Saturday Evening Mail, Volume 17, Number 32, Terre Haute, Vigo County, 29 January 1887 — Page 2

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A PAPER FOR THE PEOPLE.

THE UNKNOWN FACE.

Across thi mile a that stretch between, Throu«h (lave of Eloom or glad sunlight, There shines face I have not seen.

Which yet doth make ray world more bright

He may bo near, ho may be far, ,^ Or near or far I canpot see, But faithful as the morning star,

He yet shall rine and come to me.

What though fat'* loads tin separate ways," The woril is round and time is fleet A journpy of a few brW days

And face to face we two shall meet. Shall meet beneath God's arching skies, While suns shall blaze, or stare shall gleam, And, looking in each other's eyes,

Shall hold the past as but a dream.

But round an 1 perfect and complete, Life like a star shall climb the height As we two press with willing feet

Together toward the inflnlts.

And still behind the ppacs between. As back of dawns the sunbeams play. There shines the faca I have net cn,

Whose smile shall wake ray world to-day.

A Vagabond.

Julie K. W'etherell in The Current.] Jimmy Oaylc «at on the pine straw •with his back against a treo, and looked about him. It wa»adry, bright, dusty day of autumn, with a burning sun and a cool wind. October had passed through the woods with her torch, and set the branches on tire and in spite of the glow of noon, there was a feeling in the air of the slow approach of winter.

Meanwhile, Jimmy's hand-organ rested on the ground beside him, and the attendant monkey gambolled as far as his

chain would allow. But Heppo had that

amiable and patient disposition, common to monkeys, which seems to lend itself readily to a monotonous life, and seeks to alleviate it by a hundred little pranks. lie seated himself on a stump, and began to munch a raw onion that he held Tn both paws wrinkling his wizened face in an agonized way as he bit into the odorous bulb. Thon, to add variety to the repast, he flung the onion on the ground, and pitched headlong after it from the stump. Then he tried holding it with his hind-paws while ho afe. Then he discarded it altogether, and scrambled toward Jimmy, at an awkward run unpleasantly suggestive of a human being on all-fours. Then ho made a futilo grab at a passing Hy—examined his empty paw cautiously, and stutt'od it into his mouth with a foolish simper.

But the onior. was the beginning and end of all things, and ho always returned to it with unabated interest. He had self-conscious air, perhaps the result of his public career although, indeed, the monkoy is the only animal capable of expressing self-consciousness. The others are supremely indifferent to the opinion of mankind.

Hut .limmv was not thinking of Heppo. Ho throw oti4 his battered hat, and ran his hands through his hair. "This is good/' said he "it makes me fed young."

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his feet in this corner Of Mississippi but the faco of nature does not "grow out of all knowledge," as towns and people do. The spot lookod as young as when his eves first beheld It. "Must be gottin' old," ho mused. "I didn't uso to liko the thought o* homeseemed to me like boin' tied down toono spot, an' drudgin' there all your days."

The "voice of the highway had alwavs called strenuously upon Jimmy. He" was a born vagabond, and a humdrum, respectable lifo would have boon unspeakably irksome to him.

Me had married early, and, to please Annie, his fvosh-chookod young wife, lie had stuck manfully to his trade of tinsmith. Hut when she died, leaving a year old child, the obligation seemed to bo dissolved, and ho began to lead a roving life, picking up odd jobs here and there, and falling into the slouching gait of the tramp.

Mrs. Crane, the wid wed sister of his ife, had Uttlo patience with him. "You ain't tlttin' to have the charge of a child," she said. "You give Liner to me, an' I'll take care o' her. If you kin make out to do it, you'd bettor send mo some mnnev new an' then, to pay for her clo'es—not that I count much on your doin' It," she added, severely.

Since then, Jimmy had been a wanderer. lie had seen many cities, and known many hardships but had always managed to pick up a living—and, after all, how much better it was than being fettered bv all sorts of rules!

At last, one day in Xow Orleans, the bright idea occurred to him to buy the hand-organ and monkev of an Italian who was anxious to sell. Jimmy had tried to drive a sharp bargain on tlie plea that the monkey, as well as the handorgan, was "second-handed." But the Italian maintained stoutly that Heppo was as good as now, and would not abate his price bv so much as one cent.

It provetl an excellent investment, for Jim in went into the rural districts where*monkeys and hand organs are exciting novelties, and the public ear is not anted with constant repetitions of the "Hobble Duet," and "Uood-by, honey, I'm gone."

