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uw SSH rnvfJG, THE JOURNAL. R4TEM OF ADVERTISING. (fiitumlui Space. Iip 'lie 1 i o 3m Cm yr lcol'nin $rJ.0u Jill IJA'iJjKK IJftiOJjjiwj ' ' 8.00 f 12 1 l. 20 M 00 i"r I V.00 !) 12 1 IS I 20 j' 3f IS l!iSUKl KVKKV WT.HMCMIAY, M. K. TURNER & CO., Proprietors and Publishers. Inches .-.2SJ 7..V) 11 ) 11 IS j 2T :: "4.sojt;s io j 12 is a rr LaoJoTy, j " 4 ; f, j $ ;" iu Buiinck and professional cards ten line or lexs spice, per anuum.ten dol lars. Legal advertisements at statute rates. "Editorial local notices' fifteen ents a line each insertion. "Local notices" five cents a line each Inser tion. Advertlsments classified as "Spe cial notices" dve cents a line first Inser tion, three rents a line each subsequent inertlon. -:o:- J30ffirp, on Uth street., up stairs in Journal building. Terms Per year, $2. Six months $L Three months. 50c. Single copies.; lie. VOL XII.-N0. 18. COLUMBUS, NEB., WEDNESDAY, AUGUST 31, 1881. WHOLE NO. 590. Ill Mtpl k I4 ADVERTISEMENTS. PIENRY LITERS. BLACKSMITH AND- "VVagon jVTaker, Shops near Foundry, nonth of A. A X. Dpot. All kind of wood and iron work on "Wagons, Bugcles. Farm Machinery, &". Keeps on bandit the TIXPKEX SPJUXG BUGGY, and other eastern buguies. ALSO, TUK-- Fur.r & Bra die v Plows. NEBRASKA HOUSE, 8. J. MARMOY, Prop'r. Nebraska Ave., South of Depot, coLOBUK, ywiit. A nw house, newly furnished. Good accommodations. Board by day or week at reasonable ratei. J2TSet a FIrl-Clan Table. Meals SSCcnts. Lodgings.. ..25 Cts 33-2tf !I MRS. M. S. DRAKE HAS JUST RECEIVED A LAltOE STOCK OF SPRING AND SUMMER MILUIERY ARD Ml HOIS. 22TA FULL ASSORTMENT OF EV EKYTHING BELONGING TO FIRST-CLASS MILLIN ERY STORE..22 Twelfth St., ttco doors cast State Haul: F. GERBER fc CO., IlKALKIlM IX- FURNITURE , AND UNDERTAKERS. If TABLES, Etc., Etc. GIVE HIM A CALL AT HIS PLACE ON SOUTH -IDE IIIH ST., One door tast of Ueints's drug store. CITY Meat Market ! One door north of Post-oHice, XEBHASKA AVE., - Colunilme. KEKP ALL KINDS OI" Fresh and Salt Meats, ALSO ,.-. -,--. ---, Etc., in their season. :o: 0Cah paid Tor Hide. Lard ub(1 UneoB. 642-x W1LL.T. RICKLY. H. B. MORSE STILL SELLING WM. SCHILZ'S OLD STOCK At Cost! At Cost! AND HAS ADDED A Line of Spring Goods WHICH HE IS SELLING AT EASTERN PRICES. "WM. SCHILZ Can still be found at the old stand, where he continues to do all kinds of Custom Work and Repairing. BECKER & WELCH, PEOPKIETOES OF SHELL CREEK MILLS. MANUFACTURERS & WHOLE SALE DEALERS IN FLOUR AND MEAL. 0FFICE, COL UMB US, NEB. MILLINERY LLIMY I HAVE RECENTLY PURCHASED THE STOCK OF HARDWARE, STOVES aND I OF MR. ROBF.RT UIII.IG, And will continue the business at the old stand, where I will be pleased to see the old customers (no objection to a few new one). I have on hand a large stock of STOVES AND ItANGES, ALL STYLES. SIZES AND PRICES. J3TB0UGHT! VERY LOW!J NAILS, PUMPS, Ropr, CIas, Paint. Pulty, BARBED WIRE, (bought before the monopoly price) icaltnral 111 II OF ALL KINDS. lb John fisere Hoods a Specialty. PLOWS, HARROWS, RAKES. THECELKBRTED Buckeye Cultivators, DRILLS AND SEEDERS. CLIMAX MOWERS ELWARD HARVESTERS AND CORD BINDERS. EUBEKA MOWERS, wide cut and I ghtest draft machine made. Come and see this machine if jou don't look at any thing else. THE OLD RELIABLE Chicago Pitts Thresher, with Steam or Horc power. The Iron Turbine Wind Mills, The mill that stands all the torms and is always ready far action. Agent for DAVIS, OOULD CO'S Buggies, Carriages, and Platform Spring Wbroiis, which I can sell cheaper than you can go on foot. No trouble to liow good" r talk price-. If square de.ilin ' and "live and let Iie" priecs will secure a Miare of your patronage, I shall be pleaded to re ceive it. GEO.D.FOSTF.It, 505 Succeor to R. Uhlig. CJOXtWWBBTrS STATE BANK, C?::tu:rtt9 Oiruti i Sid i:i Tirier i Edit. COLUMBUS, NEBRASKA. CA SH CA PI TA L, - $50,000 DIRECTORS: Leaxder Gerhard, Pres'l. Geo. W. Hulst Vice PresH. Julius A Reed. Edward A. Gerhard. Ab:er Turner, Cashier. Hank of Dopoolt DlNCount and Exchange. Collection Promptly JIade on nil FoIatK. Pay Intcrnt oa Time Depos It. 274 END SPRINGS, TLATFORM SPRINGS, WHITNEY & BREWSTER SIDE SPRINGS. Light Pleasure and Business Wag ons of all Descriptions. We are pleased to invite the attention of the public ta the fact that we have just received a car load of "Wagons and Buggies of all descriptions, and that we are the sole agents for the counties ot Platte, Butler, Boone, Madison, 31 errick, Polk and York, for the celebrated CORTLAND WAGON COMP'Y, of Cortland, New York, and that we are o tiering these wagons cheaper than any other wagon built of same material, style and finish can be sold for in this county. 