Saturday Evening Mail, Volume 18, Number 20, Terre Haute, Vigo County, 5 November 1887 — Page 2

THE JMAIL'

A PAI KR FOR THE PEOPLE.

OH, BOLD IS THE FR06T.

Oh, bold is tlie frost that comcs nipping and nlppins: Aii: pointing the woodland over. Titi t'.i «--xls are abiaze '.u the sort luiluiflu uua

Thai VrfV f'intar.t cover. And the thin. crispy air llie meadow so fairClitics with i!it* strength of l«.vc.-. Oh. boiiI is tiie frost thai comes tipping ana tippi u'i

His 'i'lc'i of scuta o'er the tr** Till tb acorn* loll down from the oak's lofty cro.vn

At every ar*s of the breeze. And the wuodlaod perfume and the grape's pwpl- MfKjiu

The world wearv senses oppe»s»*. Oh. Ijold is (he frost that eotiio^ppin ands.ij— piux TM' bn-uli of the summer cwsy. And it kill« In it* strife that the springtime gave life

In j" tender iuiusUfue of May \i.il it :.i wiul bee iu the liollotr kl tree, And 1! irr.v Iv-art with dismay.

uli, bold is tlx- f.wt that come* nipping aad tli .- piiK Its luwid* in each river and rill, Till it Ntojist their bright smile*. and fiolicsom? wih

And liidn their blue v.avrl. ts lie Btill. Thou it trail* its fierce bauds o'er the inno-. -nt lands

A:sd wit Itrr* the valley and hill. Oh, l«jld i* the frost that comes gripping and Krippiii*

Wit li finders bitter and cold. Oh, hflp rho'a', good Lord, wlieu the fro» li abroad

Who liavo iifither lalior nor gold Kir tin* ri-'ii in their xtcallli they garner their wealth

With iuiiie*- that eannot Iw told. —Elizabeth BakorBohan.

A Study in China.

Mnr.v K. Wllklns In Harper's Bazar.] '1*1,0 nil- WHH vorv soft and sweet. The cherry trees in the vnnls were in blossom, and also iho little plum trees, but I lie nmle trees lagged behind.

There were verv few housed for a mile or two most of the way were apple orrhards, and smooth meadows bordered by stone walls. The grass in these meadows was Klitterintf young green, and there

wen?

groups of golden dande­

lions in it. A slender young woman eamc slowly down the road.

Her

poor eotton gown,

of a faded pink color, was bedraggled with dust and dew her green plaid shawl, hanging half oil' her shoulders, was ragged. She carried in ono hand great basket bristling with VHCOS, colored glass bottles, and little pla'der images, in the other a large bundle tied up in an old snnil-colored cloth. Outof this lust, lurked carefullv between the folds. poopel ii little bunch of spring Mowers, anemones and violets. The girl could hardly carry her burdens she*could scarcely put one foot before the other and di-iig herself along. Kvory now and then she stopped to rest, sotting hor basket on the wall, and leaning herself against it.

A voting man in alight oxpress wagon drove siowlv along behind her, walking his horse, and watching her curiously, lie was a Imndsomo fellow, dressed in coarse grav. There were grain bags heaped up in the back of the wagon, .lust, before he reached the woman she sank quite down in a little heap bv the

""hi-utik ejaculated tho innn. Then he chirruped to iiis horse and cried

"Whoa!"

S""Woll.

almost with the same breath,

lie threw the lines over the horses' back and sprang out, then bent closely over the prostrate ligurebv the wall and look ing in her face. "(food I/ml!" said he "She ain't drunk—'who's In a dead faint!

There lav the poor young creature on I he grass, among her little plaster images and her rags. Her face was white as death. '•Poor thing!" mutterd the young man and began nibbing her hands. "J wish I had some water," said he.

Presently she began to gasp ami try to

"There, there," said he, soothingly, holding her down: "lie still a minute, you get right tip now, you'll faint :'iv again. Keel sick, don't you?" "th dear!" groaned tho girl. '•You'll feel better in a minute: just lie still." lie continued rubbing her hands she tlxed her great eyes on him dazed I v. "Where were vou going?" asked he, presently.

t\v

Huston." "Well, I'm going two miles that way, and I 11 take you along us far as 1 go. Were you going to stop along to fell these things?" "No I've got to go right home. I

I'd go right home if I wore you.

