Pike County Democrat, Volume 26, Number 43, Petersburg, Pike County, 6 March 1896 — Page 3

mu £?ilu (Bounty gmocrat IK. MaO. STOOPS, Editor ud Proprietor. PETERSBURG. ... INDIANA. '■-■A— - — AN EDITOR'S STORY.

BT C. N. CARVALHO. “What a strange thing,” murmured ♦Gregory Man vers, as he turned the last leaf of a type-printed manuscript that lay on the desk before him. “Now who •can have written this?” It was a short sketch entitled: ‘‘It It Too Late?” the record of a love acorn fully cast away, and of consequent regret and suffering. A common theme enough, and not one calculated •to touch the heart of a man accustomed 1o pass hours of each day in reading similar effusions. But for all that our •editor knitted his birows as he read, pressed his lips together and finally ■dropped a lent* upon the paper. Was it only a coincidence, he won- • dered, or had some one who knew the story of his past life been cruel enough to trade upon it? For the first chapter •was almost a transcript of what had passed between Helen Blnkemore and himself scarcely three years ago. There, it must be owned, the resemblance ceased. Helen, he reminded himself, was not one to repent, as the heroine of this poor little sketch had done, still less to acknowledge her error. I*ride was her besetting sin—the north pole must touch the south before ahe would admit she had beer: in the w rong. j lie turned the roll hastily to find the tame and address of the writer. Bur it afforded no clew. It was signed with, initials, and directed to a remote post office in jhe north of England, to be left till called for. ! That the sketch was unsuitable he «nvv at u glance. Setting aside his natural reluctance to bring it before the public, it "as too long, too diffuse; it had a dozen faults that disqualified it for the pages of the journal he con ducted. So w ith fingers that trembled slightly, he w rote, on it in pencil N*o. 8,>54« put it into a drawer set aside for rejected communications, ami took -t another manuscript from the pile at h;s . . 4 ! * side. . questions; and, except that he was a little short-tempered, no outre marked anything unusual in his demeanor But the incident of the morning had not been forgotten. o

His task compld* d. hr lay hack m his chair, amt, shading his eyes front the light, fell to reviewing his past life, ami wondering if He’en, knowing' as she must have known long sine** that he had only told her the sipipl * truth, was still implacable. If he. following the advice given by the author of the sketch, were to cast pride from him, and plead his cause once more, would it be 6f any avail1, ltut it was useless to dwell on this lie knew not where to find her. After the rupture -of their engagement, she had gone with her parents to resid«» abroad, and he had lost sight of her. The facta were these: A cousin of h?a, bearing the same name, had Iveen guilty of obtaining monev on false pretenses, and Had fled the country. Through the contrivance of the real culprit, the public were led to believe Manvers was the defaulter, and the lllahemores, hearing the. report, demanded an explanation. Circumstantial evidence chanced to be strong against the editor, and he found it •difficult to jsrove his innocence. He had never spoken to the Blakemoree of this cousin, and they were not willing to believe in the existence of such a per*o‘n. 1'he ujwhot was a serious quarrel, ending in his engagement to Miss Blakemore Wing broken oil. Deeply offended that Helen, at least, f would not trust his word, he accepted his dismissal without making "any further effort to dear himself, and •strove to be content wi»h the recollection that the law proceedings, when published in due course in the newspapers, would exonerate him from all blame. It had been hard to banish these events from his mind at the time; it was next to impossible now; but ho struggled manfully to do it; and when autunin came, betook himself to Switx erland for hia annual holiday, thinking a thorough change would be beneficial to both body and mind. But by.an untoward accident, he sprained his ankl* •o severely that he was kept, a prisoner ' to the sofa for some weeks, and thus ‘ bad more leisure to brood over his misfortunes than was good for him. fie was wholly dependent for amusement on the kindness of the visitors staying in the hotel, many of whom were -exceedingly polite ano attentive; one in particular—a young German of the name of Muller—coming to the invalid's room at all hours, and bringing with him the gossip of the place. **I can't stay now, Mr. Manvers,’* this young fellow cried one morning as he rushed ih with a pile of newspapers and periodicals under,his arm. "I'm off for the Gorner Grat with those jnen I told you of last night the -woathei* is glorious. But I hate done my best for you. Everybody is out, wo I’ve made a clean sweep of the English things on the reading-room table, and here they are. Good-by. I will look you up directly I come back.” As a rule Manvers made a point of eschewing all periodical literature during his holiday, but just now he had ■ little else to divert him; so when he bad finished his correspondence he opened the least trashy of the reviews and began to read an article of one of the leading politicians of the day. He waded through it with praiseworthy perseverance; then, noticing that there were two or three articles on the same jrabject, closed the book, and went on 4o speculate on Urn advisability of aeak