At whatever cluster of houses he stopped, he was sure of an admiring audience, and Heppo always handed his gaudy cap back to his master quite heavy with* small coin. It was Beppo who made the performance a success, for the children shrieked with delight as he hobbled about, cap in hand, his tail protruding absurdly from his scarlet skirt.

So Jimmy had made money, and, strange to say, had saved it. In his vagabond life, he had taken little note of time, and now, when he stopped to think, he was startled to find how manv years had reeled away. "I'm* gettin'on in years," he said to himself, with a pang.

Was the day to eome when his ears would be too dull to hear the voice of the highway, his limbs too feeble to follow, even if ne heard? Somehow, he wanted to get "home" again, and, by this token, he seemed to feel the tirst chill breath of approaching age, fie wanted to see Lina, his daughter, who must be "nigh onto twenty year," as he phrased it.

Lina a woman! It was strange! He took from his pocket a tintype ofjiina at six months—a goggle-eyed babv with indistinct features—and then h® looked at the picture of himself and Annie, taken the day aYter their marriage. He was in all the*glory of "store-elothe®," with a large gold pin stuck in his soarf—a little bit of Imagination on the photographer. One large hand waa outspread upon his knee, and the other clutched Annie's shoulder. They were seated at a respectful distance from each other, as if not on very good terms. An ie had alao. a gold pin*, and gold ear-rings and a "tluger ring," as she called it. Her bead had a

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great deal of hair piled upon it, and a large, white lace scarf was outspread on her bosom—in fact, everything that dress could do, baL been done to spoil her rustic prettin^s. "Folks said we were a mighty bandsome couple," thought Jimmy. "I don't see on women nowadays that've got red cheeks like Annie had. I wonder if Liner favors her, how she's grown.'

After he had seen his daughter, he would take the road again, to earn more money and save it, as a provision for the old age that seemed advancing. 'Pears to me like I can't see as good as I did," he mnttered, getting stiffly on his feet, and pacing his hand across his eyes.

He felt sluggish, and the organ seemed to weigh more heavily on his back than of yore. He gave the monkey quite a paternal smile, as the creature scrambled up on his shoulder. Jimmy was fond of animals, and Beppo had been a companion to him. "It ain't exaclv like haviu' a reg'lar human bein' with you," he used to ex explain "but it's like a body that ain\ right wise, one the harmless kind that don't hurt no one."

He was still some distance from Palmyra, his native village. His usual plan was to pass the night in the house of some good-natured countryman carrying in his knapsack the daily supply of food for himself and Beppo.

A day's tramp brought him near Palmyra, and he began to realize that it was illness, not age, that was pressing upon him.

He stopped to get some water at a negro cabin perched precariously upon a hillock, which was rapidly washing away on all sides. The woman of the house stood with her hands on her broad hips, frowning in the sun, as she gazed at him. "You Took mighty peak-ed," she remarked, "got de measles?" "I dunno," said Jimmy, listlessly. ''Well, you're broke out like you got 'cm. Praise de Lawd, we've all had 'em, f'urn Lilly Rosalie down to de old man. To be shore, de ole man's done chop his toe with a axe, an' now I has dat to contain with," and she followed Jimmy into the road, to pour her sorrows into his

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How his feet flagged! But it was not far off—not so very far—and Lina would nurse him now that he was sick.

He wondered if many changes had taken place in the village. He could see, in fancy, his sister-in-law's prim little house, painted yellow, with brown shutters, the neat little white fence, and, in the yard, the Cape jasmine bushes, the rosy crapemyrtle trees, and the mimosa spreading its feathery branches like a sun-shade. How well he remembered that genteel, chilly parlor of hers, with the horse-hair furniture the fireplace blocked up with a screen of gaudi-ly-flowered paper the long-faced clock on the high mantel-piece, flanked by two large pink shells a blue vase at one end, and at the other, a white plaster deer that had very black eyes, a red nose, and highly arched black eyebrows, which gave it an expression of perpetual surprise.

Jimmy knew these adornments by heart. He had conned them over so often on those long, dull Sundays that he and Annie had spent with Mrs. Crane, in the old days.

Well, here he was in Palmyra at last. It looked vorv much the same. There was the courthouse with its sky-blue dome and the tall clock-tower but he could no longer tell the hour, at such a distance. Everything was dull and quiet. A few horses were tied at a rack facing one ofthe saloons, and some men were sitting in front of the weather-beat-en stores. An ox-wagon crawled along the street, with a tattered negro driver trudging beside it, cracking liis whip, and shouting encouragernont to Brandy, Whisky, Logan and .Red. Another wagon was stopping at the grocory, and one of the oxen was lying down, dragging the yoke heavily on tho pationt nock of his mate.

