Crawfordsville Daily Journal, Crawfordsville, Montgomery County, 18 July 1891 — Page 7

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Down at tbo farmhouse below tbo hill. The blinds were closed, and tho wheel VM Btill.

Tho swirl of tho Btrcom and tho bluo fly*» drone Troubled tho preacher's v$lcoalono,

Whore, by tho open door, ho stood. And talked to tho gathering neighborhood,

Of earth and /leaven. and the grave between,. Tho visible world and the world unseen—

Glancing aside, with solemn air, To the dead who lay In her coffln thera

Every breath of tho-soft May hreczo Shook the blonsoming Ulao trees,

And sent quiver of lipht and bloom Iuto tJw hushed and darkened room.

It touchod with gleam the shadowed walV It flickered over the funeral pall,

And circled nbout the tremulous hoad Of the nearest mourner besido tho doad—

Farmor Morrison, old and gray, lientum! helpless for many a day.

Up and down, with a dull surprise, Hestlcasly wandered his sunken eyoa,

Seeking, it serroed, in that crowded jilace. The one familiar missing face—

The face that, stony and set, lay hid Just out of Bight 'ncath the colUn-lid.

Novnr a day, till the day she died, Had the. wife been gone from her husband's side

Thus were the twain asunder reft, The helpful taken, the helpless Irift.

And the preacher spoke to the people there Of the Will divine, lu hisslmple prayer

Tho Lioril, who giveth and taketh awayPraised be the name of the Lord for aye I

Now, whon the last amen was said, And the mourners rose to follow the dead,

Farmer Morrison, gaunt and tail, Stood up Hlruight in th* sight of all,

Suddenly strady of eye and limb. While the people gazed aghast at him.

lie laid his hand on the coflln-lirt, He stooped to kiss the fact it hid,

Then, spent with that one strong, sudden breath, Life's latest flicker went out in death.

Thus were the twain again made one— Trial over and trouble done.

And the preacher said, in his solemn speech: The way of tho Lord man may not reach.

Lo! He hath given and taken again 1 Praised be the name of the Lord Amen!" «—Kato Putnam Osgood, in New Eagland Mag* nine.

OYER-THE-WAY.

What Brought Two Sad But Loving Hearts Together.

Over-the-Way queer name for a •woman, isn't it? It was liy ,Iim Gray —lie's a telegraph operator on a morning' newspaper—who ^ave her the name. Of course we found out her real name afterward, but none of us at Mrs. Smith's ever spoke of her except as Over-the-Wav. It was at the breakfast table—we were all night workers anil the breakfast hour at Mrs. Smith's is noon—ami .Tim sits where he can look out of tht.- window. Miss Elliott —she "does society" on another mominn paper and is quite vivacious—noticed that Jim was neglecting his plate of buckwheat cakes and staring with all his eyes across the street. Now, •)im is a master-hand nt buckwheat cakes, and Miss Elliott, having a reputation for vivacity to sustain, was perfectly jnstiiied in remarking that Mr. (Iray did not seem quite Tiimself. Wo laughed, as in politeness bound, and that brought Jim back, lie got up and made a flourish with his napkin anil said: "Ladies and Gentlemen: It now gives me great pleasure to present to you the neighbor we have long been expecting—Over-the-Way."

We were so interested that we got right up from the breakfast table and crowded to the windows. Even that reserved and sarcastic Elizabeth Hawkins—she's a telephone girl, and I suppose she's justified in having a poor opinion of mankind and trying to get even out of olliee hours—forgot her dignity for onee and was as interested as anybody. You see, the workmen had been busy on a little cottage right neross the ht reet for two months or more. We did not pay any particular attention to it until they began to put in a second-story bay window that was almost as big as the rest of the cottageAfter that bay window had done duty as a family joke fur two or threo v.-ecks we fell to wondering what sort of people had built it and who would occupy such a funny little house. Handsome Harry Roberts—he's a window dresser in a big State street dry goods store and a great hand with tho girls—said he knew some woman was responsible for that window and hnpi'd site would be good looking it would be a pitv to spoil such a fino window. Whereupon dear old Miss ISrooks— she's nice looking even if she is forty and-has eome down from better days to pri of reading—reminded him in her precise, genteel way that young men who had no eyes for anything but a pretty woman sometimes came to grief. The graceless Harry responded that a homely woman was a real grief and a pretty one a joy forever, llere the scamp lot iked hard at Elizabeth Hawkins. Elizabeth Hawkins looked back at Harry, and I thought she was poing to say: J'.usy what's your number'.''' And John terry—he's some sort of an editor and doesn't say much, being as reserved as Elizabeth Hawkins and peculiar like—saw Harry and sci iwleil.

Well, as I was saying, wo had many a discussion over that little cottage, and finally came to feel a sense of proprietorship in what we called "Over-the-Wny." So you see it was a great day for us when Over-the-Way herself appeared.

To be sure, there wasn't much to see •when we did get to tho window—just a big transfer wagon loaded with now furniture, an express wagon heaped Tiigh with household belongings, two drivers, an old negro woman with a gorgeous turliau, anil a dear little woman in a smart jacket and a widebrimmed hat.

