The Eastern Texas News. (Palestine, Tex.), Vol. 6, No. 10, Ed. 1 Saturday, April 23, 1881 Page: 1 of 4
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Vl'HI.ISHKl> BV EDWIN E. UVKUALL,
Udltor unci l'j'oprlutui'.
A Representative and Progressive Newspaper—Devoted to the True, the Beautii'ul, the Good.
PALESTINE, ANDERSON COUNTY, TEXAS, SATURDAY, APRIL A 1881.
VOL. VI-NO. 10.
It was morning in the garden,
l.ile stirred iimiinir the irrc*,
Wliere low love whispers answered
To the woolutfot t&c breeze.
And tbc blrda were siwfinir matins.
Not it Voice was out ol' tune,
And the dew luy on the roses
That crowned the month of June.
Am) away there in the distance
Shono a vision of the sea.
And 1 plucked a rose for Molly
And she crossed tbc lawn to mo.
O the ijlory of the sunshinol
O the luurniur of the hives!
As wo stood there once, together
in thetnoruiuK of our lives.
Anil subtle, saintly fratfranoo
l'o jssed me unawares.
That floats about a nntiden
.lust risen from tier prayers.
And the parrot bowed his top-knot
To her tinner, from the perch.
As she softly hummed the hymn tun*
We bad sung last night at church.
Then half ashamed, I muttered,
" Here's a rose for you, but see,
Deep In my clumsy linger.
The thorn reinalus with me!"
Straight from her housewife dainty,
Sbc brought a ncyjlle bright,
And sought the ora^l mischief out,
With skillful linger light.
L> Molly, still I see you,
As you there beside me stood,
In girlish, simple beauty,
God knows that you were good
And 1 hear you softly saying,
'• Do 1 hurt you)1 does it smart!"
And 1 could not make an answer
Kor the beating of my heart.
The silent hills stood watching ua
That sunlit, summer morn.
When from my aching linger
You drew uway the thorn.
Ah! little witch, you haunted me
Thro' many a lonesome day.
When I wandered from your garden
With pilgrim feet away.
And by and by, *n evil hour,
I asked you once again,
To pluck a thorn from out my heurt.
And ease my bosom's pain.
And you would not, or you could not,
Itut you turned with tears away.
And the dream of mauboud faded
For ever and for aye.
The time of llowcrs is over,
The rain falls cold and chill.
The mist comes crooning sadly.
O'er every sunlit hill.
Yet I can suffer for yvrnr sake,
Since better ma)' not be.
If you may keep the rose, dear.
The thorn may bide with me.
HANNAH AND I.
My father had moved into a new
jiluce. Prospectively, I enjoyed much
in the dethronement of our household
gods and the reduction of all our world-
ly goods to a state of chaos. I foresaw
t he delicious suspense, anxiety and final
dismay or rejoicing that would attend
the transit of our looking-glasses and
parlor chairs. I looked forward to a
kind of nomadic existence about the
house during the days wherein we were
getting settled, to the exploration of
unknown depths under the closet-stairs
and of mysterious recesses behind the
chimney. I expected to sit and sing in
the best rocking-chair, to roll my tired
limbs oil the best mattress, and to take
:uy dinner with a large spoon from out
a fruit-jar. ,
When, therefore, 1 rode up from the
depot on top of the box containing my
mother's best china and glass-ware, I
felt that every one who beheld, also en-
vied. The short ends of my hat-band
fluttered spiritedly in the March breeze,
and the anticipatory tremors in my
breast creaked the starched shirt-front
beneath my jacket.
At a very tender age we realize that
this is a world of disappointments. For
I lie next few days my life consisted
mainly in hunting up the hammer, run-
ning for nails, trotting up to the store
and down to the tinners, and after the
carpenter, pushing stove-legs into place,
holding up foot-boards of family bed-
steads, lifting, the corners of bureaus,
waiting upon the painter and the white-
wash man, getting my lingers pinched,
getting scolded, getting a cold, losing
my handkerchief, having nothing in
particular to eat, save a little baker's
bread and now and then a bit of beaf-
steak, cooked sometimes by my mother,
sometimes by my father, sometimes by-
Mary Sullivan, and occasionally by ail
By the third day I began to see that
the anarchic style of housekeeping has
its disadvantages, and to feci that the
springs of a naturally good constitution
were wearing out in the family service.
On the. morning of that day I left my
mother and Mary Sullivan stretching a
carpet fitted for a room fifteen by fifteen
to cover our new dining-room fifteen by
sixteen, and walked out in the yard to
fake the air.
As I sauntered down to the front gate
tny eyes were greeted by a vision of
youth—I cannot say of beauty—swing-
ing upon the gate over the way.
The "vision" wore a large bombazine
hood, such as was at this time in high
repute among grandmothers, but was
never calculated to enhance the charms
of the youth. A little plaid shawl was
pinned askew about her shoulders. One
of a species of embroidered pantalets,
which like the dodo of Mauritius, has
since become extinct, had slipped down
and lay like a wrinkled bandage, along
with her garter, around the top of her
"Hallol" said I.
