Indianapolis Sentinel, Volume 34, Number 25, Indianapolis, Marion County, 25 January 1885 — Page 12

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THE INDIANAPOLIS DAILY SENTINEL, SUNDAY MORNING, JANUARY 20 1885.

TT II EX TUE I1A11Y CAME.

JOOlrilENK rOLLA.HD. Always la tho house there was trouble and con tcntlon. Little sharks ot fellas fiashirg Into Came, , High of irritation, ho tare to make occasion Tor strife and irlbulatioa-tlli the baby cane. All th evil sounds fall of bate and rancor. Ill thaaairy tumult-nobody to blame l AU wer nastjol sosweetly. Disappearing lleeüy. Or quieted completely, when the baby tame. Yacea that had worn a gloomy Tell of dne, Hcaji latent on Feeklag lor fortune or for fame. Onceagaia were lightened. Ouce aain were brightened. And their rap;ure LeigbteDed, when the tvaoy AH a faction. j windows open to receive It Pure and freaa frcra. neaveu, and gl?e It earthly name. Clasping and carttwlng In arm or lore con reusing That life bad lolsxtd a blessing till the baby came. Home that were In shadow felt the gentle innLine, Snlllaf a 11 aaxlcui their secret to proclaim; (irateful ongs were swelling. Of mlrt and gU.lnew telling. And Lore rated all U.e dwelling, when the baby came. Hearts that had been sundered by a tide of pasIIUU Wert again united in purpose and In aim; In the haunt secluded feace divinely brooded. Where discord had intruded till the baby came. Little cloud-dlpel!er! little comfort brlnt,'erl Baby-girl, or bat, j-boy. welcome all the samel Efen o'er the embers Of bleak and cold December Some load heart remembers when the baby came. A WIDOW BEWITCH Kl. I From Temple Bar. J I. "If my relations were a set of patriots," soliloquized Colonel Roslyn Seymour, "with only od set phraae among the at, they could not echo more persistently, 'Yon ought to get married! you ought to get married!' It's dinned into my ears from morning nntil night, and coir positively if Kitty hain't taken it up my favorite sister Kitty, who makes it her boast that she can twist me around her finger. "Pahawl 'charming woman"' his eyes had fallen on a sentence in a letter near him 'they are all charming women. 'Her hut band only li?ed two years What of that? Poor Lacy only lived twelve months, and I don't want to get married again. 'We were schoolfellows,1 and Bob has known her from her childhood.' That isn't saying any thing; somebody has known everybody from their childhood, and I haven't such an exalted opinion of Mr. Uob'd intimates as my meddle orte monkey of a sister has!" Colonel Seymonr would not have chafed half so sorely under the interference of his family had he not sten there was some reason for it. His wife, a delicate young creature, as pretty and about a companion able as va ' wax doll, had died in giving birth to a daughter, who had been left in the care of her grandmother. A year ago the grand mother had died, and what to do with the child waa a quest I in every one bad answered except the father. "You must marry again," they said; bot that was just what he didn't want to do, and he had accepted his sister's invitation to Ashridge Manor because Kitty never both ered him about this vexed question. Traitress! He had cot a doubt but the upshot ot her letter was that this Mrs. Coventry was to be there to meet him. He had a good mind not to go; but, then, there was the child, who Was to go with him. Kitty had asked her down, that she might get Detter acquainted with her cousins, and had arranged that a new governess was to meet them at the station and take good care of Uab daring the journey. "Oh, ban the women!" he exclaimed, irritably; "I don't believe another being on earth is bothered about them as I am. 'Hang lira. Coventry," he continued; "and aa for Kitty, confound her and her ccherne together!" Now, it happened that on that same night, and at about the same hour, in a coxy little boudoir in Kensington Gore a Tery gocd looking woman sat alone, trying to make up her mind to what seemed to her a desperate action . She too was soliloquizing; before her also lay a letter, and her name was Mrs. Coventry. 'It's the same thing invariably always heralded by my money and that's what Is making Kitty to anxious for me to meet her brother. I'm sure she knew how mnch I admired him before he married.or I either. Bat your face was your fortune then, my dear," she said, addressing the charming reflection opDosite her; "now yon're a rich widow, acd it's a dill rent matter. 1 don't tee why it should be, though," and she regarded herself more critically ; "and as for him, although he does not know me from Adam, I admLkturn as much as ever." .JThe little sirppertd feet were stretched out fcgjn, and she tat razing into the fire. Then, without removing her eyes, she reached oat her band for the letter, and held it so that it may be read over her ahoulder. "Dkar Heles: Am I not the most unfortunate person In the world? My cousin's little boy is very unwell with what may be only a csM, or the doctor says may turn out a fever. Of course. I dare not risk: the children at Ashridge Manor, but if it proves to be nothing at all, I do cot want Mrs. Lambton to be made nervous about having me, eo I intend to write and say that I am detained by amrained ankle fortunately 1 have turned ruy foot: and would you let one of your servants go to Colonel Sevxaoar's, and say from me that I am unable to fulfill my engagement of taking charge of his little girl on the journey? I do cot know where to address hlm.or I would not trouble you. My cousin has" Bat at this point Mrs. Coventry's interest teemed to Ctase, for without reading the ret of the letter, she re!apsed into her study of the fire. Suddenly ane tang the bell. "&sd KUia to me," sne said, and a few minntea later her maid appeared "I have changed my mind about Thursday. I shall go to Ashridge to morrow by the 11:50 train. You can come on by one later." II. Tea sure, ma'am, nobedy, unless compelled to, would leave their home on such a day as this," said Kllis, looking out of the window. "It isn't weatner fit to send so mach as a dog out." Then tell John that Rex is to be Kept indoors," Two bare feet were on the carpet, and Mrs. Coventry's decision was announced by "Order a cutlet for me before I go, acd John is to feth a good ca" to take me to the station." Cilia retired in injured silence. She had at . s. . . uer own opinion oi in s unwarrantaoie mystery it was something to do with that Miss Hamblin, who was going d wn as governess to Ashridge Manor, and who was always mads a most ridiculous fuss over. Ellis did not ee the way quite clear to punish the two delinquents, bat somehow revenge she'd have "Not that dress, the serge one," Mrs. Coventry's toilet was ail but completed. "I shall take a bag to put a boor and the

