Saturday Evening Mail, Volume 8, Number 39, Terre Haute, Vigo County, 9 March 1878 — Page 6

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THE MAIL

A PAPER FOU THE PEOPLE.

Written For The Mall.

THE BRIDE'S APPEAL

OK, THE PICTURE IN THE GLASS.

I, BY BS/A sc*i

"Pledge, with wine!" the jniMts nil cried, "Pledge with wine ihe new-made bride,", "Pledge wiih wine S" now rang through the room, "Pledge, yes pledge to the bride ard g*oom.! All eyes were turned on the fairyoung bride A* proudly she stood her hutband beside.

The bridal wreath crown* mr snowy brow. Pal* as a Illy her fair ch^H m»w, Her breath comes quick and her heart beats fast. s, As she thinks of a time,

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"I we!" she cries, "a lonely spot Tall mountaius crowned with evergreen Bweet flo tfers bloom on every side. .. And at their base a lovely stream,»',l

Great trees wave in the scented air, And sweetest songsters tarry long,**-' 'lis Edenlike beyond compare, ,i.

Ho rich In verdure, bloom and song.

"But see! a group of Indians now, Are gathered on a

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Not a rustle or sound la IimimI. They sptak. and touch his hand fzontly, But he moves noi, nor mu rw a word. Dead and no aoft hand to hoot ho huu

Not one of his kindred tjlah. To catch the last wordao: the lug, Ortnarkt he last quivering nigh.

"Dead In the lone, wild foreM .*nd there they make him a icrave, JCnd silently sadly, hey lay I I in

At rest in the mouutain aJe. Henleept in a far distant

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With trembling hand and t/^r-dimnjeaeye, Firmly she pats the ciystal by. jf£|'

••Lay aside yonr scruples for once, mv child," Bald the Judge, in low and anxious tones, "The guetfts all wait, and sorely 'tis right To please them on this, your wedding night." Rlowly she raised her fair young head,„ Until her sweet blue eyes met his own

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Met his own with a look so wild, The Judge In wonder gazed on bis child. «rasping the crystal she holds it aloft, h-

Evtry eye is bent on the lovely bride., "By this tempter a noble soul was lost! Lost in his youthful manhood's pride. Behold she cries, "what a terrible sight

In this glass of ruby wine 1 see! Listen, my friends, while I paint the scene That In this glass is revealed to me.

of green.

JLlke statues carved In bronze are they, 8o still and motionless they seem. Their dark eyes, filled with pity, gaze

Upon a y*ungand manly form, That lies upon the bright green sward, Helpless, with pain and anguish torn.

"A form of manly beauty, All wrecked and tempest-tossed, A soul,once pure and noble, '-"H

Now seared with sin and lost. Genius in ruins. Look on him Mark the forehead, so noble and fair And the eye*, that once beamed so/softly

Sow lit with a maniacal glare,

"See how he struggles! hark, how he raves! Wildly clutches the empty air! Hear, oh, hear, how he shrirks for life! •Save me!' he Ciles in his wild despair. To heaven he lifts bis trembling hands

Wildly he cries for mercy now. The hot fever rushes through his veins, The death damp is thick on his brow.

"Hark, he speaks! 'tis his father's name, H»ls cal lng In low and piteous tones. Now the madness is on hliu again,

And the air is filled with his slirlebs and groans. 'Sister, dear sister,' hear him cry, 'Why, oh. why did I leave you to roam? Why did I yield to the tempter that led

Me away from my loved ones and home.'

