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VOL XII.-N0. 18.
COLUMBUS, NEB., WEDNESDAY, AUGUST 31, 1881.
WHOLE NO. 590.
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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
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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.
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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
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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.