3TSend for Catalogue and Price-list. PI1II .. CAIN, Columbus, Neb. 484-tf Abt eiei ANDERSON & ROEN, BANKERS, ET.KVKNTII ST., COLUMBUS, NEBRASKA. ISTDeposits received, and interest paid on time deposits. T3TPrompt attention given to collec tions and proceeds remitted on day of payment. T3T Passage tickets to or from European points by best lines at lowest rates. 3TI)ra1ts on principal points in Eu rope. REFERENCES AND CORRESPONDENTS: First National Bant, Decorah, Iowa. Allan & Co., Chicago. Omaha National Bank, Omaha. First National Bank, Chicago. Kuuntzo Bros., N. Y. Dr. A. HEINTZ, DEALER IN I MBMr m mm m f WIZt'F.S, LIQUORS, Fine Soaps, Brushes, PERFUMERY, Etc., Etc., And all articles usually kept on band by Druggists. Physicians Prescrtytions Carefully Compounded. Eleventh street, near Foundry. COLUMBUS. NEBRASKA SPEICE & NORTH, General Agents for the Sale of Real Estate. Union Paciflc, and Midland Pacific R. R. Lands for sale at from $3.00 to $10.00 per acre for cash, or on live or ten years time, in annual payments to suit pur chasers. AVe have also :i large and choice lot of other lands, improved and unimproved, tor sale at low price and on reasonable terms. Also business and residence, lots in the city. We keep a complete abstract of title to all real es tate in Platte County. C'5.1 COLUMBUS. NEB. Ham Qemck i BMm WHOLESALE .t RETAIL GROCERS! also ni: u.Kits in Crockery, (ilasswnro. Lamps, Ktc, anil Country Produce of all Kinds. Tlir, BEST OF FLOUR AU WAY KEPT OJf IIAII. FOR THE LEAST MONEY 1 JSTfioods delivered free of charge to any part of the city. Terras cash. Corner Eleventh and Olive Streets, Columbus, Neb. TJESRY GAMS Manujacturer and dealer in Wooden and Metalic Bnrial Caskets All kinds and sizes of Kobew, also has the sole right to manufac ture and sell the Smith's Hammock Reclining Chair. Cabinet Turning and Scroll work. Pic tures, Picture Frames and Mouldings, Looking-glass Plates, "Walnut Lumber, etc., etc. COLUMBUS, NEB. TXT KB F. It St KiOBEL, AT THE MEAT MARKET On Eleventh Street, Where meats are almost given away for cash. Beef per lb., from 3 10 cts. Best steak, per lb., 10 " Mutton, per lb., from 6 10 " Sausage, per Ib.j from 8 10 " 22J"Special prices to hotels. 562-ly LAW, REAL ESTATE AND GENERAL COLLECTION OFFICE BY .S.GEEE. fONEY TO LOAN in small lots on ItX farm property, time one to three years. Farms with some improvements bought and sold. Ofice for the present at the Clother ITouse, Columbus, Neb. 473-x COLUMBUS Restaurant and Saloon! E. D. SHEEHAN, Proprietor. Q5TWholesale nnd Retail Dealerin For. eign Wines, Liquors and Cigars, Dub lin Stout, Scotch and English Ales. VSTKentucky Whiskies a Specialty. OYSTERS in their season, by the case can or dish. lltk Street, SoBth of Depot GOODS 4rm i iy A CHURCH ITIOUSE. 'I must trust to your instinct,' muttered the traveler, letting the bridle fall upou his horse's neck. 'The eyes of an owl would be at fault on such a night as this. Be quiet, you brute! Do you mean to repay my confidence by breaking my neck.' The animal had shied so violently as nearly to throw his rider, and stood trembling in every muscle. His master peered through the dark ness in the endeavor to make out the cause of his terror. He could per ceive before him the dim outlines of a dismantled church, with its brood of gravestones clustered about it. Beside the road, so close that he could have touched it with his whip, he discovered an indistinct white object crouching upon one of the graves. Resolved upon knowing what it wan, he dismounted and approached it. As