"Hallo!" responded she; "you're a
mean, nasty boy!"
I should have promptly returned this
compliment but for the consideration
that I had just moved into the commu-
nity and everything depended upon my
acquiring a good reputation. Without
replying, therefore, I began reflectively
subsided. It was now at high tide, and
the applo full into the ooze just below
Hoy, come over and pick up my
apple,'"1 commanded tny neighbor.
Conscious of setting that y oung pagan
an example of good manners, I returned
the applo with ft bow my mother had
taught me. She gave it two or three
cleansing dashes on her dress skirt And
then said: *
Lend me your knife and I'll give
She set the apple upon top of Jiie
gate-post, savagely jammed the knife
through it, wiped the blade on'her
shawl, and returned the knife with the
larger part of the apple. #
"Thank you," said I-.
" What is yottr name, boy." *
" GooYge Harriman. What is yAu'ru?"
" Hannah Ann Farley. You going to
live in that -house!"'
"I expect to."
" I'm glad of it. There's beeu a dis-
agreeable, stuck-up little girl living
over there. I thought, when lirst I saw
you, you were going to be just like her."
Tills 1 took as Hannah's apology t'ot-
her reception. It was satisfactory, and
we might then and there have become
friends, but at that moment Mary Sulli-
van came to our front door and called
me home. She said the brass-headed
tacks were all gone and I must go to
the store for more. When 1 returned
Hannah Ann was nowhere to be seen.
The next morning I was fortunate
enough to find a live-cent piece in a
crack of a bureau drawer-, and promptly
started for a store wherein to spend it.
The streets were so muddy I thought I
would go across and leap the fences. I
was in neighbor Farley's yard when 1
was sharply hailed from a little window
high up in the end of the house.
" Boy, come up here!"
" How am I going to get up?"
" Go around to the kitclien and ask
my mother to show you the way."
1 hunted up the kitchen and found
Hannah's mother. Prior to this time
when I wished to represent a female
ligure upon my slate I had drawn a tri-
angle surmouuted by an ellipse, and
this in turn finished by a small circle;
hereafter, with Mrs. Parley in mind, I
drew a cylindrical figure with a small
circle on the upper end, anil a slight de-
pression representing the waist-line.
After once seeing Mrs. Farley 1 could
never wonder that Hannah was forever
borrowing a pin to fasten something on
with. There could never be a more de-
lightful garret than Airs. Farley's, for
never could there be a woman who
could excel her in the celerity with
which she would use up furniture. Sucli
a collection of mirrors with shattered
glasses, bottomless chairs, dismantled
bureaus and tables standing upon three
legs is seldom met!
" What do you want to play?" asked
•' What's a pirate?"
I explained, and Hannah forthwith
became the most blood-thirsty of pirates.
It was in my heart to spare the women
and children; but she refused to listen
to such a proposition, and felled her
victims left and right without regard to
age orscx. Once she pierced me through
the heart and I fell bleeding, dying, hit-
ting my head against the chimney, and
yelling out in unfeigned agony.
Afterward, we were riding peacefully
along over the green lields, and beneath
the calm blue sky, on a two-legged and
very dusty sofa, when a party of bri-
gands swooped down upon us and bore
us oil to a loathsome dungeon behind a
dismantled bureau. We tlattened our-
selves and crawled out, beheaded the
brigands, appropriated their spoils and
returned triumphant to our own homes.
We were very dusty and covered with
cobwebs when, I remembered luy live-
cent piece and said I must go.
"Give me half of what you're going
to buy and I'll go with you," said
I couldn't very well refuse this gen-
erous offer; so she put on her hood and
shawl, at my suggestion tied up her
shoe-strings, and we started. She ex-
pressed a preference for black licorice
and I expended my money upon that
luxury and shared it liberally. We came
home hand in hand, and though Han-
nah went over-shoe in mud and water
three times, she bore it with inimitable
From that morning our friendship
matured rapidly. Sometimes Hannah
was at our house; sometimes 1 played
in the Farley garret; and sometimes
when she had a sore throat and wore a
preparation of lardf and camphor-guru
around it, we had permission to play in
Mrs. Farley's parlor. Whenever Han-
nah stole cookies and ginger-snaps for
herself, she always laid in for me; when
Mary Sullivan made tea-saucer pies for
me i carried them red-hot from the oven
to neighbor Farley's, and Hannah and
I watched them cool with hearts that
beat as one. Then while one-half the
juice drizzled over my jacket the cor-
responding half dripped on Hannah's
apron. Hannah was passionately fond
When school opened, Hannah and I
went hand in hand and stood by one
another in days of adversity as well as
days of prosperity. Hannah being a
miserable scholar, her days were most-
ly of adversity.
