Saturday Evening Mail, Volume 8, Number 3, Terre Haute, Vigo County, 14 July 1877 — Page 6

THE MAIL

A PAPER FOR THE PEOPLE.

THE FR098 AND* THE DRUNKARD.

BY XXILY

3.

Anther of End

rxmriKo'.

Down here at the south where the summers are long. And the ponds fall of frogs which croak load and strong, There Is an old story-l think it Is trafr— Which I know yoa will like when I tell It to yon, A poor drunken man going homeward one Wlttaja£otll Arrivetf at a stream where the footlogs were

And he was too tipsy to walk them at aU. A solemn old frog close by on a chunk, Bald sternly ana slow, "Yon are drank I

You are drunk t"

The man staggered back, and nodding his head, He stammered and hiccupped, but honest-

Jy g&ld

-I—I spects that

I

is,

an'so

is Dan Crow.

"Little Dan, too! little Dan, too little Dan, tool" Paid quickly and load ajolly you ag frog That salai nis ease on an old knotty log, "Yes, old Dan an' young Dan, but who tole "Don^Yknow! don't I knew! don't I know! don't! know?"

Was uttered so prompt .y right close at his He turned in amazement and gravely replied "It seems that y'rdo!—it does, on my soul When out drawled another.' Yoa-ah-stcle you-ah-stole!" "And wot did I steal ?—oeme, te.'l me: now come," ••Jug-o'-rum!1 Jng-o'-i am! Jug-o rum! Jag o'-ruin! A solemn voice said then a pert little one "Side bacon! side bacon! side bacon! side bacon!" And at the same instant, to add to his woe, "Tobacco! tobacco! tobacco! tobacco! Waa* rang out so sharply so qnick and so He thought it was time that homehe should

So right*through the water he started to wade, But hardly a third of the way had he made When quickly called outa shrill little peep er, "Kneo deep and deeper! knee-«e?pana deeper kueedeep and deeper!' "Well knee deep ordeeper, I'll soon leave babel/' "Notable! notable! notable! notable!" Rose mookingly near, and then all around A dozen new voices began to resound. He was now growing sober, but in snch a He coulaiiot peroelve that a mild, pleasant night Had brsught out the frogs in a numerous force To practice their croaking, shrill, piping or hoarse. .. He started to run, but never could tell How often he stumbled, and staggered and fell* But his knees were so weak and the footpath HO rough, That of bruises and hurts he had more than enough. At last he readied home and declared to his He'd taste no more liquor the rest of his life. For he had beeu chased by a thousand young demons, Or else he "was teched with theleereum tremens."

THE

Circuit Rider.

A

LOVE STORY OF EARLY LIFE IN THE WEST.

BT EDWARD EGGLESTON.

The Hooaier Schoolmaster" of the World," Mystery of juetropolisville" etc,

TThe Circuit Rider was commenced In The Saturday Evening Mall, Vol. 7. No. 43. April 31. Baofc numbers can be had of newsd alum, or at this office, or sent by mail for five cents each.*]

OHATER XXVIII.

4

TATTY AND HER PATIENT. We left Patty standing irresolute in the road. IJhe latch string of her father's house was drawn in she most find another home. Every Methodist cabin would be opon to her. of oourse Colonel Wheeler would be only too glad to receive her. But Colenel Wheeler and all the Methodist people were openly hostile to her father, and delicacy forbade her allying herself so closely with her father's foes. She did not want to foredose every door to a reconciliation. Mrs. Goodwin's was not to be thought of. There was bat one plsce, and that was with Kike's mother, the widow Lurnsden, who, as a relative, was naturally hor first resort in exile.

Here she found a cordial welcome and here she found the schoolmaster, still attentive to the widow, though neither he nor shb dared think of marriage with Kike's awful displeasure in the back-

•WA well," said Brady, when the homeless Patty had reoeived permission to stay in the cabin of her aunt-in-law: •Well, well, how sthrange things comes to pass, Miss Lumsben. You turned a* ... A.— L.M||||tItKAilta^ that »glyi •I wish Moirto'u noo, uow don't oit Revlnge Is swate, and this sort of revinge would be swater on many accounts.'