he did so, it arose and fled rapidly away. With his curiosity now fully aroused, he followed it. As it neared the church it turned suddenly and confronted him. At this moment a broad glare of light niug flashed athwart the sky, and he saw before him a young girl dressed in a thin, water-soaked garment, her hair falling in drenched coils upon her shoulders. For an instant her white, scared face was turned to ward him, and her large, sorrowful eyes met bis with an appealing look, then she seemed to melt into the solid body of the church. Ah well as the darkness permitted, be examined the spot where she had disappeared, but could find no opening through which she could have escaped. He called aloud that he was a friend, and that she had nothing to fear. The only answer was the weird wail of the tempest through the broken arches. With a feeling akin to superstitious terror, he has tily remounted his horse, and did not draw rein until he reached the village inn. 'Who occupies the old church you- der?' he inquired of the landlord. Ah! you too have seen it,' ex claimed the landlord, mysteriously. 'It,' echoed the traveler. 'I saw what I take to be a poor demented girl.' 'You saw the spirit of one,' an swered the host, solemnly. Every one here knows the story. When she was alive her name was Ada Morton. Her father died a year back, leaving her heiress to Ihe property. As she was yet a minor, he appointed his friend Eastbuni her guardian, who in case of her death uumarried, was to inherit the property. It is said that he beat, starved, and cruelly illtreated her. One night just such a night as this she disappeared. Her hat and cloak were found on the river bank next morning. It was plain that the poor creature had sought deliver ance from her persecutor by suicide. That was three months ago. Her body was never found, but her spirit has been often seen in the church yard where her father lies. Mean while, the man who drove her to her death lives at his ease in her father's house on the hill.' The traveler was evidently deeply interested in the story, but he made no comment upon it. Merely in forming the landlord that he should remain for a week or two, he re tired to his room. Like many another young man of fortune, Charles Barclay was afflict ed with too much leisure. His sole object in this part of the country was merely a languid Bearch alter amusement. The landlord's story had Btrongly aroused his curiosity. Moreover, the young girl's sad face and beseeching glance in the church yard had made a Btrange impression upon him. Something in her im probable history bad led him to form a vague suspicion of a truth nearly as improbable. Eagerly ac cepting the possible chance of an exciting experieuce, he determined to sift the matter to the bottom. Without dropping a hint as to bis intentions, he left the inn on the next night shortly after 11 o'clock aud proceeded to the old church. The place was silent and deserted ; not even a stray dog was to be seen wandering about the churchyard. An ineffable dreary air hung about the place, depressing his spirits and almost resolving him to abandon his object. But a sentiment of pride urged him on, and he cautiously made his way into the church and sat down in one of the pews. For more than an hour nothing occurred to attract m's attention. He became drowsy and was on the point of fallipg asleep where he sat, when a low and weird peal from the old organ moaned through the church. He sat erect and listened with sus pended breath. The sound rose higher and clearer, aud presently the sweet but mournful tones of a woman's voice joined it. He could make out the words of a prayer for the wretched. After a moment the music ceased, and he could hear the singer sobbing in a low, heart-broken way that brought tears to his eyes. He strain ed his eyes through the darkness, but could make out uotbing. Aris ing, he called out : 'Whoever you are, you are in sor row and affliction. I cannot see you. I will not pursuo you. All I deeire is to be your friend. Will you answer me?' There was no reply, and the weep ing suddenly ceased. After a mo ment of