Saturday Evening Mail, Volume 6, Number 17, Terre Haute, Vigo County, 23 October 1875 — Page 2

THE MAI

A PAPER FOR THE PEOPLE.

TERRK HAUTE, OCT. 23, 1875.

MOTHER'S OLD KITCHEN. How *weet to nay «ight WM

my mother old

As promptlii by hunger, I entered therein: The kettle* anl Muoe-paiw they looked so tMwltcbitk{Ci

And a balo of glory surrounded the tin. The bag of old Java—the cofTW»-MUI by It, The tea-urn and caddy on shelfju»t above The Jar nice pick lea, and alt the good vlc-

And thifjulcy mlnce-pie* which so dearly I The iender-cnwt plea, the »plcy ml nee-pie*.

The *weet, Juicy pie* which no dearly I love. My mother's old kitchca wan al way* the ha•eu

Where In childish distress I put In for re-

tef

And the tablets of inemoi will ever be graven With the paMry eon feet ions hat smother atl my Brief. How eager I tcame, while mother was ma-

A *^ulmd-*l»aped pattie, or *ometlftie* a

And with lip* that were watering, I'd watcli while "two* baking— The Juicy mlnce-plea which BO dearly love. With my alphabet plate, aud the pattle upon It,

I'd haxte tothu door-step that front* to the

Nor

awewt «ike, nor pudding,could win my heart from it. Though luscious with spices and everything nwtel. And though since my chlld'iood I ve been roving around

O'er life's stormy billows, I return llkethe

To re*t°lnC"the old kitchen till turmoil Iso'er, And partake yet again of the pies that I love— The tender-crust plea, the spicy mince-pies,

The HWeet, juicy I so dearly still love.

The Tragedy of Misery Flat.

Heavy leaden clouds hnng around the rocky and broken heads of the clustorof mountains around llarnoy's Peak, and the sun shone only now and then through a narrow rift in tho va|ory clouds that hung lower down, embracing tho tree-tops, and at times enveloping the scene in a donse mass of damp fog. Again if would lift, and a straggling beam of sunlight would steal between tint cloud and fog and tho gray mountain-side, and halo the scone like a pension. (ireat drops of water show upon tho grass and manv-tinted flowers like diamonds: and tho robins and mockingbirds made a Joyous ocho in the shaded nook close bv. A small rivulet of icecool water made its musical way into French creek, tive miles below, and served at this beautiful spot to furnish drink fortivo—two men, two ponies, and a Mexican "lxro" or ass. The three animals cropjed tho rich June grass most eagerly, as if conscious there was work ahead' A small liro of pine limbs was burning, aod over it sat a coffeepot, while one ot tho men was cutting slices of bacon with a huge knife, as sharp and as murderous-looking as himself. The other lay In the wot bundlo of blankets near* the fire, and frequently gave vent to groans and smothered maledictions at thii^a roal and itnagin-

Tho former, with a stolkl look on Ills heavily bearded f.u-e, gavo an occasional Holicitous look in the direction or his partner and, as he stuck a forked stick through hi* slice of bacon, he soliloquized

Ther ain't no use fifr me to roast this fur Jack. He hain't eat nothing' ever sin-e we got to the wtilements. He's jest been and soaked his skin ontil now ho'suo n'to have tiie Jim-jams. I say. Jack, old pard 1" As he spoke a look of womanly kindness lit up his sternly nUdid face, marred by a heavy scar that traversed ids left cheek and ills nose to its base, and gave him a singularly forbidding aspect when ho attempted to smile. "I sav, Jack wake up, old man, and take a cup or this strong coffee, won't vet" t'oaxinglv—"C-ome, now yer jest as Jimimv as a baby," ho continued, an ho raised the blankets whore lay a young man of about twenty-eight years, with heavv dark hair, a brow wide and smooth, but eyes sunken and bloodshot, while the lower face had a bloated and brutal appearance, denoting an easy victim to any weakness. He rolled over with a groan and ralsfnl himself with an effort upon his elbow, and huskily said: -That you, Bill? I've been having awful dreams, and my throat is parched like an alkali patch. Give me a drink of that 'devil dow drop' quick now, I'm choking."

N*», I won't," tho other replied In an obstinate tone. "You've hail too much 'devil's dew drop,' and here you aro go"Itakeye

ing to hell a* flwt ai that dron Ml an'ye won't drink any ©oiree nor eat nothin', no way. \me, now, Jack," he continued in a pleading way, "take a cup of coffee an' some bread. Old pard, chuck this Inside of yer and then I'll give yea drink,"

The other staggered to his feet with a dead Iv curse upon his lips. "Where's that whisky fM be yelled "I'll have it or diol Bill, coufound your infernal dirtv carcass,do you mean it?"