The heiress Patty could say nothing, and Brady looked out of the window and

oontimiod.

in a sort of soliloquy:

••Molrtou would be that glad. Ha! Ha! He'd say the divll niver served him a better thrick than by promptin' the Captin to iurft*ye out. It'll eimplHf matters for Moirton. A sum's aiaier to do when It's simplified, loike. An now it'll be as aisy to Moirton when he bears about it,las twice one is two—as simple as puttin' two halves together to make a unit.' H«fre the master rubbed his hands in glee. He was pleased with hisillustrat on. Then he wutterod:. •They'll agree in iilttder. number and parson! •Mr. Brady, don't think you ought to make Alft of me.' •Make fun of ye! Bliss yer dair little heart, It aln!t In y®r ould schooiuiasther to make fan ot ye, whin ye've done yer do^r^i wMoaVy throyin' to congratllate ye on how aisy Moirton would conjugate the whole thing whin he hears about it.'

Now, Mr. Brady,'said Patty, drawing herself up with her old pride, 'I know there will be those who will say that joined the church to get Morton back, I want you to say that Morton is to bo married—was probably married to day

dver come out roight,' he said, as he absently pat on hls hat. 'They talk about aplcial proyidinees,' hesollloqulaabout splclal provldinees,' he soliloquised, as he walked away, *aud I thought as had caught one at last. But it does same sometoimes as if blunthertn' O irishman lolke mesilf could turn the univarse better If be had ahoit of the atairtn*oar. Bui pahs! WTeonlyr one or two pete

of

me

own to took sftfe

God has to git husbands fcr lvery woman ixcipt the old maids. An swae women has to have two, of is the Wlddy Lumsden! But

Mlthe-

dism upsets everything. Koike's sore-

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llgious that be east love anybody W God. and be dent know now to jptty thim that does. And Kolkels made as both mortally sfeard of his goodness. I wish he'd fall desd In love himself once thin he'd know how it fales!'

Patty soon found that her father coo Id not brook her presence in the neighborhood, and that the widow's boejrttallty to her was resented as an set of hostility to him. 8he accordingly set herself to find some means of getting away from the neighborhood, ana at the same time of earning a living.

Ha

of ram in his coat buttoned

small,

Inge Ing on the circuit to which Hissawaobee belonged, and, hearing of Patty's esse, be proposed to get her employment ss hsd heard that a teacher teacher.

was wanted in the neighborhood of the Hickory Ridge church, where the conference had met. So Fatty was settled as a teacher. For ten hours a

to 'in com pre hen Ml it y' and its octopedal companions. And she boarded round, but Dr. Morgan, the Preebyterian ex-minister, when he learned that she was Kike's cousin, snd sufferer for her religion, insisted that her Suedays should be passed in his bouse. And being almostas much a pastor as a doctor among thp people, he soon found Patty a rare helper in his labors among the poor ana sick. Something of good breeding and refinement there was in her manner that made her seem a being above the poor North Carolinians who had moved into the hollows, and her kindness was all the more grateful on account of her dignity. She was *a grand lady,' they declared, and besides was 'a kinder sorter angel like, ye kuow in her way of tendin' folks what's sick.' They loved to tell how 'she nussed Bill Turner's wife through the awfulest spell of the yaller janders you ever seed sn' toted Miss Cole's baby roun' all night the night her ole man was fotch home shot through the arm with his own good fer nothin' keerleesness. She's better'n forty doctors, root or call mile.'

One day Doctor Morgan called at the school bouse juat as the long spelling class bad broken up, and Patty was gfetting ready to send the children home. The doctor sat on his horse while each of the boys, with hat in one band and dinner basket in the other, walked to the door, and, after the fashion of those good old days, turned round and bowed awkwardly at the teacher, Some bobbed their beads forward on thoir breasts some jerked them sldewlse some, more respectful, beut their bodies into crescents. Each seemed alike glad when he was through with this abominable bit of ceromony, the only bit of ceromony in the whoie round of their lives. The girls, in short linsey dresses, with cop-

Doctor Morgan explained to Patty that a strange man was lyinjg wounded at the house of a family named Barkins, on HigginsRun. The man refused to give his name, and the family would not tell what they knew about him. As Barkins bore a bad reputation it was quite likely that the stranger belonged to some band of thieves who lived by horse stealing and plundering emigrants. He seem toaaifg to be* in great mental anguish, but ovldently distrusted the doctor.' The doctor therefore wished Patty to spend Saturday at Barkln's* and do what an© could for the patient. 'It is our business to do the man good,' said Doctor Morgan, 'not to have him arrested. Gospel is always better than Law.

