Jasper Weekly Courier, Volume 27, Number 31, Jasper, Dubois County, 22 May 1885 — Page 7

WEEKLY COURIER. O. DOANK, luhHHlr.

JASPKR, IK 1H AN A MOTHERHOOD. Wkw the Utah of t hp "lay are ended. And work id folded away. I U hy the wlrnlow uad irtudy A inetiira over the way. 1h a!- with undrawn eurtala A molter Mtw every Hlht, Awl M with h dimpled fesbr. 1h the softly MlekeriHff H at The MtUe one' chubby Sneers Wander over her faee. Ami It amUee and oow and dane With h weet, uneoowloiia grace. I know the mother hi sayls gemethlna-tender awl pood. By the way In widen ke eareesea Thht atom of babyhood. Then, a the twilight deepen. The golden iK-ad sink to rt, Aim! h tMwutiful faee bendft over The aleeidng chlM oil her breast: Awl my own tad heart hi threhblH. Yearning with wnlik-B twin. For a touch of the dainty angers I never snail eaH again. But I know the time Is oomlng, At the end of life's eventide, When hubed will le every kinging, Awl motfo'r-Iove wthed. go now I fit hy the window. Ami take what comfort 1 may. Watching the dear little stranger In the Art-light over the way. ChrMktH lflkm. THE LAWYER'S WARD. .A Runaway Couple from Phila delphia. Rev. Dr. Melton was just beginning to feel at home in his new parsonage when he was surprised one evening to receive a call from his classmate Harry Leigh. In collega days they had been friends, and for awhile after their grad uatiou they had exchanged letters and Tisits; lHtt the letters and visits had come to an end long ago, and it was many years since they had met. As they sat in the book-lined study, each eyed the other curiously. Years sat lifrhtlv unon Mr. Leigh, and ho was dressed fashionably, almost youthfully, In hhj dark-red neck-scarf was thrust gold dog's head with ruby eyes, and to the parson the scarf and the dog s head auvrestcd a snortinsr character. Ho knew that Mr. Ieigh was not a sporting character, and wondered mildly that a highly rwKpcetablc, prosperous, middleaged lawyer should thus adorn hU person. Moveover, Mr. Leigh had brought into the study a tall silk hat and a dapEer little walking stick, and these he eld as though they were far too precious tole laid on an unvnijatlietic chair, lb' clung to them until the parson was filled with au unchristian tiesire to throw them out of the window; hut instead, he broke off iu the middle of a sentence, took hat and stick from his gtlet, and carried them to the utjw so-called Queen Anne rack in the hall. There he left them, together with the engraved card that hail announced Mr. Leigh's presence In the house. Mr. Leinh. in the minute that he wa alone, smiled, and the smile had in it a touch of pitying condescension, and wIich the parson re-entered the study his guest scanned hliri leisurely. Ifc saw a tall, lo&se-limbfd, awkward man, clad in black broadcloth of country cut, with a low vest that displayed a liberal expanse of sjwtless linen. Dr. Melton's slippers wen: a little the worse for wear, but ho knew that hs daughter would surprise him at Christmas witlt a new pair, and nteanwh.il the old ones were comfortable. His collar and cravat were neut, albeit ot fas'tiouable, and they were well hidden by a Mowing gray brard that had more white hairs ia it than there were ntt his mustache. From under hi broad forehead a pair of contemplative blue eyes looked at the worhl with mingled shrewdness and kindness and they rested on, his guet with a ort of comical surprise. Ho thought Mr, Leigh rather foppish in Ids dress, and Mr. Leigh hoped that the country parson would fcoon be introduced "to a New York tailor, and taught town ways by some of the deacons in the church to which he had been called upon to minister. "Well," he sakl, "and how do you fancy the idea of becoming a metropolitan nrcacher, and seeing your sermon garbled in Monday moraine's paper?" "The papers didn't garble my sermon this week," the doctor said. "On the contrary, the reporters picked out the best and overlooked the worst in the kindest and most Haltering fashion." Mr. U-igh laughed. "You won't be so amiable to reporters when you know them Letter. Ibis is quite a chance from your old life, and an agreeable

