WHOLE. NUMBER 1577.
Luck and Ill-Luck.
(From the German of Heine,by W. W. Story-l
Luck's the giddicst of all creatures,
Nor likes in one place long to stay;
She smooths the hair back from your features,
Kisses you quick—and runs away! ,
Dame Iii-luck’s in no such flurry,
Nor quick her close embrace she quits;
She says she's in no kind of hurry,
And sits upon your bed——and. knits!
B-revorf Home, January 8.
I—Ii—ss and Try.
“I won't marry for money, and I won’t be
married for money, and I won't marry at all;
and when I do I’ll please myself—so there! _
You are so stupid, Aunt Jane"; and the wil-
ful little beauty stampcd'hc'r foot, contradict-
ing herself with a wrathful energy that
would have done credit to an accomplished
actress.
"My Dear
“Don't ‘my dcar’ me! I’m not your dear-
I can be dear to a plenty of people if I
’l
1 choose."
"My dear, really you are so impetuous' you
will never be married."
“There it is again, that hateful topic. Can’t
you understand I don‘t want to 1’ Why should
'1 ? I‘ve got plenty of money; I’ve got a car-
riage and two such pets of ponies and a bun-
fter and house in the country; what more do
' I want ? I wish you would all let me alone.
iThere’s papa talking sorrowfully, silly old
darling, about his declining years, and only
‘me, and me not married ; and if you are my
' aunt it’s no reason you should worry me night
and day. I won’t have your lawyer if he’s as
.rich as Crcesus—how much has he given you
:to plead his cause, ch '2"
, “You need not insult me, at all events. I
counsel you for your own good, Miss Delas-
elle. Mr. Marshe is a most eligible person,
a... eligible. His father is in the front rank
of his profession, and immensely rich; your
papa approves his suit. There is a possibili-
ty of the dormant peerage being revived in
the favor of thatfamily; Mr. Marshe, Senior,
has rendered great services in high quarters."
“Thank you for your genealogical particu-
lars. Now please tell me all about Captain
Williams and TheOphilns Bishop, who will
rise in the church, and Sir Cornelius Wilkes.
Squire Thv ampsonand Mr. Burnabypnd Lieu-
tenant Vane and Lord Pauline, &c.”
“Really. you may well pause; the flirta-
tious yo:i carry on are beyond all belief.
There were a dozen soldiers in the house yes.
terday.”
' “And there’ll be two dozen to-night, and_l
shall receive at least a hundred valentines to-
morrow morning. Everybody likes me; of
course they do. All the men know I don’t
try to trap them into marrying me, like the
other girls. Ah, there's the ring; sure to be
somebody to see me.” .
“Shameful,” groaned Aunt Jane, compos-
ing herself 'to her work.
Marie glanced in the mirror over the man-
tlepiece, smiled, and adjusted a stray curl.
“Aunt, don’t you thinkI look awfully nice
this evening i"
“Charming 1” said a gentleman's voice, as
the door was thrown open and Mr. Marshe
was announced. “Pardon me, that dress is
perfection.”
' “Sir, I do not like personal remarks; they
are extremely rude. However, your profes-
sion, I suppose, brings you into contact with
vulgar people.”
“Marie!" reproachfully from Aunt Jane.
“Miss Delaselle is privileged," said Marshe,
s dapper young man, not bad looking, but
obviously conceited. Marie said all little men
were vain; and as for lawyers, they seemed
to consider it the duty of heiresses to marry
them.
“What divorce case are you engaged in now,-
sir ?" she asked.
“We do not undertake that class of work,”
said Marshe, loftily.
“Captain Williams—oh, and Lord Pauline,
too! I am delighted to see you. We have
been so dull this evening, have we not, Aunt
Jane f"
‘ These new comers hardly acknowledged the
lawyer, who, on his part,surveyed them with
intense scorn. “Neither of them has a bun-
dred pounds cash," thought he to himself,
and yet such airs."
Marie, however, was much more pleasant
in her manner to them, which galled him ex-
tremely, yet he could not tear himself away,
and after twenty times resolving never to
speak to her again he had actually opened a
tacit understanding with’ Mr. Delaselle.
She was indeed one of those girls of whom
it may be justly said that there is no living
with them nor without them.
He turned to pay court to Aunt J one,when
the Rev. Theophilus Bishop arrived. He was
acting for the present as a curate in town till
I valuable living, in‘ the gift of a relative
should become vacant by the decease of the
aged incumbent.
“You cruel man i” said Marie; “I heard of
your sermon; so if a poor lady is deserted by
her husband and gets a divorce she is not to
marry again ?"
“We are opposed to such unions on the
highest grounds, my dear Miss Delaselle. If
we had only known that a divorce was one of
the contracting parties we should have most
certainly refused permission to use the sacred
edifice.”
“Well it's very hard. Don't you think so,
Mr. Marshe ?"
“To refuse would be illegal,” said the law-
yer, glad of a chance of putting down one of
his rivals, “quite illegal, I feel sure, to say
nothing of the bad taste."
“By the ecclesiastical law—” began the eu-
rate, firing up in a moment.
“It’s a confounded shame i" broke in Gap-
tain Williams. '
“The ladies are deserving of every consid-
eration," said Lord Pauline,an aged beau,but
well preserved. “You may be sure the lady
was the injured party.”
“Ecclesiastical law—" repeated the cu.
rate.
"Suppose it was me," said Marie; “sup-
pose I had a brute of a husband—of course
I never. mean to have one. that’s under-
steed."
“The premises are very luci ," said the
lawyer, sarcasticrlly.
“And—and I was divorced. Musn’t I—
have-well—"
“You, of course, would be an exception,”
said the curate; “but as a rule such marriages
are even more sinful than those contracted
simply with a view to filthy lucre.”
This was a cut for Marshe.
‘ “I hate women who marry for money,” said
Marie, “there‘s nothing so despicable."
