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And through tho curtains creeping. Weave in the wimples of her hair The perfume of the elover Caress lier face, so sweet and fair, 'And tell her how 1 love her. —C'y Wurman in New York Sun.
A WAIF.
Tlie great yard of the King George inn a* Corncliester was almost emptied of Men, horses and vehicles when Jeremiah Mott, the Willowmere' carrier, entered it. It was th 8 o'clock of a winter evening, and nearly everybody had gone home from market. The stables of the King George wore almost empty. In its accustomed corner stood old Farmer Scrooby's gray mare, but that was not unusual, seeing that Scrooby never went home until he had finished his "market (lay Mowance."
Ho was silling in the bar parlor just then, leisurely soaking his capacious body with gin tnd water, and the'ostler knew that the gray mare would have to stand in its stall for a good hour yet. But it was something very unusual to see Jerry Mutt's stout pony in the stables at that time, and the 'ostler was curious to know the reason of the carrier's delay. As a usual thing, Jeremiah was off and away before G. "Yew be late tonight, Master Mott," said the 'ostler as Jerry approached the stable door. "You'm away home afore this in general." "Ah!" Jeremiah heaved a long sigh. "Ah! You be right, William yes, you l)e right. Outward at 12 and inward a. 6—them is my rule, as a hewsual thing —j*es, oh, dear, yes." "Well, yew be two hours late in goin hinwards tonight, then, Master Mott, for 'tis 8 now by parish church clock." "Ah, dear, yes!" said Jerry, helping the 'ostler to yoke the stout pony into the shafts of the carrier's cart. "But I was two hours late in startin from Willowmere, ye sea, Willum. Oh, ah—yes of course. Trouble, Willum, trouble it was that did it. 'All flesh is grass,' ain't it, now, Willum?" "All, yew be right, Master Mott. Yes, 'man as is born of woman'—very powerful, effectin words them be. Somebody dead, Master Mott?" "Yes," said Jerry, heaving another prodigious sigh. "Oh, yes, Willum. My little grandowteT." "Nay. What, Bob's little g'el? I be sorry to hear on't, Master Mott. And the only one they had too! Dear, dear!" "Ah!" sighed Jerry. "Ten month old this very day, and as fine a child as ever yew did see. The way it took nourishment! Oli. but 'tis a world o' trouble is this, now—ain't it, Willum?" "Yew be right there," said William. "There do be a deal o' deaths. Old Simon Brown died last week—matter ninety-fower he were. Ah, very sad is this world—so it is." "Aye," said Jerry, climbing into his cart and swinging his lantern over its contents to see that they were all safe "aye, Willum, we be all born to trouble, accordin to the Scripcher. Take it very I bad, do some on us, too. when we be called to kiss the rod too." "Human natur, Master Mott, human natur. Yes, 1 reckon Bob and his pore wife'll take it very hard. Dear, dear, a deal they did think o' that child, sure-ly!
The way it were dressed—like a Quality infant. Ah, a sore trouble iudeeu." "Aye, Willum, and, ye see. all the I more so 'cause Bob and his wife has no more. Oh, a very desolate house indeed, 1 assewer you, Willum, when 1 come away. 'Bob. my lad.' I says, 'yew bear up. Listen to paison, Bob,' I says. •Let him speak comfortable words,' savs I."
reins. "Aye! Buried it today they did, Willum. Alongside my old woman it is —God rest 'em both! Well, good night, Willum—a very sad world is this here."
Jerry went nimbling out of the yard and through the archway into the glaring lights of the market place. Usually he had stopped his pony at the sweetstuit' shop and puicliased.a "marketing" for Bob's baby tonight he drove sadlypast, for the baby was dead and beyond the reach of lollipops. He could see tho little green grave in Willowmere churchyard in his mind's eye as he drove slowly out of Corncliester and turned into the dark country lane that led homeward. Such a tiny mound it was—how strange that it covered so much of human love and sorrow!
It is six miles from Corncliester to Willowmere, and between the market town and the sleepy village lie two other places—one a railier large colliery village called Pitmouth, the other a tiny hamlet called Little Ashby. It was old Jerry's duty to call at both these places. There were parcels to deliver and commissions to give an account of. Presently therefore he pulled up at the Blue Pig in Pitmouth, and after collecting half a dozen miscellaneous parcels from his cart disappeared into the inn. His pony remained quietly outside. It was accustomed to slay in the same spot every Saturday evening for at least half an hour.
