Jasper County Democrat, Volume 2, Number 45, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 10 February 1900 — Page 3

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k ffl iSi W f w w Polly by the oaken newel: Moses, thinking no one nigh; O to catch the dainty jewel— Klsa her on the sly. > . . Very cantionsly and still I Tiptoe, making not a sign. And I hear—“ 1 wonder will I Get a valentine?” Faith, she’s sure to have one proffered! What will winsome Polly say? Will she scorn my heart if offered On the good Saint's day? ■ —Detroit Free Press.

Grandma’s Valentine

postman! the postman!” cried j| Dorothy, dancing excitedly about th the nursery. ‘He is coming here; I hear bis whistle!,. Oh. nurse, please may I go down and see if he has brought any valentines?” “Not With your cc.ld, dearie,” said nurse, shaking her head, and so Dorothy had to be content with peering over the stairs, while Donald clattered down and eatne back again with his hands full of envelopes, large and small. “One, free, six for me!” he panted, “and one, free, seven for Dorothy !” And how happily the children were as they tore open the envelope's and explained the pretty cards and verses which they contained. And then Sister Nell came in to show them her valentine, a great bunch of beautiful roses, and when Dorothy asked her if she could guess who had sent them (for guessing is half the fun on St. Valentine's day), she grew quite red, and said: "Why, no; of course she couldn’t; how should she?” And just then dear grandma came in to see what the children were making such a racket about. And, of course, they showed her their valentines, and Nell pinned one of her most beautiful roses on grandma's black dress; and then, quite unexpectedly, Dorothy looked up into the sweet, placid old face, and asked, gravely: "Grandma, did you ever get a valentine?” Grandma did not reply for a moment, and then she stopped and kissed Dorothy on the forehead, and something very bright and glistening fell among the brown curls. “Yes, dear,” said grandma, softly, “lots of them, but I had one which 1 think 1 must tell you about some time.” “Oh, tell us now,” cried all the children at once, and Nell, who had been placing her valentine in a vase of water, joined in the general coaxing. “Nell,” said grandma, “if you really want to hear I will tell you about it, but wait a moment, 1 can show you my valentine.”

She left the room, and she was gone so long that the children had time to wonder greatly what grandma’s valentine could be, and they were all gathered around the chair, with eager, expectant faces, when she returned. She carried in her hand a small, old-fashioned work box, whose covering, once bright and gay, was worn and faded now. She smiled into the upturned faces as she resumed her place among the children, but there were tears in her eyes as she said: “Now, children, 1 will show you my valentine, but, first, I must tell you part of the story. And I must also explain that when 1 was young people made their own valentines, and, although they may not have been as pretty as the modern ones, perhaps, yet, I think they were a great deal nicer, because, you see, nobody would take the trouble to make a valentine unless it were to send to somebody that one was very fond of indeed. But Donald is growing impatient for the story! When 1 was a young girl 1 lived in a dear old country town, which some of you have seen. My father and mother both died when I was a very little child, and so I lived with my grandparents, and very kind and good they were to me, and I loved them very dearly. Nevertheless, they were very old, and, somehow, they seemed to have quite forgotten how it felt to be young and full of life, and grand ma did not understand why 1 was not always content to sit quietly in the house, reading or sewing all day, when all my young friends were out skating or sleighing, if it were winter, or picnicking or rowing on the river if it were summer. The old people had one amusement, however, of which they never wearied, especially in the long winter evenings; they dearly loved a rubber of whist. I could play, too, and any of my young friends who would consent to make up a game by taking a hand tvas always a welcome guest. T think your friend Benjamin Worrell is a very fine young nfan,’ grandpa would say, and then he was sure to add, ‘He plays an excellent game; a little reckless, perhaps, at times, but he has a good head.’ Once I repeated this praise to Ben ” “Why. that was grandpa’s name,” interrupted Dorothy. “1 remember—Col. .Benjamin Worrell, it says so under his picture in the library.” “Yes,” said grandma, smiling, “he was your grandfather; but he did not seem much like a grandfather then. He was very tall and straight, with flashing black eyes and dark, curling hair, and he had a fine way of throwing back his head when be talked. People used to call him ‘Handsome Ben,’ which annoyed him very much, but when I told him what grandpa had said he was quite pleased. ‘But what a hypocrite I must be, Kate,’ he said, laughing, ‘to make the dear old gentleman think that I come here just

