Saturday Evening Mail, Volume 13, Number 27, Terre Haute, Vigo County, 30 December 1882 — Page 7

THE MAIL

A PAPER FOR THE PEOPLE.

NICE AND SOFT.

Together they sat in the parlor alone, At (be dusk of a sabbath day. Her shapely bead close to bis own,

In a tender, loving way. "I like to lay my head,dear Will, tiainst yoar»," *he murmuml low, 1 a tone* that made hi* pul*e thrill,

And IvIm face with rapture glow.

"And Is It because you love me. daW He asked, aol then sbe coughed, "No. dear Will, not that, trot love.

Became, It** nice and soft r*

A A W O A N

A* tinlo the bow the cord la Mo unto the man, 1* woman: Though she bead* him, she obey* him Though ah* draw*him, yet »be follow® Unlem each without the other. —'Hiawatha.

When the Wood was Out.

A NEW YEAR'S STORY.

BY MARIA B. OAKBY.

Six o'clock of a Sunday evening iu a New England village. Outside, the

HDOW

falling silently and heavily indoors, a stove, keeping all warm in a tidy little parlor. A stove, with itu black funnel stuck through the lireboard that covered tbe broad, deep, oldfaubSoned fire-place, where our grandfathers could afford to burn great, cheerful logs, wan not a very enlivening object but Bessie Palgo, sitting by it and looking in through the open door of it at the little bright-red coals, couldn't have looked happier if hor eyes had raited on mounting fiatnesand crackling

Hhe sat with bead a little on one side, and a dreamy, faint smile on her Hps, ami In her eyea a wondrous depth of

^'ije"r brother, a boy of ton years, who was conning a lesson-book at her side, looked up iu'o her faoe for a moment, and remembered a verse the clergyman fcad read that morning, "And they saw •bis face like the face of an angel."

Hassle went to tbe window and watch•ed the snow. The boy came quietly to her side and stole his hand into hers. "How thick It lies, Jim and bow mysteriously It comes, like our blessings frwm heaven aad how it drifts, fast, fast! It blows to the west. Jim. Hometimes I would Dke to follow it there, but no* to-night. I can stay here tonight, and wait so gladly. The pretty, •oft-fingered suow !,r s»he seemod to be talking to herself,

He looked up

*mAesharp gust of wind blowing in tim.ngUthet crack of the not very tight window made the boy draw hor away from it to the stovo again. "I can keep from taking cold

itossl" stood or tiptoe to look nt hcrscino tho mirror that hung above the hitth okl-fashlo»od tmintel-piiKV. The lute Mrs l'aliic wtw a tall woman, and Iho houHo had toen refurnished for her convenience, when lr. Palgo brought

her home— hi* second ilgo was oti" unsalable

itr l*alao was on© of those unpractical men or unsalable Ulents, and bv some Juf/snr turn of fortuno's wheel ho found

I M« lK.oks settlwl In this IiIiumK and his books little New England village, to preach, for a very small salary, sermons far bovond the appreciation of his hearers, "who, uulood, Uwught him rather a stupid preacher, h«l loved him, and bore ils sermons for U»o sake of his aoclal dualities and charttable heart. His first wife llessle'* luothcr, was a city woman pretty, delicate, and cultivated, l°£lug her husband so dwotetlly as to make It a

small

sacrilice to her to give un all

t0nTL°s

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cletv of her equala but his: and with broad humanity and simplicity that made her not hold herself aloof, but find rt!y warm friends among the excellent villaite people. And when, in a few II Hhe W^sed away from among them! leaving her little girl, only two vesrs old then, there was not one In the village that did not count binv or her •elf chief mourner.

Dr l*alge's secotid wife was a village boautv. It was said that she marrhni him. And that he had little to do with it ei«pt to refnmish his bouse for her. ita that as It mav, she was a good wife to him, and taught Bwalemanya household economy and housewifely «K«lune»t» and gave her the little brother give loved so dearly. She was one of th.»e restless, strong.-enerwtk) women, who do more than auv onehuman lx*ing can -do and Uvo. and srtddenlv she broke down and died and, last of *U. her hus-

V»«,ul dl«i also. So fitewdKP and Jim li%ed nn the little money Bessie mother had M- w- r, ami found it enough fortbelr

return from our little toiw*

a)on to lkwsJe, standing on Up toe, lookintt *t herself in the mirror hung over the high mantel-piece. The mirror was dwwaurf with greens, Jor«w« tbedjy after Chrtstmas. Two hoiWav* t«Hteih.