On Saturday morning the doctor had a horse saddled with a side saddle for Patty, and he and she rode to Hlggln's Hollow,* a desolate, rocky glen, where once lived a noted outlaw irom whom the hollow took its nsme, and where now resided a man who was suspected of giving much indirect assistance to the I tangs of thieves that infested the oounry though he was too lame to be actively engaged in any bold enterprises.

Barkins nodded his head In a surly fashion at Patty as she crossed the threshold, and Mrs. Barkins, a square shouldered, raw boned woman, looked, half inclined to dispute the passage of any woman over her door sill. Patty felt a shudder of foar go through her frame at the thought of staying in such a place all day but Doctor Morgan had an authoritative way with such people. When called to attend a patient, he put the whole house under martial law. 'Mrs. Baikins, I hope our patient's better. He needs a good deal done for him to-day, and I brought the school mistress to help you, knowing you hsd a houseful of children and plenty of work. 'I've got a powerful eight to do, Doctor Morgan, but you had orter know better'n to fetch asohoolmiss in to spy out abody's housekeeping 'theutgivin' folks half a chance to bresh up a llule. I 'low she haint never lived in no holler. In no log house with ten of the ww Chlldern you ever seed and a dec rep pled ole men.' She sulkily brushed off a stool with her apron and offered It to Patty.

But Patty, with quick tact, laid her sunbonnet on the bed, and, while the doctor went into the only other room of the bouse to see the patient, she seized upon the woman's dish towel and went to wiping the yellow crockery as Mrs. Bar "ledit, and to prevent the crabbed remonstrance which that lady hsd

kins wash

ready, she began to tell how she had tried to wipe dishei when the was little, and how ahe had upset the table and split everything on the floor. -She looked into Mrs. Barkins' face with so much friendly confidence, her laugh had so much assurance of Mrs. Barkina concurrence in it, that the square vissge relaxed

a little, and the woman proceeded to show her increasing friendliness by boxing 'Jane Marie? for •stan'in too closte to the lady and starrin at her that away.*

Just tbea the doctor opened the squeaky door and beckoned to Patty.

•I will wills down

day ahe

showed children how to 'do sums,' heard their lessons in Lindlev Murra listened to them droning through moralizing poems in the 'Didactic* partment of the old English Reader, and taught them spelling from the 'a

de

aba'

Sead

dancing

'Miss Lumsden,' said the doctor, when the teacher appeared, 'I am sorry to see you so tired. I want you to go honiie with me. I have some work for you to do to-morrow.'

There were no buggies in that day. The roads were mostly bridle paths, and those that would admit wagons would have shaken a buggy to pieces. Patty climbed upon a fence corner, and the doctor rode as close as possible to the fence whore she stood. Then she dropped upon the horse behind him, and the iiwo rode off together.

ti

•I've brought you the only medicine that will do you any Idly, to the sick nan. /This is Mtaa Luimihfi out schoolmistress, and the bZThand In sickness you «f«r saw. She will stay with you jlor an

**The natient turned his wan face over

tlecianly instincts, for he lookgd about the room for a seat for Patty*. Ttt can of myself.' said Patty, dwerfttUyseeing his anxious desire to be polite.

B£S3fcS£!

tionetoPatty they read: *1 leave you a lamb among wolves. But the Shepherd is bertTltii the «ly chance to save the poor fallow's Ufa or his sool.

I

will send Nettie over In an

hour with felly, and if you wauttocome home with her you can do so.

I

willrtop

at noon.' With that he bade her goodbye and was gone. Patty put the room in order wind off the etek man's templea, and hen he he" soon fall into a Bleep. awoke she stain wiped bis ftwe with oold water. 'My mother used to do that,' he said. •Is she dead?' aaked Patty, reverently. 'I think not. I have been a bad man, and it is a wonder that I didn't break her heart. I would like to eee her.' 'Where Is she?' aaked Patty.

The patient lxked at her auspiciously: 'What's the use of bringing my disgrace home to her dooiT'besjud. 'But I think she would bear your disgrace and everything else for the sake of wiping your face as 1 do.' •I believe she would,' said the wounded man, tremulously. 'I would like to go to her, snd ever eince I came away 1 nave meant to go as soon as I could get in the way of doing better. But I

et worse all the time. I'll soon be now, and I don't care how soon. The sooner the better,' and he sighed wearily.