“Nothing so despicable,” echoed Captain
Williams and Lord Pauline, neither of whom
had a dollar. -
“ExCept a man's marrying a lady for her
money,” added the curate, who was well prc-
vided for as far “as the good things of this
world went." “There should be a certain
equality of position and of pecuniary means
in order to insure mutual respect."
"Mutual respect be hanged," muttered llle
Captain, in his beard.
“What did I hear i” said the curate: “the
language of the barrack-room .__n
“I any {girl that marries the man she loves
is the truest and best,” cried the captain loud-
ly; “whether he's poor or rich doesn‘t mat-
ter. She’s the girl for me.” -
To his surprise. the Captain caught Marie’s
eye fixed on him with an expression of sym-
pathy that made his heart give a thump of .
delight. Could she? He was .not such a bad
fellow, this Captain, though a trifle out-
spoken.
“I differ from you entirely,” said Lord
Pauline. I think nothing shows a more cow-
ardly character than for .a man without a
penny and without social position”—this was
a hint at his own title—“to attempt to obtain
the affections of a lady, who might engage
herself to great advantage.”
“Lord Pauline understands the world and
human nature,” said Aunt Jane. “His re-
marks are very just. Oh, good evening, sir,”
with a marked emphasis on the “sir.”
Marie merely bowed in a distant manner to
the gentleman who had at that moment en-
tercd, and turned quickly toward the piano.
They all crowded around her and pressed bet
to play, scarcely dcigning to exchange saluta-
tions with the new comer, who was thus as
it were excluded from the circle—excepl
Captain Williams, who welcomed him cor-
dially.‘ '
“ ’Tis povelty parts good company,” whis.
pered he, quoting the old song. “Never
mind, old fellow; you're twenty times more
a man than these miserable-looking drum-
stick imitations. By jove, what a fine chest
you have i"
Thurston Baynurd was indeed “a man of
inches,” and broad in proportion—perhaps
rather more than in proportion—though he
had hardly yet reached his full development,
being but_twcnty-six. A long, silky, black
beard, thick, curling moustache, brlght, dark
eyes, an open, wide forehead, and rather
massive head, gave him no inconsiderable
claim to he called handsome. Thurstan was
one of those men, sometimes met, who seem
.to possess every possible advantage except
money. He was tall and strong, certainly
good-looking, agreeable in manner, well read,
and still better traveled—he had for a time
carried dispatches as a Queen’s messenger.
full of animal health and a naturally joyous
temperament, saddened, however, by the per.
petual sense of impecunlosity and the pres-
sure of petty debt. His family well connect-
ed, of ancient descent, and yet practically he
was a Vagabond upon the face of the earth.
The families of Baynard and Delaselle were
branches of the same stock; he and Marie
had played together as children,and was still
free of the house; but when growing yearl-
seemed to threaten the danger of an impru-
dent attachment, Mr. Delaselle spoke to him
in private very seriously on the matter, “hop-
ing that he would not take advantage of his
position to compromise Marie’s chances of an
eligible match.” This was extremely bitter
to Thurston, whose proud spirit was deeply
wounded, and henceforward he came rarely,
and adopted a dcfercntial, distant manner.
Marie, on her part scarcely noticed him
now that they were arrived, he at manhood
and she at womanhood. He thought itlwas
pride; still he felt constrained to call occa-
sionally, for in truth be loved her beyond ex-
pression.
Nothing destroys a man’s spirit like pover-
ty, especially if he still by birth belongs to
that class of whom' it was saidmobleese
meannesses too often compulsorily practiced
by those who earn their daily bread. There.
were as yet no lines upon his forehead, but,
there was an indescribable expression of sub-
dued pain.
“I‘ve come to say good-by,” said he to Cap-
tain Williams, as the two sat together in the
background, while ’Marie played and sang
gaily. Mr. Delaselle just nodded as he en-
tered, and then addressed himself to Mr.
Marshe.
“Where are you off to, then?” asked the
captain. “Why on earth don’t you go into
the Army ?”
“Can’t afford it—and can’t live on thirteen
pence a day, either. No; I’m going to China;
you know I’ve studied fortification. 'I’ve an
idea I could help them to fortify. themselves
against the Russians. They arcmuch alarm-
ed at Russian aggression eastwards. General
Kauffman’s guns easily smashed up the
wretched walls and towers ofr‘the . Central
Asia Khans. I think China ought to pay
well for instruction how to build redoubts a
la Vauban.” ’ -
“It’s not a bad idea; but how about leavin
Miss Delaselle? I thought you were '
Well, no matter ; you’re just the man for her.
Yes, I’ll say that even against my own inter-
est. She’ll be snapped up before you get
back, man. Look at Marshe, that prig, the
curate, and the old Lord—pah! Are you sure
she doesn’t care for you ?” j .
“Scarcely acknowledges me,” said Thurs-
tan. “And yet we used to—Still she has a
right to do as she pleases. At all events, I
start to-morrow night for Southampton, from
Waterloo station —”
“I’ll see you off. By Jove, I’m sorry,
deuced sorry! The best fellows are always
shoved intoa corner. Tomorrow night—it’s
St. Valentine’s Day, to-morrow, now I think
of it.”
Just then Marie's voice, blithe and rich in
tone, began with an inimitable expression of
innocent mischievousness, so to say, the old
verse:
“A’ the lads they look at me,
Comin’ through the rye.”
“It's just like her," said the captain; and
yet do you know, Thurstan, I believe there’s
something good in that girl despite all her
now when they were discussing meninges for
money, and I said the best and truest girl was
the one who married for love. There was a
flash in her eye; I don’t think she knows her
heart yet.”
“Mr. Baynard,” cried Marie suddenly from
her seat at the piano, “come and sing our old
favorite, ‘Annic Laurie.’ ”
The circle sneered at the mention of so sim
ple a ballad. He hesitated, but she insisted,
and finally he sang it—sang it as only a man
could do who felt every line. It was true that
she had never pledged her word, but she was
indeed “all the world” to him. He had a
beautiful voice, bell-like. yet liquid, and, to
alter just pne word of Byron,
“Love hath not in all his choice,
All arrow for the heart like a sweet voice."
