Saturday Evening Mail, Volume 15, Number 31, Terre Haute, Vigo County, 24 January 1885 — Page 3

THE MAIL

PAPER FOR THE PEOPLE.

WHATEVER IS—IS BEST

ELLA WKRKLRU WILCOX.

I know, aa my eyes grow older. And mine eyes have earer sight— That under each rank Wrong, somewhere,

There lies the roo of Right. Th&t each sorrow has Its purpose— By the sorrowing oft nnguessed, Bat as sure as the Sun brings morning,

Whatever is, is best.

I know that each sinful action, As sure as the night brings shade, Is sometime, somewhere, panifihed,

Tho" the boar be long delayed. Iknow that thesoal is aided flSoqititlmes by the hearth unrest, I And to grow, means often to suffer,—

Bat whatever is, is best.

JI know there are no errors, In the great Eternal an,

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all things work together For the final good of man. And know when my ttoul speeds onward

In the grand. Eternal quest, I shall say, aa 1 look back eaithward, Whatever is, Is best,

it Frost-Bitten Clergy-

man.

"Wha* part do you sing, Mr. Lis6omb6 T" The brown eyed organist asked the question with such—with oh, rnich a «hariiiiug smile.

Mr. Liscorne wpa very bashful, He was not accustomed to smiles from pretty young women he had felt dimly that they were usually inclined to laugh at him. He nervously caressed the flaxen whiskers on bis pink cheek, and, after opening and closing his moutb ouco or twice in an ineffectual effort to reply, succeeded in stammering: "Tenor

usually—that

is, sometimes. Do you

have a ba—bass, sometimes, Miss Frost?" Misa Frost bad jstopped to regain the hymn-book fallen op the floor, ant one of the half down girls who constituted tbe chair answered for her: "Mr, Harris used to sing bass." '•The first hymn is the 209th," announced the organist, and leadiug the singing herself with a light, pretty soprano, which the new tenor presently joined, showing himself possessed of an excellent voice, tho rehearsal proceeded.

At the close the girls drew the numerous wraps made neccssary by the keen, bitting air of a Northern winter, and saying "Good night," left Miss, Frost locking the organ and Mr. Llsoombe standing irresolutely in the aisle {•Do yon think you will like Bluft City?' «heatked. "VVell—real ly 1-Yes I-bope so." He was so painfully embarrassed that tho girl quite pitied him. "You have a beautiful voice," she said gently: "I am so glad you are going to sing with u»,'! raiBlng hor eyes with a radiant smile to bis face, and then modestly looking to the floor. The warmth of her glance seemed to prevade his entlt-o being. He did not think of moving, nor of a word to say, but gax?d steadfastly at the croatorof this new fouud delight until she said "Won'tyou stand by tfee dobr, please, white I put out the light? I know it is wicked, but I am always afraid to bo alone in the church in Ibo dark." ...

He^mrivefa rtieeftanict»Hy to thedefor as she extinuuiftbod the kerosence lamps. It did not occur to him to assist her he was occupfei WUb ajmpte momentous thought. Shrinla h(M!lrtre Wank to

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her homo? Would she «t think hiuri tyo bold on so short an acquaintance?. He had nevetr in his life escorted a,l»dy exoept bis mother, anywhere. "Irtn't it cold said Miss Frost, closing the door: tbttchurth wasineror locked. "How bright the northern llsrata aro to-night." Bashful Mr. Llscomba could scarcely believe his br jplnoas. She had placed1 ber little nii* A in his arm quite as a matter 6r co' Ve, and ho was actually walking up JA yetreet with .that pretty head nearly j^uchlng his shoulder. A 'c "I am so much obll /d to yon for Tfckinjr th*ttt*rifc|foto &/ij«»4iome," she aaldat'fter father's, gate. "Hasn't this been a ipleasant choir-meeting 1 You ttitrtt come and see lis sometime. Oiod nightand slio vanished.

Tfee-lUCM Wisconsin town lay in a curve 6f the ramie of bluffs that guard the eastern bank of the Mississippi. Twenty years ago no raill'p^ passed through the village, and the river steamers in summer, tho /stage lines in winter, cavo It communication with the rest of .he world.

