Jasper Weekly Courier, Volume 23, Number 43, Jasper, Dubois County, 7 October 1881 — Page 3

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MOTHER'S BOM. i traee of small aMv bolt ; "Altl your i air UiMtai rr mowing, MM Wit bkMMMMI Mtd frHlt A I know thai Mr walb am iiaauNt Ith prhit of small Sneer and hands: Ane twit your own hou truly IM (iMittftcuUte eurlty Mum! AhH. I know that my uarlo li littered With many old treiuumi ud ioy; WW' your own in in datntkHit order. VMhArwwi by the uretenoe ut UyI And 1 tow that nv room hi invaded 0tte boktly all hour of the day: While you it iu your unmoleted And dieam th soft quiet away I I know there are four little lwdaMcs hem I mutt iimiuI weiefcful aaiifc uivfet While row. out In your earrlaffe. I mm In your dress M brltfbt , 1 think I'm a neat little woman; la MV IVIIMM linlavlar Mn Aid Tm fond of all 01 my beionetn; rat would nutcbaase ateee with you. He I keep your fair home with Its order, Jtf freedom from bother and mie; Am keep your own fnuoirui telnure, But atve we my four splendid boys I m m m i i TKAKXY, Five o'clock Ut the moraintr in & North Carolina barren! The east streaked with crimson; mocking-birds nmking Wood ally with their capricious music, and dew heavy on the undergrowth among the pines. Accident has kept us here since midnight pud teems likely to keep us lunger1, and, bow that daylight has eome, to examine the ground is the only resource for tueh hours as must still be spent in waiting. The solitary station, intended not so much for passengers a for stray hales of cotton or tobacco, holds no suggestion of interest. A negro cabin or so; a low-roofed house in the distance, and other cabins from which, as doors open, emerge the looming figures of one or two poor whites. Pigs, lean ' and lank as their owners, raajre the wood or smelt about the track for possibly bits of food from the caboose, and over the platform marches a long file of dignified irecee, discussing in subdued tones the reasons of things In gen-, end. To follow them promises more excitement than any longer observation of the dreariness all about, and I pas down through the sliding sand of the roadway and up the narrow path to ! the low-roofed house, from which, as 1 near it, comes the sound of rattling plates and the smell of coffee and frisking bacon. It is a true Southern house; the chimneys built outside, at either end. ami all rather thrown than ! put together. An astonishingly redfaced man, in shirt and trousers, conies to the door with a bell in his hand and looks blankly at me before he rings. ' Throe or lour dogs run out barking, ami , some cows torn slowly to inquire if it may be on their account The bell Tings languidly, as if the red-fnc-4 u: were not quite awake, or, if wake, ' had no interest in ringing or any thing else nod as he stands blinking toward ' the station she bell is suddenly taken. ; sail woman, lost to sight in her deep slat sun-bonnet rings with an energy that, considering the horrible want of H in evsrvthinir else, is as welcome as a north wind would be in this sultry and hut-in spot "You Si ten us! you go in yonder," she interject between the rlnsa: "I reckon I'll get 'em yere If ringV '11 Silenus, evidently well named, disappears. The conductor Is seen coming toward breakfast with a speed which might almost be called hurry, and the passengers leave the oar; the skskly-looking woman dragging along, bah loose, gown awry, and a sense of being held together by one pin which k jfuet upon the verge of falling out There is a long, low room, lighted only by three open doors; a large, round, otl-oloth -covered table, and, elevated a few inches above it, a smaller circle, also oil-clothed, on which various dishes stand. The conductor gives a twirl as he sits down. Our breakfast is to be on the teetotum principle, and to spht the thing round and round seems to be more desirable by far than to investigate the dishes it holds. "'Pears like if yon wasn't well set this mawnin'. Can't you eat nothin'? Have some cake? I reckon there's a snaek, onless Silenus hex been after it You Silenns! Fetch along some cake!" "You've been about i reckon; traveled a heap all over, may-be? Yon haven't never been to any o the Sandriem Islands, may-be? Any one of m, or one like 'em?" . "Ho. never. Why do yon wish to know?" ' It might be a comfort if you hod, that's ail,"' Silenus answered, ' backing out; while the who had looked M me with the tame eagerness, sighed and Half turned away. "Folks go everywhar now," " everywhar. 1 hofwd anyway you won't mind lookiu' at Tranny. 'T won't hnriyott. An' If it should, couldn't vou stand one seeln' an' 1 seem' it day V night? Day an' night! Oh, the long nights yere; yere in the woods, an' Mi a sight nor sound till they built the Nad. The road's a heap o' company. Omne. Yon look wlllin', an' I must ton it out It's only over yonder a top. Come." J "Yes. come an' please her, honey," wd the colored woman, ooaxingly. am Mienus. who had again looked in. it " Tea. come an her. fM 0 . . ata a I "Wpp g anf you've ersmm ut round, an' von' to be steered. I don't want ynr