Jimmy had to pass the church on his way to his sister-in-law's house. Hero was a transformation! It was freshly painted, and had stained glass windows, quito like a city church. Something was going on inside—perhaps a wedding. As Jimmy stopped and rosted his organ on the banquette, with Boppo on top of it, the bridal party came forth.

The bridegroom woro a look of sheepish joy. His boots and his hair shone alike with an oily lustre. His pantaloons were not quite long enough, and his frock coat was too short in the waist—clearly, ho was a village beau. The bride was robed in thin white muslin, lavishly trimmed with cheap lace. A wreath of white artificial flowers bristled around her pretty, rosy face, and she wore chunsilv-iitting white kid gloves but nothing would vulgarize the shining of iior deep brown eyes.

A crowd of young people followed her, the girls in* light, fresh dresses and bright ribbons, and with them an elderly woman in a gown of some wiry gray st uff. Jim my recognized his sistor-in-

"Lordlsho ain'tchanged," he thought "got just the same sharp look outer her eyes. She ain't grown no older—just dried up."

The bride turned and addressed her as "aunt." .limmv's heart gave a great thrill of pride. 'This was his daughter, this young ladv! He and Annie had not had such a tine wedding. Ho felt like rushing up to her, and telling her he was her father.

Hut, at this moment, one of the girls said, quite audibly: "Jenny, just look at that horrid man. I feel right scared of him."

Jimmy shrank back. No doubt, his tangled hair, and eyes bloodshot with fever made bim an unpleasant sight. This was not the time to press his relationship upon IJna. He would get a night's lodging somewhere in the village and "sorter fix up before going to his sister-in-law's house.

He paused at a small cottage on the edge of Palmvra. Of old, the Lemons had lived here but when he knocked, a strange face appeared at the door. "Kin I get a night's iodgin' here?" Jimmv asked. "A'IH vou?" repeated the man, stepping hastily back, and speaking with angry sarcasm. "Not much vou can't, with* them spots all over your face. The country's full o' small-pox but wo haven't had none here, an' we don't want none. So vou clear out, an' don't be glvin* it to other folks. The Mayor won't allow you in the town," he added, with the pitflessness of terror.

He slammed the door, and retired, calling: "Almiry, you Almiry! fetch me the cam phi re bottle."

Jimmv turned away, with a swelling heart. He was an outcast, then—Jimmy Kayte who had been always welcome among his wandering companions, and had been called a good fellow. But he would ask nothing more of any man, he said to himself, as he tailed along— whither? He scarcely knew.

He came to an empty cabin, standing not far from the road. It was a poor enough place, and the floor would make a hard bed but at least it would be a roof over his head.

He grew worse and worse. "I bHieve I'm dyin'," he muttered,

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think of was the green-and-'whiteMetho-dist church where he had gone to Sunday school. The picture rose before him of himself seated on a- bench, swinging his bare feet. The back door stood open, and his thoughts went wandering out like lost sheep—past the green clump of Cherokee studded thick with white roses, and the bloomy hawthorn hedge, across the green fields, to the great woods where there was a glimpse of bright water running on and on. With what a tinkling voice it called upon him to follow! His Sunday school teacher wore wonderful flowers in her bonnet, and used some sweet kind of scent on her handkerchief. He never knew his lesson, and she used to shake her head at him, and hold up Tom Parker as a model of good behavior, as she put down a bad mark after Jimmy's name. The little shrill voices of the children, sihging the hymn, rang through his head. How still it was. this Sunday! It seem as if even the birds knew what day it was, and kept quiet Only the children's hymn and the reedy pipe of the melodeon floated out of the window, and rose toward the sky.

He came back with a start. »Yes—I'm dyin'," he said, in a parched voice.

He fumbled at Beppo's collar. Why should he keep the poor little beast with him, to starve? He could live a life of liberty in the woods. At first, Beppo did not realize the fact of his freedom but continued to frolic aimlessly about the hut.

Jimmy's bleared eyes followed him, with the anxious hope that he might stay.

But Beppo had discovered the door—, he hesitated on the threshold for an instant—and was gone.

The man sobbed aloud. Now, indeed, he was alone. Then he forgot himself in heavy dreams, through which the outside noises of birds and insects pierced dimly.

He thought that Lina was a child again, and her little pattering footfall was echoing on the bare floor. The sound was so real that his eyes sprang open.

It was Beppo. Affection for his master, was scarcely the power that had brought him back. It was rather because he had been bred in close quarters, and did not comprehend, as yet, the wide liberty of woodland life. More than this, all that his brute instinct knew of home and food centered in Jimmy so he bad come home to be fed.