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Two whole dsv* in which Bessie had t,either darned ed Jim Uousers, and so had had time

dmr little face she saw in the

mirror, with calm brown «v«. ana soft brown hair. S«KI

long brown lashes a

Utile faw. with dimpled pink cheeks, very young, very sweet, but very worn-

twentv two! Twenty-two! TwrBessie.

Tiwv r»« not mine to give you, dear, witH 'hrtijh! bltt»h mantling up to the r*it« •. }»«'t hair.

.. Jim. lo you kzwv |e«K»n for t«90"»?*' "•v-ivm not sws4 be ww»^ "mt'

by tor aide and his book, and she her contemplation of tbe red aoals and her sweet, far-away smile. __

Presently she got up and pat more coal on tbe fire look up a stick of wood as if sbe would add that to tbe flame, and then laid it down again by the side of tbe stove. .. "Bessie, do you know the wood is almost ont T"

Yea, Jim," with a happy sound in her voice, as if, in some mysterious manner, the fact was a pleasant one. "We'll have to buy some more, and hire somebody to cut It and put it in. "Perhaps so. Io you know your lesson now f" "Yes. Will you bear roe

She took tbe book, and asked the questions printed there io a mechanical way. as if she was not thinking of them, and the sound of tbe boy's voice in answerIttft seemed not bis, but tbe outepwkiDg erf her thoughts. So that to ber the lesion was something in this fashion

Question.—"How many States are there in the United States?" Answer.—"I have cut and piled enough wood to last you until I come back again, dear Heart.

Q.—"Into bow many sections are they divided A.—And you'll know when I'm coming, dear, bv the wood's being out."

Q.—" What Suites form tbe Eastern or New England section A.—"0 dear John Two whole years! How can I let you go I shall be twenty-two years old when you come back! "You'll be my little wife, dear, when I come back." "That's oar secret, John,

out

a little

not to the boy wondorliigly. "You uiun't Beaale." ,.

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haven

told anybody "No. Not even my mother." Here Bessie saw a tall figure in the door-way of tbe wood-house, against a gray winter sky and bare branches of tbeelm-trees. His arm held her closely, and be looked into her eyes. "It will be a pleasant thought to me, Bessie, that my work is helping you 'uture

ping you

here w'biie I am working for our fu so faraway Bessie was dragged back into tbe present

of herdream by Jim'svoioe: "Why, Bessie, I've answered longago. Why don't you ask me another

And Besslo blushed, and gave herself a little shake, and began with much apparent interest: g._" Which are the Northern or Mid die States

A.—'"New York, New Jersey, Delaware and Pennsylvania." g,_«»What States comprise tbe South ern section of the Union

A.—" Mary land And here Bessie drifted back into her reproiipective dveatn. She and the tall man were walking away from the woodhouse, up the little garden walk into tbe back-door, into the little parlor there they sat building air-castles, and confidently planning the life two whole years off, until they had almost forgotten the pain otparting and absence that

lay between. Pr

use to like tho snow,

She smiled and put her hand on the boy'i hoad, looking into his face. "I don't mind it to-night, dear. I have such a doar, good brother to clear tho path for me lu tho morning. I don't know what I should do without you, Jim. You're such a comfort.'' "I shall be able to do more and more for yoq as I grow bigger, Besslo. I ^•'l yTu Jim," she answered, with another little

recently a boy shouting in lage street made them start

tbe vil

made Bos-'

ale say, "Now, you must go, darling And with a hurried embrace, and a "God bless you, little girl!" the tall man walked away, and Bessie went Into her kitchen, where the shouting boy soon found hor *»oking his dinner, but not too busy to kiss his rosy cheeks and bring him to the fire to warm his fingers and ask him interested questions about his school.