••Dimmer and dimmer grows his sight Weakly lie struggles and ijasps for breath. HOOR the lorn heart will cease to beat, ,,

Moon the weary soul will be at rest. "Tisevenlng, calm and holy. And the moon beams solt down, Gently she touches Ills forehead,

And the red men gathered around. I "Deep lence reigns In he forot. &

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No stone marks the lonely spot, The only son of my father, My darling brother, Wilmoll" The guests, with awe, gaze on the bride,

As she paints that touching seen**. Upeilbound they stand, move not nor speak. Like one inspired she seems. Untasted Is the ruby wine, lliattrem les in their grasp, 8o vivid is the picture

She draws lioin out the gists. "Yes, he filed, my own gei tie brother, A v.ctlni to this d« ad bane." An.l she points to tin *|irHl ng wine cup,

Wlnletears down lief eheekslall like rain. "»h«ll I drink of this pols n, my father? shall drink of this tempter, Wlue? Tha, robbei you of an only son,

In llto'searly iair spring time?" •No, no, my child in God's name, no I" Cries the Judge lu accents of pain, accursed, and never, no never,

Will 1 look ou the tempter again Tor wine t* a demon and mocker, And will lead our footsteps as,ray From th straight, uarrow path of virtue,

To the broad and downward way. -•It will tempt with its glow and sparkle, It will lure us to shame ano sin, And nib us of all that we love best.

Like an adder It lcavelh a sliug. firm as tlu lil lis everlasting, Firm a* rock, I stand, Resolved that henceforth and foreVef, "I'll be a leinperanc man

SUSIE GARLAND.

THE sTOHV OF A POOR GIRL. BY WLTTT 8IKK8.

The story oj Susie Garland was commenced in The Mall last week. It opens In a tarm house near the Palisades on the Hudson river, above the city of New York, George Hey singer, a young artist from the «tty, who has gone out to view the beauties of nature aud breathe the pure country alr YtsT.s the home of Farmer Garland-a happy home—in which dwell the farmer, his wife, and "Little Tcotaey." The latter listens eagerly to Ills description of the great city, and she longs to see it. Ten years pass—the artist neglects to renew his visit, although the pleasant home Is not forgotten. Basle Garland, grown to be a girl of seventeen, has almost forgotten that she was ever called "Tootsey." Farmer Garland would make a lady of his girl, and she has been to boarding school. The pretty ftu-m has been sold for debt the termer has died of a fever aud the mother goes with the daughter to live with a sister In the city. The sister dies, anl Mm. Garland marries the ^Aster's husband, a liquor seller and a brute. Susie goes out for work, aud gets it In a candy shop, earning the first week otie dollar and ninety cents. As she leaves the shop Saturday evening, she ts tallowed by the book-ke r, attracted by her pretty race, who o£ to be her "friend." The terrified girl understands his tiafamous proposal,and exclaims: *'If you adtt.-v^fwanti I eirw to jroor em cUAPrERv.. a

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Susie tore b»r «b»wl fn-tn the rrssp of! the yonng dandy, »-r: wirted away, H-h a emit tern-.r

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•There, you needn't take things, yotuiv' wbman. I'*e on set you adrift.'

Stn«ie, «toui*hed and pained, opened her tips to ask what her offence was, that she was so rudely discharged.

now—say nothing. 'Ta'ntno

use. G«« on—1 .lou't want any row with yon. TherwV another girt in your place 'here.' ,.

Sbe went down tl»« atHirs with bitter pain In her heart What had «be done? To lw discharged from employment with harsh words was worse than to he

Two miles, sir,' said Susie. Don't walk it, do you? What! Tbe deuce you dol Why don't you ride? Here cotnea a car. Get in—I'll pay. I'll rsde a ways with you. I'm a goin' up town aiyself.'

While he talked, Susie was tremblingly asking herstlf what sbe ought to do. Her instinctive girlish modesty bad acted buf»rt it still warned her, but she

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so «id and, alter all, be had been kind to her that suornlng—and she had earned lor cents to day—and surely there could be no harm in being a little bit grateful to him.

The car stopped be touched her arm very lightly—and (the car conductor cried out,'Hurry up—can't wait') she got in, and Gander sat down by her.