newspaper in, me mica: rug, ana wear my blade bonnet acd my sealskin cloak " Thus attired, behold Mrs. Coventry already repenting the step she had taken, and hill inclined to turn back entering the VTCltlrs-room of the Waterloo Station. She xrcsirred should the see Colonel Seymour f-tra. No; the room waa empty. Very rr!j, iztlnz it was such a bad morning, he L 1 riven up all thought tf coming. 13 cny inquiry been made for a Miai ' " Minr' tbaaaid. v naming; nobody had been la- . ' - -trr turned to go. ' the name o' Harablin?" ' -r. tinst whom she ran. V aald the waiting-room

woman, beginning to explain. But matters x, have to go rap'dly at railway stations, and. before Mrs. Coventry bad arranged her plan!

of action Colonel Seymour bad shaken her by the hand, raid he was pleased to meet her, much obliged for her venturing on each a morning, put his little girl under her care and desired the porter to see them to a carriage, while he went to get their tickets. Flight was Impossible. She had come fo tar. and now she must go on. An hour later the train was crawling alowly past Stillwater. In one corner of the carnage sat Mrs. Coventry, opposite her was Bab, at the far end Colonel Seymour. The usual civilities had ben -exchanged, and since then the Colonel had sat in trenched behind bis paper, keeping it up as a screen, under shelter of which he was taking stock of his fair neighbor. "Uncommonly fine young woman; re markably good style, tool" And then he shook his head and sighed compassionately. "Far to pretty to be a governess. If they have some of Mr. Bob's chums down there to stay, there'll be the very deuce to pay at Ashridee Manor." At this moment Bab took possession of a seat which Mrs. Coventry had ottered next to her. The movement attracted her father's attention. What a big girl that child was growing! She would be old enough to have a governess herself soon! Pshaw! What noneense next? And a single man like him, too! That would indeed set people talking. Colonel Seymour laid aside his paper, moved nearer the lady he was observing, and be gan: "I hope you are not That's a famously warm feeling the cold, cloak yoa have on. The cloak was a handsome sealskin dolman. Good gracious! His voice seemed rather pointed. Did he think it too handsome for a gorerness to wear? To allay his suspicion, if he had any, she said: "It is Mrs. Cjventry's doak; she was afraid I might feel cold, and lent it to me." Of coarse he remembered who Mrs. Coventry was, her great friend Kitty had told him that it was she who had recommended her. Mrs. Coventry rose fall fifty feet in the Colonel's estimation. "Ah," he thought, "cow that's a very kind action," and he smiled approvingly, as he eaid: "My sister tells me that Mrs. Coventry is charming very nice?" and he looked as if expecting to hear an emphatic affirmation. "Yes oh 1 have- known her so long that I am hardly able to say. 8he has a great many friends." In what a sad voice she said that. Poor girl! Tne Colonel felt quite touched, and drew nearer still, and to explain his reason for doing so said he felt a draught from the window. "Won't you have your rug?" she said, taking one from Bab, and wrapping her in half her own. "Your little girl and I will share this one." Colonel Seymour protested, but allowed his scruples to be overcome. "I don't think you know Mrs. Lambton, my sis'er, do you?'' "is she at all like you?" asked Mrs. Coventry, evasively. The Colonel smiled. Some people think so," he said. He was not at all displeased at the way she had asked the question; there was a look in her face which gave point to the inquiry. "Mrs. Coventry thinks Mrs. Lambton is so handsome," she said naively. "Mrs. Coventry herself is very good-looking, isn't she?" "Oh, she has a lot of money, you know," and she smiled rather meaningly. "Not a tenth part so pretty as you are, I'll take odds," thought the Colonel, but aloud ho said: "I abominate women with money." "No, really; do you?" and she sighed audibly. "I thotght that was all men cared women to have." "I'm sure yoa