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What is the charm in worldly things,
That chains the soul, and clips the wings
Which should bear it away‘to a loving breast,
For refuge and peace, for blessing and rest?
Why does the night find many feet
Pressing their way thro’ the busy street,
To halls where pride and fashion throng,
For what is seemingly right, nor wrong?
Is the Man of Sorrow honored tll'ercf
Do they still His robe of innocence Wear ?
Is the moral atmOSphcre holy and pure,
The health of the inmost soul to insure——
Does it warm the heart to fervent prayer——
Do heavenly breathings fill the air,—- -
Or, is there miasma, a poisonous breath,
Slowly but surely working their death?
As out in tlie dark-ness they wander again,
Is there naught in the heart of sorrow or pain,
That a golden hour of life’s brief day
For a. farce, a play, has been given away-—
A precious hour for pleasures that clpy,
When it might have been for eternal joy.
The angel watches in sorrow have fled
To weep for the hour that is lying dead;
While off on the hillside the village bell
Is solemnly tolling its funeral knell.
0h, many an hour has found a grave
O'er which no sacred memories wave,
Breathing their fragrance like odorous flow-
ers— ,
Nor desined to live in the heavenly bowers.
The joys of life please a moment, then die,
And leave for the next, or a tear, or a sigh ;
And may I not ask, is this the whole,
Man will take in exchange for his soul?
There‘s many a boat on life’s great sea
Adrift on the bright waves aimlessly,—‘
Letting them bear it whither they will, -
Regardless of fleeting hours, until
The light is gone, and the little bark
Is tossing alone in the cold and the dark.
The anchor cable was cut away
For a pleasant sail on a' quiet bay,
And the ebbing tide has home them out
To heaving billows of fear and doubt ;
Fainting, sinking, no sail in gight,
No human aid, no ray of light.
Two wounded hands o'er the gloomy sea,
Are reaching out to rescue thee.
Noawank, Coxx.
I. C.
From Harper ’3 Weekly.
A Brilliant Adventure.
The time was about a fortnight before
Christmas. There were not many travelers,
and I had a compartment in the early tidal
train to myself. My destination was Paris.
my errand to convey from my father (a Lon
don jeweler and silver-smith) to' his agent in
that city a very valuable brilliant ring. “The
diamonds in it are worth five hundred pounds
if they are worth a penny,” my father had
said to me; “so I hope you will take special
care of the ring, Ned, and neither lose it on
the way nor allow yourself to be robbed of
it.” I smiled at little superciliously as my
father spoke. As if it were at all likely that
I should either lose it or allow it to be stolen
from me! I was just turned one-and-twenty,
and my father had no right to speak to me
as if I were stills. boy. '
I had got the ring safe in an inner pocket
of my waistcoat, as I took care to assure my-
self from time to time. I had not seen it'
since my father put it into the little velvet-
lined box, in which it was still shut up.
When I had finished my first cigar and had
got through the morning news, the thought
struck me that I might as well have another
look at the ring. There could be lit) harm in
that you know. I took the box out of
its hiding-place and opened it. My
eyes were dazzled as I looked. There lay the
darling in dts nest of purple velvet. Who
could have resisted the pleasure of taking it
out and trying it on? Certainly not I. First
on one finger and then on another I tried it.
Had it been made for the third finger of my
right hand, it could not have fitted me better.
It looked simply exquisite.
Now I came to think of it, was there or
could there be a safer hiding-place for the
ring than on my finger? I had only to keep
my glove on, and not a soul would know any
thing about it. It was far safer there than in
my pocket. In such a case, to hesitate was
folly. I placed the ring on my finger, and
put the empty box back into my pocket. As
I was alone, there was no occasion to put my
glove on just then; so I mused and smoked,
and watched the many-colored rays of light
that flashed from the brilliants, and wonder-
ed what great swell’s finger the ring was des-
tined to decorate. How I wished that I could
call it mine!
There was no harm in dazzling the eyes of
the ticket collector with it. He was only a
railway ofiicial. But I took care to pull on
my glove and button it before alighting from
the train. A quarter of an hour later we
were steaming swiftly out of Dover Harbor.
There were not more than a dozen passen-
gers on deck. The day was cold and clear,
with just enough sea on to make the voyage
unpleasant for bad sailors. :Only two ladies
were visible. One was a stout, middle-aged
person, who was eating-and drinking nearly
the whole way across—evidently an old salt.
The other was—well, simply the most charm-
ing creature I had ever set my eyes on. In
point of fact, I could not keep my eyes off
her. I passed her and repassed her as I
paced the deck from end to end, and every
time that I passed her I looked at her. What
lovely gray eyes! What superb yellow hair!
But as for her complexion, it would need a
poet to describe its wild-rose tints. Once or
twice her eyes met mine just for a moment,
and it struck me that they were full of a
wistful sadness. So far as I could judge, she
was entirely alone. We were about half-way
across when, as I passed her for the fiftieth
time, she spoke. “Would monsieur have the
goodness to ask the steward to bring me a
little cognac ?" She spoke in French. As the
song says, “Her voice was low and sweet.”
I was too flattered to answer her. I could
only how and grin, and make a belt for the
steward’s den. Of course I took the cognac
to her myself. You should have seen how
prettily she thanked me. She sipped it as a
canary might do if that bird were in ‘the
habit of drinking brandy. “I hope that mad-
emoiselle is somewhat revived," I ventured to
observe presently. '
“Yes, very much revived, thanks to mon-
sieur. But I am not mademoisclle. I am
madame. I am a widow.” She pressed her
handkerchief to her eyes as she spoke. How
interesting. nay, how touching, was this sim-
pie confession! The wistful sorrow in her
eyes was at once accounted for. Would that
it had been my happy lot to comfort her.
There was a camp-stool close by. Present-
ly I ventured to draw it a littleiearer and sit
down on it, blushing at my temerity as I did
so. She did not seem at £1 offended, and we
were presently in the mfist of an anima-
ted and interesting conVcrsation. There} was
no hauteur about madame. On the contrary,
she was candor itself. She had been staying
with Sir Henry Fitz Evans, who had chargo
of her late husband’s interests in England.
She was now going back into "seclusion—go.
ing back to the little cottage in which she had
dwelt ever since her dear husband’s death.
She would not be able to go forward by the
tidal train, having a business call to make in
Calais. She would go forward by the even-
ing train. _
All this was told me with charming frank-
ness. There was no reason why I should not
wait and go forward with her by the evening
V
@fiered no objection, She admitted at once
that she was fond of society,and then she look-
ed at me and—well, I could almost have sworn
that she blushed. I had already told her_ that
I was bound for Paris on a special errand for
my father, but I had not said a word about the
ring, nor had she even seen it. I had pulled on
my gloves before leaving the train at Dover,
and I still wore them. - A little while longer
and we found ourselves at Calais. When we
landed, madame admitted that she was bun-
gry, and that luncheon would be a desirable
feature of the programme: Accordingly,
while she went about her business, I took a
oofture and drove to the Hotel Dessin.
There, in the course of half an hour, mad-
ame joined me. ' .