Jimmy tried to thank God for releasing him from the terror of utter loneliness. He thought to himself that he would feed Beppo once a day, so that the creature would stay with him, as long as the food in the knapsack lasted.

But he would drift away into a stupor again, and half-arousing from it, would fancy that another day had come, and it must be time to feed Beppo.

In reality, the period of his suffering was not long but what an eternity of misery it held!—of fever, of pain, and the agony of thirst searing the parched and swollen throat.

Beppo scrambled about the floor, playing with sticks and straws,' and chattering to himself. Sometimes, he would try to catch the scaly-backed lizards that darted away over the rough boards with a husky, rattling noise. Now and thon, he would run to his master's side, and ass his black paws over his face, gruntng: "Ouf, ouf!" Sometimes he went out but always returned.

Jimmy had become very still. The monkey's clever paws were rummaging in the knapsack.

The sky was deeply blue, and tho sun was smitting the withered fields and ruddy forests with all its burning might. Through the hot silenco thrilled the note of the locust.

Jimmy opened his eyes. Everything swam before them in a dark mist. 'It's gettin' night,-' he whispered, his lips scarcely forming the words.

The vagabond's wanderings were ended.

v. Cotton Warp.

[Phcebe Parmalee In Housekeeping.] My mother-in-law was rocking and soothing the baby it was nearing his bod-time. I was getting supper on the table, and hurrying because I had heard tho wheels of my husband's wagon. He had been to town, and I know a good supper would comfort hini mentally as well as physically. Baby fretted for me. "There, there! said mother. "Is the boy sleepy? Grandma's boy! He shall have his supper presently. There, there!"

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en tie voice and kind, patient manner, mv hurry I had time to think how thankful I was for the help she was giving me, but I was too anxious about getting supper ready on time to feol very much soothed myself.

The door opened and David came in with his usual hearty greeting. "There's something for you, Kitty," he said, tossing a parcel on to the lounge. "Is supper all readv?" giving a comprehensive glance from the table to the stove, from tho stove to tho pantry, then back to the table again, "llello, plums! That reminds me— Well, I'm hungry let's have supper. How's baby been to-day? Is your shoulder better to-day, mother?"

Babv squirmed and kicked with delight as he came to my arms, and I think mother was glad to oe relieved of her burden, for she had been suffering from a lame shoulder: but she hadn't complained, so I had been a little thoughtless and permitted her to hold the heavy child too long perhaps. "Now, Kittv," said David, moving his chair back from the table and reaching toward the bundle on the lounge, "I was too hungry to show this to you before supper but you can get a good meal for a hungry man!" "Not toi

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posed to find an unfavorable, hidden meaning in his words. "Yes, yes, for anybody," looking uneasily at me as if feeling a discord in my toner "Kitty cooks very well indeed better than I did at her age," said mother, tuning the discord. "Of course she does! She deserves something nice for being such a nice housekeeper,' said David, playfully, "and I thought I'd get her something to-day. Wasnt I good?"

He opened the paper and unfolded to mv curious eyes a piece of dress goods. "I heard yon say you wished you could have a plum-colored cashmere, and I found just the thing at Strauss'. Don't vou think it's pretty?" rather anxiously. "Why, David, it's part cotton! I knew this piece was in his store. I wanted an all-wool one, and was going to wait until I went to the city. I hadn't decided on this color either. I had almost decided to get black. I wish you'd let me select my own clothes!"

David gazed at me with a mixture of surprise, sorrow, chagrin, and anger in his face for a moment,, then went nurri edly across the room, took np the milkpall. and went to the barnyard to finish up the evening work.

I looked at mother uneasily. I was standing by the table, and she was undressing baby. What would she think of me, or say to me for being so cross to her big boy? She went on with her work gently ana calmly as if nothing had happeded, while I knew something had

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happened,—I had harshly repulapd intended kindness I had exhibited unwomanly ingratitude, and above all, I' had wounded David's feelings. Was there any excuse for me? I thought I would try and find out. "I'm sorry this isn't all wool. I could stand the color: I think that's rather pretty. Don't you think it pays better to get all-wool goods? 1 knew she did thinks so, but I wanted her to say something to raise my somewhat depressed self-respect. "Yes, I think it almost always pays to get good material." Then she laoked very thoughtfully at me as if she had something to say in addition, but wasn't sure it was best.