Patty had the tact not to contradict him. •Didj our mother ever read to you? she asked. 'Yee she used to read the Bible on Sundays snd I used to run away tokeep from hearing it. I'd give everything to hear her read now.' 'Shall I read to you?' 'If you pleaae.' 'Shall I read your mother's favorite chapter?' aaid Patty. 'How do you know which that isT—I don't!' 'Don't yon think one woman knows how another woman feels?' asked Patty And she sat by the little four light win dow and took out her pocket Testament and read the three immortal parables in the fifteeuthof Luke. The man's curiosity was now wide awake be listened to the story of the sheep lost and found, but when Patty glanced at his face, it was unsatisfied he hearkened to the story of the coin that was lost and found and still be looked at her with faint eagerness, as if trying to guess why she should call that his mother's favorite chapter. Then she read slowly, and with sincere emotion, that truest of fie* tions, the tale of the prodigal son and his hunger, and Us good resolution, and his tattered return, and the old father's joy. And when she looked up, his eyes tiuhtly closed could not hide his tears. 'Do you think that Is her favorite chapter?' he asked. •0/course It must be,' said Patty, conclusively. 'And you'll notice that this prodigal eon didn't wait to make himself better, or even until he could get a new suit of clothes.' 'I

The sick man said nothing. The raw boned Mrs. Barkins came to the door at that moment and said: 'The doctor's gal's out yer and want's to see you.' ... .. 'You wont go away yet?' asked the patient, anxiously. 'I'll stay,' said Patty, as she left the room.

Nettle, with her fresh face and dimpled cbeeks, Was standing timidly at the outside door. Fatty took the jelly from her hand and sent a note to the Doctor: •The patient is doing well every way, and I am in the safest place in tho world --doing my duty.'

And when the doctor read it be said, in his uervously abrupt fashion: 'Perfect »D8e«V-

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CHAPTER XXIX.

I A S O N E

I

Even wounds and bruises hesl more rapidly when the heart is cheered, snd as Patty, after spending Saturday and Sunday with the patient, found time to eome in and give him his breskfast every morning before she went to school he grew more and more cheerful, and the doctor announced in his sudden style that he'd 'get along.' In all her interviews Patty was not only a woman but a Methodist. She resd the Bible and talked to the man about repentanoe and she ould not hsve been a Methodist of that day had she neglected to pray with him. She oould not guess wbetLerwbat she add hsd any influence on him or not. Once she was startled and lost faith in any good reault of her labors when sbe happened, in arranging things about the room to come upon a hideous wolf skin oap and some very heavy false whiskers. Sbe hsd mors than suspeetod all along that her patient was a highwayman, but upon eeeingthe very disguises in which his crimes bad been oommitted, she shuddered, and aaked herself whether a man so hardened that he waa capable of theft—perhape of murder—could ever be any better. Sbe found herself, after that, trying to Imagine how the wounded man would look in so fierce a mask. But she soon remembered all that she had learned of the Methodist faith in the power of the Divine Spirit Working In the worst of sinners, and sbe got her testament and read aloud toUie

of tb* crucified thie.. It was on Thursday morning, a Biped him take his breskfast—he ttiog propped up in bed—that he tied her moet effectually* Lifting bfa •yes. and looking straight at her with the sort of stare that comes of feebleness he asked: •Did you ever know a young Methodist circuit rider named Goodwin?'

sday morning, as she

helped bim take his breskfast—h AFTUNOR NNMMD UD in bed—that he star-

Patty thought that he was penetrating her secret. She turned away to bide her face, and said: •I used to go to sohool with him when we were children.' 'I heard him preach a sermon awhile aso.' said the patient, 'that made me tremble all over. He's a great preacher. I wish I was ss good ss be fa.'

Patty made some remark about hi*

'I used to bear that he had been a little hard—awore and drank and gambled, to sav nothing of dancing and betting on hSsea! B&tbey sal/some girl jilted him in that day. I suppose heme into bad habita because «be Jilted him, or elsed she jilted him because he wasbadl Do yon know anything about it?' •Yes.' 'She's a hearUeasthlng, 1-suppose?*,

Patty reddened, but the sick man did not see it* Bbe wss going to defandher-aelf-he most knew that she wasthi person—but how? Tbenshe rosaember edthat he wsa only repeating what had been a matter of common gosmp.uid fMiiwr «r mlsuhlefonsnw led her to •Sheactedbadly-^psdhUn b». nse he became a Metbodfctf.' •But there was troaole before thsLI thought. When be gambled swsy hls

^bW^h bar father*Ittdnk,' said"Fatty, casting about in her own mind how aha might clung* the conver aatios.