hesitation he made his way to the organ loft and struck a match. No one was visible, nor was there the smallest trace of the recent pres ence of any human being. Consid erably startled he left the church, determined to repeat his experience on the following night. Providing himself with a dark lantern, he went to the church on the next night and secreted himself near the organ. As before, it was near midnight before ho became conscious of the presence of another person in tho building. On this occasion the organ was not played, but there was a slight rustle as of a woman's dress, and presently he heard the same low bitter weeping. Quickly arising, he shot the rays of the Ian tern iu the direction whence the sounds proceeded. Not more than three yards from hire, in the broad glare of the light, he beheld the girl whom he had met in the churchyard. She was looking at him with an expression of intense terror iu her white face and tear-wet eyes. As she stood cowcrin" before him she reminded him of some inno cent animal crouching at the hunter's feet. With an acceut of deep pity he addressed her: 'I saw you in the churchyard night before last ; I spoke to you last night. I am not an enemy, nor an idle curiosity-Becker. I earnestly want to aid you. Will you not trust me?' Keeping her eyes fixed upon him with the same distrustful look,. she answered in a faint, far off voice: 'Your friendship or your enmity can be nothing to me. The world you live iu, by its wickedness and cruelty, drove me to my death. I am doomed to this place until justice is done upon my destroy e. You are trying to mislead me,' exclaimed Barclay. 'You are no spirit, but a poor, starving, homeless youug girl. You have suffered mis erably, and I have resolved to restore you to your rights, as well as exact reparation from the man who has wronged you.' He advanced toward her as he spoke and stretched out his arms to seize her. In an instant she seemed uncertain how to act, then even as his hand peemed to pass bodily through her shape, 6he melted into the shadows of the place. This time he did not pursue her. Her myste rioue escape, which seemed to con firm her own words, began to im press him with the belief that he bad indeed coufronted a visitant from the other world. Next morning, however, cool reflec tion taught him that he might easily have deceived himself in his excite ment. He therefore resolved all the more obstinately to pursue the in vestigation. For thtee nights following ho secreted himself iu the church and awaited her appearance, but his watch was fruitless. This cautiou on her part fully convinced him that he was dealing with a human being and not with an impalpable phan tom. Meanwhile, in pursuance of the Buspiciou which the landlord's story had imparted to him, he found a pretense on which to make the ac quaintance of Stephen Eastburn. The man impressed him unfavora bly at the first sight. Tall and gauut of figure, with small, restless gray eyes, and a false smile, he seemed to Barclay to be capable of any villainy. The young man was careful to avoid mentioning the supposed ghost, and departed with an invitation to call again. On the fourth night Barclay again secreted himself in the church. It was cold for the season, and he shivered in his hiding-place, despite bis warm clothing. Honr after hour passed away, and he was beginning to fear that bis errand would again prove fruitless, when a faint light in the body of the church caught bis eye. As it rose higher ha could see that it proceeded from a small heap of sticks collected upon the stone floor. Crouching over it, and ex tending her thin fingers to the flame, he beheld the figure of the young girl. Evidently overcome with the cold, she had ventured to indulge in thiB small comfort in the hope that it might escape notice. Pulling off his hoots, Barclay crept up behind her, and before she was aware of his presence, seiz;d her in his strong grasp. 'I knew you were no ghost,' he said, smiling; 'though if you con tinue this life much longer you will become one.' She uttered a faint cry of terror, and Bank upon her knees. 