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. Wji'urn .EH ABJKERTISER THE ADVERTISER B. W . r AIEEfcOTHEB, T. C. HACKEE. FAIR BROTHER & HACKER, Publisher (tad Proprietors. e.-W.FAISBBOTHM. T.C.HACXX. FAIRBRflLTHER-AHAGajBR. Publishers &FreprltarB. ' i r - j . Published Every Thursday Morning AT BB.OWXVILI.K, NEBRASKA. ADVERTISING RATB? One Inch, one y"-, , ,.. lift 6 loo 58 Each sncceedinfflnclj. pr year. One inch, per months.. . TER3IS, IX ADVANCE One copy, oncyear "" Oae copy, six mouths.. .--. - Eca additional lach-.-pennohtb: Xecaladv&Tttnnpntntttlpal rifpitnn.r,. lOlinesorNonparejhorlevOfirstiosertlon ti 00' eachsubseqnentlnsertlon.SOc, SSf All transleniadvertlsementsmngt be paid forln advance. - One copy, three months t.S- yo paper sent from theofiiceqBtnpMdtcT. ESTABLISHED 1856. Oldest Paper 1b tko State BRCWNVILLE, NEBRASKA, THURSDAY, FEBRUARY .19 1880. VOL. 24 NO. 33. ItE.VDIXGMATTER oneterypage OFFICIAL PAPER OFTHECOUST? lit t " ttHBB v - MTMB .... ?rjt. I . a. . i -nl si i sv. a . . m r . x. t . . .. fi-i I7ii'iv iiuir vi m in ii iiMiiy r mE Wwm 4i2ill ill w Ml 4 S2 00 V J V V V 100 -i.,. n i - 50 - . ,. : . Y x ) OFFICIAL DIRECTORY. District Officers. B.B.rorvn 3. C. WATSON Jndze, J)ltrict Attorney Distrlct Clerk. WILLI Ait H. nOOVEU. Ceuiitv Officers. vC c-rnT.r. -r-Conniyjn"? Jtj'i ' "r W SAVLCOLBKHTSON An.niwiw J.M. KtT.fKEU .Clerk and Uecordpr .MMM..-1 reHll rf r .snriii , Coronet jVfSr. Ur-KER snrvcvnr SchoolSuperlntendent pintle ;""'',-'"" tirfAX Commissioners m.VN'&REDFERX J -- .t rvitTT.V City Officers. TT T p.o in Mavor Pollce Jnlce Cleric I., u irni.Hu nu J K. llOOKKH H. A.OnORK- JOHN. W. LOVE nOinCIKMEN. r-.p r.oTtrvoyi JO'EPTt JVTY. w. a. jrntciv.T. .Tr(inrer Marshal lst Ward nd Ward it jrr.Mi'ifci. ' 5rd Ward e. HrnDAnT.' SOCIA1. DIRECTORY. Cliurchcs. jr-t'ioht rjl,nr.PVr, n Vnnlsy School at at 10:30 a. m.. and -' 7- raw"!Li? Venlnir. I i -i m. Vtavt '.recline Thursaay evening. y. P.WH.soN-.'l'as'r C -srcli fonr miles sftntli-wtof Brown .J.i r v'vm. first Sabbath In each month. B. J. JOK iv. Pastor. - .t it- cirvtM overt- 4th Pimrtav of .'h C"f maf io o'cloch Tm. rather Cummlsky. Triuit. Scliool!. r Br.ivUIM;.,lon-0-nrtd So1.ool,,.-TT. , mrt.PAnt: l -M!a Vnrna;. C1 In'7"lSu; rmmin?rb.M Primary ..pSi: onal J and Mlsi Emma J. Morgan, is. i riratj Temrjlff of Honor. .- "A ,.v..ii.c InO.ld rello;Tray. "'"SrT; Ilackar.sec: Mra.T.S.MInlck.Supt. -KetirR.iTloii"ClnTj Mta the nmrr.u-aiay of wli month. B. M. Bai ley. Pre.: A. ir.onmore.s-, r. o. of o. r. S (i. J.-.!. Cochran. Secy. hVmilia City T.olarf JS";,,' Tnl? 'x b T. Mor: ovrrv tiTnrday."Phlllp Crotner. r.u. V Klmsey.PSoc Knicbts of Pvtliia:. V.'1iMidav "vnlic -" "J ;. n C kn'cht cnrdla'lv Invited..!. H. Bauer, C. c. I. I). A dam. K. of K.. TasoTiio. ' llk . Jto 7 5?on' ?ociari CSSS? KS vM Camp- -Ktines-nnil Thnrrtnvof arh mon.h. A. . Pavison. 31. E. IT. P. B- T. Kalaey. Se- riitne"! oiHlMondivlnoichmonjli. is. rirn.r C: A W.Xlckell.Rec V:r.-Mfs at Masonic Ffall on '1"nfl,'2? y. R. V. Farnas. M. P. w. R. T. Ratney, Secretary. o.- llrs. K. C irandley. W. f . Soeitips. TonMtr Tnlr 0rlntln.-R. A. Hawlev. P-.-ilintr- Thn Bji. Vi-'. Prt.: c- A. O o-n, Fhv- XM. Twwl.H. Treasure r. Mana pfrH O. rinik . hrin. P. E. John'on. 'i "".ii Bfitb.Geo. r-.Ta-. J. W.n-vlt. t ii,-,rr v-nJii''n B.V. Bailey, Pres.: A.H. . more. Pec.; W.H.Hoover. Cl-ornl Tnl.in.-J. C. McXanghton. Trest. J. B. t, (.ker. -ec, BlnU- nmtontJo ..elntl-n.--W. T. P.o?ers. P-.t J. B. r.?ker. ec, an.l Trw s'jri Ttiivcr..'. E. Iluddart. Treasurer and Bcsl- BUSINESS CARDS. S. HOLLADAY. j . PliVHidan, Swrceon. Obstetrician. O r.vdnatwl i a 1 V.l T.nrat vl In Brow nvl'.le ISSo. O'n-'e.tl Main street. Brownvllle. el. QTUIL & THOMAS. O ATTOftSRVS AT IiAW . 0"n. over Theodore Hill & Coa store. Brown vi l".Xeb. 1, ATTORKTATLAW. OHo- t)ver J. E.MceuJ Bro's store. Brownvllle. ICeoraska. Q A. OSHORX. O. ,VTTI)IIWVTIAW. Ofilce.Xo.SI Main street. Bromtvlle. yeb . T H. F.ROADY. t) Attoi ..... mill nnnmtlor at Lav, O.SlceoveStat Bank.Brownville.et). WT. ROGERS. Attorney anil Counselor at I. air. Will slve dillcent attention to aU?a1,b"i,ne" eutn:Hteltoliiscare. Office In the Roy building, Brownvllle. Xeb. J W. GIBSON, Bli'lCKSiIITH ASn HORSE SHOEtt Workdone to order and -ulsfactIon puaranteed First street, between 3lain and Atlantic, Brown vlile.Nel). TACOS MAKOHN, MERCHANT TAILOR, and dealerln FinEnsli,Fiench, Scotch and Fancy Cloth Tefctlcsa, Xtc, Etc. Brownvllle, UTebrasIta. B. M- M. BAILEY, SUIPPEtt AND SEALER IK LrvTE STOCK JJROWXVlLLi;. 