•Give bar Ikead to many Goodwin now, FUbelf'ssldtbemao. Patty now plead that she must batfmi to school. 8he omitted reading tbe Blbleand prayer with the patientfortbst morning. It waa Just aa wall. There are stateaof mind not favorable to any but the most private devotions.

On evening Ftfty Intended to

KbyFridaysawahorsss

the mhin moment, but on comnear ahe tiedjn front of It, and bar heart failed her. She reasoned thattheae horses belonged to members of the gang and she could not bring heiaslf to plunge Into their midst In the duSk of tne evening. But on Saturday morning she found the strangers not yet gone, and heard them apeak of the nek roan as 'Pinkev.' Too soft! too solt! altogether,' said one. 'We ought to have ahlpped him Here the conversation was broken off

The siek man, whom the others called Pinkey, ahe found very unessy. He waa glad to aee her, and told her ahe muat stay by bim. He seemed anxious for the men to go away which at last thoy did. Then he listened until Mrs. Barkins and her children became sufficiently uproarious to warrant him in talking. •I wantyou to save a man's life.' •Whoeer •Preseher Goodwin's.'

Patty turned pale. She had not the heart to aak a queetion. •Promise me that you will not betray me and I'll tell you all about it.'

Patty promised. •He's to b» killed as he goee through Wild Cat Woods on Sunday afternoon He preaohee in Jenkinsville st eleven, and at Salt Fork at three.- Between the two he will be killed. You must go yourself. Thev'll never suspect you of such a ride.

If any man goee out ot

this settlement, and there's a warning given, he'll be ahot. You must go through the woods to-night. If you go in the daytime, you and Twill both ba killed, maybe. Will you do it?'

Patty had her full ahare of timidity. But in a moment she saw a vision of Morton Goodwin alain. •I will go,' •You must not tell the doctor a word about where you're going you luusi not tell Goodwin how you got the information.' •He may not believe me.' •Anybody would believe you.' •But he will think that I have been deceived, and he cannot bear to look like a coward.' 'That's true,' said Pinkey. 'Give me a piece of paper I will write a word that will convince him.'

He took a little piece of paper, wrote one word and folded it. 'I can trust you you must not open this paper,' ho aaid. •I will not,' said Patty. 'And now you must leave and not come back here until Monday or Tuesday. Do not leave the settlement until five o'clock. Barkins will watoh you when you leave here. Don't go to Dr. Morgan's till'afternoon and you will get rid of all suspicion. Take the east road when you start, and then if anybody is watching they will think that you are going to the lower settlement. Turn round at Wright's corner. It will be dark by the time you reach the Lone Bottom, but there is only one trail through the woods. You must ride through to-night or you cannot reach Jenkinsville to-morrow. God will help you, I suppose, if He ever helps anybody, which I don't more than half believe.'

Patty went away bewildered. The journey did not aeem so dreadful as the long waiting. She bad to appear unconcerned to the people with whom she boarded. Toward evening she told them ahe wss going away until Monday, and at iLve o-clock she was st the doctor'a door trembling lest some mlshsp should prevent her getting ,a horse. •Patty, howdy?! said the doctor, eyeing her agitated face sharply. 'I didn't find you at Barkins's as I expected when I got there this morning. Sick man didn't aay much. Anything wrong? What scared you away?' ,t 'Doctor, I want to ask a favor.' .. 'You shall have anything yotrask.' 'But I want you to let me have It on trust, and ask me no queetlons and make no objections.' 'I will trust you.' •I must havo a horse at once for a journey.' •Thia evening?' •This evening.' •But, Patty, I said I would trust you but to go away so late, Unless It Is a matter of life and death———' •It is a matter of lifeand death.' 'And you can't trust me?' 'It la not my secret. I promised not to tell you.' •Now, Patty, I must break my promise and aek questions. Are you certain you are not deceived? Mayn't there be some plot? Mayn't I go with you? Is it likely thst a robber should take any interest in saving the life of the person you speak of?' ratty looked a little startled, 'I may be deceived but I feel so sure that I ought to go that I will try to go on foot, ifleannotgeta horse.' •Patty, I don't like thia. But I can only trust your judgment. You ought not to have been bound not to tell me.' •It is a matter of life and death that I ahall go. It is a matter of life and death to another that it ahall not be known that I went. It la a matter of life and deiatb to you and me both that yon ahall not go with me." •la the life you are going to save worth risking your own for? IS it only the life of a robber?1 •Ufa a Ufe worth move than mine. Aak me no more queetlone, but have Bob saddled for me.' Patty spoke aa one not to be refused.