to play whist, when my real reason for coming is to see you.’ Your grandfather was always bold as a young man.” said grandma, apologetically. “Well, your grandfather used to come, evening after evening, and he played long games of whist with the old people, but he used somehow to get in a little talk about our own affairs, although we seldom had a chance to see each other alone. And then the 14th of February came around, and 1 had scores of valentines, and great sport it was, for each young man had to delifer his own, and it was no easy task to do this without being seen, which would have spoiled the fun. Well, just toward dusk, I happened to be looking from an upper window, and I saw a tall figure creeping along by the garden wall. He had his hat drawn well down over his face, but 1 caught just a glimpse of a dark mustache, and, 1 assure you, my dears, it was ail 1 could do to behave with becoming dignity, w hen Sophie, our old colored servant, came upstairs w ith a square envelope addressed to me.” “Oh! I know!” cried Dorothy, clapping her hands. “It was grandpa’s valentine!” said grandma, “and here it is,” ariq, she drew from the box an old-fash-ioned envelope addressed in faded ink and in an elaborately disguised hand, to “Miss Katharine Onderdonk.”

She handed the envelope to Nell, who, almost reverently, drew forth the valentine. It was a playing card, the queen of hearts, and over the back had been neatly pasted a sheet of white paper, on which were writen the following lines: “My Kate is surely Queen of Hearts, And I will swear she's queen of mine. Let’s play a game where Love is trumps; Sweet Kate will be my valentine.” The children all declared the poetry to be very beautiful. “But grandma,” cried Donald and Dorothy together, “what is that queer round hole right through the middle of the card?” Sure enough, there was a hole which had pierced card and envelope just as the children had said. “Wait a moment,” said grandma, “we are coming to that. If was very soon after St. Valentine’s day that your grandfather spoke to niy grandfather about' making me his wife, and grandpa was very much surprised, although our lovemaking had been going on for some months right under his eyes. And he hesitated a good deal, but finally, as there was no real objection, he gave his consent.” Gfandma paused here for a few moments, thinking, I suppose, of those dear, happy days now so long past; and the children had to remind her that they were waiting for the rest of the story. “It was just after that,” continued grandma, “that Ben had to go away on business for a few weeks, and he begged me to have a picture made of myself to give him on his return. I dearly loved to tease him in those days, and shortly after he had started on his journey I wrapped the valentine he had sent me very carefully in several thicknesses of paper, so that he would think it contained the stiff case of daguerreotype, and sent it to him by mail. Meanwhile I had a fine picture made for him with which to surprise him on his return, but he would not give me back my valentine. ‘Do you think,’ he said, laughing, that 1 am going to return the first present you ever gave me? No, indeed! though I did make it myself.’ And he declared that he should always carry it next his heart.

