Saturday Evening Mail, Volume 5, Number 5, Terre Haute, Vigo County, 1 August 1874 — Page 6

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A PAPER FOR THE PEOPLE.

WOMAN'S LOVE BY JOHN HAY,

A sentinel angel, sitting high in glory, Heard this shrill wailing out from purgatory: "Have mercy, mighty angel, hf»r «1 *nl,£lW lxm tr^-gbfcine down to death, and death to 1 For Qou i* just, and death lor sin to well.

I do not nnar'r^ Ma h'^ defrr Nor for m,

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But foray rave on eanb, *00 mourns far me. Oreat Htfrti, And comfort hiro one boar, and I were toy# To pay a thoiuaud yean of tin? aitd pain Then said the pitying angel: "Nay, repent That wild vow. Look thedial nt Down to the laxt hour of thy ,- :u.

I pray It**, letrtae 'jsa

But still shp wall*d j. go\ can liot fine lo peace and leave him so! Ob, let ma soothe him in hi* bitter woe f? The bnutwi pitta gronnd *u ly idar, An upwardTjoyott*. like a 1 -JME star, Mhe nmtt, *W vwdshed i» the *U»«r Cir. Hut soon adown the dying *un*et *a]lln«. \ml like a wounded bird her pinions trail She "ifutteral back with broken-h«arted wailing. She nobbed: "I found him by the summer Reclined, his head upon a maiden's knee Mhe curled his hair and kissed him. Woe is me!" s' 1 She wept: "Now my jwjnbthment begin: 1 have been fond and foolish. Let me In To expiate my sorrow and toy sin." The angel answered: "Nay, sad soul, go higher: To be deceived In yonr true heart's desire Was bitterer V»an a ttraasand years «f|r|tt

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An Old Lawyer's Story.

A great many years ago, while I was

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comparatively a young man, and still unmarried, I resided In a certain city in Pennsylvania, and enjoyed a reputation of being the cleverest lawyer eyer known there. It is not for me to say the praise wa» merited, but I certainly found my»elf able to discover loop-holes of escape for those whop I defended, whkh surprised evon my fallow lawyers. I possessed by nature those qualities which would have made an excellent detective, and thorough student of the law. There was no mystery about it, but among the more i- .rant classes I had gained a, reptitai fbt more than human khbwlccigo. Perhaps it was not polite for them to say that the devil helped, but thev did.

However, I began to tell you about Madam Matteau. She was an old lady,who owned a little house In the suburbs of the city. She hecsoif wm at American birth, but bar husband had been a Frenchman, and so the title of Madame had been bestowed upon her. She waa n«w*a widow, and her daughter Gabrielle and son Henri were her only living relatives. Her income was but slender, and she eked it out by taking a few boarders, generally steady old people who bad known her lor many years. These respected and liked her but the city generally had a prejudice against her. There had been two sudden deaths in her house. Each time the victim was a stranger who came at nighkapdws* totfWS djMKl in his bed in themomlng. Eachtimo the jury waa divided—some believing that strangulation wan the cause of dea|b, .sotpe that the man hid (fled to a fit,

It was -a terrible thing that two such deaths should h*~e ocenjred beneath her root Madame'* friends nitfedber. The'rest df tlro*1ittie world hintedjthat these wet's ^ran«r8, and their trunk*, which no' e' kneW wheat atnaont of tnoney and other valuable property, remained in Madame's possession, Me one said she was a mutdere^t, but every ?as "very strange, in ah •ath

one said it was tone, and no one since that second had visited Madame Matteau. mf^he1/a"gStaKajJ^^CT^Tighter|t&g^rfimttrfil^^jjbw^r much e—had alr insisted that It waa m. ly acoinc. nee, and that in a world in which *pte*y and heart disease were ao comiwfl, it waa no ,«uch marvel that two men s! uld have met sudden deaths in the houae. But my faith in this theory 1 shaken when one morning it was publ ed over the t'\ that another transient Umrder bad found dead in Madame Matteau'a house, and that ahe was arrwtfd on suspicion of having murdered Mm, bin watch and chain having been found in Jher po«MW

Before I ad recovered the shock of

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-tied to me. OT course I tmitio hor at once. 8hohad been taken to prison, and I -found her in a little room with a barred window, and in insufficient fire a port the hearth, 'i logs had burnt In two upon ttoean&hsw*. and wMteaahes were scattered over the hearth, Almoat them sat Madam Matteau, fn her \\i'low's drcsw of sombre b'

She waft chill with sf and excitement, and had dfawji ehafa-cio- tf Ik* fir**

Sheatreokvi'-'' i.ttv from head to foot, and her waa adly P«de aa i, turned It wwrani n*» aud ndd oa. .y.-r

*"•*0] ^nklleavo o« lulre she salU "I know 3 «*n It not horribi. How wtdd 1 .. a m? Why should If to my house to die?

