Saturday Evening Mail, Volume 12, Number 21, Terre Haute, Vigo County, 19 November 1881 — Page 3

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HE SATURDAY EVENING

TERRE HAUTE, IND„

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You ask me, mates, to spin a yarn, before we go below Well, as the uigfat is calm and fair, and no chance tot a blow, I'll give^rou one—a story true as ever yet wag For, mates, 1 wouldn't lie about the dead no, not for gold. The story's of a maid and lad, who loved In dan gone by: The maiden was Meg Anderson, the lad, mesamates, was I. A neater, trimmer craft than Meg was very bard to And Why, she couid climb a hill and make five knots agin the wind And as for larnin' hulks and spars I've often heard it said That she could give the scholars points, ana then oome out ahead. The old schoolmaster used to say, and mates, it made m3 cry. That the smartest there was little Meg the greatest dunce was I, But what cared I for larnin' then, while she was by my side? For, though a lad, I loved her, mates, and for her wouid have died And she loved me, the little las), and often have I smiled When she said, "I'll be your little wife,** 'twas the prattle of a child. For there lay a gulf between us, mates, with the waters running high: Oa one side stood Meg Anderson, on the other side stood 1. Meg's fortune was twelve ships at sea and houses on thef and While mine—why, mates, you might have held my fortune in your hand. Her father owned a vast domain for miles along the shore My father owned a fish-smack, abut and nothing more. I knew that Meg I ne'er could win, no matter how I'd try. For on a coach of down lay she, on a bed of straw lay I never thought of leaving Meg, or Meg of leaving me. For we ware young and never dreamed that I should go to sea, Till one bri«cnt morning father said: 'There's a whale-ship in the bay I want you. Bill, to make a cruise—you go aboard to-day." Well, mates, in two weeks from that time I bada tbem all good-bye, While on the dock stood little Meg, and on the deck stood I saw her oft before we sailed, whene'er I came on shore, And she would say: "Bill, when you're gone

I'll love you more and more And I promise to be true to you through all the coming year*." But while she spoke her bright blue eyes woutv fill with -arly tears. Then, as I whispered words of hope and kissed hor eyelils dry, j. Her list words w«»re: "God speed you, BIB,* so parted Meg and I. Well, mate®, we cruised for four long yeai4,: till at last one Summer's day Our good ship, the Minerva, east anchor in the Oh how my heart beat high with hope, as I saw her home oooe more. And on the pier stood hundreds, to welcome us ashore But heart sank down within measl izedjfffta. anxious eye— 1 i' No little M»r stod on tho dock, as on the stood I. Why, mates, it nearly broke my heart wfien went asboro that day,' For they told me Uttlo Meg had wed, wJMM was far away. j, Thoy told me, too, they forced her to wrecked her fair young life— Just think, messmates, a child ia years, to I an oid man's wife. But her father said it must be so, and wt could she reply? For she was,only just 16—just 21 was Well, mates,jufew short years from then—peb haps it «nght be fourOne blustering night Jaok Glinn and I were rowing to he shore, Whon rlgiit ahead we saw a sight that made us h'»id our breathThere floating in tho pale moonlight was a woman cold in death. raised her uo oh, God, messmates, that I had passed her by. For in the bay lay little Mog, and over her stood I.

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moruingto superintend the shooting of well, and nuver came back. Bailey was an employe of the Roberts Torpedo Company, and John McWilliams, the man witfi whom I was in conversation, was his Division Superintendent on the same "run,,, or district. "Family. John?" "No—that is, he hadn't a wife, bat he had witbwed mother and a young sister "Wliat will they doP" "O, the company won't see them starve, and, besides, I guess poor old Tom didn't die a beggar. Poor old boy!" and the bearded man at my side sobbed like a heart-broken child. "I never told you about Tom and the rest of tho boys, did 1?" continued the sorrowing ninn.^,- 'iMs* •*Tha rest?" '•Yes. thero were nine of us, you know—but you don't know, for I have never told a living soul. This sudden death of Topi's,quite unmans me, for I Itm now the only one left—the last of nine."

I waited a long while for John to gain eontrol of his feelings, for I knew he had a story tb tell of more than usual interest. It *ms a beautiful night, fall of soft moonlight, and drowsy with the horn of homanitv in the city beneath onr feet. A delicate, almost imperceptible mist hung abon'» the city, and from our hillside piazza we could see far down the valley, where the Tanr ungwant stream faintly glimmered fil the moonlight, and where the huge iron tanks of oil loomed up glo*my and black against the mellow wightness of the night. Over at Prospect Park, on Mount Banb, the light was flashing and flaring, while faintly to our ears came the strains of aStnuns waits. Away off on another hill the sound of a laboring engine and the thndof a walking^beam told that the ponderous drill at a well was being lowered into the earth as fast as men working night and day could sink the hole. Down below, the city flashed np at ns its countless lights and shadows, and faintly floated np the hum of baseness and pleasure. It was a strangely