“Well, the following spring we were married, and then we began our hutbuilding. Ben planned the house himself, and I went with him to Boston to select the furniture. It was while we were there that we heard the news that made our heart stand still. “Fort Sumter had been fired upon! We read the announcement in the paper, with white faces, and Ben kept saying all day. ‘Oh, Kate! this is too terrible! 1 never thought it would come to this!* We weat home with sad hearts, in spite of our car load of household treasures, for those were days when private joys and sorrows seemed as nothing in view of the danger which threatened the whole country. The Governor of our State had ordered the State troops, and the militia as well, to be in readiness; and Ben mustered quite a company of his friends (the finest and bravest young men in town), and they drilled night and day to be in readiness for the call. And 1 encouraged him in this work, God knows, with what a sinking heart, but Ben never suspected that I was half a coward. Your dear mother was a tiny baby then, and I used often to sing her to sleep with patriotic airs to keep up my own courage. And then at last it came—the call for troops—we were expecting it; but, oh! how weak 1 was when I heard Ben’s voice shouting upstairs, ‘Kate. Kate, the President has sent for us.’ “1 was putting baby to sleep (your mother, you know, dears), and I knelt by her cradle just one moment, praying for strength. And it came, for when Ben entered the room I was able to smile quite bravely and to help him pack his knapsack, for they were to start that very night.” Grandma paused here for a moment, but no one spoke, and she went on in a low voice: “How well I remember that night! It was raining, and very cold and damp; but every mother and sister and wife and sweetheart in town were at the station to see them off. Most of the women were crying bitterly, but I could not shed a tear, and when Ben took me in his arms to say good-by his lips moved, but he could not utter a word, and I could hear the beating of his heart. As the train pushed out there were shouts and cheers, of course, to keep up the courage of the men, and somebody shouted, ‘Three cheers for Captain Worrell!’ and the erod’d took it up with a will. And then I looked up and saw my husband for the last time on this earth. He had climbed on top of the rear car and was raising his cap to the crowd (they were all lifelong friends), his own face was convulsed for a moment, and then he tried to smile, and pointed upward, when fie saw me raise my head (with anguish written all over my face. I suppose), meaning, I suppose, that we were in God’s hands. And then the train was swallowed up in the mist.” Again she paused, and again no one spoke. “I beard from him many times after that,” she continued. “Sometimes not for months, and then a whole batch of letters would come at onye—always bright and cheerful, those letters, and full of little incidents and anecdotes which he thought might amuse and interest me, seldom a word of his own privations and even sufferings. 1 do not

know how we waaat* endwrdl the long strain of that waiting for news. If it had not been that your mother was such a very young infant. 1 believe 1 would have followed my husband as some wives did, preferring anything to the terrible suspense of waiting quietly at home. “And then the dreadful slaughter began. But you. children, must wait until you are older to bear about that. “One day I was walking restlessly np and down the piazza of my little home, my baby in my arms. trying to put her to sleep as best I coaid without a lullaby (for I could no longer singk when a soldier came up the path leading to the bouse. I knew him weH. although he was greatly changed, for he was a neighbor and had been in Ben's company. I knew at once that be was the bearer of bad news, and as be approached nearer I could not speak, but just held out my hand. He laid a small package in it. saying, ‘God pity you!*—and that was the last I knew for many bonrs. When I came to myself I still held the package in my hand, and when 1 had the courage to open it. the first thing I saw was — my valentine, torn as you have seen, by the bullet which had pierced one of the bravest hearts that ever shed its life blood for our country.” There was silence when grandma had finished speaking. Sister NeU was crying. and Donald whispered: “I say. Dorothy, let’s put away oor valentines until tomorrow." —Georgia Custis in New York Ledger.

PRESIDENT LINCOLN'S COUSIN.

Lives in Pennsylvania and Bean the Same Name aa the Martyr. In Churchtown. Lancaster County. Pa., a cousin of President I-ineoln still lives. He is also named Abraham Lincoln and

A. LINCOLN.

line. He never saw President Lincoln, but he corresponded with him when the latter was ia the White House. In the same region of Pennsylvania, a few miles from Reading, is the ancient home of the forefathers of President Lincoln. The house was built by Mordeeai Lincoln 100 years ago and is still well preserved. Not far distant is the house in which Daniel Boone was born. Living within hailing distance of these two places, before both the Lincolns and Boones moved southward to Virginia and thence to Kentucky, where the future President was boro, was the Hanks family. from which sprang Nancy Hanks, the mother of the President. In 1750. at the same time when the Boones and the Hank*es set off from the same neighborhood for the South.

ANCIENT HOME OF THE LINCOLNS.