2TEBHASKA. Farmers, please call and get prices; I want Co handle your stock. Ofllcc First Matlonal Bank. SHERMAN HOUSE, Only First Class SI per day House In the City B. L. DALBEY & CO., Proprietors. Warm Heals 25rfi. Good Stabling Connected JOSEPH O'PELT, PROPRIETOR. Ilrery Stable In connection with the House ZSStnzo offlce for all points East, West,- j-Norlh& South. Omnibuses to-SE .es-connect with all iralns." AMPLE ROOMS OX FIRST FLOOR B. Bell Andrews, ML D. " HOMEOPATHIC SURGEOH. jCB" Will glveprompt altention toatl night callsS Hpechil attention Riven to Medical and Bnrsjcal Dlsaaseis of Women, and Medical and surgical riis Besf the Eye. Office over Gates' etore, next Dr. Collins. Residence Jour door north ol Brattons. jlore on fclxth street, tu the VsncII house n3 NTSICU1 1 WlfffltSWElGHTlHGOLB. Pain cannot stay where it Hnsed. It is the cheap est medicine ever made Fivedrnps cover a sur face alargeas the hand. Onedoe cures common Sore Throat. One bottle has cured Bronchitis. 50 cents' worth has cured an Old standing Cough. It positively curea Catarrh. Asthtnaand Cronp Fif ty cents' worth has cared Crick In the Back, and thesameonantity Lame Back oreicht years' stand In?. It cnrs swelled neck and all other Tumors, Bharaatism. and Pain and soreness In any part, no matter where It may be. nor frem what cause it may nrie. It always does yon good. Twenty-live cents' worth has cured bad cases of cbronic and Blu1y Dvscntery One teaspoonful cures' Colic in fl.Teen minutes. It will caie any case of plies that Is ios-s'bie to cure. Six or eight application are warran'ed to cure any case of Excoriated Xippies or Inflamed Breast. For Braises. if applied onen and bound up. there is never the slightest discolor ation to the skin. It stops the pain of a burn as Roonasanpiied. and Is a positive cure for Chilblains; Frosted Teet. BoiK Warts, Corns and wounds of every description on man or beast. Price. .W cents nnd$l. Trial Mze. 15 cents. FOSTER.SMILBURX & CO-Sole Proprietors, Buffalo. N Y. Sold m Brownville by A. W. Xlckell. 2STO. 4z3. ' 3 Proprietor Old Reliable m mm. H H Z 3 Give Him a Call And you will be well Served witli (he best 0 the Market affords UTO. -3. jl IV ABBOTT & EMERY, Workers In W"oocl andiron, at the old plice, font of COLLEGE ST. WAGOXS, MACHIXEBY, PLOWS, ETC., promptly repaired. AH kinds of BLACKSMITHING done to order, and Satisfaction Guarantied. Aaron Palmer. W RESTAURANT. Palmer & Jolinson. First Door West of the Old National Bank Building. This firm, having titled up these rooms wil run a nrt class r.pittrant, wnere good warm meals n be had at all hours. They glve their customers the best vitinds In the market. Including fresh ojsters served In any mauuer called for. Try the New Restaurant All Orders for an Express Left with Them will lie Promptly attended to &t The IROCERY AND PROVISION ifeJ STOFtE OW Bi is the place to get Groceries, Provisions, Confections, Fine Cigras, Toilet. Soap, Canned Goods, JPresli Butter, Etc., Etc., Etc. We also keep all the best brands of flour, and everything usually kept ini a arsi ciass grocery store. We have in con- r" ncction with our ! EED STORE Uouseafirstclass i TUTTS PILLS INDORSED BY PHYSICIANS, CLERGYMEN AND THE AFFLICTED EVERYWHERE. THE GREATEST MEDIOAL TRIUMPH OF THE AGE. TflTTC DfHO? Dr. Tew tes ra iUiIQ riLl.Olcccdcdincombininc CURE SICJCffiADMHE. ggJMSg5S: TUTT'S PiLLS ttesof a Stkekotuino, PucGATtvE, audaPu EiFTi'a Toxic Their first apparent CURE DYSPEPSIA. effect ia to increase ths TUTT'S P!LLSgSSu1SSSSfiS CURE CONSTIPATION, htaiilate. fhnsthesys- Stetais noarhhed, and TUTT'S PELLS CURE PILES. TUTT'S PiLLS I by their tonic action on line digcstivo organs, regular and healthy e jvacnaticna arc pro duced. The rapiflitr vd'h which PERSONS TAKF CUttt rtVtttAKUftUUL. ' ION FLESH wU.ecim.-r ;the mtlaeuce of these mrs PiLLS mils, indicates their a- uapuiuai;y iu uount a the body, Lcdcc their CURE BILIOUS COLIC. icmcacyin cunnsi ner- I U 8 I O rlLLbl01- dyspepsia. wast- Cure K10NFYCoaipbltlS-t. TUTT'S PILLS I chronic constipatson. andimpartinhcaltliA strength to tnesybtcm. Sold everywhere. CURE TORPID UVER. TUn'S PILLS Pnce25cemj. 53 SInrrny Htreet, . WPWTT APPETITE, SCW TQKiU t HELEN OHUEOHILL'S LOVEE. The silvery grey of summer dawn was spreading Itcelf over the land ecape, rendering soft and indistinct all familiar objects; yet, even seen by its dim, uncertain light, he looked more like one grown prematurely old by reason of hard work or withering care, than as if he bad merely passed from youth to age by the ordinary gentle gradations. His brow was lined, bis hair silver ed, and there was a stoop in his shoul ders which told of hard and continu ous toll ; yet, notwithstanding these drawbacks, there were the remains of youthful beauty in the well-shaped head and clear grey eyes. He had arrived at the neighboring town too late the evening before to catch the last train to this little out-of-the-way hamlet, too late to do aught but seek a bed there; but after