The Red Cloud chief. (Red Cloud, Webster Co., Neb.) 1873-1923, November 18, 1898, Page 7, Image 7

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rear on December 15, and tho cnmMn
attoa of evacuation day nnil that fee
tlvnl were long Jointly honored In Now
York.
Tho Thnnkeghlng day of 1S1C !
rucniorablo ns tho occnslon upon which
nn American theater was first Illum
inated with gas. Thin event lmpponod
In Philadelphia. Tho experiment was
a complete succcpb, and tho manage
of tho affair wa8 Dr. Kuglcr. During
tho wnr, of tho battles nnd Bhlrmlshoa
fought on Thanksgiving, tho moat no
tnhlo was that of Lookout mountain
(liG3).
A few odd nnd distinctive methods ot
celebrating tho great holiday still sur
vive In different parts of tho United
Stntcu, although tho tendency la to
ward a uniform mannor of rejoicing,
In sections of Connecticut, for exam
ple, tho "Thanksgiving barrel burn
ing" la n time-honored institution, For
a month boforo tho day Connecticut
boya diligently collect nnd r.toro In n
placo of security all tho barrels, old
or new, which they can find. All bar
rein aro regarded as ths property of
whonisoovcr can carry them away. On
Thanksgiving night tho bnrrela arc
piled In a huge heap and Ignited. Boyo
nnd girls then dance around the bon
fire until tho very lest barrel but) gone
up hi bmokc.
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MY POOR WIFE. I
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BY J. P. SA1TH.
FIRST THANKSGIVING,
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I HEN In tllo yearot
graco 1630, sturdy
Gov. John Wln
throp nnd Puritan
colonists of Massa
chusetts proclaimed
and duly observed
n public thanksgiv
ing, thoy probably
had little Idea ot
tho importance
which tho festival
waa destined to obtain lu tho hUtory of
America.
Tho first Thanksgiving differed very
materially from its successors In that
it was proclaimed as a faBt nnd not an
a feast. Supplies had run nhort, the
ehlps expected from England wero de
layed, nnd extinction threatened the
"governor and company of Massachu
setts bay in New England." Winthrop
nnd his council decided to hold a diy
of prayer nnd abstinence, "so that yc"
Lordo bo propitiated and looko upon
hla servants with favor, in that they
havo humbled themselves beforo Illm.''
Accordingly n crier wan sent about the
prlmltlvo tottleraent ot Charlestown,
and tho colonists wero each and all ln
Yltcd to take part in tho fast. Their
sacrifice met with speedy reward.
Scarcely had the noon hour ot tho
aflotcd day nrrlvcd when tho long
hoped-for ship made Its welcomo ap
pearance In Massachusetts bay, the
cargo waa landed, and tho fnst wan
succeeded by a banquet of a sort which
most have scorned sumptuouB Indeed to
tho cxllca so recently plunged In
hunger and hardship. On tho thresh
old of dreaded winter Wlnthrop and
his followers found what bad been a
prospect of fear and peril changed in
to ono of happiness and hope. Such
waa Amerlcn'a first Thanksgiving, as
celebrated 2C0 years ago. Thereafter
each succcodlng November was mark
ed in tho annals of tho colony by a
similar festival ot gratitude
Dut Thanksgiving in tho early days
of our history waa not confined to the
Now Enuland nlouccrs alone. Just
IXtccn yeara after Wlnthrop's proclam
ation, I. o., in 1645, Oov. Kleft of tho
Dutch colony, then known ns Nlenw
Amsterdam, but now as New York, or
dered tho observance ot a day of re
joicing and thanks, "for tho rest nnd
pence which God had been pleated to
bestow upon his servants." Thus wo
see that tho feast ot Thanksgiving Is
not aa gonerally aupposod, a peculiarly
Puritan Institution, but Ib equally do
rlrod from tho stalwart burghers of
Manhattan lslnud.