Ves, that ther lead I'm plntin' for, Jack. Now, ain't thia a purty lay out for chums as lived like sisters through blood an' starvation, an' you keep straight on makin* a grab stake for that girl In Missouri, an' now, aa soon as we've left Montana an' git ter where ye can git plsen, ve make a mean skunk of A Digger out o* yerself. Yer a nurty pet for yer mother now, vou are! The only wav ter save yer life is a spillln' o' this cussed tarantula juice, an' ye can't git anv more short of Cheyenne." the other staggered toward him and attempted to wrcot the key out of his hand*, but Bill took him by the arm* And sat him down by the Are like* baby, and minded not in the least lb® torrent of abuae that proceeded from bis lips. Jack, prostrated with his exertion, began to p:« »d 1 ween, promising to t»top alter din ana not drink any more, but the other w**inexor*M, ana Insisted on his rn'tng and drinking the: coffee* At last,) made the attempt, and succeeded in ••.! down a few swallows of coffee, c^t he could not, ]lis companion poured *ut a literal drink of whl1--

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tho cold drenching, for one with his *toliditv had the endurance of an ox while the other, with hi* feverish, flushed face and roatlea* eyrs, courted the cold to quench the tormenting Area within.

Thus they continued down the creek on the half-walk, half-rack of a bronco pony, their heavy

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tded it to him,

and it was 1 greedy avidity. The drunkard then tn^hi *ned tip, and Hill slowly at© hi* br*«ku»t by hia Side.

The wet Wank, u» were di 1 in tbe Iran. tHe "bom" jwkpd, tb* u» ponies •adtii- bv Bill, and the two men rio inU1. s!,e tmd*CPomCaster'* Faik tfn n* Creek to Jerry'* Oalch. Ie«eeiJO gone hundred feet to the n.'te. n». rr ». ied tlMferMlt In a tk •»«', .*. that iM.i t: til drifts and msMK* that wet the loddinK tr*ve!(^a to *kln wMle t! spring l»ree'» that to .rrr v.'«y tln» dampn* I lift t:. fog win 1 ».T ,I Chill, of the Jjrav«l«w

jinjilinfj tnerri-

fy, and the sturd under his prom. eta, mining-kit and acant cooking outfit. The sun had climbed high above the mountain top®, and sent down vertical revs of bliatcring heat, while not a breath of cool air stirred in the depth of the canyon. Bill had the lead, »nd moved along in his stolid manner, as if his pony even partook of his master peculiar temper and Jack followed, twenty yards nehind, while the stripednosed "\oro" brought tip

tbe

to--morrow.

rear like a

heap of baggage with a head and little logs. "Bill, didn't you save me drop?" plaintively inquired Jack. "Narv a drop, ole pard* 11 be all stick 'er out,

a little

Stick 'er out, old

man, an' weHl git into the same harness with that Jenny o' yourn, an'she'll pace along an* keep up to yer trot. Come, now, pint ver snoot high. Cheer up.

The rays*of the snmmersun grew hot terand hotter, and Jack fell back sullenlv, his eyes bloodshot, the muscles of his face jerking and his hands trembling. The great veins upon his temples seemed to burst, while the glaring, maddened expression of his bloated face would have shown the most careful observer that tho delirium

was

already upon him.

lie grated his teeth fiercely, muttered curses and pressed his white teeth through his nether lip until the bloou clotted in great draps on his dark beard. Spurring up his pony, be again drew along-side of his companion,and, drawing his revolver, he began:

Bill, I always thought you was a friend of mino." Then, as if his mind wandered vacantly, he paused, and then resumed in a whining tone:

But I am going to shoot you. Bill, it's all your fault. You told 'eni to keep mo from going home. See them now?" ho shrieked "they only wait your beck and call. There, they are gone! Bill, I have got to kill .you, for you have lied to mo and betrayed me. "You needn't deny it. Haven't you

Yes, Jack, I have, ef ye say so, but I did not know when," replied tho other, apparently wishing to humor him in any fancy.