The months slipped away, and the
years grew apace. My father petitioned
the town authorities to till up that mud-
puddle in front of our house. The town
ciaion. As soon as she saw I was in
earnest she dropped over upon the an-
thracite anil gave vent to a flood of
tears. She declared that she couldn't
anil wouldn't have tnu go. She should
die with lonesomeness and she wished
she was dead. A few tears of mine
drizzled over into the bin and mitigled
with Haitiiah's. Afterwardshe appeared
reconciled, anil manifested intense in-
terest in'our prepartions obtruding her
services at our house until my mother
declared she should never oo ready to
go if that Farley girl couldn't be kopt
The morning of our departure dawned
at last. My father and mother went to
the depot, leaving me to follow, as I
had come, on the last load of goods.
It was an April morning succeeding
a heavy rain-storm, and the waves of
my father's mud-puddle ran high. Han-
nah sat upon the old petunia mound by
tlia gate, sobbing. I raised her droop-
ing form to bid her farewell, pushed the
hair from her face anil gave her my last
kis3. She clutched frantically tit my
jacket, but, realizing that delays are
dangerous, I sprang upon a dry-goods
box in the wagon. The horse, most se-
verely atllictcd with spring-halt, set oil'
at a fearful gallop, and we disappeared
digging a hole in the gate-post with my
jack knife. The " vision" swung back
and forth, and hummed " I want to be
an angel." In giving an unusually vig-
orous lurch outward an apple flew from
her hand ai)d fell into the middle of the
I digress here to state that, though a
popular strABt, that portion of it in
front of my father's house generally
was muddy* During the spring and
fall months we had a large, swashy pool
there—one that appeared to flow from
a secret perennial source of muddiness.
In the winter months It froze over and
made capital skating. During the sum-
mer it gradually dried away until, at
Ik. •• nnllvwiw'' annum, whnn nlnnn n
the " polhn
wog" senson, when alone a
boy can take the highest rational en-
joyment in a mud-puadle, only a damp
spot in the center of the street Indicat-
ed the place from which the water, had
authorities gave every encouragement
that the " whole board" would be on
the spot at an early day, but we looked
for them in vain. My father made a
second and third importunity with like
results. Then he pressed his grievance
upon their attention as gentlemen and
men of honor. As gentlemen and men
of honor they gave their word that the
matter should be neglected no longer.
We lived upon that promise six months.
Then my father, grown irate, threat-
ened to sue. The board, becoming de-
fiant, just wished he would sue; they
should like to see him sue. At this re-
tort my father's feelings rose to the
summit of moral indignation; he
wouldn't sue; he scorned to lower him-
self to a quarrel with such men; but he
would pay no more taxes in that town;
and energetic preparations for our re-
Hannah and I were sitting npon the
edge of Mr. Farley's coal-bin when 1
communicated to her my father's de-
around the corner forever.
As soon as circumstances would per-
mit I addressed a letter to Hannah, and
soon received a reply, of which the fol-
lowing is a verbatim copy:
Mil Dear <la Dye:—
i now set down to let you know how 1 am. I
have hail a eoar throftt n'croly all the tiuie
sence J'ou l-elt. Pomeboddy has shot our Cat.
School cominenscs next week. I ared It. A
new family has moved into your House, there
Is too boys, Eddy and willy. If we never see
each other again on with I hope we may meat
in heaven. Yours Truly,
Hannah A. Faw.ey.
The letter also contained two blots
and a grease spot and was directed by
Hannah's mother, wrong side up with
care. 1 wrote her once more but re-
ceived no answer, a failure which I at-
tributed to her aversion to all literary
labor rather than to any diminution in
the ardor of her affections.'
I attended school for the next three
or four years, and then entered the
wholesale mercantile business in the
service of an uncle. 1 became a rising
young man. Some of the time I rose
rapidly, as gaseous matter and young
men between the ages of sixteen and
twenty-live are in the habit of doing.
Our family also prospered. From three-
ply in our parlor we passed by easy
stages through body Brussels to English
Wilton, ami we numbered the suc-
cessors of Mary Sullivan by twos and
Presently I arrived at that age whereat
extremely witty people begin pointing
at a young man peculiarly sharp anil
original jests concerning the subject of
matrimony. At lirst the implication
therein conveyed that 1 had only to
choose was gratifying to my vanity;
but by the time I began to direct any
serious thoughts that way myself, so
much solid wit had become an insuffer-
able bore. There were girls in large
quantities and excellent qualities all
around" me, but the thought of advanc-
ing to anything serious with any one of
them always suggested Hannah.