A broad backed man, witbafull beard and piercing eyes, sat opposite. He observed this pair with interest—the girl with her while, scared face, her plain dress, her wonderful bea*ty the young man with bis diamond pin, bis eye glass, his sickly moustache and lavauaer kids.

Gauder chattered a good deal to his companion, who made no replies, heard what he said, but knew as little what be was saying as if be had talked Greek. She kept asking herself if sbe was not almost home. 'I never ride much in these cars,' be said. 'They're rather low, you know, for us. I al'ays go up 'n a 'bus. Hanged If I ever see anybody I know in these cars.' So he kept chattering. And when ho said, 'We better get out here,' Susie heard that, and started and looked ildly about her. •Are we in Seventh avenue?' she asked. 'Near enough. We can change cars here, you know."

Susie was not well acquainted with tbe various lines of cars she uever rode in any of them but sbe knew well enough that the Seventh avenue cars ran within a block of ber home without change, and that they started from tbe Astor House. She knew then that she was in tbe wrong car. •Lrt me get out!' she uttered, with white lips and rose with excitement.

Gander followed her out, as the car stopped. The broad backed man get up and went out too. 'Sometimes they go over a precipice,' be muttered.

driven with blows to work. It gave her a sense of guilt—vet she could not tell ynuuu an. why. Her face burned with a feeling of '1,! set me g4' moaned 8ilsi*. shauie. *P#baw! now don'j cut up, and ket the

She liad not htigud the threat with police down on you! Do yon know I which yriung Gan?fer lad followed her, lean give you In«harge and have yon wbertfsbi* r^pulstd his advanc68 on Sat- shut up in\ a cpil'Bll^ntftbif1

urday night, and she did not connect her discharge with him. She glanced at the sign of the store, as sbe passed: "Felter «fc Gauder," in gilt letters.

Gander stood in the doorway, picking bis teeth. He had come down early tbls morning, on purpose to catch that girl as sbe came ont. 'Hallo!' he said, feigning surprise. 'Why, you're going away What's up?'

Susie hesitated, and looked at bim. Surely he did not look like a very wicked man, and perhaps—yet no, sbe could not ask him why sbe bad been discharged. 'That 111 mannered Peck hasn been turnin* you off, has be?' said Gander. (Peck was the overseer's name.) 'Yes,' said Susie. 'I dont know what for.' 'The deuce he has!' said Gander in a blustering tone. "Hold on, little one, I'll see about -that. Don't go. Come up stairs with me, Confound him, what does he turn you off for?'

Susie followed bim op into the shop, •Hallo, Pack!' said Gander, with a very emphatic wink to the overseer. -What's all this about? What's this girl turned off for? Eh? Well, you needn't answer, Take her back. That's enough.' 'Just as you say, sir,' Baia Peck. 'I had my orders from

Never mind that,' Gander interrupted. 'Yon can go to work, little one. What's your name?' 'Susan Garland.'

Well, go to work, Susie. Peck, give that girl the best payiu' work in the a A

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•Yes, sir.' Susie hardly knew whether to be glad or frightened but she went to work and that day sbe earned forty cents, for sbe was given a kind of work which she could do much more rapidly than that she bad had before. The other girls were jealous they looked at her askance, and drew down the corners of their mouths.

Before he went down again, Gander slipped a quarter into Peck's hand. •It's all right, Peck,' he said. 'I or dered ber off, of course, but I changed iy mind. Twig?'

The men exchanged winks. That night when Susie left the shop, she was overtaken by Gander once more. 'You see I can be a good friend to you. Mibs Susie,' be said, assuming a more respectful air than be had before used.

Susie was afraid again, but she said nothing. All I ask Is that you'll be good natured,' said be. 'I a'u't a mau to harm a p'ty gal. How f»»r off do you live?1

CHAPTER VI. A MERE FANCY."