Tho next notablo Thanksgiving day
In history fell lu 1758. On that dato
the British and colonial army, number
ing 60,000 men, and commanded by
(Jen. Forbes, attacked and captured
from tho French, after n fierce Btrtig
glo, Fort Duquesno, at tho Junction of
tho Allcghouy and Monongahola riv
ers. Tho nnmo ot tho placo was
changed to Fort Pitt, and was tho nu
cleus of the city of Pittsburg. Thti3
In a special eenBO tho history ot tho
J Tho collcgo faculty woro moved to
Interest themselves In tho question by
tho fact that tho uncertainty regarding
tho dato cnusud considerable disorder
among their pupils. Uoys from differ
ent states celebrated on dlfforent days,
maio; of them returning homo to oat
tho Thanksgiving meal under their
own roof trees. This ory undesirable
stnto of affairs could only bo put a
stop to, said tho grave Harvard dons,
by the formal establishment of a uni
form dato for tho feast. Tho la3t
Thursday of the oloventh month BUltod
tho collegers, and Intlucnco being
brought to bear upon tho colonial gov
ernors of New England, proclamation
woro Issued making that day tho regu
lar Thanksgiving.
In the south Thanksgiving, as an
annual festival, remained practically
unknown until, In 1835, tho curious
Virginian controversy on tho subject
was precipitated. This controversy,
which Is not generally known, doserves
n brief notice. Tho governor of Vir
ginia at tho tlmo wns ono Johns, a pa
triotic nnd btoad-mlnded gentleman,
who had always ontcrtalncd a rovcr
enco for tho Purltnn anniversary
which was by no means common below
Mason and Dixon's line. Gov. Johns,
in a letter to tho stato legislature, ur-
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IN TID3 PA8T.
great capital ot the coal and Iron In
(Vfctrlola oonnectod with tho celo
Million T)f Thanksgiving day.
'But meanwhile. In Now England,
what had been begun as an occasional
day of ploua rejoicing had nsaumed tho
proportions of a flxod national holiday.
In Massnchusetta and New Hampshlro
it waa cspoclnlly popular. There" was
lit first great latitude In regard to tho
doy selected for tho feast. Governors
proclaimed tho chosen dato arbitrarily,
and no effort was made to keep tho an
niversary of Wlnthrop's proc'amnt'.on.
Somotlmcs Thanksgiving occurred In
July, sometimes In midwinter. At
length, through the efforts of tho prcc
Mast and prnfeasora ot Harvard col
lege, It was practically fixed upeu the
ItEt Thursday In November
THE PItKSENT.
gently recommended tho recognition of
Thanksgiving In Virginia, nnd oirerca,
In caso his recommondntlon proved
satisfactory, to at onco Isuuo a proc
lamation. Hut tho leglslaturo of Wnshlngton'n
stato did not look upon tho New Eng
land holiday with favor. Gov. Johns
waa advised not to make tho Thanks
giving proclamation; and, as ho did
not do so, tho matter was allowed tem
porarily to drop. Hut public intorost
had been awakened, aud boforo long
a fierce debate waB raging In Virginia
between the opponents nnd suppoiters
of tho propo8Pd southern Thanksgiv
ing. At last, In 1857, Gov. Wise
Johns' successor took tho metaphori
cal bull by tho horns, nnd Issued a
proclamation setting apart a day for
tho feast. His action caused mucn
angry criticism, and sovcral southcrn
orn nowspnpors declared that Thnnks
glvlng was .Imply "a lellc of Purltnn
Ic bigotry." In splto of this, the In
novation was warmly welcomed. Tho
hospltablo Eouthorncra greeted gladly
another holiday, and the northern faat
soon ranked nmong them ns bccoiuI In
Importance only to tho "glorloui
Fourth" itsolf. In 1858 tho year nftor
WIbo'b proclamation no less than
eight governors of southern states pro
claimed Thanksgiving In their sec
tions. Tho war, however, coming
shortly afterward, practically extin
guished tho popularity of tho holiday
In Dlxlo.