They were all silent when he ceased; Marie
indeed seemed to recover herself with an ef-
fort, and thanked him gently, in a tone that
nearly unmanned him.
“Dear me 1” cried the lawyer; “I had for-
gotten I had a telegram to leave at the ofiicc.
Excuse me. I'll return.”
Mr. Delaselle accompanied him to the door.
“Something very despicable in business,"
said Lord Pauline.
“Very despicable, very,” echoed the eu-
rate. “Contact with the coarser natures who
seek the aid:of the law mustznaturally react
upon those who listen to their revelations."
“I believe there is a great fire,” said Mr.
Delaselle,,re-entering; “let us go up to the
high windows to see."
The gentlemen and Aunt Jane, who had a
special horror of fire, followed him quickly;
and Marie was moving in the same direction,
when Thurston, who had stood aside to let
She paused and for a moment they were
alone. '
“Yes," she said kindly.
“I—I just called to say good-by; I start
for China to-morrow night—some years be-
fore I may see you again,” said Thurstan, in
-a hurried and confused manner.
“Is this true i" .
“It is, indeed quite true. You will re-
member me sometimes, Marie 1’” he almost
said “my darling," but his courage failed.
Her eyes fell; she flushed slightly.
“Yes, I shall remember you. Stay,iet me
think—hush! Is it a fire i” she added in a
different tone, hearing footsteps.
“At a great distance; no danger,” said Mr.
Delaselle. Aunt Jane glanced suspiciously
from Thurstan to Marie and back again.
He felt that he was looked on as do trap ;
oblige, and cannot fully descend to the little .
frivolity, I wish you could have seen her just '
the others pass first, spoke her name gently. _
NORWALK, CONNECTICUT, TUESDAY, MARCH 26, 1878.
1nd confused, believing, too, that to stay lon-
{er would be to'simply prolong his torture,
wished them goodnight,and left what he had
ilmost nerved himself to say to Marie still
unsaid, and now probably beyond his power
L0 say.
, A certain stiffness fell upon the party, and
Marie seemed to have lost her gayety, fill in
less than an hour Marshe returned and she
brightened up, to the great delight of Aunt
lane and Mr. Delaselle, who saw in this a
sign ofafl‘ection for him,and were reassured.
Marshe was very lively. The fact was he
thought 'he had done a very clever thing.
It was this. Driving to the office of the
firm, Marshe, Marshe & Copp, he recollected
that he had a valentine in the pocket of his
)vercoat. It was a very expensive one,which
is had selected with much care, containing a
r‘ew love verses of the approved order, sur-
-'ounded with a gorgeous design, cop per-
fumed. He argued with himself pro and con,
ifter the manner of the judicial mind, as he
lrove along, whether he should address the
:nvclope himself in his own proper hand-
writing, or whether he should disguise his
:tyle, or get some one else to assist‘ him.
This highly important question has agitated
he hearts of valentine senders ever since the
,rraceful custom began.
Clearly, if directed in'his own handwrit-
ing,-Marie, who knew it well, would recog-
nize the sender immediately; of mystery
there would be none, and the fan would be
lost.
If the address was written by a stranger,
it was ten chancrs to one that she Would never
[ix upon him, in which case the valentine
ruight as well be thrown away into the fire at
)nce. What was to be done ? A Frenchman
would say that ‘the answer to this apparent
trifling question decided his distiny.’ It was
still open when he reached the offices bf the
great firm, in which his part was merely
nominal. In these vast businesses each part-
ner has one department to himself, andper-
haps scarcely ever hears the names of the
)thers. The young man, port and fashiona-
ble in his ways, thought no more of his pro-
fession than absolutely forced upon him.
They were working very late that night. His
father was sitting still, getting up a matter
for a Parliamentary committee. The tele-
gram he had forgotten referred to this.
"Jones,” said he to a confidential, clerk
who had a room to himself, a kind of ante-
cbamher to the great man's, “just- put this
letter in a large envelope, one with the firm’s
initial’s on—only the initials, mind—and di-
rect it with the type writer to Miss Delaselle,
, Mayficld. Have it ready for me."
In this way he thought he had conquered
the, difficulty. The writing machine really
prints like type; but the initials would leave
a clue to guess by. Clever young man,
Jones, as soon as his back was turned,
smiled and smelt the letter. “Aha i" thought
the, “I’ll have a look; it’s a valentine; I can
smell the perfume.” .
The envelope was but just stuck; hc loosen-
ed it and pulled out the valentine, laying it
on along letter he had just finished with the
machine. Hardly had he taken a peep when
the door opened again, and Marshe stood in
the opening - still, however, with his back
turned—talking to the principal. In an awful
fright, Jones upset all his papers; crammed
he valentine and the long letter hastily into-
envelopes and wrote the direction like light-
ning.
“That will do—capital!” said Marshe, tak-
ing the valentine. “It’s rather an awkward
looking parcel though. Give me that other
letter; I’ll send them both to post by the boy
as I go down stairs.”
He dashed back rapidly to Marie, who, as
soon as he arrived, became as merry as ever,
the evening closed, Marshe thought to himself
“She has evidently come round. I’ll strike
while the iron is hot, and put the question
tomorrow night. By the by, that ill-favored
Thurstan, I hear, is off to Hong Kong. Glad
of it; always had a lurking suspicion there
was something between them,” '
Who, in all great London, should have been
so happy as Marie that night ? Rich, feted,
with crowds of admirers, and sure to have a
hundred valentines next morning.
Would any one have believed that she
never slept all night, but passed the weary
hours thinking, thinking, and frequently
shedding tears. Till :Thurstan was about to
leave her, in all human probability forever,
she had never known how much she loved
him. Indeed, she hardly ever felt that she
had a heart ; life had been one long round of
joyous frivolity. Now she knew the utter
nothingness of all the nick-knacks of wealth.