ing m poet on a periodical of a like nature; wondering' whether the burning questions that iseemed capable of bearing so many and such different interpretations would, in the end. prove any lees wearisome than, the love-tales, hair-breadth escapes, and semi-scien-tific articles with which he was accustomed to fill the pages of his magazine. “Ah, well,** he said to himself with a smile, when he had thought the matter out, “to stick to the evil one knows is the safest course after all. I should only get into hotter water if I "meddled with politics. Perhaps it may he interesting to see how other people do my work,” he continued, languidly, taking up the current number of the

- Magazine as ne spoKe, "so nere goes for light literature.” The smile faded from his lips the next moment, and there was j a catch in his breath, as, glancing over the table of contents, his eye lighted on the title of the last article in the list: “Is It Too Late?” It was the very story he had read so carefully and returned to the author. He threw the book from him, annoyed that the book should thus force itself on his notice. It lay untouched for some minutes, while its victim cursed the ill luck that kept him helpless as a log, when rapid motion was the only thing to bring him relief. Then almost involuntarily h<: lifted it from the floor, and once more read the little story to the end. Manvers gave a deep sigh, and turning impatiently, gazed out of the window. Groups of people were in the garden below, apparently but just returned from some excursion, for they were talking over their experiences, and their merry laughter reached to his third-floor bedroom, and for a moment drove his thoughts into a pleasanter channel. Hut only for a mo ment.' Then a voice broke upon his car that had been unheard by him for j many a long day, and he started and turned pple. Could it be she was here? When last ho had heard of her she was residing in Florence with her parents. Hut of course the LUakemores, like everyone else, were free to roam at will, and, if ! they choose to spend the autumn j months in the cooler Switzerland, why not? He eouhinot see the speaker from hr. ! sofa, but presently she crossed the I grass, and, accompanied by another girl, stood looking at the surrounding j mountains. Yes. it was lleien—wheth- ! er Helen Hlakemore still was a matter 1 ht must, in some way, bring his Ger-i-iiiun friend to ascertain.”