Dut it has hecomo a loved Institu
tion in tho middle, western and north
western states. Exiled Americans,
too, cling to Its celebration, and every
November tcea Thanksgiving dinners
In "London, Paris, Berlin, Itomo or
wherovcr somo of tho scattered chil
dren of Undo Sam may chanco to so
journ. Indeed, Mr. William Astor
Chnnlor, tho well-known oxplorer, tolls
of a Thairksglvln dinner which he en
Joyed In tho very heart of darkest Af
rica. An extensive and highly Interesting
N'olumo might bo compiled on tho sub
ject of Thanksgiving aud tho nvonts
which have signalised thorn. For In
stance, on Thauksglvlng day, 1783, the
British army evacuated Now York,
while Washington aud Clinton march
ed Into the city at tho head Qf tho con
tinental army and took formal posses
sion In tho nnmo ot tho young repub
lic. FetdivUles and grand dlsplny
of ilrowork.i closed that memorable
day, 'haE'8flcilD4E-JMulfflli.n J
HE WOULDN'T OBLIOC.
"Bay, Joe," Bald tho western sheriff,
addressing a gray-haired, cadaverous
looking Individual who xat bcsldo htm
In front of the county Jail ono day,
"blamed nhamo tho way my prisoners
wuz treated last ThanksKlvln', wuzn't
It "
"It snrllnly wuz, Tom," was the ro
ply. "Thoy didn't git a blto ot tuikcy,
It I remember."
"Not n durnod blto, Joe," continued
tho sheriff In tones of disgust, "nn' I
whs acshually nshamed to look cvon
tho hoss thieves In tho face fur weeks
artorwardl"
"D'ye think tho county'U throw 'cm
down agin this y'ar?"
"Yes, I reckon bo. Ever since my
deputy Fold tho turkeys I bought fur
tho nrlsonors an aklppcd with tho
cash tho turkey deal ban bin declar'd
off. Say, Joe, old friend, I'm a-feo'.ln'
I've gotter do sunthln' fur tho fellers
thin Thankfiglvln."
"Scciua 'though it'o yor duty to, Tom
Bt'cms so, nn' If I kin help yo any
Jlst call on me."
"Wall, Joo!" continued tho shot Iff,
"that's durncd good o' ye to Bay tlmt,
an' It shows ye've got my lntorcsts at
heart. Now, I've bin thlnkln' that
while wo couldn't go down In our pock
ets nn' buy 'em turkey, wo could git
up a leotlo entertainment fur 'cm on
that day and sorter ehoor 'em up. Whnt
d'ye think o' It?"
"A durncd good schemo, Tom, an'
Jest count on mo to help yo in nny
way I Rut whnt sort o' an entertain
ment ar' yo thlnkln of?"
"Oh, thar's only ono Bort of bIiow
they'd wako up longnuff to look at,
nn that's n haugln. of course."
"A hnngln', eh?" queried tho old
man ns n. puzzled look camo over his
face. "Hut yed hov to hang ono o' them
an wouldn't that sort o' make tho
others feel gloomy?"
"No, I wouldn't hang ono o' tho
prisoners. Thar's thrco or four gottor
hang blmeby, but not until nrtcr
Thanksglvln', nn I couldn't hang 'em
'till that tlmo comos. No, Joe, olo
friend, that's whar ye como In, ye
know. That will bo yer part o tho
Bhow, an' I'm n-tollln' yo it'll bo ap
preciated all over town, too."
"D do yo mean fur mo to h a:ig?"
gasped tho other.
"Why, In course. Yer an olo galoot,
.Too, n-Buffcrln' all tho tlmo with rheu
matism an' five or six other thlngB, an'
besides ye haven't a rclatlvo on nlrlb
to kcer fur ye."
"Yor a fool, Tom Smith 1" shouted
tho old man na ho leaped from his
chair and looked daggers at the other.
"I may bo old nn' all that, but I hain't
n-lendln' ray neck to plooso nobody!
Wall, I reckon not, with whisky never
so cheap, tool" and old Joe slipped
away In high dudgeon.
"Wall, shoot me for n coyote It I'd
believed It o him!" growled tho Bher
iff, ns ho iookod after tho man In great
astonishment. "Jest last week 'tho olo
critter war, wlshln' ho could do sun
thln fur his foller-mon, an' now ho
backs out when I'vo given him a splen
LAN. lorltwMs.
"D DO YE MEAN FUll MB TO
HANO?" GASPED THE OTHEIt.
did chancel An' mo the champion
hanger o' tho state, too! Wall, wall,
wall!"
Trnr.