three or four hours, the restless crav ing to complete his journey so over powered him, that he rose and pur sued his way on foot. And now with the delicate light of early morn sil vering the bircheB, and dimpling the waters of the stream, he stood at length where his feet bad not rested for fifteen years. But these fifteen years, awful as they bad been at the time, seemed but as a dream now, soarcely to be recalled on waking, as he stood thus looking at each well-remembered spot. There was the quaint, oId-fa9hioned church, where he could remember kneeling, a tiny boy. by his mother's pido, and listening half-coneciously, os he stared about him, to the soft voice repeating the responses. He could see himself, older still, gazing bashfully from the high-curtained pew across to where, beneath marble slabs that spoke of the virtues of those who slept beneath, a goldan-haired maid en knelt; inside the church, only the narrow aisle between them; outside, all the wide dividing space that lies between the village doctor's son and the eldest daughter of Squire Church ill. With a sigh, the wayfarer brought back his straying thoughts from prist to prepent, and became aware that the sun had risen; the birds were chirp ing forth an early song, and the dew drops were glittering all around on the rooe-crowned hedge by which he stood, on the sprays of eglantine, and on the far away green meadows that lay between the village of Bythorpe and Bythorpe Manor, half-way up the wooded slopes opposite. "At length lam home again," then he muttered; "at length," throwing hia head back with a certain joyful gesture, and stretching out & rough. toil-worn hanl, as if in token of greet ing "at length the years ore over the work i9 accomplished the pun ishment wrought out anil am hack to claim my prize! Ah !" starting slightly, as a voice addressed him with a brief "Good morning '" "Good morning fir." Something in the stranger's appearance appar ently brought forth that "sir," which had not formed part of the original seutence, but was hastily added on as he turned his head to see who had addressed him. "You are about betimes," the new comer went on. "It is not many of the gentry as troubles themselves with the eight of a summer sunrise." "They miss much," said the strang er briefly. "Though perhaps to ns, who possibly have eeen it nearly ev ery morning of our lives, it is a com mon affair enough !" The farmer looked at the speaker in some surprise, and he added immedi ately : "I have not seen it myself for many years in England. You be long to Bythorpe,' he went on, as If anxious to divert the conversation from any personnljcbannels. "Man and boy, I have lived here these fifty years. That is my farm," pointing with a proud, possessive air in the direction whence he bad come: "Manor Farm." "Then you are ' half escaped the lips of the other; but the words passed unnoted by his com panion. "Dick Stlsted, of the Manor Farm," he repeated. "Mine now, as it was my father's before me, and will, please God, be my son's by-and-by." "A perfect life. Mr.Stisted. A home, a wife, and little ones. What could a man require more?" "You do not possess them?" ques tioned the farmer, looking up, sur prised at the energy in the stranger's voice. "I am not married," be replied briefly. "But," he hastened to add, fearing his reply might have been ab rupt, "you know the place, you say; then perhaps you can tell me to whom belongs yonder house." pointing to ward the distant towerB of Bythorpe Manor. "But it may be I am detain ing you?" "No, no," replied Mr. Stisted cour teously, "I'm not pre-sed for time. Yonder bouse belongs to Squire Churchill. The young squire we callo him mostly about here, seeing that bis father is dead not so long since." "He is dead?" "Ay, surely; and young Mr. Ed ward has come into the place, and married a bocny wife, he has." "The old Squire had a daughter, bad be not?" "Two. You know them ?" "I knew of them," the stranger re plied evasively. And then, pointing to asraall white house that was visible throuch the trees "And to whom does that belong?" "That ? Why. to Mrs. Sutton, noor J body.' "And why do you pity her?" "You must be a stranger indeed, sir, to ask why !" "Then, enlighten me. Tell me the Btory." They had reached the stile now, through which the farmer had first appeared upon ttie eoene, and be paus ed at the stranger's words, and rested bis arms upou it. "Story! It is a queer story. Al most too sad to call by such a uaroe! She was the doctor's wife, a Bweet pretty woman as ever I saw, fifteen years ago, with a fair, handsome boy, that she was that proud on, that it would have done you good but to see the two together. He, the doctor him self, was a bit cross-grained least ways, so I've heard Bay and all the more reason why the mother and son should think so much of one another. "The father did not overlook it; still, be was openhanded with the young man, educated bim finely; sending bim to Bchool and college, until it was easy seeing that the boy, who was fine-looking enough, was be ginning to think no small things of himself. 