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The iMient Mariner bisasslf sad not Ioc,,00SH,?,Mf rW tfatu Lorea." With only a backward glance inward the station and a look at the fcrtoes sad unsmiling Midnight I fo. lowed silently acrou a narrow yard toward a itnalt building which might be barn, or servants' quarter, or nay one of the numerous outbuildings of a Southern plantation. Two or three

Jtouuos lay near and looked up snspi - oousiv, unos wort the woman turned, ana tnis time her voice faltered, as she mu af-Min; "You're sure you ain't sneered f and. without waiting for answer, pushed open the door and drew me after her. To have followed Alice in her missagc through and " Behind the Looking Ulas ' rxMild not have riven itranMr ssuseof unreality than those few steps from sttnniuc into the shadowy room, opening into one from which seemed to come the heavy, tropical scents one 1 who has once known them can never , forget; a mingling of spices and sandalwood and the rich sweetness of musk. blossom, whose aroma seemed to take ; visible forms and to till the air witn a life all their own. A step farther, and the mystery, though evident now, held only a deeper bewilderment What was this strange spot the South Sea Islands in the heart of North Carolina? ror gra-mat covered the walls and grass-cloth waved in curtain before the light wind through the half-opened window. Spears ami arrows and gay quivers hung on 0 the wall. Polished sneiis were on the noor, a itgnt canoe . ana oars, a grinuing idol in the corner, an orange tree -blossom and irui' shin-' lag amonir the dark green leave -and i curious vines wreathiiur. about window 1

and door. A low cot in the corner, I her things, but she never eared much. I kin keep you comfortable.' half-hidden by k thick, sort mat and till one day he brought this book and i "It didn't seem to make any differon it a young girl whose flowing hair began to tell her all about the strange , ence. I wai stupid with trouble, and halt covered her. and who. as she I trees and the wonderful things, and ; the next day I married him. He's a turned, showed a fair, delicate face and ' they read it day after day. And at last , common man, and 1 waf raised a ladr. great blue eves, with a half-frightened. be said he must see It all. He should ! He drinks too much you can see it half-questioning look of a baby roused eome back and settle down; but he had plain but there isn't a genitman in from sleep. never seen auything, and he would go Virginia there isn't one in fat Las