Mr. Liscombe, assistant rector and teacher of the parish acbool, had been in the place one week.' He was engaged to take the place of Mr. Hart is, lately disoovered to be a partlculsaly tierce youag -wolf in the sheep's clothlujr of a divinity student who, until the disclosures so

wolf in the sheep's clothlujr of a divinity student who, until the disclosures so derogatory to his good repute **ere iinade, baa very successfully conducted Hie school. He had at tV-at made a most favorable Impression both ou Dr. Webster, the rector, and the townspeople generally. But when his landlady discovered on |ils book shelves books of such a character that she was really ashamed to read a page, and in his tabledrawer cigars and a euchre deck, the citizens soethed with indignation that their children had been expos*}-ty the pernicious influence of a»o.h a diswlute deceiver. Tney n*r« narrow minded

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eople and in a .town where *hfc Methoand Bspti^ts expelled from 'their churches such giddy young members as would join In a quadrille, a man preparing himself for the sacred office of a clergyman, must stand without shadow of repteacb before theai.j

Oa the day following* hiyl|ndl«d» a dliVi^ri^ only fifteen of his forty pupils took their seats. He dismissed, them, went to the rectory, and resigned his situation. Dr. Webster thought that that apparent necessity might be avoided. "If you would give up smoking, and give me vour oarus and translations of George Sand," he urged, "so that I could explain to these people thai you on re nothing for them and had handed them over to me. I thiak they would become reconciled to you iu a ahort time." "No air," said the young man *, "I do not care to be dictated to In my personal habita br the people of Buff City." "If vou become a clergyman, John, will And much more trying sacrifibefore you than relinquishing French novels and cigars," the rector said rather wearily.

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hare decided not toMttr iw nlois* try," said John. "You kuow how it happened that I ever thought of doing *°Yes, the doctor knew it had been hla dying mother'a request, reluctantly co®-

glied

with from a loving sense of duty her wishoa. The next morning saw Mr. Harris embarked to the southern-bound stage. Dr. Webster when interviewed, believed

I he had gone to Dubuque, and soon after

announced that the school woul.1 reopen under the direction of the Rev. Theodore Liscombe, whose coming, the rector, hoped, "would prove a blessing to the school and tbe parish."

Tbe Sunday following his eventful attendance at choir meeting Mr. Liscombe's mind and eyes rebelliously turned themselves from the service and prayer-book bis glances constantly to the little organ standing below the chancel.

And

his thoughts I Would he

have courage to ask to walk home with ber after evening church And if he did, in what language should be clothe tbe request? But wbeu in overcoat and muffler, hat in hand, be emerged from the vestry there was pretty Mattie smiling, almost as if she was expected him, and saying, "Won't you lock tbe organ for me, please, Mr. Liscombe The key turns so bard, I guess something must be broken." He did not have to "ask be walked out by her side as if be belonged then), drinking in every word of her delicious conversation about how difficult it was to keep tbe girls in tbe choir, and what a lovely book-mark Kate St. John had made for the Bible on tbe reading desk. As they approached ber home bis heart aank, for he thought he must leave ber, but she said, "Won't yon come in a little while Father will be so glad to see you."

Capt. Frost sat by tbe fire scolding bis gentle-faced wife. He was a hab tual scolder unless strangers were present but he never found fault with bis daughter. She filled the one soft spot iu his heart. He bad earned bis title on tbe river steamers. Mattie could remember when they lived on the boat all summer and boarded at St. Lonis hotels in winter, and Mrs. Frost recalled every day of her life the dreary winter before Mattie was two years old, when the captain had been eaught at St. Paul by an early closing in of tbe river, and they had ept house live long months in the boat frozan into the ice at tbe foot or the St. Paul levee. And the Captain had stormed day and nigbt at the weather, at the town, at the boat, the boat's owners. at ber unfortunate self, and at poor Baby Mattie, who would cry at night and disturb bis slumbers. But Mattie never disturbed him now. She always pleased him he was proud of ber pretty face, her musical talent, and her good sence, which he often fublicly boasted he would back against the heads of any two girls in Wisconsin so now, when she came in introducing Mr. Liscombe, he was quite ready to drop his tirade against his wife and make himself agreeable to the guest. "Take off your coat and sit down, he said cordially, "and Mat will bring us a bite. So you've come to take Harris's place! Young scamp he was. He dropped in with Mat one evening after choir meeting, and told my wife he'd turn out bad. I can look straight through a fellow like him."

The fact was, as Mrs. Frost distinctly remembered, that when Mr. Harris first came to the house her husband had pronounced bin a tine joung fellow whom it was a shame to spoil by making a minister of but she would as soon have thought of applying a match to her kerosene-can as attracting the attention of the choleric iptaiu to any discrepancies in the opinions he expressed, so she remained discreetly silent, her patient face looking a shade meeker than before.,

Mattie came in with the "bite"—mince pie, apples, broad and milk, and a bologna sausage.