My reminiscences of Hannah were not
such that I could create an ideal femi-
nine character of her; but when a fellow
lias sat in a coal bin with a girl and
taken alternate sucks oh as many Jack-
son-balls as I had with Hannah, no sub-
sequent experience can ever entirely
efface the impression. T had aciiriosity
to know what Hannah had become. The
surest way to satisfy this curiosity
seemed to be to go and see her. I ac-
The girl was pretty. She had color
and frankness: she had grace and re-
pose of manner. Her finger-nails were
scrupulously kept, root and crown, and
her hair was glossy, as well as fashion-
The j ear we left town Hannah's
mother died; anil after the billows of
allliction had surged over his soul about
six months, Mr. Farley again beheld
the sun and took a new wife. The new
wife had taken infinite pains with her
step-daughter. The step-daughter's
present appearance, as compared with
her former condition, bore favorable
testimony for the lady's system. Han-
nah said that when we were children I
had seemed like a brother to her, and I
at once placed myself upon a fraternal
standing. I interrogated her in regard
to the occupants of my old home, and
she finally confided to me that she was
engaged to the younger Wetherbee, the
" willy " of her letter.
I afterward saw him, and could but
inwardly applaud the discrimination
that led her, even in childhood, to be-
gin his name with a small letter. He
was an individual of from 110 to 115
pounds weight, though what there was
of him was drawn out and judiciously
distributed with a view to making the
most of straitened circumstances.
There may be no more ink in an excla-
mation point than in a vowel, but it is
better adapted to attract attention. As
to color, energy and vivacity, Hannah
had enough to supply three just like
him. Hannah's, I soon perceived, was
the philosophical form of engaged life.
One evening when we went to walk,
she said to me:
" Mr. Wetherbee has his faults; no
one knows them better than I. But
where," added she touchingly, "where
will you find a man who hasn't faults?"
" Where, surely!" responded I.
"I don't look for perfect happiness
here below," continued Hannah pen-
sively; " I've seen too much of life for
that. — Hannah is some years my junior
and must, at this period, have arrived
at the mature age of nineteen years.
I returned home, and two years
slipped away. I was sttll halting be-
tween two opinions, and looking inquir-
ingly at the third, and the "opinions"
had begun to manifest lively symptoms
of taking care of themselves, when one
day in a neighboring city, strolling
through a paper box factory whose pro-
prietor was my friend, I came across
" How in the world came you here?"
bluntly ejaculated I.
" Bv the fortunes of life, and the rail-
I didn't know whether she wasjo be
addressed as Farley or Wetherbee, and
observing that she was dressed in deep
mourning, avoided anything that might
suggest explanations. She presently
tolcf me that her father was dead. Then
as 1 aought her confidence—on the fra-
ternal basis—she told me that tier fathei
had left his estate encumbered.
"Those disagreeable Weatherbees
hold a mortgage on the house," said
she, " and they are just the exacting,
unaccommodating kind of people who
wouldn't hesitate in foreclosing the day
the time expires!'"
She had set herself about earning
money to pay the indebtedness.
•' You see," said she, "the property-
is left by will to mamma and myself
conjointly. If it is disposed of at a forced
sale it must be at a great sacrifice and
then poor mamma will be left without a
home. She has done everi/thinq for me"
- here Hannah's lnrge eyes tilled with
tears—"and it is a small thing for mo
to try to save the home for her.
1 said I wondered sh hadn't sought
a different kind of employment and
"O, I've tried applying for schools.
Two or three times I've received invi-
tations to examinations; and they've
given me perfectly dreadful lists of
questions—asked reasons tulii/ we per-
formed operations that I never before
knew wo did perform."
" Music, then."
" I love music; but there are three
teachers to every pupil. This is pleasant
work and I am happy in feeling 1 shall
save the home for mamma!"
When 1 reached home that evening I
sold an opera ticket I haiLpMelMflfid in
the morning, and, wherein 1 had always
smoked fifteen-cent cigars, now pur-
chased a box at ten Cents (I gave tlieni
away before the close of the week and
went back to fifteen's) and asked moth-
er if there wasn't a place somewhere in
the city where they cleansed and dressed
over soiled kid gloves to look as well as
For the next few weeks I had consid-
erable business in a neighboring city,
and 1 used to trauSaet it ill season for
the three o'clock train, and then con-
clude to wait for the express. Hannah
was always in line spirits, buoyed up by
the belief that she was making sure
progress in paying that debt. I should
as soon thought of discharging the
National obligation by peddling matches.
One warm Saturday afternoon, when
I stood by her side and she leaned back
fatigued, but distractingly pretty with
the loose hair curling around her temples
she inadvertently laid her hand on the
corner of the table next me. It was
growing thin and the H formed by the
blue Veins oa the back, and which, in
the days of youthful simplicity she had
told me stood for Harriman, stood out
with great distinctness.
I suggested being allowed to make an
arrangement removing her from the ne-
cessity of liquidating those debts. She
refused to listen. 1 pressed the matter
ltlien went to the proprietor, told
him Miss Farley was an old school-mate
and friend of mine, who was heriocallv
trying to save the family residence for
her step-mother, and asked him if he
could not furnish her a better position;
but Frank is the most obtuse of creat-
ures. He finally asked me ifoslie could
keep books. Remembering the splurges
in that youthful epistle of hers, I felt by
no means confident, but said 1:
"Give her the books, any way, and
look to me for damages."