'Tis said he even lifted bis eyla to one of Squire Churchill's daughters leastways, at the last. But I am not telling it you straight. on! You should come and see my wife, if you wish to hear the story well told." "But wae there suoh presumption?" inquired the listener. "You eay this young man waB well educated and good-looking, and perhaps" after a second's hesitation "the lady liked him." "He should have known his place better," said Mr. StiBted sturdily ; "leastwayB, he should havelearnedit. What is a young lady's fancy worth? She was but sixteen. Squire Church ill's daughters were not for such as he. However, this love-making, or what ever they chose to call it, was only discovered afterward, when every thing was brought to light. And in the meantime the tragedy came." "Well?" asked the stranger, lean ing forward with interest on bis face. "A murder was committed here. Yes. you may well start. In this qui et village, where nothing waB beard of out of the common from one year's end to another; In this village in that lane where it joins Squire Churchill's grounds, Squire Church ill's second son was found dead." "And ?" "And then, as I said before, it all came out about thin poor young Sut ton keeping company with Mian Churchill; for it seems the foolish young tiling, not being able to fee him elsewhere, had agreed to meet him iu that very lane on that very night; for one of the farm laborers saw them part, and her run up through the meadows home, only a few minutes before he heard a cry, and ran forward to find poor Master Harry lying there dpad." "Of course Mr. Sutton was taken up?" "Of course, sir. But now comes the queer part of the story. For. though he was tried, and it was proved most beautifully that he had killed Mr. Harry for telling him what he thought of bis conduct, and was con demned to be hung, and was after ward only let oft" with transportation for fifteen years yet now it seems" "That it was not he, after all?" "How did you guess that? The other day there comes the news that another man has confessed to the crime on his deathbed, so that, after all, young Sutlon has suffered all theBQ years for what was no fault of his. Leastways, so the young Squire told us, t'other day. His mother al ways believed in him," he went on, after a moment's pause. "It will come right some day," she often said to me; "Mr. Stisted, it will come right some day. It is a miscarrying of justice." His father died could not lift up his bead again; but bis mother has, aye, waited." Something like aeob burst from his companion, and Farmer Stisted look ed up iu surprise. "I have heard something of this," he paid in a stammering fashion, in answer to the look. "I knew this man that Is, I have met bim." "Is that so, sir?'' said the farmer with fresh interest. "Ay, I remein ber you said you had been long out of England. Well. I shall be glad to see him back, and shake him by the band, and bid him forget the past. If there is little else, there in still his mother to come back to. What was be doing when you saw him, sir'' "He bad heard he was free." "And what was he like? and was he minded to forget the past, and re turn to England?" "He was a saddened, sobered man when I knew him, with only one hope left, out of the many life had once offered ; and be was golug home." "And what was the hope, if I may make bo bold as to ask ? Perhaps he knew his mother had never believed the evil, aud was waiting for him?" "Maybe; but be did not npeak of her, perhaps because he was so sure of ber. He told me that the last night before he leftEngland you know?" the firmer nodded "that he had an interview with " "Yes. yes." interrupted Mr. Stisted sagely: "we heard all about it, though it was kept so dark. It was Miss Helen, blew you, the little yel low-haired MIsb Churchill. Sixteen years ago nearly, so no harm In speaking of It now and all so chang ed since! Well, she saw him to say Goodbye." "Yes, so this man told me: and J that tbey parted, ebe saying that, let her people say or do what they might, she would await his return In perfect trust and patience." "A pity he did not give hia love to the other lister," remarked Mr.Stis ted, "if all stories are to be believed." "Why?'' "Because she was in love with him always; and plain though she was, Miss Jane was a good, true woman, and has never lifted her head or look ed at another man since those aad days." "Ib that really true?" "No call to misdoubt