Saturday Evening Mail, Volume 5, Number 11, Terre Haute, Vigo County, 12 September 1874 — Page 2
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Til tup* with no moral purpee#, Thins* he* got l»a neoie •mefiow, no i»rvflt eovw ttw*r first expense.
Things? Willi Be how! I U'wjti% lMteviriia*
Afkirwwln' the Throne of Orfcca," And aoUNrtuie&lii Uwtowr, And each of the boys la hi* pl#CO~ Wh^nthA'-iMNdtlit'impof Keatathi#'
Ion. w%«atgiwch«uel
1 MV !-t »n to tolad 3 1 Mv«t QO to bear. Betdiwr oitminraomi tli f".rr
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And K^zltth Tiu^rtn^^k'Tu-rU Awl mother •(kyfn'^n rtarel* iMkdl fcrattiht ferth* heertheiifV
To guide o* hi* uarer track, l* With that at ml that eat jest waltxin, And Jonat f*rej«^blj»efc. Wben th«mpi»adeaxi»sb,andthktttHe---
Dropped aown on the small yf my back. Yet, I think, with theLod'S iwW#»et I might have continued Ii jwttln'b«r holi, tibui kit
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And I Jaiaped tomr wa with
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Wim jw eattte begin to lira
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€hth«rine Fsfoldi came to tha old house near the Tower. A tall, slim, slip of a girl, with a very dark complexion, browned by West Indian suns, not lovsly to look w»earbf a»j" means, Philip thought at first, but with eyes of wondrous power ana beauty, a* bt came to understand belbre Idng. and with a tender, half-pleading, half-bewitching man* ner not long to be resisted by the heart of man.
She was not very say at first, this Meadleaa, orphaned girt of seventeen years old, for the shadow of a great sorrow was still upon her, yet she brightened tha Old house tar her nrweace in a greater degree than PhUip Kayaeroould have imagined possible. It was a new thlnp to eonw home And Sea ber Sitting in the grim wairascotedparlor it made his coming home something different from whatit had been. He used to startled by ftndtog hteuielf thinking of tbtai dark-eyed Catherine sometimes In business honra, when he had a file of sb» eonnta ora ponderons ledger bsibre bim. The days seamed loiter to bim than of old, and he wondered at his eagerness to gt homo to the quiet dinner and long
uiet evening, "when Cstherine sat at a tsble near the old man, bmsy with some complicated piece of embroidery, fjr which, With all other delicate kinds of fSncy-wttfrk, «h« lisd an especial g$nius.
There wpuld be no difficulty abotif her getting her own living t*y ind by, S imoel Bayner sald. seoing how Indus' trious the giri was. Philip thought Umt abe might never have any occasion to earn a living for herself. It would have Banned aha»d thing tor one so tender .and gentle to be turned adrift upon a a cold, cruel world. And what could "they do without her In that dreary did house, having one* known the msglcal, ^brightening Influence of hw presence? tJBhaSidhhnndred little arts by which a woman can embellish the dullest Itoiaa, 'and little by little, aa she thund herself ^privileged to do these thinjra, exercised
Jber pretty trivial arta. Quaint old china jars and botUes, and cups and teapot# that had been hidden away in temoUt cupboards, blackened with the dast of riucm, came out of their hiding-jplaces, mid were pJac«labout, hdre "fd thera, making patclww of light and color in the darksome rooms. The ponderous old furniture was polWinrf into ji kiwi of
gloomy comers. Floweii Moomed here and there in tha windows, aodapsirof
r4i-a«!« Evened tha family parlor. There wa« a wv* aUnoaphara in the house, aomelMMr,
younimr did nrt card quite mi»ch tor the ondety his ch«»n lHend, (i«org«
Tob-conAinPtTWie