He found that she wrote a neat hand
and had a.slight inkling of double entry;
but when it came to the subject of re-
muneration, and she asked him how
much he hail paid his last book-keeper,
ho had the stupidity to reply, " He had
$800, but I shall allow you £1,200."
" All!" said she, "lie was an old and
experienced book-keeper, while I know
little about it. Why under such circum-
stances do you increase the salary?"
Frank wouldn't have scrupled at an
entire series of equivocations in his own
behalf, but since only my interests were
at stake, his conscience became as ten-
der as George Washington's. He finally
acknowledged that the increase was
provided for by a friend
iha.ll accept the position at $800."
said she, ^vith dignity.
I went up and held a conversation
with Hannah. I "reasoned" with her;
"I set things in their true light;" I
'• made matters clear." It did seem as
if she might see, but she wouldn't.
Upon the urgent and repeated invita-
tions of my mother, she consented to
spend her Sabbaths at our place. She
was in the frequent receipt of letters
from her step-mother, in which the
most affectionate sentiments were
couched in the most beautiful language,
and on Sunday evenings she used to
reail'me extracts from these letters with
tears in her eyes.
The pay-day came at length whereon
I was morally certain she would receive
enough to complete her payments. I
went to see her at her boarding-place
that evening and broached the deferred
subject. She attempted evasion, but I
had decided that if ever I was to have
my own way in this connection it was
time I began. The result was 1 went
home with her the next day.
We found Mrs. Farley had just decid-
ed to marry the former chairman of
that Hoard of Road Commissioners who
wouldn't fill up my father's mud-puddle.
" I think, Hannah," said she reflect-
ively, " that perhaps we'd better dis-
pose of the property and take our re-
spective portions to purchase our trous-
They did accordingly, and one. " re-
spective portion" was made up as
quickly as I could spur on an able and
experienced corps of dressmakers.
During the years that have elapsed
since that eventful period, our domestic
life has been sometimes critical and
often peculiar, but always jolly. I've
never seen the hour when in the inmost
recesses of my heart I've regretted that
my father's family once resided opposite
that mud-puddle and Hannah Ann.—
Elizabeth A. S. Chester, in Springfield
SCHOOL AND CHURCli.
—Another ritualistic rector, the Kev.
Mr. Green, of Miles Platting, has beuu
arrested for contempt of court in con-
tinuing practices which have been for-
—The announcement is. made by the
Oxford aiid Cstinbrldge University
presses that the revised edition at the
New Testament will be issued about the
middle of May.
—A clergyman of San Francisco cal-
culates that one-third of that city's pop-
ulation are habitual church-goers, one-
third are skeptical as to religion and one-
—President Eliot, of Harvard College.
s-\ys that there arfci rio'W bttt 4 ,512 Slif
dents in the ten colleges of tile Nfew
England association, against 4,544 ifi
1875-7li. The only college showing an
increase is Williams.
—The Kev. John Jasper's firm belief
that " the sun do move," has been
pecuniarily profitable. Ho is in de-
mand as a lecturer on the subject and
hits from that Source obtained mor.oy to
pay a debt at $800 on (lis RiehmcWd
—To counteract the influence of the
Protestant schools in Koino, Italy, the
Pope has established fifty-two schools
under his patronage, to whose support
he contributes $60,000 a year. The
same policy to be established in other
—Mr. C; G. Pringle, of Charlotte, Vt.,
has been selected uy Prdfe?sOr Sargealit
of Harvard College to make St tour fljr
botanical exploration and collection
during the next one or two years
through New Mexico, Arizona, Califor-
nia and Oregon.
—The Baptist papers refer with great
satisfaction to the course of the ltev.
Edward Judsoni of Orange, N. H. He
l'Coigus his pastorale Iti ft Wealthy
church to become a missionary itl New
York City. He begins Work in Septem-
ber. Meantime he is to finish a life of
his father, Adonivan JddsOif, the famous
missionary to Burmah.
—The students of Columbia College,
New York, have decided to wear the
Oxford cap, commonly known as "mor-
tar-boards," in and around the collcge.
The introduction of this custom lias
been frequently attempted in several
American colleges, but lias not met with
a very Mattering success. Some years
ago the students of Columbia endeav-
ored to make the Wearing of the college
cap universal; but the project failed and
the custom was shdrt-liteil.
—Jewish missionaries are calleil filt-
hy the Jewish Messenger, which explains
as follows: "We do not mean by the
mission the teaching of any form of
doctrine, but if by friendly converse we
can get the poor to think a little about
spiritual matters,to insist on having their
children educated, and to give at least
a few hours of the week to duties other
than money making, wo will be ad-
vancing their condition most satisfacto-
Hlyj and it is a inissioh which so far We
have woftilly neglected."
—Our prisons are full of professors
of abstract science. — lloslon 1 ranscripl.
—The season is backward for plant-
ing but the ladies are all busy on spring
sewing.—Boston Commercial Bulletin.
