Rensselaer Republican, Volume 20, Number 36, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 10 May 1888 — Page 2

ABSENCE OF LITTLE WESLEY.

Since little Wesley went, the place aecma all bo strange and still— W'y. I mtoe Ms yell o’ "Gnm'pop!” ul’d miM the whipperwilll AM to think I ust to scold him !er his everlastin' noise,' . i _ When I on’y rlckollect him as the beet o' little “, boys! . I wUbti hundred times a day 'at he’d come trampin' in. And all th<> noise he ever made was twic't as loudag'in'— It 'u’d seem like some soft music played on some line Instrument, 'J.ongside o’ this loues<snene«s, sence little Wesley went! Of course theclock don't tick no louder than it ust to do— Yit now they's time it 'pears like it .'u’d bu'st i tael I in-two! And, let a roosnff, suddent like, crow som'ers clos't around, And seems'» es. mighty nigh it, lit 'u’d lift me off the ground! And same with all the cattle when they bawl around the bars. In the red o’airly mornln', cr the dusk and dew and stars, . " When the neighbors’ boys 'at passes never stop, but jest go on. , A-whistlln’ kind o' to thelrse’v's—sence Wesley's gone! • : And then, o’ nights when Mother’s settin’ un oncommon late, A-bllin'pears ez Mimepin, and I set and smoke soil wait . Tel the moon out through the winder don't look bigger 'n a dime, And things keep gettin’ stiller—stiller— stiller all the time,— ’ - I've ketched myse'f a-wishln' like —as I dumb on the cheer To wind the dock, as I hev done fer more 'n fifty year'— A-wishin' 'at the time bed come fer us to go bed, With our last prayers, and our last tears, sence little Westley's dead! —James Whitcomb Riiey in The May Century. ■;*

DR. DUDLEY’S FISHING.

It wrs one of those hazy de ya in August when the whole atmosphere has a smoky appearance. The sun's rays were so toned and mellowed that no rhadows wera cast, and a fa’nt breeze was at rring that made the leaves flutter lasily,— Just the day for btsi fi.-hing. So thought Dr. Dudley, as he made his way down a ttseu bank to the edge of the “outlet” near the village of the Linden Springs where he was spending bis summer vacation. Before him the water spread out placidly, its surface stirred only by the gentlest kind of a “firherman’s ripple.” Dr. Dudley was a man 30 years of age, large of stature, and with a somewhat stern countenanc*. He was an angler of consummate skill, as his well filled basket often showed. But he pursued the sport with a gravity that was never disturbed by signs of exultation. On this particular" afternoon he had just finished a successful battle wi h a vigorous three-pounder, and was prepanngt ■> cfs* h's flies again, when sound of a woman’s voice coming from a dstance fill upon his ears. Looking acioss a fie'd, he raw at the door of a farm house a drees flutte'ing and a hardkerchief waving in the air. He gazed steadily at the figure, which, it wes evid-n‘, was beckoning to him. He starfedtoward the house.snd the woman gave a aeries ci neds and made earnest gestures. “It is evidently a case of distress,” he though', “or she would not hail a s ranger tl at way.” A walk of five minutsa'tcok him to the farm boure. The woman, who had stepped witbin, emerged again as he approached the door. She war about 50 years of age, and gave signs of strong agit i’ ion. “Oh. sir, if it was not a case of liie or death I would not have troubled jou. There ; s a sick child up sfa’rs, and I don't know but it is dying. I am all alone with her, and thought perhaps you woold be so k'nd as to go for the mother.” < ‘ Where is he mother?” “At the fchcol hoes 3 a mile down the road, whers she teaches. Yoa can go into the barn and hitch a horse to the buggy and drive. And oh, tir, please be quick abcut it, for her mother is the only one who can quiet her.” “What is the mat ter with the child?’’ __asked Dr.. Dudley- _ “I hardly know. She has been sick for a week, and to-day is wild with a high fever. I don’t think there is any time to loee.” The woman’s face was appealing almost to desperation. Dr. Dudley contemplated her with compassion breaking through the sternness of h's bearded face, and said: * '“Let me see the child. lam a physician.” ‘ Ob, how fortunate. Perhaps you will know exactly what to do.” She led the way to an upper chamber and Dr, Hadley followed her into the sick-room. On the bed lay a 3-year-old girl with flushed cheeks, and golden curls straying over the pillow. The eyes were closed, but the little term was restaSdlbw"murmurs of pain came from the parted lips. Dr. Dudley took hold of the fevered hand and directed at the child that searching, comprehensive look which the real physician is wont to bestow on his pat ents. “Give me two tumblers of fresh water,” he said at length, and when these were produced he dropped a small quantity of medicine into each. With gentle and soothing touch he changed the child’s position and placed a teaspoon of the cool liquid between her lips. He t hen stoed motionless and watched his patienb

