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CALVERT, : : NEBRASKA.
PAIN AT MIDNIGHT.
Oh midnight llnln,
Hoard 'mid tho restlessness of weary pain!
Thy cudenoo brings
Sweet thoughts or praco ousllvor-tlutod wings.
In this dim town,
I hear thy thousand BtrctunloU trickle down;
Kro thou bust lied,
Tell ma, Oh ltnlnl tho sourco whoro thou hast
I sec arlso
Bright pearly dow-drops from bluo violets'
I 8co tho mist
Como front tho wood-rill's rlpplos, evening
kissed. Tho green Holds glenm
Before mo, us to thy sweet rhymo I dream;
And birds iind llowois
Are with mo lit my restless midnight hours.
Mora blost than thoso.
I fool tho fragrnnoo of tho Summer hcos;
Along tho const
I sco tho novor-resting billows tost.
Lying horo still,
Thoughts of tho ocoan mako my sad heart
Thnt ocoan rlfo
With Btrongth and mujosty and glorious life.
Knch gem long sought.
From dew-drop or rrotn distant watore brought,
O bounteous Kalu!
Thou scattotcst for a blowing on tho grain.
Spend and bo spent!
Oh gracious ltnlnl through thoo I grow con
tcttt: Thy culm-volcod spell , '
Goes deeper In tho hourt thati words can toll.
Watching through night,
Many with mo await tho morning light
In pain or euro,
Or rapt. It may be, In tho tranco of prayer.
To each, to all,
ITcarlng thy rhythmic muslo softly fall,
Kwoet thoughts may oomo
Of Him who by His ways doth loud us horao
For not ono drop
Falls from tho clouil upon tho bnro hill top
Falls, through clurk hours,
Upon tho closed ohulloo or tho llowors,
Or on thos6a,
Or on tho murmurous thickly follagod tree,
Hut rails to cherish
What clso would plno and, drooping, sadly
And shall tho tear,
Bhcd by tho Father's well-loved children horo,
In doubt and pain,
Fall for a loss wiso purpose than tho Italn?
THE SCARLET GLOW.
"I wish I could tako you both with
mo," said Air. Hunwuy, us ho kissed his
children good-byo, aim stepped into tho
carriago that was to bear him up among
tho mountains on a visit to an old
friend; "but Fletcher horo will tako
good oaro of you. Amy, and I am sure
neither of you will forget what I've told
you about keeping away from tho
Fletcher was ton and Amy eight, and
tho two, with their father, who was a
widower, wore stopping at a cozy little
hotel on the shores of a lovely lake iu
It was only on very rare occasions
that Air. Hanway permitted himself to
be separated from his children during
their travels abroad, but as the hotel
whore they had now been staying for
nearly a week was a very home-like one,
and as ho expected to bo back in time
for supper, he felt that ho could safely
leave them to amuse themselves for a
Thus cast upon their own resources,
tho brother and sister read story-books
and played in-door games until dinner
time. At tho tablo were some Ameri
can tourists just from the summit of
tho highest mountain in tho place, and
to their lively descriptions of tho views
' to bo had therefrom, and of tho pretty
nooks scattered all over it, both chil
dren listened with eager cars, and when
one of the young Indies held up a bunch
of "just the lovoliest wild flowers"
which she had gathered by tho road
side, Amy whispered to her brother that
she really must go a littlo way up that
" Rut papa isn't hore to take us," ob
jected Fletcher, who longed to go as
much as his sister, although ho was old
enough to understand that his father
would not like to have them leavo tho
hotel in his absence.
"Papa didn't tell us wo mustn't
climb mountains only boats," re
turned Amy, cunningly. "And, be
sides, didn't ho say you could tako care
ot me.'' and don't you think you ounr"
and tho artful little (caso looked up at
her stout young brother with a most
Under these oircumstances, what
could Fletchor reply but that ho was
most certainly able to protect her, and
that he would do so for a littlo way, a
very littlo way, tip tho mountain, as
they must bo sure to bo at the hotel
when father came back.
Greatly delighted at having gained her
point, Amy ran oil' for her hat as soon
ns desert was over, and having stuffed
a paper of candy into her pretty little
arm-basket, announced hornolf ready.
