut, he sent 100 lire to the prie&t of
his native place to be by him con
veyed to his family. A few montha.
tlater-Uhls'remittancewaa followed by
a second of 1.000 lire'; aud at subse
quent periods other sums were for
warded In the eame manner to the
total amount of 25,000 lire, pr 1,000.
The prie9t, however, to whomjall thia
was transmitted, put it in his own
pocket. One day, having coma to
the conclusion that he bad derived
sufficient profit from his agency, he
sent for the woman and informed
her, with many consolatary reflect
ions, that her husband was dead.
About the same time he wrote to tho
emigrant, Setating that the latter'a
wife and childreu had succumed to
an epidemio whioh had all but depop
ulated Casamaggiore, and inclosed in
this letter an official certificate, of
their death aud burial. It appears
that after a while the emigrant, be
lieving himself to be a widower mar
ried again. He prospered in, busi
ness, became a wealthy man, and a
few mouths ago determined to revisit
the place of his birth. In due time
he arrived with his second wife and
family at Casamaggoire, where ho
took up his quarters in tha principal
iun. Strolling out to look up some
of his acquaintances, a little beggar
boy followed him, importuning him
for alms. Something In the child's
appearance arretted; his attention.
He asked the boy his name, and
found his own son. Further inqui
ry aoon elicited the act that hia wife
and two children were living, but In
the most abject poverty and distress.
The reverend embezzler, when con
fronted with hU vlntims, offered to
refund the twenty-five thousand lire,
but the affair had come to the knowl
edge of the police authorities, who re
fused to permit any compromise, and
arrested the holy man, agalust whom
proceedings have been taken by tho
state. Meanwhile, his unfortuaato
exparishioner finds himself saddled
with two living wives aud families,
between whose claims upon his affec
tion and Bupport Ithere fc, equitably
speaking, nothing .tr coo3e either
way." London Te7cgr9f&.
Sweet Things.
Tho Interest which has, within the
last few years, been awakened in tho
cultivation of the sorghumjeane will
doubtless receive a new impulse from
the proceedings of the Cane Growers'
Convention, whlcb;ha9 just finished
its session in St. Louis. Tho reports
from various localities where experi
ments have been made were so startl
ing in the figures which they pre
sented that our farmers will do well
to study a few of the facta in relation
to the growth and present condition
of the industry.
The sorghum cane was introduced
into the United States in 185G. Ow
ing to a lack of knowledge of the
proper process necessary to produce
sugar, little besides molassea was ex
tracted from the stalk prior to 1876.
In 1870, 6,750.000 gallons of syrup
were produced and in 1870 more than
17,000.000 gallons, of which 10.000,000
gallons were manufactured iu the
Stateeof Indiana, Ohio, Illinois, Ken
tucky aud Missouri. Within the last
few years, only, attention has been di
rected to the eacchariue qualities of
tbe syrup, and a most excellent arti
cle of sugar has resulted from the op
erations of a number of cane-growers.
One establishment last year at
Crystal Lake, Illinois, has made 45,
000 pounds of fine 6ugar marketable
at a price equal to that of the best gol
den cane. The great jtrouble under
which tbe cane-growera labor is the
Inadequate knowledge possessed by
the manufacturers of the beat pro
cesses for crystalizing the sugar. Tho
convention called upon Congress to
make an appropriation to establish
schools of instruction in the growing
of thejeane and the manufacture of
the sugar. The soil and climate of
Nebraska are well adapted to sorghum
caue culture, and it is hoped some
enterprising farmers will follow tho
example of the Minnesota, Wisconsin
and Illinois farmers, who have made
the sorghum cane a profitable article
of production. A sorghum sugar fac
tory Iu Omaha would doubtless stim
ulate sorghum cane culture. No
branch of Industry will, In our opin
ion, promise better returns on the cap
ital invested. Bee.
"Pity He Drinks!"
It ia a customary thing among a
certain class of noodles, whenever
they see some worthless fellow going
to tho dogs from driuk, to say
"What a pity he drinks! If he would
ouly leave whisky aloue he would be
a great man !'
Now this 13 simply rubbish! Many
a fool has got a reputation for genluH
by becoming a drunkard, who, if he
remained sober, would be recognized
for what he is a mau of as little men
tal power as moral restraint.
The safest and surest measure of in
tellectuality is the power it irivbs to
I tbe mau of brains to govern himself
and control his papsions. He tbat
give a loose rein to his passions and
follows his appetites to degradation,
gives the best possible evidence of a
1 weak and feeble brain.
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