A.auddim eonscionaneaa of school-mistress, and, earnestly hoping she hadn't missed any questions, she guessed at hor place and wenton

Which have a sea-^joast on tne

And then she was lost again in her dream. Some oue knocked at tho door tbe evening when the lamp Vas Ihrhted and.Besslo wis at tho piano slngitur while Jim studied and listened in the'lntervals. Again, in her dream, the tall man eutored tho little parlor, and Bessie had two for audience apparentlj, though in truth she remembered but one and sang to him. Tbe tall nicked up a music-book of hor mother s, and turned tho pages until he fMindone song he llkod best, and then asked Bes•ite to sing It. It was a week day, but tho song he had selected was sacrod music "Trust in the I^.rd wait patiently for

Him, and He shall give theo thy heart

^BSerotnemberedhow sho had sung it with the tears risiug in her then bad closed the piano how* the tall man talked to Jim the rest of theeven Ing, or at least until Jim went to bed and left them thoro alono.

Well, Bessie!" this from Jita, wait-

inn imtiently for the next question. S _««What States comprise tbe West ern section of the \j nlon

And Bessie wasdreaming again. Sho and the tall man sat in silence when Jim bad closed tho door behind him—eat, in utter silence, «ldo by side, sometimes seeking courage in each other ®y^» strength from tho touch of each others hands. The village clock tolied outten —it was their usual hour for good-night "I cant go now, Bessie, u»y las

ni.?mi

then she wept, and he tried to

con fort her. Eleven clock WUled through the silent village. It was no easier to go then. "If you are ill, John, you 11 let «ne know at owe!" "Yes, darling." "You promise?" promise, sweetheart.

Twelve o'clock! Bessie put her bands over ber cars that she might not hear it. and then, very iown*ist«ntlv. unbolted thedo^,ands^n^ impatient to have tbe parting over. In silence the tall man pressed her In his arms, and went out into the night. He came back •pain before he had gone many steps, took her face ween looked into it. H« dosed »s ejes as it he would shut the dear facnfei and keep it there, and again he Jtiurried she stood i» the intentlv after him through thedarknew. At the sound of the latch of tbe gate she called him back again.

Divot go, John f* "No,darling!" And he stayed until the_ rsienUeas clock cried out onrl And ftewte herself awav from him and bolter lm out, Now ah* was in tbe little

,x nti sore pain at her heart. A tap at the window-pane. She opened the window with ste and joy. It

two "What *Msaid Jim. l#d the'wlndow wT "1 mid 1 was twenty-twH dear, she job0 «n{Cto s«y good-by once •mwcml. returning

o{hestove.

••Wist a little grandmother More one hlisafnl moment, athan twW as old as I, said tfa* hoy. jg Mm Tor one i^ ^wi making her "it ^*n ih- cM night air and stood alonew— her km^ He had away .f mnrnlog to«K so long. It babvl'-ood Si-:«tt«tiM»es when they were msU* .-ilonr. Sh«* jviww^! him in her Jrnv* sml hi« f«»refoe«rt. He thre-w lu* ann* rvuod l»wr n«vk. and tried to ki** her Hp* IhH sbe tamed her cheek lo him, Uughlng. why will yo» ktss v^ur

^g^up to her and draw do*

•ar *^4/ ~«"*!ifontia! jSwrnM? on# really said 0*lif^n»\*. varted and walked. Jim bsadd It, *nd was going on: "OtfSfornia, Oregon and NeviwU.