I used to keep a chunk of bologna in. my pocket when I was a boy up iu tb» Hot bouse learning th© river with old /om Corwiu, and I like tho taste of it yet," said the captain, filling his capacious mouth. "YeSj sir, I followed the river a good many years, and no boat made better time than the City of 301-5 \imbus While I was ber captain-, but I got

sick

of it, it's au uneasy life-, ^so .I!

settled down hero In the lumber busineste. That's my lumber piled up oppo-j site the church, and yon won't find a neater stock in that llue this sfde of Chicago, sir."

He always monopclized the conversation/even when people called expressly to »ee his wife or daughter, and ne con-, tlriued braggfng about himself and even about Mattie, who sat quietly bv, until Mr. Liscombe rose, shook hands all, round, and departed.

The days and weeks passed. Mr. Lis-' combe drew his pay regulaily, and kept tho children in the school-bouse the allotted hours of the session, but there his Usefulness as an instructor seemed' to come to an end. "He doesn't know whether he a hearing Latin or geography,"" complained the rector. "The school is goingtoj pieces. A man in love is good for nothing else I wasn't myself/1* be Added with a smile. 'i "Do you think MattteTflally care* for him?" asked his wife. "I don't know she gives him encouragement enough. Ross Arnold is home fnm Philadelphia for a viait. I heard him ask to see ber home last night, but she declined, saying she had au engagement. with Liseombe."

Mr. Liscombe had heard ber, too and it almost gave hltn courage to ask the qoestlon that for two months had trembled In his heart and on his lips. But bis tongue always refused to do its office, and so, to-night, although he intended to tell her be loved her, he found himself saying "Were you much acquainted with Harris, Miss Mattie? I used to see him at the divinity school."

Miss .Wattle removed her hand from his arm for an irtstant, but only to take her handkerchief from her pocket, and replied, with sweet emphasis: "He vm a very different person from foil, Mr. Xilscombo."

The tender inflection of her voice gave him the long-sougtt courage, "Oh, Miss Mattie," be cried, determined to say it now if he choked 1n theattempt, "if yon only knew what you have become "Hark!" Mattie turned her head. "Isn't that Rata St. John calling me?"

Yes, it was she, hurrying breathlessly to overtake them. Mr. Liscombe dtd not like Kate St. John. She was Mattie's very intimate friend, and bad interrupted so many tete-a-tetes that he dreaded the sound of her voice. She was a lelegr&pb operator and boarded on© door above Capt. Frost's. Mattie often went to tho office to be company lor her In the evening, sitting out of sight behind the wire screen until 8 o'clock, when Kate was relieved from duty by the night operator.

The days grew warmer and the ice went out of the river, but i' was still heaped up in great, broken sheets in the lake, and it might be several days before boat would venture through. "To-morrow W my eighteenth birthday," said Mattie^ aa they walked b°me

from church.

Liscombe had been

telling her important news be had just received an appointment to a parish in the eastern part of tbe State, but would not take ma departure until Easter. Only one thought was in his mind—that he would take her with him to his new home. He had never yet declared hla passion—but her birthday. He would present ber with a volume of Tennyson with such tender passages marked that abe could not help out understand him.

Capt. Frost was out of town he had

gone up to tbe pineries to see aboue some timber, and his wife, taking advantage of his absence, had driven over to PlHln View, a village six miles distant, to spend a few days with -an old friend, leaving Mattie to keep the bouse and Bleep witb her old friend Kate. It did not look like a very brilliant celebration of her birthday, but she seemed unusually anlirated as she saw that everything about tbe bonse was orderly, and then went to tbe school-house door to speak to Mr. Liscombe. She frequently stopped to see if he bad the list of hymns I or to tell him that choir meeting would I be a half hour earlier or later than usual to oblige one of tbe girls. But no errand of this nature brought her te day.

He thought she seemed agitated as he stepped into the vestibule, and, without waiting for him to speak, she said "Mr. Liecombe, will you do me a great favor?" "I will do anything in the world for you," be, replied earnestly, for once forgetting his basbfuluess. "Then will vou meet me in tbe church to^nigbt at 7 o'clock, and not tell a single soul?" "In tbe church at 7 o'clock. Yes, will be there/' he said. "Be sure," she cried almost breathlessly "don't make feny mistake," and she moved away, but turned back to add: "Remember, yon mnst not tell any one all."