Oh, wo find on glad Thanksgiving,
When wo'vo pahr.ed boyoud the soup,
That a bird upon tho table
Is worth wo cut In tho coop.
The OM O.iiltr.
Ho alwaya prnys Thaaksstvlng eve
Will bo both dark and mnrky,
For then Iw'U havo no cause to grlcvo
Ho couldu't git no turkoy,
Usually tho more a mw Is wrappeo
CHAPTEH V.
I trtod to follow at tho nauio speed,
hut, after going a few yards, had to
como to tin Ignominious halt, clinging
wildly to a clump of gorso. My hat
went rolling stKullly down to the
shore, tovcral hundred feet below,
whilst my fnco and hands wtro
scratched nnd billing, nnd my feet
constantly uUppIng from under mo.
At last, Jammed In bntwmi two bush
es, I crouohctl cautiously forward to
review my position. My sprightly
Biildo had reached tho whcop track,
then, nrtcr looking hastily round for
mo, I raw her suddenly wprlng up the
fddo ot a block of granite, as bnld as
tho palm of my hand, nnd disappear
poawnrdc over tho summit.
"Hy Jovol" I exclaimed In utter
astonhihinoni. "Why, she's an nnte
Iopn, a mountnln cr.t, tho old wltch'a
grnnddaughtcr! I wlnh 1 had never
come nereis either of them! I sup
pose I must get down tomchowl"
Half kneeling, half hitting, I do
iccndcl slowly, swinging inyaelt from
bush to bush, heedless of tho stinging
blows from furze nnd thistle, keeping
my clumsy heels woll oft tho treach
erous 6oll, when suddenly, almost
half-way down, from under a bod of
bracken that covered her to tho chin,
Helen's faco looked up nt mo full of
eager, contrite concern, lur strange
dark eyca nwccplng my disfigured, per
spiring fnco with a look that thrilled
mo nlmost uncannily,
"I am so sorry," she panted; "oh,
so sorry! I Quito forgot you wcio a
stranger and unaccustomed to tho
cllfTs; thoy aro dreadfully idlppery this
wwather. I havo to go after tho uhocp
for Mike every day now ho can't hold
on a bit, though ho was born on tho
mountain. Ah, how you havo hurt
yoursolf, to bo sura! Those dreadful
furzo bushes! Tut your hand on ray
bhotildcr, I will guldo you down tho
rost; wo havo only tho ferns to work
through now to tho path. Hero's
your hat; It's not spoiled a bit 1
ricked It up on tho beach boforo the
water had lime to reach It."
"It wan after my hat you were scal
ing thnt cliff?"
"Yea, I had no time to go around by
tho path; tho tldo Is on tho turn nnd
would havo taken It off to America in
two mlnutcB more."
"You'ro not going away now, arc
you?" I asked eagerly, lifting my hand
from her slender shouldor. "You'll
ceo mo beyond tho first point, won't
you?"
"Yes, yes ror sure, yes," sho an
swered quickly; "I will go with you to
tho Goat's Hack, If you like ay, and
boyond It. Oh, Mr. Dennys, whnt u
rude, wild, Ill-mannered girl you must
think mo to fly ott and lenvc you Uko
that nftor you being eo kind to como
that long way from London itself
lust to toll granny about poor Undo
Urlnn! Will you forgive me, please?"
I presBcd tho chlldlbh hand, saying
(mlllngly
"Yffl, yes, I forglvo you, Miss
Helen."
"And you will let mo wipe the blood
from your poor face, won't you?" r.ho
pleaded, dipping a largo cool leaf Into
a little crystal pool undor a rock
handkerchief this child of natnro had
nono, I ouspectcd nnd passing It over
my hot and blood-stained face.
After this wo marched on bldo by
side and becamo fast friends, Long
before wo reached tho ruined cabin, 1
knew tho whole story of her lonely,
neglected life. I know that sho had
been born on tho mountain had lived
thcro all tho eighteen years of her
uneventful life, novor'onco having vl
itcd tho post-town of Droomlngue;
that she had no father or mother,
brothers nor sisters, but lived all alone
with her grandmother nnd two norv
nnts, Mllio Doolan and his wlfo Bid
dy; nnd finally, though the poor child
made no complaint of her natural
guardian or Indeed seemed nwaro thero
was causo for any, yet I clearly saw
that fihe was shamefully noglectf.d by
hor, and no moro concern paid to hor
bodily or her mental well-being than
If eho hnd been a goat browsing on tho
mountain-side, Instead of a dead
daughter's only child.