Hewde bad vwrr vague ideas of wbat bar 2ov*r was doing in Osilfora^a —how bew*saa tug tie money that make tl marriage J**®""* J®*® wrote to bim once a wasn't mudti of a nerifos, *®4 one* iu whs!* lla, abort, lo*i iig

^r« 'h ,%*rl o? ntw rnadtmrard

TEKRE HAUTE SATURDAY EVENING MAIL.

you. I am getting on splendidly. Look' Jim found her, standing with her bonfor me by the time tbe wood is out!" net and shawl still on, wben he came in

Monday morning tbe village was astir again. Just as if Christmas and the quiet Sunday following had never been, exoept for the greens which still decorated the shop windows. The village blacksmith appeared at his forge as smutty as if be had not been seen, washed and clean, sitting in his pew on

beads of tbe village "Charitable Soup Society" held its meeting in the Sundayschool rooms, under tne management of Mi— Pobjoy, who indeed managed everything and owned everybody in the village, and knew more about people than tbev did themselves Sbe was a lady of a" plain visage, some fifty years of age, with a very soft insinuating voice, and a slight lisp. To Miss Pobjoy, sorting and tying up bundles of soup-tickets entered Mrs. Crowell, the doctor's wife. "Is that you, dear?" said Miss Pobjoy. 'I've been in the kitchen to look at the, soup, and it's excellent. I am sure the poor creature should be thankful that the Lord sends them such good things. So I said to my little German cobbler this morning. His wife ia sick and I said to him that he had only to come here to get the soup, and I gave him some tickets, but be made some excuse about having to take care of the babies. You know they've got twins, and their place is so dirty I really couldn't sit down in it. Just pure laziness, I think. But I said to him, 'Don't despair. The Lord will provide.' How is your baby, dear—and the doctor? Charming as ever, I suppose V, "Baby's well, thank you and the doc tor has just gone to see your German cobbler's wife, and I sent my girl there to clean the place a little, ana take them a few things." "Dear me,' I'm afraid you'll spoil them, you dear, charitable creature!

Don't make them dependent. Here comes poor Mrs. Hothkiss. How she mourns that husband of hers just as much now as the day he died, ten years ago! Good morning, dear I'm so glad you felt able to come!"

Mrs. Hotohkiss. a widow in conspicuous weeds, sighed out a "Thank you and threw herself into a chair. "Well! Christmas is over," she ex claimed, "I'm grateful tosay. Anniversaries are«o painful to people who have known sorrow." "Yes, dear, so painful!" said Miss Pobjoy, sympathetically. "But the music was good at church, and the sermon so nice and spiritual "Yes," said the widow doubtfully: "but I couldn't get over seeing Besslo Paige. I do like to see people show some feeling."

Mrs. Crowell ventured to suggest that some people didn't show all they had but hor remark passed unnoticed. "Why, how, dear?" said Mia Pobjoy to the widow. "Why, don't you remember that it was two years ago on Christmas day that Bessie Paige ,buried her father. And there sbe was with a red bow in ber bonnet, as smiling and chipper as if the day had no occasions for her. And when they sang the hymn, really the joy expressed in her voice was«enough to make any one of my sensitiveness sick with headache for such hardness."

Mrs. Crawell was seen to smile, but said nothing." »7VvleunevUe^n 'Miss Pobtfrwben sho was not entertaining. Miss Hint, answered tho doctors wife. In fact, sho'H a host in herself."

You're too good, .dear, mad Miss Pobjoy, well pleased. Sawtt HiHt, 'm glad to see you. Come right here and tell nio the news."

Miss Flint and Miss Pobjoy felt them selves in their element when they were together. It was an element dangerous to the rest of tho world, however delUrhtful to the two ladles that made it. "There's no special news, dear, 'answered Miss Flint to the ottier question, except about John Washburn «nd SiltiH Bangs. 1 just met Mrs. Bangtat the postoflice. 'Got a letter from ny Silas,' says she. 'He's coming bode.

Be bere mwt as soon as tho letter,be says—neat Friday perhaps, or Hatu rdar. And then sbe told tne ever so mitb about him and John Washburn. Johis coming homo w"ith him. The^f ve bfi

in Oalifornl

Iflas Bangs savs John£ a great favork, with his principal, and everyone tbinf John might have his daughter for tj

asking. It would bo a good tiling hirn, wouldn't it?" -Yea, indeed! 8ho'd have all father's moaey, I suppose?' "Every cent." "Well, I'm sure I wish tbeoi eve

^U^f course you do, you dear cbariu till tiff ••i thought," said tho widow, "be use to be very attentive to that hard-hearte little Bessie Paig*. But I'm glad to hea there waa nothing in. it. He *'e"®rveJ1 better wife. How lit.le she is like he dear lamented father 1"

Dtiriag this conversation Mrs. orowei bad *oae into the kitchen, from whicshe now «merged, saying that the ^sou wasqoMe reaay and the ticket-bolder waiting down stairs, and hadn't better eooae up at once? ••To be sure, to be sure," aaid Mi

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,/w^?T2rAn^ow^S

ing.