And then tho two set out, Fletcher,
with his alpenstock, leading tho way up
through the town, on by tho winding
path through tho woods, up, up, until
the beautiful lake came into view below
"Let's rest hero a minute," proposed
Fletcher. "This Hat roek'll mako a
nice seat; and while wo eat some candy,
I'll teach you the names of tho snow
mountains over yoidor."
So tho expedition halted whilo tho
Captain pointed out what ho thought
was Alont Rlano, tho king of all tho
peaks; the beautiful Jungfruu, with its
silver horn, and Rut turning to see
if Amy was looking in tho right direc
tion, Fletcher found her eyes closed,
ind her head just (jinking to his shoul
ior. "Poor littlo thing, she's tired out. I'll
iot lior havo a short nap before wo star!
lown again." So, whilo Amy slept, her
brother nto ohocolato drops and Btudiod
Ncv, it would have been qulto ro
mantic and Babos-ln-tho-Woodsy If he,
too, had been overcome with drowsi
ness, thus leaving them both lying tliero
oslcop on the mountaln-sido until an
olf, giant, or somo other rarely seen
creature, came to wako them up and
conduct them to a wonderful grotto,
studded with diamonds and paved with
pearls. Rut as this is not a fairy talc,
nothing of tho sort occurrod, for Amy
presently woko up of her own accord,
and finding the basket empty, recollect
ed what sho had como for, upon which
tho two began searching for wild llow
At first Flotchcr rather affected to
despiso tho occupation, but after they
had gathered a fow, ho found them so
pretty, and it grow to bo so exciting to
wonder whoro thoy would chanco upon
somo more, that ho speedily became as
absorbed in tho hunt as Amy herself,
and both wandered over tho mountain in
At last tlio pretty nitio oasKoi was
filled to tho top with still prettier con
tents, and at the same time Fletcher no
ticed that tho sun was very near tho tip
of ono of tho snow mountains.
"Como, Amy," ho oxclaimcd, "wo
must hurry back, or papa' 11 bo thoro bo
foro us;" and taking her by tho hand ho
set out for tho path by which thoy had
"Rut why can't wo go downright
hcroP" asked Amy. "It'll bo such
fun to go sort o' sliding down hill."
" I guess wo needn't slide," roturncd
Flotchor, "for hero's a kind of path wo
can tako; so now hold on to me tight,
and bo careful not to slip;" and down
tho two started over the rotten way, lor
the mountain sido was covered 1
Rtnnns. little and birr, which tho feot
tho children sent rolling and crashing on
ahcal of them in quite a noisy tusiiton.
With each advancing stop tho path
grew fainter and fainter, until it finally
disappeared entirely, and nothing was
to be seen but trees and rocks and
"Shall wo go back, Amy?" asked
Fletcher, as they both came to a halt;
and then ho added: " Rut no, wo
haven't time; so wo must kcop on."
"All right; but you don't think there
are any snakes under these stones, do
Then thoy went on down again, but
the way grew ever rougher and rough
er, and tho stones slipped from under
their tired feet more and more fre
quently. "O dear! ain't wo 'most there?" half
sobbed Amy, as sho stubbed her too
against a rock in front of her, while a
stono rolled down on her heel from be
hind. "I guess so. Shall I try to lift you
over this place? See, there must havo
been a brook here in tho spring;" and
Fletcher pointed out a shallow ravine
that erossed their path obliquely, and
which was choked with stones and
Without waiting for an answer, tho
kind-hearted boy threw his alpenstock
across, and then picking Amy up in his
arms, started over himself, lie reached
tho opposite side in safety, and was
about to step up to level ground again
when his foot caught under a stone, and
in trying to keep his si.ster from being
harmedby his lull, he left no hand free
with which to save himself.
"O, Flet, are you hurt?" cried Amy,
as sho quickly scrambled to lior foot.