Mordeeai Lincoln's son John moved with his family to the Shenandoah valley. Rockingham County. Va. From there his son Abraham removed into Kentucky in 1782. and was killed by the Indians, leaving three sons, of whom Thomas, the youngest, was father of the President. Nancy Hanks, the wife of Thomas Lincoln. and the mother of the President, was a descendant, a granddaughter. of that John Hanks who left Berks County in 1750.

LINCOLN'S EASY-GOING WAY.

Won Id Cennent to Be Swindled Bather thaw Content a Fee. The fee which Lincoln received in the McCormick case. inclading the retainer, which was s3oo—the largest retainer ever received by lancoln—amounted to nearly $2,000. Except the sum paid him by the Illinois Central Railroad. it was probably the largest fee he ever received. The two sums came to him about the same time, and undoubtedly helped to tide over the rather unfruitful period, from a financial standpoint, which followed —the period of his contest with Douglas for the Senate. Lincoln never made money. From to 18»X» his income averaged from $2,000 to $3,000 a year. In the forties it was considerably less. The fee-book of Lincoln A Herndon for 1847 shows total earnings of only SUMO. The largest fee entered was one of There are several of SSO. a number of s3l. more of $lO. still more of $3. and a few of $3. If a fee was not paid Ijmvdn did not believe in suing for it. Mr. Herndon says that be would consent to be swindled before he would contest a fee. The <i«e of the Illinois Central IZailroad. however, was an exception to this rule. He was careless in accounts, never entering anything on the book. When a fee was paid to him he simply divided the money into two parts, one of which he put into bin pocket, and the other into an envelope which lie labeled “Herndon's half.”

Drawing Down the Disease.

At the very outset of the war. sundry wise men from New York urged Mr. Lincoln to keep away Confederate armies from Washington by naval attacks upon Southern seaports. It reminded him. he said. of a New Salem. HL girl who was troubled with a “ringing in her head.” for which there seemed to be no remedy, but a neighbor promised a cure if they would “make a plaster of psalm tunes and apply to her feet, and draw the ringing down.”

April in Lincoln's Career.

April 21. 1832. elerthd captain for service in the Indian war. / April La. 1861. issued a call for 77».0(M> three months’ miiilupen. April 11, 1860, delivered his last speech on public affairs. ApritTlS, 1565. died from the effect of the assassin's weapon.

Another Lincoln Story.

Of laacrin a tale is extant and believable that when he was informed of Stanton’s referring to him as a “d—d foot” he repliea: “If Stanton says so. there must be something in it. He's gytaerally right.”

is now 90 years old. In general appearance he is not unlike his distinguished relative, having the same large, erect, gaunt form and high cheek bones. Mr. Lincoln is a farmer and owns an estate. White Hall, near the Berks County

INDIANA INCIDENTS.

RECORD OF EVENTS OF THII PAST WEEK. < -7'g Increase in Oil Product - Killing of Frank Carr Causes Sister** Insanity - Tonng Woman Shoots Herself—Former Poor Miner Gets Rich in Alaska* The month of January was a record breaker in the Indiana oil field. The total ■ number of completed wells during the f month is 281 and the production 4,600 barrels. Fifty-one dry wells were put dowu. The increase in completed wells, fifteen; the increase in the output is 31© ' barrels, and the decrease in dry hole* was five. The average in December was 20.7 barrels and rhe January average was 20 barrels. There are now 249 wells drill- | ing and IGI rigs up—a total of 410 rig*. The increase in wells drilling was 35 and in new rigs 33, a net increase of 68 wells. There are several well-shooters iu the Indiana field, and their occupation i» more dangerous than employment around a powder mill. The average shbt con- : sists of eighty to 240 quarts of nitroglycerin, and from the time the shooter Marts with his load of 750 quarts of the *xlosive in his wagon till he has completed his job no life insurance company will take a risk at any premium.