Everything was very quiet .inside the inn. The village lay a hundred yards farther along the, road, and the Blue Pig was therefore comparatively lonely. Thus it happened that, no one was about when a woman, carrying a square basket hamper, came cautiously from tho direction of the village and approached Jeremiah Mott's cart. She looked around to see that no one watched her, and then laid the basket very gently among the straw in the body of the vehicle. For a moment sho lingered, then she drew the
ehawl closely about her face and hurried away. At tho end of half :n hour Jerry emerged from thei",n. eliiiibed tohis seat, bade the pony pro'-eed and rolled away again. He left th.? colliery village behind him and was toon in the open country. Left to himself once more tho li'v'Ue green gvavo in Willowmere churchyard began to haunt him again. He sighed as he pictured tho lonely cottage at home. Bob and his wife would be there waiting his return, and no doubt still sorely troubled by their bereavement. "Eh," sighed Jerry to himself, "what a deal o' difference a little un dew make,
Bure-ly! I'd gi' a hundred goold guineas to have it back." The road grew rather rough. They bad been laying down a course of dross upon it, and the pony staggered a bit as he picked l.is way in the darkness over the sharp points. The cart had no springs, and it began to jolt and shake somewhat. Presently it got over the stones and onto smooth surfaces again. Then Jerry was suddenly aware of a child's faint cry somewhere close at hand. He started and pricked his ears like a watchdog. "Seems to me. like a child a-cryin," said he. "Yes 'tis a child, sure-ly. Whoa, Robin, lad! Let's see what this may he. Whoa, then!"
The pony stopped, and Jeremiah got down, and having lighted, his lantern went over toward the hedgeside. The cry had stopped then. He looked about him curiously, but saw nothing. "Must be on t'other side," said he, and went stumping across the lane. Then the faint cry came again, and the carrier straightened himself up in amazement. "Blessed if 'tain't in my cart!" said he. "Well—well—this do be very pertickler strange. A child cr$in in my cart."
He held the lantern over the cart tail and looked at the miscellaneous collection of baskets, bags and parcels arranged there. And then his face grew troubled, for ho saw a hamper and did not recognize it. "Dear, dear!" said Jeremiah. "Here be strange work, I misdoubt. I didn't nevet put that i' my cart.'"
The hamper lid was loose, and Jerry turned it back and gazed with astonished eyes on the sight which presented itself. For there, warmly wrapped in various ancient garments, lay a baby girl, fair haired and blue eyed, who stared at Jerry's wrinkled and weatherbeaten face, and smiled contentedly. "Dear-a-me!" said the carrier. "Dear-a-ine!"
He stood staring at the baby until it began to whimper again. There was a feeding bottle in the basket with it, and Jerry hastened to thrust the tube into the little rosy mouth, at the same time giving voice to certain soothing chuckles which he had used when hushing his little dead granddaughter to sleep. Then he covered the baby up again and went forward to Little Ashby and pulled up at the door of the "Brown Cow." He staid inside little more than two minutes, and when he came forth again the stout, comfortable looking landlady followed him to the cart. "Look 'ee there, missis," said Jerry, holding his lantern over the Bleeping baby's face. "Look 'ee there!"
The landlady nodded and sighed. "Ah, poor dear!" said she. 'Tis just a dispensation o' Providence, Master Mott—it is indeed. Take it home to Bob's poor wife—may be it'll comfort her for the loss of the other."
So Jeremiah set forward over the last mile of road to Willowmere. The baby slept quietly all the way, for the road was smooth, and the motion of the cart was soothing.
Poor Bob, his eyes red with weeping for the dead baby, was at the gate to welcome his father. Jeremiah got down from
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'Tis tress White—she says'at if on'y Mary
"To be sure." agreed tin* hostler. lis vetj seasonable is a bit religion when 'lld kit »t would do her good, but man's in trouble.'" I ^lur
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"Bob,"' said the old man. here!" He held the lantern over the sleeping baby. Bob, opening his eyes and mouth, stared and gazed in amazement. The old man set down the light, and lifting the child from its nest turned with it toward the house. Mary sat by the hearth as he entered, her eyes dry and burning, her face full of despair. "Mary," said old Jeremiah very softly. "Mary—look thee here, my dear."
He laid the sleeping baby on her knee. It suddenly woke and shed the full light of its blue eyes upon her. For a second she gazed at it wonderingly then she clasped it in her arms, and the hot tears began to rain down upon its round little face. Old Jeremiah watched the littlo group wonderingly then he turned, sighed and went back to his cart.— Newcastle Chronicle.
'I Inventions of Women. Women inventors by no means confine themselves to those departments where they might be supposed to possess .special experience. Patents have been granted to women for a plan for deadening the noise on railways, for preventing sparks from locomotives, for sweeping the streets, for a new form of life raft, for textile manufactures, electrical appliances, and in London a woman has patented a machine for making watch screws that is provided with a thread so delicate as to be almost invisible, and so perfect its to cut threads on a human hair.—New York Sun.
A Way Out of It.
The other day a journal, hitherto without a spot on its character, inquired with well feigned innocence, "How can five persons divide five eggs so that each man will receive ono and still one remain in the dish?" After several hundred people went two-thirds distracted in the mazes of this proposition, the journal meanly nay8, "One takes the dish with the egg.1'
SOME FORGOTTEN POEMS.