The horse waa brought ottt, and Patty mounted, half eagerly and half timidly. •When will you come baek?',

In time for aehool, Monday.' ^, •Patty, think again before you start,' called the doctor. •There'a no time to think,' said Patty, aa she rode away. ...J .., •I ought to have forbidden it,' til* doctor muttered to hlmsslf a hundred times in the next, forty-eight hows.

When ahe had ridden a mile on the road that led to the 'lower eettlement' she turned an acute angle, and came haek on the bynotbenuse of a right

a

led triangle. Ifl may apeak so|eomeally. Sbe thu^went more than two mllea to strike the main ttall toward Jenkinsville, at a point only a mile

aaPlnkey told her she woiriiatdark. She waa appalled at the tbtfaj^ of Tidlas sixteen nallsa through nawiaa must orteeeh twee In the night overa bridle pttfrf Sbe reined upher home, folded herhsnds, andoffcred a fattent for courage snd beln,und then rode into the blackness abeed.

In this very vslley

I know It will be

Thh legend, which reaches nae flrom toe verynSghborboodof the oewronesjls Hu^whwu^tty had nerved herself for

her liboelyaad perilouaride by prayer, there same to hsr. out of the dsrkaeae of the forest, two beautiful dog* One. of them started ahead of bar hone and one of them became he* rear guard. Protected and comforted by berdomb potn-

Gniona,

Fatty rode all thsss ioueeome

urs in that wilderness bridle path. Sbe came, at midnight, to a aettlerto •e on the farther verge ken forest and found lo dgi lay in the yard, the settler's wife

of the unbroging. The dogs

In the eaiiy morning

wife oameout and epoke to

them but they gave bar no recognition at alL Fatty came few momenta later when they aroae and greeted her with all the eloquence of dumb Menda, and then, having eeen her safely through the woods and through the night, the two beautiful doga, wagging a friendly farewell, plunged again into the foreet and went—no man knowa whither.

Huoh la the legend of Patty'e Ride as it came to me well avouched. DoubtIces Mr. John Fiske or Mr. M. D. Conway eould explain it all away and show how there waa only one dog, and that he was not besutlful, but a stray bull dog with a atumpy tpll. Or that the whole thing is but a 'solar myth.' The middlo ages have not a more pleasant story than this of angels sent In the form of dogs to oonvoy a brave lady on a noble mission through a dangerous forest. At any rate, Patty believed that the dumb guardians were answers to her

She hade them good by as they in the mystery whence they

osmej and rode on, rejoicing in so aigual a mark of God's favor to her euterprlae. Sometimes her heart was sorely troubled at the thought of Morton's being already the husband of another, and all that Sunday morning ahe took leesons in that hardest part of Christian living— the uttering of the little petition which

fandsall

ivee the inevitable over into God's and submits to the accomplishment of His will.

She reached Jenkinsville at half-past eleven. Meeting had already begun. 3he knew the Methodist church by Its general air of square ugliness, and near it she hitched old Bob.

When she entered the church Morton waa preaching. Her long s\iubonnet was a sufficient disguise, and she eat upon the back soat listening to the voice whose music waa once all her own. Morton waa preaching on self denial and he made eome allusions to his own trisls when he became Christian which deeply touched the.audlenoe, but which moved none so much aa Patty.

The congregation was dismissed but the members remained to 'class,' wbioh Was always led by the preacher when he was present. Most of the members Sat near thepulpit, but when the 'outsiders' had gone Patty sat lonesomely on the back seat, with a large space between her and the rest. Morton asked each one to speak, exhorting each in turn. At last, when all the rest had spoken, he walked back to where Patty sat, with her face hidden In her sun bonnet, and thus addressed hen 'My strange sister, will you tell us how It is with you to-day? Do you feel that you have an Interest In the Sav lor?'