They were in Greene street. They might have oeen in Loudon for all Su sie knew. It was an utterly strange part of tbe city to her. 'I must go to Seventh avenue,' she said, trembling. •Yea.'said Gander. 'That's all right. I didn't know what car you wanted, yon know. We jnst cross over this way two or three blocks and get a Seventh avenue car. It's pretty dark. Take toy arm?'

Bhe ran off down the nearest street, without answering. lie followed quickly and caught her shawl. •Ilang it!' said he, *d«n*t cnt up that way. You'll hare a policeman haul in' you up.' 'No—no*' she whispered, in vague terror. 'Yes. They dont allow girls to cut

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the way al! right. Ootne on!' Ho led ber in the direction of Broadway, She did not kttow that she was going directly away from the quarter i»be sought.

Of er presently stopped before tall dark iiuuve, on one of the croas streot*. •Now, Su*le,' he said, 'look 'ere. I fler

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to be yror friend, and I mean li.

1 bf you turned off from the shoe tnw'f {Sa»ie started.) 'Yes, bat I i~rl- n(l«r, ana now I've took k. niNutto do well by you. We ag: Mi *r.ey to you, and Sf

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TERRE HAUTE SATURDAY EVENING MAIL.

yon are a'fcehsUile ijlrt you'll know which aid* your iifemf it bulWr^d oil, Now, here's where a friend of mine lives—a niee lady, who could help you In lota o' ways. told her about you, and she wants to see you. We'll just stop hi a few minutes, an' then I'll fake yon right over to Seventh avenue. Now come!'

He took bold of her arm again, but she drew back.! The broad backed man paused under a tree nlose by, in the shadow. Guilder did not observe hijp. 'Don't cut i*p strain,k now,1 iaid the

Motbei!' uttered Susie, in a tone of suppressed terror. 'Cotr.e on now. It's only a minute!

He was bnlf dragging, half pushing ber up the stone steps of tbe bouse. You would have said it was a respectable though rather sombre looking dwelling bouse, if you bad passed it the day time, with a casual glance but tbere was a trap in the middle of tbe door, and agleam of light came out now, for an old woman with sinister eyes was cautiously peering out into the night through the iron bars wbicb protected tbe trap.

She recognised Gander, and bad her band on tbe door knob, ready to open tbe door when the pair should have monnted the st^pe but she gave a frightened start, and locked the door with a sbarp click, as she saw a broad baeked man emerge from the shadow, and go up to Gander and take him bv the back of the neck with a comprehensive grasp, 'Yon dirty little cur! Let tbe girl go!' said tbe man. •Wbo are you?' Gander tried to blus ter. Then be picked himself up out of a gutter yelling 'Police!'

It is usually a very harmless amusement to yell 'police!' in tbe by streets of New York. 'Where do yon want to go, my poor girl?' asked Susie's rescuer. 'Ob! Iam so sorry I got iu the car,''she said, crying. '1 thought it was a Seventh avenue car, and I was so tired!' 'Do you live in Seventh avenue?' 'Yes, sir—and oh! won't yon please show me the way?' 'Of course I will,' he said and how hon«et his voice sounded to her ears, after Gander's.

Sbe knew be would and when he took her band in bis and led her back the way she came, she felt like a little child led by her father.

Yet he was not old enough to be her father. He was thirty four, awd Susie was eighteen.

They presently stopped at a coiner. 'The Seventh avenue cars pass here,' be said. 'Is it far to walk?' asked Susie. 'That depends on how far you go up the avenue,' he replied. 'If you go to Fourteenth street, it is something less than a mile. If you go to Fift. ighth street, it is something less than three miles. The avenue is two miles long. Now, do y^u know how far you are irom hoiue?'

Yes—and I—I can walk. Oh! I am so tired 'Then you will ride,' be said.

When tbe car came tinkling along, he put Susie aboard ard said, 'Good-by to you,' in such a hearty tone that she felt lonely after he was gone. She put ber face against the car window and looked out to uatfii a glimpse of bim.