After helping for a cotiplo of hours
every morning In the dairy and farm
nrd, sho told mo ho wnn free to flo
what sho pleased, wander whither Bho
would tho whole day long, make what
chanco acquaintance fho liked, como
in nt any hour of tho evening unques
tioned, unrestrained Indeed, sho had
often Hpent tho wholo night lying on
the cliff, when sho found her Ill-ventilated
attlo too hot and clmo to sleep
in, nnd no ono hnd boon any tho wiser;
nnd even It thoy were, bho argued In
answer to my dlercntjng look Dlddy
wouldn't mind, and granny wouldn't
rare not she! And, beside?, what
harm won K? Suro nothing In tho
world inado nor feel so good and hap
py as lying there all alone in tho great
stillness, waiting for the first fitreak
of dawn to wake up tho sleeping sen,
watching tho whlto-winged sea-birds
Balling In and out ft'jiong tho great
dark rocks!
"And now I rtnst bo going, Mr. Den
nys," eho eald, when a olustcr of
thatched roofB lying clone to tho nhoro
camo within view," for there's Dally-
killagan before you. How quickly wo
thank you ngaln nnd again for com
ing. I'm afraid you won't get t.ho train
from Droomlonguo tonight It's too
bad!"
"Tonight?" I repealed drcnmlly.
"I 1 nin not going awuy tonight. I
think I nm fcolnt: to stay In thin neigh
borhood fnr a few days moro."
"Yc.i? Why, what would keep you
hero?"
"I don't know. What am I saying?
Fishing no, no, l mean sketching!
You mint know, Mls, IIhIcii, I'm a bit
of an artist a very Uttlo bit Indeed,
and from what I've fiecu of tho coast
today"
"Oh, ycK," she Interrupted eagerly,
"you'ro right I It's qulto a familiar
ground for miuino artists. Two or
thrco of them come every summer nnd
put up at Murphy'a farm nt llally
klllngan, and you'll find It qulto clean
nnd comfortable. And fancy, Mr. Den
nys, last year ono of them put me In
a picture Just as I sat on a rock for
nlnnt him; only ho painted my feet
bare, my skirt red aud my faro qulto
quite pretty."
"You'll let mo Iry my hand It I
bring my ensol this way tomorrow?"
I naked quickly; to which ehe gavo a
pleased u.sscnt and promised to Bhow
mo all the picturesque points within
n radius of nine miles.
have walked to too eurej I vw
CHAPTUn VI. '
I blayed on In Donegal, aud during
fourteen golden days caricatured the
"royal wnlla of tho Atlantic," while
Helen nnt nt my feet and did tho hon
ors of hor nntlvo soil, hor brown hands
busy all tho tlmo mending old Dad
dy Grltfin'H tnttcrcd llsh nets, blench
ing for miles along tho parched turf
that covered tho brow of tho cliff.
"Well, yes. It Is a hit of a Job, sir,"
sho admitted dcpreeatlngly; "hut, Hiiro,
If I did not do It for him, who would?
Ills sona aro away nt r.ca, and MUly,
his wife she wns my nurso when l
was a baby has gouo to sco hor
daughter nt Droomleaguo; and ho's
so old and blind tho creature! Who
wouldn't give him a hand?"
Sho netted busily, whllo I daubed
lazily and nmu-d myself drawing out
this Impulsive child of nature, to
whom all the artificial beauties und
wonders of tho great world beyond
that lonely wall of rock wero as un
known as to an inhabitant of tho Car
ibbean inlands In the Inst contury.