Now one can’t very well partake of lunch-
eon in kid gloves. The question was wheth-
er I should partake of mine with the ring on
my finger, or whether I should put it careful
ly away in the box and hide it out of sight
If you have any knowledge of what human
nature is at twenty-one, especially when
there‘s a pretty woman in the case, you will
know the decision I arrived at
Madame peeked a little at this and that but
hardly ate more than a sparrow might have
done. How swiftly the minutes seemed to fly
I could have lingered in that cozy little room
for a year. When the cloth was drawn and
we were left to ourselves, with a bottle of book
on the table between us,somehow our chairs
seemed to gravitate toward each other. Or
perhaps it was the stove that attracted us, f0l
the afternoon was chilly. In any case, Wt‘
found ourselves in closer proximity. Then
said madame,“do you not smoke,monsieur:’
“Yes considerably more than is good for me,
I’m afraid.” “Then smoke now. Oblige me.
I like to see a gentleman smoke.” I rose in or.
‘der to get my cigar—case out of the pocket 0!
my overcoat. Madame laid her hand on my
arm—and what a charming hand it was :
“Tenez I’m going to make aconfession," she
said. “I smoke too—moi. Cigarettes. I lived
for several years in Spain, where nearly all
the ladies smoke. You are not shoekedJ-hopl-
at the idea of a lady smoking a cigarette ?”
“Shocked madamcL—”
“No, of course not. 'ou are too much a
man of the world. You are above suchinsu-
lar prejudices. Eh bien, you shall smoke our
of my cigarettes."
From the sachet by her side, she drew an
embroidered casc,which she opened andiiade
me choose a cigarette. I. did so and she took
another. Then with her own fair fingers
she struck an aim-matte, and held it while i
lighted the weed. Then she lighted her own
She could not fail to see my ring as she light-
ed the match. .
“I dare say you find the flavor a little pe-
culiar,” said madame a minute or two later.
“These cigarettes are made of pure tobacco.
I never smoke any others. I hope you don’l
find yours very disagreeable.”
“0n the contrary, madame, I am quite in
love with it. As you say, the flavor is slight-
1y peculiar, but aromatic and pleasant—very
pleasant.” To tell the truth, I didn’tlike it at
all, but I wouldn’t have said so for worlds.
We smoked 09 in silence. What would thit-
superb creature say to me, I wondered; if '1
were to tellher bow madly I had fallen in love
with her ? Would she reject me 'with scorn,oz
would she—I gave a sudden start and war
shocked to find that I had been falling asleep
Fortunately madame had not noticed me.
Her large melancholy eyes were bent upon the
stove. There was certainly something very
soothing, something that inclined to slumber
and happy dreams, about madame’s peculial
cigarettes. If I had but two thousands. yeai
now, how happy could I be I Certainly shi
must’have been some six or seven years oldcl
than myself, but I never was one to care for
your chits of school-girls, who set up for be
ing women before they are out of their teens.
Here was an angel who had been left desolate,
who had been cast on a bleak and unfeeling.
world, who pined for a heart and home—fore
heart that brimmed over with love. Graciou-
goodness ! I had a heart that yearned towari
her—that—that— Why—ch—how was this ‘:
And where was I f
I awoke with a shiver. But for the lamp ii
the courtyard the room would have beei
quite dark. My head was aching frightfullj
I got up and staggered to the window. Whei
I looked out and saw the familiar court-yarn.
everything came back to me like a flash 0
light Where was madame ? Why had I slept
so long ? What a boor she must take me to hei
I groped for the bell and rang it violently. U1
came the waiter. with a candle. “Where is
madame ?” I demanded. “Madame” he ans-
wered,“went out nearly three hours ago,say.
ing that she wanted to make a few purchase..
and would be back in a little while. On in
account she said, was her brother,. who had
suffered terribly from mal de mer in crossin.
to be disturbed. Madame, he added, “ha
not yet returned.”
Gonc three hours ago! Her brother ! Ma
de mer ! What could it all mean ? As I so
down, utterly bewildered, my arm pressci
against the little b-JX in my pocket. Mechani
cally I glanced at my finger. The ring was Ill
longer there ! My heart turned sick witllil
me. I sank down and buried my face in my
hands. The waiter thought I was ill,and rm
to fetch some cognac. I saw it all now. Foe.-
—fool that I was ? I had allowed myself tr
be swindled, and by a common adventures.
At nine o’clock next morningI stood befori
my father, a miserable, haggard, woe-began.
wretch. I told my tale; but as I did so
could not quite keep down my tears—tearsm
mingled shame and vexation. Be listenel
to me with a curious cynical smile. When .-
had done he Went to his bureau and opener
a drawer. “Set your mind at rest, Ned,” b
said. “Here’s the ring, safe and sound."
I could only stare at him in open-mouthed
astonishment. “When madame, with the
ring in her possession, left you asleep, she
was just in time to catch the afternoon boat
back to Dover. The ring was in my hands
again before ten o’clock last night.”
“But—hut,” I stammered out, “I don’t no
derstand. When she had once got the ring il
her possession, why did she bring it back ti.
you ?” _ . '
“Because she was paid to do so. Because
she was hired by me through the agency 0-
a private inquiry office to act as she did not
Madame by profession is not a thief, but a
thief catcher. You had grown so self-conceit-
ed 0‘ late, Master Ned, you had got such i
mighty t3” opinion 0f yourself and you.-
abilities, that I thought it would do you n.
harm to take you down a peg or two. I hopi
I have succeeded in convincing you that then
are people in the world quite as clever, or ll
may be cleverer, than a certain young nin
compoop of one-and-twenty. If you profit
by the lesson my money will have been wel.
spent.” '
An hour or two later I said, “But wasn’t i‘
rather a risky thing to do with a ring wort!
fivezhundred pounds ?”
My father winked at me with the solemnity
Of a J'Udge- “My dear Ned, what do you take
Your old dad for ? The diamonds were noth-
ing but paste.”
——_
.General McClellan expects to winter in Bal-
timore. He has already manmuvred as far as
Jersey City ferry—N. Y. Herald.
Wristlet parties are now very po ulllr. A
lady draws one and the gentleman vyho draw,
the other acts as her escort during the even.
ing. .
The peanut venders of New York haw»
made an addition to their business. Tiler
sell hot waffles, baked by the same heat that
roasts the peanuts.
A country boy fourteen years old appear-
ed in Cbica 0 die other day with his “girl.”
the two havmg run away to be married. The
police took them home.
A LIFE sus’rcn.
. Tom Darcy, yet a young man, had grown
to be a very hard one. At llearf he might
have been all right if his head and his will
had only been right; but, these being
wrong, the whole machine was going to
the bad very fast, though there were times
when the heart felt something of its old
truthful yearning. Tom had lost-bis place
as foreman in the great machine shop, and
what money he now earned came from odd
jobs of tinkering which he was able to do,
here and there, at private houses; for Tom
was a genius as well as a mechanic, and
when his hand was steady enough he could
nend a clock, or clean a watch, as well as he
could set up and regulate a steam engine'—
and this latter he could do better than any
other man ever employed by the Scott Falls
ManufacturingCompany.