wjw ext usp jnr mesusponidon of their ewnhig ramhtoai jjat Pbilip Mtthat^e *waa twtlw^inghiafriend (iuU« iatrlK, and ia. pnjer to twice #nw amends invited bito Jwneto dinner ottce or twice a week* The old man had no oMaetkai to hi» company the
^t^i5^be^iM«t^^Hp*ankid jo Nar Catherine Pa«ddi's nrateea ftmn the llps of the frtetxS vrkam jwlgTacnt be^Uer^^rM^,52r,SS eyesaiiwt^" ^hatrnofiiwfi$ha hsd ftmrwi keyoftha ol mqomn piano ta a comer of t^ narlM^ the piano st *?^-h ker fsther had taught
played to fsetor «ad his atm sometimes iventng. Mar r*t*
nron the w» »««i tenatmai sna filing. What- *w$ all tha oW MM^tsh b*UsA« which Hauriwei
seatftfiflwwsMiat
"'pHUp^wito^wMiaii. Mehsdoniy ,o «*dpdy in r.f't si*^ne. It ww a pJcaiant,
and hapa, #wak«nin« a Un» a«m iiia browt-tbat w*» all. He w.».M ten?* on- ,.f h*r songs from another id*. HcWtthiade«tta ratti nly whenOeoW .i* with for
•&>' sSnga- duei'
line wry It ssemadto k^fttber, and ifbr l*h W1 a fiang of kifl. «S*n.:rv fer
all the oltener be
w» of Ibis aeoret w«k m. "What him if she lo with what hom Jshe k»v»m |be lovtw me." f_He thought had WHIM ao thinking,
ed ionfbr htcdly.
was of a confiding, and ill to these
IBpMX? was deeply grateful to these lricnds whohad Nil home. Perhaps In he* eage#mmi to wove her gratitude in airtM tiivttr ii»y* tiar^ py l# h«r p»**i h»v« been d*a&m>uMv kiwi her «»ttsan, watehing tor eveir litlJ* oppcrtont^r eff him plf^ura, d«fe»»iS Jing |o Ms winhiHi with a 4 childlike mihrolstAoii, going rat to meet him with' bright welconoing k»k» wh«A he cajuKs hoBMS u«k ing his life altogether bewilderlugjy happy, to Ae pe*tt his pMM. wa* quit* different to George Tolaon. PhUlp «w the difference, and the fact of it added tnoob to hi* bappiixm. To Ueorg® tier man-
thought «be took no jialn* to pk*M him, and never bu~ trayod aaj? pieaaiiro In hU presence. Ko» tl^ere waa «o tearofiooree» 8o the foyar and weak* drifted on with a watte tnonol/ny that would have been irksome to wstiewi spirits btttr Philip's lift waa a new life, and ho wond«rod how ho ooold ever have existed .. in a world uubrightened by Catherine Pa- which aniit** might hivo writton to a, roldl. little by little ah© who had been brother. He never thought of that J« unlovely at Dnt vrew to be utoat beau- htm they were the letters of his plighted tifUl in his sight. The tawny hue of her wife.
twny
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lish atuioSfair, like a
skin phere, white lily. her spirt ta improved, ana lighted up the pale ikce with a kiwi of glory, like tlio light in an old altar-piece, where It all comes from one divine »oe—a mete trick of art, perhaps, but with a lovely meaning In it.
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leaving her pale Her smile grew radiant as
Philip was In no hurry to -urge Ms suit. His was a reserved nature, with much latent pride beneath a quiet manner. He watched her closely, and fancied himself sacure of hsf lote* He had only to speak when the fitting time came die must know how much he loved her. In tho mean while all his dreams were of a future in which she to be his wiffe. Ho could not think of himself for a moment apart from lier. file possibility that this desire of Ids heart might be denied htm never entered into m» mind.
And so the time wertt tin In'the old house near the Tower with a profound peacefulness, George Tolson coming very often in the lengthening spring evenings, almost their only visitor. The three young people used to walk together of an evening in the empty city streets sometimes, as the weather grew milder, Caiherin* ana !tt arm with her eousin, George Tolaou walking by her side, expounding curious scraps of arehjKoiogical lore about the churches and quaint old buildings of diveis kinds hidden in the narrow streets and, lanes by whi«h they went.