What could it be? Was she made desperate by the news of his approaching departure and would tell him that she could not bear him to leave her? His gentle heart was filled with dismay at the thought of cansing her pain, but if she only would take the initiative and Bav she loved bim, how inexpressibly relieved Mr. Liscombe would be.

He was promptly in ihe cburcb at the hour she had designated, and, lighting one small lamp, waited quite happy and confident for her to come and bring bis fate.

A long,:deep steam-whistle broke the quiet of tbe ovening. "A boat has gotton through the lake," said Mr. Lis combe. Immediately there was a din of shouts and hurrahs. The first boat through was a great event, and almost the entire populace rushed from- their houses and down to the levee to welcome the first break in their long, monotonous winter. But all the boats on the Mississippi would not have drawn Mr. Liscombe from bis station in the church, watching to see the door open and tbe mistress of his heart appear. It did open —she came, but to bis sudden dismay she was not alone. Was he mistaken Could that be tall, handsome John Harris? Close behind came Kate St. John and a stranger.

Mattie was very pale, but her eyes shone with a ligbt never seen there before. Even thpn Mr. Liscombe could think he had never seen her so beautifuj. "Mr. Liscombe," sheciied,"ycu promised to do me a favor." "How do you do, Mr. Liscombe,"said John

Harris. "I have come to ask you to marry me to MUs Frost." Marry you!'"gasped the young clergyman. "Certainly, and we are in a hurry,

You haven't any license," he faltered.

"No

licenses are required in Wiscon

sin." "No licenses are required in Wisconsin," "No licenses are required in Wisconsin," "No licenses are required in Wisconsin," proclaimed four voices in unison. 'Miss Frost Isn't of age," he wailed, piteouslj'.

Isn't to day my 18th birthday?" asked Mattie. severe.y. -He thought of the underlined copy of Tennyson he had'sent her that morning^ and great drops of perspiration covered her face.

great baste," and taking a prayer-book irom a.pew, .opened.at. the marriage ceremony, banded it to him. "Please begin at once," he said, authoritatively.

The clergyman could see no way of escape, sb he tremulously xead the solemn service that yiade the girl he bad. come prepared to clasp to his hefttt tlfti wife of another man. John Harris kiss-ed-his brido, led the way to the vestry, and, iioldi ug the Jam pin his band, bade Mr. Liscombe fill out the blank marriage certificate he took from hife pocket. Kate St. JOhn briskly signei her name as wit

ness, and

underneath hers the stranger

placed his autograph, "Philip Sherwin, clerk str. Montague." "Thank yoii, Mr. Liscombe," said John, leavinga crisp |5in his limp grasp. "Good-bj'j Mr. Liscombe," Mattie w^is gracious to the last. "I shall never for-, get your kindness, nor how good youi have beeif to to# this winter."' "Good-by," whispered Kate. "I like to go down with you, but I had bet-, ter stay here and beep Mr. Liscpmbe, quiet a little while.", I John, hia wife, and Mr. Sherwin walk-j ed hastily to the river, avoiding tbe well-lightedstreets-

The steamer's whis-

tie sounded long ana loud. "Thatroeana me," said Mr. Sbervin, laughing. "The Captain's getting inpatient."

There was a crowd about the levee and Mattie trembled v£b excitement as she stepped on to tbe jllank leading to the deck of the Montague, but she was closely cloaked and veiled and had passed twenty acquaintances without their recognition. As the whistle again was heard, and tbe boat swung around to the middle of the nver, a small boy said "Mr. Harris got oa tte boat here. He had his hat over his face, but I knowed him." "I suppose you will all think that I have done worse than Mattie," began Kate, "but I have helped her all the time and I am glad of it.'' "All the time!" repeated Mr. Lascombe. "Yes, they were engaged before Mr. Harris went away. He got a situation in a telegraph office in Dubuque. He learned telegraphy when he was a boy, so all he had to do was to send messages to Mattie through me, and I answered them for her." "Deceived her parents," groaned her listener.

O, well, she iras sorry to deceive her mother, but ber' father—I really believe that the CSaptain' would hare killed her if he bad knowrl that she was engaged to John. This doming," ahe continued, "he sent a message that he would be up on this boat some time between 7 and 9 and for Mattie tf have you here ready to marry them "Me ready!" It was almost a moan "So that telegrams sent to atop them, or any fussing that kind, could not make any trou#e. And the clerk of the Montague, MrJ Sherwin, is a friend of John**, and be kme up to th© church with us, so thattf anything bad occurred to detain thlm the boat would not go on without {hem. But it has all come out splen&ldly, and there's tbe whistle. Tbeyjare gone now. Good-

nlAt^»ter

Mrjliaoombe west to his

new pariah. Ttare was a young lady at the organ, huthe never looked at ber he was shyer tMn ever of pretty girls.