Yes, I must kill you," resumed Jack, slow 1 v, while his eyes glared with tho feverish delirium "you want all tho money, and you want me to die, and you want my— Yes, you never drink iior gamble, and you'll be thero with your hypocritical iaeo, and bo blessed for saving my lif'o more than once, just to betray mo and do me the dirtiest trick." "All right, Jack, poor boy," the other returned in a kind, womanly way, so strange for one so stronir in iratno und BO

uncouth In dress. "You say enough pleasant things when yer straight tor wipe it out. We'll jest camp in this likely pi.ice and git ye inter the shade," and they drew up and halted on MiseryFlat just above Stand-Off Bar. The animals were turned loose to graze, and a grateful cover of aspen and pine boughs was at once placed over a bed of blank-, ots laid for Jack—all done with an air of unconscious duty to the powerful Bill, who moved about with tho shambling strength of a huge grizzly. Cool water was brought from the stream and was drank in huge gulps bv the sick man, who raved and rolled, groaned and gnashed his teeth, tore out his hair and beard in handful*, to rtmovo the venomous serpent that his delirous imagination conjured up. '1 he bloody froth was blown through his tightly clenched teeth in whistling gusts, broken by starts of terror^ when he would point and scream: "Thero they aro again! they are bound to follow they won't let me go home I'll shoot him! I'll kill vou, Bill!" This was then succeeded by a moment of quiet, when, with twitching inusclcsand heavy breathing, ho lay with closed eyes as if trying to sleep. Then with a shriek, and a yell, another blast of terror, horror and despair blended, fell upon the rocky walls of tho deep canyon.

Them jlmjaiiis is a lioopin'it up to him this tfmo Jest awful, and he can't Stan' this sort o' thing long without soma doctor's pison o' sumo kind. There's sogers over on the Rapids, nn' there's sogers back ot Harney, and they'll hev a metlico dead upon us. Here, Mnoow?r," ho continued, as he approachoil his ionv, "3-011 an' I'll jest see what we can (lo for our old pard, Jack." A saddle was quickly adjusted, and, after a long and steady look at Jack, who, for the moment, lav quiet and motionless, ho mounted and rode rapidly away down tho gulch. He soon reached a miners' camp below—'-Stand-off Bar," a camp composed of rough, bearded men, dogs, horses, mules, boros, arid oxou. He quickly imrgoined for a msn to go back to ifarnoy to the soldiers' camp and engage a medico at any prico to come with all possible haste.

I'll pay ve fur ver hos* If yo kill *lm again," said 11111*8* he turned to go baok and he jogged along thoughtfully until be came in sight of his little camp, when ho suddenly drew up his horse as if to think, when he meditatingly said: "Its twenty-four miles to Harney, and twenty-four mile* back—nigh on fifty miles. 8'po«en that he wouldn't find a medico. Its twelve* milos to the HapIds now, I'm goin ter work this streak clear down to bed-rock an' if it's a bust, Jack an' I'll go together." Going back to tho llttlo hut containing the suffering partner, he gave him some water, secured his buckskin purso lest he should bo robbed, and again mounted and went clattering down the Gulch on the military trail toward Camp Crook on the Rapid.

Tho *un sank qnietly behind the mountains, and the deepening shadow* of night became deeper and deeper, blending into a mas* of inky sameness the rock*, the hlch wall* of the canyon, and the green foliage of the timber. A few stars twinkled pensively above the pine top*, and a narrow bow ot silver in the west was all that could be seen of tho young June moon. Not a sound was beam but the aoughlngof the wind* fkr above, and the scream of a startled curlew that made quavering ©cb -esof mournful sounds.

When BIU hud gone^ hi* companion arose and looked areund hini, pearing In at .mning way so pecaltar to the and said, ehuckKng, while bis eye* started in their Inflamed rednee* from their socket*

I knew it bat be tkocicht I w«* asleft and was ^gb

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mv "r'-v. nH now he ft uone and will im*« i.'M—',! me, 1*11 itiil him, and ill it v"" ruiMid devil*! What do \.'d nt m. Go bark to your tr*i -«r mn-!-r and tell him that he 1 to pear to die," and, whlpjiln# a t_avy revolver fn in it* boUtter, he

M'V-f 'l it and nwOBk' It about his brad, fiui the enragfrd crle* ami maledi—

man in the grip of the *»per! NN. I

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It'* the devil's dew-drop a* has got away with Jack," soliloquized Bill, as ho approached Stand-off Bar. "But ef that medico get* here in time wo'll her him on his trampers in no time." Thus ho mused as ho neared Misery Flat, where burned near hi* bed a brisk fire, and men flitted like shadows among the trees. "Halt! and get off that hoes!" The bridle was rudely seized, and a heavy band laid on Bill's shoulder. He was pulled from his horse before he was able to oomprehend a word of the preemptory order.