it would oe easy to avoiu a meeting, shot) Id he wish to do so, for. though he had intended going down the next d;;.y, lie might alter his mind, and no ope would think it htrauge. -One tiling must be done."he decided, and that immediately—that wretched magazine must be kept out of the reading-room, where, to a certainty, it would fall into her hands. So, with some difficulty, bes edged ■ himself towards * the stove, opened the little door, and, forgetting the book did not-belong to him, thrust it inside to be cremated at his leisure. He had hardly done this and resumed his seat when his young friend burst in. and. seating himself without taking any heed pf Manvers’ preoccupied air, began to dilate oh the new arrivals. “The mother and father are most pleasant and friendly,” he said, his face all aglow with excitement and the exertion of his morning's climb. “Just the sort of people f&x a place of this sort—jolly and kind and ready for anything. The daughter is a Spanish-look-ing beauty with superb eyes -1 can’t think where she.gets them from. They ere friends o,f that fellow Donnitborne -the man with a glass in his eye—he is quite gone on Miss Blakemore. But she keeps him and everybody else at a distance, and no mistake. I haven’t had the courage to say a word to her yet, and I'm not a shy man, by any .means,’’ Yes, that was Helen all over. How well Manvers knew the look that would come into those dark eyes of hers, if, by any chance, her fellow-travelers showed nudue familiarity. He nTTrb Iearned, now, w hat he wanted to know, anti asked do further questions, deeming it better not to claim acquaintance with the Blakemore family unless— which was unlikely—they should desire it. At night, as he lay sleepless, he debated w ith himself as to his course of aetion. With the pathetic appeal of that little story ringing in his ears, his heart was very tender towards his old love. Was it too late? One word would make such a difference in the happiness of two lives, and could he let tha% won! go unspoken? No, a thousand times no. Still pride fought hard. With all his unspeakable longing to touch once more the hand of the girl he loved, he could not forget that if an advance were to be made, it was, in all right and reason, her place to make it. But his better self conquered at last, and when morning dawned, he had come to the conclusion to put to the teat the lesson so Strangely forced on kim. So the magazine was not cremated, but laid carefully on the reading-room table, and Manvers. screened from observation by a thick curtain, lay on a sofa in the recessed window of the ante-room, and waited to ace what would happen. Truly a tantalizin'; occupation, for young girls came in ami out, but never the one he was yearning for. The morning had been stormy and dark, but after two o’clock the sky cleaned, and one by one visitors tripped past the ante-room window, eager to enjoy the fresh air. Mr. Donnithome sallied forth, a guide at his heels. Mr. and Mrs. Blakemore strolled along, followed by Muller and half-a-dozen others, though not, as the watcher was quick to observe, by their daughter. At last Manvers had reason to believe that, with the exception of Miss Blakemore, every inmate of the hotel had left the place—a conviction that made his pelaa beat knrriedir when, a little

later, a light step became audible In the corridor. It was Helen. From hia retreat Man vers saw her enter, glance round hastily and, apparently under the belief the roonn was untenanted, open the piano and begin to play. In five minutes she was so much absorbed in the music that he was able, without fear of detection, to change his position and take up one that allowed him to see her plainly as she sat at the instrument. His eyes dwelt lov£igly on every line of her beautiful, cairn face. How different was her expression now to when he had parted from her! When, with scorn in her voice and on angry gleam in her eyes, she had bidden him go and never attempt to see or speak to her again, lie lmd loved her then—ah, never mors truly.—and be loved her now with a passionate longing that was more akin to pain than to pleasure. The sonata came to an end. and after a short pause, she began to sing. Of old it had ever been difficult to persuade Helen to sing before anyone—even her toVer had rarely heard her voice. Music and, poetry affected her power- j fullj, and she shrank from making a display of her feelings. The air she sang now was unfamiliar to him, but the words, Goethe's, “N ur wer dio Sehnsueht kenut, weiss was ich leide,’* he knew well. They might or might not be an index to the state of thegirl’a | heart, but they evidently touched her, j for presently, with something very like a sob, she ceased singing and left the (

music-stool. She crossed the room and, bending over the large table, sought among the books and papers for something to read. Man vers held his breath as ho sa>v her, after pushing aside two or three others, take up the —5— Magazine and settle herself comfortably in an easy-chair. Turning the leaves carelessly, she fixed on an article towards the end of the book—perilously near to it, Man vers thought, remembering that “Is It Too l ate?*’ was the very last [wiper in the number. And surely it was that very article she was resiling, for what other would have called up such a deep sigh, or tilled those sweet ejyes with tears. It was wrong, it was unmanly thus to watch her, and her lover, feeling this to his heart’s core, hiad risen to ring fon som« one to help him upstairs, j when the readitig-room door opened and a lady and gentleman came in. Their entrance brought matters to a crisis. With a natural disinclination to Ik' found in tears, the girl rose hastily, made her way into the aute-rooia land closed the- door behind her. When llelenj found herself face to | face with her discarded lover she stood transfixed. It seemed to her as if her own thoughts had called up the vision. But her quick eyes soon noted a change in his appearance; how he was ill and worn, his hair grizzled-and thin, his step halting and uncertain; and she saw it was the living maarthat stood before her. She tried to give him some commonplace greeting, but the words would not come. His Christian name, softly breathed,' was all she could bring her tongue to utter. He heard, the word and it gave him courage. ' “I have startled you. I fear.” he oegan, hesitatingly. “Then you did uoi know I was here?” ••Kb,” she replied, and then paused. “I have been laid up for weeks w ith a sprained ankle,” he went on slow ly. I only left my room yesterday. I can hardly move now without assistance, which mlist plead ray excuse, Miss Blakemore, for ray having remained to listen to your music just now. I have not forgotten your dislike to sing before a stranger.” “A stranger.” Did she repeat the word, or was it his fancy? She shivered as if a cold w ind had passed over her, and her book fell from her hand. lie glanced at it. Ah. if that poor little story was ever to do a good work in this world, the time had surely coma now. |