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ribly, with .ek f.t•« start v«yea. as ifaoto on® Ud o^kwl them tigh! and he waa a pretty you, ..-num u- Bl^.5 before. Oh, good Hrtveu, 4»^vr hciiible!"

I sat down boaklo her. I took ht

Matteau." I said, be «al«n:

oolloot yoM S't Aayo» I know all. iM m® what happen i~w «ras done.

the poor won **Tr. the daii^.ter^wi Hann« oham, 1 iin his bo ji

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let Mr.V

.a dr 'to las?, was aaid, what had fiaahed t-i h*1 "h ii«,

I pauaed b»r t^t upon me. I* afee had any that she had

let Mr.\»w-* *vt! okI man,toofoe^ ^^•imrian, Mr,, uld murder moo-. remain tn m,. that they hav. l|«an ««.\t. -v •»Aidu*

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Mian Norman, and BasafoH N""* «f th

"W" 'i Madame Matteau, "I will

cobld accommodate hi 01. Hf« f&uiMwd brought htm IMHIM. Sly only empty room was the one In which those other two strangers died. I oould not bear to put hluTthere, bat Mr.Basaford laugtod Mme, We had supper afteprard. He talked long time to Gabrielle. It was late when he wtired-4at* for a quiet household. Hannah had wade hbflx*. She »xne and told u» that *he had do«e so. He said good night.

Alter ha had gone we found that he had left his w^ch on^Uie tablft. Ha wore It only with a bunch of seals, and he had been se*ttng ttlqr the clock, «nd ahowing it to us as something very handsome. 1 knocked at his door to -tore it to him. He had not left us 11 fifteen mtnuteabefore but he must have 1 a aaleep already, for be made no anvA-r.

So Hannah had a k^y to the room?" I said. Y» at least was a key that would open it. It waa the key to Mr. liaasford's door. She knocked the other out with a stick and put that in."

The people who were there on that night were your boarders when the other men veto ltra«d dead?" I aaked.

Oh, yea." Aunt Hannah waa there also?" All my married ,UCg_

Yes, poor child, with Hannah's help." I thought a Htlkt "Madame," I said, "there is some strange mystery in this affair. I do not despair of proving to all the world your entire innocence. Meanwhile, be as oalm as possibly ..and endeavor to re* member everything connected with the sudden deaths that have occurred in yaur house. The incident that seems the least important may really bo of the moet immense value."

So I left and went home. Strange enough, on the way I met the doctor who had been called in., He was a dull, heavy sort of a person, considerably given to beer-drinking, and my opinion of his ability was not very great. However. I questioned him on the subject, and lie replied:

Well, yon see, I den't say the old woman murdered him. If she did, I should say it was by sitting on him, or smothering him with the twisters. I suppose the cause of his death was asphyxia. Well, then, what is asphyxia Why, too little breath to keep one living. He died because he was short of breath. I wash my hands of that matter. Only there's the watch that looks dwk-" bad learned nothing from the doctor. The Coroner lived near me. His jury had been twelve of the most ignorant in town.

This is ail ho told me: He was smothered, that man wan: so* were the other two. Men don't smother themselves. We made it inscrutabio Providence t'othfertitnfe. We make it murder this time. That there watch, you know."

Thus, without any n£wl light/I we*it h$me and fbrmod my plaup. Tl*ero vis but one way fft which to penetrnto the mj-Bterj* '.Cr Xpust enter, tli^ iiousej unist ||pple there ^1 flluit paiA^ trate to the room in which these men had died eo umtd^nly, and? masC not |o kiiown in my raal charaoter. That Mad-

arue Matteau was inmeeent I ftilly belitffced, but that aome' fliie beneath her roof wa^ guilly njad» Jio doubt. It might be the librarian, Mr. Bassford, whoee key fitted the $p4 man's door. Tt was possible- but 6atTWould not harbor

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human beings drooped and died. Death as it came to us wp», mystery enough. What had been sahl to me by a woman who would have been a Spiritualist had she lived to-day, was a mere absurdity.