The nextaaornlng Bessie Paige, with a bright happy face cillase meet v. lie re Miss Pobjoy was doing a great "deal of "bargaining over a

doing a great •mall ketr of fish. "Good morning, IVjasie. How w«4l won look, my deair!" •'Thank vou, Misa Pobjoy. well, too, I hope "As well aseao be expected, dear. AttrtH to your business ftrst I like to take nay time. Yes, really I insist.

Have you beard tbe news f" ••Why that Silas Bangs and John WaAburn are coming boate this week. says

**rinS in*f

barrel of apples to bide ber blushing

hey've been getting o« aplendidly in (^U/omia. Silas says Jofan's going to marry hfci pHtte»pal% daughter.^

Bearte popped her bead barrel in nervous baste, imt, Wm Pohjoveye, plunged in "Ob she says from tbe »tbs of the barrel. "Is •t*vf who

ISdfMf

"From Silas Bangsa Wff tt no ^-.'Tlake. It will for b! wont it?" "Excellent i*vi 1- 4®, fr»mtbeborrrf «:m«a- *d, |"Tb«we are ver -^'good ap

r. Ob! a good

Ketdiuni. Smd w» five pou them aad a perk of butter, and n& «f salt.^ And leaving 0 aad y#'.- into jUjtf r4 fern,

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from school for his dinner. Dinner ready, Bess teesie started li

like one from sleep, and

said No, she hadn't cooked it, and proceeded to sat before tbe wondering boy a lunch of brown bread and milk and apples. "You shall have yon dinner at supper time," sbe said.

But at supper-time Jim found that she had put salt in the pudding and sugar in tbe mutton-hash. She ate nothing herself, and didn't notice that be ate neither meat nor pudding.

Jim studied his lessons sitting by tbe stove as usual, while Bessie sat Idle and silent, with a pale face and strangely bright eyes, not remarking tbe boyfs troubled gaze as be paused often in his lesson to try to read the mystery. She kissed him when be bade her good-night, but as if unconsciously and merely from habit.

Jim waked from a troubled dream just at day-break, and heard some one creeping up-stairs, and then the door of Bessie's room shut. He wondered if she had not been to bed all night.

At breakfast her cheeks had a hectic flow, and her eyes were supernaturally right. She talked fast and excitedly, and loaded Jim's plate with good things, telling him that he must be starved, as he had eaten no dinner the day before seeming to forget that she had made supper a dinner.

Jim ventured to remonstrate at her eating nothing, but sbe pleaded a head ache. It was the same at dinner and at supper, and in the evening she played tunes on the piano, and saug for the boy her liveliest songs. But it was a merriment that was strange to him, and he slept uneasily for thinking of it, and waked again when it was nearly li£ht,to bear footsteps creeping up the stairs.

He stole out of bed aud opened the door of his room, and saw Bessie with a wan face and bowed hoad just going into her room, and he crept back to his bed, weeping for the unknown sorrow that had fallen upon his sister.

A few hours later, when ho went down to breakfast, he found Bessie watching for the kettle to boil. As soon as this happened she took hold of it to lift it, but it seemed too heavy for her. She tried again, and gave it up, sinking into chair. "I believe I'm not well, Jim. I can't lift the kettle. You must make your own tea." "Dear Bessie," said the boy, "let me go for the doctor."

With unexpected warmth she turned upon him saying: "No! I forbid you to go. If you do, I shall be displeased, only want rest and quiet. I'm tired. I've a headache."