Of what use were dozens of admirers, if he
was not there? She remembered Captain
Williams’ blunt declaration that the best and
truest woman was the one who married for
love._Poor Thurstan had not a penny. Some
of these men who had courted her had shown
such bad taste as to describe the shifts he
was sometimes put to; instinctively they felt
he was a dangerous riyal, and thought to hold
him up to contempt. ' '
“I know he loves me,” she said to herself;
“why has he never said so! It is this money;
he is to proud to have me think he woos me
for my money. To-morrow I shall lose him
forever."
~From sheer exhaustion she fell asleep at
last, and was awakened by her maid, who
brought a salver by here bedside, perfectly
heaped up with letters. Here were the hun-
dred valentines!
Scarcelv twenty hours before she had look-
ed forward to this moment with delight! now
she pushed the heap away as a vanity and
vexation of spirit.
“Perhaps Thurstan has sent one,” she
thought presently, and turned them over
seeking the well-remembered handwriting.
“Not, even a valentine; very likely he is
too poor‘ to buy one that he thinks good
enough for me. , What is this thick letter?
What curious writing ! It’s printing, I think.”
read and read, and a. color rose in her cheeks.
“Is it possible i” she cried, and sprang up.
“I‘ll do it! I will! I don’t care 1”
Hurridly she wrote a note and dispatched
it to Thurstan’s chamber. A bold thing
doubtless ; but reflect, they had been play-
mates. It ran thus:
"Miss Delaselle would_like to see Mr. Bay-
nard early in the day, that they may wish
him farewell. They will feel much hurt if
he does not come.
Thurstan, indeed, did hesitate, feeling that
to see her again would be a severcitrial. But
love, all powerful love, would not be denied.
He went. She had so arranged that he found
her alonc'in her boudoir.
“It’s extremely rude of you, sir, to force
me to write to you." Now he was there she
could not resistthe temptation to play with
the mouse she had caught. “Why dld you
not tell me before that you were going?"
Thurstan unhappy and downhcarted, could
not meet her light tone with answering rail-
lcry. He stammered some excuse.
“And why are you going sir i”
“I must obtain a living somewhere ?”
“Why not in England?”
“The competition is so great. And every-
* body despises me because I am poor."
“Stanny,” said she, using an old familiar
abbreviation, and placing her little hand on
his broad shoulder. “Stanny,yo‘ure a big
man—a giant—and oh sostrong; can’t you
push your way in the crowd P”
“I've tried,” said he, simply.
I’m not afraid of you; though you are so big
—-you’re a coward! There—oh don't flash
your eyes at me! You‘ll cry next I suppose.
(This was very cruel, Marie, bitterly cruel).
You’re notxhalf so brave as women.” Her
and raised his hopes exceedingly high. When ,
Curiosity impelled her to open it. She -
“No you haven’t. I tell you what, Stan—.
voice sank lower, and she looked at him and
her eyes suddenly filled with tears, though
he, gazing away did not see it. “Do you
know what I should do if I wrre in your
place ?"
Something in her tone made him glance at
her with a strange sensation in his throat.
“What would you do if you were me i’" he
said.- _
“Kiss and try,” she whisprred softly, let-
ting her head droop against his shoulder.
He did it. There are no words by which
so sudden a revulsion of feeling can be de-
scribcd. The half-hour that followed was
the happiest in his life. Suddenly he remem-
, cred himself.
“I am so poor,” he said. “Forgive me—
they will say it was your money." .
“Are you sure you are so poor ?” she said
archly.
“Quite sure.”
“Then read that ;” and she put Mal-she's
valentine in his hand.
He tried to, but he could not take his gaze
from her; and the letters seemed confused.
“Listen,” she said, “and read it.” Slowly
- the truth. dawned upon him. Jones, the clerk
in his hurry, fearing to be caught peeping,
has put the letters and the valentine in the
wrong envelopes, or rather confused the ad-
dresses.» Marie got, insteadof a valentine, a
long letter from Copp, the second principal
of the firm, which had been rcaly meant for
Thurstan. The valentine went heaven knows
where. Of course how it happened was not
found out till afterwards, but there was no
mistaking the contents of the letter.
Copp in formal phrase informed Mr.
Thurston Bnynard that by the terms of the
will of General Sir Frederick Baynard,‘ just
deceased—a distant relation who had never
previously owned him—he was entitled to a
very large sum in consuls, and still more.
valuable estates; provided—ah, whenever
was there a blessing without a black side ?
—provided that within the space of twelve
months he married a lady posseSscd of not
less than a given amount, upon whose child-
ren the whole was to be settled. The old
man was a miser, and it had been the work
of his life to a rehabilitate the fallen fortunes
of the family. Casting about for a means of
keeping the money he had painfully amassed
in the family, he had hit upon this odd but
not unreasonable idea.
“So you see,” said Marie, “you’re richer
than I am. Perhaps you ' won’t have me
now i’" ' ‘
His answer was a fresh embrace.
“All,” she said, mocking his previously
mournful tone. “I’m so poor now, com-
pared to you, you’ll think it Was your mon-
ey‘h
“Incorrigible,” said he kissing her.
‘ Incorrigible, indeed,” cried Aunt Jane,
who had entered unseen. “This really is
shameful—most ungentlemanly.” ~
“He is richer than everybody,” said Marie,
laughing. “This is the most beautiful valen-
tine I ever bad.”
“And this is the most beautiful one I ever
had or ever shall have,” said he, laying his
hand on the shoulder with an air of posses-
sion that horrified Aunt Jane.
Matters, however, were soon explained,
and her objections melted away, as did Mr.
Delaselle’s. '
They were married early in May, Capt.
Williams being Thurstan’s best man.
“I was certain she loved you,” he said. “I
can understand now what she meant on St.
Valentine's eve when she looked at me so
meaningly, when I said the best and truest
woman was the one that married for love.
She loved you when you were poor. You
ought to be grateful to St. Valentine all your
life i"
On a. Coffee Plantation.