" Not much; only my ankle." Rut
the "not much" proved to be a sprain
serious enough to prevent his walking a
step, and after attempting to do so once
or twice, the bravo littlo fellow was
forced to fall back upon the rocks, with
an expression of pain which ho could
And now tho children's situation be-
came quito a grave one. They wero as
yet, as well as they could judge, a mile
or more above the town, the sun had
already vanished behind tho snowy
peaks opposite tlio autumn twilight was
rapidly closing in, and, worse than all,
Fletcher could not and Amy would not
" How can I go away and loavo you
hero?" sho would say when urged to
hurry back, so that lather should not
" Rut I'm all right ns long as I sit
still," her brother would reply. " Re
sides, tho sooner you go and tell them
at tho hotel, tho quicker thoy can send
somebody up for mo."
At length, convinced that undor tho
circumstances this was tho wisest thing
to do, Amy sot bravely out, but had not
prococded moro than twenty foot before
she came screaming back, declaring sho
had seeu a snake, and that sho could
never, never go on through tho dreadful
"Let mo stay with you, Flet," sho
begged. "I'm sure when papa misses
us'ho'll como right up hero;" and her
brother, seeing she had no doubts on
this point, thought it best not to remind
her that it was just as natural to sup
pose that ho would look in a dozen oth
er directions for them first.
So tho two sat together there on tho
mountain-side, watching tho stars como
out, and wondering if this was their pun
ishment for being naughty.
Rut prosontly Amy's eyelids grow
heavy again, and leaning her head
against Hotelier, she asked him to wako
her "as soon as papa comes," when
suddenly a reddish gfuio Hashed forth
out of tho darkness beneath them; por
tions of mountain and lake appeared
distinctly as by day, whilo trees and
rocks and bushes stood revealed in start
"0, what is it, FlctP" cried Amy,
hiding her face in torror.
"Don't bo afraid," ho answered. "I
guess it can't hurt us, whatever it is."
Still tho boy had dreadful visions of
earthquakes and volcanoes, which he
somehow imagined wore much moro
common in Europo than in America.
And now tho red light had changed
to green, this in turn to blue, thou back
to rod again and so on, until tho brother
and sister became completely mystified.
On a sudden, while tho red glare lit
up everything around, thoro was n
sound of rolling stones, a man's voico
oxclaimcd: "Thank God for St.
.Jacques!" Tho next instant Mr. Han
way's strong arms wore about both his
" 0, papa, I know you'd comol"
cried Amy, joyously. "Rut now von
must nut mo down, and carrv Flet.
'causo I was naughty, and ho's hurt, and
all from 'sisting me."
Then tho situation was explained.
Two young gentlemen from tho hotel
tenderly raised tho helpless boy and
carried him between them, and tints,
tho happy father still retaining his littlo
girl, tlioy started down tho hill again,
guided fiy tho strange lights safely to
Flotchcr soon recognized in his bear
ers two members of tho party from tho
mountain-top that had been so entlm
siastio at dinner, and they furthermore
told him that it was at their suggestion
that Air. Hanwav hnd first directed his
steps to tho hill-side, " for," said ono,
" wo noticed how eagerly your littlo
sister listened to my cousin's descrip
tion of tho wild flowers."
"And did you havo thoso funny
lights lit 8o'b you could sco usP" asked
"Not cxnotly," was tho laughing
response " That is tho illumination
in honor of St. Jacques, whoso sovoral-hundrcd-and-soniuthing-or-othor
day it is to-day, I uoliove."
' Hut linur do thnv miikn thn llrrlita.
withl'-nd who is St. Jacques?" pursued
jot of Fletcher.
"Thoy havo diiiercnt colored ' fires,'
as tlio preparations aro called, which
are touched oil at tlio sanio instant at
various points about tiio lake; and as
for St. Jacques, that is tho same as
St. James In English."
"That's what papa's qucor speech
meant, then, when ho found us."
" And 1 say 'Amen ' to it," returned
tho young man, huskily, "for 1 beliovo
we'd havo gone right on past you both
if it had pot been for that scarlet glow
irom tho idio ot BUjriacoin
That Hired Mnn.
good old Wjpthorsfield farmer,
oy tlio lai'K ot help, told his
down to isow lorK and mro
beforo ho started ho cau-
Iook out and not get
uli a dead-beat, adding:
M.'irners there who will
m &&Q 'cm 'Kl :l chance.