He dared not ask her what was the matter. He quietly put awav his schoolbooks and prepared to spend the day at home made the tea, and made Bessie drink a cup and lie down on the parlor sofa afterwards covered up with shawls, while he was housemaid, chambermaid, cook, nurse, and everything else that day. At nine o'clock be nut and he cbuld not help it if she wide-open eyes until tbesuu shone over the snow-covered village. It was the day before the new year. She was as

Say.

uiet and patient as a little sick child all She drank the tea and broth Jiift made for her quite obediently, and sat with her hands Mstlessly in her. lap watching bim go in and out.

It began to snow again towards even

a warm fire. "Put on somo wood, Jim, to make a blaze." "There's no more, Bess it's all out." "You needn't tell me so," said his sistor fiercely, and burst into a fit of weeping, while tho boy stood frightened, and wondering what he had done.

She pushed him away when ho would have comforted her, but called him to hor again when he would have gono away, and kissed him with intense affection, oaying that be was ail sho had in tho world, and it was a sbatno to speak so to him. Would he forgive her? God bless him! God bless hi in!

At eight o'clock the fire began to burn low. Jim put on tbe last scuttleful of coal. "We've boon so lavish of coal these last days," he said, "that I find we're out of that too. Won't yon oome to bed, Boss? I'll bo up early in the morning, and get both wood and coal, and havo a nice bright fire for /ou before you're up. It will oo New Year's morning, Bess. Do come to bed before the fire's out."

But sho shook hor head and said: "Go yourself, Jim. I'll come presently. I'd rather be alone. Go, dear."

He went, out of the room at least, but not to bed: out into the falling snow, hoping to find tbe shop still open where be could get a little more coal for tbe nishtat least, and scolding himself that iu his anxiety about his sister he had allowed his store to -some to this inconvenient end.

Ho came iu at nine o'clock with a scuttle of coal in his hand. Bessie was itting with her face in her hands, but tarted and looked up as he entered the oor. "Why, Jim, I thoaght you were in

"No, I w«ut out to get some coal the op was dosed, but will open for an our very early in tbe morning. I got is of our neighbor." "Who?"

se«t^atl"Mni. Porter. And (fee told me that

and Sim. p^ovl™- been in there in a great Liil^nt aouo with tbe air p1®

You are

mind about the trains being de-

by it."

nt fiessie was not listening, nor did know when Jim poured bis scuttle 1 on the Are and left tbe room, beard tbe village clock striking hours, aad remembered bitterly she bad beard it before late at t, when she sat there not alone, remembered that the next day benew year, and wondered what old do with a new year. New or all tbe same to her now. Sbe tube rod how young 4be was, and *ly remembered bow many long must lie before ber, deeolate and

Was she really young sho old now. Why would the keep striking so Every stroke/ a oeath-knell. 8o she must li«J fend to be like other people. A', of tbe bouse, and met»4« nn- «. What a pile of tb^j ,nend

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them under the cold earth where the snow lay. Suddenly she cried out with a wild cry, for the parlor-door had been thrown open, and the tramp of feet in the hall were but the feet of one man. A tall man, half-covered with snow, who stood in the door-way with the dawn shining on his face.

She looked in his eyes and knew the truth. In a moment he held ber in his strong arms, and kissed her pale cheeks, her eyes, her lips, and said "A Happy New Year to my little girl!"

And it was a Happy New Year!

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VBTEBINABY RVBOMV. Late of Winchester, Kentucky, OFP1CK—Henllck stables, oor. ana Walnut htreets. ocU-Sm TERRE HAUTE, IND

•ATUW W. 11AKJTA WM. H. SPEVCK8. (Late of Illinois

ANNA A SPENCER,

ATTORNETK AT 1^, OFFICE: Southwest cornet Haute, Ind. Ohio streets up stairs, Tsarta of this and

Will practice In all tUti the federal courts adjoining counties, Will give strict atof Indiana and

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—IS THIS—

Finest Base Burners

ON EARTH.

GEO. S. ZIMMERMAN

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TogHher with other

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OP EVERY DESCRIPTION.

Boat tHqr a Ueadaf Stove until you have jftoA. and teamed hts prtow.

A Thirty-three dollar Suit for at J. Brennan.

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