Cofiee culture is very interesting, and the
growing crop is very beautiful. The trees at
maturity are from five to eight feet high;
they are'well-shaped and bushy,with a glossy
dark-green foliage, and planted eight or nine
feet apart. The flowers are in clusters at the
root of the leaves, and are small, but pure
white and very fragrant. The fruit has a
rich color, and rcsemblesa small cherry or
large cranberry; it grows in clusters, close to
the branches, and when it becomes a deep
red is ripe and ready to be gathered. The
trees are raised from seed, and do not begin
to yield until the third year. In Central
America they bear well for twelve or fifteen
years, although, in exceptional cases, trees
twenty years old will yield an abundance of
fruit! The tree is particularly beautiful
when in full bloom or when laden with ripe
fruit.
The process of preparing coffee for market
is as follOws : The ripe berries when picked
are» at first put through a machine called the
“dispulpador,” which removes the pulp; the
cofiee-grains, of which there are two in each
berry, are still covered with a sort of gluti-
nous subtance which adheres to the bean;
they are now spread out on large “patios,”
made specially for this purpose, and left
there, being occasionally tossed about and
turned over with wooden shovels until they
are perfectly dry. They are then gathered
up. and put into the “retrilla,” a circular
trough in which a heavy wooden wheel, shod
with steel, is made to revolve, so as to thor-
oughly break the husk without crushing the
bean. The chaff is separated frbm the grain
by means of’a fanning-mill, and the coffee is
now thoroughly dry and clean. After 'this,
it is the custom of some planters to have it
spread out on long tables and carefully picked
over by the Indian women and children, all
the bad beans being thrown out. It only re-
mains then to have it put into bags, weighed
and marked, before it is ready for shipment
to the port. On some of the larger planta-
tions this process is greatly simplified, with
considerable saving in time and labor, by the
use of improved machinery for drying and
cleaning the‘ coffee.—-S¢m'bnerfor March. .
shattered Lives. 1
Many of the Misfortunes of women’s lives
owe their origin to vacant or dissatisfied
minds. Few women attach sufficient impor-
tance to the care of the mental faculties.
Their sphere of life being more limited than
that of men, they have not so wide a choice
of occupation or amusement. This often
causes women, who are naturally capable of
considerable mental exertion, to use their
powers in an inordinate and unnatural degree,
until they become masculine in manner or
eccentric. Often they fall into the opposite
extreme. Not being possessed of sufficient
force of character to take up any really in-
tellectual pursuit, and being easily influenced
by any unusual excitement, they rest their
hopes of happiness on such slight foundations
that when these fail them they have no
power to rally. The vacant mind broods
over trifies for sheer want of occupation;
inaction produces a feeling of fatigue, which
induces a desire for solitude, soon gives rise
to melancholy, and a general weariness of
existence makes the sufierer only too glad to
embrace any chance of relief. Hence arise
ill-assorted marriages, melancholy, religious
mania and conventional life. To prevent
the mental faculties from sinking into
lethargy, nothing is more effectual than
change of occupation or scene. It should be
the practice of every one to cultivate at least
one form of mental occupation other than
that which forms the chief purpose of life,
for a wide range of knowledge and ideas is
of inestimable value and may prove not only
a means-of recreation and pleasure in pros. ,
.perous times, but a source of profit and com.
‘fort when accident or- misfortune renders it
impossible for the ordinary pursuits to be
followed.
Bookkeeping and Doorkeeping.
It'was the habit of one at least, and per-
haps more, of the orators who, in the last
and previous campaigns, fired the Northern
heart on the subject of Reform, to close up
a most harrowing reeltal of the corruptions
of the Republican partijith the blood-curd-
ling warwhoop, “Show us'_ the Books!
Show us the Books! We Demand the Right
to Overhaul the Book-keeping of this Coun.
try.” The particular orator whom we have
in mind was not what is called an “expert"
in book-keeping; we do not understand that
he ever actually kept books—except those
that be borrowed; but he had somehow got
it into his head that the Republican party, as
a party, had been over-issuing bonds and
forcing balances, and appropriating the cash,
and so on; and it occurred to him that the
American people ought to take steps imme-
diately to overhaul the books. To do this,
of course, it was necessary to take the books
and the offices, and the Government, and the
whole concern, out of the hands of the Re-
publicans and turn them over to the Demo-
crats,who were providentially standinghandy
by without anything in particular to do, and
with plenty of time, and no lack of inclina-
tion to put their names right on the pay rolls
and shoulder everything which they audited
and investigated. And this, as we- under-
stand it, was the-chief reason why a change
in the administration of the Government was
demanded; just to overhaul the book-keep-
ing. And the only reason why the proposi-
tion to turn everything over to the democrats
meantime was urged was—not because they
wanted the offices—perish the thought—hut
because they stood there so handy and seemed
on the whole so willing. And the American
people, listening to the catalogue of crimes
for which the impassioned orator arraigned
the party~in power, was rather disposed to
yield to the appeal in the pcroration and say
to these democrats, “Take the Government
and heave at the book-keeping."
It thrills one to think what, would have
been the response to . such an invitation.
Think of the statesmen who would have un-
called themselves from rceking stoves Cin
crossroads groceries, or leaped the "bars in
Mackerclville as once they “leaped thy boun.
ty,” or dropped “one little pair" of 1 easy
pack, or hustled home from exile to j n that
fine array of experts, going for the _vcrn-
meat books with quills over their earsié And
not alone with quills, with cork-screws and
“jimmies” and ice-picks and can-openers and.
coal-scoops and wheel-barrows and oyster-j
knives and bell-punches and derricks and
drag-nets and lemon-squeezers—everything,
in short, that could be utilized in such an in-
vestigation to harrow the books or make life
a burden to the book-keepers. Not unlikely
such a vision of what might happen if the}
democratic party should be let loose on the
book-keeping came up before the country
and gave it pause. At any rate, the people,
already on the point of compliance with the
orator’s demand, hesitated a moment and then:
said to the democratic experts: “Let as pro-
ceed softy.and by degrees in this matter.