One day Tom had a job' to mend up a bro-
ken lilowing machine and reaper, for which
he received five dollars, and 011 the following
morning he started out for his old haunt-—
the village tavern. He knew that his wife
sadly needed the money, and that his two lit-
lie children were in absolute suffering from
~vant_of clothing; and on this morning he
sold a debate with the better part of himself;
out the better part had become very weak
ind shaky, and the demon of appetite carried
the day.
So away to the tavern Tom Went, where,
for two or three hours, he felt the exhllera-
ing effects of the alcoholic draughts, and
.'ancicd himself happy, as he could sing and
laugh; but, as usual, stupefaclioll followed,
and the man part died out. He drank while
he coukl stand, and then lay down in a cor-
ner, where his companions left him.
It was late at night—almost midnight—
.vhen tllclandlord's wife came into the bar-
i-oom to see what kept her husband up_—and
she quickly saw. .
“Peter,” she said, not in a pleasant mood,
"why don‘t you send that miserable Tom
Darcy home? He’s been hanging round here
long enough.” .
Tom’s stupefaction was not sound sleep.
The dead coma had left his brain, and the
calling of his name strung his senses to keen
ittention. He had an insane love of rum,
out he did not love the landlord. In other
years Peter Tindar and himself had loved
ind wooed the some sweet maiden—Ellen
Goss—and he won her, leaving Peter to take
lp with the vinegary spinster who had
irought him the tavern, and he knew that
.ately the tapster had gloated over the mis-
-ry of the woman who had once discarded
him. .
“Why don’t you send him home 7” de-
manded Mrs. Tindar, with an impatient
stamp of the foot.
“Hush, Betsey! He’s got more money.
[let him be, and he’ll be sure to spend it be-
fore he goes home. I'll have the kernel of
he nut, and his wife may have the husk !”
With a sniff and a snap, Betsey turned
may, and shortly afterward Tom Darcy
ifted himself up upon his elbow;
"Ah, Tom, are you awake ?”
“Yes.” ,
“Then rouse up and havc'a warm glass!"
Tom got upon his feet and steadied him-
self. .
“No, Peter-I
light.”
“It won’t—hurt you, Tom—just a glass."
“I know it won’t,” said Tom buttoning up
:llS cost by the solitary button left. “I—
;now—it—won’t !”
And with this he went out into the chill
iir of midnight. when he had got away
'rom the shadow of the tavern, he stopped
ind looked up at the stars, and then he
ooked dov'vn upon the earth.
"Aye,“ he muttered, grinding his heel in
:he gravel, “Peter Tindar is taking the ker-
iel, and 'leaving to poor Ellen the worthless
lusk—abusk worse than worthless !——and I
m helping him to do it—I am robbing my
rife of joy—robbing in children of honor
ind comfort—robbing yself of love and
lghtLjust that Peter Tindar may have the
cruel and Ellen the husk! We’ll see!”
it was a revelation to the man. The tav:
ru keeper’s brief speech, meant not for his
ars, had come upon his senses as fell
be voice of the Risen One upon Saul of Tar—
.us.
“We’ll see!” he replied, setting his foot
irmly upon the ground; and then he wended
lis way bomcward.
On the following morning he said to his
vifc: -
“Ellen, have you any coffee in the house?”
“Yes, Tom." She did not tell him that her
lister had given it to her. She was- glad to
lear him ask for coffee, instead of the old,
old cider.
“I wish you would make me a cup, strong
ind good.”
There was really music in Tom’s voice,
and the wife set about the work with a
trang utter at her heart.
Torn drank‘ two'cups of the strong, fra-
rant coffee, and then went out—went out
vith a resolute step, and Walked straight to
be great manufactory, where he found Mr.
Scott in the office.
“Mr. Scott, I want to learn my trade over
igain.” '
“Eh—Tom !--wllat do youmean ?”
“I mean that it’s Tom Darcy, come back
0 the old place, asking forgiveness for the
last, and hoping to do better in the fu-
:nre.”
“Tom!” cried the manufacturer, starting
orward and grasping his hand, “are you in
arnest? Is it really the old Tom?"
“It’s what’s left of him, sir‘, and we’ll have
aim whole and strong very soon if you’ll only
let him at work.”
“Work? Aye, Tom, and bless you, too.
l‘herc‘s an engine to be set up and tested to-
iay. Come with me.”
Tom’s hands were weak and unsteady, but
iis brain was clear, and under his skillful
lupervision the engine was set up and tested;
iut it was not perfect. There were mistakes
.vhich he had to correct, and it was late in
he evening .when the work was complete.
“How is it now, Tom i" asked Mr. Scott,
is he came into the testing house, and found
he workmen ready to depart. '
“She’s all right, sir. You may give your
varrant without fear.” .
“God bless you, Tom! You don’t know
low like sweet music the old voice sounds.
vVill you take your place again ?”
“Wait till Monday morning, sir. .If you
lifer it to me then, I will take it.”
At the little cottage Ellen Darcy's flutter-
ng heart was sinking. That morning, after
i‘om had gone, she .had found a two-dollar
lote in the coffee-cup. She knew that he
lad left it for her. She had been out and
nought tea and sugar, and flour, and butter,
ind a bit of tender steak ; and all day long a
by of light had been dancing and shimmer-
ing before her—a ray from the blessed light
if other days. With prayer and hope she had
act out the tea-table, and waited, but the sun
went down and no Tom came. Eight o’clock
—and almost nine. Oh! was it but a false
glimmer, after all? _
Hark! The old step! quick, strong, eager
for home. Yes—it was Tom with the old
grime upon his hands, and the odor of oil
:lpOll his garments.
“I have kept you waiting, Nellie ?”
“Tom !n
“I didn’t mean to, but the work hung on.”
“Tom! Tom! You’ve been to the old
shop ?” '
“Yes—and I’m to have the old place, an
bk" .
won’t drink any more to-
- less.
and coverc d his face with kisses.
“Nellie, darling, wait a little while, and
you shall have the old Tom back again.”
“011, Tom, I’ve got him now—bless him!
bless him! My own Tom! my husband!—
my darling 1”
And then Tom Darcy realized the fullpow-
er and blessing of woman’s love.
It was a banquct~ of the gods. was that
supper—of the household gods all restored—
.with the bright angels of peace, and love,
and joy, spreading their wings over the board
On the following Monday morning Tom
Darcy assumed his old place at the head of
the great machine-shop, and those who
thoroughly knew him had no fear of his go-
ing back into the slough and the joylessness.
A few days later Tom met Peter Tindar on
the street. -
“Eh! Tom, old boy, what’s up ?”
“I am up—l‘ight side up.” '
"Yes—a—I see. Bllt I hope you haven't
forsaken us, Tom."
. “I have forsaken only the evil you hold in
store, Peter. The fact is, I concluded my
wife and little ones had fed on husks about
long enough, and if there was a good kernel
left in my .heart, or in my manhood, they
should have it.”
“Ali—you heard what I said to my wife
that night ?” .