Suppose you can got into the wagon if I kelp vou", now?" "I'd 1st as soon walk. I don't wan. to make no trouble." "Trouble? I guess it won't be much trouble. There," I'll stow away tho basket and the bundle in behind here. Now!" lie almost lifted her into tho seat, then sprang up beside her and took the lines, she'reeled when the horse started, and he caught hold of hor. "I j*uess 1 shall have to hold votv till vou get a little steadier," said he, langhlug. •Your foot don't touch the floor, anyway. do thev?" "No." "Anv one could get shook out mighty easy going over the rough places if they didn't- sit pretty tlrm. Boon away rrom home lonvr?" "A wwk." ... "Pretty hard work travelling round thi* way, ain't it?" "\wful hard," Mid the jrlrt. Then he suddenly began sobbing and crying. »ii dear! oh dear!" said she. "l\n't erv. wouldn t." •I t-»n help it: I'm tired todesith an' -,i ain't often anvb.xlv treats me the way you do. Fdks "don't waste much pity on me generally." "Well, thev ought to. It's more than

I'd want 1 'ito in vsel f—tram ping round from morning till bight lugging those things, v, mldn't think you'd have strength uh "My ar is ache dreadfully wimo* II UlttH* "I shout think they would." The vouug timi) iid this in an absent way, lookiup ah« initially.. They were coming to a h» i*e on the left side of the road. There v, a blue gHminer out in the vard as the 5 cove along ihey could through the that it was the blue iltfM of a girl who was moving about there.

The one in the wagon straightened he self up, ^nd brushed her shawl across her wet eyes. "IVoit vmi wan't me to git ttt now?" asked she.

Jet out?**said the young man. "Why we haven*i gone half a mite yet." Still be looked embarrassed and doubtful. "I didn't know but yoa'il want me to. We're coming to a house." •What if we are? Toe house won mind. 1 gues*." I

•I didn't know as you'd want to be seen riding with anybody like me." "I don't care who I'm seen riding with as long as they behave themselves and you are doing that, so far as I can see." "There ain't no need of you holding roe in, anyhow I ain't faint none now."

The young man relaxed his grasp of his arm very gladly as they passed the house. The girl in the yard bowed and half smiled, with a wondering stare. "Whom has he got?' she seemed to say. He returned her bow, raising his bat with independent stiffress. His face was very red as lie did so.

The china peddler looked half depreca tinglv, half curiously, at the girl in the yard," then at her companion. "Is that your girl?" she asked, after they had passed. She did not ask it boldly at all —rather sympathizing!}'. ile blushed redder,looked at her half angrily, then he laughed. "She doesn't mean "any harm," ne thought. "No," said he "I haven't got any girl don-'t want any. Girls don't amount to much. All they*care about is new bonnets and dresse?*." "Is it?" "Don I you?" he fwud. Then lie stopped suddenly. For a second he had thought of her and spoken to hor us a girl among other girls. Hut was she, this poor pale little creature with her basket and bundle? She was nothin~ like the girl whom they had left behim in the green yard. She had a pretty face, though he admitted that, looking at her now more critically than he had done. It was smalland Rharp, but grace fully outlined. She had a pretty way of turning her head when she spoke, too. "Me?" said she. "Yes, you." He wished he had said nothing.* It seemed cruel. "I never had no new dresses nor bonnets to know." lie fore long they reached the large white farm house where tiie youug man lived. Ho drove straight up into the yard, disregarding the girl's query as whether sue was not to be left in the road. A stout, good-faced woman opened tho door as he drove in. "Who have you got there, W7ellsJeflTer son?" she thought so vigorously that her son seemed fairly to hoar it, though she onlv stood looking, and her tongue was still. "Hulloa, mother," said lie, with a nod and a look which implied, "Wait, I'll toll you in a minute."

Then he got out of the wagon, and reached up to help the girl down. You go right into the house and sit down, said he. "Oh, no I ain't goin' in." "Yes, you are you mintl what I suv. You go in and rest a while then 111 carrv you a ways further. I've got some work to do first. "I can walk just as well I feel better now." "Nonsense!" you ain't lit to walk. Go in!"

She obeyed at last, and went in, her head hanging meekly. Wells placed a kitchen chair for hor, while his mother stood staring. "Sit down here," said he. Then he beckoned to his mother slyly, and she followed him into the next room. "What hev you brought that woman hore for, Wells? I don't want to buy anything of her." "I come across her in a dead faint two miles below here, and I took her in. It's in opinion she about half starved she looks like it. I want you to give her some breakfast, and by and by I'm going to tike hor on again. She's on the way to Boston, and I've got to go as far as Ashland, and she might as well ride.'