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So the time went on until there camo a sudden bresit tn this monotonous life for Philip Ilayner. His fat lier insist#! upon h!s going on a found among their customers in the north of Kngiand. There were details in the management of the trade that wanted revision and rearrangement, There had been numerous complaints of late from protfinaial customer* prices most be lowered to meet the march of the times. Jt was altogether a delicate business, requiting the exercise of commercial diplomacy, and necessitating, Samuel Bayner said, tho presence of a principal.
He was surprised to find his son disin dined for the performance of this duty, axious to delegate it to a clerk—in fact, anything rather than to go himself. But upon tnis point the old man was absolute. Boused by a threatened danger to his house, he showed himself aa keen man of business as in his best days. Rayner. Itayner A Sons must show themselves prompt to satisfy- the demands of the times. His son Philip must go, and none other. So Philip went. Was only a business of a month or six weeks, yet he felt as If the very mainspring of his life was broken when be turned his back upon the lhmiliar old house.
He never Ibrgot that parting. He was to go by the night mail, and it was a calm, adrieaa evening early in May when he left his father's bouse. Catherine catne to tho ball door to bid him goodbye. For the first lima in his fife he klsaed her. Just at the last, when his portmanteau had been put on tho roof of the cab, and the old butler wa» standing on tha doorstop talking to the driver. Phuij» teak his cousin in hi* arms and kissed her on the lips. It was one long, passionate kiss, and lie flmded that It was at one* the doelaratton and theaeal of his love. She could not rnisundetKtand him after that she wan Ms own that moment,
Catherine Parokli gate a little cry of astonishment or reproof, iui4 rah back to the parlor. There w«s not a motnmit to lose. Philip sprang into the cab and
I He saw her fbr an instant at
the open window watching him, with the evening sun upon her fin*. That
pictare- the pale young face, the sliad«wy eyes and loow brown halr-IrauMid in the window haunted him all through the long night tourney, Th© memory of that ono unpremeditated kiM ha«nt* «d him too, tha seal whksh h* had a6 upon hialov*. llwalx woeka w«re dtagood out Into, tjro month*. People in the north wire alow: and Philip Haynor h*l a gr#»t many phtOMto iim. Having onos undertaken the business, he wan determined to do it thoroughly, and he found matters rogidatad thwrnsa Ives ettsily and pteasatitly ooouch bythe«to«daeof hia i«raona] influence and a little Judicious libetallty. Altogether, his mission was •ucewwfM one.
It wa« ih« t«d of lnn» whas he tarnad h» fispe homeward, brilliaut weather and the countnr fhmugh which lie wenf looking tts mtmL Bat Philip Ihiyner dhlnottMnk mttdh of«*i varOMit sum*
to the end of hls fminwf. How would she reeclva hint, Catherine, his Mol? With hlunhes and shy, downcast looks Xou he scarcely thought that tliere tea been no upsn tho ftc* tha* out it trim from the open window. How would she receive hinu his darling, hfas own ?—doulily M» Ownfrwaa the mofnent In whlclf lwf hsd pressed $!t£t wmitomrt# tfcm ^NMT
,B|tfa»lonly
«nd ute* aUfewi lo hi* firiend to Jdti theokl
haters fwm Wiuc badl been
frem her—dear liule Ufttors telling lilai thetttvhdnews«f ftaold bouso,hhi Mhssr's talk of Mm* the blank ea«sed by his absenco-aweot, woman! letters
For the last taw days he Iwid hennt nothing. 1H» movements hist at the end had been uncertain. Btit he had no fear of evil or that he should find any .change in his dull, jieftcultii home.
It was iK'ginning to grow dusk when the cab drew up at the faniUinr door, with its carved Wooden canopy of the William and Mary period, supported by two chubby-feced clierubi. Looking eagerly up at the old house, grent shock fefl upon him. The blinds were all drawn closely down in the still summer evening. His first thought was of his father. His first thought was of the truth. The old n»»n was dead.
The ancient butler opened the door and received his new master with a solemn face—a fiice in which there was real grief, for the man had loved his employer of so many years.