- “ch, Peter; and I shallbe grateful to you
for it as long as I live. My remembrance of
you will always be relieved by that tinge of
warmth and brightness.”
And Peter Tindar went home and medita-
ted. Somehow he did not feel like holding
up his head as he met his fellow-men. If he
bad-a thought , that Tom Darcy might fall
back, he was mistaken. The hand of God
had been in that work; and one of God’s own
chosen angels—a true and loving wife—wuss
helper and .sust:iiucr.——Lcdgrr.
THE BIIANTOM LIGHT.
AN EXCEEDlSGLY THRILLING BUT TRUE GHOST
STORY.
It was about 11 o‘clock at night.
Nellie and I were sitting by the bow-win-
dow in our drawing-room, which she ’had
thrown wide open. The day had been most
oppressively hot, bllt now a faint breeze was
coming,r in from the sea, most refreshingly
welcome after the sultry, stifling heat: of the
day.
It was quite dark—that soft, velvety dark-
ness that belongs only’ to a perfectly moon-
,less starless night.
Just down below our window lay the yard
or two of garden, then the long, straight line
of the promenade, with its asphalt walk and
drive dimly defined by a shadowy row of
white posts connected by ornamental chains.
Beyond the embankment lay the wide, deso-
late waste of sands, stretching far away for
miles and miles on either hand. '
The tide was far out, so far that only a sort
of pale—gray gleam on the horizon showed
where the sea wasjust beginning to creep over
the shoals and sand-banks off the Southport
coast. Seven miles away to the rigllt, across
~ the estuary of the Ribblc, the steady light
from the Lythanl Light House kept vigilant
watch and ward over the dangerous Horse
Bank, that treacherous, dangerous shoal on
which mpny a good ship has gone to its doom
of shipwreck and death. '
Nellie was leaning out of the window, her
elbow on the sill, her eyes fixed on the misty,
soft darkness Outside. It W‘s dark inside as
out; we had no thought of lighting the gas
that long summer evening. .
“How still it is !” she said dreamily
"What a spell of solemn silence the night
lays on everything !”
As‘ if to contradict her words,a faint sound
like a far-off voice seemed suddenly to rise
from the sands below, and swept by with a
prolonged, mournful cry. ’ '
“What is that ?” she asked, startled.
“Some one calling down on the sands,” I
said. “The intense stillness carries the sound
a great distance atnight."
“I heard such a wild legend this morning,”
she went on presently, “connected with those
great deserts of sand that stretch over toward
Lytham. Old J oe,thc boatman,says they are
haunted by a phantom voice.” '
"How thrilling i” I remarked sceptically.
“What does it say ?”
“Don’t scoff, J can,” said Nelly,a little vcx-
cdly. “It is a most patlletic,dreadful legend
Years ago, before there was a town here at
all, people used to cross the sands between
here and Lytham on horseback. One stormy
evening a traveler had cro§sed as usual, and
had almost reached the shore, when suddenly
a bright light appeared, hovered for a mo—
ment ovér a spot a yard or two away, and
then vanished. At the same moment a pile-
ous, unearthly cry echoed all around. The
horse became wild with terror, and broke
loose, throwing his rider to the ground.
When he recovered himself, he found, lying.
on the ground at his feet, the body of a bean
tiful young girl. She was quite dead, witi.
a ghastly wound in her side, from which thi
blood had flowed all overhcr white dress.
“The traveler staggered‘away to the neares
house, got assistance, and had the girl’s bod)
laid in an upper room. ’
“That'night an awful storm arose. Ashil
was wrecked on the Horse Bank, and only
one man, the captain, saved. He was taker
to the same house where the traveler had a:
ready found shelter, and, by some mistak
was put into the same room where the mill
dered girl was lying. At the sight of her h.
gave an appalling shriek,and fell down sensl
When be revived, he was questioned.
and confessed that the beautiful young gir
was his wife, whom,in a moment of rage an.
jealously he had stabbed to the heart ani
cast into the sea. And the sea had given in
her dead,- and the 'waves had cast him 0!
shore, and the murderer and, his victim werl
face to face. And now they say the voice 0.
the murdered girl haunts the place where she
was found. It seems to rise from the sand-
and goes echoing and wailing along, calling.
calling, as if in mortal agony. The old boat
man says people have followed it, believing.
some one was in peril, and have been lurec.
on and on, till the tide has overtaken them.
and they were drowned?
"What a horrible tale !” I said, with a
shudder. “I wish you had not told it to
me.”
“And he says,” went on Nellie, unheeding
my remark, “that whoever hears the voice is ,
in risk of great peril or danger, or some kind
of sorrow or trouble is about to happen to
him. ’ .
Nellie’s voice llad unconsciously taken a
tone of awe. The still, sombre darkness, the
midnight hour, and the weird, melancholy
legend had infected us both with an undefin-
ed sensation of oppression and fear,a prescnti
ment of dread and evil.
We keptour places by the window, look-
ing out into the deep velvety darkness, with
the far-away solitary light from the ' light-
house gleaming like a red spark.
Suddenly, while we sat, the sound of a
voice rose up again from the ldnely sands, a
moaning, piteous voice wailing and implor-
ing as if in unutterable distress. It seemed
lo mingle with the boom of the distant sea,
now rising, now falling, a lonely desolate
wail, thrilling through the darkness like a;
soul in mortal agony. It way dying away‘ in
the distance, in a low faint sob,‘when Nellie
suddenly sprang back into the room.
‘ 0 'Jean, look 2” she cried. “Look, the
phantom light !”
Ileant out of the window, and gazed out
along the promenade. Flashing through the
sombre darkness like a great star ‘was a bril-
in the air, and illuminating the space before
1y, with a steady, forward motion, floating
along about a yard from the ground. As it
came nearer we perceived, looming dimly be-
hind it, a giant shadow,wcird and grotesque,
with outsprend wings and misty, undefined
form, while a sharp rustling, whirring sound
accompanied its progress.
As the phantom approached the desolate
moaning rose again from the sands, and
swept along in low, shuddering cries, dying
away sad and pitcous as before, , With the
last faint sound,‘ the light leaped lup ‘for one
second into intense brilliancy and then .‘ dis—
appeared. , ' _ ' ' 7
“o i” cried Nellie fearfdlly.
Jean ?”
“I don’t know,”I replied, a feeling , fun a
accountable dread and horror taking :holdspf
me. The very demon of fear seemedto pos-j
sess my senses, an icy grasp of terror laid
hold of my heart. -
The air outside seemed to have_become
suddenly clammy and cold, a chilly eerie
wind crept in at the window. The very
darkness .sccmed filled with shades,- hideous
and impalpable, at which I dared, not look,
lest they should take form before my
eyes. . . , .' -
“There it is again 1” shuddercd Nellie.
And with unutterable dread .wc saw the
brilliant star-like light again floatill'g toward
us, this time from the right hands";
It came on swiftly, with the impalpable
fantastic shadow in the air above it, and
when exactly opposite vanished. .