•‘What do you think?” atked the woman timidly. But Dr. Dudley’e face suddenly assumeda startled look. He gazed at the patient searchingly. “What a resemblance;” he murmured under bis breath. Thus he stood for several minutes as if unconscious of the presence of the woman,who at length repeated his inquiry. “I beg your pardon,” he exclkipied. “I think I came just in time. The child requires caie’ul attention. What :s her mother's name?” “Mrr. Murdock. She is a widow, and my husband’s niece. After her busband’s death she came with us to board, and finally got a pcsition in the district school.” “Ab!" replied Dr. Dudley, who had listened intently. “Well, there is no need of frightening Mis. Murdock. I will goto the barn and get the horse and buggy ready, and you will drive to the school-house. Tell Mrs. Murdock that a physician is watching her child. Ido not like to leave just yet,for every symptom must be watched.” » v The arrangement was carried out and soon Dr. Dudley was alone with his patient. In the solitude of the sick-room he gave himself up to profound thought something seeming to have awakened within him strain of recollection. “It must be she,” he slid to himself. ‘The child’s face and the name make it almost cei tain. How will we meet? Will she know me with my browned skin and full beard?’ Meanwhile he administered medicine at regular intervals, and toon had the satisfaction of seeing ihe child sink into a comparatively quiet slumber. In half an hour the sound -bl approaching wheels was heard. Dr. Dudley sprang to the window and looked out eagerly. “It is she!” he exclaimed, and then he awaited the young mother's arrival. Mrs. Murdock entered the room hurriedly. She was wonderfully beautiful, though anxious and agitated. A white drees, above it a fair face with dark, magnificent eyes—these were what any casual observer would have seen; but Mr. Dudley saw more. Scenes of the past came before him—of a time when the whole love of his earnest heart had been poured upon Leona Forest; when he had thought she loved him; a time when hope had held out a future of sweet companionship and then when all things were bathed in the light of a supreme joy. Then came a darker picture —one of a cloud darkening his bopee; of disappointment, deep sorrow and a period of dull dispair. Afterward followed outward resignation, but an inward regret that would not pssi away Never for a moment had he ceased to love Leona Forest—not even when she became the wife of Allen Murdcck, For four years he had not looked upon her, and now they were again face to face, she widowed and he in attendance upon her sick child. What strange freak of fate was it that led him to choose this spot for his summer vacation and had brought him in the presence of his old love?

Leona Murdock went straight to the bedside of her little daughter and bent tenderly over her. With a mother’s quick perception she detected a change for the better. Then she turned to Dr. Dudley. He had purposely dosed the blinds and stepped to a shade d portion of the room. “Will my little one recover?” she asked in tremulous tones. “I think she will. It is a questiph ofsubduing the fever and maintaining the vitality.” Dr. Dudley spoke in hie lowest and most formal professional tone. “Philip!” The woman’s fine organi-' zation could not be deceived. “Philip Dudley!” “At your service Mrs. Murdock.” Neither advanced toward the other. Mr. Dudley restrained an impulse to spring forward and seize her hands, while Leona Murdock was oppressed with a sudden flood of memory. “How came you here?” she asked. “That can be explained later. Our present concern is your little girl. Do you not agree with us?” “Yes,” she responded quickly. “Can you rave her.” “I can try. Her case is critical,(but not hopeless.” It was the physician, not the old lover, vho epoke, and thenceforward nothing could have Deen mere cool and business like than bis behavior. The mother, too, was watchful of the sick one, and tender and constant in her ministrations.