Doubtless the books should be overhauled,
and doubtless you could do it. No one has
ever observed a democratic procession with-
out remarking that it was composed mostly of
book-keepers. But it won’t do to be abrupt.
Suppose instead of jumping right in to keep-
ing the books, the party should sort of taper
along into positions of power and influence,
beginning, say, with “keeping door." The
country did evince a willingness to let the
democratic party try its hand at keeeping.
door. The announcement was made that it
could have a period of probation at door-
keeping at one end of the National Capitol.
Merciful heavens! how they swooped down
on Washington—Corn crackers, Suckers,
Hoosiers, Sand eaters, all sorts and sizes and
ages and complexions and degrees of Bour-
bonism; the loudest and frowsiest and dry-
est set of statesmen that ever rose up to the
inquiry, “What’ll you have to take ?” They
came from Texas. and Tennessee and Ken-
tucky and Virginia and every other Southern
state, as many as could raise money to pay
railroad fares, and they all said with one ac-
cord that they had been under the heel of
the oppresscr—and for the most part they
looked it—and they all wanted to keep doors.
And some of them, like the man who said he
didn’t care who made the laws of a nation if
he could only make its ballads, lifted up their
hands and vowed they didn’t care a brass
farthing who made the laws in Congress if
they could only keep the door. Others said,
with the Psalmist,[that they would rather be
door-keepers at stated pay than dwell in the
tents of wickedness and find themselves.
And they each said, ”If you want to see a
door just kept right up as a door ought to be
kept, give me a whack at it.”
There should have been a competitive ex-
amination‘ on some experimental door or gate
or drawbridge. There was none—except at
bars. A statesman was selected who was
thought competnent to swing the door. He
did more. He swung pretty much the whole
government. He was “a bigger man than
old Grant.” His name was Fitzhugh. His
career as Doorkeepcr was brief, but no door
was ever kept so much in so short a time as
the door of Congress while he swung it.
Then he stepped down, and a Mr. Patterson
succeeded him. Patterson showed talent,but
one day the door swung the wrong way and
left him on the outside. Then came in-Polk
—Colonel Polk—a large-heartedmholesouled
door-keeper from Tennessee. Colonel Polk
had a large number of acquaintances and
friends who had been under the heel of the
oppressor, and his first step,naturally enough,
was to put them on the government pay rolls
in his department. Congress, which is very
mean about some things, objected to Colonel
Polk’s liberal construction of his duties as
doorkeeper, and ordered an investigation,
which is now in progress. It is a singular
fact that all three of these democratic door-
keepers have had to be investigated, and all
have come to glief. The democracy cl led
out to the country, for along time, "There’s
deviltry in the book-keeping ; let us in to
overhaul it.” At last the country let them
in as far as the door, and before they haVe
had any one man there six months there’s dev-
iltry in the door-keeping, and that has to be
overhauled. If the party’s book-keeping is
no better than its door-keeping, it would
hardly pay to turn the books over to it.
Meantime there has been one opportunity to
test its actual capacity in book-keeping. The
last democratic book-keeping on a large scale
was in the Confederacy. There was a small
overhauling of that in the House, the other
day, in connection with some claims against
the post office department. It isn’t necessary
to say more, at present, than that their door-
keeping seem to be about on a pan—N. Y.
Tribune. ‘ '
Tris Cons'ron GosslP.—What is the cure
for gossip? Simply culture. There is a great
deal of gossip that has no malignity in it,
Good-natured people talk about their neigh-
bors because, and only because, they have
nothing else to talk about. The confirmed
Gossip is always either malicious or ignorant.
leading is a safeguard against gossip. Peo-
ple who can talk of books do not have to talk
of persons. When you see a family in which
literary magazines and newspapers are taken,
you see one where there is little gossip.
m
The sealing schooner, T. P. Hunt reached
Stonington Wednesday, ‘after a two years’
"cruise off Cape Horn. with 3,200 skins. She
had already sent 1,700 to England. .
An enthusiastic Indiana editor wrote after
the convention, “The battles is nowiopencd ;"
but, alas! the ihtclligcnt compositor spelt
“battle with an “o" and his readers say they
have suspected it all along.
Widder Green’s Last words.
“I'm goin’ to die," says the vvidder Greene,
“I'm goin’ to quit this airthly scene;
It ain’t no place for me to stay
In such a world ’tis to-day. -
Such works and ways is too much for me,
Nobody can’t let nobody be.
The girls is flounced from tip to toe,
And that’s hull 0’ what they know.
The men is mad on bonds and stocks,
Swearin’ and shootin' and pickin’ locks.
I’m real afraid I’ll be hanged myself
Ef I ain’t laid on my final shelf.
There ain’t a crctur but knows to day
I never was lunatic any way;
But since crazy folks all go free
I’m dreadful afraid they’ll hang up mc !
There‘s another thing that’s pesky hard—-
I can't go into a neighbor’s yard
To say ‘How be you 1’” or borry a pin
But what the paper ’11 have it in:
~‘We’rc pleascdjto say the Widder Greene
Took dinner a Tuesday with Mrs. Keene.’
0r, ‘Our worthy friend Mrs. Greene’s gone
Down to Barkhemstcad to see her son.’
Great Jerusalem! can’t I stir
Without a-risen’ some fellcr's fur?
There ain’t no privacy so to say,
‘No more than if this was Judgement Day.
And as for mectin’-—I want to swear
Every time I put my head’ln there;
Why, even ‘Old Hundred’s spiled and done,
Like everything else‘under the sun ;
It used to be so solemn and slow,
‘Praise to the Lord from men below;
Now it goes like a gallopin’ steer,
High diddle diddle! there and here.
No respect to the Lord above,
No morn’n ef he was hand and glove
With all the creatures he ever made,
And all the jigs that ever was played.
Preachin’ too—but here I’m dumb;
But I tell you what! I’d like it some
If good old Parson Nathan Strong
Out 0’ the grave would come along,
An’ give us a stirrin’ taste 0’ fire,
Judgment and j ustiee is my desire,
‘Tain‘t all love and sickness sweet
That-makesthiggworld or t’othcr complete.