We sat paralyzed with terror, but, daring
to move, a horrible benumbing terror seizing
our hearts. - i
This phenomenon happened several times,
the light alternately appearing from the right
and left, and always vanishing when exactly
opposite to us, and always accompanied by
the moaning voice. I . ‘
Again the ldw wailing sounds from the
sands, profoundly melancholy, inexpressiblyr
mournful, like nothing akin to "humanity
No words were uttered, but the agony ofthe
tdnes was like a voice from the grave. ' i '
“Jean, Jean, here it is again i” cried Nellie
cowering in my arms. , f C ‘
And once more the' brilliant phantom light
appeared. This time it came on mare slowly.
glancing to and fro unsteadily, while the
shadowy form behind it seemed ' more gril-
tesquc and misty than ever.
“Oh, Jean, if it is true ! If it comes to
foretell some loss, some trouble 1” s'obbed
Nellie, in tears. -
“Hush, hush, dear l” I tried to say reassur-
ingly. “It cannot be. Sorrow may come
to us if God wills it, but not through—”
“I say, old fellow,” shouted a voice down
below in the darkness, “You’ll frighten some;
body into fits with that lantern dodge oi
yours. , You and your confounded bicycle
look like some horrible ghostly spectre, flit-
ting along in the dark. You gavenne a pre-
cious start, I can tell you.
Nellie and I jumped to our feet,
lncredulously out of the window..
Down below in the road, a yard or two to
the right, the phantom light stood stationary
at last. In the glare before it a young fellow
was standing, while behind loomed. the fan-
tastic, mysterious shadow, robbed at all its
terrors lna moment... . A * '
“Isn’t it a . stunning dodge??? . said :the
shadow, in most unghostly slang. “You
see, Jack, this asphalt’s first rate to practice
on ; but a fellow has no chance in the "day-
time for those confounded carriages ;:,. so I
rigged out this dark-lantern and szastencd it
to my bicycle, and I can spin along in peace
now.” . ., I A
“Take care you don’t spin away the wits
of all the old maids on the promenade,” re-
turned the other. “You look most horribly
like some goblin from the lower regions,with
your. dark-lantern flashing in front, those
noiseless wheels and your long legs and-arms
spread out like great wings behind.”
The r laughed
“The 0 d maids are all fast asleep long ago,
bless their old eyes !” he returned irreverent
ly. “But I say, Jack, the match for the four
oars will have .to be put off to-morrow ; we
are going to have an awful storm ! Listen !
How the wind sighs and moans among the
girders of the pier! It sounds for .all the
world like some one calling out, in distress,
and it’s a sure sign of rough weather. What
a rage Gregory will be, in ,if——.—-_” .
The two old maids had heard quite enough.
.‘Iellie and I looked at . each other rather
sheepisllly, it must he confessed, and then
burst into a hearty laugh. . '
“ Whatjkigiit‘t.
and gazed
Rag Money and it’s Value.
“Well, bub,’; replied Bijah, as he finished
lauging up the, broom; “this currency ques-
ion bothers many besides you, though it’s
. :lear enough to me. Yousee that twenty-five
cent scrip, don’t you ?" '
The boy remarked that~ he did, and Bijah
llaced it on the” window-sill, weighted it
lown with a peach-stone, and continued.
“That bit of paper is marked ‘25 cents,’
)ut is it twenty-five cents? Is it anything
llOl‘e thanapiccc of paper ?” ‘
“I dunno,” solemnly replied the boy.
“Has that bit of paper any real value he-
.'ond it’s being a promise to pay ?” demand-
-ii Bijah.
"What paper ?”
“That. ’erc twenty-five—"
He stopped there. Some one had sneaked
ip the alley and silly stolen both scrip and
leach-stone. . ‘
“Never mind,” condolcd the boy, “It ha
lo intrinsic value.” .
“It hadn’t, eh ?” ‘growled the old janitor;
“I just want to catch the wolf who absorbed
t'"
I #
“N nvsn Sans A WOMAN ”—Thc following
.5 a, part of the experience of Mrs. Helen
iunt in Colorado :
As we halted, three dogs come bounding
oward us, barking most furiously, One of
hem stopped suddenly, gave one searching
ook at me, put her tail between her legs, and
vith a pitiful yelp of terror turned and fled.
. walked slowly after her; she would look back
iver her shoulder, turn. make one or two
lungcs at me, barking shrilly, then With the
lame yelp of terror, run swiftly away; at
.ast she grew brave enough to keep her face
toward me, but continually backed away, al-
ternating ller balk of defiance with a yelp
of terror in a way which was irresistably lu-
dicrous. We were utterly perplexed by her
behavior until her master, as soon as he could
speak for laughing, explained it._ "‘Yer see,
that jere dog’s never seen a woman aforel
She was reared in the wands, an’ I llain’t
never took her nowhere’s an’ thet’s just the
fact out; she dunno what to make of a wo-
man.” It grew drollcr and drollcr. The
other dogs were our good friends at once,
leaped about us, snuffed us, and licked our
hands as we spoke to them. Poor Bowscr
bung back and barked furiously with warn-
ing and menace whenever I patted one of the
other dogs, but if I took a step nearer her she
howled and fled in the most abject way.
‘ Next to throwing likens him a mill-pond
the saddest sight is tll of a lady_at a church
fair drmivning two or three poor little oysters
in a gallon of thin milk—N. Y. Herald. .
The architect who adopts one-half the news.
paper advice in regard to planning his next
theatre, will bring out a combination of Chi-
nesc temple and fire-proof safe—Detroit Free
Press.
A devout negro woman pra ed in a Mil-
waukcc meeting that she miglt escape thq
fires of future punishment; and in the midst
of her petition she backed against a red-hot
it for several yards. It advanced very swift- ‘ , .
| l‘lsc Second Oldest Paper In the State.
'Misses’ Button Shoes....'.....................
' OFFICE IN GAZETTE BUILDING;
A. H. BYINGTON & CO.
\. H. Bleorox, J. B. ELLS,
Subscription $2.00 per year, in advance.
Single Copies 5 Cents.
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' Special Notices 25 percent. advance onthe
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Local Notices in Reading Col use 25
Cent-per line. I ' -' .
Yearly advertisers restricted to
contemplated at the time of contract, but are per-
mitted to make monthly ch mges of their adver-
tisements.
Marriages and deaths inserted gratuitously.
Obituary 'or Funeral Notices 15 cts. per line. '
All unusual cuts and devices ‘25 per centfextra.
ALEX. S." GIBSON.
Organist of the First Congregational Church.
Teacher of ths‘
Plano-Forte, Organ and illusion]
Composition.
Box 379 P. 0.. NORWALK. CONN.
'GEO. W . (DRAM,
’jContractor & Builder
It Railroads, Water Works, Sewers, Grading and
Rock Work of all kinds; Stone and .BI’ICK Ma
ionry. Will furnish men and teams by the day-
l‘ools to let. Oflice in Hubhell’s Block.
[4 Address N orwalk P. 0..“Box 452.”
J. .Bel'den Hurlb‘utt,
llllll‘lltl alitnlliellnl at Law,
Room No. 4, [up stair-,1
a GAZETTE; BUILDING.