Tie his legs, and brace bis arms behind him. Quick, now, lor there is no use in wasting time about so dead sure a thing as this," said a largo man with great beard. "Now throw that lariat over thot limb, and stand ready. Here, Tom, what did the dead man say?" "lie said something about shooting, and his partner having his money."

Is he Jead now?" continued tho big man. "The bleeding has stopped, but his pulse is gone, and he is getting cold."

What hure you got to say for yourself?" said the man with the hairy fa«e. "Were you the man's partner?"

The sear on Bill's face deepened and turned blood red, while his lips jerked and his face turned to an ashen hue and a rising something came up in his throat that prevented him from replying until by a sudden effort he ejaculated

Yes, Jack was my partner." Have you got his money?" continued the other.

Yes," replied Bill, with a swallow. And you shot your partner for his money .""continued the hairy man.

I shot olo Jack fur his money!" blankly repeated Bill, in a dazed, uncertain way. "I shot Jack

String him up, boys, he's confessed make skort work!" Tho scar deepened in hue, and, with a struggle almost superhuman, Bill tried to escape. He tried to speak, but the rope was already around liis neck, nnd several men were raising him up till liis feet left the ground. Alter a few mute appeals from his terrified eyes and desperate convulsions of bis body, his body dangled quietly in tho air, with livid face upturned,"while the flickering firelight played about tho scar, which now turned whito as chalk over the livid features of tho swinging corpse.

What is that bloody aparition staggering out of the Wickiup? It gives a vacant stare and reaches for a canteen, nnd takes a deep draught of water, and turns to go back, when it is addressed by the hairy man: jjook a here, stranger we've elevated this sneaking coj'oto for you and here's your money. We wouldn't a been in such a hurry, but we thought you wore dead but it would have had to be #!one sooner or later."

Jack turned with hungry eyes and saw the corpse, with upturned face, daugl'ng in the air, and falling prone upon the earth buried his face in the ashes and dust and groaned in agony of pain.

Didn't you say he shot you and stole your money?" queried the man with the heavv beard.

Bill shoot me and steal my money! O, God! my God! No! Ho took me out of the gutter in Virginia City, and fed and nursed me when I was dying with a fever. He's kept mo from starving again and again, and if I had listened to him I would now be at home. And Bill! Great God! Look at that sear! It was made by tho blow aimed at my heart lie took it in his face to savo my life. Cut him dowy Cut him down! Damn you lor murderous assassins

The blood rushed in ruby torrents from mouth and nostrils, and again began to spirt in crimson jets from a hole in the left breast. With another futile effort to speak, and few convulsive twitches of hands and feet, the "devil's dewdrop" had finished "poor olo Jack."

A rude hole on Misery Flat served as a common grave for both nnd, if ever an epitaph is to bo written for them it should bo Bill's words: "I'm goiu' ter work this streak clear down lo bed rock, an' of it's a bust Jack an I'll go together."

A Woman's Resolution

pride as my eyo met tho fairy reflection in the mirror. "Come, Gerald, make haste!—^why, you haven't begun to dress vet!"

Where were iny wifely instincts that I did not see tho haggard, drawn look in his features—the feverwl light in his eves? 1 can't go to-night, Madeline—I am not well enougk."

You are never well enough to oblige me, Gerald. I am tired of being put off with such excuses."

Ho made no answer, but dropped hi* hfvad in hi* hand on the table before hitn. "Oh, corue, Gerald," I urgwl petulantly. "It is »o awkward for me to go alone, alwaj-s."

He shook hi* head listlessly. I thought perhaps you would i« willing to remain at home with tne, Madeline."

Men are so selfish," I said plaintively, "and I am *11 dressed. Claudia took lia'lf an hour on my hair. I a*re say vou'll be a great de*l quieter withont me. that is, if you are determined not to go."

No answer came. "Well, if v*m choose to be sullen, I can't help it,* I said lightly, as I turned and went out of the room, adjusting my silver bouquet-holder, the tuberose* and heliotrope »?ctni»s to distil incense at every motion.

Was I heartless and cruel Had I ceased to love my husband From tbe wry bottom of my heart I believed I loved him *s truly *ml tenderly as ever wife did, but I bad been so spoiled and p*'T'.'d all my brief, *Hft*b life that tbe bf instinct* wen-. *o to speak, entombed alive. 1 went to the party and bad my fill of adulation and homage, as u*oaL The

TEP.RE HAUTE WAXIJRDAY EVENING- MAIL.