I believe that there is some horrible unseen thing in the room," she had said, "some awful, shapeless spirit, that when 1t i« locked in With its victim rhurders h^m^L^th«» believe what they *ill,

The words haunted me, but I laughed at&em, of course. Whatever it was, I would try to know. I had a plan.

At dusk that dajr^wept intamy bedWin myself. I ssaiftouta stutnfe i&aa. I wore whitewi|f, a pair of gMeft gogi. H, ancl an

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Ittu-kw. she wa* tiie :ve1. rlalite :ar? «Ti as," ladd^

t»est actress who 0» Matteam waa Iwwot If you have anv wwsj #d? s'H fheo. .i!l

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I kept it for the night,

and wore it down to hreakfiut next irning. Aa I came down I meta gent: man In the hall. He inquired for Mr. Glen. That waa tW new-oomer's name. 1 seat Hannah to wake him. She could not do so, and grew alarmed. She had la key that would open the door, and uaed it. The next thing 1 knew we were in the room and the windows were wide ?n, and th doctor had been sent for t. Itheyouinan who had called waa screaming that his brother had been choked to death and then there waa the inquest, and they arrested me. The brother aaid the lirat thing he notioed waa that I wore Mr. Glen's watch and seals. I had forgotten it in my terror."

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lived with me." ifisil? Your daughter oversees your household in your absence?"

fiip»ratttion. There could be tfeneath which

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reached to my heels. I had a mufller altout my throat, and a little haunch on on ofurr*donja«iivl carried a thick «*]*«. aJii aiitaatdeal as I walked. In n»y hand 1 irrled a carpet-bag. and in ray bosom a pair of pistols well

As I passed ut into the irfn tthe rnrtv moon was JUJ«{rising:

aht 4it me

my way to the -r of Madame Mat-

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was opened forme, when I knocked, by old Hannah. Her ovca^re red and swollen. Then JSF iftia^etthat was**t!*ngrr,md i»d rr^Ci»iIMad:uno Mattean's addrfllM fnW »ft-ntle-nlnNaW York, and deslwd to stay ler her ro« dl night. Hhe ahook her

•1f* think yon oan," she aaid. ••The \:1 fe away from home. Besides W nr. tronM^ here. I don't think Ml* *•'!-ri'-ile

W.uld—1"

But here Miss Gabrielle herself

^n an old man, Miss," I Raid, "and TOU M*. if'

luftrmu I dread ano»t

4.ei». I sh Id take it as a kindnesif you would a mmodate me, and I

Gabriello lookwl at Hannah. We haw only one ream," alK»«ali, Tended the 1

wy stay by

tinntrlnfT til -9 Uknll tO it. have supper, air 1* asked i-.o girl.

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h.»w kind iii. ar«' they tt-. 0»e'#ew1 u» word lonW of Oh, how

tHe bine room, theieeneuf tden deaths or murder*. It ipar tent* painted blue. It :low eurUdna, and a i' 1 t^n^^l^^a^P^

^rnftnreT'S^ a very handsome ewer ndtlwi! *f twif China, ^lt wat*t the time *uuv»A a universal caaion* tf hnrn Wootl. In this lootn, Iw#ef^,w4l a «m*ll coal fire, I alluded to tht» a* Hannah came in with the scuttle. "Yea. air," she said. "Mbmm does burn coals. Her son la a clerk, or the like. *1 lift Btlnes at Maush vhunlt,

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and he sends tt ohoap to he* but li*s a nasty, dirty smelling thing, and I hate it. Now it's built and lit, 'twill warm up in fifteen minutes. Tt takes longer than wood."

She went ont of the door and came hack in a minute with a little tray* on which stood a pot and a cop and saucer, also a howl and a tiny pitcher, and something in a napkin.

Miss aent a bit and a sin," "Tea reeta up old folka migntily. Good ^Good night," I aaid. "I expect I shall aieep aoonj I mw* he up vary early, though, for I have bills to pay. I have some hundreds of dollars with me to pay ont to-morrow, and it's In thia bag.**

She looked at me hi a queer sort of a way, and lingered bcame me. At hurt ahe spoke

Look ye, air I think that old folka of your age do wrong to Iocs doors on thanwolvea. You might be 111 at night, who'd get into yon? Leave yonr door unlocked."

Ww it thia woman'* practice to beg travelers who stopped with her mistress not to look the door? Waa there some baneful potion in the cup alia bad given met

It waaan innocent-looking cup enough —an old-lkshioned aifitir, covered with little gilt sprigs. The tea waa fragrant Hyson but the suspicion that had crept into my mind had tainted it. I fancied a strange color, a curious smell. I put it from me, and would not havo tasted it for a kingdom.