Mrs. Jellerson's eyes as she tlxed. them on her son were fairly severe with benevolent intent and calculation. "I could warm up the cjft'oo, and cook her a piece of beefsteak.' ,* "I would."

Mrs. Jeft'erson was a kindly, dogmatic woman. She delighted in being charitable, but she wished the recipients of her charity to dispose of it as she dictated. "You'd bettor eat the rest of that bread and butter with your meat.' she told tho little vase-woman and she ate it. Mrs. Jetlerson questioned her closely then she went out and imparted tho result to her son. "She says her name is Louise l)urTee," she told him. "I noticed that little bunch of lloweis she had in her bundle and she said she liked llowers she usod to live in the eountrv. Her folks lived down Norfolk way when sho was little. I rockon they was always low and shiftless, from what she said. Her mother died, and her father married again, and they moved into Boston. Then hor stepmother went round peddling china, and when this girl was big enough went too. I guess her father drinks, from what she said." "Poor little thing!" "Sho's voung she ain't but eighteen. I should think she might find something else to do. She don't seem like a bad kind of girl. I can't think sho is, though 1 "aiirt got any stock in that kind

°f\^,(hei/she returned she expressed her opinion about employment to the girl. "I should think vou'd rather do something elso," said she. "I should rather hire out and do house work in tho country, now. "Oh, inv God!" cried Louise, "would11!"

There was a certain difference between her manner and that of a girl of a humble class in the country. She was at ouce more pronounced and shyer. Mo country girl would have cried out "My God!""as she did. 'Why don't you?" asked the hostess. ••Why don't*I? Who'd want me? I don't know how to do a thiug. I'd have to be learned like a baby." "She'd come here in a minute if I'd oiler to take hor," thought Mrs. Jefferson. But she did not offer. She was always slow and prudent in her movements.

Nevertheless, in a month's time Louise was installed as Mrs. Jeflferson's domestic. She had toiled back from the city on foot, without her basket and bundle, and begged to be taken in. She would trv to learn, sho said: she would do just RH she was told, ana she would-expect uo pav but her board. "I do spose folks would say I was a fool to take in anybody this way," Mrs. JeflTofson told her son "but I can't help kinder taking a fancy to the girl, and I'm sorry for hor: and I ve got to hev some help haying time, and I don't see why she can't learn to wash dishes and do the rough work if she's got common wit,

As It proved, the little vase woman took very gracefully to her metamorphosis into a country domestic. "She's going to be real good help," her mistress told her son at the end of a week, "and 1 wouldn't ask for a better behaved girl. She seems perfectly contented to sit down with mo after her works done, and don't want to be running. If it'll only last.

It did last. Better servant than this poor little Bohemian never merited a a mistress's nod. She seemed to fairly delight in obedience. Mrs. Jefferson grew really fond of her. She took her Into the family, when her natural suspicions were quieted, as she always had taken her domestics. Sh* bought her a cambric dress, helped her to make it, and took her to church with her. When the girl was arrayed in that pretty cambric, and anew hat with a little bunch of flowers in it, she eyed her with pleas-

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TERRE HAUTE SATURDAY EVENING

are. She nodded and smiled behind her back to Wells, who was also eying her. "Don't she look pretty?" she motioned with her llpe and she had not one misgiving. Neither had she any when now and then her son took her servant girl to meeting of a week-day night, driving a mile and a half by moonlight in his open buggy. She thought nothing of it when he did not go to see the bluegowned girl in the farm house down the road. "He's busy haying," she said to herself. "Wells ain the kind to neglect his work for any girl and I'u glad of it."

At last, however, her eyes were open ed. Wells and Louise came home' from meeting one night, and sat down on the doorstep. The house was dark, and they supposed Mrs. Jefferson had gone to bed. But she had not she was at the sitting room window watching and listening. Something had aroused her thatafternoon. One of the neighbors had been talking to her, and she had learned for the first time how injudicious she had been in admitting such a pretty»_„doubtful sort of a girl to her house, and bringing her in such close contact with her sou. She had learned, too, that Annie Linfield, the girl in blue, was taking Wells's neglect to heart—pining over it, the neighbor said. So now she listened. Sbe could see them quite plainly, too, she peeped cautiously. "Sit down hore a minute,' Wells said: "it's u»o pleasant to go in." "Do you l»elieve we'd better?" Louise's voice replied, hesitatingly. "Of course. Why not?"

Then there was silence for a while. Mrs. Jefferson oould see her son on a lower step gazing up into her girl's face with a look which dismayed her. "It was a mighty lucky day when I happened to spy you on the road, wasn't it, Louise? he "said, presently. "Mighty lucky lor me," she replied, gracefully. "It was enough sight luckier for me, did vou know it, Louise?"