Dr. Dudley soon left his directiors for the day and night and took his departure. For three days thereafter he made visits to the farm-house at intervalsof a few hours, and at lenghth was enabled to assert that the critical point in the fever had passed. Then came convalescence, During all this time not a look nor a word had escaped him outBut one evening the child was sleeping soundly upstairs, and, Dr. Dudley and Mn». Murdcck were seated in the vine-covered porch of the farmer’s house. It was between daylight and dark. “If my little girl had died I should have wished to die, too. I can never repay you sufficiently, Dr. Dudley, for saving her.” “Is it so bad as that? I have been hoping fora very liberal compensation.” “You deserve it. But I was not thinking of dollars and cents.” “Nori.”

Leona Murdock was silent “Yes,” said Dr, Dudley, after a pause “yotir child’s life will now brighten your own, for she is a lovable little creature. It will always be something of a compensation to know that I was instrumental 'in preventing a great grief froth overtaking you. As for my further pay—pay—well ” Dr. Dudley hesitated. “Do yon never think of the old days, Leona?” She started and trembled. “Ausiper me,” he persisted, seizing her hafid. “I have found you, after all these yea’s, free again, and my love comes back a bund) ed-fold. I cannot return to the world without yen.” He was so intensely earnest that his toice yrgvered, and the strong c’aip of his hand almost gave her pain.. Her heart beat with agitation, and then came the s ?n?e of contorted rest. “Philip,” she whispered, “I am loyal, to the memory of my husband who died, but”—her voice tank still lower—“I think my time of real happiness has just begun.” z And he took this for the answer on which all the brightness of the future seemed to depend. Thus was a young life raved and two hearts filled with new life. In after days the zest with which Dr. Dudley told of his fishing trip was never quite understood by bis little stepdaughter, though the enthusiasm of the narrator always enchained the close and wondering attention of the listener.

Mr. Stout Shows the Boys How to Walk a Log.

Texas Siftings.

I—“ What’s the matter, boys? Afraid to cioss that log?”

2—“ When I was a boy I could walk a tight rope.”

3—Chorus from the boys—“ Steady on the right!”

4—“ Balance to the left, old man.”

s—“Let’er go, Gallagher!”

6—Then they all take a bath.

Odors in Tea.

Good Housekeeping. - . The extraordinary sensitiveness of tea to odors was shown in New York the other Aahipbrought-at-srgo of tea—-and nothing else—from China, and, upcn testing ths tea, it was found to be sweet. The ship had brought a cargo of sugar Yrom~MahnTa _ on the previous voyage, and though not a bit of it was left in the vessel, yet the odcr was sufficient to impregnate the tea. A case somewhat similar to this occured twelve years ago, when tea was packed in the same hold with camphor. Ir is known that bu’ter will absorb odors equally as well. The odcr of kerosene,for instant, and tobacco and vanilla beans, are fully as sensitive as anything that is known to borrow odors. ,

ECONOMICAL BUYING.