Harry Roberts declared ho was simply perishing for exercise and fresh air and put on his overcoat and strolled past the eottago. Ho came back and

reported that the little woman was a beauty: in fact, he grew quite eloquent over lier charms. And then, of course, we had to talk it all over—whether she was married, and if she was, whero was her husband, and if she wasn't, was slio going to live all alono with the old colored aunty, and so on.

Orcr-the-Way was evidently a capable little body, for she had tho furniture in and the house to rights in no tiino. And the way old Aunt Amanda —that's the name wo gave to tlio colored woman and her turban—made tHIngs fly moved Mrs. Smith to wish with tears in lier voice that the days of slavery were back again.

But though tho nest was ready no male bird appeared. After a week had gone by wo women began to hate "him," as we called the man Over-the-Way was waiting for. We knew there was a "him" by tho way she flew to meet the postman and fairly hugged the letter when she got one, a: kind o' drooped lyhen she didn't And there were mighty few days when she drooped, too. ]iut his absence didn't seem to lxither Over-the-Way a bit. She was busy morning and night lixing U]) the cottage for him. The big baywindow was evidently the pride of hei life. Every afternoon she'd put on a pretty liousedress, snuggle down in a big armchair right in the middle of it, and read over her letters. Harry Roberts thought it was all for his benefit until he found, after repeated trials, that she had no eves for him except to find his gianees and attitudes a subject ,for mirth. And then one day we found out why it was she had no eyes for

Harry or any other man—except one. It was the second Synilay, just before dinner time—her dinner timeanil she was in the window as usual. Hilt she had on new dress, and to save her she couldn't sit still in her chair more than thirty seconds at a time. All of a sudden she clapped her hands and gave a Utile jump, and kissed her hand to somebody we couldn't sec, and ran from the window. Ami then a manly young fellow went striding across the street and ran up the steps. The front door blew open with a bang, and Over-the-W ay had him by the arm and was dragging him inside in a second. Then she let go of him in a hurry and ran in quieker than she camc out. If she hadn't she'd have been kissed right there on the front porch In plain sight of every Ixidy.

We know they'd show up in tho big bay window sooner or later. And suro enough, just after dinner, they came in sight. She was clinging to his arm and just dancing on her toes, she was so happy. And just as she was right in tho middle of telling him how tine it was she discovered us at the windows. We could almost see her blush clear across the street, and her young husband straightened up and looked daggers. I!ut John Berry rose to tho occasion nobly. He had his overcoat and hat on—he was just-going out—and he took oil' his hat and made a bow, respectful and friendly-like, as much as to say: "We're glad to see yon, sii-." And we women clapped our hands and smiled, as much as to say: "We're glad lie's come at last." And then Over-the-"Way and her husband saw it was all right and they smiled and bowed. Over-tlie-'Way patted him on tho arm, as much as to say: "Here he is isn't he nice?" And the young husband put his arm around Over-the-Way and gave her a little hug right before our eyes, as much as to say: "It's all right now I'll make up for lost time." And then we came away from the windows.

Young Mr. Over-the-Way—wo found out afterward that in public life he waa a traveling salesman for a big drug firm—staid three days. Then he went away. And Ovcr-tlic-Wav went up into lier bay window and bravelj* kissed her hand to liiin till he turned the corner. Then she dropped down into her big armchair anil turned its broad back to us.

He was gone two weeks, and they were long weeks for Over-the-Way. 1 tut everything human has an end and he came back at last Well, it was the same thing over again only he staid but one day. Then he was gono ten days. Next time it was a week, and alter that it was every Sunday when we sat down to breakfast wo found them together in the big bay window. Hut Sundays are invariably followed by Mondays, and poor Over-the-Way liad hard work enough to lay in happiness enough in one day to last her six. Still, from .Monday morning to Wednesday night r,he lived on remembrance, and from Thursday morning to Saturday night on anticipation so slio got along pretty well. lint one day, after six or seven 'monthsof this alternate sunshine and fchadiuv, the clouds settled down in earnest over tho little cottage. lie came home in the middle .if the weclt and Over-the-Way met, him at the door with a seared fao*\ The next morning he left with a big truuk. lie had his hat down over his eyes and never j. looked baek at the bay window, lie] knew Over-the-Wav wasn't there to kiss her hand to him. Wo didn't see hrr at all that day. for by and by Aunt Amanda came and pulled down tho shades.

He had leei\ ordered off on a three months' trip to South America, and John Herry said "reciproc'ty" or somo such thing was the cause of it I know wo women all hatcil it, whatever it was.