But law 1 I’m old; I’d rather be dead
When the world‘s a turning over my head;
Spcrits talkin’ 'like' tarnel fools,
Bibles kicked out o’ deestrict schools;
Crazy creturs a-murderin’ round—-
Honest folks better be under ground.
80 fare-yc-well ? this airthly scene
No morc'll be pestered by Widder Greene.”
' —Baltimore Sun
Amateur Farming. .
Farming. is very pleasant, observes the
'Manujactarer and Builder, when a man has
a good income from other sources, so as to
be able to stand the losses; otherwise it will
ruin him in a short time. The cause is the
competition from the great West, where
this business is conducted on a gigantic scale,
with which no one in this neighborhood can
compete except the small farmers, who do
much of the work themselves and understand
the necessary economy by being trained to it
from childhood. The statistics of those
famous amateur farmers, Evarts, Beecher,
Gough, are as follows. .
Mr. Evarts, our present Secretary of State,
has a farm in Vermont, which is said to ex-
haust the best part of his income. He has
seventy head of cattle, 200 sheep, sixteen
horses and twenty-five swinc.‘ The extent of
land is 800 acres. Last year 100 tons of hay
were cut, costing the proprietor not much
more than double the market price. More
than 2000 bushels of corn were raised at an
estimated loss of fifty cents a bushel, and
therefore ought to be of good quality. His
pork is estimated at twenty cents a pound,
and his chickens at $3 a pair.
Beecher last year raised about 15,000
bushels of onions on his Peckskill farm.
They cost him $1.50 a bushel according to
estimate, and as the market value in this city
was $1, any one can see how much he made.
Beecher can send beef to the New York
market at fifty cents a pound, and can raise
oats at as low a mark as $2 a bushel. His
butter is reckoned at 1.25 a pound, and his
eggs at seventy-five cents a dozen. He
cleared $40,000 by lecturing last winter, and
if he maintains such an income he will be
able to continue farming.
Gough lectures five times a week, his fee
being $200. He has a farm in Worcester,
which at one time contained 1 (5 acres. He
has no children, but. his expenses are very
heavy, and to bring matters in a snug shape
he sold a part of his land and reduced the
farm to 125 acres, which is as extensive as
his income will admit. A few years ago his
wife, who was a Yankee girl, undertook to
raise fancy fowls, which some say are very
productablc. She got up a very nice varie-
ty,and at a rather_reasonablc expense, for the
Shanghais did not cost more then $75 a pair.
The Cochin Chinas were a little cheaper, and
the Bantams could be rated at from $25 to
$40. After stocking the place with these
rare birds, Gough, it is said, found that if
they were to be kept up he would be obliged
to lecture on Sunday as well as week days
to make a living. When it costs $15 to
winter a chicken, 9. man needs a goodincome.
The system was therefore changed; the
fowls were abolished, and regular crops were
tried with decided success. As long as
Gough’s rye does not cost more than $5 per
bushel, and the other crops are kept at a
reduced rate, his present income will enable
him to live in a very decent manner. There
isnothing like a farming life for men who
have plenty of money.
One of Lincoln’s “Little Stories.”
In Sm'bner’s for April, Mr. Noah Brooks
prints a number of new anecdotes of Lincoln.
The following is one of them :—
“ A young gentleman in Tennessee was
once traveling a country road, mounted on a
fine black racing horse of great value. His
casual companion was a shrewd old fellow,
who was known in those parts as a Yankee,
and rode a rack-o‘-bones of a horse, apparent-
ly hardly able to stand on his feet. The Yan-
kee bantered the Southerner for a horse trade,
which, of course, the Southerner indignantly
declined. The Yankee'however insisted that
his horse was a very remarkable horse, of
what was known as the setter breed, which
sets for big game asa dog sets for small game,
and that as animals of this breed was very
scarce, his horse was very valuable. The
Yankee soon had an opportunity to demon-
strate the truth of his statement, as his horse
had the peculiarity of dropping an all-fours
when touched in a certain spot by the spur or
heel of the rider. The Yankee seeing a deer
on a knoll not far away, touched his raw-
boncs in the tender spot, and, sure enough,
down he went on all-fours, assuring the
Southerner that there was game ahead. The
would-be horse trader told the Southerner
that there must be game near by, for his
horse never ‘set’ in that way except when on
the scent of game. Immediately after, the
deer made its appearance to the Southerner,
who succeeded in bringing him down, and so
much pleased was he with the wonderful in-
stinct of the horse that he immediately swap-
ped with the Yankee, on even terms. Soon
after they came to a stream which the Yankee,
mounted on the Southerner‘s fine horse,
crossed in good style; then standing on the
opposite bank, he looked back after his com-
panion. The ‘setter horse’ had sunk, his head
being hardly above water; his rider was dis-
mounted and nearly drowned. Reaching the
bank and blowing thewater from his month,
he exclaimed z—‘H'ere, you infernal Yankee!
knees in the middle’of a stream?’ ‘Hush!
hush !’ replied the Yankee, ‘keep perfectly
quiet. That’s a setter horse; he sets for fish
as well as for deer, and I tell you there’s
game there 1' ”
what kind of ahorse is this to drop on his * '
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-- “'Td‘f‘flent.
Hat Shop to turnpike. to rent low to a- good
tenant. Apply to E. J. HILL. 2t12
.lWEili STABLE AT 80. Nfliliillli
FOR SALE or: To BENT. lnquireof
nu D. 11. AUSTIN“; _ .
To Rent,
From April let. a finelarge residence on Main
St. (partly furnished if desired), everyway pleas-
ant and desirable.
Also, the lower part of a new house on West
Mam St. In good order and rent low.
Also one house on Franklin Ave., suitable for
one or two famllles. Large Barn, Borough water.
Also. one-half ofHouse on Cross St.,near Main.
3m Apply to JAMES Flimsy.
To Let.