change, no doubt. Or do you believe that (itnl made the country anil man made the town?" "I iH-lksve God made them both, and man tries his best to spoil both," the parson answered. "Ah, that's neatvery neat Rv-the-way. I ought to call you doctor, i read your Itook on the Atonement with a good deal of pleasure." The parson winced, but Mr. Leigh did not observe that "I don't wonder the college doctored you for it. though your ideas must scorn rather liberal to the musty old fogies who peddle out Latin ami (veek ami theology "I camo near being one of the musty old fogies myself,'rs:tid Dr. Melton. "They wanted mo to be a professor, but I prefer to be a parson." "A city parson," said his guest. "I am not so sure about th city

IKirt," Ir. Melton sakl, slowly. It was pleasant up there in the country; 1

WMt attached to my pootse: i iikmu to KMter hIkjuI !h my garden. I was astonUhed when I received a eall from New York. I tlou't know that I wouU mve accepted it if one of my deacons tad not had m promising son ready to fill my place, and 1 think that my con gregation rather liked the idea of a young dominie. I had about coma to the conclusion that I should live ami die a ootiutry parson; but here I am." "Witu mix thousand, tioiiarsa year and a comfortable house,' ' added Mr. Leigh. The parson frowned. "A ian with four children has no right to slight a chance of bettering hi fortune; but it was not the in one v that brought me to New York. There is work here -" He , broke off suddenly, erhaps because he saw the shadow of a sneer on Mr. Irish's lips. "And vou are still living i th's lips. PhiladHp' in ihia?" he asked. "Yes, indoed: I would not live anj--where e! Now Yorkers may turn up their noses and call it a villaxe. but Philadelphia suits people who belong to the old Quaker stock.'' "Quaker! ion haven't turned Friend?" The parson's eve lit oh the litterinjf scarf-pin, "Vou used to be an Episcopalian when we were in colleger' "1 am yet," sam air. i.cign; nut my ancestors were Quakers sort of cous ins of old l'entt. vou know." "Vou hare a son, I believe. toperjHHtiato the name?" the parson remarked, ne son an only child Kortoa is twouty-four, and reading law in my otliee. A brigh' fellow, too; never gives me a moment's uneasiness; always at work; steady-going; no boyish nonsense about him.' Twenty-four," the parson repeated, and no "boyish uoasense about him? There is a good deal of nonsense about my boys, l am nap -sorry to say. tut I hone thev won't diseraee me. Their mother thinks they are all right, and I am learning every day of my life that my wisdom, as compared with hers, is beneath contempt I can hardly believe you have a son twenty-four. Whv, you are a spruce younjr man yourself!" "Thanks to a life free from excesses of anv kind." said Mr. Leigh. And I married early I advocatcan early marriage if a man has money enough to support a family. This waiting to scrape together