it, sir; any one in the village will tell you the same story ; and as I said before, 'twas a pity, seeing as everything bas work ed round right, that it was noton Miss Jane as beset his affections; for be ing so plain, as you might say, may hap there would not have been such a great objection to bis having her." The stranger made no reply, appar ently being lost iu thought over Farmer Stisted's laBt words. And he continued : "He would not have been such a bad match in those days, for her, at least ; for he was a fine gallant-looking young chap, with a pleasant word foreveryone.v "You renieSjaber him?" "Yes, wellT never thought very ill of him, myself. A hasty word, a blow, these come over-quick ly when the blood is young." "Do you think I am like him?" The speaker drew himself up, aud stood looking with something almost like anxiety into Farmer Stisted's red, comely face. "When I knew him," be added, "we used to be often thought to resemble one another." "I cannot see it myself, sir," said Mr. Stisted slowly; "but then, sir, bpgglng your pardon, it is not easy to draw comparisons between tbe young and the old." The man addressed unfolded his arms, and ieantoncemore against the stile, heaving a quick impatient sigh as he did so. "It is fortunate, is it not, Mr. Stisted, that hearts do not al ter as quickly as faces do?" "Nay, sir, I cannot see as you're right there. Hearts grow older along with the faces they belong to, else husbands and wives would not get along ns well as they do. As we grow older ourselves, we do not miss the youth In the face opposite ; leastways. I don't in Maggie," aid the farmer simply. "Perhaps that is beoause you see theyouthtlllthere; you remember it, ybu"VeeTirABut If youTufil grown old far apart, it would perhaps have been different." "Maybe." replied Mr.Stisted doubt fully, apparently a little out of hi. depths. ''But come, it is time I was back at tbe farm. Perhapyou would like a bit of breakfast with us, sir? There'll be hut little doing in the vil lage yet awhile, and my wife will be glad to spe you." The stranger accepted the proffered hospitality, and be and the farmer turned away together. Maggie proved quite as hospitable as her husband hud predicted, and when breakfast had been partaken of. and Mr. Stinted had gone out to his work, the stranger found himself lingering on still, talking to sweet, pale-faced Margaret Stisted. He had half a mind to ask her ahnutthis village tragedy that was oc cupying his mind this morning; hut "better not," he decided, "better wait now." And he had waited so long, that a little longer could not make muoh difference. So he jtint dawdled on about the farm and tbe pleasant farm garden long enough for tbe day's work to be well in band, and then he wished hia hostess "Good-bye," and with quick, impatient steps took his way to tbe village. Once there, he walked straight to tbe footpath across the meadows that led up from Bythorpe village to By thorpe Manor; butat the entrance- gate he paused, aud gazed with tender eyes at the little house on the opposite side of the road, that exactly faced bim tbe little creeper-oovered cot tage where the Dootor's widow lived. He even made one half step toward it; but "No," he murmured, "she comes first. We will go there togeth er." But still be lingered, as if lung ing1 to pieroe the mystery of those drawn blinds and even os he thus paused, there was the sound of horses' feet and there came in view, down tbe narrow street, a carriage drawn by two fine chestnuts. Before it, the village children fell hastily back, and, standing on one side, gazed with mingled awe and ad miration. And assuredly it was a sight to call forth admiration, for ev erything seemed BO'perfect; the car riage itself, tbe prancing horses, the fair-haired girl, bo like the young, lovely mother by y?hose aide she sat, the two little golden-headed children oppost". There was surely no fault io be found'any where. Only, to a wayfarer standing by the roadside gazing at them, the nun seemed of a sudden to be darkened in heaven, the earth to have lost the beauty of a summer's morn. "Helen!" he cried in tones of au guleh wrung from a broken heart, but she did not hear. She saw him, of course, for she was looking at him, wondering, maybe, who this stranger was in familiar lit tle Bythorpe. But that was ail. The dust from the carriage wheels made thick the air for a moment, and when it cleared away the vision had j vanished. I 'jWhoIa It?" he queitloned whn he could command his voice, turning to a villager etaadiug by hia ride. "Yon lady? Lady Ed mead e. She's goin' toLunuon. She was a daugh ter of the old Squire's," he added, "and married Sir Wilfred Edmeade.'' "Has she been married lng?" "Let ussee now. 