lor a moment she met my eyes steadity wiui an eager iiiieniaess. men, signinjr deeply, turned away her face and sat silent Trannj," the woman said, "it's company company from a long way off. Don't vou want to talk to her? She known about all the places you tninic about: the places you want to j She bent over anxiously and took the girl's hand, which lay for a moment passive, then seemed to fall away of itself. "TiaonrP' she went on. Tranny! Why won't you say a word? 1 can t bar it. You're the same as dead; shut up in yourself, an never a word for one of us that think about you an' pray for you day an' night Can't you rouse a bit? OhTrannvr "Hush!" the girl said, in a votee hardly more than a breath HtMttf I It nU4t be ouiet when he comes so that mm I I can hear him. I thought I heard him onoe last night The dogs barked, and there was a step, hot the shell said it ! was not time. a 1 "Then the shell knows," I said, as she lifted the left hand, in which lay a small pink shell, held tightly, as if souse one might take it from ner. "Oh yes. The shell knows it all How could I tell anything if I hadn't been told?" "Come away," the mother said. "It's no nee. Come an' sit yonder by the window an I'll toll you the whole. " But It will disturb her." "No. You oan't disturb her. She'll lie that way hours an' hours an' never snV. Many thus I've thought she was dead and leaned over to feel her breath. Sit there an' HI tell how it was. You think me mighty strange, mar-be, to want so to say a word, bat I thought there was may-be just one chance von eou'd rouse her, or may-be you'd know some different way o' managin'. Ef she was yours, now the only one out o' nine en' lyin' there that way, an' you with no sense what you'd better door what yon hadn't what would you do? Fifteen years now. You'd think her a child, bat Tranny ain't but seventeenear's younger 'n me. Iook at me. Would you reckon 'twas tor She throw off the slat sun-bonnet as he spoke, and the face of a woman of fifty looked at me a face which in its ! a a a a . youth must have held not only almost , beautv. but a life and extweaaion not the portion of her class; the eyes still dark and elear, but the face stilt wrinkled and sallow, and troubled; deep lines , of pain about the month, which while indicating a resolute endurance of the inevitable yet held an energy bent upon throwing off, if possible, the burden laid upon ner. A carious change had come upon her. She sat erect rj The accent which had at once to my mind established her plane as one of the poor whites disappeared. She looked and spoke like a Southern lady in middle life, her eyes fixed on the motionless figure in the corner. "You think I'm a cracker a clayex ter, may be," she said, with a certain pride, "and 'dsed we live enough like cm, but I'm not. I'm of good stock. There was a time when I thought much of it but everything's changed. You wouldn't think I'd ever been pretty Lorena Domnick, toasted at dinners, and my sister Tranny and me so overrun With beans we picked and chose just as we liked. I wasn't but sixteen when I married and came from the valley of Virginia down to Wilmington. I'd everything that heart could wish. We'd a plantation just outside the city a lit tle one, nut wett managea ana my and husonna, nanasotne an prouo. thinking nothing too coed lor Then tranny oame She's thirty now, though too looks fifteen as she lies there, and then nil the othw, UU bodnhts and didn't knew which

name when Tranny was seventeen she ww the wonder snsall. the didn't ease for books we'd had her at sehooi tm she could piny as' sing, but she didn't ears for books but all dsjr Ions; she was like a picture, with her skin like a rose leaf, and her har below her