'Spare me,' she sobbed. I am only a poor, homeless, friendless girl who never wronged any one. Why do you pursue me?' 'For your own good, ray poor girl,' he said, kindly. 'Why will you not believe in my good inten tions ?' 'Why should I ?' she cried passion ately. 'Did not my father's trusted friend, the man who bad sworn to be my second father, seek my life?' 'Ah!' said Barclay, with a start. 'My conjectures was true, then. He decoyed you to the river, and, after believing you safely out of the way, left your cloak and hat upon tho bank to give the impression that you committed suicide?' 'Yes,' she answered ; but the river was more merciful than he, for it cast me ashore alive. Sickly with horror, and madly atraid of the whole world, I came here where my father lay, to die upon his grave. But it is hard for ojie so young to die. I have lived here these three months, suffering, freezing, dying. That I was taken for my own ghost was fortunate for me, for it kept every one away from me, aud aided me to get what little would keep me alive, after nightfall. And I have encouraged the superstition. Now you know all. If you are that inau's emissary, may God forgive you and help me.' 'I am an emissary of mercy,' re turned Barclay. 'I am here to do justice on a villain and to restore you to your rights. Will you help me?' She looked up at him. - 'You have a good, kind face,' she said, offering him her hand. 'I will trust you.' 'Then,' said Barclay, 'keep up the character you have assumed for one more day. To-morrow night I shall bring Eastburn hre with witnesses. Do yon play on that organ when you hear us enter. When I turn the dark lantern upon you, you nrise and denounce him as your murderer. We can safely leave him to accuse himself.' 'I will do as you wish,' she answer ed, brokenly. 'How can I thank you?' 'By following my directions,' re plied Barclay, brusquely, to hide his own emotion. With a few words more of advice he left her. His uext move was to go directly to the landlord of the inn, relate the whole story, and secure his support. At 10 o'clock on tho next night, iu company with the landlord, he called upon Stephen Eastburn. Cutting short his smooth salutiou, Barclay said : Mr. Eastburn, the obscure manner of your ward's death has given rise to strange rumors in the village. Her spirit is said to wander in the old church. We desire you to accom pany us there to-night in order to set those stories at rest.' Eastburn's jaw dropped, his face became livid, and he was barely able to reply in a.quivering voice: 'Ghost ! absurd ! Do you mean to make a fool of me? I will not go to the church at this hour of the night.' 'Allow me to observe,' said Bar clay, sternly, 'that the rumors, un less you aid in dissipating them, may culminate in a charge of murder.' Something significant in hiB tone seemed to reuder Eastburn suddenly submissive. 'Of course I will go, out of polite ness, if you insist. We shall proba bly bag a church mouse. They are proverbially so starved as to be in capable of flight.' No reply was made to this lame attempt at humor, and in a very uncomfortable frame of mind he went to the church and was shown into a pew iu the dark between tbem. Alter a moment of silence the low tones of the organ sounded through the church, accompanied by a woman's voice. 'What is this?' cried Eastburn, starting up. 'Whose voice was that?' 'Be silent,' said Barclay, sternly. 'Good reason have you to hear tnat voice with guilty horror.' At the same instant the glass from his lantern fell broadly upon the organ. Standing before it, looking down at them, waB the figure of Ada Morton. 'Oh, God,' groaned Eastburn, chok ingly. 'My sins have found me out. She lias come back from the other world to accuse me of her death.' 'Yes,' said the girl solemnly. 'Stephen Eatbuni, you are my mur derer !' 