Mrs. Jefferson saw her son grasp the girl's hands as they lay in her lap. "I wish you'd kiss rne once, Louise."

The kiss was barely given and received when the

two sprang

apart suddenly and

rose. A heavv tread sounded in the enentry behind 'them, a nd Mrs. Jefferson opened the door. "Why, you hore! When did you got home from meeting?" asked she. Her voice was harsh with agitation. "A few minutes ago. I—tboughtyou'd gone to bod, mother." Wells was blushing, but ho looked her in the face liko a man. "No I thought I'd wait till you got home. I'm a-going now I've been kinder dozy." "She doesn't know," thought her son. "You'd better come in and go to bed now, Louise," his mothor went on. "You'll want to get up early in the morning it's baking day to-morrow. Did you hev a good meeting?"

Yes, ma'am" said tho girl, trembling. Then she came in obediently, and went up to her room.

For the next few days there was no chance for anv sweet conlidences be tween Wells Je'fferson and his mother's hired girl. IIo could not catch Louise alone for a second, trv as he might. Finally he got provoked he thought she avoide'd him on purpose he did not see that his mother was managing it all. lie thought Louise was at fault when Mrs. Jefferson went with him to the next ovening meeting in her stead. His mother had made a skilful show of giving hor choice in tho matter, and he thought she might have gone if she had cared to. He went off, his mother at his side, savage and hurt he had a very jealous disposition.

Annie Linlield was at the meeting. She had walked all the way alone, ilis mother remarked on it dolicatoly. "There's Annie," said sho "I guess she walked down." "I guoss III take lier home, thenf if you don't mind boingacrowded." "Of course I don't. 'Tain't fit for hor to walk so fur."

Annio Lin field's sweet loand fate, which had looked a little pensive as she sat in church, lighted up when Wells spoke to her. She accepted his invitation prettily she was ready enough to overlook his defection. So she sat happilvathis side, riding along, with her soft white shawl drawn closely around her dainty shoulders, while her poor little unconscious rival sat all along in the dark at her window, crying.

4Jone

to bed,Louisa? 'called Mis Jeff

er.°on when she entered tho house. "Yes, ma'am." "She's been crying," thought hor mistress, with a pain in her heart.

The next morning Wells went away on business. His mothor had been urging it for some time. Ho would stay away two days and one night. "You've got to see your uncle about that note, some time," his mother had said, "and you might as well go to-morrow as to wait. The hay's all :ln.

Wells had not demurred this time. His mother watched zealously lest he should make an effort to see Ixnise before he started, but he did not even try.

That afternoon she spoke to Louise about the matter. They were in the sit-ting-room after dinner. "Louise," said Mrs. Jefferson, with an odd stiffness and embarrassment in her tone, "I want to speak to you about something."

Louise looked up from her work—she was learning to sew. •It's—about Wells," her mistress went on. "I don't like to speak about it, but I've got to, and you mustn't feel hurt. I never thought of such a thing till lately. I never thought that—well, I might as well tell you I never thought that you and my son would think so much of each other."

Louise never took her eyes off her mistress." She looked aside uneasily then went ii. "Of course you know such a thing would make me very unhappy. It wouldn't be for his best good. I haven't got a thing against jrou, you know, Louise. You've been a mil good girl, and I think a great deal of you but you know as well as I do—your common sense must teach vou—that Wells would need a different kind of a person for his wife—somebody that's been brought up more like him." "I knowlw'n't brought up anyhow but I'ain't been—I've tried to be good, Mis* Jefferson." "I know yon have, you've been a real good girl, ionise. But, don't vou know it different. Now there is Annie Linfield Wells an' she wa'n'n't engaged, but he use.l to go and see her real often. It would be splendid thing for him. Her father's got property and she's fin only daughter, and a real smart, capable girl?' "She'd make him abetter wife than me, wouldn't she?"

Was it said in innocence or sarcasm? Mrs. Jefferson looked at her sharply. 'Why, of coarse she woald. Louise, your common sense mast show yoa that," "I won't make him no trouble—yoa needn't worry."

Mrs. Jefferaou looked at Louise uneasily. She woald not have minded so much if she had cried. She had a strained look on her little faae which troubled her. "Well, I can't help it. I know I am acting for the best," she told herself.

That night, when the stars were all

oat, and everything was still, a small, trembling figure stole down-stairs. ItT pattered softly into Mrs. Jefferson's bed* room, bent over the sleeping women and kissed her forehead. Then it fled oat of house and down the shadowy road to Boston.