How to Purchase Good Articles at a Fair Price. J Good Housekeeping. Careful buying is one-half of the secret of economical living; careful use of the article bought is the other half. Economy in buying consists in the perfect adaption of the purchase to the needs and the purse of the purchaser. An ar iclo may be cheap to cne that is dear to another. One person may rave by purchasing in large quantifier; another would lose considerably by such a method. Nevertheless theie are certain principles running through the whole question tuat will help each one to decide whether a contemplated purchase is economical or net. As these remarks are intended to apply for either household or personal use, illustrations will be drawn from either, but the same ru’e should apply to both. 1. The article shouldbe folly woith the amount asked for it That is, its intrinsic value should be such that, as pi ices average, you are getting full worth of your money. If an article for the table, it should be in good condition to use, and of goed weight or measure. If for personal or housekeeping purposes its quality shonld be the best obtained for the price. Nothing is really worth having that is half spoiled or that will net wear well in proportion to its cost. 2. The article should supply a genuine need. The need may not be immediate, but it should be both possible aid probable. Many persons have a mania for buying what they will never use, simply because they eee a good article for sale st a tempting price. Food, clothirg, household articles—all are recklessly accumulated without regard to quantity, and then either wasted, or laid by until time or changing fashion render them almost, if not quite, worthless. Especially in regard to that which is purely ornamental, it is wisest to buy only what you have an actual and immediate use for. 3. The article should be suited to the use that is to be made of it, or the nlare it is to occupy, and to the turroundings of ils owner. Sirloin steak is not suitable for' roup meat, nor French china for kitchen ware; neither does elaborate trimming look well on a cheep calico dress, nor brocade and plush furniture over rag carpats. These are extreme cases but it is always in bad betrays both ignorance and extravagance, to use an expensive article for an unsuitable purpose or one inferior to that for which it was designed, or to associate together. Instinctive good taste, or a patient study of good examples will save one from such errors.

4. It is not economical to pay very much more or less than the medium price for standard articles. Fer instance, such materials as all-wool goods or pure linen, or good silk bring a certain price in proportion to their weighty and fineness. But the extremes of either ccarse or fine are not usually economical. Exceptions may be found to this rule, in the special rate made by large firms, on some of their best good?, during certain Srasons of the year, and in instances of peculiar adaptation to some particular purpose, but the principle holds good in ordinary cases. Ne ther is it economical for persons of moderate means to indulge in showy and expensive novelties that are likely soon to goout of fashion, for if the material is good, such article? will outwear their usefulness, and if not they will become shabby before they have served their time. As regards household supplies, while it is generallv true that ‘ the best is the cheapest,” yet there are some important qualifications to this rule that should be noted. It is not economical to put expensive articles into the hands of ignorant and untrained servants. If you cannot look after such things yourself, it is better, either to refrain from buying them or to secure a perfectly trustworthy person to handle them, for the losses through ignorance and careless indifference are painful to contemplate. Strong, durable articles, not too heavy or two elaborately constructed, are the best kind for the average help to use, and are always worth their cost. Large quantities of food should never be given into untrained hands with tbe expectation of saving thereby, for the loss through poor management is far more than the profit through buying by wholesaler To sum up the whole matter, if you wish to buy economically, carefully consider and examine a purchase before making it; have a definite use in view and purchass nothing simply from impulse. ' ■ ~

Remedy for Croup.

Good Housekeeping. . “Clronp rinsed the death of six of ray children, can you wonder that I feel alarmed when my only remaining child exhibits the slightest symptoms cf a csia? Tr asked a mother, Berrawfally. “Sometimes the doctor could not come at once, I was afraid to apply remedies without being advised, and—and—” "While the mother was speaking, her only child, a pretty little girl sevenyears old Came running towards us with hands uplifted, gasping for breath. “What shall I do? The doctor is out of town and will not be back until this evening!” cried the mother* frantically. Rememheiing a child of our own who

wes attacked in a similar manner, we procured a pa'l, filled it with hot water, and quickly removing the litt'e pne’s shoes and stockings place d her feet in the pail. We lost no time in roesting three onions, then mashing them, spread them upon a folded napkin, pouring over the whole a tablespoonful of goose grease; [lard er sweet oil will do as well.] Tne poultice was applied as hot as it could be borne to the throat and 'npper part of the neck. In ten nrinutes the quick, short gasps ceasod and at the end of half an hour the child, warmly wrapped in a soft blanket, was sleeping soundly. The skin was moist and the breathing natural, all symptoms of the dreaded srourge had disappeared as if by magic. For children who are subject to croup, make a little bib out of chamois skin,cut the neck and sew on tapes to tie .it on, then melt together some tallow and pine tar, rub some of this in the chamois and let the child wear it all the time. Renew with the tar occasionally.