There never was a better piaster or a better man," he said, With something like a sob. "Yes, Air. PlxUip. we've lout him. He fell down in a, tit ju»t after breakfRst, though he'd read his newspaper and everything just the same as usual, and ho never spoke again, poor dear gentleman! There was as many as four doctors with him at one time, for Miss Paroldl wouldn't bellevw as there was no hope, but they could do nothing Car him* There was a telegram sent to you at Sheffield the night bofbre last. You got it, didn't you, Sir?"
No I left JShcQicKi last week. X-carac here Ktraight from Hull. Let me go. to his room at once, Jackson I sheuldlike to See him at once.* \,
4MIolooksas
TERRE HAUTE SATURDAY EVENING MAIL.
"ittUJMSW AWAJf lOTO^fUC OHB\WIfcXT OUTttKlHTS OP TUB C1TV." »i All tliat he had would Ibci Calfierlne It waa time fbr him now to speak plainly tho dear girl must not bavs an hoar's uoaot an to tho »©curifcy of her iiositiop. lli would s|toak to her that very eve-
calm as a slewing baby,
God bless him. I'm yory glad you've come home. sir. There's many things about the funeral we couldn't settle without you. I told the undertaker I knew you'd have everything of the handsomest, but of course I could say no nfore than that."
Philip went up stairs to, the solemn death-chamber, a long oak-panelled room with four tall, narrow windows which bad been gloomy enough even wjhen inhabited by the living. He had scarcely known until this moment how much he loved his father or how bitter a blow their parting was to be. For the time even the image of Catherine Paroldl was blotted out from his mind. He stopped in that darkened room for a lon^ while—nearly an hour and then went "lowly down stairs In the deepening summer dusk. Pay was not quite ended even yet, though the early stars were shining faintly through the long staircase window as he went down.
There waa a lamp burning dimly £a tho hall. Catherine canic out tho junior very pale and dressed in black. It was one of tho black dresses she had worn in memory of her mother. She gave him her hand, looking at him with a grave,"pitying face.
I'm so sorry tor you, Cousin Philip," she said—«"»o sorry for my own sake, too. I loved him very dearly. Indcod, I had good reason to love him." sb« added, Breaking down with a little choking found.
They went into tho parlor, and sac there "in mournftil silence till Venr lata, only saying a few wofrds now and then. On the next day Catherine told Philip aU about his father's last moments— about that last breakfast, too. when ho had been quite himself, awl had talked as cheerfully as ever be had dome within her knowledge of hhn, speaking ot his sou's approaching return and looking forward with evident' pleasure to that event.
Two days afloiwaitl came the ftinoj^, a ststeiy ceremonial tor Pldllp Rayne* chose this conventional mode of twrtlfy*, Ing to hia respect for the dead toan iw the only manner In which he oeuld exhibit uuch a feeling to the eyre of tha common t»laca world lu which his fktltr iMd lived. Theoity churchyard wlwrciu the brothers Ilayncr lay buried had long ago been dus&l, so the did man's bon* wvre oarried to Norwood cemotory, by «md by to reat untier a hand* .mm «id awirepri^e monuuiont.
It wai with profound sadncsS tn Mi 1««t thai* Will^ rede homewatd through the aatmnar sunlight, and amidst tibc buny life of suburb and city, when all was over and tho dreary day's work done. No, all was not qolioofar. There was the will to he rmul-a ccremony whicli did not involve much artxtely or heartburning tor Samuel Haynernad Hoi imrv rewttvea. aiul tbosehe left hehind Mm mm* wiUi the exception of Catherine ParoldL woalth^.tradeniss^ ttadin rethoto Mrthlas. Vti$m w«» no one but PhtUp and the two old servant^ Mm Dorkln tko honaekeeper and ImW sou the butlar to hoar the reading of the will, which was real w&h all due sol«unity IhA faitliy solictor In Hi# grhn, darksome dlninftoom, lifNidkmi clismber ouly used on «tai« «»cca«k)nBt
Tha will Wan an old one, dat^l »Ut yean age aod w©fd#tl In i-erif idnirile tuaneen 'Wteokl atau ka an acuintty to each ot itis faithful servants, a moum-
oei Bayner i, and there mattwed
enre, and
idng. There was po indecency, no lack of re^ennce tor the dead, in sucii promptitude. Philip fancied tiiat his marrisgo with Uatherlne would have been the desire of his father's heart. Hie old man must have surely forsecs their union, or he would never hava left Catherine Marsh's daughter penniless.