'I confess it,' shrieked the terror madened wretch; I ask no mercy trom mau, for the grave has con demned me. Take me away hide me from this awful sight.' The light was turned out and the girl's fignre disappeared. The horror-smitten Eastburn shrieking min gled prayers and curses, wa8 taken to the village and imprisoned on the double charge of fraud and attempt ed murder. In the course of time he was convicted and punished. On the same day that he was sen tenced, Barclay called upou Ada Morton, uow installed in her father's house. With her restoration to her rights, she has recovered her health and beauty, and it was a strange feeling of mingled hope aud fear that the young mau took her hand, aud 6aid : I have called to say good-bye, Miss Morton.' The bright smile faded from her face, and a look of pain came in its place. You are going away? I had hoped you would stay with us.' 'My work here is done,' he au awered. 4I have restored you to your home, aud to-day your euemy received the punishment of his crimes. What more is there to do?' 'Nothing,' she returned brokenly, 'but to forget the poor jrirl whom you have befriended. That will be easy. 'No,' he replied earnestly. 'So difficult that I shall never accom plish it. To stay a9 your friend is impossible. I must go away, aud labor to crush out this longing, this love for you, which has overgrown my whole heart, or stay to cherish it for your sake. Tell me, dear Ada, which must I do?' She looked up at him shyly, and came nearer to his side a3 she whis pered, 'Stay.' A Word ofAdrlce. It is as easy to be a good man as a poorone. Half the energy displayed in keeping ahead that is required to catch up wheu behind, would gain credit, give more time to atteud to busincsH, aud add to the profit aud reputation of those who work for gain. Be prompt ; honor your en gagements. If you promise to meet a man, or do a certain thing at a cer tain moment, be ready at the ap pointed time. If you go out on busi ness, atteud promptly to the matter on hand, then as promptly tend to your own business. Do not stop to tell stories during the business hours. If you have a place of business, be there wheu wanted. No man can get rich by sitting around stores and saloons. Never "fool" on business matters. Have order, system regu arity, and promptness. Da not med dle with business you know nothing of. Never buy an article you do not need, simply because it is cheap, and the man who sells will take it out in trade. Trade is money. Strive to avoid harsh words and per sonalities. Do not kick every stone in the path more miles can he made iu a day by going steadily on than by stopping to kick. Pay as you go ; a man of honor respects his word as he does his bond. Aid, but never beg. Relieve others, when you can, but never give what you can not afford to, simply because it is fashionable. Learn to say no. No necessity for snapping it out dog fashion, but say it firmly aud re spectfully. Uave but few confidante Use your brains rather than those of others. Learn to think and act for yourpelf. Be vigilant. Keep ahead rather than behind the time. Young men, cut this out aud place it, by careful perusal in the golden store house of your braiu, and if you find that there is folly iu the argument let us know. Down in one of the lower wards of New York a mau had a lot of brick piled up in front of his house to build a chimney. That night one of the most bloodthirsty and savage fights that ever occurred took place in that ward, aud the bricks weie hurled at numerous heads. After things had quieted down a reporter asked a gentleman who bad been prominent in the combat, if it was a feud or vendetta or what that caused the fight. He replied: "Well, there was no feud or bad blud as I know of betwane the boys. They all fit frindly. But thim bricks were there, an' they didn't know whin they'd have, things so convanient for a fight agin, so they tuk the opporchunity." Several boys in town have tried to run away lately. We tried it ourself once, boys; it don't pay. With rare exceptions home, your home, is the sweetest, most restful place you'll ever fiud on this earth. Better stay and bear the ills you know, than fly to the evils and temptations yon know not of, and the trials aud hardships the world has in store for you, only too soon. Remember this. PlqtUimouth Herald. A Family Episode. At S o'clock the other morning a wife followed ber husband down to the