A Lesson on “Treating."

Cincinnati Times-Star. Colonel Fred Kinsinger tells a good storyj of Mr. Perry, and old Southern gentleman, who died several years ago back of Covington. Mr. Perry was an exceedingly polite man. He would go out of his way at any time to avoid offending a ne'ghbor or a friend. Ooe day a neighbor met him cn the street with: “Hello, Mr. Perry. I was just going in to have a drink. Come in and have something.” “Thank you Mr. ; I don’t care for anything/* war the answer. ‘‘But come in and take something, just for sociability’s take.” “Now, I want to be sociable and all that; lan anxious-to be sociable, but I can’t drink with y “All, right, if you don’t want to be sociable, I’ll go without drinking,” growled the friend, and silently walked along in the direction in which Mr. Perry was traveling. ■ -- ; ■■■ Presently the pair drew near a drug store, when Mr. Perry broke out with: “Mr. , I’m not feeling at all well to-day, and I think I’ll go in this drug store and get some castor oil. Won’t you join me?” “What, in a dose of caster oil?” “Yes,” “Naw, I hate ths stuff,” s vying which a chill went over the men as visible in its effects to Mr. Perry ai if the ague had seized him on the street. “But I want you to take a glass of oil with me, just to be sociable you know.” The friend still refused, when Mr. Perry said: “ Yoursociable whisky is just as distasteful to me as my sociable cil is to you, Don’t you think I’ve as much reason to be offended with you es you have with ms?” Tne pair htartiiy shook hands, the dia’ogue was cireu’ated in Covington and Mr.—l Parry was never invited to drink again.

A Lie Justified by Court.

In reverting the judgment of commd.n pleas court, No. 3, says the Philadelphia Times, in the suit oi Williams against North & Co., the supreme court yesterdav passed upon a point of morality as well as of law. Wi liams pu?chared a piano tr:m Nor h & Co., on the installment plan, and defaulted on his monthly payments. He had signed a contract agreeing to allowan inspection of the piano a.t any time by any agent of the firm, and further agreeing to allow any agent to remove the piano without let or hindrance if the monthly payments were not kept up. The firm sent an agent to his house to get the piano back, and the agent obtained admissioprto the parlor by the false representation that he had come to tune the instrument. Having succeeded in getting in he took itaway with him. Wi Hairs claimed that this was gaining admission to his premises by false pretenses, and was therefore a trespass. He sued and recovered a verdict for exemplary damages. The supreme court now holds that the agent did no more than the contract entitled him to do, and that a man who gains admission to another man’s house by diplomatic means when he has reason to suppose that his business is distasteful to the owner is not necessarily a trespasser . The verdict is therefore set aside.

Crippled for a Kiss.

Indianapolis Journal. ~= A little boy, a cripple, was b»ing wheeled past a Center-avenue, in Bay City, where* gentleman who noticed the unfortunate child said: “That little boy’s misfortune is the result of a kist. When he was a baby his sister, on comiDg in'o the house, went up~behind the high chair in which he was seats d, and, catching his head suddenly, gave it a turn and kissed him. The shock injured his spine, and he is going through the world a cripple for life.

IF SO.

If so there were a spirit; poised in peace Above all wind-gusts in the heavens high,' 1 --And- he might mark ns mortals laugh nr cry, — According as the gloomed clouds increase Or suns beguile them into golden fleece, Methinks he would be like to Smile, to sigh (So placid hte, so far within the f ky, And knowing God s great love can never cease). That we the puny yet the prideful race Must change as skies change; be like babes that iret Whenso their yearning mother moves ker breast # To ease her smothering, or turns her face Aside a moment, reaching out to get Some wrapping soft to lull their limbs to rest. —Harper's Magazine.

PEOPLE WE READ ABOUT.