a paltry income is terribly hard on a young matt. Yes, I married oarlv. and I have every reason to believe that my son will follow ray example." "So!" the parson exclaimed, raisin? his eve-brows very high. "I am gl:td to hear that I married early myself, but it was on one of the paltry incomes a thcusand dollars, to be accurate." "A thousand dollars!" cried Mr. Leigh, in horror. "Yes; aud we were happy." Dr. Melton rose as he spoke, hi eyes straying toward a photograph of his wife that stood on the mantel shelf. He took his pipe and filled it. smiling absently the while. "I can't oftcr you a cigar," he said, "but if a pipe" Thank votu 1 have a cigar with me." said Mr. Leigh. The two gentlemen smoked Jfor a minute in pensive s.lenec. "And when is your boy to marry?" asked the doctor. Oh. it is not quite arranged yet" So vou arrange niarr.ar.os in Philadctimia? And thfs particular marriage 1 is not quite arranged liuntpii: i mm i understand that sort of thing. Up in the ' country it is, Mary, 1 love you, ami, Jack. I love you in return,' aau men my ervice are cxlieu tor. now uoes one arrange a marriage in lTiilatlelphia?" Tho touch of sarcasm was quite lost on Mr. Leigh, who had crossed his legs and Kit absorbed in tionjrht. frowninr at the natcnt-leathcr tin on his neat shot. His host watched him until he uncrossed his legs and looked up. "Have you any daughters, doctor?" he asked. "Two of them." "Grown up?" "I hope so; otherwise they will tower over my head." "Ami do vou understand them?" asked Mr. Leigh, with a gravity that rasule the parson's blue eyes twinkle and the corners of his mouth twitch. "Oh no, I don't understand them; I don't understand any creature in petticoats; but my daughters are good girls, and their mother assures me that they are remarkably gifted. What do I want to undcrstand'them for?" "It might lie an advantage under some circumstances." Mr. Leigh remarked. "Curse it!" he exclaimed, with Midden energy. "Oh, I beg your pardon," he added. "1 don't miHtl; there are time when a man Is refreshed by the trill of a curse." said the imr.-on. who read Jean Paul. "What is the matter, though? What girl do you think it might be an advantage to understand?" "My ward," answered Mr. Leigh. "She is an orphan, a far-away cousin of my wife, and she has lived with us for the pat live years. She has a nice little fortune: she is pretty; she is wellbred" "That goes without saying," muttered the jmrson, stroking his long beard. "But she hasn't a grain of commonsense. 11 Mr. Leigh row, took tip position en the rug; slipped his left hand under tho short tails of his cut-away coat, ami gesticulated with his right as ho warmwl to his story. "Last suramcr," he begnn, "she was twenty-one, and just out of school. She went to Caiwi May with the Plilppards, imople in whom I placed the utmost conHdonce. 1 thought she was safe with them; but la and behold! she mast make the ac-