And what is he going to do now f"

What can be doT I am sorry' yet be should have calculated his income and expanse* better." •!Or his wife should. Deuce take these women—they are at the bottom of all a man'* troubles!"

And thev laughed! Ob. how could they? I had yet to learn how easy it is in this world to bear other people's troubles

I rose hurriedly up, with my heart beating tumultuously beneath the pink azeleas, and went back to tbe lighted corridors. Albany Moore was waiting to claim my hand for tbe next redowa.

Are you ill, Mrs. Clem How pale you look!"

441—I

am not very well. I wish you

would have my carriage called, Mr. Moore." For now I felt that home was the place for me.

Hurried by somo unaccountable impulse, I sprang out tbe moment tbe carriage wheels touched the curbstone, and rushed up to my husband's room. The door was locked, but I could see a light shining under tbe threshold. I knocked wildly and persistently.

Gerald Gerald For heaven's sake let me in!" Something fell on the marble hearthstone within, making a metallic clink, and my husband opened the door a little way. I bad never seen him look so pale before, or so rigid, yet so determined.

Who are you he demanded wildly. Why can't you leave me in peace?"

It is I, Gerald—your Madeline—your own little wife." And I caught from his hand the pistol ho was striving to conceal in bis breast —its mate lay on the marblo hearth under the mantle—and flung it out of the window.

Gerald, would you have left me

I would have escaped!" be cried, s,till half delirious to all appearance. "Debt—disgrace—misery—bcr reproaches—I would have escaped them all!"

His head fell like that of a weary child on my shoulder. I drew him gently to a sofa, soothed him with a thousand murmured words, a thousand mute ca resses for had it not been all my fault And through all the long weeks of fever that followed I nursed him with unwa vering cure and devotion. I had but ono thought—ono desire—to redeem myself in his estimation t« prove to him that I was something more and higher than tho mere butterfly of fash ion I had hitherto shown myself! Well, the March winds had howled themselves into their mountain fastness the bright April raindrops were dried on the houghs—and now the apple blossoms were tossing their fragrant billows pinky bloom in the deep blue air of latter May. Where w-ero wo now? It was a picturesque little cottBge just out of the city, furnished vory liko a magni iicent baby house.

What an industrious fain-it is," he said, smiling sadly. Well, you see, I liko it. It's a great deal bolter than thoso sonatas on the piano!"

Who would have ever thought you would make such a notable housekeeper?"

I laughed gleefully—I had a child's delight in being praised. "Aro you going to Miss Delanoy's croquet party?"

No—what do I caro for croquet par ties? I'm going to linish your shirts, and vou'll read aloud to me."

Madeline, I want you to answer mo one question." "What is it?"

What liuvo j*ou done with your dia nionds

I sold them long ago, and paid sever al heavy bills, besides settling a half year's rent here."

to snv

My husband came tenderly side. "Are you going out this evening, love

Of course I am." I lookod down complacently at my dress of pink crapo, dew-dropped over with crystal, and the trails of pink azeleas that caught up its folds liere and there. A diamond bracelet encircled ono round, whito arm. and a little cross blazed fitfully at my throat. I had nev er lookod bottor, and I felt a sort of girl IHII

Hde away, shod with

hours seemed to ro*ww, and win with mu*icand rich

perlumo and was not until, confiture. Gobert's read ine* wan, inwith dancing, I W"»«bt a momentary

Fine, enterprising jrotinc fellow great pit* i—toUUly rrt'nM. IV*** and MrMorkVn *ay 1—*^ '-\tr.v. of hi* ...

All frarweats I. bear !,

But, Madeline, you were so proud of your diamonds."

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was once—now they wonld be the bitterest reproaches my eyes could meet. Oh, Gerald! had I booii less vain and thoughtless, and extravagant."

I checked myself, and a robin, singing in the perfumed depths of the spplo blossoms above I ho piazza, took up the current of sound. "That's right, little redbi'OAst." *aid my husband, half jokingly, "talk her down She has forgotten that our past is -'.ead, and that we nave turned over a new pago in tho book of existence Madeline, do you know how I fool, somotimes, when I sit and look atj-ou

No."

Well, I feel like a widower who was married again. My heart gave a little supertitious

jump.

Like a widower who was married again, Gerald

Yen, I can remembr my first wife—a brilliant, thoughtless child—without an idea beyond the gratificntion of present whims—a spoiled plaything. Well, that little Madeline has vanished away into the past somewhere she lias gone away to return no more, and in her stead I be hold my second wife, a thoughtful, tender woman, whoso watchful love surrounds me like an atmosphere, whose character grows more noble and devel opes itself into new depth and beauty every day.