are not speaking from experience now," said the Colonel gallantly. How do you know?" She spoke sharply, and looked the Colonel so straight in the face that be stammered: "Oh I am judging from appearances." "Very unsound policy. People often are not in the least what they seem to be," and she oened a paper as If she intended to read. ' Oh, oh! we have claws under our velvety paws, have we," thought the Colonel; and then he betook himself to his paper, and on they went in sileBce. "Dear me, the train seems to have come to a standstill!" It was pait3 o'clock they hsd been due at Ashridge an hour aeo. Mrs. Co ventry felt her courage rapidly ebb ing. "We've chosen a cheerful day to make our journey on," Colonel Seymour eaid. with a vain attempt to see the cause ot the obstruction. The windows were blocked with snow; the carriage was all but dark. "What can it be?" she asked anxiously. "I really wish we were all back at home again." "Well, I don't fancy that would mend matters much in my cae. My house at present is all fixes and sevens; they're having a general scrimmage there to see who shall be master." "Is that why Mrs. Lambton wants yoa to " She stopped; her eyes had fallen on Bab. "Quite right little pitchers sometimes have long ears. So my sister acquainted Mrs. Coventry, did she, with her philanthropic views regarding my future?" "Yes, and she told you that Mrs. Coventry had lots of money, didn't she?" "Certainly. Oh, the whole thing is arranged charmingly. You will be asked to witness a tableau vivant we shall play together." "We! What, you and Mrs. Coventry? You are sure of ber consent then?' "Certain when I ask it, which, with all due respect to the lady. I have not the slightest intention of doing." "No? I thought it was because you had made up your mind to marry that she had been asked to meet you." "On the contrary ; my sister seemed to think that the fair widow intends taking to herself another husband, and has so ar ranged that I should meet her. Wicked lit tie intriguer, it was only at the eleventh hour she permitted her hand to be seen, and then it was too late to change my plans, or I should not have had the felicity of making Ma i'tnrn in rn Mmr.n. III. "Upon my word, you are the very pluck lest woman I ever knew in my life!" Col onel Seymoru said enthusiastically. He, Bab, and Mrs. Coventry were getting thawd before a roaring fire in the waitingroom ot Yeobury station. Although it struck 8 o'clock, they had reached no further; and considering that their first four hours had been spent alt but buried in a snow drift, m . a . 1 a .-V- a . irom wnicn wun aimcuity they had been dog out, thankful indeed did they feel that they had reached a haven of safety. Bab wis the only one of the three who had had anything to eat since morning "We can do better without food than a child can," Mrs. Coventry had said, insisting that her sandwiches should lall to Bab's share and after this she had taken Bab on her lap to keep her warm, and the child, growing drowsy, had fallen asleep in her arms. The time, after all, did not seem so very long, and Mrs. Coventry was sensible of a certain amount of exhilaration produced by a spirit o adventure. There was, however. dismay when it was discovered that further progress was impossible for that night. The station was some distance from the town; to get to the hotel was not practicable. "But really, considering all tllngs, I think we ought to look upon ourselves as very lucky to be where we are," said the Colonel, who undertook to make up a bed composed of rugs and wraps in the ladies' waiting-room, where Bab and Mrs. Coventry might sleep as snugly as dormice, while ce and tha porter in charge, who had provided them with tea, kept watch by the general room fire. In the morning early the Colonel would start off to find out if they could not re a: a Ashridge by driving across country, aa no train went on there before 11 o'clock. Mrs. Coventry shut the door and aat down to consider. Surely no woman in the world had ever done anything so rash, so fool a b,