He was now here to oe seen. Susie took out ber purse and counted her money. Sbe had just fifteen cents. She had given the rest to mother. She put back nine cents, and held tho remaining six in her hand to pay tbe conductor. 'Please let me get out at Thirty-fifth street,' sbe said, banding him the money. 'That's all right,' said the conductor, and did not take it.

Sufie wondered at this but he did not repen or it, it seemed, for when he stopped tbe ear at Thirty-fifth street, she still had the money in her hand. She got out.

The car went on and across the street tbe broad backed man leaped from tbe platform, and followed Susie at a distance. He satf her enter her home, and then he said:

So she's safe, in ber nest—such as it is. Agin mill,' and he looked at it curiously 'whose they grind men in lieu of commoner grain—grind' tbem into tbe dust, and when they are thoroughly ground, th»y are good for nothing under the sun. So the sexton plants tbem against tbe resurreotion harvest. Will they pay for the reaping? God knows!'

He stood long looking at tbe place. Susie Garland, iu the house, was telling ber mother the dreadful history of this dreadful day. 'My poor dear,'said mother, 'I don't know what will become of you. White gets cro ser every day.'

Sbe did not say more. She had her story, too, lmt, mother like, she kept it to herself. Poor little Susie had enough to bear, sbe thought and it wonld do no good to say tbat White bad that day knocked her down so tbat sbe lay senseless on the floor, aha knew not bow loug and that since then there had been a dull pain in ber head which frightened her.

If I should be taken sick. Susie, I don't know what he wonld do.' 'You're not going to be sick, mother!' •Don't be frightened, dear. It's nothing, I dare say, And the man who put you on the car—his voicq was so musical and gentle, you say.'

I never heard suoH a voice before, mother and yet it sounded like a voice I had beard before—it sounded familiar. Tbat was curious. I'm sure I never saw tbe man before.'

I was thinking to-day, Susie, about a young man who used to oome to the farm when yoa were little. Ah! those were peaceful, happy days!—not like these. He had such a voice as tbat. He told father to remember his nameGeorge Heyalnger—I have never forgotten it. He was very fond of you,Susie.' •I don't remember, mother.' 'No, I suppose not. I was thinking abont him to-day. If we could Una him, be would be a friend to you, perhaps.' 9 was outside that minute,still looking at the house. 'I should like to have such a friend as tbat, mother,' said Susie, with a sigh. 'Jo White's sample room,' said Heyalnger, tts he turned away. 'Tbat may be worth remembering.'

He was in the habit of charging his memory with such items aa this and in the girl he bad saved from young Gander that night he saw a face which he meant to remember, too. •It was curionsly like tbat little Tootaey*fl(face,' he said to himseif. 'Pshaw! a mere fancy. Ten to one she is by this time the wife of some honest fanner boy up thereon tbe Palisades. Next year I'll tramp tbat way, if I'm alive.*

CHAPTER VIL

I AboaxiKTBBcmr. Susie slept late the next morning. She had a ragoe purpose of seeking once more f/ work: but her heart grew tick I attbc thought of it.

Wheju xbe arose, thijre was no one atiMirg in tb* kltchet) She niniioa tire, expecting every minuts to be interrupt ed by the mother coming out of her bed' room. But tbe mother did not come.

Jo White came instead. He came from out doors, though—not from bis bedroom. He bad been off all night on a spree, and was like a tiger. His eyes were Mnodtbot, his walk unsteady, bis voice husky and surly.' •What you doin' her«?' he said, glar Ing at her. 'Wheifs's that woinan?' meuniug his wiie *nd ber mother. •Sl-e isn't up yet,'said Susie. •I'll get her up then,' he said with a loud oath, and be banged open the bedroom door and went in.

Tbe mother was aroused by the noise he made, and raided herself upon one elbow as be came in. •Oh! you're awake, are you, you lazy bones'" Get up and get my breakfast There's that brat of yours in tbe kitchen. Send ber off, and get me something to eat.'