auaiittaaee of a veuag g eutkmaa who he hi the responsible HMitioa f bookkeHr in one of our large hardware bo, a retail eoneern, and he ka sold nait) aTpajwr of tasks over the counter. I was Tit Europe; so this late res ting tack-seller ran down to Cape May every Sunday, and staid until Monday. Then he had a clerk's two weeks' vacation, and ha spent that at Cape May. I oatue back in October, and before I had bee home twenty-four hours who should call at the housu but this young man? He wanted to see me, and I saw him. and was informed by him that he had wooed and won my ward. I asked if he imposed to take Iter to live over the shop."

Mr. Leich a thin Hps curled downward: he glanced at the pr.n for sympathy, but hi encountered a steady. somewhat critical look. Dr. Meltoa took the pipe out of his mouth and blew a cloud ox smoke upward throng hw mustache. "Why "shouldn't they live over the shop?" he sakl. "Oh, vou don't understand," Mr. Leigh exclaimed, fretfully. "She has been brought up is luxury, ami she ought to have some idea of what is proper and littinsr. There has been a a a - Hi-. tumble time. h- I assure VOU have had the sympathy of all Phfladelphia. This hardware man had the eHronlery to say that he had money enough to take care of a wife, just as though he had never thought of my wanTs little fortune. He begged me to go and sec his employers -people I never heard of and I told him I did not want their recommendations; I did not propose to hire a book-keeper. He was insolent and I ordered him out. Then blazed away at me, the weak, infatuated girl. I tried to reason ith her: nv wife talked to her: mv sonWell, you see, my son wanted tb marry her, too. and lie would have made just the husband for her. but she told him if he spoke to her she would ask her hardware man to protect her. Think of it! As though Morton would insult her the best-manneml man that ever lived." Mr. Leigh had grown excited. His cigar had gone out, and he relighted it, drawing at it fiercely until the end burned bright like a bit of coal. "And Morton is very fond of her," he continued "so fond of her, in fact, that he is waiting like a hero for this to blow over. I think the farce is nearly ended, for the hardware man became partner the other day in a nail factory or something of that sort, and a week ago he sailed for Europe. He will have to stay a year, traveling for his firm, and when he comes nack " Mr. Ieigh broke off to smile astutely and to drop the lkl over his left eye. "I don't exactlv understand your ob jections to him," said Dr. Melton, slow ly. " Does be drink, or keep low com panv?" ""No." answered Mr. Leich; "but ' " I beg your pardon," sakl the doctor, interrupting him. "but I want to speak in his behalf. He must be industrious, and no fool, and prospering, or he would not have jumped into this new position. I confess I don't think you have made out a clear case. Of course you want to see your son happy; but if she does not love your sou. that ends the matter. And if she does love this other man. and he is honest and upright, why should he not have her?" "Tie is not ler equal." sakl Mr. Leigh. " You know in Philadelphia ' The parson ro:i; up with a stilled exclamation that, coming from a layman's lips might have sounded pro fane. "It is warm in here." he said. "I; want a little fresh air: I am not used to a furnace-heated h-ns?. Poor girl! The city has not yet claimed me for its own, and I miss "the lire-place in rayold study. Poor fellow!" He threw up the window, and looked out on a wild expanse of tiny highfenced back vards; but overhead was the clear sea of skv. where the mo.m rnd t Mhnr amhl I'm fleet of Stars. He stood there, drawing in the crisp December air. until a tan sounded on the door- " Come in," lie cried, and onuof his daughters entered a tall, slim girl with her father's blue eyes- " Papa," she said, pressing close to him. and smiling mysteriously, "there are some peonle m the parlor.' "Drawing-room, my dear." said the doctor. "We are in Philadelphia." "Wo are not. but no matter," she returned. "I tell you there are some people in the parlor, and I think it is our first town wedding. She is very pretty, ami she has on the loveliest little bonnet you ever saw. Go marry 'era quick, and let me le a witness, only they have two witnesses with them." lie paed his arm about her and kissed her, she did not kaow why; then led her to his guest "Mollie, this is a classmate of mine. Mv daughter. Mr. I-cigh Mr. Harvey Leigh, of Philadelphia. You must excuse me for a few minutes." He went into the adjoining parlor. Yes, it was a wcdd'ng party, no doubt, but the would-be brwle and groom did not look like the brides ami groom that seek out a parson in such a fashion. The man was a gentleman, with a fine face and dignMed bearing. The girl was pretty, but more than that, she had an air of courage, of self-reliance; she was not a weak piece of pink and white flesh. An older couple was with them. a somewhat frightened mHidle-aged man and a verv nervons middle-aged woman, evidently his wife, for she clung to his arm helplessly. "I am William Dunbar," said the young man. The iarsoii shook hands with him. "Ami this," he added, turning to the voting lady, "is Miss Kate Perry. We ire both of age-in fact I am thirty-three and 1 hope you will lie gtod enowck to marry us." Mr. Dunbar was very raueh in earn-