The cousins sat alone together that evening, after a dinner of which neither had eaten anything. It was a warm, suiiny midsummer evening, and the faint hum of the declining city life came to thorn through the open windows with a distant drowsy sound. The old house had that aspect of profrund dullness peculiar to a habitation in the heart of a city on summer evening, when mankind has a natural yearning tor the sweet freedom, of the hillside and for the green leaves In the woodland. Philip had no such yearning to-night, however. To him the shadowy oak-panelled room was paradise. He forgot that he had seen his kind old father laid in tbo gravo that da v. He could think of nothing but Catherine's pensive face as she sat by the open window, with the low western sunught shining upon her as It had shone on the evening when he kissed her. The words which he had to spoakdld not come to him very eaaily he lovod her too muoh to be over bold. But in that last happy hour of his youth there was no shadow of doubt in his mind. He had never contemplated the possibility of a refhsal on Catherine^ port, Ho liad never told himself that ha miicht have a rival: he had never doubted That she loved him. In perfect faijth ho hiid accepted her gtateftti afltecdon, lier frank, swteriy regard, as an earnest of the love that was to be given to bim when lie pleaded for it. He was rather ashamed of himself tor having been so backward in pleading, that was all.
CaMierine,'' be said, at last, drawing his chair nearer hers, "Ihave something to'say to you."
She had been working busily until this moment, but she laid her work as he spoke and turned her calm, pensive face tow^rdhfitm. •4 And I wapt to speak to you, cousin," she answered* blushing a bright, rosy red all of a sudden. "There is something I have been wanting to say for tjio last threo days, but I hadn't the courage. And yet I know how good you are, and that nothing In the world could make you unklndto me."
Surely not, mv Soar. Unkind to uoit, Catherine! llow could I ever be that?"
Of course not and that's why it lias been so foolish in nic to feel afraid of speaking frankly. I think you must know how happy and peaceful my life has been in this dear old house, Cousin Philip, aha how gratcftil I must ever be to you and your dear father for all your goodness to me, but—but—we are both young, and it would not do for us to go on living together. People would think It strange. Mrs. Dorkln told me aa much a day or two ago, and the evening After Cousin Samuel's death I had tho oflhr of a new home. Don't think ma ungrateful, pray, Cousin Philip, or that I want to run away from you. Indeed* I cannot fancjr a sister loving her only brother better than I Mw you, but I must go away every one says that."
JSbe looked at him just a little nnxlousIf, the blush fading slowly -away from ftie sweet face.
Anew homel Why should you go a way, Catherine What liced you care 1 mm* malkloits tool should slander us?
It is hardly poearible for maUos to go far as that and it can matter so tittle to us, for—" And then, without finishing the sentence, he exclaimed, "Theoflfcr oi anew hom^Catberin*
tm
rwfco had at£
tondedhba-lor aone Utifcp«r years of lvis Ufa, and all tho res* to hla mUy soa. there was nothing for Catherine Paroldt th« will had bwki es:wmtcd betore
knew or the g&rfa exists WW €OtiS3»U very little, FhlUp thought.
I What home?"
Mrs. Tolson'a—Goome's mother—has flaked tWe to stay with her till—till am married."'