I was kneeling by his side now, with my check upon kls arm and looking into his.

d#ed

refuge in the half-lightod u*a-roorn, that celebrate*! actor, whose forte wa* I hoard word*awakening ro*. tho f*rt of Richard III. At tho *J-I.niadi trn ..

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dream. "Gerald be mistaken in the nam®—It wa* wp ly co:.er-.ugh for that. Tf ^«re -two or three stout, looking genUenHMi—in tbe hall with« u!. and I )ld catch, now and then, a furtive or phim

^mmX remarkable a* that of

I «f one of hi* bert point* *tH«jcijqn« nduoed tho super* to tho trage-

dian with: "%it Ixmi, we've taken Buckingham ami cat hf* head off.*' Tin well," replied be "bad it not been «», I should have J. KMT with hi* bw! much Buckingham!'" gpt' .t.R in hi* great effect after all.

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GOLDEN WORDS,

The offender never pardon*. Oocupotion la the acythe of time. To live long It is necessary to lire slowly-

Nature and wisdom always say tho same. Nobility should be elective, not hereditary.

Heaven sends us misfortunes as a moral tonic. There is mosic in all things if men only had ears.

Address makes opportunities, the wont of it gives them. Fear is tho white-lipped sire of subterfuge and treachery.

Every human feeling is greater and larger than tho exciting cause. Troubles spring from idleness, and grievous toils from needles* ease.

Fortune is like a market, where many times, if 3"ou wait, the prico will fall. If we would not flatter ourselves the flattery of others could not harm us.

In eastern lands they talk in flowers, and tell in a garland their loves aud cares.

Nature has sometimes made a fool but a coxcomb is always of a man'sown making.

When fortune means to men most good, she looks upon them with a threatening eye.

He is not only idle who does nothing but he is idle who might be better employed.

If wo v'duld build on a sure foundation in friendship, we must lovo our friends for their sakos rather than our own.

Real friendship is a slow grower, and never thrives unless engrafted upon a stock of known and recipiocal merit.

A wiso man in the company of those who are ignorant has been compared by tho sages to a beautiful girl iu the company of blind men.

THE DEATH KISS.

Woman's love!—is there anything like it? A Canadian's wifo lias just died in Raleigh, and he has taken her to Canada to bury her under tho native sod. She died in a land of strangers, but left behind her the name ol a devoted wife. It was love in death. He saw her sinking fast, lie know it was consumption He nursed her like a child, tho great strongman, and there thev were in the room together tho night slio died. She wanted toseo out, to gaze once moro at the world outside, but he entreated her against it, and dd her that to tako her up would make her worse, but she told him she was dying any way, and he lilted her tenderly in his arms, and walked with her about tho room, holding her to his breast and showing this object and that, pointing out cverv pleasant thing, and she kissed him with every breath till tho last breath had and tho kiss died cold on his

gone cheek. made man, ho put all tho heaven in woman's lovo, and told him to win it, and be worthy of i'.-[Tom Kvans in Vicksburg Herald.

was

my eyes

And which do yon lovo best, Gerald, the first or second wife

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think the trials and vicissitudes through which wo have just passed are welcome indeed, since toey have brought ine, as their harvest fruits, the priceless treasure of my second wife."

That wa* what Gerald answered me, the sweetest Words th$t over fell upon my ear.

PRESENCE OF .WAVA) ON THE ST A JE. giv anecdote from a foreign Gobert, tho French actor, whose special ty wa* the impersonation of Napoleon I., was troubled with an infirmity of memory, in consequence of which all letters banded to him to be read on the stage had really to contain the words he was to deliver. In some military piece or other tho emporer had to receive a letter from his adjutant and read it aloud to his assembled officer*. A certain Gautier, tbe wag of the theater, acted t!»e adjutant, ana on tho evening. it stead of giving Gobert the written letter he handed him a blank aheet of paper! T*"* actor took it, and perceiving th* tri' that had been played upon him, returned tbe missive to (Jsutler, saying, with perfect gravity "Head it yourself, general." Gautier, who did not know a word of tha part and was too much taken aback to extemporise, c*uld not extricate himself from the position before the public bad discovered hi* di»-

The London Echo give* the following contemporary:

A FACT WOltTII KNO WING. Aro you suffering with Consumption, Coughs, Severe Colds settled on the breast, or any dlsoaso of tho Throat nnd Lungs? If so, go to your Druggists, (Jroves A Lowry, and got a lx»ttlo of BOSCHKK'S GERMAN

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aa ugiv fitct.