, but he smiled a little. "Our mar

riage is sudden," atMod, "beaa I must all for Europe tevmorraw, and I want to take my wife with me." The parson looked at him, then at the girl. Her eyes met his steadily, though a taint nuen stow mto ner eneKs. " Where is your home?" he asked. "I have none," she answered. "I have neither father aor mother. I have been living in Philadelohia with my guardian." The words were spoken softly, but her eyes Hashed. "I am free to do as i please,-' sne wem en. ' Mv guardian has no right to d.ctatu any longer." "lluml" saht ur. ammioh, passing his hand over his beard. "And you are from Philadelphia too?" he added, tuning to Mr. Dunbar. r " I am," was the curt response. "Your name sounds familiar," said the parson. " Could I have seen jt thi other day In a list of jiasteners fot Europe?4' He scanned the faces be'ore him. The man's jaws clicked; the girl's flush deepened into crimson. We are free to marry." Said Mr. Dunbar. "There is no reason why we should not le mau and wife. If you won't perform the ceremony, I shall liml some one who is willing. We have with us mv uncle and aunt; there is no use in wasting words. Will youmaiTjrus "Yes." sakl the parson. Tlten he asked a few formal questions, and mar ried them ac-ording to the ritual of the Dutch Church. He begged them to be seated for a minute, while he tilled out the certificate. This made it uecessary for him to return to the study. "A runaway country couple?" said Mr. Leiffh. " 1 can't swear to the country part," the parson answered, as lie drew a cer tificate out of h:s desk:. 4 1 wonder you are willing to perform the ceremony. Mr. lxisrh reraarKed. I should think: it was a great rate to marry runaway couples. "The risk is greater without it. sakl the parson. "If I don't tie the knot, somebody win, ana it is gener ally a satisfaction to one to know that the knot is tied. In this case, how ever. I am quite sure I am do'ng right. Do you believe m physiognomy f ""To a certain ext nt. yes." " Well, so do I, and I am conftdetit that I have just married a sweet girl to a man who is worthy of nor." He went back to the parlor with the certificate, taking pen and ink, sj that the witnesses might sTga their names. Mr. Dunbar shook him by the hand leaving a note in his palm. The bride smiled shvlv upon him. and the elderlv woman Cowed; but the elderly man who so far had not spoken a word sakl. suddenly: "I will tell you. sir. that vou will never regret having helped this marriage. "I don't believe I could have helpet it." said the parson, with a droll glance at the new-made husband. " I m ghl have been the means of deterring it but Mr. Dunbar intends to take his wife to Europa in spite of a dozen tyran nical guardians and a dozen more re 1 octant clergvmen. God bless you am: make vou happy!" he added, taking the voting w.fe s hand. Her eyes filled with tears, but he husband drew her hand through hi arm and led her awsy. Two carnages were watting outside. One went to the north, the other to the south; but the parson watched the one that went to the south, for in that sat a man ami woman whom he believed ho had made happv for life, so far as wedded bliss brings hspprness. He returned to the study, g gave tho wedding fee to his daughter, who bora, it oft in triumph to her mother, and then he refilled his piM?. "Does this sort of thing happen often?" sakl Mr. Leigh. . "Not precisely this sort of thing. The bride ami groom were not girl and bov; neither dal they belong to what Lvou wcmld call the common clas By I " was a i auaueiimm tho-wav. it was a Philadelphia a William Lmnbar Mr. Lcisrh started from his chair. "Dunbar!" he repeated. "And the girl?" "Kate Perry Katherinc, rather." Mr. Leigh stared at him vacantly. My ward!" ho cried, in sudden anger. "And after all I tohl you! Why didn't you call me in there?" "How was I to know that?" said Dr. Melton. "You never mentioned the name of your ward or her lover. You simplv called him the hardware man." Mr. I-eigh walked out of tho library. took his hat and stick, struggled into his overcoat and tHe house without vouchsafing another word to his host The parson showed him out, and looked at him walking swiftly down the moonlit street When he went to his study again he had by no means the craven air of a man who had done a dastardly deed. On the contrary, he laughed outright as he sat down at his desk, whereon lay the notes of his sermon. But he did not finish the sermon. He went to his daughter aud begged Iter to lend him a good novel, and he read a love s'.ory that evening instead of theology. Chart JJhhhih, in Harper's Weekly. A Recipe for Crullers: Two nnrw of aurar. OHO of SWeet coffee milk. three eggs, a neaping wuiespooHiiu ui butter, three teaspoonfuls of baking T. ". .. i i.i ..1 unwiier. mixed With SIX CHPS ot BOUr, half mi nuns' and a teaspoonftil of cinnamon. Beat the eggs, bttUer and fiursr trwotlirr. add milk, spices and flour; put another cup of flour on the kneadlng-board, pour the dough out upon it and knead until you can roll it out to a mtnrter of an inch m thickiimm: out thk into souares making three or four incisions ia oaeh square; drop, into hot law! and fry m you do doughi nuts Ar. 1. rL