I had not Intended to deep, and I did not undress myself. I merely removed my disguise, and sat down beside the table, with my pistols besido me. That aome attempt might be shortly mado to murder me I felt to be possible. I thought of all the old tales that I had hoard of trap-doom and sliding panels, and secret entrances to travelers' rooms, I was not a coward, but I felt strangely nervous and singularly enongh for a man In my perfect health my hands were growing cold, and my 1'oet wero lumps of lee, while my head waa burning hot.

Fifteen inhiutes had passed, and the Are was kindled but the room was not warm. The blue ilames struggled among the block coals, and Hung forked tongues tipped with yellow tints, into the ro»m. There was nothing cheerful about the stove, though it was of that open stylo ndw called Franklin. Yet I arewaehair toward it trom habit, and sat with my feet upon the hearth. I do lnot know how long I sat there. Suddenly I became awaro that I was not jayself. I was losing my senses. Ifnnfceen hands had been clasped about my neck, and an unseen knee had been pressed against my chest, my sensations could not have been different.

Ath»V»cht of the evil spirit which my friend bad suggested, ftiintly struggled into my mind. As I staggered to my foet a noise like the roaring of the sea ^"ns in my ear. The ilamesof the candle turned

a great yellow blue. I

barely retained strength enough to staggar to the window and fling it open. The fresh, cold winter air rushed in at It. It gave me intense pain, but it refieved me. In a moment more I was able to clamber out of it upon the shed pelow.

There I remained until the day-dawn. With mv returning penses the truth came to i* That which had murdered the three men who slept before me in Uie blue Hambc was nothing more or less than »..e coal stove,

It was provided with what is called a damper, and this being caught in a manner which closed it sent the poisonQus gaa into the room. It had been Hindled as a wood fire would have been at the hour of retiring, by one ignorant of the danger possible l'rom coal ga£, and they had slept never to awaken. Had I thrown myself upon the bed, I also Ihould have been found dead at daylight, in all human probability.

As for the fact that neither doctor nor fcoroner discovered the truth, I have but to say that they were not deeply scientific men—that coal stoves were scarcely nsed in the place, and that it had not been mentioned that the blue chamber waa thus heated.

Of course I rejoiced the household by my discovery next morning, and equally. of course, Madame Matteau, who was not only freed from suspicion, but became the object of universal sympathy. She was always grateftil to mo, and she proved her gratitude by giving what I soon asked for, the hand of her daughter Gabrielle in marriage.

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BURIED ALIVE.

[Suit Lake Correspondence of the Han Francisco Chronicle.^ A horrible discovery waa made yesterday, July 7th, upoji exhuming tho body of a young man named William B. Lackhurst, who was buried in the cemetery on tho 29d of June last. On the 20th of June, Lackhurst attendod a picnic here, and while here concluded to take a Jath. After coming out from his bath Lackhurst went back to tho picnic grounds, and 'getting into a swing befran to amuse lumaeli. All at onee,while fn the swing, his head dropped, his muscles relaxed, and he fell benvily to tho ground. He waa picked up and every effort made to revive him, but in vain. The senseless young man waa placed iu a carriage anu driven home, whore restorative agents were again employed, but to no purpose. After some hesitation the physician In attendance pronounced the young man dead, and preparations were made for his Intennent. The boy presented a singularly llffe-like appearance—ao much ao, indeed, thst thofriends folt uneasy about going on with the ftineral nntil more positive evidence that life had wholly gone had been obtained. The funeral waa indeed delayed one day, hot Anally the physicians reaffirmed their previous conclusion that Lackhurst had died of heart disease, and the body was interred June 23d. But one or two friends of the familv aeemed haunted by tho reoolleotionof that lift-like fkoe. They went about whispering their foam, and finally theee haunting doubts spread through* out the city, am! led to a pwpoaal to exhume the remain*, and settle the question forever. a

Penniffltion waa obtained from the authorities, and yesterday a number of friends of young Lackhnrat repaired to the cemetery and opened the grave. Upon lilting the coffin and removing the U1 a horrible and Klckehlftg sight met their gaao. The body waa turned over on Its side, the skin and great pit*** of flesh waa torn ftein the ftwe, the hair

iiut I derlared that I fcj^e^en,^ rPdiiod out In huge patches from the JKTUI., the grave dothea and tho coffinlining torn In shreds, and the JingernaM* worn down to the quick by the fr* M? efforts of the man to burst the eerementa ol his grave.

only wanted rest. Her nwrfbf HsnmA, show the gentleman to the

Tiie sight was the most terrible ever witm -wed, and the stout«?«t-hearted of the party nearly fainted when the lid of tha ooffin waa removed.