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8ho was biimhiiig again by this time, and the heavy lids dropped over the g)drioti* dark eyes. 11U you «e married f" ••Yes, O'tisln Philip. 1 oughtto have told you sooner, but it happened Wlille you were away, and ft seemed iueh stupid thlng to mite about, somehow, George Tolson has asked me to be Ida wife, and—and—I love him very dearly —and wo are to bo married in month or two. Wo shall not be rich, of course, tor Oeorae has his mother to keep—thaft Is hlsfinrt d^g~-bt»t we can live happily
we love each other so
ghastly chaiiger In h«r m»Mln%
ikce topped her suddenly to the midst of b«r imiooent confession. Cot»to, dttfOoarin PMyahaex-
rnan r"yo» Isstl didn't
MI know thai I*kvad yeuf didn't you kttow that tvsry hopel had was built the security your love? Wheft 11 w«»ft away, if cottkl ysM
you had nouotoa ocmre, conw
a onualn's kiss. Wo hare beata Hk» brother and sister I sever dreauut yon eared tor me more than you might have eared tor a idater." «Of course notP* Phftip Kajrwwerlcd, wUh a hitter laugh. "What la easier than to my thsSr And he, the sooun-
th« traitor, I hi the «me
this iuain
S8
eared
"ItWtoo
just dear cousin, be rO£5»bnable, be iike youreelf. Whatever sin I have committed yo« km been done in ignorance. I shall never
ately towatw you. Be gener-
that youWw'iw!'' yonr* cried (he ^iwan^ l» a blind fury.- Hfb the )«M hour of my liva to be a hundred ^^eajrs old, will never spoak to y«m «%ai«t I piSy God I may iw*vcroe«your face any more!"
AM wlth those w6rds upon f1"1
He left th# houso at onee and roamed away into the dreariest outskirts of the city, a dessert tract where there were bidldiagtf newly begun, abandoned skeletons of nouses and a wide margin
..... told him he hod been walk2 ing on tho shore by aomo rearfng sea, he could ouly by circumstantial evidence havo perceived the falsehood Involved In thfi assertion.
It was in the broad summer sunshine that he went home, his lollies whitened with dust and stained 'sdth the night dews, his face wan and haggard. Laborers going to their work in the feariy morning stopped to stare at him as he passed them. One of the sour-faced maid-servants was cleaning the doorstep when he went in, and gaoed at him aghast but he scaroely saw her. He washed himself and changed bis clothes
with a half-mechanical sense of the propricties, and then went down to thatj every-day parlor which had a little while ago seemed to him such a pleasant,
jNUM-uk. w-.Wuur: looking breakfast-table laid for one, and1 Instead of Catherine Paroldi's presence there was a little note addressed to Philip Bayner—a tender, pleading little letter, assuring him once again of her gratitude for his goodness to a friendjt
orphan, beseeching him once more to be generous and forgiving, and telling him that, let him act towardheras he would, she would never cease lobe his grateful and affectionate Catherine.
He read the letter three times with a fierce, hungry look in his face, a rage of mingled hate and love, then crushed It
grate. And having^dono that,
terminedto recommence hia life
notice nor compeniation, and that he should liave quitted tbo office tor ever before his note oould be delivered to Mr. Rayner. ."He will find another situation, I suppose," Philip said to himself, "tor the scoundrel is clever. He had a hundred and fifty a year with us he will scarcely get so much elsewhere. At best it can
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An Extra Chrooio Free. We wU send a eop» of el titer of onr pretaium Chromos to«w*y person sending ns the names of three new yearly subscrlbere With the money, six dollars, also giving the pictures to each of the three mribserlbecs. Almost sny one can in this way secure this beautiful work of art without it costing them anything.
Ladies at Home_
Osn cam ftom to tor the Saturday Eve|||g ita I farming
•trodloiuu Ian for outfi at*4y.
Clergymen
Can earn a few dollars, and introduce a first-chun paper, by canvassing for the Satunlay Evening Mail. Ubml «ouaWom given. The paper and Chromo take on «tshu ebmd torclnmlarof Instruction*.,. 'tBSBataatsemtwewBss «,• •.
TraVellug Xm %, any hi&Sbtom «Sh TlSalt: t&eir n»cxppnm by in*!* Iwimwmnvfs& ffr aatMyfevJiinjMall,
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All the night
through he rambled about thlp dismal region with a fein hftf brein, im«| joonsciottsness of fatigue, nooonaciousncas even of the scene around him. If anyone had
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School T-etor** f. &
C3an empJay their tesum Ume profitably by canv*Hwt for Ihw^^uHlay Evening Uatl aiftt hifhromts. B^ndVor cfrpnlar of
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his Hp« lie wertl Out Of the instructions, fttom—went away from her' w^lh a «uileu detormination to Uaj# thooe two who had irroTiw«d him until the end of his day*.