She dropped her head on the pillow, and pulled the quilt over ber face. 'Oh! you won't, won't you? You're going to hide from uie, are 3*0*1? Well, I'll find you.'

He seized her t»y the arm and pulled ber. 'Jr.!' bhe whispered. 'Don't Jo. I'm sick*' 'Sick cat! Get up, I tell yon I had enough of one sick woman—I don't want another Get

She did not stir. He grasped her by tbe throat. 'B ast ye! I'll have no more sick wo men in mv bouse. Pah! you re nothing but skin and bones. I hare's no fat on you.'

She writhed under his grasp. 'Ot! you are alive!' he said with his fierce sneer. Then he took her l»y ho»h arms and dragged ber to the floor. There sbe dropped like a dead thing.

He seemed to be frightened at this. He looked askance at her, and went out. As be passed through tbe kitchen, Suaie stood there, with white, scared face and clasped hands, like a statue. 'Go in and see what's the matter with her,' be said, and pafcsed Into the saloon.

His bands trembled so tbatth dy bottle rattled against tbe glas as he poured out a draught.

The mother was quite helpless, and how Susie managed alone to get ber into bed again was a marvel,

Sbe ,bathed tbe sick bead with cam-

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ihor chafed tbe sick bands but tbe she could do was not enough to put health into that ill used frame.

When Jo White realized that his wife was really sick—which was not till he grew sober—be sent for a doctor, with much growling.

Before tbe week was out, Susie'? mother died. 'Oh! how can I bear It!' cried the poor girl, moaning and 1 inging her handr.

After tbe funeral she came back to the house and sat down like one benumbed. White came in toward night and said: 'If you're goin' to stay here, miss, you'll make yourself useful. I don't know what claim you've got on me I ain't your father.'

She arose and mechanically set about preparing a meal. Sbe filled the teakettle and placed it on tbe fire, put some potatoes in the oven to bake, and, as she had seen her mother do, tore up tome codfish and put it on the stove to stew.

Then she sat down by tbe window and looked out. Tbe darkness came down, and still she sat there in the same position, motionless and tearless, thinking of the dead mother in the ground.

The potatoes burned to a crisp. The fish dripd against the walls of tbe iron ui»h. The tiro went out.

About nine o'clock White came in. He was drunk. He stumbled over a cbair, and swore like a pirate. 'Where's my supper, you lazy pig? Biast you, you're just like your mother.'

He scratched a match and got a light. Susie was standing by her chair, white and motionless. 'Faugh! I'm sick of you,' he said.

Well, what ails you? You ain't a ghost I suppose. What you been up to all this time? Where's my supper?'

Then he saw that the fire was out and there was nothing eatable on tbe cold stove. He turned on ber like an enraged beast.

Come now, this here settles your hasb,' he said. 'Get out of my house. Clear! There's the door. Since yoii won't earn your livin' by takin' care of my house, you may go out and earn it easier. Come, scatter! There's the door.'

He stood before ber in tbe guise of embodied woe. She bad known bim only as a curse to her life. He had driven her ont to tbat shop where she had been

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5,000 good quality unbleached muslin, 4 cents a yard. Children's fine muslin hose, 8c and 10. Double fold waterproof cloth, 50 cents. Handsome felt skirt, 60 cents. Hed all wool flannels, 15 cents. Good Canton flannels 7e and Sc. Entire stock of best prints, 5 cents.

Sbe hurried out into tbe damp, chilly night, and wandered off »he knew not whither.

He locked the door after ber, and went back into his grog shop to snarl over politics, and get more deeply drunk*«« -I.™ [TO BB CONTINUED.]

TEDDY.

News boy? not now, sir, but I bev bin, add Teddy,too. Teddy's a little feller as does arrunds for tbe bank. I'm a workin' in tbe telegraft, and a very good sort o' a job it is, too, sir.