Dead rhymes are hero that no man comes to read Dead us tho flowers that robed tho maiden
Spring
To wed wiLh Sutpmer when tho streams were freed And all the birds began to nest and sing.
It somo ono plucked the flowers and laid them by Between tho prim white pages that 1 hold, Tho crushed and faded leaves would dim the eyo
And leave the yearning heart uncheered and cold.
But, sweeter flowers of rhyme, amid the glooro And silent dust of all the silent shilves, You keep your glory and your primal bloom!
And live, if not for others, for yourselves.
And when I chance to open wide the page. Behold, your beauty breaks upon tho earth And all the splendor of a buried ago
Is horn again with glad, immortal birth.
And happy I may hear tho master hand Sweep down the lyre and wake each vibrant chord That swells with glory of a sweeter land.
Where life was hope aud love alone was lord.
So let the cover close, the page grow gray Amid the dust where no eye comes to see. My heart, alone the song shall hold and sway—
The pu:.i's dream shall wake a world for mo. —W. .1. Henderson in Harper's Weekly.
Ho Cut tho Hopes
The architect Yiollet-le-Duc was ono day on the Schwarzenberu glacier, at a height of about 9,000 feet, accompanied by Biiptiste, the guide, who marched in front. Tho two men were attached to each other by a rope, as is usual in Alpine mountaineering.
The guide had passed ov«r a crevasse, but when M. Viollet-le-Duc attempted to cross it ho failed and fell into the abyss. The guide tried to pull him out, but instead he found himself gradually descending.
The architect perceived that his 04111paniou, if he persisted in tho attempt to save him, would surely share his late, and he asked if Baptiste had a family. "A wife and children," was the swer."Then," said Viollet-le-Duc quietly. "I shall cut the rope."
Ho did so and fell, but a block of ice thirty feet lower down stopped his descent. When Baptiste saw this, and that for a time the danger was lessened, he went in search of help and returned with four stout peasants. Three hours afterward Viollet-le-Duc was extricated.
In spite of his perilous position, the ruling passion was strong with the artist, for, although he was almost covered with icicles from the dripping water, he had contrived to make drawings of the novel effects he was able to perceive.— Youth's Companion.
Anecdote of Sherman'a Son.
A detachment of soldiers were told off to take charge of young Tom (now Father) Sherman while crossing the pontoon bridge across the Potomao when the armies of the country were coming to Washington to take part in the great review there in 1865. He was then about eight years old.
Ono of the men asked him if he expected to grow up as smart a man as his father, the general, and ho promptly answered, "No!" "Why?" was the next question. "Well," he replied with the same readiness, "there are plenty other men who have grown up, and why ain't they as smart as my Cather'r''—Philadelphia Times.
IV,ier Cooper's Earthly flownrd. New Yorkcl's need not be reminded of what they owe to good old Peter Conper. who began life in earnest- wh-ei a buy in a hat factory, and who died lame-lie'! by the thousands whom hi:, earne.v,. ca itable life had blessed, it nn i:! that Peter Cooper made hi- mot. for the good he could do with it. i! events he lived to a great a'.:" the practical benefits i!i,u arow. .-o:u .unwell directed efforts. To have uu-i i.i.. ing that a whole city was in j..', and that a great nation was .• his praises was in it.-. lf rewa" money rightly spent ami time —New York World.
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In reply to the query whether brr.nciics which are now too low fur ennve::i( nee will get, higher in time when the trtink of tho tree lengthens, Median, 111 his Illustrated Monthly, .says:
It is a general impression that the trunks of trees lengthen, but this is not the case. The trunk of a tree, being once formed, does not lengthen a fraction, 110 matter if it lives to 100 years. A branch from a trunk that is now, say. six feet from the ground will have the center of that branch still six feet from the ground, 110 matter how many years elapse. If branches are therefore now too low, they had better be cut off at once. Again, it is worth remembering in cutting oil branches that they should always he cut close to the trunk or to any main branch, so that the wound may heal over. If the branch is very large, so that the wound is likely to take several years to heal over, it ia better to paint it, in order to keep the water from rotting the wood until it is properly healed. More good trees are spoiled through leaving an inch or two of stump to a cut off branch than people have a 113' idea of.
IJy a Toppy's Smell.
In Turkey if a man falls asleep in the neighborhood of a poppy field and the wind blows from the field toward bin: he becomes narcotized and would die if the country people, who are well acquainted with the circumstances, did not bring him to a well or stream and empty pitcher after pitcher of water 011 his face and body.—New York Press
:''Parts of Louisiana are adapted to the culture of oranges, and considerable planting has already taken place. Orange culture has also acquired a foothold in Arizona, especially in the Salt river valley and in the valley of the Gila, according to the«California Fruit (j rower.
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