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beautiful night for a story of oil «ionn spoke at last, slowly, and with evident hesitation. "Yes," he said, "there were nine of ns, and Fm the last one alive. It's queer tiling, and it makes me feel very strangely perhaps more so now that poor Tom is—is—"

He couldn't bring himself to say the word he couldn't say that his friend was dead. With a great effort he continued: "You doubtless Aow that I was in the army daring the late war. I saw some pretty tough fighting, too, and after Shiloh I was made a captain, and at the same time Tom Bailey, who was in the same company, was promoted to a lieutenancy for bravery. He deserved it, too, for there never was a better or a braver boy a trifle reckless, you might say, but brave nnd generous to a fault At the close of the war we went home together, and with us went what was left of the company. There wasn't much, to be sure, for ire had done some terrible Agisting, and man of the boys had gone down throug the valley of the shadow. Like the rest of the returned soldiers, we went into the oil country, which was just then turning the beads of the people, and after knocking around awhile and losing what money we had, we concluded to go into the busineil of shooting wells. Tom and I went into the business ourselves, and soon hired fonr of the men who had been in our company, and a friend of mine who had been wealthy, but was 'broke,' to work for us. Two fishermen came along, that we had known before, and we engaged them. That made nine of us, and we toed to live in one room, and do all our own cooking, for womon were scai$e in the oil country at that time. Eyetvtbing went along finely, and we maae money hand over fist Old Colonel Boberts hadn't got the monopoly of the nitro-glycerine business then, and any man could engage in it who cared to run the risk. 'Our crowd was extremely fortunate and we were beginning to feel that nitro-glycerine wasn't such a terrible thing as some persons made out Well, we worked along about six months without an accident, when one ay one of our men was killed whilo iking glycerine from a wagon. This gave ns considerable of a shock, but "4 the blame on the man's carennd worked on as usual, year three more of our men [own to fragments at the same trough pure recklessness. None men drank liquor to excess so n't attribute their death to

I The rest of us were fill after that, and only business because we could faster than at any thing 1't have any more ncciwe were doing business nnd we began to take

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A Thrilling Sketch.

'Did you know that Toqi Bailey bad paased in his checks?11 *Yes heard It by telephone an hour ago."

The speaker was John McWilHains, and we were sitting on the piuzsa his home in Bradfor 'Do yon know the particu John P" "Particulars? Well, I don11 knoif there arc anv. Same old stoiy, yon know. Didn't pack the nitro-glycerine in the wagon carefully, and when the agon went over a log Ihe load exploded, and—and—that was all."

There was no need of further explanation, for I could reason It all oat

ifi Robert's Com any gained tic control of the torpedo the remaining five of our

crowd went to work. Every thing went on swimmingly for some time, %upit laq( three of the crowd had some trouble—real or fancied—with the compaik and the result was that the men and went to moonlighting -SPwwpBgwells at night in defiance Of the la# giving tho Roberts Company the monopoly. Moonlighting is just twke as dangerous as torpedoing in the., lawful way, and it wasn't long before those three follows were blown Skyward. I wasn't a bit surprised, for a man gets down so low ns to go oontighting when be can make

Bat a legitimate business, I fo|jk to see his death an

no trap a great while in the prv-

Wetyrjpiaf just left two—Tom Bailey and/I—of the original nine that jrent jpo the business only a few years by one our boys have until to-day I helped to what remained of poor Tom. Poor old boy! I know it wasn't his fault, for he was tho most caroful man I ever saw. There were nine of us when we started—all banded together to work for one another's interests—and now they are all gone but me, and I am—the —last—of nine."

His tilhsmoked cigar slipped from his nerveless fingers and fell to the ground. He trembled violently, as with ague, a nameless horror ana fear looking out of his eyes into vacancy. "John," said I, gently touching his arm, "come into the house it is chilly out here." "Yes, y^letWjjjp in. But stay -I —feel—so strangely. I never thought of it before, but if—my wife should— should see me as I saw Tom Bailey today it would—it would—would kill herl" and the strong man sank into a chair, completely overpowered with the awful thought

Business called me away from Bradford and the oil country the next day, and I did not return for pine weeks. Having business at Smethport, the county seat of McKean County, 1 passed through that village and started for Bradford, by the way of the Bradford, Bortitfll, ana Kinzua Railway. When within a few miles of Bradford an accident happened to the locomotive, which would delay tho train several hours. Being anxious to reach the city as soon as possible, four

the passengers, in

cluaing myself, started over the mountains Moot, hoping to reach our destination bv three o'clock in the afternoon. We walked along quite briskly, and, while following toe ridge of a mountain, were hailed by a voice which I recognised as belonging to the torpedo superintendent having in charge the district adjoining that of John McWilllams. 'Hello! oome over here!" the man Shouted, accompanying his words with hatie gestures. irionsly wondering what Smolley oould want, we went toward him. Two or three men were leaning against the stamp of a tree, and merely nodded as we approached. Smolley was search* ing on the ground for something st some distance from his companions. "What's the trouble, Smolley?" and as I spoke the glycerine man raised a pained-looking face, and mutely pointed his finger in the direction of the men aroand the stamp.