knees and her eyes with a look in them she keeps now like a baby just waking. I'd liked horseback riding and 1 gi wnen i was oung. out she about me all the time, or j other children. Now and just hum potted tl then some one would ask If 1 felt just comfortable about her, she seemed so indifferent like, as if she was way off , yonder all the unto, and she wouldn't mina if she was all by Her lone hours an' hours. She was quick enough when , h aham an' I aaJd alut'd mka up when the time came. I'd alwavs the feeling she was a little nearer the angels than an v of us, and in church often I've watched her, wit her eyes set on the minister and a look as if there was a light inside shining out "Then came the wakinsr up. She hadn't oared not a thing for any one of the heua that were &hmit Rr A there were as many and more than I had had in my time. But I knew the night it happened the night that young Walter Bunsby came home, t ! North Carolinians don't take to the sea 1 often, but this boy did; and it came in j j a way you'd never think from a book i 1 1 have now, "Tybee." He was our next neighbor, in and out all dar; and . of ten he d talk with me when he was little and say: Mrs. Moore, just a soon a I am big enough. I shall marry Tranav,' and Tranny always smiled a litUe, but never said a word. "He'd sit and read to her and tell and bring back some of the strange tntngs. Ana tranny iixea it sna wanted him to, and he went in a ship that ' sailed from Charleston. She didn't seem to miss him, as I ! thought she might but was just the same. He oame back in a year and broujrht all those thinn which vou see here, and many more, and Utey fixed up amtuj a ruuiu a nwine me way this now, so that every one said I was crazy to let them. And then Trannv promised to marry him when he oame back, for he had said he'd go once more. He was wild for the sea, and had asked her if she would not like to be a Captain's wife and sail all over the world, and Tranny said she didn't know, but she liked every thing he bad brought her. And then he went away, and she watted: but she was different brurht and interested and lovinsr; oh. InvlH HI all .! mam lilra aia .HM.I - . ..K mmm wv. IHV1 mmmit L WIIK,1 than ever. 'And then came the war. Oh. you ; can never know what that was Use! Mr bora were too vounr only sixteen. a W - m. the oldest of them but tail and stronsr; and before a year had cone two of them were in Virginia under Lee, and Tranny said: When Walter comes he must gO, tOO. a "My husband was gone the rirst day we knew men were wanted, and I waited at home. And then there were no more letters, no word of Walter. At first Tranny said: 'It is because he is coming, and is almost here;' but when the second year had nearly passed we could not say that any longer. And then my boys went - my beautiful boys and before I could think how to lire without them, my husband; all shot down and dying and I not near them. And Tranny only sat every day by the window and watched and watched. And then it was the emancipation. Out of the seven I'd brought with me from Virginia, Midnight was the only one that stayed by, and she stays by now. We should have starved without her, and nearly starved with her. if I , hadn't roused up at last and done all of 11 M ; a nan s worx i ooaiu. ' owe yon it told on the children. I hey L t ! strong. We lived in one end of house and let the rest We IM without everything, and they jstaed. Low fever, the doctor said; ana first Harry died, and then Johnny, and I knew the rest were going, a And one day in 'M oh, l shall ferret! a sailor nn the oath. Traanv aat bv the ! window, and she rose up suddenly and men sac ciown. I thought it was Walter.' she said. ' Perhaps be knows about Whiter. "11m sailor fixed his eyes on her as if he could not take them off, and then be tout us. I could not stop him. He spoke right on. and Tranny seemed to make him, for with each word he seemed to stop, and with each word she moeu mm, ana saia. wm. At - t s ,.. . . t 7 u.yw w I T t common shipwreck, not drowning, not n.lth,nf.th?t WHlLleT!r5? a thought of comfort that he was lying still and peaceful even if it must be at the bottom of the sea. ixo. lney I mmmi Maalu aau kniaa WL tkatf wanted to stop at another island no one could toll, hot they had stopped, far out and a boat gone ashore for fruitWalter and five others. And these islanders were not quite like the others. Thev were there in ambush and rushed out upon them. Three got away. This man was one. Walter and the other dashed into the waves and tried to reach the boat The ah was full of their spears and arrows. They didn't get the boat The savages had them, dead, we know, for a club had crushed in Walter's skull. And then, from the ship, when they had gained it and been pulled up, full of bieeding wounds, they saw fires on the beech, and donewhet k meant for. don't yen knew, this was an Meed wWs khey were oan-

"Tranny listened to every word, sad when be stopped she stopped before him lite dead. And m 5l the yean sines you oan't gat a word but the words you' ve heard to-day or words like them. At first I tried to take away everything that would remind her of Walter, but then she grew wild, and acmamed and cried like she was mad; and the doctor said I should make hot so. and she must just be let alone, " Thirteen years ago. You wondet lam here, and I'll tell youhuw. Jt had all gone together -ail J had or cared for but Tranny. took in sewimr. 1 nursed. I did all mr hand