You see, it oome around kiud o' queer like, and I never look down at my decent clothes and my clean hands but I think of tbe cold winter's night when Teddy's father died of the tremors, and left both of ns without a home or crust of bread. I'd been stayin' at Teddy's, seein' as how I bad no other place to go to, and when we both on us iound ourselves orphans, we concluded there was nothin' for us to do but to beg or steal, to keep from starvin' to death. 'I'd liever die atore I'd take a oent as didn't belong to me,' says Teddy, as we stood before a restaurant window, a lookin' at tbe good things inside and blowin' our fingers with our breath to keep the frost from nippin' on 'em. 'I say, Jack, wouldn't it be a rum 'un, ef some millionaires start us up in the newspaper line.' 'Nary, millionaire,' says I. 'Folks don't g'o around huntin' lor such business talent as you and I have got,' I went on, and then I turned suddenly, for a man as had been standin' near us, a big, well togged feller, teched me on the shoulder, and says he: 'Well, my lads, in hard luck?' 'I should say so,' says Teddy, and between kicfcin'his toes and blowin'his fingers to keep 'em warm, he told the man all about it. 'And how muob capital does it require to start in business?' says he, with a sort o* a smile, after he had listened to Teddy's story. 'A quarter'U do to begin on,' said Teddy.

Tbe man tuk out his pocket book and banded bim a dollar. 'Take that, my little man,' be fcaya, 'and I hope you'll not deceive me or yer self, and make a good proper use of it,' and be jumped on a car, a leavin' us half laugbiu' and half cryia' at our good luck. -'My eyes!'says I,'Teddy, we can go to tbe theatre and bev a good meal for ono't!'

Teddy looked sort o' grave at me. 'Not mucb, Jack. We'll buy a little bread and bunk under tbe sidewalk until mornin'. Business is business, and I mean to do tbe square thing by that 'ere chap as did tbe handsome thing by us, you bet!'

So we went in the newspaper business a bunkin' in a cosy spot under the sidewalk. We got some old rags and some straw, and it was better'n nothin' to cover us up with.

I remember tbe night when a big streak of luck struck us, and we went to tbe theatre. It was late when we came home, and we bad crept into our bed and had snuggled up together to keep warm, and was a talk!n' of the theatre and tbe actors, when we beard a hurryin,' rustlin' sound on the sidewalk over us, ancl two men came a runnin' down

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wronged and outraged. He

bad killed her mother by his ^brutal treatment. Every instinct of her nature made her fly from him.

ast tbe werry place where we was, and we could hearsh:uts and runnin': 'Drop it, Bill, you fool!' I herd one on 'em say, aud as a couple of shots was fired, one of tbe fellers jerked sutbin' be bad in his hand over near where we was, and dashed with his pul through the alley way, a coupie of policemen after 'em.

We waited Tor nearly an hour, not daring to stir, for fear if tbe peelers found us boozing under the sidewalk they'd nab u9 and have us vagged. (Begged pardin'sir, these slang words oome natural like.) Then Teddy he creeps out and picks suthin'up tbat tbe two fellers hed rap pod. 'Lor'!' be says in a whisper, 'its a tin box.'

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aper tbe first thing, for the box wbich bad bid in the straw was uppermost in bis mind.

And what do you think? Dear me, if tbere wasn't a full column about a bank robbery the night before, and tbe rob bers'd got away with a tin box containing twenty thousand dollars in bonds and money. 'No more work to-day,' says Teddy, as we sold our papers, and went back to tbe straw under tbe sidewalk, and folded tbe box in a paper. 'I've important business with tbe bank.'