•rJAandom boy of eight mmnm* attribute# the death of a pet goldfteh^ his slater's Idol—to the £»ct that it aottUlnt take a joke. He used to catch occasionally with a bent pin.

MATTftLWa misery: Haying a dgar and nothing wltb wWch to Ugw H,

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Digging the WelL

BY AUGUSTA LARNED.

Andrew Hinman, known to his neighbors as Handy Andy, had grown forehanded by an infalllible recipe; Hard work, ecenomy, and the habit of doing everything himself. There waa no man In town wlio hired as few days' work as Handy Andy. Ha was born with contrivance, that first, best gift to the New Englander, and could build a barn, or paper a room, or oook a meal, or whitewash a ceiling, or solder tinware aa deftly as if lie had served an apprenticeship to each and all of theae useful trades.

There waa no manner of tool Handy Andy did not pounce* In his ahop, which waa part and parcel of the old elder mill: or it ne had it not in his collection, could make the thing itaelf, or a substitute, from his unfoiling store of gumption.

Hand/ Andy's name waa perfectly justified by the Acta. He had a very queer pair af bands, hairy, brown and wrinkled, and it waa inarvekma tho fine work they could do, even to putting a new stick to the family umbrella, or mending a crochet-needle. He had even made a Tittle coffin for one of his own children—not to save expense, but from a feeling that heoouid not let indifferent handa touch the "wood that was to enclose his curly-pa ted boy, who had clambered ao often over his kneea, and clasped his neck with a pair of ehubby arms. He shut himself in the old shop, and tears fell down on the well-season-ed boards as he planed and fiushtoned the little casket.

But with all Andy's contriving, there was no well on the place. A shoemaker's family, aaya the adage, go poorly shod, aud a handy inan will sometimes tolerate very unhaady things on his premises for a long course of years. Andy had got used to seeing his women folka bring water from the spring, aome distance off, at the foot of the hill, and gathor their washing fluid ia a large hogshead placed at the corner of tne house.

For years Mrs. Hinman had talked ulout having a well duu, and

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pendod much broAth and eloquence on the subject in vain, while Andy in his spare hours tinkered away at something to amuse the children or please hia own fancy. Andy had promised many times that ho would do the lob when farmwork was slack, but the time never came, owing, perhaps, to a deeplygrounded prejudiced mind that what was good enough for his mother would serve his wife, and a very stubborn faith in the powers of endurance possessed by women folks generally.

But his daughter Polly bad grown t* be a tall, straight, comely girl, with fine gray eyes, in which tho thoughts lay like agates in a cold, clear brook. Polly had developed a talent for managing her father which Mr%. Hinman did not possess. That excellent woman had harped so long on a few mouldered strings that Andy found the harping an accompaniment to his thought that he would have missed had it ceased altogether.

Polly had said In her heart, "There shall be a well dug this Summer." She could recall, almost as far back as memory went, tugging buckets oi water up the hill, and splashing her miserable little ankles all the. way and the exerciso was none the less distasteful now that she could carry with a steady hand.

One dav Polly presented herself before her father, who sat on the porch all embowered in trumpet-creeper and bittersweet. He was fitting a helve to anew axe, and a little pile of snow-white shavings lay heaped against the rocker of his chair. Just over Polly's shoulder appeared the florid fiace and enrly locks of a young neighbor.

Here is Jonas Strong, father," Baid the girl. "Ho lias been locating oil wells down in Pennsylvania, and thinks he could show vm where to dig for water near the house."

So Jonas*" remarked Farmer Hinman, sighting along the axo-helve, at the same time, "youTve struck ile."

No, sir," said Jonas, "but I've helped other people to do it. It's a gift." Gift? repeated Andy, whittling away "I dont believe in gifts except the gift of tongues, and the women monopolize that. Now, if it was a contrivance or invention that would load people to discover what's, hid in tho bowels ol tho 'arth—"

This is what be does it with," Interrupted Pollv, and she drew tho divining rod, a crotchet stick of tho common wltch-haxol, from the fold of her dress.

Come and see how Jonas goes to -work. You can't understand the thing, father, until vou watch the process."

Slio!" spluttered Andy, "you can't make me believe in nny such witchwork. I'm too old a bird lobe lined in that way."