so utterly unfeminine before! What could have possessed her? She must have been mad. Oh, if she could but avoid meeting bJm get back to London home anywhere, so as to escape the denouement which would take place on the very thresh

old of Ashridge Maner! Sleep! She cever closed her eyes, and the hours seemed interminable before Colonel Seymour eet off in quest of a carriage. Some fresh bands had come to relieve the porters who had been on night duty; and, shutting the door on the still steeping Bab, Mrs. Coventry addressed one of these: "At what time is there a train to London?" "The first train will pull up here by signal in twenty minutes, ma'am." "Can you stop it?" "Certainly ma'am " Yes, it was a half sovereign she had given him. "Do you want me to take a ticket for you?" "I do. There is the money, and prf sently I will give you a note to give to a gentleman who will come for the little girl in the ladies' waiting-room." OfT went the man, and down sat Mrs. Coventry to scribble the incoherent epistle which she was to leave for Colonel Seymour: "Circumstances have occurred which make it impossible for me to go on to Ashridge Manor. Will you dome the great favor of not saying tnat I traveled with you thus far? I shall get Mrs. Coventry to give Mrs. Lambton reasons which I know will perfectly satisfy her." IV. "And you say that the lady has gone?'' "Yes, sir; by tbe 8:40." The note had been delivered, and Colonel Seymour was striving tu combat with an in tense desire to kick somebody. What on earth was the meaning of it? Why couldn't she stay? Why must she go? What had Mrs. Coventry got t j do with it? If it hadn't been for Bab the Colonel would have gone back to London, too. Oh, bang the woman' How be hated these mysteries! If she didn't want to go oa, what did she come for? And in a very bad humor with everything aLd everybody he bundled his little daughter into the carriage, and away they went to Ashridge ManorIt Colonel ßeymoar had anathematized the snow before, be had now reason to bless it; for the interest caused by their adventure the anxiety expressed and the affection shown did away with all deception. Mies Hamblin'a name was not mentioned, nor was any allusion made to her until lunch eon. "I say, what has become of the new governess?" asked Mr. Lambton. "I thought she was to have arrived with you." "My dear Bob, who could expect her in such weather? I suppose," and Kitty turned to her brother, "yoa didn't even inquire for her at tbe station? ' "I told Stevens to," was the Colonel's an swer. "Oh, I never expected Ler. If she is staying with Mrs. Coventry I know she wouldn't let her come. She's quite a treasure," she added triumphantly;' very highly educated, and so nice and clever." "And awfally geod looking, we bear." This was from Mr. Lambton. "That's nothing to do with it," said his wife, trying to speak very severely. "Oh, 'hasn't it, though! Chartoris wants to know if, instead of going to a 'coach,' she could give him some lessons here " Kitty began to laugh, but stopped suddenly on her brother saying, "Is that fool of a leilow idling about here still? ' "He's not doing any harm," said Kitty, apologetically. "Only ready to burst out all the stronger when opportunity occurs," put in Bob maliciously. "Kitty shouldn't have let out that Mrs. Coventry was coming." "By the way," a9ked the Colonel, "when do you expect her?" "To-morrow. I hope she won't be stopped by this weather. Perhaps I had better write to her?" Although the words were said as a question. Colonel Seymour vouchsafed no an swer, lie seemed preoccupied and professed himself tired. "I think something's up with Roslyn," Bob ventured to say, going into his wife's room before dinner. "He aoes not seem himself, does he?" Kitty sighed dismally. "I don't know," she eaid, holding out a telegram. "Head that from Helen Coventry isn't it too provoking?" "Miss Hamblin has sprained her ankle and can cot come. Her sister's children have the measles. I must defer my visit for fear of giving infection. Will write later." "Whew!" said Bob. "What does Helen mean? Is she with them, or are they with her?" "Who can tell? And Koslyn here! The pains I have taken to bring these two together! I always dreaded that he wouldn't come, but I felt certain of her." "On, Koslyn," said Mrs. Lambton in the drawing-room, "I have had such a disappointment," and she handed the telegram to her brother. "Isn't it provoking?" "Very." Just as she thought. It was nothing to him, and she bad best not say too much about Mrs Coventry, or he'd take a dislike to her. However, she launched into a history of Miss Hamblin, which lasted until they went down to dinner such a nice girl; so well connected; Mrs. Coventry wa so fond of her. And now these tiresome children must go and catch the measles. What wan she to do? "Could I be of any service to you in seeing about ber?" Surprise made Kitty's eyes open wide. I Lave to go to London on some business, and I might go on to Mrs. Coventry and inquiie from her." Kitty 's feet went pit a-pat under the table; her inclination was ti jump up and execute a saraband. "Oh, but I don't like to trouble you," said the little deceiver; "it's very kind. No." "But why no?" put in the Colonel energetically. "1 have nothing much to do, and supposing it to be an exaggerated fear, well, I might bring Mrs. Coventry down with me." Kitty dared not look up because that wretched Bob, under pretence of picking up something, contrived a violent pull at her gown. Fortunately the Colonel went on with his dinner while waiting for an answer. "I might give you a note to Helen," Kitty said, "Or to Miss Hamblin," put in the Colonel. "Wouldn't that be better?" "When did you think of going?" "Oh it must be to-morrow." A diversion was here effected by Bob suddenly choking something had gone the wrong way, he said, ins recovery led to a recital of various similar calamities, and without returning to the former subject Mrs. Lambton left the dinner table. V. "Pull up here. That will do." Colonel Seymour was indicating the Al bert Hall with his umbrella. A lew steps would bring him to the door of Mrs. Coven try s house, and for the nrst time it seemed to strike him that he did not quite know what he was going there for. True that in his pocket he had two letters, but to deliver them was certainly not the purport of his visit. No; the thought ot that aggravating young woman had bothered and worried him so that he felt, come what might, he must know why she had not gone on. Was she angry, annoyed? A consciousness, which he wished to ignore, reminded him of the holding of the hand and the parting look he had given her; but, then, pretty women must know that men look at them. Only he wished to feel that he had cot offecded her to assure her that It was quite impossible for any one to have witnessed such courage acd self-command as she had displayed without feeling intense admiration, more particularly himself; because he Lad been always brought in contact with such very helpless women. Confound it! The knocker wain t out of his hand before the door was opened. Who should he ask for? "Is Mrs. Coventry at home? Yes. air."