The next morning Mrs. Jefferson, after calling Louise in vain, went up to her room. The bed had not been slept in, and there was a little note on the bureau It was printed—she could not write and no one Knew how the poor child had acquired even this much knowledge. "DEKR MIS JKFFSON—I am goin awa. I am sick of hous-wurk. It is two slow. I am goin to wurk selliu vaisis agin.—

LOISK,

Mrs. Jefferson's first emotions were disgust and disappointment. Then she suddenly understood. This little note bad been written with the cunning born of love and 'unselfish devotion. It had been written for her to show Wells. It made her way all plain. It would cure him.

When sbe understood, she sat down and erted with pity and remorse. "I couldn't help it," she moaned extenualtingly to herself. "I couldn't have my my son marry a china woman."

Sbe was g*Iad when Annie Linfield came over that afternoon. She had on pretty muslin, and she flushed very pink* when Mrs. Jefferson greeted her. "I just came on an errand for mother," said sbe. "Well, you must come in'and rest a minute, now you are here,' replied the other, with an inward resolve to keop Iter till Wells returned.

She did so without much difficulty. When the young man returned, he found the protty, smiling girl with his mother. He looked around for Louise but said nothing, supposing she would appear every minute, till thoy took their seats at the tea-table, "Where's Louise?"' he asked then, trying to look unconcerned.

His mother made a motion for him to be still. He looked at her wonderingly, jumping to the conclusion that Lousse had gone visiting somewhere, without considering the improbability of it.

When he entered the house after escorting Annie home that evening, ho looked around, certainly expecting to see her then. "Why, whore is Ijouise?" he asked again.

Then his mother showed the note to him. The young man looked pale and sick when he had glanced at it aud thrown it on the table. "All you can tell about that kind of people," said he.

He said nothing more about it: neither did his mother. They never spoke together about the girl afterward. The mother felt too desirous of not plunging further into deceit, the son felt too sore and mortified. He did not seem himself for a while then he cheered up, and went to see Annie Linfield. They were married in a year. Mrs. Jefferson was delighted. The girl was dainty and protty aud sweet-tempered, and vorv rond of Wells. The two women could worship him together.

The young couple went on a short wedding tour. When they returned they werfe to live with the bridegroom's mother. While they were away Airs. Jefferson was busy and happy with preparations for the reception.

One morning while she was cooking in the kitchen, a shadow fell across the floor. She started, and looked. A worn an with a basket full of vases and a groat bundle of old clothes stood in the door. "f don want anything," said Mrs. Jefferson, shortly. She was always aghast at those women now.

Tho woman stepped in. "I your name Jefferson, lady?" said she. "Yes, tliat's my name. "You had a girl named Louise Durfee liviu'with you once, didn't you, lady."

}"Yes.

Do—yoii know anything about

her?" "I'm her mother, lady." "I hope Louise is- getting along well." "She died last week."

Mrs. .Tafferson turned white, and sank into a chair. "Dead," she *aid. "Yes, lady. She had the consumption She wont out on the road agin after she got buck, and she got cold. She wan't very stout to carry the basket anyway.'

The woman looked at Mrs. Jefferson's shocked face curiously. There was no softness in her glittering black eyes mid her brown face. She had gyp*y blood in hor. "I've got something for you, lady," said sho.

She took a parcel carefully from her basket and handed it to Mrs. Jefferson. This erratic sly-naturcd woman had not much regard for her word but ono is scarcely human for whom there is no truth fnviolablo. She had still one sanctuary left for her promise to an innocent departed soul. "3he kep' it hid in the bed till the dayshe died. Then she give it to me. It was all done up careful this way. She saved up and bought 'em unbeknownst to me."

Mrs. Jefferson with trembling fingess unrolled rag after rag. At last came a clean wbite one. Then she saw a pair pair of little vases and a slip of paper. On this was written, "Fur Mis' Jefraon to set on her parlor shelf." In the same white cloth, wrapped seperately in tissue paper, was something else. Mrs. Jefferson could hardly see that for the tears. It was a delicate little Parian flower girl. On its slip of paper was written4 "For Him."

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The digestive system is wholly out of order ana diarrhea and constipation may be a symptom or the two may alternate. There are often hemorrhoids or even loss of blood. There may be giddiness sad often headache and acidity or flatulence and tenderness in the pit of the stomach. To correct all this if not effect a cure try Green's August Flower, it cost but a trifle and thousands attest its efficacy. oJUeow.

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