Mrs. Hinman had listened to this conihb through the slats of the buttery window. Sho left the yellow butter she was wording over Into lovely balls, and came out upon the porch.

Do humor Jonas, father," said she. "What's tho damage, anyhow? If he's plavingoff a trick on u» there wont be n® bones broko."

Andy was himself curious to see the voung man operate so, aided and abetted by his better half, he left th© axhelve and the shaving?. flome now, young man," he grunted, "let's have a taste of your conjuring, but I toll you beforehand I don't believe a word on*t.H

Jonas

exchanged a furtlvo smile with

Polly, and seiidng the crotched stick by both Its prongs, walked slowly out into tho grassy yard, and stopped under a great pear tree.

This la the place," stamping the ground with his foot. "The wilch-haxel bough turned In my hand. I will put down a stake here, and any time you choose to dig I think you will strike a vein of good water." "Sho? nonsensel" spluttered Andy. "I oould do that trick myself. It's all moonshine, and just to prove that it is, ril begin digging there bright and early to-morrow morning."

Very well," said Jnnaa, "ami li yon don't strike water in the course of a day or two I will agree to pay you for your trouble,"

Of course you wouldn't take pay," •aid Polly, quickly. of course I would," returned Andy, "and take the conceit out of him Into the b^lSf'right, sir." said Jonto, npttled by the elder man's dcrisloru "Iflmake a mlatako now It will be the first time. I am ready to stand for my agreements," and he nodded to Polly, and turned on his heel and walked away.

The next morning was one in a thou-sand-eool, clear, crystallue, with a sky of unequaled depth and splendor, and Uttle brasses Idly running their fingers through the grass and leaves, awl touching all the harmonica of tho world.

Handy Andy had a choloe collection of the worst old dothea ever seen, it was one of Mrs. Andy's standing g^®yanees that fother would get on **&* old duds when she wished him to ajepear respectable. He never parted voluntarily with any of his habiUmenta. Sometimes, when he was absent on a tourney, Mw, JUUnman gave away Jtew abe

hoped he would not mtas, and burpt up bad others that were too to bestow in charity, carrying them ont to the purifying and aMHttieial fiame with a pair of tongs.

Now the lord

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himself In a pair of twaaesa teoad uaed to paint in, and whiah war* plentifully streaked and spotted with divera oolom. Of a pleasant morning Andy liked to begin work bright and early, and It seemly did him good to hear Polly go singing round the house, to smell the coffee bubbling on the kitchen fire and mingling ita sragiaaea with Uktes and aeringaa, and to hear the hens cackling in a business-like way out in the barn. Now, as Polly tripped down the orchard path to the apring, she took sly peeps at a picture known as tin-typ®, wnich Jouas Strong had given her the day before, and it seemed as though her heart waa a fountain of meiedy, wtteh overflowed her lips.

Well-digging seemed to eome by nature to Handy before neon h»-wmaup to his hesd, and had rigged a pulley and bucket, and Margaret cwuao out to empty the bucket na it creaked up over the edge of the pit. Overhead in the pear tree waa a robin's nest. The ftws had not driven off the mother bird. She sat

No," reapouded Andy. "I shall keep on for a spell right down towards Chany. There'll bo aome aatisfcction in seeing what buttresses and supports the old form has, and how the old studs and deepens are put in. It's queer how a body feel* going down into the bowels of the 'arth. I've theeght of all them tmssages of Scriptur' where it speaks of fife eternal, and compares tt to a well of living water. And I expect, if 1 go down deep enough, to see stars shining In the daytime. It's- something to-bo sartin the sun don't suuff 'em out every morning like candle* in the gold, candlesticks that was set before the ark of «ovenant. And to see that robin rooetin' up there on the plum tree limb, as if she knowed all about and give her consent, is kind of company. I sha'nt lose nothing by this jot i, for if it fails Jonas must pay up. I'll let him do it iust to show him ho mustn't try to come It over folks with nosuch hocus poens."

But what will you give Jonas if you succeed ?'r asked Polly. Dunno," responded Andy, slowly, wiping the brown mould from his faco* "unless I let him take vou."

Polly said no more, Dot? the tin-type •eemed to bum in the depths of her pocket in sympathy with her cheeks. So they worked on, with hollyhocks blooming in variegated ranks, and the larkspur, and oandytuff, and sweet-Wil-liams spreading a perpetual banquet for the brown bees wuilo Mrs. Hinman snapped out the pillow-elips and towels she had washed, and huug. themon.the currant bushes, and a brood cf downy chickens peeped Into tho burdook. Alt that day they worked, and-the next, and Andy was deep In the well his own hands had digged, when suddenly ihore came a voice from the pit:

That rascal was right, after all. There Is water here it's rushing in fit to disown me." And Andy scrambled out as.fast as ever he could.