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"Workers Wanted

\o In'lrodur* The Kntnrday Evening Mail printed at Terre llaute, Iml., into every heuaehold. It* low price {tSUX a year) and the elegance of its Piesentation Cli rorno*, "Cherry Time" and "Lily of the Field," make* It perfectly inraifttablc! Tbe comgiven agent* is liberal, and offer* lucrative and agreeable ba* .« sto those will' to give It proper att^ntJ"!!.

Look at the Offer.

To every new yearly aut^x-rlber to Tbe Malt, and to each old sub :ber wl. renew*, is given a magnificent !,romo, usually told *t M, and the paper, coating 12, making IB worsti In all, for only t2. Tel! your friend about it! Uetthe best paper publish*-! in tli»- State tor one year, ami an ex-p*-niY« plntirf t!l for C.

Get Both Chromoft.

Any pernofl wUhlnc to Hecure at once l-.:h of oar new prvtn nm Chromo* can do *ot T. ribingfor The Mall two yearn In *4*m.:-s, paying N therefor, or we win j) I Die paper floroot ywu-and bothCliro» #!(.» rii .tiii'ol for »:nu !. or we WiH u, 7 M,.. «.»». w-At aii'i !-«b pfetnre* I,.», U-.

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after the trial of a petty case in

Colorado, recently, in whicli one Hank Fisher was a witness, three or four of tho lawyers were discussing among themselves the variety of testimony deducted, when General B., with his usual vehemence, said, "There never was such a liar on the witness stand as that Ilank Fisher he is, undoubtedly, the biggest liar I ever knew," when tho wlioio partv were somewhat abashed at seeing Hank, who heard tho general's remark, step up to him, "Did you say I

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MAIL,

FOR THE YEAR

tho biggest liar you oversaw?"

"That is about what I said," stammeringlvcamo from tho goneral, who expected a light. Hank eyed him for a moment and then said, "1 guess you didn't know my brother John."

AN teronautin Franco lately proposed to take his child, a boy of eight years, with him on a ball»on voyage. The child was placed lirst in the basket, while his father remained on tho ground to mako somo final arrangements. The boy succeedcd iu severing the ouly ropo that held the balloon down, and the apparatus, with its little passeuger, sped swiftly out of sight. Nothing has since boon seen or hoard of the balloon and its occupant.

Srnrr. This medi

cine lias lately boon introduced from Germany, and Is soiling on its own merit*. Tho people are going wild over Its success and druggists all over our country are writing us of Its wonderful cures amon# their customer*. If you wish to try its superior virtue, get a Sample Bottle for 10 cents. Larare size bottlo, 75 cents. Three dose* will relievo any case. Try it.

"Cherry Time"

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A MODEL WEEKLY PAPER FOR THE HOME.

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TERMS:

One year, (witli chroino). 13 00 Klx months, (without chromo).............. $1 00 Three months, (without chromo) W cts.

Mail and office Subscriptions will, Invariably, be discontinued at expiration ef time paid for.

Encouraged by the extraordinary success which has attended the publication of THE SATURDAY EVENING MAIL, the publisher has perfected arrangements by which it will henceforth be one of the most popular papers in the West.

THE CHOICE OF

Two Beautiful Chromos

Presented to each yearly subscriber, from and after this date. These beautiful picture* Just from the hands of tho French clirom artists, are falthfUl copies of oil paintiugsby the artist \V. II. Baker, of Brooklyn. One, entitled

"Cherry Time"

Represents a bright faced boy, coming from the orchard, bountifully laden with tho redripe fruit. The other, entitled

"Lily of the Field"

Is a beautirul little girl, with «nc of the sweetest of faces, gathering lilies in the field. One Is a wood scene, tho other baa an open meadow In tho back ground. They are of striking beauty.

For one dollar extra (13.00 in all,) wo will send The Mail one year and both chromos mounted ready for framing. These pictures are catalogued and sold Iu the art stores at FOUR DOLI.A IKS EACH.

FRAMES.

We have made arrangements with an extensive mnnufnetoty of frames by which we can furnish for One Dollar a frame usually sold for $l..r)0 and 11.75. These frnmos are of the best-polished walnut and gilt. Here is tbe

RILL OF PRICES.

The Mall ono year and choice of Chromo 82 00 The Mall one year and Both Chromos mounted 3 00 The Mull one year and llotli chromo*

FRAMED 5 00

THE SATURDAY EVEN I NO A1L is an Independent Weekly Newspaper, elegantly printed on eight pages of hook pupcr, and alms to be, In every sense, a Family l'aper. With this aim In view, nothing will appear In It* column? that cannot be read aloud iu the moi-t refined fireside circle.