?lf uno"of them air beats as
in bee him. Hire somo
ood,' fusty yrtfingjfollow a greenhorn
if you can any one but a dead-beat."
In a cpuplo of days tho now man was at
worKP on tho fawn, and with a little
practice would hnl broken in all right,
but tho old farmer, who was fretful and
impiliont, disliked his ways, and so ho
shipped him. The young man went
to a neighboring plaoo and hired out,
and tXold Oirmor started for Gotham
liinib'oVto get the right kind of a hired
man. IIo came hack with one last
Thursday, stopping in Hartford to buy
him somo new clothes, tho price of
which was id bo deducted from his
wages. The new help wanted somo
pretty good clothes, and quieted tho
old farmer by telling him ho could tako
tho price out of tlio earliest earnings.
Friday morning ho set him to work in
the garden in tlio rear of his barn. In
about an hour the old farmer went out
to see how ho wag getting along. Ho
found him lying ou some hay on tho
barn lloor. " What is tho matter? "
said tho fanner.
"I'm feeling baddon't know what
"Do you ever drink?" asked tho
"Yes, an' Is'poso that's what's tho
matter. I've been drinking purty hard
"Why didn't you lot mo know itP"
said tlio other, "and I would havo fixed
you up suntliin'. I'm a temp'ranco
man, though I always havo a drop in tlio
house for medicine. The old farmer
went in and made a rum punch and
gave it to tlio fcllqw- This had an in
spiring efl'cct, and the hired man said
ho felt bettor and started for tho house.
In a few minutes he cmno out dressed
up in tlio now suit and started down tho
road toward Alidilletown, much to tho
old man's surprise. "Where you go
ingP" sang out tlio farmer.
" To Now Yorruk," was tho prompt
answer, a's tho pedestrian struck a fivo
Tho old farmer's feelings may bo bet
tor imagined than described as ho saw
twenty dollars worth of his clothes on
the road to Now York, but at this mo
ment his son came along, and, with a
twinkle in his starboard eye, quietly
said; " Whore's tho hired man, father?"
Tho old man, with eyo still on the re
treating figure, pointed to him and an
swered: "There ho is! Don't you seo
him?" Then, after a short pause, ho
added: "Rut, my son, ho would havo
been a good ono if ho had stayed."
Tho United States Consul at Pres
cott reports that Sl.-OO.OOO worth of
oggs wero imported tho past year from
Canada to tlio United States frco of
duty. IIo recommends that a duty of
ono cent per dozen be laid on eggs, and
assorts that this duty would pay tho ex
penses of tlio customs district of Oswo
galohio and Ciiamplain, N. Y., and the
district of Vermont.
Scientists now concede that parts
of Kansas, tho adjoining States of Mis
souri, Iowa and Nebraska, wero once
covered by a fresh water lake.
t l In
Hours it rapping
On her chamber door;
Out upon tho tloor,
Can't go out lo-day I
Kvor'll go away.
Hato this wuMUng,
tipl siting, splashing.
Water eold ax Icol''
Nurse says: " Hurry I
How you worry;
Pollv, 'tlsn't nlcol"
Trips and Dtuiuoles,
Then ht-r linger pricks;
Frowns and sputtors,
Bobs and tmittois,
Cross as sovon sticks
By her JIaxon wig,
Pokes her In a
Basket with a
Lotig-tallod rat and pig.
Down to breakfast goes,
Thinks tho weather
Drradul 'caiiso It snows!
Hears a shaking
Of her cbnmbor-door;
Out upon the lloor,
Kneels to say her
Itev'rcntly and low,
Gown ns white as snow.
Bays our Tolly:
'This Is Jolly,
Blslngwlth tho sun."
When tho washing
And tho spluBhlng
Kurso has neatly done,
Bound and rosy
As a nosy
Tretty Polly stands,
Whilo so briskly
Nurso dries quickly
Dimpled cheek and himdd.
Bed her dross is,
(Bunged abovo her brow).
Big whlto collar '
(Cost a dollar I)
Nothing's lacking now.
On her scanty wig,
Then Hies, prancing,
Like a whirligig!