The pastime began to grow upon
mo; l leu a uany increasing interest
In watching her dark fnco glowing
nnd brightening, hor nt range eyes
sparkling, distending with wondor,
horror or dollght in obedience, to my
sybaritic fancy. Then, becoming
more Interested in my companion, I
telegraphed up to town forspoclmcnH
ot magical modern art, then for hooks,
pictures, photographs, hot-houso Mow
ers, bon-bons, nil of which sho be
lieved I dally unearthed from my In
exhaustible portmanteau nt Mur
phy's farm. I stayed on, hecdlosa of
aught lieyond tno fact Hint I was
clearly giving pleasuro to n aavngo,
Interesting waif, who secmod not
to be worth nny ono'a whllo to look
after, much less amuse, nnd nt tho
Hmo tlmo Improving my own despair
ing condition, for tho air of Donegal
wna certainly healing my wounded
heart. Day after day tho hauntlug
Imago of my fair falso lovo becamo
fainter and lei a painful to my sight.
I waB gleefully looking forward to tho
tlmo when I could cast her from mo
altogether and return freo aud wholo
In heart to tho ancestral acres, when
ono morning a lotter from a friend at
Colworth, which commented casually
on tho "apparently successful Innings
Lord Sandmouth'B son waa making
with tho heiress," awoko my Blumbor
Ing love and Jealousy to llfo ugaln.
Hdcn at onco noticed my woo-bo-gono
uppearance, nnd, accepting piti
fully my explanation of a "boastly
headache," begged mo to lay asldo
my work and llo down quietly In tho
bhndo. I compiled; but, soon tiring
of inaction, began to read first to
myself and then aloud a rhymotlo talo
of love, despair, and death told hy
a master-hand. Tho scn-stalned acta
soon dropped from Helen's fingers,
tho color dyed her clonr cheek, her
eyes lilted, then drooped, and I had
the selfish satisfaction ot reducing
her to tho same dismal, unhappy stato
as myself.
Neither of us rallied again; and,
when we parted that night, I stood nu
the hill carelessly watching hor re
treating flgiiro, nnd 6aw her dog
n painfully sensitive Uttlo terrier; tho
only living thing she loved appar
ently begging to ho told tho cuuso
of hor umisnal preoccupation, crouch
lug, wriggling at her foet, Jumping
up against her. challenging her atten
tion by tvwy art ot dog, but in, val.u.
She walked along with downcast head,
her arms drooping by her sides. I
wna moving aftor hor unconsciously,
to nny, to do, for the llfo of mo I did
not know what. Perhaps to tell her
not to mourn over Imaginary wood,
but to keep her real sighs or real
sorrow, for tho pain porhaps ot lovo
betrayed wantonly betrayod Ilka
mine, when a yellow baud clutchnd
my shoulder, and a coanto voloo ex
claimed breathlessly
"Stop, ye thief o' tho wurrld stopl
What are yo aftexeh?"
I turncxt tnrtlfui.ffw' .-
What bualaeoi
shaklag off
her hand.
"What business? Yo may well Mk,
yo dlriy spalpeen," sho retorted bit
terly. "No, no; I tell yc, I won't r.ot
out o yer way yo'll havo to knock
nwi down Unit. I'm only nn ould
woman, and yo'll do It easy enough;
but cvon then I'll hang onto yo, an'
dig mo nnlls Into yo, until yo tell inr
whnt ye-'vo said to thnt motherless Ut
tlo eraythor that hasn't eowl In thfl
wldo wurrld to enro whether she"
"Ohl" I Interrupted quickly, all the
anger having my fnco nnd volco. "I
understand. You aro old Molly Grif
fin como homo at hint."
"Aj ny, an' It's nbout tlmo I did
como home, I'm thlnkln. Ochonu,
ochouo; but Isn't this n oruol wtirrlrt
cntlioly! , Oh, nrcn't yo nshnmod ot
yerself, you thnt calla yorsclf a
Kcntloniau bcllkrB, to to play Bcoun
drol Uko that7 Wouldn't hor very
Innoeenco, her folornnesu npako to yor
black eowl and hid yor go yer way
an' lalvo such ns her In peaco?"
"Molly, Molly." I nald gently, for r
felt iv certain respoct and liking for
thin uncouth old dame, tho only friend
and protector poor Helen scorned to
havo, "don't let your touguo run ro
fast, If you pleaso. Allow mo awoid
In sclf-defonse."
Then. I explained tho causo of thr
girl's depressed appearance that par
ticular evening. After a Uttlo hesi
tation a look of relief crossed her
face, and I saw sho belloved tno.