A year from the following summer Kate visited M^tie. She badlongsince left the telegrapfr office tokeepthebooks of a wholesale dothlng bouse. Mattie looked vary

pnky

and happy, though

somewhat older but she no longer played in church—she had to stay home to take care of tbe baby.

BLAME IT ON ME"

vn [Detroit Free Press.] A grand crash—a shower of flying splinters—bump! bump! andthecoaches settled back on the rails, and the passengers picked themselves up and cried out to each other that there had been a collision. I So there had. Freight No. 17 was pulling in on tbe side-track, but the day 1 express thundered down on her while tbe train was yet a third of its length on the main track.

Some one had blundered. Some one watch was off time. Some one must held responsible for tbe accident.

Under the overturned locomotive was the fireman—dead. Near him was the engineer, pinned down to the frozen earth by one of the drivers, and when he had been relieved a doctor, who was among the passengers, knelt beside him and said "Arm

don't

broken—leg^ broken—foot

crushed to a pulp. He cannot live." Who had blundered? Who had disobeyed orders Tbs conductors of th two trains were comparing watches am orders, when the engineer beckonei them. "I alone am to blame 1" be whispered "I wasn't due here until 10:10, and 1 was just 10:05 when I struck the freight. I was ahead of time—running on her time." "So it was—so it was," whispered tbe two conductors. "This morning when I left home, continued the engineer, "the doctor was there. Our little Jennie—our 5-year-old was sick unto death. In ber delirium she kept crying out: 'Don't go, papa—

leave'Jennie to die!' It was like a knife in my heart to leave her, but go I must. 1 was leaving the house when the doctor put bis hand on my shoulder and said 'Tom, my boy, by 6 o'clock to-morrow morning she'll either be dead or better.'" "What along pay this was to me I" he went oh after a bit. "When I pulled out .of the depot to-nigbt, headed for home and Jennie, I wanted to fly. I kept giving her more steam, and I kept gaining on time. We aren't due till 7, you know, but I wanted to be in at 6— aye! *an hour before that. When the thought came to me that Jennie might be dead when next I entered the door I should have pulled tbe throttle wide open if the fireman hadn't grabbed my arm-" "Poor man J" they whispered as re shuddered with pain and seemed to be exhausted. "Yes, blame it all on me!" he whispered. "No. 17 had five minutes more to get in, and she'd have made it all right, but I stole ber tiuue. And now— and now—i!"

He lay so quiet for-a moment that the doctor felt for his heart to see if it still beQt- •. "And now—that's her—that's Jennie. She beckoning—she's calling! Right down the track—over the high bridgethrough the deep cut—I'm comingcoming!"

And men wiped tears from their eyes and whispered: i„ "He has found his child in death !"....

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of tbe

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A PRACTICAL LECTURE 02s TEMPERANCE.

Dr. N. B. Richardson, of London, says he was recently able to ootvey a considerable amount of conviction to an inteligent scholar by a simple experiment. The scholar was singing the praises of the "ruddy bumper," and saying he could not get through the day without it, when Dr. Richardson said to bim: 'Will you be good enough to feel my pulse while I stand here He did so. I said: 'Count it carefully what does it say?' 'Your pulse says 74.' I then sat down in a chair, and asked him to count it again. He did so, and said:

STour pulse has gone down to 70.' I then lay down on the lounge, and said •Wiiryou take it again He replied: •Why it is only 64 what an extraordinary thing!' I then said: 'When you lie down at night, that is the way nature gives your heart rest. You know nothing about it, but that beating organ is resting to that extent and if you reckon it up it is a great deal of rest, because in lying down the heart is doing ten strokes less a minute. Multiply that by sixty, and it is 600 multiply it by eight hours and within a fraction is is 5,000 strokes different and as the heart ia throwing six ounces of blood at every stroke, it makes a difference of 30,000 ounces of lifting during the night. When I lie down at night without any acohol that is the rest my heart gets. When you take wine or grog you do not allow that rest, for the influence of alcohol is to increase the number of strokes and instead of getting this you put on something like 15,000 extra strokes, and the result is you rise up very seedy and unfit for tbs next day's work, till yon have taken a little more of the 'ruly bumper,' which you say is the soul of man below.'" ,, ,s

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