CLURRTNG WITH OTHER PERIODICALS. Wo are enabled to ofTer extraordinary inducement# In the way of clubbing with oth

periodicals. Wo 111 furnish T11K HATURDAY EVENINCJ MAll., PRICE f2.00 PER YEAR, and el the1' of the abovo Chromos with any of the periodical* enumerated below at greatly reduced rates. These periodicals will bo sent direct from the ofliccsof publication. Here is the list:

SEMI-WEEKLY.

firmi- Wrrkly New York Tribune, price |3.00, The Mail aud Chromo* 5Q

WEEKLY PAPERS.

Ttulianapollt Journal, price 82.00, The Mail and Chromo 83 50 IndianttjHtlia 8cntinrt, price 82.00, Tho

Mall and Chromo 8 58 N. Y. Tribune, price 82.00, The Mall and Chromo 3 50 Toledo JUade, price 82.00, The Mall and

Chromo 3 60 jV. }'. Sun, The Mall and Chrumo 3 00 Prairie Farmer, price 82.00, Tho Mall and Chromo 8 6ft U'exlrm Rural, price 82-%, The Mall and

Chromo 8 50 Chicago Advance, price 83.00, TJie Mali and Chromo 4 6J Chisago Interior, price 82.00, The Mall and Chromo 4 00 Chimao Inlrr-Oeettn, price 81.50, The

Mall and Chromo 8 26 AppUion'$ Journal, price 84.00,Tho Mali and Chroino.. 6 26 Rural New Yorker, price 83.00, The Mall and Chromo 4 26 Hearth and Home, price 83.00, The Mall and Chromo 4 50 Mrthodixt, price 82.50, The Mail and

Chromo 3 50 Harper't Weekly, price W.OU, The Mall and Chromo 6 SO Harper't Hatar, price 84.00, The Mall and Chromo 5 60 Frank fsnUet fltuntraled Nrwrpaper, price 4-l.uO, Tho Mall and Chroino 6 00 Leftist Chimney Corner, price 84.00, Tho

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"Lily of the Field."

We aro now giving to every 12.00 yearly subscriber a choice of the above Chromos. They we catalogued and sold In tho ore store* at $4.00 per copy but will be given to ail persons wh» send u* their names a* sub Hcrlbeni en cloning KMjO the price of the paper for one year. These pictures are perfect cople* In every delicate tint and color of magnificent paintings cowling hundred* of dollars. All who have any Idea of or love of art fall In love with them al flr*t Right.

and Chromo 6 00 Uuut' and. (JirW Wc-kly, price 92J&0, the Mall aud Chromo 8 75

MONTHLIES.

Arthur't Home Magazine, price 82.60, The Mnll and Chromo 84 00 Prlerton't Magazine, price 12,00, The

Mall and Chromo 3 60 Amerirnn AprieutturUi, price 8iJ50, The Mall and Chromo 8 00 tteinnreMt'f Monthly, price 83,00, 1 year,

The Mall and Chromo- 4 35 Uodru'i Lady'* JU/ok, price 63.00, The Mall and Chromo 4 50 IMtie Corporal, price 81.60,The Mall and

Chromo 8 60 (kribnrr't Monthly, price 81JOO, The Mall and Chromo 6 20 A

Untitle Monthly, price 84.00, The Mail and Chromo 6 20 Oht and New, price 84JOO, The Mail and

Chromo 6 00 Overland Monthly, price H-00, The Mall and Chromo... 6 00 Harper'* Magazine, price 84.00, Tbe Maii and Chromo 5 50 Umrdemer't Monthly, price8££0,The Mall and Cli romo..£ 8 5ft Young Folk* Rural, Tbe Mall and Chromo 2 76* The Nvraery, price The Mall and

Chromo 8 10» St. NiehoUu, prh £109, The Mall and Chromo 4 40

All the premium* offered by the above pub UcatlocM are Included In thU clubbing arran gem en

CLUBBING WITH COUNTY PAPERS. We have made arrangement* to furnUli THE MAIL, with Chromo, and any one of tbe Newwpaper* In tbe neighborhood of Terr* Haute all for PUX).

JU8T LOOK AT IT!

The Mail, price Your County paper, price.— The Chromo, worth...

Total

All

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... 12 002 00 4 00-

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ft. WEMTPALL,

Pabluiher Hatuniay Evening Mali, TERKKHAUTK, IND