Crazy Over Brother’s Death. When the republished report of Gen. Otis, containing a list of the killed in battle in the Philippines Jan. 18, reached Columbus, the name of Frank Carr, who enlisted from that place, appeared in the list. When John W. Carr, father of the dead soldier, learned the truth he went immediately to his honle, and, rushing excitedly into the house, said to his daughter: “Frank is killed.” The daughter was but 18 years of age, and, being of a nervous temperament, she swooned on hearing the sad news and for five days she lay unconscious. When she finally regained consciousness her entire past life was a blank. She could recall nothing and her friends and neighbors were strangers to her. She knows ncthing of the death of her brother and seems dazed. Her condition is greatly puzzling her physician*. , Young Woman Kills Herself. In Peru Mrs. Elmer Ferkel, a handsome woman, aged 21 years, while at the breakfast table picked up a revolver and after playing with it a moment placed it tn her breast and pulled the trigger. The ball passed directly through her heart, killing her instantly. She went there a vhort time ago from Andrews with her husband, but he left soon afterward for Chicago. where he is employed by the Chicago and Northwestern Railroad Company. It is suposetl that unhappy domestic relations caused the suicide. Mrs. Ferkel tried to take poison some time ago. but was prevented. Brings Wealth from Alaska. George Britton has returned from Alaska. where he spent the past two years, bringing with him nearly $69,000 in gold. He says that he has a claim he has refused $300,000 for. When he left Brazil he was a poor coal miner. Within Onr Bortlem. Greenfield wants all night electric light schedule. Crawfordsville Masons will build a temple next spring. Goshen clerks have won in their fight for early closing. Loristbn M. Fairbanks, father of Senator Fairbanks, is dead at Pasadena, Cal. Columbus merchants are going to do away with the trading-check system. Charles Homes, tin plate worker, was scalded to death by the bursting of a steam pipe at Elwood. Frank McDaniel, aged 50 years, dropped dead on the street in Martinsville of heart trouble. He was a well-known farmer.

A sensation was created at Shelbyville when, the graud jury returned fourteen, indictments in connection with the shortage in the county treasury. Money received for the old pesthouse at Terre Haute, which was supposed to be held over to build a new one. is missing. and the board of health is up a tree for a smallpox hospital. Jucge Mattison, Evansville, acquitted Dr. I.«»uis. charged with practicing medicine without a license. The judge held that he cured by laying on his hands, he is not legally a physician. George W. Clapper, aged 82 years, died. at Martinviile as a result of breaking his hip by falling several days ago. He had been a resident there more than fifty years and was a,leading citizen. The street ear lines of the Brazil Rapid Transit Company running from Brazil to Hammond have been sold to the TerreHaute Street Railway Company for $50,The latter is building a line from Terre Haute to Brazil to connect with the lines purchased. Columbus claims to have more bird dogs to the square in«-h than any town in the State. The Miami Traction Company is projecting an electric railroad from Muncie to Biehmond. Prof. latwrem-e of the State norma* school. Emporia, Kan., has Iteen a pointed tv the chair of mathematics at Hanover College, Madison, succeeding Prof. Morse, v'ho retires on account of age. B. F. Williamson. 72. farmer near Monti>el>er. who fell on to a redhot stove during an attack of heart trouble Friday, was not aroused by either the fall or burns, and his face lay on the stove for several minutes and cooked. The other night a Lebanon woman sat up until 2 a. m. for her husband to come home. At last, weary and worn out with waiting, she went to her bedroom toi retire and found her missing husband there fast asleep. Instead of going to town be had gone to bid. They weren’t •»n speaking terms. ' c&jl Residence of Joseph Sylvester, Green township, was wrecked by a gas explosion. Two children and the mother may be fatally hurt. Cause unknown. .<lB Eleven hundred tons of straw. belonging to the American Straw Board ('om-> pany. Noblesville, went up in snwke.. Loss srktMM>. Origin unknown. Milla may chase until another season. Cliffonl. the 12-year-ohl son of Charles Newhall, residing near Parker, was instantly killed by a ball frotn a tlobert rifle. It was an atsfaleutal discharge,, the bail penetrating the brain over th* left ev»