Meu who Have Otlu liusiuess Are wanted to add that of canvaasluc jbr ttw^WL iJlierai cwjiuhIx^ouh.afor circular of instnietionK.
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Saturday Evenings
MAIL,
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FOR THE TEAR
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A MODEL WEEKLY PAPER FOR THE HOME,
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One year, (with chromo)
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Mall and office Subscriptions will, Invariably, be dtscoatinned at explratloa «f time paid tor.
Encouxai^d by the extraordinary success which ha* attended the publication of THE SATURDAY EVENING MAIL, the publisher has perfected arrangements by which It will henceforth he one of the most popular papers In the West^ .* .1 fy
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rKlTwo BeautiM Ghromos
upon rl'sin
now system—to shut that false girl's iClout of His mind, to devc
age out of his mind, to devote all his energies and all h!s thoughts to business. llio first letter lie wrote when he had seated himself at his desk in his private counting-house, for the first time since Ills journey, was a brief epistle to George Tolson, informing him that his services wore no longer required, and that if he preferred any pecuniary compensation, instead of the ordinary term of notice, such a course would be more agreeable to the feelings of his obedient servant, Philip Kay ner.
Presented to each yearly sutocriher, from and after this date. These beaut iftil pictures JUSt from the hands of the French chromo artists, are faithful eoplelii of oil paintings by the artist W. EL llakcr, of firooklrn. One, entiUed
Represents a bright faced boy, coming from the orchard, bountifully laden with the redrlpcfralt. The other, entitled
The answer to this was prompt enough. I t»T *11 ji ttl* 1 1»
requi
Lilly of the Field
Is a beautltal lltUe girt, with one of tho sweetest of faces, gathering lilies in the flekt. One is a wood scene, the other has an open meadow in the book ground. They are of striking beauty.
For one dollar extra (53.00 in all,) we will •end The Mall one year and both chremos mounted ready tor framing. These plctcres
only be genteel beggary—a perpetual I ara catalogued and sold in the art stores at struggle for bare existence. Anrf what FOUR DOLLARS EACH. is there that I oould have denied her if she had married me She will think of that sometimes, surely." [CONCLUDED KKXT WHBK,]
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FRAMES.
We have made arrangements with aa extensive mrutafectoty of frames by which we can tarnish for One Dollar a frame usually sold for IU0 and 81.75. These frames are of the best polished walnut and gilt. Here is the
BILL OF PlUCES,
The Mall one year and choice of Chromo ... «2 00 Tlw Mall one year and Both Chremos mounted.......... 3 00 The Mail one year and Both Chremos
FRAMED... 5 00
THK SATURDAY EVENING MAIL is an Independent Weekly Newspaper, elegantly printed on eight pages of book paper, and alms to be, In every sense, a Family Paper. With this aim In view, nothing will appear In Its columns that cannot be read aloud la Ishemo*t refined firesideelrele.~
Address P. B. WKStTAl.lL, Publisher ftatarday Evening Wall, TERRS HAUTE, IND. ..s. iftliMi Ii I' "i'l'i T)0 YOU WANT &
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Make Money?
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Send Two Dollan for Chromos and outfit to canvas tor subscribers to THE SATURDAY EVENINO MAIL.
The Two Dollars will be rtgfendtef on return if Chromos at close of «sa van, or agent «an keep them, as they are more than worth the mown
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Chromo "Cherry Tune"
Both for 02.OO.
The work of canvassing tor The Itell, the Ixwt Family Papsr in U»« West, isespedaily adapted
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to W0 a week.
Address P. 0. WKSTFAl^ Publisher Saturday Krening Mail, TERRE HAUTE, IND. Agents wanted at every town, Postoffico and nelghborhoodt