—l'tlt boys at work and see how they
will play. Set them to play anil see
how they will work!—Syracuse Sunday
—-•' Hold the forto for I am coming."
said the piano player as he stepped
lightly on the stage. —Boston Commc-
—'Tis easier to do something that
some one else is doing, than to do what
you are doing yourself— Whitehall
—When two gushing young women
make a great display of bidding each
other good-bye, it may bo called "
adieu about nothing."—Lowell Cot
—(J, she was nice to cat.
Unmarked the alligator;
She tasted very sweet,
And I am «lad-t-ator.
— Phihuldphia Bulletin.
—"1 think we'll have an early
spring," remarked an Oil City woman
as she noticed her husband in the act
of sitting down on the business end of a
—The extent to which adulteration
in food is practiced nowadays is very
alarming. One of our citizens bought a
pie yesterday whose two crusts were so
close together as to chafe each other. -•
MY LITTLE BABt BROTHER,
I've rot a little baby brother,
He's Just us sweet as he can be;
1 don't believe tjierc Is another
lu all the town as nice as he.
<10 lsii't mind, and no one else's.
, ileottuse he's partly sistfr May's!
And lioth of us we Icrve bfm (Wurty.
He has such Sweet ami cunulrig ways,
llut I don't tfclnK'tHnt May can love hint
'Zuotiy quite as nn.Vh its ine;
Because Ira so much older'!! sMo is.
And got a bigger heart, you soli.
The baby's name Is Philip Henry,
And he Is ten months old to-dav;
lie's (rot six teeth, and wben he's laughing
They show in such a pretty way.
My nmmmA suy# w« must be careful
Of all ttte tilings wffsa.v Btul do;
because, if be shotfld sfco us rtaughtf,
"1'would teach bfm to be naughty, two.
I'm utmost sorry that She tcM^ilt,
It's such a 'sponslblllt)'!
/ think, for children that's no Mgge#
Than little sister May and me.
I wonder II' ho could have noticed
This morninir, when I was so bad.
And, 'cause I couldn't havo what I wanted,
1 gcnldfld May and got so mad.
It IS an hard to tblhfc about ft
very inluutertf the day J
e both of usf irget so easy,
When tfe are tutted up wtth plu/i
I'm awful sorry 'f he noticed.
And 1 know Just wlirtt I will dot
And if he did see me this moi'tliri^
l'erbaps he'll notice this time. tod.
I'll go and ask May to forgive me
For all the uiikiud things 1 said;
And tbon my badness ot thU morning
Will nity be g" out of bis head.
jlit seeins Jilttt like « little itnget,
Anil 1 shall do the best 1 can
To help hi lit kefcp rfs Sweet and lovely
Till he grows. 11? trt be ii trtrtn.
And could he oven then, I w'on Wr<
• lie like an angel If ho tried?
Men never do hxtlt much like angels;
llut may be, though, tbe.v ure Inside.
- Fanny /Vi-ctiwiJ, in A' 1'. independent.
Tommy tuckKr's luck.
Old Abe's Decision.
During Lincoln's time there was a
great row over the Post-oflice in Major
Bickham's town of Dayton, Ohio. Two
Hotspurs were in the field. Petition
after petition in favor of one or the
other poured in upon the President, and
delegation after delegation hastened to
Washington to argue the case. Mr.
Lincoln was a long-suffering man, but
his patience gave out at last. He could
not determine that one applicant was in
the slightest degree more competent or
Tommy Tut'ket- livCs on a '•farm' 111
the city of New York, tlcttf the Central
Park. Some people make fun Of Tom-
my's way of living, and call his place
the "sufike'n lt)t«,'r and say his family
are squatlerS; but !t fflak«>s very little
ditlerence to Tommy what fsrowks
were friade about his home or his peoj
pie, so long as thsy were happy. And
they were happy for a very lonjj time,
so happv that they didn't know wh t it
was to be miserable, and it nukes a
wonderful difl'erence to be able to tell
one from the other. Up to the begin-
ning of this Winter they had the longest
rttn of lutk t>« feooril in any family in
that tteiahborhOoil. A long while since,
a horse had been turrted oat to die In a
lot near the Tucker's. It wash't such H
very old horse, but it was dread.ttlly
sick, and something was the matter
with its windpipe, so that Mr. Tucker i
heard it wheezing away while he was !
at worn on the farm. Hc^kftd a very
kind heart, and always did what he
could for poor dumb creatures, as well
as those that could tell what was the
tnatter with them; and what with kind
treatment atld tt Wonderful skill Mr.
Tucker had with aUimals, that horse
came around so that you'd hardly know
it from a spirited charger of Mr.