Very earnestly, simply, and with a tinge of melancholy Patty spoke. There was that In her superior diction and in her delicacy of expression that won upon the listeners, so thst, ss she ceased the brethren and sisters uttered cordial ejaculations of 'The Lord bless our strange sister,' and so on. But Morton? From the first word he was thrilled with the familiar sound of the voice. It could not be Patty, for why should Patty be In Jenkinsville? And above all why should she be In class meeting? Of her conversion be had not heard. But though it eeemed to him Impossible thst it oould be Patty,there was yet a something In voice snd msnner and choice of words thst hsd almost overcome him and though he was noted for the freshness of the counsels that he gave in class

meeting, be was so embarrassed by the sense of having known the speaker that he could not think of anything to say. He fell hopelessly into that trite exhortation with which the old leaders were wont to cover their inanity. •Sister,' he said, 'you know the waywalk in it.'

Then the brethren and sisters-sang: Oh brethren will you meet me On Canaan's happy shore?* And the meeting was dismissed. The members thought themselves bound to speak to the strsnge sister. Sheevsded their kindly questions a* they each ahook bands with her, only answering that she wished to spesk with Brother Goodwin. The preacher was eager and curious to converse with, her, but one of the old brethren hsd buttonholed him to complain that Brother Hawkins had tended a barbecue the week before and be thought that he bad ought to be 'read out' if he didn't make confession. When the old brother bad finished bis complslnt and had left the church, Morton was glad to see the strange sister lingering at the door. He offerra bis hand and ssld:

A stranger bere, I suppose?' •Not quite a stronger. Morton.' •Patty, is that your' Morton exclaimed.

Patty for her part was pleased and si-

'Are you Methodist then?'

^°'To save my life! How?f" •r came to tell you that if you go to Salt Ftor* this afternoon yon will be killed on tho way.' •How do you know?* 'You must not ask aby questions, cannot toll you auythihg more.' •lamafraid, Patty, you have believed somebody who wanted to scare me.

Patty remembered the mysterious Dleoe of paper which Pink had given to hen Sto banded it to Morton, and

'I dont know whft In this, but the person who sent the message ssld that you would understand.'

Morton opened tho paper and started 'Where la bSf' he aska^. •You must not ssk questions,' ssld Patty,

smiling faintly.

•And yon rode sll the way 6tm Hlsaawachee to tell met' •Not at all. When I Joined the church Father nulled the latch string In. I am teaching ecbool at Hickory Ridge.' •Oome, Patty, you musT have some dinner.' Morton led her hqwy_ to tha of one of the members Introduced hsr aa ai old achoolmafee, who had brourtt him «a important warning, and asked that abe might roc

Ha than asked Fatly to let him go back with her or asnd an aaoort, both of wktah ehe firmly rafbaaa. Be left the houae and in a minute aatonhis Dolly bafors the gate. Ati^ofDoHyPiitty could have wspfc He called her to the

'Ifyro won't let nw go with you I muet go to Salt Ferk. Thaae men must nndatatand thatl nm not afraid. I shall ride tenmlle^ farthw round and they will never know bow 1 did it. Ifolly

can do It, though. How shall I thank you for risking your life for me? Fatty ifl can evjsr serve you, let me know, and I'll die for you. 1 would'rattier die for yon than not.' 'Thank you, Morton. Ton are married, I hear.' ,, •Not married, but I am to be married.' He apoka half bitterly, but Patty waa too busy suppressing her own emotion

'I hope you'll be happy.' She had determined tossy so much. 'Patty, I tell you I am wretched, and will be till I die. I am marrying one I never choee. .1 am utterly miserable. Why didn't you leave me to be waylaid and killed? My life isn't worth the saving. But God bleee you, Patty.'

So saying he touched Dolly with the spurs and was aoon gone away around the Wolf Creek road—a long hard ride, with no dinner, and a sermon to preach at three o'elook.

And all the hour that Patty ate and reated In Jenklnavllle her hostess entertsined her with accounta of Sister Ann Eliza Meacham, whom Brother Goodwin was to marry. She heard bow eloquent wss Sister Meacbam in prayer. how earnest in Christian labor, and what a model preaoher's wife she would be. But the good Mater sdded slyly that she didn't more than half believe Brother Goodwin wanted to marry at all. He'd tried his best to give Ann Ell-' za up once, but oouldnt do It.