Such a jolly
Down to breakfast goes,
None sho misses
Sweet ns any rosol
Ihirrkt TruwbrUljc, in N. J". Independent.
JANE THLLS A ROUT
Thoy had lot3 of cows, tho Spicors
had and they passed most of their timo
in our garden. Tlio reason thoy didn't
stay in the pasture was because tho
fences were all broken down; for tho
Spicors wero tlio most shiftless folks in
Tuckertown. Why I cared about tho
cows was because I had to drive 'em
Well, ono day Grandpa Baid:
"If thoso cows get into my corn
again. I'll drive 'em up to tho pound."
"What's tho pound?" asked Dot.
"It's a pen," said Grandpa, "whoro
you can drive anycattlo you find on your
laud; and the owner can't get theni out
without paying a fine."
"Oh, I think that's elegant!" said I.
"I know lots of people's cows I should
like to get into the pound."
When Grandpa went out, I said I
would go and toll Sarah Spicer just
what he had said.
"Now, Alary Jane, you just stay
where you aro. You want your fingers
in everybody's pies." It was Aunt
.lane you might know who said that.
L might havo answered that siio was
so sparing with hors (especially mince)
that I never could touch them. Rut I
didn't. I often think of real smart
things, and it's mean that I can't say
Rut I declare, there is novor any uso
at all in my arguing with Aunt Jane; for,
when I get tho best of her, sho always
stiffens up and says: "There, that will
do, Alary Jano! Not another word!"
Resides, it isn't right to answer back.
So I just said nothing, but took Dot and
marched straight ofl to tho Spicors'.
Wo found Sarah and Sam playing in
front of their house.
" How d' yo do, Alary Jano?" said
" How d' yo do, Aliss Spicer?" said I.
"Alurcymo, Alary Jane! what airs!"
said she. " It's no uso to put 'em on
hero in Tuckertown, 1 can toll you, for
folks know all about you."
"Thoro, that will do," said I, as liko
Aunt Jano as over i could. "I only
camo over hero to tell you that wo
aro going to havo y.our cows put in tho
pound, the very next time we Iind 'em
in our garden."
"Poh!" cried out that Ilop-'o-my-
thumb of a Sam. "Your grandfatlwr
has said so, lots of times, but ho never
" Doesn't daro to!" snapped Sarah.
1 was just boiling mad. Tlio idea of
my being treated so by thoso low Spi
"Daro to?" said I. "I wondor who
vou think would bo afraid of such a
poor, shiftless set?"
And then I took Dot's hand, and just
ran for homo, so as not to give Sarah n
chanco to havo tho last word.
Oh, but don't I 'spiso her!
Well, that afternoon, Dot and I wero
in tho barn playing with all our might,
when Aunt Jano screamed out:
" Alary Jano! Alary Jano! Tho cows
aro in tho garden. Run and drive them
" It's too bad!" cried Dot. "Thoso
Spicors' cows spoil all our fun."
"I'll tell you what." said I, after I
had shoo'd them into tho road. "I'm
going to drivo 'em right up to tho
pound. I'll show that Sarah Spi
" Why, Alary Jane Hunt!" cried silly
Dot. "What'll Grandpa say? I won't!
u Pay? Why, that ho is much obligocT
to me." Dot trottd after mo, iw meek
as a lamb.
It wasn't far to tho pound; but thoro
was one cow and hor calf that wouldn't
hurrv. and. besides, wo wnlkod very
slowly along tho sunny parts of tho road
and rested every t mo wo camo to a
Blmdy placo; so ft was lato In tho aftor
n oon when wo left tho pound, and
turned to como home. I
Wo camo quito a distanoo by tho road,
and then through Air. Hall's corn-field
and tho woods boyond, and right out in
tho Spicors' pawtu'ro. Dot and I noticed
that thoro was only ono cow loft now hi
"I hope Sarah and Sam will havo n,
good time hunting after tho others; and
good enough for 'em," Bald I. "Per
haps hor father is just scolding hor now
for letting 'em stray away."
" Well, ho isn't, for thoro ho is now.'
Dot pointed, and I saw Sarah in tho
swing on the butternut treo In front of
tholr hoiiso, and hor father was swing
ing her up over so high.