Good heavens! what should he do? The man decided for him by shutting the door and leading the way upstairs. "Beg your pardon, ma'am, I did not know you were here," and a his atclogy for entering the rocm rather abruptly be drew back and announced "Colonel Koslyn Seymour." Mrs. Coventry started as if to get up, and then sat down. Colonti Soymour halted to give the servant time to withdraw, and then came hurriedly up to her. "Tnis is good luck, indeed!" he exclaimed, "I came to see you, but I hadn't a hope of finding you alone. And now before any one comes in, tell me what made you go off in that mad way? I have not been able to rest since; I'm so awfully afraid that by some unlucky means 1 managed to offend you." A shake of ber head was the only reply; she had not looked up, so could not see how fixedly be was looking down at her. "I hope you are assured I would not do that," be continued, "I can not tell you how the bare idea distressed me. My aister was

in despair at the telegram, and I was only too nappy to mace it an opportunity of see ing you. l on may imagine my anxiety to come, when I offered to take back with uje Mrs. Coventry." Two pretty white hands were put up to cover tbe conTusion of a very red face. . i r r i .a i i am jars, oveuiry, came iortn la a whisper. The Colonel drew back and stared at her, while she, feeling a straightforward confes sion was the only way of maintaining tbe a ... mm . . . . m O lime rag or ner aignity leit, stood up and began speaking hurriedly: "Colonel Seymour, I don't know what you must think of me, but the whole thing was onmyparTa sort of bad practical joke. Your sister, yoa know, wrote to me, and and Miss Hamblin was to have traveled down with vou. At tbe last moment she was unable to go, and some madness prompted me to pas myself off in her place. Oh, you don't know how distressed I was. I couldn't tell you what I suffered. I shall never forgive myself, never! 0 course Mrs. Lambton must know, and what will she think? What can you think of me? ' And the heightened color of the brown eyes swimming in tears made her look so lovely that the Colonel was forced into saying: "Well, I'm afraid if I told you now it would make you verv angry. Bat you are making a great deal too much of nothing at an. wny need any one be told? lam the only one," he continued, "who ought to be distressed to think I have fallen a victim to the charms of a lady mho does not exist." "Yes, but she does there is a Miss Ha a bl in." He shook his head dismally. "Alas!" he said, "there is a Mrs. Coven try!" And then they looked at each other, and both began to laugh. 4 Oh, that Kitty !" said the Colonel. "Isn't she shamefnl7 I know now that she made us both believe each of us was dy ing to marry the other." "And I'll tell yon what we'll do." said the colonel, "let us In turn play her a trick, without informing her that we've ever met before go down there together." "It would serve her right, but "t and then there came a recapitulation or repentance for her escapade, and this led to the mctives each had for distrust and suspicion, so that by the time 1 o'clock struck they had grown quite confidential; Colonel Seymour had heard how, when years ago he had come to see Kitty at school, all the girls had straightway fallen in love with her brother! "Yes, but you were not among them?" he asked pointedly. "Oh, indeed I was, and did my very utmost to make myself most conspicuous. Of no use; you passed without throwing a second glance in my direction." "Impossible! ' "Nething of the sort. Besides, after that we met many times in society." Bat this the Colonel denied at all risks. No earthly power would induce him to believe he had ever met Mrs. Coventry; if so, h must he should he could not help remembering her. He stayed to luncheon, he came back to afternoon tea and sat hour after hour, chatting, in the vain hope that Mrs. Coventry might be driven into asking him to dinner; but, as she was resolved not to do this, he had to frame an excuse for reappearing early on the following day, when she consented to travel again to Ashridge Manor in his company. And to prove him equal to profiting by opEortunity, when, radiant with the hope that er cherished scheme was beginning to work satisfactorily, Mrs. Lambton ran to embrace him, a whisper made her exclaim: "You don't mean it's settled? No, not really it isn't possible. Nelly, say its true. Why, how did it happen?" "Oh, quite in the usual way." And Colonel Seymour began laughing, while Mrs. Coventry murmured something unintelligible. "But I never knew anything so delightful, so romantic! Love at first sight, evidently!" And then, with another shadow of kisses on the fair face before her, she added, "I must say, Roslyn, that you are a bold man," "Ceartainly, my dear, it's my trade I'm a soldier." . W ä A 1 t a. i es, Dut io propose itxe tms, at once and to Nelly, who is so particular. Well, if I'd been asked, I should have said you were madl" "So I am. Haven't I reason to be?" "Yes. but Nelly?" "Oh. I've been bewitched, evidently!" said Mrs. Coventry. "I feel that I must be somebody else. I don't know who, but it can't be Helen Coventry." "Why, there, that's her!" exclaimed ungrammatical little Bab, whom the sound of her father a voice had brought down. "She's the lady who was in the train didn't I tell you 80?" Mrs Lambton stretched out her hands. more my s tinea man ever. "What does it all mean?" But Colonel Seymour had caught up the child, and was holding her toward Mrs. Cuv entry, saying that this lady had promised to be her new mother then grasping his sister by the arm, he eaid, "Don't ask any more questions now, Kitty. Yoa shall be told the whole story; only "keep in your curiosity until we three ca n sit down quietly together, and we 11 let you into the whole mystery." Punctuation. Macaulay was one of the most particular authors as to punctuation, and his works can be recommended as models to those who desire to gain a knowledge of the art. Jef frey, the first editor of the Edinburg Review. prided himself upon his ability in punctuating. LordCockburn said of him: "There was no one of the friends of his later acouisi tion cor whom be had greater admiration or regard than Lord Macaulay, and he testified the interest which he took in this great writer s iame by a proceeding which, consid ering his age and position, is not unworthy of being told. This Judge, of seventy-four. revised the proof sheets of Macaulay'a firs. volumes of The History of England' with the diligence and minute care of a corrector of tbe press toiling for bread, not merely suggesting changes in the matter and the expression, but attending to the very commas and colons a task which, though humble, would not be useless, because it was one at which long practice had made him very skillful: indeed, he used to boast that it was one of his peuliar excellencies. On returning a proof to an editor or the Keview, he says: "I have myself rectified most of the errors, and made many valuable verbal improvements in a small way. But my great task has been with the punctuation, on which I have, as usual, acquitted myself to admiration. And indeed this is tne department of literature in which I feel that I 'most excel, and on which I am therefore most willing now to stake my reputation!" Dean Alford flattered himself that he was able to punctuate. "I have some satisfaction in re flecting," he rays, "that in the course of editing the Greek text of the New Testament I believe I have destroyed more than a thou sand commas, which prevented the text be ing properly understood." To this Mr. Washington Moon retorted that the great enemy to understanding the Dean's sen tencea wts the want of commas!

STONEWALL JACKSON.