H. .H. BARBOUR,
O
COUNSELOR AT LAW,
Room No: 3, Bank Building, ‘
NORWAL K, CONN.
EYE AND EAR-W. R. OAKES,
,, M. D. Occnlist and Aurist, has his Oilice
Cor. Wall and Water Streets, where he
may be found everyday except Sunday
lrom 9 a. m., to 1‘: m. and 2 to 6 . m., for free con
sultation. Besides the eye an ear, the doctor
.reats successfully all scrolulons and catharrhal.
liseases ot‘ the lungs. wmdpipe and throat, some
'if which are often predisposing causes of blind-
.icss and deafness. Call and see the statistics of
cases. testimonials. kc" at the office as above.
Charges for scientific examma ion and treatment
tlwa 3 moderate. No charge for consultation.
Jail tor a circular. . 4
G‘HARLES W. gilu'ANY,
Surgeon Dentist,
NORWALK, CONN,
Office corner of Main and Wall Streets. Nitrous-
Oxide Gas administered.
'0. B. coomncn',
DENTIST.
Successor to
Asa. Hill,
Dr.
WALL STREET, NORWALK,
‘ Office over
0.3. Grumnu’s Dry Goods Store.
'3' Gas administered for extracting teeth with;
out pain.
DENTISTR Y
AT HARD TIMES PRICES,
For Cash — No Credit 3
All work executed in the Best Manner, at my ofilce
OVER SELLECK’S BOOK STORE.
34 ’1‘. E. SWIFT, D. D. S.
HAVING purchased the Drug Store of Mr. H.
L. UHLE. N o. 11 Main Street. Norwalk. Ct ,
I will be happy to supply the old friends and ens
tomers of the establishment with such articles, in
my line, as they may desire. My stock couststs.
in part, of the Purcst .
Drugs and Chemicals,
Choice variety of Soaps, Brushes. Combs, Cham-
ois Skins. Sponges, Perfumes, Hair Oil, Colo es.
Fancy Articles, Inniments. Pure Glycerlnc, lrd
deeds, and Cattle Fish, Patent Medicines. Mineral
Waters. Cigars, &c., are. Also the best. Wines.
Liquors, Ales and Porter, for medlclnal purposes-
Carelul and competent prescription clerks al.
ways on I and;
45 _ F. REGNI‘ER, M. D.
.____...——— -
A FINE STOCK 0F
Holiday Goods,
SUCH AS
Dolls, Diaries Pocket Books
FANCY BOTTLES, Sac.
sills i
AllililIN’S
Suitable for th coming season, at the
LoWesl Possible Prices.
Ladies’ Button Confirm......................$1 50
Gents' Button Gaiters........................ 1 50
Children’s Button School Shoes ..... 85
Gents’ Calf Boots ....... .. ........... 3 00
I 00
2 50'
75
Gents’ Kip Boots
Children’s Leather School Shoes.
A lot of Remnant pairs of Shoes, will be closed
_ out at a very low price. Call and see them.
Slippers fur the Holiday Trait
9 made to order. Also
Boots & Shoes Made to Order
. 'AT suoa'r NOTICE.
LEATHER AND FINDINGS
.FOR SALE IN ANY QUANTITY AT
REASONABLE PRICES.
Thu. Harrison, item.
Notic‘e.
fire 'to the leaves
G. N. ELLS.
the business '
. eral practice of medicine and surgery.
. ProfioI‘Theoryand Practice,N.Y.c,it ;Clemcnce
. and flanfkerch'ief Extrhcss, Hairll'rus cs.Combs,’
DRUG STORE.’
To. Rent.
rom the list of October next, at a very low rent.
'A Very desirable place on East Avenue.
Osborn Avenue, for sale cheap.
gain. Enquire of
S. E. OSBORN . East Avenue,
tin or to D. W. FITCH, West Avenue.
To Rent.
P ABT'of a House, (three rooms) right in the vil
_ loge. Bent $12 per month. Possession given
immediate] y. Enquire at this oilice.
A BARGAIN.
FOR SALE.‘A first-rate built House,(ou East
Avenue,) containing nine rooms; willbelet
if notsol'l. Also BUILDING LOTS for sale.
Apply to D. H. FITCH.
Norwalk, Nov. 27th, 1875. 48“
“ FOR SALE.
[two very desirable Building Lots on West Main
Street. Apply at the GAZETTE OFFICE.
non sain.
NEAT RESIDENCE on one of the best,pleu~
antest and . most accessible streets in town.
Has eight rooms. with gas in each, and heater-ca-
pable of-- heatingjthc whole house. Large barn
With stabllug for several horses. A pie, Pear and
Cherry Trecsuust commencing to. car fruit. Is
within five minutes’ walk of the Post Office, the.
Pricc,37,500. Or will rent it to a good tenant for
9600 peryear, Enquireutthisofilcc. .
AWN T0 RENT-A new Barn with gocd Sta-
bling for several horses, near the bridge.
Price” per month” Enquire at this Oillcc.
alum v.0.eaa1aanm...
Madness of N.Y. Medical College for Women,
Cor. MAIN (It MARSHALL STREETS.
SOUTH NORWALK', CONN .
onlce Hours,unti19 a. in" and from 3 p. m. At-
’ toall of-‘i i “ ttoa en-
am-
ilies supplied with Homoeopathic remedies.
References by pannlsslon :—S.Lilenthal, M. D.,
Lozier, M. D. Dean of Colic e, N.
‘ . : Alfred R.
Ellis. M. D.,Prot‘.Materia Me “ca. 3m23
Isa-sans s. nocxwooo, _
Fashionable Draper and Tailor,
AND
GENTS FURNISHING EMPORIUM.
Main Street, Norwalk, Conn.
' MELVILLE E. MEAD,
REAlfwggfil'ATE.
FIRE AND ”if usunuci.
Ocean Steamer Tickets & Drafts,
- South Nor-walk, Colin.
p
' a w. sarcasm,
. At the evcr' popular
UNION MARKET
has always the best of
Best, Veal, Mutton, and Pork,
at fairliving prices. Union (formerly Model) Mur-
kct. on the Bridge. 1F
GONNEGTIGUT HflTBL,
Corner Main and Wall Sts., NOBWALK, OT.
[\HE subscriber having taken the above well-
know‘h centrally located Hotel, is prepared to
cats. Good-
:utertain permanent and transient
rooms; good table ' reasonable r ces. A first—
tlaas Livery connected with the otel. Carriage;
to all trains. Every eil'ort made to please.
‘ D. B. MOREIIOUSE,Proprictor.
ED!VABD P. WEED,
:3 RU G- G- 1 s '1'! ' .
Wall Street, opposite Norwalk-Opera Home,
A large and well selected stock of
Dallas AND MEDICINES,
i’cri'nmeryhPateut Medicines, all kinds Mincra
Waters, 1‘0llet and; Medicated Soap Flavoring.
are, the”
span es,ChamoisSkins, Stationery C
the new
and s constantl adding to his stock
and popular me iclnesoi' the day.