I looked and saw a strange sight The wreck of an oil derrick ana its ma

chinery lay scattered over the gronnam small pieces. In an instant it all came to me—there had been an explosion of nitro-glycerine. The derricK had been blown to atoms and scattered far and wide the ponderous bull-wheels were dismantled and broken into a thousand fragments. On every hand was rain such as only nitro-glycerine can prodace. The thought came, was anybody hart? I glancea inquiringly at the three men. One of them pointed silently at a small baking-powder box lying at their feet I stepped forward. "MyGod! John—John McWilliams and I would have fallen had not one of the men supported me.

The last of nine! I stood and looked down into a little wooden box filled with ghastly flesh and blood aud bones —all that was mortal of noble-hearted John McWilliams. Aside of the head and faco remained as noble and handsome as in life, but what remained of the body could have been placed in a ten-quart pail. Smolley came and leaned his arm against my shoulder in silent sympathy. "How did it happen, Smolley?" This after along period of silence. "The well made a heavy flow of gas and oil as John was lowering the torpedo, and when the shell came to the top of the hole John stood there and caught it in his hands, and as he turnea to take the tiling away it exploded in his hands, with the result you see. There never was a more careful man than John."

For years and years John McWilliams had laughed at nitro-glycerine, and bad toyed with it as with a shackled monster, but at last the monster, waiting patiently for years, had sprung upon him and avenged its wrongs. Sorrowfully wo lifted the little box and carried it homeward. Along the mountain ridge we moved, a melancholy procession, and when on the summit of Mount Ranb we rested and looked down on the clustered buildings of Bradford. In the glory of the afternoon sun, even Bradford^ homely buildings were beautiful, the city presenting the very picture of loveliness of life,- while over and beyond the hills, looking down in silent grandeur, were voiceless witnesses of God's immortality.

One of the passengers who had come with me from the train produced a powerful field-glass. Almost mechanically I turned and looked at John McWilliam's hillside home. A door was standing wide open, a lace curtain streamed idly from a window. In through the open door I could sea the tea-table sot and waiting. On the lawn, a handsome, graceful woman romped with two children, frequently shading her eyes with her lianas and looking down the stroct long and earnestly. It was Mrs. McWilliams, and she was waiting nnd watching for her loving husbana and father who would not come again on this earth, never, nevermore.

Slowly the sun crept behind tho western hills, aud, with .aching hearts, we took up our burden again aud prepared to descend into the city, my ours ringing with the words of tho ill-fated John on that night many weeks before: "If my wife should—should see me as I saw Tom Bailey to-day, it would—it would —would kill her!"

A Dangerous Humorist.

The following anecdote is given by Lord Houghton in his "Monographs Personal and Social," for the authenticity of which, he says, he will not vouch, but which seems to him good enough to be true.

On Deing settled at his small living in Yorkshire, Sydney Smith willingly assisted his neighbors in their clerical duties. On an occasion of this kind he dined with the incumbent on tho preceding Saturday, and the evening, passed in great hilarity, the squire, by name Kersnaw, being conspicuous for his loud enjoyment of the stranger's jokes. "I am very glad that I have amused ron," said Mr. Sydney Smith, at parting, "but you must not laugh at my sermon to-morrow." "I should hope I know the difference between hero and at church." remarked the gentleman, with sharpness. "I am not so sure of that," replied tho visitor. "I'll bet you a guinea on it," said the squire. "Tako you," replied the divine.

Next day the preacher ascended the steps of the pulpit, apparently suffering from a severe cold, with his handkerchief to his face, and at once sneezed out the name Ker-shaw several times, in various intonations.

This ingenious assumption of the readiness with which a man would recognize his own name in sounds imperceptible to the ears of others, proved accurate. The poor gentleman burst into a guffaw, to the scandal of the congregation, and the minister, after looking at him with stern reproach, proceeded with bis discourse. it, A*

The Philosophy of True Lore. One knocked at his beloved's doer, and a voice from within said, "Who is there?" Ho answered, "It is I." Then the voice said, "This house will not hold me and thee." And the door remained fast shot. Then went the lover into the desert, and fasted and prayed in solitnde. And after a year be returned, and again knocked at the door. And again the voice nsked, "Who is theref" And he said, "It is thyself." And immediately the door was opened to him.

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The Great Vegetable Liver Corrector.

TARAXINE

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TARAXINE Never fails to cure Chronie

Ague. Try it, TARAXINE Cures Dyspepsia and

Stages.

TARAXINE Cures Habitual Constipation.

Indigestion•

TARAXINE

It for Sale

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Pricet 50 Cts, and $1,00.

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