Cr«esus--a gentleman who lives up in
that neighborhood. It gfeW so strong
that it was able to drag a cart-load of
vegetables down town to Mr. Tucker's
customers, and Mr. Tucker was
able to put another lot or two
Under cultivation. And if the
lots were a little rough ahtl sunken, it
Was very pretty to see them full of
'•greet! things a-grdwihg." Up to this
last winter there wits rtlmost always
something to sell, and pretty sooft after
Mr. Tucker cured his 1 torse he got ri
cow. She wasn't a lirst-class cow when
Mr. Tucker lirst traded otl' some pigs
for her, and gave some silver to boot
out of Mother Tucker's stocking. Whpt
little milk she had seemed to bo turned
to gall, and even that couldn't be got
from her until she was tied to the side
of the house; then she would have
kicked the whole mansion down if it
hadn't been founded on a rock, like the
wise man's house Mr. Tucker read
about iil the Bible. Mr. Tucker and
Tommy think there afe only two books
worth reading in the whole world: one
is the Bible, and the other is _ Robinson
C'^soe. Tommy hadn't minded .de-
pending on his goats for milk, because
It seemed so much like Crusoe's way of
living, but Mrs. Tucker and Tommy'
three little brothers liked cow's m
the best; for one thing, there was so
much more of it, and Tommy's three
little brothers had such excellent appe-
tites. For Mr. Tucker's wisdom ex-
tended to the udders of the cow, and
pretty soon she was almost as good as
an Afderney cow around the corner, so
called, Mr. Tucker said, because she
belonged to an Alderman.
Tommy Tucker's family prospored
exceedingly. The horse drew more
and more" vegetables to market, the
cow gave more and more milk, the hens
laid more and more eggs, and the
cheery chink in Mother Ttickcr's stock-
ing became more and more musical to
the ear, until the last winter set in.
Then the Tucker luck, which was pro-
erbial in that neighborhood, suddenly
and everything want wront. It went
on freezing, mowing and blowing out-
•Ide; and do what Tommy could, the
live stock began to give out. That
charity waif of a horse yielded to the
Weakness in his windpipe &<?ain, and
sprawled his le*s and hung his head in
the most ungrateful way; the cow went
dry; two of tho best pigs got frost-bit-
ten. so that their squeal mingled with
the melancholy soughing of the north
wind around the Tucker mansk>u; and
the hens wouldn't lay an egg for Mr.
Tqckef, though the doctor had particu-
larly ordered it.
And about that doctor: Tommy used
to dread to see him come, for instead
of brightening things up he made them
gloomier. He took some of the cheery
chink out of Mother Tucker's stocking
every time he came, and Mr. Tucket*
seemed none the better for it but lay -
with his face to the wall <or hours to-
zetberrMid wovUa't' ^y^av. '
the Bible but Job; and^Bmm/r three
little brothers went on eating just the
same as when milk was plenty and
times were good. m , , . .
The mtwie in Mother Tucker s stock-
ing got away dowd to the toe; and one^
morning, when Mr. Tucker had no ap-
petite for anything, and Tommy s three
little brothers had an appetite for
eterything, even their mothers poor
share of what was left, Tommy sav? the
shadow of a big wolf called Hunger-
prowling around the door-sill^ and out
ne ran and down the road, frightened,
and (fobbing as if his heart would break.
He thought nothing of the poor shiver-
ing brutes that were left to his care, or
thought they might as well all starve
together. Luck was against them;
there was no use trying any more;
When, all at once, over in the middlo
of the road, he saw through his bliatt-
irtg tears something round and shining.
It wasn't a gold piece, nor one of sil-
red through a snow-i -
'itch to get it. He dug
it out of a chunk of Ice. and cut his
hands and tore his finger-nails; and his
honest little face took the keen tutiv
hungry exultation of n miner's just
then, though it was neither silver nor
gold, but an old battered-out horseshoe.
For all the musitf in Mbther Tucker's
stocking hadn't helped his father's leg.
but Tommy had heard say that a horse-
Sbw honestly found was the best bit of
luck to stumble on in the world.
He warmed tho cold bit of metal
against his heart, and ran home with it
S3 fust as he could, never stopping until
he reached his father's bed.
••Cheer up, Pop!" he cried. " oee.
Everything'11 come right now. 1 ve
found a horseshoe."
Poor Mr. Tucker turned to look at it
with a sickly sort of smile, but the hope
that Illuminated his boy's faoe lent a
feeble glow to his own. > .
"Heaven bless the boy!" he said.
"I'm very weak, I suppose. But hang *
it up whete I can see It."
Mother Tucker fastened it to a beam
over the foot of the bed. having U14 ,
good cry over it she'd been longing for,
and out Tommy ran to see the live stock.
He rubbed that horse into such a
glow that before ho left him tho wheeze
in his windpipe wasn't worth mention-
ing, and he held his head and legs up
in the style of Mr. Cm-aus' steed; then
lie fed the cow, and drove the hens
around to the manure heap, where
they could keep warm in the steaming
sidd next the sun; and while he was
hard at wofk he heard a terrible racket
up the road, and ho thought it must be
Mr. Criesus himself shouting and
for dear life, while hts
■*■ " *
ver, but he plunged through
bank and over a dit
charger was flying along on the wings
of the wind. Tommy dropped his
pitchfork, and got there just in time to
feel the hot breath from tho runaway s
nostrils, and make a spring for the
bridle. They all wont plunging along
together a bit, then came to a stand-
still, trembling all over, all of them.