'Twill be fourteen years come August, for it was the same day, I mind well, as my young est was born. Eli, but she has bonnie children," be murmured as he turned away. And Robert Sutton found himself alone in the hrlght early sun, scarcely fonr hours since he saw it rise for what was to have been the happiest day of his life, and already tbe end had come. He waited thus, reviewing this end ing to his romance, for a few seconds; thinking of tbe Bunny-balred, broken-hearted girl, who had clung to him those long, years ago, the tears streaming down her cheeks. "I believe in you, Robert. What ever the world may say, I believe in you. Only swear to me that you will credit nothing against me that you may hear, for I -will be true to you. And oh, Robert, directly you are free, come straight to me. I will wait, though it be for years !" And be had kissed her and sworn it. Now the oath was fulfilled his part of It, at least ; he had come Lack. Then, those few brief seoonds over, he crossed the li.tle dusty road, pass ed tbe village school, whence issued the sound of many children's voices singing the morning hymn, and en tered tbe low cottage opposite, and knelt with a great tearless sob at the feet of an old blind woman, who, put ting out a withered hand, and strok ing 6ortly tiie curls eo thickly strewn with grey, murmured, "My son. my son! Have you oorae, then, at last? Ah! it has been weary waiting; but I lived on, for I knew the trutli must be known some day, and that then you would come home." We confess it is a surprise, but the Democratic Nation, of New York, has at last had a spasm of sense, and proceeds to denounce the Maine ini quity thus : To characterize adequately the per formance of the Democratic Govern or and Council iu Maine in exercls iugtbe fuuotions of a returning board would require very strong language. The whole defense they make that the jaw obliges them to exaot rigid oonforrulty rrioertain rules iu exam ining the eleotiou returns is demol ished by two facts Oue ia that the er ror aud omissions which they have discovered and used occur only in towtis aud diHtricta in which tbe Re publicans have a majority, and it passes belief that none should have been discovered or discoverable in townsand districtsin which tbe Dem ocrats bad a majority. The other ia that the law of 1877 permits the Gov ernor and Council, when canvassing the returns, to correctsuch errors and omissions by comparison with the rec ord, and they refused to avail them selves of the permission, on tbe ground that the law is unconstitutional. But it is a well-settled aud necessary prin ciple of American jurisprudence that every law is to be deemed constitu tional until a competent tribunal de cides otherwise, and on this point tbe Governor and Council refuse to take the opinion of tbe court, thus raising a presumption of bad faith of the strongest kind. They have no more right to declare a law unconstitution al than any other man in the State and, if tbey can refuse to avail them selvea of a permissive act on this ground, tbey can refuse to obey a mandatory one. In short, there is a high degree of probability that tbey have been guilty of fraud in examin ing aud correcting the returns, aud there is absolute certainty that they have been guilty of a gross abuse of discretion in their manner of correct ing them. k Good and Cheap Churn. Mr. J. D. Gaylord.of Ashford, tells the Farmer that be believes he has the "simplest, cheapest, aud most efficient churn made. Any good car penter can make one aud there is no patent on it. Just this an oblong box of a size suited to tbe aize of dai ry, made of white wood, a hole 8x10 inches out in tbe top, and fitted with a tight cover, and a hole to draw off buttermilk in tbe bottom. This box to be suspended from tbe ceiling by two iron rod9, fastened on the cburn at either end with a link, and to the celling by rings. Tbe rods should be long enough to give a good swing as that is the motion used to separate the butter. It cau be swung by hand, or have it by a sheep power connected by levers to the churn. This gives the oscillating motion so desirable in churning, with much Jess loss of power from friction of ma chinery, etc, than with the Bullard Churn and with tho advantages gain ed by any. T e principle la governed by no patent that I know of. Great men do not consider thetn selve above everybody else; 'tis those ignorant little runts who wear staud up collars and sport canes, and who refuse to pay their washing hills, that think everyone beneath them. The Spaniards have a proverb that 'a paper cigarette, a glass of fresh wa ter and the kiss of a pretty girl, will sustain a man for a dav without cat. I iDg." Our Jack-O'-Lantern. Did you ever see a Jaok-o'-lantern? No, of course you never did. That's one of the things you miss by coming baok from the country so soon. Octo ber used to be about the mo9t chock full of fun of any month in the year, when I was a boy. Nut ting and bunt ing and trapping filled all tbe timeout ofaobool that wasn't given to work; and among other things we always counted on one scrape with a Jack-o'-luntern. I remember one time when we bad rather more fun than we had counted on. Tom aud Harry and I were going to gether that fall, 'thioker'n spatter,' tbeotber fellows said ; and we thought we'd get the start of 'em all wittr a Jack-o'-lantern. 