A M ranker, ne resumeu m a deep feeling, “by your wish, Helen—not mine. Dearest, my heart has never bhanged towards you and it never will. Is it too Sate to make up our quarrel? to confess that We were both in the wrong? 1 have bitterly repented the hard woids 1 said to you. And you know no' >—you have known for many months—A hat the tale I told you that night w ife tr«jn\ Can you not forgive me and l^t us be friends? Friends at least, if we cna.be nothing more." “I do not deserve even that,” she said sorrow fully, as she took hisoutstretehed hand in both her own. “Gregory, my own dear love,, I have nothing to forgive. I did you a great wrong, and should have acknowledged it long ago. Oh, I see my conduct in such a different light to-day. Indeed, it is I who should seek forgiveness from you;” •"There is*no need,” he whispered joyfully, as he drew- her towards him and kissed her glowing eheek. “There is no need, my darling. Helen, I love von so dearly, I aha content to take you as von arc and wish for nothing more. 1 thank Go-1 with my whole heart for the happy chance that has brought ua together.” Again some one b|>ened the door and Ileleri fled precipitately, leaving the — Mugizine at her lover’s feet. He picked It up and arranged its leaves carefully, gratefully, for he knew it was to the tender pleading of ttat little story that he owed his presentnappiness.—London Argnsv. 6 j —Strange to say, the District of Columbia contains a remarkable number of inventors, one to every 1,370 of the population. This, state of affairs may possibly be explained on the supposition that many inventors make a temporary home in the district for the purpose of forwarding the interests of their device:;. —New York la the greatest commercial city. Nine-tenths of the imports acd exports of this country psas through the harbor of New York.

PERPLEXITY OF REPUBLICANS. Math Presidential Timber Bet of Peer Quutr. Just uow the l'epublican party ia talking about the men whom it may nominate for president. The democratic party is not talking much about the men whom it may nominate for president, because it is in no hurry. The republicans have violently thrust themselves first into the field. Their convention is to meet before that of their opponents. Kothing if not courteous, the democrats politely wait for the action of their esteemed adversaries. When the republicans shall have named their candidates and shall have Issued their platform, the democrats will readily discern what they should do to equal or to surpass their opponents. Meanwhile, there ia not that unity of choice, that note of decision, that firmness of touch and that confidence of feeling among republicans that should be desirable to them. They are not entirely satisfied with their material. They are saying that Speaker Reed, whose intellectual stature is analogous to his physical altitude, is keeping silence on silver and the currency. They are saying that ex-Gov. McKinley, who undoubtedly possesses the republican heart more completely than that of any of his opponents, and who, being out of office, is embarrassed neither by patronage nor by commitments, knows only one subject, namely the tariff, with thorough inaccuracy, knows that too much and knows other great subjects hardly at all. To be 6u:re, in 18S8 Mr. McKinley was willing to be a sister to silver; though marriage was not within his intent. But at that time silver was everybody’s friend and nobody’s rock ahead, and it would not do to be too critical now of any statesman on that subject then. The republicans are also saying that, while Senator Allison is everybody’s third choice, the entire absence of yes and no from his political vocabulary and his ability to walk from l>*s Moines to Washington on the kev-boards of a series of pianos without