Over-the-Way came back to her boudoir after awhile, but slio didn't seem to be quite the same old Over-the-Way. She got letters, but they didn't -come every day now. Sometimes wo fairly hated the postman—just as if it was his fault! Hut when she did get one—why, we i»on.hl tell a block olT when the postman had a letter by tho way he walked. lty and by Over-the-Way h«d a broad, fcom'forta ble lounge put in her window and deserted her armchair for it There she would lie for hours reading or looking idlv out of tho window. And Jim Gray said one day that he hoped Over-tlie-Way wasn't going to grieve herself into a decline, if she didu chirk up pretty soon he believed bed get her husband's address and write to him to

throw up I.is joIj am! come home. And Harry Roberts said that maybe Ovcr-the-Way wasn't so much better than every other woman after all and liked to lie around in a loose gown and read Ijovels just like tho rest of them. Nobody said a word and the next day Harry Roberts told Mrs. Smith that lie guessed lui'd leave at the end of tho week, and he did.

Rut Jim Gray didn't write, for Ovcr-tlie-Way did chirk up right away. She got an industrious streak all of a sudden and sat In her big armchair and cut and basted and sewed until Jim said hc» was afraid sho was getting vain and thinking too much of lier clothing for such a sensible young woman. Then he suggested that most likely she was getting ready to join her husband in South America. We women all began to talk about spring bonnets and Mrs. Smith left the room. She suddenly remembered that she had loft something ill tho oven.

Jim grew reconciled to the sewing, but he found other things to worry him. lie elccti'il himself a bulletin committee of one and made frequent reports. When there were no facts he gave us the benefit of Ills speculations. One day he announced that he guessed Over-the-Way would begin to pack up before long she had pretty much finished her sewing.

A few mornings after that there was news. We women all knew it long before breakfast time and John Rerry and the other men were told by Mrs. Smith when they came down. The bulletin committee was a little late and we were all at breakfast when he appeared. The moment lie entered the room he sai 1 he was sure that Over-the-Way was ill when he got home everything was ablaze with light and there was a doctor's phaeton in front of the house. We could see for ourselves that the bay window shades were down. "Uiaph!" said Mrs. Smith. "Is that all you have to tell 11s?" "Why, what's happened?" "Over-the-Way has a visitor." "Sa he's back at last., is he? Well, it's time." "I wish her husband was hero it's a dear little girl." "Good Lord!" said Jim.

Nobody laughed right then, but a minute later, when Miss Elliott made one of her vivacious remarks, everybody roared—except Jim. Even John Berry and Elizabeth Hawkins who were looking powerfully glum, had to laugh. Things got out so in a boarding' house. We all knew that he had proposed and she had said no.

Just as wo were getting through breakfast John Berry gave a groan at the window and turned to us with his face working and his lips trembling. He couldn't speak just pointed across the street.

Old Aunt Amanda was tying a long streamer of white crepe to the door bell. "Over-tlu-Way's dead." said some one in a strained whisper. "White's for little children." said Mrs. Smitli. "It's Over-the-Way's little baby. 0 dearl O dear!" And tho good woman burst out sobbing. None of us were much better olf, for that matter.

So it happened that when we made our first call across the street, John Berry and Mrs. Smith went. Mrs. Smith went in, but John paced up and down in front of the house. Elizabeth Hawkins never took her eyes otT him. She was as pale as a ghost and yet sho didn't look exactly unhappy either.

By and by they came back. As soon as tlicy came in John took out a roll of money and dropped a bill in his hat"Flowers!" taid he. and looked around as much as to ask if anybody wanted to follow suit- We all put in something. Elizabeth Hawkins put in a dollar. 1 know she had saved it to buy some Sunday gloves. After John had gone out Mrs. Smith told us how she! had talked with the poor young mother in the darkened room and how the little baby v.as to be buried tho next day and how John was to see to everything and goto the cemetery, and how the little cofiin was to be put in the vault and kept till the father got home.

By and by John came back with a great box. It was full to the brim with lilies of the valley—not another flower.

Well, John's services were not needed after all: for that very night the young husband came homo from South America. And the next day when the carriage drove away from the little cottage with a little white casket on the front scat lu-aped high with lilies of the valley the poor younff husband looked over to us in the windows and made a sort of a bow and put his hand on his heart.

That evening when it was time to go to work John Berry came down with a satchel in his hand and began to say good-by to us. saying lie was going to leave- When he came to the last one— Elizabeth Hawkins—he hesitated, then held'out his hand just as lie had to the rest of us. She just bandy touched it. and both of them looked white and trembling. Just as lie was going outof the di'.'iir she called to him: "John!"

It. wasn't a bit like Elizabeth Hawkins'voice, and we all stared. John came back, but didn't say a word—just stood waiting. And now tlicy both were red. "Are you going because—because—"

John nodded. I don't believo he could have raid a wor.l to save him. "Well—well—I—John, don't go!"

Long before she finished John had her in his arms and right before us all. "I said 'no,' John, because I was afraid you were hard and unfeeling— till to-day. Now I know better." "God bless you, my children!" said motherly Mrs. Smith.- Tho stereotyped old phrase was a relief, and wo all laughed in a teary sort of way, then she added: "When trouble comes ntul you need patience and forbearance, remember what brought you together."

And we all said: "Over-the-Wav!"—Chicago Tribune.

—Chess is a game that requires a great deal of patience—especially on the part of the chessplayer's wife.— Somerville.Journal.

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