80, oneFrlday night after school we went slyly off to the cornfield, to get our pumpkin. I can see tbe field now, with tbe oorn bound up in great shocks, the yellow pump kins shining in the warm sun, the squirrels scudding along the old rail fence with their cbopd full of corn, and over all the soft, smoky haze of the In dian tiummer. Everything was so still, too! For tbe singiug birds had gone; all tbe buzzing iusects of the summer-lime were dead or hidden away ; the crick ets were in their holes; the grasshop pers been ninped by tly frost, and here acd there one clung dry and dead to a weed or a cornstalk, I hope you'll learn to use your ears yes, and your noae, too as well as your eyes, when you get a chance at the country. It didn't take us long to piok out a pumpkin a yellow, fat one, not too big to carry, and shaped just right to set on a post or carry ou our bead:. This we' hid in a bundle of corn near the fence, and after tbe chorea were done in the morning we were all on band, armed with stout knives, and with pockets full of apples anddougb uuts for luncheon. The first thing, of course, was to clean out the pumpkin. Tom was the oldest and bad the best knife, and feohecuta hole carefully in tbe top, big enough to put his band in easily. Then we took turns In scooping out the InBlde not very nice work when you have to use your hands, but soon over with, like other disagreeable job. , if you are bound to do it, This done, we cut a little round hole in tbe bottom to hold the candle, made a 'door' in the back side by cutting out a square bole, and- were ready for the face that was to frighten people as tbe light shone through it. Harry was the best hand at draw ing, and so we agreed that he should make the face. He went to work with a stout pin, and eoon marked out a pair of frightful eyes, a mon strous nose, and the most horrible mouth you ever saw! We had to lie down and laugh aa we thought how dreadful that face would look with a flreshining through it. With a sharp knife and a steady baud tbe holes were cut through, and It was the worst looking image I ever saw. The mouth reaohed half-way round the pumpkin, and ltd horrid grin was set off by two rows of great teeth aasbarp as a buzz-saw. Tbe eye-holes were three-cornered, and squinted dread fully, and altogether it would have made an owl laugh if it hadn't scared him to death. The worst looking Chinese image would have been a positive beauty by the Bide of that Jaoko-o'-Ianteru face. Of course we conld hardly wait for night. But when night did come at lac t it was as dark 89 pitch ; and armed with two bits of oandle and plenty of matches we sallied forth. 'Crackey !' said Harry, as we light ed up to t y it, back of the barn, 'if I hadn't made it myself I should be aw fully scared. 'I shouldn't like to meet tbe old chap alone, on a night like this,' whispered Tom, as he stood up and looked at it. As for me well, I'm afraid I wbb tbiuking whom we could scare witn it. 'The girls will be going to singing school,' I said, 'let's try Jack on them for a flyer.' No sooner said than done. Light ing the candle and placing the lantern on a post where the girls must pass, we turned the dark Bide to the road and waited. Soon their ohattering was heard, as they came down the walk. Just before they reached the corner I turned the lantern around, and gave an awful groan. Well you know how girls can scream. They just tore the air to tat ters with their cries all but one of them. My sister Lucy wasn't that kind of a girl. Walking up to tbe post she planted ber little fist square between Jack's fiery eyes, and knock ed bim off the poat. 'Think you're smart, don't yon?' she said, 'trying to scare folks with a pumpkin head. Now, come out from behind that post, and tell the girls you're ashamed of yourselves.' 