When slio saw us sho j
jumped out and
ran to tlio fo nee.
" Hope you'll find your oows to-night,
Sarah,' ' said I.
"You had better go for 'om," chimed
"Hopo you'll find yours," retorted
Sarah. " If you don't koep 'em out of
our garden wo are going to ilrivo 'om to
"To, ho," giggled Sam.
Although wo hurried so, it was lato
whon wo got homo. Wo wore afraid
that supper would bo all over, and Aunt
J ntio would scold us for Doing lato.
Rut though the tablo was set and Grand
pa was homo from work, no ono hud sat
down to it.
" Reen walling for tho milk," said
Aunt Jane. " Rut, la, it's no uso to
wait any longer. I'll uso morning's
"Yes," said Grandpa, who was wash
ing his hands at the sink. "Do let's
have supper. Children, havo you seen
"Why, no," I answered, "not ours;
but Dot and I drove the Spicors' cows up
to tho pound."
"Thoso that wore in our garden?"
demanded Aunt Jane, looking straight
" Well, of all tho littlo mischiof-mak-ers!
Thoso wore our cows."
"Aly gracious, goodness mo!" said I;
" and Grandpa's got to pay a lino to got
his own cows out of tho pound! Oh,
dear! I do hopo Sarah Spicer won't
iind out about it."
And so Dot and 1 had to go to bed an
hour earlier than usual; but Sarah
Spicor doesn't know anything about it.
A. Q. Plimpton, m 67. Nicholas. ,
Susie's Utile Sister.
"Alnmma, if tlio baby crios so much
and won't let us havo any good times, I
should think you would give lior away."
(Jivo away your littlo sister Elsie!"
"Yes, I'm just tired of hor noiso."
" Rut if you and I don't lovo tho poor
sick baby well enough to tako euro of
her, I don't think anybody would."
"I'd lovo hor il sho didn't cry so
" Didn't you cry when you hurt your
iingor yesterday P"
"And when you fell down, and when
your tooth ac'hed?"
"Yes, 1 couldn't holp it, mamma."
" Poor littlo Elsio has tho toothache,
and sho can't holp crying, oitlior."
"Well, rwnnt a baby to play with,
but I don't want Elsio," and Susie Gago
walked out of tho room witli tho doll
Elsio had broken and tho picturo-book
sho hud torn. In half an hour sho camo
back to tho sitting-room.
" Is Elsio iu tho cribP" slio asked.
"Como and see," her mother said,
Susio hroko into a great cry when sho
saw a Btrango baby lying thoro iu hor
littlo sLstor's placo.
" Oh, mamma, whoro's Elsio?" sho
"This is a nice littlo boy," her moth
er mud. "IIo is well, and ho doesn't
cry very often, and"
" I want littlo Elsio. mamma! Whero
is Elsio? You haven't given her away,
have you?" and Susie cried harder than
she had done for a month.
"Mrs. O'Hara brought tho clean
clothes a. littlo whilo ago," Airs.
said, " and 1 asked her to give mo
littlo boy. Don't you liko him?"
"No,' no, I don't," Susio sobbed,
with lior head in her mother's lap. "If
you'll only get Elsio back again, I won't
strike her whon slio cries, or pull my
away from her, or any-
Just then Mrs. O'Hara camo
from her errand in tho next block.
" You can tako Teddy homo with
you," Airs. Gago said. Susio finds
that she likes her littlo sister best, after
all, if sho is troublesome sometimes."
Airs. Gago went upstairs and brought
tho baby down. When Susie saw her
she danced with joy, though I'Jsio was
crying again, anil Teddy was as still as
" I like her forty times tho best," slio
said, over and over again, "because
she's my own little sister. Teddy isn't.
Don't you ever give her away, mainma,
if sho cries forty times harder;" and
perhaps it is needless to say that mam
ma never AUlZion'a Herald.
Considerable excitement has been
caused b'v tlio discovery of a scam in
the rocks' near Fultonville, Alontgomory
County. N. Y., said to contain valuable
minerals. Tho seam is twelve feot wide,
and on either sido of it is solid limo
rock. Tho mineral has every appear
ance of containing load, silver and gold.
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