LITtllAHYa Mark Twaia says 1m Mt IfiM hi ' rMta4Jnia Ltfr one awrt Utkty years ago. Hearv Berg's three seas are aM in terested in the pklkatiireek jrejeete of their father. -iV. Y. Sun. An English newsy ay or ayz that 'araell is soon to marrr sa Amsrisaa girl, a friend of his mother. Ladv Anne Lindsay, the author of "An Id rtobin Gray " wrote the ballad, wInmi site was twenty-one years eld, but .. . t (Ihi not acKnowieugo sue autonuip til half a eentury later. Governor Lloyd, Maryland, ia the third member of his family t hold that office, the first having attained k ia 170U and the second in 1609 finltimore Sum. Twenty-two daughters at present ive with their father, George Kiddle, n uarrou t.:oumy, mo. aiso eigne widows of the nine deceased sons of the late Captain George Cook, of Hart ort, W)Rn., stui survive. Rev. Dr. Cuyler. of Brooklyn, has been a busy man. In the last twentylive years he has written three thousand articles for the newspapers, besides writing a cord of sermons, publishing ten volumes, and doing a Croat deal of ether woric urootciyn j&syie. Mrs. Theodore Tilton is living niiotlv with her mother in Brooklyn. Bessie Turner is married to a Mr. Schoonmaker. Since her marriage sh has lived very quietly, and fe now middle-aged, fairly good-looking woaaau. passed in the streets without rooofmuon as a iiotaoie. je. aun. There are but few left of the efX cers most closety associated with Grant during the war. All but three of tha ten officers composing General Grant'sMississippi Valley staff arc dead. Tha survivors are Colonel John Riggia, St Louis, Colonel Webitor and General Ihrie, of San Francisco. Ckio3 Tribune. Marguerite Cleveland's death removed from the Greeley circle its most gifted feminine member. Possessing rare musical talent, her society waa everywhere welcome for this and other entertaining qualities. She was a me0 of the famous editor, and is buried near him. in Greenwood Cemetery. V. Y. UeraUL Elias Howe, tho gewing-machlaa millionaire, was a private soldier daring the war. It is said that once what his regiment was suffering on account of a delay in paying them he gave kit personal check to the Quartermaster and they were immediately paid. Tha Government subsequently paid hint back. Boston Journal. In 1869, at the Theater do l'Odean, ia Paris, Adelina Patti appeared at a concert for the benefit of a young actress who had lost all her possessions by a lire. At the close of the concert the actress, wearing a black woolen dress without the slightest ornament went timidly to the diva, and, giving her a liquet worth two sous, kissed her hand. The actress was Sara Bernhardt Chicaqo Inter Ocean. ' HUMOROUS. An ordinary woman's waist is thirty inches around. An ordinary man's arm is about thirty laches long. How admirable are thy works, O, nature! AT. 0. Slar, "Mv dear," asked Mrs. Wiggs of Mrs. Digg, "can you tell me why they call them tournures?" "Yes," was the reply, "it is because you have to tottrnure head around to see how it hangs." "0!" Oil Cily Derrick. That was a olever boy who, when he was given live shillings to dig up his aunt's garden, hid a two-shilliag piece in it and told all the boys in the nelghliorhood. The next morning the ground was pulverized two feet deep. iv. Jr. isun. Through the telephone "Is that vou. doctor?" "ies, wno is u. Merony. Oh, doctor! what shall I do for baby? He has swallowed a dime." Well, you surety uon twant to speau two dollars to get a dime, do you?" .V. Y. Herald. A nurseryman says that the best kind of dogwood is tho red-flowering. Our experience is that a clothes-pole Is tlw best, occause u w ngin onmigu i handle oasilv, and long enough to enable you to hit tho dog at almost any range. ruck. An exchange contains an article en titled "How to Breathe." We didn't suppose there was so much ignorance in tna worm, n nuu a wau uwn know how to breathe the best health resort for him is a lot in a cemetery. Ho would spoil if kept many days above ground. N&rristotcn Herald. A book-agent went Into a barber's shop and asked tho proprietor if ho could sell him an encyclopedia. "What is it like?" asked the barber. "It is a book that contains exhaustive information upon even- subject in" the world.' "No," said the barlxT, with an injure air, "I don't need it." A. F. Timet. Ho Loved Her Still Her voice was harh awl she Jawed all day, 11H the man was craey. as one may say, From morn till niht It wa- ehln. cWn, chlB, Awl tMHMSe who couWn't help hearing the dla Knew well that the man had a croMto hear. Ami he cried In the dehs of his wIM despair: "I've loved, I've hived her through Rood and Ami with ah her faults I kiye herM.M This ancient but still perfect specimen of a "bull" has recently lieen led out: "As I was coin' over the bridge, said a native of Erin, "1 met Pat Hewin". 'Hewins.' savs I, 'how are you?' Prettv well, thank Vou, Donnely,' says he. "Donnelly!' says I, 'that's not ray name.' Faith, then, no more is mine Hewins.' So with that wo looked at akih other again, an' sure enough wasnaytherofus." AT. I. 1W.

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