I waited another moment, and then seeing she had given np the thought of speaking further, I tried to draw her out, this time more successfully. "I know I was not kind when I spoke as did to David, and I'm sorry but I don't think any man ought to buy goods for a woman.' "No, a man isn't usually so good judge of quality—in cloth." Then after a pause, during which she looked at me searchingly and stroked the sleepy boy gently, she said in a hesitating manner: "A man has to think of such different things, that he can't, or maybe doesn't take time to think of the things of less importance." "But I thought you were very particular about having everything genuinely

jood! I said, catching at a straw, in her for genuineness and sincerity in all

things. "Yes, uine even in such sma but, Kitty," she said kindly but earnest ly, "isn't there something of greater value than the dress we wear for a day and then throw aside?"

I do like everything to be genii matters as dress

I looked at her, surprised -at the turn in the conversation she noticed my expression and said: "I don't want you to think I am going to give you a sermon I am only trying to bring to your remembrance something you know and believe already." She saw it was safe to proceed: "And, Kitty, you have been a good daughter to me shall I not be a good mother to you?" "You have! you have!" I exclaimed, mellowing wholly for the good seed to be sown. "While you love nice things to wear, don't you love David more? Doesn't the cotton warp in that piece of cashmere really trouble you less now than it did? Doesn't the thought of David's disappointment over the reception of his intended kindness trouble you now instead? Yes, I know it does!" soothingly. "And I was thinking just now how your two lives, your expectation of happiness, are as the warp and woof of a Fabric. Oh! of how much more importance than the piece lying there on the lounge. Should one of you fail in sincere, genuine love should you forget to cherish the other should you allow thoughtless words and acts to mar an otherwise happy union, would not yours degenerate into a union of 'cotton-and-wool?' You understand me. Kindness on both sides and forbearance would be as preferable as all-wool goods is to halfwool. There! I did preach I didn't mean to. Baby's asleep hadn't you better put him in his erib?"

I silently took the baby and laid him in his crib* and smoothed the covers over him, then walked back to the table and cleared it, all the time preaching the sequel to mother's sermon to myself. "'Cotton warp!' Well, the analogy can be carried further one's character may have cotton warp in it, even if it appears 'all-wool.' I certainly exhibited 'poor warp' just now, and I know David must think so too. I am ashamed, and I have been priding myself upon being a genuine lady. Of course, I am sorry about the dress. I do like real things, but I'll wear it as gracefully as possible. There's one comfort! While cloth must stay as it's made, there a chance for improvement in this human web, and there's room for it, too,—in some cases. There! I forgot to put on my dishwater. I'll just put it over, and go out and help David." "Mother!" I said, in ashamefaced way, "while I'm waiting for my dishwater, I'll just run out and milk one of the cows, wouldn't you?''

And she smiled pleasantly and said: "I'm not afraid to stay alone." David's whereabouts in the yard could not be found by his usual song or whistle he didn't even have as much as usual to remark to the cows. A low "so, boss!" guided mo to the further corner of the vard. "Davy," I said humbly, "I've come to help you milk. Have you milked Beauty"?"

And he looked up somewhat startled by my sudden appearance, but smiled his forgiveness presently. He understood my mental attitude, and forbore any remarks regarding my previous behavior.

His magnanimity caused the closing thoughts in mother's and *mv joint sermon: "If there is any'cotton warp' in our union, he doesn't possess a thread of it."

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Famous "Belle of Bourbon"

IS DEATH TO

MALARIA. CHILLS AND FEVER. TYPHOID FEVKR. INDIGESTION. DYSPEPSIA, SURGICAL FEVERS,

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BLOOD POISONING, CONSUMPTION. SLEEPLESSNESS or INSOMNIA, 'l,t and DISSIMULATION of FOOD.

A 10 Years Old.

Absolutely Pure. No Fusel Oil.

THE GREAT APPETIZER.

PRODUCING OUR BELLE orBOURBOlf W USE ONLY THE FLIMTY OR HOMIHY BWT OFTHE ORWM THUS FREEING IT OF FUSEL OIL BEFORE IT IS DISTILLED

LOUISVILLE, KY., May 22, 1888.

This will certify that I have examined the Sample of Belle of Bourbon Whisky received from Lawrence Ostrom A Co., and found the same to be perfectly free from Fusel Oil and all other deleterious substances and strictly pure. I cheerfully recommend the same for Family and Medicinal purposes.

J. P. BAKNUM, M. D.

Anylitieal Chemist, IiOulsvllle, Ky. For sale by Druggists, Wine Merchants and Grocers everywhere. Price, $1.25 per bottle.

If not found at the above, half-dor., bottles express paid in plain boxes will be sent to any address in the United States or Canada, on receipt of six dollars.

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