could And to do, but what was it? And ' then Midnight had rheumatie fever , and there was nobody to help, for we were all poor and distressed together. And one day when i sut in the door, lookinv at evervth ncr mn to rain, uirl wonoertng who I eouM go to for some . . . r . . - oorn-meai to Keep us aT to keep us from starvinir. this man I mean SUenua, my husband came up lie was a poor white. H i true, but better than most and had had a little place, and my husband Itad been good to him. And he said, and tears running down his face: " 'Mr. Moore. I've watched you an' done what 1 could; but 1 reckon now there ain't but one way. You're all dyin' here together, an' I can't hev it I ve got a place just left me up neat Hamlet an' there's enough for u. ad to be comfortable; an' I've always said there wasn't a lady In North Caroina could come nigh you nor Miss Tranny ; an' I feel so now. ' Marrv me an' vou t sha n't be troubled by me. I don't ; want nothin' but to take care o' you, , an' make things easier. I aitf t your I ekal 1 don't look to he hut I rekn South that could be kinder Oi HWUC faithful All my old life hi dead. 1 am 1 content here. He made this nlace for ! Tranny. He's always hopinir she'll 'come out of it and alwas jdaani ing aid some way to oritur her out tie this morning you looked soaiehow as if ' you could do some thin', an' I'd better take you in. But you can't No oue . can but God, and His time seems slow, i But I can wait We are all going home trMMrt har iahu) tints Hia Hnu - A. whistle sounded. "Train's ready!" a brakeman shouted. In a moment the deep sun-bonnet hid the tears that had slowlygatbr red and fallen. She bent over Tranny for an instant then opened the door and we passed out without a word. " If you're ever this way again." Silenus said, "yon must stop and see us. Mrs. Moore, she'll be glad." Twelve years' wife though she might be, the old title was still in force. Silenus' face had gained a new dignity. I could not smile. With the faint scent of the orange-blossoms still about us I turned away, looking for a moment, as the train steamed slowly off, at the tow house hidden soon from sight and wondering if any story as trsgio lay shut in between the narrow walls of other homes all about Any life, no matter how common place, holds its pathos and power, the soul in it making it forever infinitely precious, but for the most the story remains untold, the soul mean thee all ignorant of its own meaning and of Use; and so Silenus, tost in the North Carolina woods, and dragging through the long days in which small incident will ever come, will hardly know, on this side, his own Quality, though quite fixed, once for ait, as to that of the women for whom he cares. Okritiim XMm. Frartleal Knowledge In Farming. It is a misfortune that the mine to farmer of what may be oretioal kaowiedfe such as is rained by reading or hearing lectures or the eonvefawtlon of ethera. ear by a nrnoeaa nf MaawiM lm AtaM fanMail m mtThie want tit uiMMflU. tion of such knowledge often arises from a lack of any clear idea of the relative places of "practical" and nheoretioar1 knowledge. As indicated above, practical knowledge that gained by personal experience or observationwill enable a farmer to meet a difficulty in a simple manner, but the farmer who relies wholly on his own experience must necessarily be a narrow man. and a radical change in his circumstances will leave him helpless. A man who undertakes farming with only theoretical knowledge will almost certainly make many mtotafco, and be jiutiy liable to the chares of being "visionary." Such a man, however, will often become a more socceesful farmer th bis purely practical neighbor, whtu pr has led him to modify ami adjust his theories to his oircumWhat is needed, of course, is a doe amount of each of the two kinds of knowledge. It is often sneeringly sold that agricultural oolleges "cannot make successful farmers." This it true In the same sense that it is true that no profsssioual school can make" a successful minister, lawyer or phy sician. Each can do much to help a young man in acquiring Sitical knowledge, and in better fiv him to apply such knowledge when ed, National JAvt8toak JtmrnaL The King of the Hellenese has appointed Colonel Knraiskaki to command a corps intrneted with the suppression of brigands hi Theesaly. The number of robbers, especially in the neighborhood of Larisea, has so in suns id thnt the whole populatton k torforised, and travensw and m enttrety seseessded. Ostonel Kaki has