Interesting' gclshed Facts About tho DlstlnConfederate General. Ilia Snnday School for Colored Children An Eccentric bat Pious Man. 'I first met Stonewall Jackson when he was a college professor and I a student at L.sxingion, ana aitirwara when he was a commander and I an officer in the Army of Virginia. He was one of the grandest men it has been my good fortune to claim as a friend." The speaker was Colonel George H. Mof fat, a gentleman ot wealth and leasure, writes a Buckhannon, W. Va.. correspond ent to the Pittsburgh Dispatch. His pleas ant home here is always open to the Strang er, and It waa while passing an afternoon with the writer that he was persuaded to give these recollections of a famous man. Continuing he said: "Daring the years which I spent at college in Lexington., Va , I made my home wlta Mrs, Dr. Estelle. She was a warm-hearted and cultured southern woman and a close friend of Jackson, who was then a professor of mathematics at the State Military Insti tute. He called often at her house, and it was there that I came to know him in the autumn of 18o9. I shall never foreet the fisrt time that I met him. As a boy I heard of his heroic struggles aa a cadet at West Point, and his dashing and gallant services with General Scott in Mexico. In Imagina A : T 1 i 11 a l - iiuu i naa created an meat wnicn made my first meeting with him a keen disappointment. "Instead of the handsome, polished gentleman I had pictured, I found him awkward in appearance, severely plain in dress, and stiff and constrained in bearing. Bat when he began to talk my momentary disappointment passed away. His voice was soft, musical, and expressive, and in conversation his eyes of gray would light up in a way that through the man's nature ran a vein of Bentiment as tender as that of a woman. I listened to his terse and wellrounded sentences, always instructive and full of meaning, an d Doy though I was, I felt that he possessed power which in stirring times would make him a leader among his fellows. When in later years I saw his appearance on the battle-field gave renewed courage to veterans who had faced death in a thousand forms, I knew that my convic tion was not a mistaken one. "One thing which made me sincerely re snect Jack on was that he was a profoundly uavuub luttu. ne ueiievea implicitly in a divine power, and labored conatantlv to bring himself and those to whom he held the relation of teacher, to the highest ideal of manhood. An incident which comes to my mind now will illustrate this Dhase of his character: "Jackson was the SuDerlntendent of Sunday-school in Lexington made up of col1 1 r ,. oreu cnnaren. My coiieze chnm was a teacher in this school, and once dnrincr his absence I took charge of his class. It was Sunday in summer, and the room was filled with children ranging from six to fifteen jfcas oi age. ocauerea among mem were several white ladies and gentlemen, who acted as teachers. Just as the clock was striking 6 the Superintendent called the school to order with a prayer, earnest and full of feeling, which went straieht ta the hearts of all who heard it. And then the manner in which he handled the lesson of the day, touching upon all the points that weuld interest his little hearers, was admira ble. His way of stating old truths was also charming in its freshness and simplicity. Some ot tbe aristocratic people of the town looked with disfavor upon this undertaking oi jacason s, out, nis neart was in the work. 1 a a . . . 0 and then as ever, heeding not what others said, he did what he believed to be his dutv. The success of the school was always dear to him, and even after the war had broken ont and he had left Lexington, his letters always 1 A 1- . A. At a . " expresseu me uesire mal u snouid be kept up as of old. "I heard Jackson make the only political Bpeecn ot nis nie. it was at Lexington dar ing me campaign which resulted in the election ot Lincoln. Though the voters of Itockbridge County, in which Lexington is situated, were overwhelmingly for Douglas, urecxinnuge nau a nnmoer or warm sup porters, and the latter held a mass meeting at tne uourt-nouse. irank Paxton, who afterward fell at Chancellor8ville at the head of his brigade, was one of the speakers. But the interest seemed to lag until Jackson, who sat in the rear of the room, took the audience by surprise by arising and addressing the Chair. From the first he was listened to with the strictest attention, and bis speech of a quarter of an hour made more lasting impiession than ail the others. He spoke briefly and to the point, touching upon the dangers which threatened our common country, and the need of every cit izen taking a decided stand for the right as he saw fit. That scene comes back to me now the dimly-lighted room, the upturned faces of tbe listeners and tbe earnest words and awkward gestures of the speaker. When he had finished he turned abruptly acd marched out with the quick, firm step which was part of the man. But a revelation had come to those who remained, and they knew that the reserved and quiet professor whom they had never credited with an interest in public affairs had clear and well-defined views of the hour and the courage to express and stand by his convictions. "Jackson's first wife was the daughter of Rev. George Jenkins, the President of Washington and Jefferson College. It was one of the striking anomalies produced by the war that, while Jackson was the idol of the Southern cause, his father-in-law was an extreme Unionist, and at the beginning of the war, on account of his decided views, tendered his resignation and went North. Jackson's second wife, by whom he had one child, a daughter, is still living and often visits Parkersburg, this State, where the relatives of her husband's mother, the Neals, reside. Both of Jackson's wives were noble women, and to both he was warmly attached. "Though, as I have said, Jackson was reserved and austere in his bearing, he was one of the most popular men in Lexington. Modest, and always unwilling to make a showing ot his powers, every one, sooner or later, came to regard him as a remarkable man, and even if they did not claim him as a friend, they respected him sincerely, and were prompt to show him that they did. In the class room he was impartial and strict, but not severe. Adall student always received the kindliest encouragement from him, while a lazy one was just as sure of a reprimand There are scores of met. who owe the education they possess to the thorough grounding received during the years spent under Professor Jackson. "When in April, 1801, news reached Lexington that the ordinance of secession had been passed, the sleepy old town seemed suddenly changed to a military camp, and on every side were seen the preparations for war. It was decided that the older cadets at the military institute should be sent to the various recruiting stations to drill the volunteers. And so one dav in Mav. with Jack son at their head, they marched away. Poor lads! to many oi them far too many that morning waa only the bright opening of a career soon to end in suffering and death. The time set for their departure was a still. 8 anny Sunday morning, and all the people of the town, several thousand in num ber, had gathered to see them off. The ca dets, numbering two hundred, were drawn up in front of the gate of the fortress-like in stitute building, waiting for Jackson's ap pearance. After a time he came riding out through the gateway on the homely sorrel, which auerward became almost as famous as its master. He had barely reached the bead of the alumn, and wheeling, stood

facing the multitude when, taking off his slouch bat, he eaii in a low vo'ce, 'Let us