I
l
n.s. naascaa,
At b isstorein .VIALLORY’S BLOCK,hasconstant
ly on hands. generalassortmenlo f '
GROCERIES.
C'BGCKEBY, GLASS,
.TIN AND WOODEN WARE, £10., ETC
=ly devotinghisconstantpersonal attentionto the
businesshc hopes tomerit pnb.icpatronage. 9
Freshers McKEON, Jr.,
Practical Plumber.
Green Houses Fitted up.
Orders left at Shop on School Street, or on slate
at Belden’s Tin Shop. Jobbing promptly attenldtig
to. , ‘ ' y
Edward Banks,
Givil Engineer & Bill uugh Surveyor,
Office Main St., near Center Ave.,
Norwalk, Conn.
Particular attention paid to the mappingand
measurement of farms, and to the division of es-
tates. Also to drainage and sewerage matters.
orders by mail promptly attended to.
John A. Honnecker,
B A K E R.
FOOT 0F MILL HILL.
Bread, Rolls, Pies, Cakes, Crullcrs, &c.,bak_eu
fresh every day. Everything made out of good
materialsmnli by careful and competent workmen.
Try our Baking.
NORW'ALK INSURANCE ('10.,
- NORWALK, CONN.
$500,000
- 100,000
GEO B. Gown-:3. Sec’y.
chartcr Capital
Paid up Capital -
\VM. 0. $EREET, Pres.,
TN A INSUII ANCE Co. ofIlARTFORD.
Incorporated 1812. Charter Perpetual.
Capital and Assets, $5,052,880.19
insures against loss and damage by Fire. on term.
liloptell to the hazard and consistent wlth the lawa
of compensation. COWLES a MLRBILL,_
Sole Agents for Norwalk and Vicinity.
l‘
AT
Quintard’s rFunlilure Rooms
will be found a complctaassorlzuent of
FURNITURE, &C.,
l ucluding everything usually found in a first-class
establishment, at Prices to suit the Tunes. Also.
a lace assortment of
CHROMOS, PICTURE FRAMES,
LOOKING amassns, ac.
Glass Plates cutto any size. Repairing done in the
best manner, at short notice. Also. old iialr Mat-
tresses madeover as good as new.|
Loumrann's sou. _
WM. LOCKWOO‘D,
(Successor to CEO. II. RAYMOND & 00.,)
Furniture Dealer,
No. 36 Main Street, Norwnlk.
U NDERTAKING.
At my store will be found a. large assortment of
all kinds of '
COFFINS, CA SKETS,
and everything necessary for the lntcrmontoi the
dead. Residence. at W. . SWAN’S. Main St. 5]
NOTICE.
ALI. persons are hereby t'orbiil trespassing no-
on the land of the subscribers _l'or the par-
pose oi hunting and sh cling quail and other
gumeiunder penalty of the law.
J ohu B. Comstock, William D. Gregory,
‘James S. Davenpm t, Willla nl Sturgcs,
J. E. Turner, John R. Sturges,
John Jones, Ebenezer G. Bette,
Abijah M. Jones, William T. J elllfl,
Joseph 0. Dikcman, George B. Wcscott,
J. M. Haincs. l’hlllp Lynch.
Wilton, October 20th, 1876. mm
RANGES.
GOOD N0 7 RANGE, - . - - - $2.130
ti .1 - u - - - - - 14.00
Call and see them before buvin elsewhere. -
. cache ‘5‘. BEI.DEN,-'
run A loos PARLOII STOVE
THE place formerly occupied by the subscriber,
near the head of Maiu‘Strect, is offered to rent
It. 1.. anus. .
Desirable Property for sale.
Also, a few choice Building Lots situated on
Also,a nicely located ilouse and Lot on Mer-
wm Street near West Avenue, for sale at a bar-
PLUMBING in} all its BRANCHES. '
THE BEST III THE MARKET.
Is all ready for use, does not washb rain.
best for
~town are painted with
Put up ready for use in pails of 1 2 or 3 a s
kc s of 5, 10 or 15 gallons, half barI’cls or lag-gin
ll orders
given by app ying to
once at Store of RAYMOND Bno’s, foot or
Washington Street, SOUTH N ORWALK,
CARRIAGE MAKERS.
MULLINGS &TILLY,
Successors to S. I'. TUTTLE,
MARSHAL STREET, SOUTH NOR. WALK
Would res cctfnll inform the citizens of Not-
walk and v clnity t at they are prepared to
Build Garrisees and Wagons
OF EVERY DESCRIPTI 01V.
Particular attention aid to REPAIR! ‘
branches of the trade.p NG m .1
. One SECOND-HAND nocxa AY
N0 TOP sneer, for sale. . w ’ "a 2;;
REA-L ESTATE
Ofll ', relight, Sold or Exchanges],
cc Gazette Bulldin . B. J. 81‘ IL
Norwalk. Conn. 5L BroEcrfms’
S U RA N C E.
Capital Beprcsented.’ sas.ooo,ooo.co.
; B. J. STURGES, Agent.
.0. W. Burritt
Has Removed
To No. 4 thnix Bléck, Wall St...
Foot or Mill Hill, where with increased facilities
he is prepared to do ~ -
PLUMBING,
in all its branches. Also s cial attention iv n
to Tin B‘oofing, Tin and Shag: Iron Work surf-loi-
bin . (:as Futures of all kinds kept on hand. '
orwalk, April, 1876.
cuss T. LEONARD a son
. DEALERIN ‘
C O A L ,
WOOD AND BRICK, .
N’th River Blue SltggsLime, (lamest
. IEIEIT PIPE "I SHE”, I‘LL! All
I I I!"
WHOLESAIILE ann'aarilla.
Water St, Nerwalr, (on
0. H. MUELLSS, '
Manufacturing Confectioner,
Keeps constantly on hand a large variety of.
Pure Confectionery
Always Fresh and of the Best Quality, at
Wholesale and Retail.
Also a superior article of
ICE CREA M.
SODA WATER with fruit syrups and OTTAWA
:fifimdrawn ir’om Matthews Patant Steel Fonn'
Fruits, Nuts. fine Imported and
’ Domestic Cigars.
No. 21 Main Street.
An Elegant Ice Cream Saloon and Bests. ran
(or-Ladies and Gentlemen. I:
' '0'. Il. DOUGLAS-‘l,l’roprietor.
asouca wsun summon, '
Hasconstantly in stock at hisucw stand .
No. 9 Main Street,
A choice andflueassortmcn to!
Groceries,
Provisions,
Flour,
Frau, &c.,
To which he wouldi nvitethe attentiono fa who
wishtoparchasefirstpclassgoods ,s t
Reasonable Prices.
DRIED BEEF, SLICED A SPECIALTY. BEST
OF RAMS, EITHER WHOLE 0R SLICED .
Dropin and'see usin our newstorc.
No. 9 MAIN STREET.
Stalf‘ord & Stoddard’s
CHEAP CASH STORE,
Successors to HARVEY FITCH.)
No. 51 MAIN STREET, NORWALK.