raising- a sound, somehow or other, affects lxis eligibility at such a time as this. T^e grand old party is also declaring that Gov. Morton is too young: that he should serve at least two more terms in the governorship before aspiring to the presidency, and that he should formally enter the field fc>r 1900, a nd not 'for 1SOO. We do not forget that Senator f^uHorn is a candidate upon his physical resemblance to Abraham Lin? coin, and that Senator Davis, of Minnesota, is a candidate on account of the close race that he is running with “Lon” Livings|OD e, of Atlanta, for Venezuelan approbation. These candidates, however, are provisional, and Mr. McKinley and Gov. Morton, up to date, are really the only two men who can be relied' on for provisions. Gov. McKinley would obtain them from the beneficiaries of expectant protection, while Gov. Morton, as the head of the great London banking house of Morton, Rose «fc Co., would run like a prairie fire in Illinois, Wisconsin, Kansas, Nebraska, Iowa, Minnesota, California and other places where English financiers, are actually, if not correctly, appreciated.— Brooklyn Eagle.. M’ KIN LEV’S FOLLOWERS. fawp and l*pro«r Accompany the Napoleon of Protection. There is one tendency among the followers of that cathode ray of protection and high tariff William McKinley which is pot calculated to assist that gentleman into the good graces of those people who are not wildly enthusiastic over methods by which foreigners are induced to pay our taxes, and that is a tendency to yawp. At every possible occasion the chubby figure of Maj. McKinley is graded before the public and everyone is exfleeted to go wild and fall to tllinking of Napoleon. McKinley was brought to Chicago. He came ostensibly to make a speech on Abraham Lincoln,. Instead, however, ofj being treated as one coming on such a mission ordinarily would be, his friends accorded him much the same attention as an advance agent bestows upon the $10,000 Beauty. His advent was heralded and his arrival was the signal for a shyies of jcuades and a continued uproar of yawping. There is something in the energetic frenzy into which Mr. McKinley’s followers lash themselves as soon as his frock coat, draped a la Henry Clay, looms on the seen** that can only be compared to the excitement of a band of howling dervishes on the approach of their pet god. The barking, braying and blattingof the Blaine lunatic of some years ago was bad enough, but the case of the McKinley maniac is even worse, for with him there is in addition a tendency to froth at the mouth.—Chicago Jfrews (Ind.).

Tariff for th« Rich. »» McKinley, in his Marquette clu’.) speech, said he could not tell what the schedules and rates of the next republican tariff will be, but declared they will be adequate to “protect the country from the invasion of ib* markets by oriental product*.” Great heavens! Do the republicans intend to build a “Chinese wall” around the country? Are they going to fix tariff rates so that the people will have to continue to pay $100 for “high grade” bicycles that can be made at a profit for $20, and that can be imported from Japan and sold at that price? Are they going to pile up tariff taxes until none but the rich can indulge in the comforts of life? That is McKinleyism as illustrated by his robber tariff law and as reiterated in his Marquette G,plub speech.—Illinois State Register. ——The 25 republican member* of congress from Pennsylvania who have formally assured Senator Quay of their support of hia presidential candidature comprise the entire republican congressional delegation from that state. They may be said to have unanimously writ themselves down a* Senator Quay's little bubs.—Boston Herald*

THEY HAVE DONE NOTHING. The Republican* Have Failed to Kah« ' Hood Their Boast. With great flourish of trumpets the republicans, who held vast majority In the house of representatives and or* g&nized the senate of the United States, told the people of the country what they proposed to do. Well, what have they done? In session since the first day of December last, what have they done? May we not have some specification? They pro* fessed themselves to be wonderfully gifted in the matter of creating public confidence, increasing public revenues, making everybody, whatever his business and however conducted, rich and happy. But what have they done? Let vs try if we can, to get down to a speci* fication. If they are competent, surely three months ought to demonstrate that by their fruits they are justified in their claim. Will they tell us oi anything they have done? The house passed a tariff measure. The senate now gives practically pub* lie notice that the tariff measure shan’t go through. The house, instead oi j meeting the recommendation of the executive, who understood the situation j and who did not ask for a tariff bill,; but did ask for sound legislation on j the money question, passed a ridicu- > lous bill of its own. That the republican senate sent back with a free coin- j age measure.