pray, nnu men an agea minuter oi tne fl a JAV- v a . . town, ir. v nite, lined his voice in prayer. I can not recall his words, and only remembered that he prayed God's blessing might rest upon the cause for which the voung a . TV tlf I ! ft a a men were goic forth to battle, and His hand might protect them. When he had hnished Jackson faced his men and in quick, sharp tones gave the order, 'Forward, march!' And obeying his ommand, with him at their head, they marched away. On reaching the top of a hill overlooking the town, tbey halted, and Jackson, turning, waved his hat to the people below. Another movement and they were gone. Nerer again did the people of Lexing'oa see Jackson until he was brought back and laid to rest in the old burying ground. "In the days that followed I saw Jackson often for the last time just after the second battle of Manassas, early in September of 1 was then serving in the 11th Virginia cavalry of Stuart's division, hit command being encamped in Prince William County, Virginia. I was sick at that time, but harimr been refused a furlough by Gen eral Stuart I preferred remaining in camp to going to the hospital. At last a friend of mine went to General Jackson, who readily granted me leave of absence, and I went to to my home in Western Virginia. My next tidings of Jackson were that be was dead." fta The Wooing. I saw her coming through the wood, My prttty one, my dear: I said. "An' jou will marry me, I'll wait for you a year. An' I'll give ycu a til ken gown, An' 1 11 give you a ring. An you will oniv marry me 1 ta' coming of the spring." My love she tossed her pretty head As she went on her way. And said, I'm in a hurry, sir, For it's a market day." Sne had a taket oa her arm. And she began to sing. And t.he went on Into the town To do her marketing. Sbo staid to rest as she came back. Upon a fallen tree: She d bought a ribbon for her hair. And put it on for me: And theu we sat and wondered what The coming year ould brli g; And. oh I I think she'll marry me 1' th' coming of the spring. Cassell'a Family Magazine. RANDOLPH OF KOAKOKE. Some New Light oa Hl Life Oy a Descend ant of the Family. Chicago Current.1 John Racdolph con tided in my grand mother. They were relatives, and his brother Richard married my grandfather's sister. Judith, daughter of Thomm Mann T?.,rtiH ..- vt .u. vurpjauHiHou, Green creek, was only a few miles from Bazarre, their homestead, and John, who lived with them, came in and out of our house almost as one of the family. My grand mother, in speaking of him tome, said: "Jack had a remarkable quality. Irritable and sensitive as he was. when alone he I wouiu uesr wun patience, ana aiso invite a t M 1 Z a m a a full expression of a friend's opinion on his conduct, either a private or public," He once handed her a valuable diamond ring, with a coiled serpent cn it. An initial was caught a glimpse of, cut in the ring, under the coil, which lifted up with a spring. It was too quickly withdrawn for her to scrutinize it more closely, and his emotion too great to elicit confidence in regard to it, which, no doubt, he intended to give. He groaned out: "One I loved better than my own soul or Him that created it" She told me who it was. He had known and loved her from childhood. A short time before their marrivge was to have been consumated he was walking with his betrothed, and she proposed stopping into a store to look at some fine laces which had been just Imported. A valuable piece was afterwards missed, and John must have noticed her take it. This occurred at Richmond, and he was seen going to his hotel in a very excitable manner. Some hours after, nis servant found him in his room in a state of insensibility. Physicians were called in. and it was long before he was restored, and only at the prayers and entreaties of his faithful and devoted servant, "Juba," could be in duced to taste of tbe food placed before him lie never communicated to any one the cause of his strange conduct, and the sar mise was that the lady had jilted him. One year afwr she united her fortunes with one in whose society she might hope to live a more happy life than In that of her most devoted but unfortunate lover. A few months after her marriage, while bull-, the artirt, was completing a portrait oi ner, see toox "blue mass" in a green plum, to increase her brilliancy, fell into spasms, and died. The key to the mystery wa- found, and the secret disclosed; she was a aiepiomauiBc. ims too piace in tne s f A a . rr ; a. i l . s luiusi oi me exciiinz aeDate or conrem. xie writes to a inena, witnout stating the tt . j. , . . . . . a : I cause: "i would like to hid adieu to mv nalive etiores ior a iew years at -east, nothing but a high sense Of the Obligations of DUblic uuiy nas pre ventea my resignation." And i , r .. .. . i buujo uuitj aner, wnen leeung oepressed, he said: "My apathy is not natural, but sn1 Ma. . 1 . . . I Fwiuv.uu. .uco tm a vunevuu uuuer my ice, but it is burnt out, and a face of desolation nas come on not to be reclined in ages, couia my nie be prolonged to a patriarchal oHgevuy. me necessity or loying ana being Deioyea was never felt by the imaginary mU)MUi uu ujrruuo creauou I more imperious than mvseir. m heart was otierea up with a devotion that anew no reserve. I tie was true to nis irienas. At the timn I . ..... . .... mat KODert nandOIph pulled President Andrew Jackson's nose for unjust treatment of u.iu,nU.kBu Uu;sf u .uo uiTj, mere were rumors oi eis probable arrest. Robert came at once irom the steamboat where it was done to the Powhatan House. He was epteuiiy lüiiuweu DT jonn Itanaomn. Of Roanoke, in his English coach, attended by his colored servant, Jobs, and the appearance oi nis equipage each dav before the uuur exciieu inucu 1 nie reai ana comment, as i ,9 1 T . a. m ft . . " I it was xnown tnat John .Randolph had been a I ft ft aa. . ft . neara to say mat "wun his nie would he I prott ct his kinsman, should General Jackson attempt arrest" Lieuteoaot Randolph was a kinsman also of my father; and visited ua at Green Creek after the matter was quieted down. Our dining room servant aid: "If I had such a big red nose as Mars Robert I'd a bin miehtv glad if Mars President Jackson had a pulled it clean off." Edmund evidently had not heard on which face was the pulled cose. Commodore Decatur and John Randolph were devoted friends. The Commodore's untimely end proved too much for John's nervous system, and his conduct on the occasion ef the funeral is said to have been very extravagant, and the ignorant multitude that followed the funeral naeeant pro claim: "The man is mad." Hoping to draw him away from this highly exciting state of mind his friends prevailed on him to visit England. "One day I was passing along the street," says Mr. Anderson, the Cashier of the United States Branch Bank in Richmond, "about April 20. 1820. when Mr. Randolph hailed me in a louder voice than usual. The first question he asked me waa whether I koe w of a good ship in the James River in which he could get a passage to England. He said he bad been sick of a re mittent and intermittent fever for forty days and his physician said he must go to Eneland." I told him there were co ships here fit for his accommodation, and that he had bet ter go to New York acd sail from that port. 'Do ycu think,' said he, 'l would give my money to those who are ready to make my negroes cut my throat! If I can not tro to Englacd from a Southern port. I will not eo at alL' I then endeavored to think of the best course for him to lake, acd told him there was a ship in the river. He asked the came of the ship. I told him it was the Henry Clav. He threw up his arms and ex claimed: HenryClay! No. sir! I will never step on the planks of a ship ot that name.' i caw him in the autumn of the tme year.

He was then as perfectly In possession of his understanding as I ever saw him or. any