Polly was as pleased as if thoy had found a dlamona mine under the peat tree. •The worst of it is, I can't crow over Jonas," said Andy, scratching his bead: "but I shall say it was a lucky guess. Wonder what your mother'll do now, she hasn't got the well to dine in? Guess my old clothes^! ketch it worse than ever,"

When the well was cleaned the whole family came out to taste of its refreshing

dl"I$8primo

Adam's ale," said Andv„

passing the tin dipper to his wife. "Don't believe there's a better well of the water In the town. I never thought before that goodness struck into tho 'arth much below my growing crops,, but the ground's full to it. You can't dig anywhere but what you'll strike some blessing or nutlier. If_I should follow well-digging for a living I believe I should turn philosopher."

I hope you won't turn Into anything so shiftless as that," observed Mrs. Hinman, with proper contempt "and what I'm thinkiag of whether I shall have to make lye for washing, and whether it won't use up a sight of soap."

In tho course or a woek Andy stoned up the well, built a neat curb, and hung, a Ducket ready for use. Polly was only sorry that the bucket could not bo mado moss-covered to order, liko the son&. What sentiment Is there about a spick-and-span new well?

One day, when tho work was finished, Jonas Strong camo over to inspect it. Polly went out-with him, bare-headed, Into the shady, grassy-yard. Sho wore a spencer ana black bodice, and. had put a red rose in her hair. They steed

to each other under the great pear tree, that made a sheltering bowoc with Its long arms, and they pee pod down together at the little, cool, dear adwor Inflow.

They say Truth lives far do wain the well," Jonas remarked, as Ms hand stole out

and

clasped lite companion's

"but I can read something sweeter in your eyas, Polly." They kissed each other, while the robin looked sedately down from her nest and that day Love got Into the well along with Truth, and, for aught 1 kfiow, hsa lived there ever state.

JILNTS JPOR THE QIBL& An old stager, who has been through the mill, gives the following parental advice to the girls:

Take lessons on the piano, and learn to paint and sing, but let your mother do thewashing.

Do wonted work, and make nice little neckties for the heathen, but don't acquire that mystic art to "cook pork and beans."

Go to boarding school and pursue aomo French, Spanish and German, but neglect your good old mother English.

Flatly deny the soft impeachment that vou are engaged. Treat your young sprig precisely as if you were ashamed of lum. It is complimentary anyhow to

lb\1(^nwulaugh.

laugh heartily. Your

gold fillings may be Man. It la card for the dentist, Tell people who are ported, and consequently know better, that you are exactly nineteen last or next summer, you forget which. They'll believe it, you

kl8av*naughty

things of your rival and

next door neighbor, and speak desnairIngly of Miss Q'« nose. But entirely overlook your own incongruities,

Bv all means "tote" a nice little dog after you on the street. There iaaehanoe of you being taken for aome one else, while It speaks volumes—for the dog.

Walk four abreast, and keep the centre of the sidewalk, but never for a moment allow yourself to be disconcerted. It shows consideration for the happiness of others.

Finally, quit being girls, by marrying some ola bald-headed buffer, with lots of "tin." and ruthlessly thrust aside a man or brains with a besoming competency,

Time t£ money, and "many people nay their debts with Wit without aanse Ja* raw» withawt handle.

Half the dlsoomfort of Itfb la tke result of getting tired of ourselves. Benevolence la the cream on tftfe milk of human kindness.

People of good sense are those wboaeopinions agree with ours. Face all things even adversity topelite to a man's nice.

Passion always lowers a great mu» but sometimes elevates a little one. Style ia everything for a sinner, lued Utile of it will not hurt a saint.

Men nowadays are divided into alow Christians and wide-awake sinners. TWe are people who expect ft hell because of the great crowd there.

going

Most people are like eggs, too full off themselves to hok) anything else. It Is little trouble to* graven linage to' be patient, even in fly-time.

.^rJssr"" -ta A mule is a bad pun on a horee Health ia a loan at call.

Wheat is a aerial. I am glad of itManner is a great deal more attractive than matter,—especially in a monkey..

Adversity to a man ia like training to a pugilist. It reduces him to hfB fighting weight.