Wnen Patty rode out of the village that afternoon she did her best, as a good Christian, to feel sorry that Mor,ton oould not love the one he was to marry. In an Intellectual way ahe did regret It, butln her heart she was a woman. [TO BE CONTINUED.]

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Golden Words,

Avoid a slanderer, as you would a.^, scorpion. We respect ourselves more If we have succeeded.

Great men are scarce but there are many great grandchildren. A great man will neither trample on a worm, nor cringe before a king.

An ingenuous mind will feel in unmerited praise the bitterest reproof. Your enemies can tell you more truth about yourself than your friends.

By trusting your own soul you snail, gain a greater confidence in men. Bach man has an aptitude born with him to do easily some feat Impossible to any other.

A desire to say things which no one a id a a in body ought to say.

It isto be doubted whether he wlU\' ever fiud the way to heaven, who de---sires to go thither alone.

Men are apt to hunt more patiently to discover a heresy than to find an opportuuity to do good.

Men will never know us by our faith,

forthatia within ua they know us by our works, which are visible to them. When a map dies the world asks, "How much did be leave?" but the angels ask, "How much did he bring with bim?"

There is nothing sooner overthrows a

j:-

weak head, than opinion of authority, like too strongs liquor for a frail glass. *vThe hsnd which casts into the water of life a stone of offence, knows not how far the circle thus caused may spread, their agitations.

Cheerfulness is like the widow's measure of meal the more Is spent the more remain*, and both tho rsoaivcr and*giver are enriched.

Publlo sentiment is the sum of individual opinions, and of course he who contributes to form this sum is responsible for a

share of Its resulting evils or

its benefits. The owl wss something more than an owl who told the butterfly that if be would keep from being singed he must not even go near the smoke, much less theflsme.

Jt is only necessary for a truly noble man to grow old, to become more chant ,«• able and Indulgent. 1 see no fault committed that I have not committed myaslf. —[Goethe.

He who eata his breskfast and supper .ihome cannot get very far away during the day so he thst begins snd onds the day with prayer, will not get very faraway fromnia heavenly Father.

The oondltion of women is the best measure of the progress of civilization. Wherever the Intellectual and spiritual rises above the physical, there woman is Elevated, respected and revered.

Never be

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ashamed

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'I am.'. •And what brought you to Jenkinsville?' be said, greatly agitated. •To save- your Hfe. I am glad can make you some amend for the way I treated you the laat time I aaw

of confessing your

ignorance, for the wisest man upon earth is Ignorant of many things, insomuch that what he knows is merrnothiw lp eomparisonwitb what he does not know everything J.

Suppose you

wan'tasay'to

s^rowjtree

«uu suvyvev —4 mi*-T llat of formulas for It to follow. Why. the life within it Is ifa

own

architect and

maker it is stronger than anything els J. It Will always be a fgseJ"®. ,"n®SSh,j!} circumstances—It is the roee-life within ,lfl that keeps it so.

Distress and, failure excite our pity,v wbHe sucoess.too often excites our envy. it is essy to pitf those falling behind us in the race, but not so ^easy to have ajoyful sympathy with those nedt andw» neck with us, or to rejoice heartily with those whom deetness, or pluck, or.favoring circumstances permit to outstrip us, and thst too, when their success In no way interferes with our own. Yet the an a it at rejoioe."—[Rev. E. F. Howe.

A CONDENSED NOVEL,^ [Boston Traaacript.1 Ex-Benator Foster, of Connecticut, at one time vice prcsiaeot of the United States, when just beginning to get on in, life, became enamored with a fashionable, young lady, whose worth consisted in her draw. He took his betrothed to see his patents, who w*re living in a humble and modest way. This young miss WP"*"*® her pride and feeling until they had left the house, when she indignantly exclaimed. "Don't you ever take me to such eomj* mon people againl" Mr. Foster quietly? escortedner nome, and left return. Two years afterwards Mr. Foste* named sn estimable JQUpg lady, the_ belle of Boston.

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At a recent meeting in which there waa much religious interest, an old inan save expression to his jw by shouting, on in it it an to in JS?urttbeservloea. BrotherH.ssidto Brother W« "Go and stop tlmt old man's noised He went to him and spok» fem wards and the shouting manjj%, once became aulet. BrotherH. saked Brother

W., "What did yen say to nian that quieted him so

n*nm

.TIT ut

aalrAfl

old Brother W.

repiied,

"Issked him tot

dollar for foreign missions."