Having purchased thr
GROCERY BUSINESS
recently conducted by Mr. Fitch, we are pre sreo
to accommodate all, and will make every e ort to
please our customers. We purchase our Goods for
Cash, and are enabled to ~
SELL AT LOW FIGURES. V
All kinds of COUNTRY PRODUCE taken in ex-
change for goods. Call and see us and leave your
or ers.
TO .THE PUBLIC!
_I am receiving
GROCERIES
in variety suitable for the wants of this market.
which I am selling at Iainpnices. Buyers'at
Wholesale or Retail will receive prompt attention
and orders will be filled with as little delay as
ossiblc. One year ago to-tlay l commenced this
usiness anew, and I am truly thankful for the
patronage I have received, and hope to merits
continuance of the same.
FLOUR,
CORN, , 0A TS,
FEED & BRAN,
By Car Loads, Direct from the Mills,
I am receiving nice
Dairies of Butter
For Family Use. 7
;
Also. a full supply of Vermont and Maine
EARLY ROSE POTATOES.
A Full Line of
Calleltonli,installations.
All the above Goods I will sell at
Lowest Market Prices,
“ FOR. CASH.
Geo. 40. Keeler.
LL persons are forbid setting
A and grass on the Amphitheatre,
l strive and was burned.
under penalty
of the law. .
GO TO Brennan’s.
CHEMICAL PAINT!
It is more beantliu1,morcdnrable.lowerin price. '
q t
wood preservcr, is water and fire pm , and "we
feneral uses, either for wood. iron or
brick bul dings. outlay of the finest residenccsin
AVl-IBILL’S CHEMICAL PAINT
romptly filled and any information
D. H. WEBB, Sole Ag’t for Norwalk
STALFOBD a sronniso. .
Told me, so I couldn't doubt it, ‘
How she danced—my. stand" 1' " m danced 1-
I ' Long. '89- A I I
How she held her pretty head,
How her dainty skirt she spread,
How she turned her little toes-—
Smiling little human rose 1--
Lons :30.
Grandma’s hair was bright and sunny ;
Dimpled cheeks, too—‘oh, how funny I
- Really quite a pretty girl;
Longago.
Bless her ! why, she wears soap,
Grandma does, and takes a nap
Every single day ; and yet
Grandma danced the minuet
Long ago.
Now she sits there, rocking, rocking,
Always knitting Grandpa's stocking-
(Every girl was taught ,to knit,
Long ago).
. Yet her figure is so neat,
Andher way so child and sweet,
I can almost see her now
Bending to herpartner’s bow,
Long ago.
Grandma says our modern jumping,
Hopping, rushing, whirling, bumping,
Would have shocked the gentle folk
- Ions eso- -
No—they moved with stately grace,-
Everything in proper place, '__ 2
Gliding slowly forward, then 1“
Slowly courtseying back‘sgsin',
Long ago.
Modern ways are quite alarmmg‘ , .
Grandma says ; but boys were charming—
Girls and boys, I mean, of course—-
. . Lou's Iso- .
Bravely modest, grandly. shy—-
Whatif all of us shoal (i try. '
Just to feel’likctho'sewho met
In the graceful‘minuet -
- hos-so?
With the minuct in fashion, ,
Who could fly into a pinion ?
All would wear the calm they wore
. Long ago.
In time to come,if I,'perchsuce,
Should tell my grandchild of our dance,
1 should really like to say,
“We did it, dear, in some such way,
Long ago. ' , . .
—St..Ni°cholas for January.
now sums: ’ GE.
——
BY FIJOBINCI max.
How strange it will be, love—how
when we two .
Shall be what all lovers become,
You frigid and faithlcss, I cold and untrue.
You thoughtless ofqne, and I careless «you.
Our pet names grow rusty withnothlngtodo,
Love’s bright web unnvclled, and rent, and
worn through, .,
And life‘s loom left empty—uh
Ah, lne ’
How strange it will be!
How strange it will .be when the witchcry
goes . . .
Which makes me seem lovely to-dq;
When your thought of me loses its ocular do
an“ ' O
hunt
rose, . .
When every day serves some new fanltio
disclose,
When you find I’ve cold eyes and In every.
day nose, .
And wonder you could for a moment sup-
P033
I was ont of the common-place way;
All, me
How strange it would be!
How strange it will be, love-how strange.
when we meet '
With just a chill touch of the hand! ‘ _
When my pulses no longer delightedly but
At the thought of your coming, the sound of
your feet, '
When I watch not your going, far down the
long street, _ '
When your dear, loving voice, now so thrill-
ingly sweet,
Grows harsh in reproach or command ;
Ab; me! '
How strange it will be!
How strange it will be when we willingly stay
Divided the weary day through!
Or, getting renmtely apart as we may.
Sit chilly and silent with nothing to say. --
0r coolly converse on the news of the day.
In a wearisomc, old-married-folks sort of
way i
I shrink from the picture, don’t you 1‘
Ah, me!
How strange it will be!
Dear love, if- our hearts do grow torpid and
old,
As many others have done;
if we let our love perish with hunger and
cold,
If we dim all life’s diamond’s and tmllh its
‘ sold. '
if we choose to live wretched and die uncon-
soled, _
‘Twill be strangest of all things that ever
were told
As happening under the sun 1
Ah, me!
How strange it will be!
—Appleton's Journal.
Indlgnant Polly W03.
nv mac» mt IYTINGE. "
A tree-toad, dressed’in apple-green,
Sat on a mossy log
Beside apond, and shrilly sang,
“Come forth my Polly W03,—
My pretty Polly Wag; .
I’ve something very sweet to say
My slender Polly Wag! '
‘The air is moist—The moon is-hid _
Behind a heavy fog, ‘ I
No stars are out to wink and blink
At you, my Polly Wog— ‘
My Pol—my Ly—my Wog,
My graceful Polly Wog; ‘
0h, tarry not, beloved one! - ,
My precious Polly Wog!"
Just then away went clouds, and there
Asitting on the log— '
The other end, I mean—the moon
Showed angry Polly Wog.,_ :_ '
Her small eyes flashed-48m swelled until -
She looked almost a frog; ‘
“How dare you call me, sir," she asked,
"Your precious Polly Wog ?" ,
“Why, one would think your life was spent
In some low muddy hog; .
I‘d have you know, tostrangc young toads
My name is Mary Wog." ' . . i
' One wild, wild laugh that tree-toad gm
And tumbled off the log; ' ’
And on the ground he kicked and screamed.
“0h, Mary, Mary Wog!
Oh, Ma! oh. Ry! oh, Wog!
0h, proud Miss‘Mary Wag!
Oh, goodness gracious l—wlist ajokcl :-
Hurrah for Mary Wog !"
-—Scribner for January (Brie Linc)
The third river in Scotland is the. Forth. I
Temperanceleague—Threc miles of water.
Always in debt when there's no niece-icy. ' i
for it—the letter 6.
An exchange heads an article “How long
may a lover‘stay ?” '
Chinese are now being taken to Chicago in
.
large numbers to work.
Norwalk Chronicler