"Well, well, I beg your pardon,
that' nil I can nay. I oughtn't to
havo been no hiinly maybe. Hut
I'vo had blttor cause, heaven know,
to suspect tho liken o' you. Not, sir.
thnt I'vo hcord anythln but good ot
you, so far. How you've como all the
way from London to toll the nuld
wan' bout poor Master Brian, an'
glvo up hla letters the hoavenB bo his
bed this night. But but," sho went
on nnxlousty, nftcr n alight panto,
"what I want to know is, yor Ulna
work done, whnt on earth keeps yo
lolterln on here nt the vry back o
Godspeed 7"
"1 am doing uo harm," I muttered
doggodly.
"An' I say yo aro. No harm to yer
self, an' mania none mayhap, athcr.
waya; but hnrm nil the fame to her.
She wna happy, contented, nt Inlat,
poor child, In her lonosomo, quiet
ways, scampering about wld hor dog,
Bwlmmln and uplnshln' about In the
say, until yon camo with yor Bott
volco, yor white linndn, an' yor hand
Bomo fact, glvln her what uo wan
ever glvo hor boforo, flowors, an'
books, Bwoetlos. an purty glmcraeki;
an' sweoter still, kind worda an' smll
lii' looks, what hor poor Uttlo hcort'U
mien 'an hunger for soro when yo'v
gonii yer waysi an forgotton her Tory
uanie. Hut yo innno no harm of
coorae, or coorso ah, got away with
yc. roan allvo; yor all tho Bamo the
wurrld ovor, rich or poor, high or
low every mother's son of yo self,
BOlf. BOlfl" , ,
"You'ro mistaken, you'ro mistaken
Indeed, old woman," I broko In earn
estly; "sho's a child, a moro child.
I Know nor ucuct man you. omi u
forget mo before I will her, you'll bco."
"You know hor hettor'than mo, who
mused her from tho cradle an hur
mother beforo hor," retorted Molly
contemptuously "you! An' I toll yo
to yer faco, It's you thnt aro mistaken,
not mo. I bco a chnngo In hor tho
lust month, a great change; I scon It
at tho first moment 1 looked at her
last Tuesday, an I've watchod hor
closo ovor since."
"Woll, what havo you found out?"
(To be Continued.)
JUBAL A. EAPLVS JULEP.
T nrrfiiv CoiniiirnUry hj Vuticn )(
Nnclli Carolina.
Neatly a quarter of a century ago,
as all old and m'.ddlo-ng'od persons will
remember, tho religious temperance
women of tho north organized a movai
mout ngalnst tho saloonH, which as
sumed lnrco proportions nnd took the
form of n veritable crusade. It Invad
ed almost every city and largo town,
bands ot onthuslnBtlo womon going
fiom saloon to saloon praying und
singing lu cvory place where they could
sccuro permission. Whllo tho crusads
of tho "praying slstero" wr. at U
holght thnt stanch old robol, Jubal A.
Early, visited Richmond, Vn., for the
tlrat tlmo slnco tho clcse of tho civil
war. "In tho hotel," raid ho to ths
writer, l,I mot my old friend, Governor
Vance of North Carolina, since Unltod
States senator. Although I was sot
tho governor of South Carolina, Vanco
ouggoetcd that It had lwen a long tine
fifteen yeara in our caso between
dilului, ami wo went in quest of a Je
lcp. 'General,' said ho, after remark
Jug that Virginia was tho placo for Ju
leps, 'havo you read how tho women
of tho north aro trying to doatroy th
liquor trafllo by praying In the aa
looim?' I told him that I had, when he
asked: 'Do you beltere ll'a truef I
havo an Idea that It's only a joke of the
yanknn nowspaporu.' I told him that It
waa truo, that a friend of mine ba
witnessed tho rather unique proceeding
In Columbus, ,0, 'Wfe"iio Iheyjae
tlioir autl(orlr7, (general?, Fprj 9'Wfe
of mo I can't understand Jjey wt-
foaa to get It from tho
'Now look here,
vory earnestly, '
man I wsa a pre
school scholar,
In the blhle
any ono erer
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