I . a. " omer man. At this time be made no secret of his use of opium. "I live by it; not upjn opium," said he to a friend. He had been driven ta it as an alleviation ot a pain to which few mortals were doomed, and to which may be traced many of the aberrations of mind and of conduct so much regretted by his friends, and which some unkindly aad unjustly called insanity. Mr. Randolph was present at a large meeting of the African Institution at London. Mr. Wilbertorce, after speaking with his usual ability and eloquence on the appropriate subjects of the occasion, concluded by pronouncing a warm panegyric upon the example set by the United States of Amer ica in making the slave-trade piracy, and upon Mr. Randolph a great enorts In pro moting that act Mr. Randolph then re to return thanks for the mark of respect toward the United States of America. After a few appropriate remarks, he thanked the meeting for the grateful sense they bad expressed toward America, and also sosured theft that all that was exalted in station, in talent, and in moral character among his countrymen was, as was also to be found in England, firmly united for tbe suppression of this infamous tramc. It was delightful for him to know that Virginia, the land of his sires, the land of his nativity, had for half a ceutury affixed a public braud and indelible stigma upon this trafllc, and had put in the claim ot tbe wretched objects of it to the common rights and attributes of humanity. "The plainness of Mr. Randolph's appearance," says a London paper, "his Republican simplicity of macnera and easy and unaffected address attracted much attention, and he sat down amidst a burst of applause." 1 was at boarding school opposite the Prince Edward court house in 1S.I2. when he delivered his last address to the people ot that county. He passed in review all the old families of Virginia, spoke of their energy, sagacity, and efficient utefamess of character. "The old gentry are all gone; nothing but a desolation and poverty where the fires of a coble acd generous hospitality had burned on a thousand hearths." He spoke of many illustrious men whose names adorn many pages of our earliest and brightest history, Henry Mason, and ethers, not one of whom," he said, "have ltft a son equal to their father." In short, said he: "Look at the Lees, Washingtons, Randolphs, what woful degeneration!" He was then in last declining health, and another visit to England was advised as the only hope of relief. He reached Washington, and dragged his emaciated body, with difficulty, into tbe Senate Chamber. Sinking with feebleness and tbe ex haustion of the effort, he caught the sound of Clay's voice, as the latter was addressing the chair. He asked "to bs held up that he might listen to that voice again." Clay turned and saw him. Moved by his haggard lf)ok -Ith th .Ift.th wa.rr.nt In hi. f.r- th. magnanimous KentucklarK approached his old rival and foe. The interview was toucLing. All the past was forgotten, and the greetings of the illustrious commoners were kind and tender. They parted in peace and good will, cever to meet again upon earth. When the Beat com II ine. There's light upon the sea to day And sladaeas on the strand; Ahl well ye know that hearts are gay When sails draw nigh the laadl We followed them wlta thoughts and tears. Far, far across tne foam; D-r Lord it teems a thousand years Until the boats come home! We tend the children, live our life. And toil, and mend the nets; But is there ever maid or wife Whose faithful heart forcetsf We know what cruel dangers lie Beneath that shining foam. And watch the changes Id the sky Until tue boats come home. There's glory on the sea to-day. The suuset sold is bright; Metoought I heard a graudsire say: "At ere it shall be light!" O'er wmres of crystal touched with fire. And flakes of pearly foam. We gaze- and see onr hearts' desire The boats are coming home. Good Wordp. Washington's Personal Appearance. Chicago Tribune. Washington's boots were enormous. They were No. 13. His ordinary walking shoes were No. 11. His hands wre large in proportion, and he could not buy a glove to Ot him, and had to have his gloves made order. His mouth was his strong feature, the lips being always tightly compressed. That day they were compressed so tightly as to be painful to look at. At that time he weighed 200 pounds, and there was no surplus flesh about him. He was tremendously moscled, and the fame of his great strengtu was everywhere. His huge tent when wranned nn with th rw-klo. v. a art Vi..wtV. it required two men to place it in the camD w wagon. Washington could lift it with one hand and thm it in t .....it- " - " - " r.wu a. will ava if it were a pair of saddlebags. He could hold a musket with nn hand and hnn ;. precision as easily aa other men did with a horse n.stnl. Hin Inno .r. h. w.v : i - o- " Doint and his voice wa. n.r-r -tmntr m- " " " - - - was at that time in tbe prime of life. m hatr . Mtnnt hMn h;. icuee&s were prominent, and his head waa not large in contrast to every other part of his body, which was large and bony at ail points. His finger joints and wrists were so large aa to be genuine curiosities. As to hie habits at that period I faund out much that migni De interesting, lie was an enormous atr hnt nrYl fant with Ii. A mrtti matat if he had plenty of it. But hunger seemed to nnt him in a rtra It vr aa hi. cmfnm to t.V I S'-'- v - - v . rfrtnir rr mm r h;.Vir .Iran in in the morning Of mnnm all thU wan rhanir.l when he grew ei l. I saw him at Aleaandria a vear before ha died Ilia hair waa rerv eTav and h form waa shehtir bent. Hicheat was rerv thin He had false teeth. which did not fit and pushed his under lip nnt ward. I h pva ha drank- mnch mnrm in his old age. He bad whisky in the morning and at dinner two bottles of Madeira wine. l!I - wa a rrt Iovr of r!n In n.i fin. horses. The Itest Kind of Biding Biding on a bicycle may all be very nice; Riding on a tricycle may pay for once or twice; Riding on a steamboat is purely, simply iwret. hut for quiet, calm enjoyment, buggy riding can't be beat. Riding In a baggy, boys, behind a trottlog mare. What means of locomotion with a buggy can co pare T Riding oa a b'.cycle you're not allowed to whip. And exseptyou leoa a sociable yoa can not ne your lip, Thea riding on a steamboat there's a crowd on every baud. While you needn't nara bat tro within a buggy on tbe land Riding in a buggy, boys, behinl a trotting mare, What means of locomotion with a buggy can ompareT Riding on a birrcle's a aort of Jswj treat; A sociable Is better, for sne may be very sweet. Tree, a shady nook or corner on a steamboat you may find. But there's Doming beats the bugy when no bicycler's behind. Riding In a buggy. Doys, behiu 1 a trotting mare. The devil tare the bicycle that ran with that compare. Truth ior the I'eople. "If you are a good little boy where will you go?" asked the Sunday-school teacher or the new pupil. "To Heaven, ma'am," was tbe reply. "And if von vou are bad where will you be sent to?" "To bed, ma'am." Let the day have a blessed baptism by giving your waking thoughts into the bosom of God. The first hour of the morning it the udder of the day. He it t A'ri Beecber. Mamma," aikid little Carrie, Vcan yoa tell me what part of Heaven people live inj who are good, but not agreeable r

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