'All right.' said saucy Tom, 'we're ashamed of you, girls, to be Beared so easy ?' The pumpkin had hit me on the back as it fell, and rolled off to the ground without breaking; but I was proper glad It was hollow, for as it wa, it uearly knocked tbe breath out of ray body. Tbe elrla had the laugh on as, and went on their way, leaving us feeling rather cheap. By the time we had tbe candle lighted again, we beard some one coming down tbe road tinging, and knew it was 'Tipsy Jaofe,' the vilhga shoemaker, who went home drnnk regular every Saturday night. I'll give him a temperance scare, aald Tom, and putting the lautern on his head he turned its grinning face on tbe tipsy fellow as soon rb he came near us, and walked slowly toward him. Poor Jack's wits were so fuddled by the drink, that be hadn't any sense left. He stopped, staggered back, threw up his hands, and then fell on bU knees, shivering with fright. lDrwk again" said Tom, in bit deepest tones, wagging his head to show off Jack'a lire the better. I-1 know it?' said Jaokt begin ning to whimper, 'but if you'll let me off this time I'll never touch another drop, so help me! 'Swear it." roared Tom. O. Ido Idol' whined. Jaok, lNot another drop! I swear it!' Remember! Remember!' said Tom, as solemn aa tbe ghost in tbe play, though he was ready to burst with laughter, as he afterward said. 'I I will, your Honor said Jack ; and as Tom turned around and marabed slowly away, we could hear Jack skipping for borne. Somehow this fun rather sobered ns, too, and when we had hidden tbe lantern, we went in and told father of the adventure. 'Frightening people Is poor fun, my lads,' said h, in his grave, kind tone; 'but if you have ooared 'Tipsy Jack' into a sober man, It's a game well worth the candle. We all agreed to keep still about it, and I heard the next day that Jaok deolared he bad met tbe Evil One on the road, and nobody could laugh bim nut of It. 'I'd been a-going to him for some time,' said Jack. but I didn't acfally expeot to meet him. Sich eyes as be had! an' sicb a mouth!' and poor Jack groaned with terror at the recol lection. 'But he let me pass whon I'd swore off, and I shan't teoh another drop. And he never did. Don'tyou wish that all mischief would turn out so well ? Golden JRule. ANOTHER YICTIX. A Yerdant Swede Fleeced by Confi dence Hon. St. Joe Herald. There arrived at the depot yesterday a forlorn lookrngJSwefle, who gave tbe " name of Jans Petersen, said he waa from Sedaiia, Mo., and was going to Carlton, Nebraaka. Shortly after hia arrival he related to several partiea now he bad been taken in by confi dence men at Kansas City, and for placing too muoh confidence in the honesty of smooth-talking and gentlemanly-appearing humans he was short $105 in his cash account. Just before leaving Sedaiia a coup le of neatly-dressed slraugers took the seat back of Petersen .and very short ly engaged bim in conversation. Learning that he was enroute to Ne braska, they informed him that tbey were going to the same State, with the view to purchasing land. Tbey represented that they were from Colo rado and owned considerable mining property in fact they were members of what ia known as the "Colorado Miuing Company." They gave Pe tersen aglowlug description of Colo rado, how muoh money they bad made through mining, and bad con cluded to investsome of their surplus cash in Nebraska land. So smooth were they in their talk that they fair ly dazzled tbe poor Swede, and be. be lieved from tbe very start tbey were what they represented themselves to be. Before Kansas City was reached the friendly men had the full confidence of the Swede, and borrowed from him the amount abova stated, giving as security a counterfeit $1,000 bond of the 'Colorado Mining Company.' They left the train at Kansas City to transact some busiuess, telling the Swede they would return in a few minutes, and that was tbe last seen cf them. Explaining to the conductor what had occurred, he was informed that he had been 'taken in,' aud tbat the bond which tbey bad left waa worth no more than tbe paper it wae printed on. He then produced tbe bond, which had every appearance of genuiness, aud waa a cleverly execut ed paper, and it was suggested to Pe tersen that he hold it, until the 'Col orado Miuing Company' called it in. He waa very philosophical over his loss, and remarked t! at he was fool ish for carrying so much money with bim. He ia only another added to the long list of Joshuas who travel with more money than brains. At a performance of tbe cantata of "Esther" at Delias, Texas, Ahasuerua was advised bv somebody in theaudi ence not to "cut it to fat." The per tfonator of the great Assyrian went to tbe foot-Iighta and said: "This is a religious show, and you'll have to be decent. I'm Ahasuerua just now, but after tbe ehow I'm Sam Turner; and if any duffer would like to cut it fat, then I'll give bim a mighty Jive ly welcome." If we want tbe Indians to continue to believe In tbe general superiority of the white race, asks tiie Toledo Blade, why do we let them go to Washington? A Kentucky preaoher ssya -that round dancing Is not square Chris tan amusement,