Pleasure is like treaele. Tbotnuoh of ft spoils the taste for everything. Necessity is the mother of invention, but patent right is the ffcther.

Did yon ever hear a very rich man sing? Beware of the man with half-abut eyas. He's not dreaming.

Man was built after all other things had been made and pronounced good. If not, he would have insisted on giving his orders as to the rest of the job.

Miee fttten slow in a church. They can't live on religion, any more than ministers can.

Fashion cheats the eccentric \rith the claptrap of freedom, and makes them serve her in the habilihients of the harlequin.

There are formers so full of scienoo that they won't set a gate post till they have had the earth under the gate past analysed.

MORAL COURAGE IN DAILY LIFE. Moral Ctoifrage" was printed in large letters and put as the caption of tho following items, which were placed In a conspicuous place on the door of a systematic merchant In ew York, for constant reference, and furnished by him for publication:

Have the courage t$ discharge a debt while you havo the money in yonr pocket.

Have the courage to do without that which you do not need, however much your eyes may covet it.

Have the courage to speak to a friend in a seedy coat, even though you are in company with a riah one, ana richly attired.

Have the courage to speak your mind when it is necessary that you should do. so, and hold your tongue when it Is prudent that you should do so.

Have the courage to own that you are poor and thus disarm poverty of Its sting. l&vethe courage to tell a man why you refuse to credit him.

Have the courage to tell a man why you will not lend him your money. Have the courage to cut the most agreeable acquaintance you have when you are convinoed that he lacks principle—a friend should bear with a friend's. infirmities, but not with his vices.

Have the courage to show your respect for honesty, in whatever guise it. appears, and your contempt for dishonesty and duplicity, by whomsaoverexhibited.

Have the courage to wear your oldl clothes until you can pay for your new ones.

Have the courage to pre Apr comfort: and propriety to fashion in all things. Have tho courage to acknowledgeyour ignorance rather than to seek fon knowledge under false pretenses.

Have the courage, in providing an en*tertainment for yonr friends, not to exceed yeur means.

Have the oourage to insure Ijjio property a your possession and thereby flajr your debts in full.

HOW SOME YOU NO LADIES AMUSE THEMSELVES. His body will be preserved on. loO till his friends arrive." What a ghastly realism there is in the sound And yet it is the last sentence of a love storyone of those love stories that only become known to the world through the intervention of that grim functionary, tho Coroner, the Rliadamanthus *f our modern lift?.

Wiley was from Boston, and Hved In San Francisco, and- he loved vary desperately .It seems, a certain Miss Jennie Short. Thev were engaged to be married, and Wiley had in his eyeaHie golden mirage of a happy future- with the woman he adored. But, to use Miss Jennie's own phrase, "tho aharm had passed with her." She had get over it. It was "a youthful folly, indulged in to pass away the time pleasantly. And the time had passed pleasantly enongh, and that, she thought, shonld bo the end of it. And all this she wrote to her heartbroken lover, in what aho calls "plain English."

Her letter to the effect that she did not love him, and would not aarry him,was written on June 4th. On June 7th he made an excursion with a friend to visit some ladies who lived near her. but they did not see her. So tho last hopo that was covered by that thin pretext failed, and on the 10th of June somebody went up to Wiley's room and found him quieted forever ftom an overdose of laudanum and now Miss Jennie

lover Is "on ice,"

IBISH gillsiilfil

Shot t's jilted

A LECTURE.

Mits Prtsidemi, FtUow Wfenmen and Mate Trash Generally—I am here to-day for the purpose of discussing woman's rights,re-cnsdng her wrongs and cussing the men. I believe sexes were created perfectly equal, with the wimmeti a little more equal than men. I also believe that the world would to-day. be happier if a man had never existed. As a failure, man hi a success, and I bless my stars that my mother was a woman. [Applause.] I not only maintain these pnndplea, but I maintain a shiftless husband besides. They say man was created first. Well, 'spoao he. was. Ain't first experiments always failures? If I was abetting man, I would bet t2,S0 they are. The only decent thing about him was a rib, and that went to make something better. {Applause.] And then they throw Into our fooo about eating an apple. Ill bet five dollar* that Adam boosted her up the tree R«d only gave her the core. And what did ,be do when he was found out? True to hfai masculine instinct* he sneaked behind Eve's Grecian bend, and said,14 TNviwnt me twas her and woman had to fkther everything mean, and mother it too. What ws want is the ballot, and the ballot we're bound to have, if wo have to let down our nack hair and nwlm in the sea of «mguinary gore. ^Sensation,]

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