It was 11 o'clock when tbe little feller and myself walked into tbe bank as was

Terrible Mud Blockade

An entire season of impassable roads. The disastrous effects everywhere seen.:l Business Paralyzed mid inkf, bankers, insurance companies and leading merchants failing by the hundreds. id 1

For nearly four mont we have bad an uninterrupted reign of mod throughout the entire West. Tbe immense cropn of last summer are still unmarketed. Last fall tbe merchants of tbe West, enoouraged to expect a heavy trade because of tbe prosperity of farming communities, laid in unusually heavy stocks and still have their unpaid-for goods upon tbe shelves, bought at prices early double those which now prevail. It is under just such circumstances as these that our SDlendid onwnizitlon tells the most powerfully in our favor. With two members of ©ur firm at all times In the New York market

nreenabled to make daily purchases, and thns avoid buying heavy stocks at tbe openingof the season, when Goods are at th.ir higbVat figures. During the past 30 days we have pnrohased some of the greatest bargains we have ever given to tbe people of Terre Haute and vicinity. But the fime for oar semi-annual clearance sale has arrived, and, in consequence, even these goods, bought at sach ruinouely low prices, must go still lower.

Grand Special Sale at Mud Blockade Prices.

Sale Commences Saturday Morning, January 19th, 1878.

Tell yonr neighbors and friends abont it and remember that earliest buyers will have the best assortment from which to select. Avoid the crowd by making your purchsses in tbe mornJng whenever convenient to do so^

Grand Smash Up in Prints. Handsomest Styles of the .Season.

5 ono VArds bast Merrimack Prints, 5-\ 5,000 yards best Warmutta Prints, 4c. 3 cases best Cocbew Prints, fic. 150 pieces Pacitic Prints, 5c. 200 pieces Gloncestor Prints 6cto. 5,000 ya^s bwt American Prints, 6c. ALE. BEST PRISI'I of whatever make and of the latest and most desirable styles, CEWTW A YAIID.

These prices aresimply unprecedented and unapproachable. These same goods were always sold at 103 a yard before tbe war. The other dry goods establishments of Terre Haute are getting 8c a yard for tbem. We hare Slaughtered Prices in every Department. Nothing Held Back.

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robe prints, 4 cents.

Job lot of dress goods, 7o and fte* 40 pieces elegant suitings, 1214 cents, sold early in the season at 25 cents. Handsomest goods yon ever saw at 20c, 25a and 30c. Tycoon Repps, 12M and 15 orate*

Trn ITATTri? This great special sale will commence on the morning or RainraBy, ?*, ,ue TAKE *01 lvti antil our immense winter stock to all disposed of. We bays been enabled to give bnt a few.

FOSTER sBBOTHEES, Great New York City Store, 418 Main St., Terre Haute, Ind.

named in the paper as bein' robbed, as big as life. •Get out, yon young vagabones!' says tbe janitor on seein' us. 'Vagabone yourself!' chimed Teddy, •an' no music!' It

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•What do you want?' •I want to see the bank.'p 'Ibis is the bank. Come, young man, step out.' 'I tell yei*l want to see the head man,' says Teddy 'I've important business with him.'

The old oodger sort o' hesitated, but finally tuk us into a little room, and tbere the werry identical pob as had given us the dollar sot a talkin' to two fly cops about the robbery.

Hullo!' he says, kindly like tome. •Well, bo3*s^what can I do for you today 'Are you the bank?' asked Teddy, serious like. 'I am tho president of the bank,' says he. 'What is it, my little man?'

Then Teddy tips and tells bim the story and bands bim the tin box. "You'd oughter seen tbem fly oops frown at loosin' a stake in goin' after the crooks and you'd oughter seen that banker take Teddy's band, with a tear in his eye and a sort o' choke in bis voice, and you'd oughter seen how !ound

roud Teddv was a week after, when he himself employed iu the bank, and a thousand dollars to hia account as a reward tor his honesty.

As to me, I'm in the telegraft, and all through Teddy's actin' on the square. OPINION

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Nice far muffs, 75cento. Beautiful sets at fLfiO and L'75j Good Undershirts 25 cents. ..

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