But .where is the affirmative legisjatiou? Where is anything accom- : plished? What has Mr. Reed done at, speaker and what have all the greatre- j publican statesmen of the senate done! j They have been sitting in congress foi j ninety days and where are the results ; of their capacity? , Not a measure of public concern and utility has been perfected. This republican house and this republican senate stand before this country as utterly im- j becile and impotent as any body of ; statesmen,ever appeared before a con* j stitueney whom they had deceived by I tepeated assertions of their sagacity j and their prowess. The republican majority in congress | is an utterly fruitless majority. It has j toasted much, il|> has accomplished nothing.—Chicago Chronicle. REED HAS CHANGED. The Former Czar Is Now Plotting tor th» Presidency. As compared with a year ago, Thom-; as 11. Reed is a changed nian. No more j remarkable metamorphosis has been j seen in a public man. There was a time when Reed was the very embodiment of all that is j typical of good comradeship. He was cordial in his witty comments, he was willing to disport himself in any com- j pany ifi which he might find himself— j he was, in fact, a clever, genial man. With the scores of newspaper cor re- j spondents he was affable, ready to give them his vrews and judgments, sometimes to be quoted, but more frequently not to be. All this has changed. Since he has become an avowed candi- j date for president, coupled with his election to the speakership, the Reed of former days has disappeared, mid in its stead there has come a man whom j’.one recognizes. It is harder now j to get at Reed than if he were president. He has already—even with only the shadow of the white house before his eyes—mantled himself in Harrisonian exclusiveness. He cracks no more jokes, and he deliberately chokes j back the keen, sarcastic comments which are constantly surging to his lips because he seems to be afraid that; if they are uttered they will but add to his list of enemies. From the speaker's chair the old aggressive, partisan, j minority-trampling Reed has gone, and a smooth-faced, smooth-talking poli-. tician who is looking for votes has taken the place of the absentee. There was a time, too, when Reed would go down to the capitol with n crowd of his cronies, laughing and j talking, with not a burden upon bis j broad shoulders. But now he stalks along the avenue, all by himself, thoughtful, unobserying. wrapped in solemn grandeur and his ottrn greatness.—Washington Post. THE OUTLOOK FOR ST. LOUIS.

indications That the Republican* Will j Have Tronble. It does not require the aid of the cath- j ode rays to penetrate the wooden wails of the republican wigwam of nest June j at St. Louis and to anticipate the events • that will take place jin the forthcoming j convention. The impudent assurance of Boodler | Quay that he will allow his name t> go before the convention is a challenge to all the other favorite sons to compete for the empty honor of having their names presented. ' The Lincoln day enthusiasm for McKinley indicates that the masses of the republican party look on the Ohio representative of protection as the logical candidate of the party. The oppressive silence maintained by ambitious aspirants on the financial question gives us assurance that the I grand old party is prepared now, as ! formerly, to maintain a judicious iin- j partiality between the opposing and j 'irreconcilable antagonism of finance. | In other words, the indications at this j present date are that the republican party will refuse to declare itself on the financial question, on which evasion is futile, while on the tariff question it will cling to the repudiated and discredited protection of McKinleyism. It will be hard for the democratic party to do worse.—N. Y. World. -The impotence of this repnblicax congress is clearly demonstrated be- I fore it has been three months in ses- I sion. It entered upon its term of serv- | ice with matters of serious public im- j port demanding attention. These matters were presented' for its considers- j lion by the president. Then congress took cognizance of them in its own way, \ and the result to date is no action ol j any kind, but a muddle and kntagonifm ( which promise for the future. ] —Boston Post.

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