gate as be waa atartiug down town, and kindly said to him : "William, you know how sadly I need a blue bunting dress." "Yes, dear," he remarked, "but you know how hard up I am. As soon as I can see my way clear you shall have tho new dress and a new hat to boot. Be patient, be good, aud your reward shall be great." Forty minutes after that he emerg ed from a restaurant with a basket upon hie arm in which were chick en, pickles, cake, fruit, pie, and a bottle of liquid of a rich color, and he was just lighting a twenty-cent cigar when his wile came along. "What! You here!" he exclaimed. "Yes, I was going to market. Where are you going what's in the basket?" "I was going to carry this flsh pole around to n friend ou Jefferson avonue," ho modestly answered. "And that basket?" "This basket well, I was going to take it to the orphan asylum an a present to the children. It is a do nation from six leading citizens." "William, I don't believe it !" "Sh ! don't talk so loud !" "William, I shall talk louder yet!" she exclaimed. " I'll bet you are going fishing!'' "Mary, have I ever deceived you ?" he plaintively asked. "I never have I As a proof of my sincerity you can take this basket to the asylum your self." "And I'll do it !" she promptly re plied, as she relieved him of it. "Mary, hadn't you ?" "No, sir, I h-idu't? You'd better hurry up with that fish pole, as the man may want it, and be careful how you stand around iu the hot sun !" She left him there. He watched her take the car for home, and then he returned the 'mIi pole ami crossed the street anil said to au acquaint ance: "Tom, I'm suffering with neural gia, and the exciiriion is oil till next week. Too bad, but we can never tell what a day may bring forth." There was chicken aud pickles, and other good things on the tablet at dinner, but he never smiled. Even when his wile wished she was an orphan, it that wa- the way they were fed, h- never betrayed the gloom in his heart. It wan only when she handed him the bottle ha had -so carefully tucked into the banket, and lie saw it labeled, "Good for Little Children," then he said: "Mary, it is an awful thing for a wife to get the impression that her husband is a liar!' "It uiiHt be," she rpplied aa she took the other chicken lej;. He C'lieerful. In a small garden, which contain ed beautiful tl iwer., shrubbery and many tall tree?, there were two beautiful fountains. The place was lighted by large electric lights, hung very high. On opposite side3 of the garden, on a level with the shrub bery, were two lights thrown thro' colored glass upon the fountains, making them look like fountains of fire tinged with all the colors of the rainbow. A mau at evch light reg ulated the glass, thus changing the colors of the fountains. Now one would look to be clear, spouting fire, and the other would be tinged heavily with iu the darker rainbow tints ; then the first would take tho most delicate coloring, and the other would look like a creamy veil flung up through the darkness, its color all gone. The first was alwa s light aud diffused light, while the other was often heavily colored, gave no light, and seemed to struggle np through the darkness. As 1 stood looking at the beautiful scene, and listening to the murmur ing melody of the water, a fairy guard came gliding up to me and said, 'The light fountain represents thope people who arc always cheer ful and bright, and the dark one represents those who are by habit sad or stern.' Ot course, we cannot be really happy at all times, not by any means, but we cau always look on the brighter side, aud for the sake of others not give way to every ill feeling that happens to come over us. We unconsciously do much towards making those around us happy or miserable. Jennie Oakley. A. C Tyrrel has had quilo an ex tensive veranda built to his house and is also having a cistern dug. 'Lonzo is bound, to have the finest place in town but we hardly think that these latter improvements were mado for that purpose. Rumor says well let her say it, we only hope it's true. Madison Chronicle. Moderation is the silken string running through all virtues.