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U a. h-kaoam Tm Qmuurv after 1 -Tkecomimeerof Ubeia" receives a i sand dollars a year. Mrs. Jeasie Fremont Ferris, aaleoe of Qenersd John C. Fremont, has made her debut as an aotresa. The clearest-headed and bast-lav formed political writer in France is a woman "Juliette Lambert" Senator Ben Hill has woeod operation upon his the removal of fungoid growth. Carl Schurx has agreed to toe ooming season, under the aaspioes of the Williams Lecture Bureau. A bust of Artemus Ward Is wanted by as advertiser in an English : i a? i " i . .? . I rT' jara wm, aau suu m, a I ! worm in isngland. i ae rtrst printer in the uerman city of Frankfort was Christian Efcenokiff, born in 1A0S and died in lo&o, and a tablet has just been erected to his memory in the wall of the house whore he worked and where he died. A spare, handsome man of sixftjr four, with fine nose and tense upper lip, is the Rev. Newman Halt Bos work "Come to Jesus" has been traasmtsd into twenty languages, and has rsaahsd a circulation of three millions. A work on bibliography, Just published m Germany, says that Schiller's Song of the Bells," has received eighteen French translations, seventeen Latin, fifteen English, four Italian, too Bohemian, four Polish, three Hungati an, two Russian, and one eaeh in Dutch, Norwegian, Danish, Spanish, Hebrew, Lothoaniau, Swedish, Slavonic, Low uerman, flemish, Wendle and nian; in all, eighty-three HUMOROUS. Then is a man in St Louis who has a wonderful memory. It is thought the f-ltr will rBfcnllv amnlAr Um t , memlter the Ubheih. futiiWHi n i ier-JourmtL A New York man recently sold his wife to a neighbor for a dollar. Some men sfem to take delight in swindling their neighbors. NvrritttwH Ihr gift A Kentucky girl was struck by lightning and killcdwhile dressing tocher wedding, and the hard-hearted Cincinnati inquirer says: " There's such a thing as a girl being too attractive." J. W. Riley has a poem on " The Lost Kiss." He doesn't make it very plain as to how be lost it; but it k presnmeu ner roomer came into we : just in time to catch him at it J ler Jtzprtst. "Did you net thatrirl's nrownr iou rememoer you sent yon were bound to have it" "Wau. not exactly," replied Brown; "I asked her for it and she gave see her negative. w Motion TrwwcrtpL The man of prudence the hired hand-maid whose hair ; eth in color that worn by the wife of his bosom, but the fool heedeth not this important point and, when he weareth a long, blonde hair on the toppel of his coat his black-haired wife waxeth wroth thereat and pattoth his his head with a club. -Dir$4t Frm rVes. As to Ua anas ahe fmdhr i Au4 love's sweet leuaoehv he i Tor the, said he, aty lore. I guess Yoaaant, eeoeottove awhMMSt Give me the little hand I pnmST TTnuUee, she said While bluahiev imam riv, The twain will be aude one nest inane. Translated by the A food story reaches us gram, the truth of which is rnarantoed. A banking house at Verviers recently received a letter from a bank at BudaPeeth. The recipients knew that it related to a matter of the greatist hnportaace; but unfortunately, they could not master the contents of the missive, as it was written in the Hungarian language, and there was not a soul at Verviers who understood thai tongue. Aocordiasdy, one of the partners took a journey to Brussels, expect ing to find everything he wanted at the Capital, but only to be disappointednobody at the banks oonld read Hungarian. There was, however, still the Aitstro-Hungarian Embassy, whither the banker betook himself, to that there was an attache who Hungarian, but he had gone to ftarrita for some sea-bathing. Almost in do.a B.aW a.a a spair, the hero of the story called the Burgomaster, with whom soquatoted, and related his After some thought his worship, strife mg his forehead, exclaimed: "After all, somettmes our most foolish htons prove the best" With this eohrmatioal observation he asked tor the totter. The next day he returned the origined to the gentleman from Verviers, with a translation in French, in a neat tom Inlne hand. "To what Hungarian miry do I owe this good fortune? asked the delighted banker. "This is an afihhr involving some millions, and I shall be happy to pay a handsome rfowcewr to the translator who has enabled me to get at the meaning of the letter to ttme to conclude the affair.1 ' '1 take yon at your word," replied the Burgomaster. "Give me lO.OOOf. for the poor of Brussels, for the translator hi none other than the Queen. She has experienced lively satisfaction in employing hot knowledge of the Hungarian Isnguans to oblige one of her wbjeeto.'' Qvoch of the Belgians is dsssghtoc of "aPhlJ(llp i4MMplte WS0e(J eK(B((mil to efHmamry JnmMU remenjilMivM

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