What was Tommy's delight to find that
instead of Mr. Criesus. it was only their
' ' than his
more patriotic or better supported than
the other. Finally, after being bored
by a fresh delegation, he saiil to his
Secretary: " This matter has got to end
somehow. Bring a pair of scales."
The scales were brought. " Now put
in all the petitions anu letters in favor
of one man and see how much they
weigh, and then weigh the other fel-
low s pile." It was found that one
bundle was three-quarters of a pound
heavier than the other. "Make out an
appointment at once for the man who
has the heaviest papers," said Mr. Lin-
coln, and it was done.—A'. V. timalley,
in the Ar. Y. Tribune.
—The average novel may be de-
scribed as an attempt by some match-
making person with a turn for letters,
to bring a nice young man in contact
with a nice young woman, and after
spinning out the story of their em-
barrassments to conventional three-
volume length, to hand them over in
bridal array to a sort of clergyman, to
the end that he may cclebrate between
them the sacrament of holy matrimony,
after which, they have ceased to be
heroic or interesting, they are conduct-
ed to their new and happy home, and
we bid them farewell forever.
— The latest craze which has seized
the king of Bavaria is a dislike to seeing
anybody. A great many persons in
this country are seized with tlm same
craze about this time o' year. First of
May is fast approaching when notes,
interest, etc., becomes due, and bill
collectors become as numerous as leaves
in the vales of what vou-call-lt. There
is method in the King's madness.—
—Adam's negligence: If Adam had
got out a patent on his original sin
what a revenue in the way of 'royalty
bis heirs might havo enjoyed.
old doctor! He trembled more t
horse, and puffed like a grampus.
"Well done, sunny," he satd. X
might have been in a worse plight than
your father, if It hadn't been ior you.
My horse never cut up such a tantrum
Tommy knew what it was; it was the
horseshoe. Something had to be done
to soften the doctor's heart. Tommy
plucked up courage to beg of him to
take no more music from his mother s
stocking, seeing it was away down to
y s j toe
iilk "Why, no, sonny," said the doctor;
"I'll take none out, but I'll put some in.
After that scare with the horse, noth-
ing would do but Tommy must go
around with the doctor to take care of
it, and the doctor made a bargain with
Tommy that paid him handsomely for
three or four nours every day.
Wnen Tommy reached home that
night he found his father propped up
in bed making a supper off of new-laid
eggs. His father said it was driving the
hens round on the stuiny side of the
farm, but Tommy stuck to it that it was
the horseshoe. After that it was like
the house that Jack built. The hens
began to lay; Pop began to eat and get
well, and read the Psalms instead of
Job; the cow had a pretty calf, and be-
gan to give lots of milk; tho winter be-
gan to break; and the doctor began
- /—11.. a noble
way 01 squatting out w est that beat
their way all to nothing, and how there
was lots of land out there considerably
better than the sunken lots, and how,
instead of watching one lazy horse, that
wouldn't run away without there was a
providence in it, tommy might have a
whole drove of chargers like Mr. Croes-
us', and Mr. Tucker might raise mill-
ions of bushels of golden grain, and he
shouldn't wonder if Tommy would be
took an evil turn „ .... ^
First, and worst, Mr. Tucker fell on ' telling the Tucker family of a
the ice and broke his leg. You may way 0[ BqUatting out West tha
know it was a particular kind of ice that
could bring Mr. Tucker down. It was
about a dozen layers thick, and very
treacherous. The winter had closed in
some time before in a very unusual way.
It was bitter cold, day in and day out;
the heavens opened, and the snow fell,
and opened again, and more snow came
tlown, and kept on opening, and more
snow kept falling, until the familiar v
gullies were all tilled up, and the coun- ; pre8ident yet, and his three little broth-
try around there grew white and level er8 feeding away at a public crib that
and changed, so that Tommy wondered
sometimes if the world had lost its
reckoning, and stopped turning when it
reached the north pole.
And it gave Tommy a dreadful sickly
feeling to know that his father's leg
could break. It wasn't natural to see
him lying on the bed in the corner,
when lie had always been up and do-
ing. Nothing ever seemed so far gone
that his father couldn't fetch it around,
and it shook Tommy's confidence con-
siderably to see the obstinacy of that
leg. Tommy had always gone to bed
before his father, and his father had al-
wavs got up before Tommy, so that it
was a new experience to Tommy to see
his father down.
It took tb« heart out of all of them,
a sum of It in
era feeding away i
never gives out.
Tommy says it's all
but the doctor's made
Pluck multiplied tty Perseverance
equals Prosperity. The doctor says the
example is to be followed in a general
sort of way, but principally by stopping
a runaway horse when thews %n old
coward of a doctor behind him.—Mrs.
Frank McCarthy, in Harpm! Young
—Remlnlsoent: Jones says that the
clouds of hi* early childhood were no
bigger than a woman's hand, but *
squall always followed them.
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