Mrs. Mary Chapman, tne young a its of a settler in the central part t of the Territory, remained alone at home while herhusband was away looking after his cattle. The storm came on suddenly,! and it was nearly three days before he was able to get back through the drifts, and when he entered the Cabin he found his wife lying insensible on the bed. There Was j ust food enough left for a meal for her husband, and she had gone without eating for two days rather than touch a crust of it When brought back to consciousness the noble little woman threw her arms around her hueband’s neck and cried: “Oh, Jim I thought you might come home nearly dead with hunger.” This typical wife had a true-soul sister in the heroine of a story that was not long ago published in the London papers: A little girl lay dying in a hovel at Shoreditch. “Now there will be einough for tbe rest to eat,” she said.” Queen Ogla, of Greece, is a beautiful woman, with a plump, well developed form, thick, handsome hair end expressive eyes. She has sweet and charming manners. She is a fearless horsewoman, but is very domestic, withal, and is often seen at a loom spinning silk. She is a devout Greek in religion, leads a pure life and is devotedly loved by the Greek people. Mrs. Mary E. Cone, aged 50, was married last week in New York fa her uncle, Edward Weston, aged 69. Lejal advice was taken before the ceremon , as to the validity of such a union, and nothing was found in secular law or the provisions of any Protestant church prohibiting marriage cf uncle and niece. Mrs. Marry Hurley, of San Francisco, is 105 years old, and without any one to care for her, having outlived all her family. Some time ago her only son, aged 80 years, died, and a few days ago she loit her only remaining child, a daughteref 68. — Reports of the. serious illness of Kossuth are denied. He is living in Turin in excellent heah h. > He meant to go to Florence for a visit, out the severely cold weather caused him to stay at home. His eons are living in Naples. Mrs. Sarah Neal, an efficient clerk in the Pension Office, at Washington, is a great-grandmother. Her mother, who was, of course, a great-great-grand-mother, died only a few days ago at her .daughter’s home. Elizabeth Cady Stanton is still a noticeably fine-looking woman with great masses of white hair and a strong, intelligent face. She avows herself as enthusiastically enliste'd in the womans suffrage campaign as ever. Dr. Boggs, the inventor of the “gold brick” game for fleecing tenderfeet, and one of the most dangerous confidence men in the West, has “reformed” and taken up the business oi bookmaking on the race tracks. Oscar Wilde has had h's dining rcom and all the furniture in it painted white, for the reason that “dead white is the only back-ground against which a man looks picturesque in evening dress. Senator George, of Mississippi, is credited with having promised his constituents that he would never wear a dress suit or ride in a carriage, and with also having kept his word. State Senator Walker, of New York, is a millionaire who asserts bis right as an American c tizen to do just as he pleases by wearing blue shift collars. - “Only respectable poverty” is what Ward McAllister calls a fortune of SI,OOO- - Most of us will be content with such poverty. The lata Carghfsh Bin Saed, Sultan of Zanzibar, leaves twenty-seven widows and 233 children. Enough has Bin, Saed. Prince Bisma’k is said to own distilleres which produce annually more than half a million gallons of whisky. Representative Thornes, of Illinois, wears the loudest overcoat in Congress. It'iS of beaver fur. The Prince of Wales’ income from the Duchy of Cornwall was nearly $500,000 for the year just ended. Frank Stockton does not believe that an author need feel grief in order to produce it in others. '■ Eveiy few days the Queen Regent of Spain site for a new photograph. A Kansas poetoffice has been named after Ooh Daniel Lamont.- ~

Deaf, Dumb and Blind.

Tinj ruwii i Beggar-Will you please give me a dime, sir? I’m deaf and dumb. Gentleman- -Deaf and dumb? Beggar--! mean'l’m blind. It’s me tain brother who is deaf and dumb, sir. We look so much alike that I get mixed up myself sometimes. t

One Satisfaction.

Condemned Man (to his lawyer)—lt’s along sentence, sir, to be sent to prison for life. : Lawyer (inclined to a more hopeful view)—Yea, it does seem long, but perbaps you won’t live a great while,”