THErcsidcnce of the late Capt. Abijah Betta,
thh or without home lot. It is situated on
the Kent road, Wilton, and in a desirable local-
ity. Possesslon given April ist. Termsmoderate
Enquire upon the premises of Mrs. C. M. Gregory
or of' DB. J. G. GREGORY. Norwalk,Conn. 2t
For Sale.
A small Farm, at a Great Sam-i;
fice and on Reasonable Terms,
Beautifuhy situated on the old Boston est-road,
between the Darien Seminary and the led Mills.
' of 28 Acreskweil Wooded and Watered
wuhgoo Barn, Dwellingand other conveniences
and in com letc order. H. BALL.
Darren, arch 18th, 1378., 2tpl2
. For Sale or to Let.
.A. FARM
F iii Acres of Good Land, with new House.
built in latest style, containing nine rooms;
together with now_ am and Corn Crib, with a
good stock of Barton: Tools. Situated one mile
from Darlcn Depot. nqnire of
an? WILLIAM HINDLEY.
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of compensation. WLES & MERRILL,
Sole Agentsfor N orwaik and vicinity.
WM. C. BITTER
Having taken the Stable formerly occupied by
D.A. N FlWCOMB,on Hoyt Street,would announce
to the citizens of N orwalk that he has stocked it
with good Horses, best of Coaches. Carrmges.&c..
which he will let with or without drivers on rea-
sonable term a.
1A specialty ol‘Coachcs for Weddmgsand Funer-
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Carriages run to all trains on N. Y.,N. H. R.R
Stables on iloyt Street. 3m49
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Furnishing Undertaker,
No. 53 MAIN STREET, (Up Stairs.)
B.S.BLASCER,
At his store in
MALLORY’S BLOCK,
has constantly on hand, a general assortmento
Groceries, Crockery, Glass,
Tim and Wooden Ware, Etc.
By dcvotinghis constantpersonalattcntionfio the
business he hopesto merit: public patronage
Dr. C. II. Kendall & Son,
DENTISTS.
Are now prepar-
ed to r c o c l v 2
their patrons at
either Norwalk
Bridge or South
N orWslk. The
' senior partner
has taken rooms
0 v e r Selleck's
, Bookstore Nor-
walk, while the
' _ ‘ - junior retains
the old ofllce, Lauder’s Block. South Norwalk.
Teeth extracted without pain. and all dental ope-
rations performed at either ofiicc. .
C. H. KENDALL, M. D..
G. S. KENDALL, D. D. S.
I’. S. Dr. C. 11. Kendall will devote Mondays to
Ridgefield.
C. W. Burritt
Has Removed
To No. 4 Phoenix Block, Wall St,
Foot of Mill Ilili,wherc with increased facilities
he is prepared to do
1? Is U M B I N G- ,
in all its branches. Also special attention given
to Tin Roollng, Tin and Shcctlron Work and Job-
bing. Gas Fixtures of all klnds kept on hand.
Norwalk, April, 1876.
Desirable Property for sale.
h Veryilesirable place on EastAvenuc. .
1 Also, a few chorce Building Lots situatedon
Osborn Avenue, for sale cheap.
Also,_a nicsly located House and Lot on Mar-
win Street near West Avenue, for sale at a bar'-
gain . Enqulrool ’
- S. E. OSBORN. East Avenue,
tfll or to D. W.FITCH, West Avenue.
For Sale.
_ A House and Lot. in a healthylocation 0.“
, FairStreet,abovo Catharine. The House is
, -. . nearly new,wellbuilt.convenlentlyarrang-
iod, and will make a comfortable and leasant
home forafamlly of avera 0 size. The of: runs
back to the river. There so well of excellent
water on the place. and Borough water in the
Street. Price low, and part of the money can re~
main on mortgage. A line chance to secures
home. Apply atGAZETTE OFFICE. 8ft
Orders can be left at Connecticut Hotel or at the .
30 Main Street, N orwalk, Conn.
FARMS FOR SALE.
Enquire of
CH5 S. COliISTOCK,
11 New Canaan. Conn.
o “IL-at nice Second Floor, consistin offive
_ rooms; good well; other wateriu the
privilege of garden. A ply to CEO. H. RICE,
spring Hill, or A. If, no T 8:. 00's., Shoe Store.
To Rent.
11E Jarvis place, the whole house or by
apartments, as desired. , App y to
10 J. W. McLEAN,M. D.
For Rent or Sale.
THE pleasant and convenient house. now, and
for several years past occupied by Mr. Ferd.
B. Smith, situated on Union Ave. Forparticulars
enqnlrc of Mr: Morison Hoyt, Norwalk or address
Mrs. L. A. Smlth.43 William! St., Hartford, Conn.
To "Rent.
3 HOUSES on Belden Avenue;
1 House on Center Avenue;
1 House on York Street;
.1 House on Newtown Avenue
\
ing, Norwalk.
To Rent.
ESIRADLE Suites of Rooms for Offices or
Families. Also, the large Brick Building on
Water Street, with Engine and Boiler, suitable
for-Manufacturing I'llr osea.
F. ST. JOHN LO ‘KWOOD, Executor
6 for Estate of Wm. K. James, deceased.
Barn to Let.
POSSESSION immediately. enquire of
SEQ. 0. KEELER.
- To Let.
The Property in the rear of the Fair-
field County National Bank,
formerly occupied by Price a Bates.snitnblc for
manufacturing purposes. Also Dam on 1-1 1gb St.
50tf ~ E. B. PlthE.
’ Long Island Real Estate
For Sale.
11 AVE :1 number of very desirable FA HMS on
Long Island, which I will dispose of‘vc-y cheap
and on reasonable terms.
Also a large tract of TIMBER LAN D, to sell or
exchange for Norwallr property.
For further particulars apply to
137 B ' J. S. RANDALL.
Desirable Property For Sale.
THE. Homestead formerly owned and now 0::-
cupied by John Roberts. For Earticuliirs en-
CIIAS. H. STR. ET.
quire of
Fairfleld Co. National Bank.
Farm for Sale.
A. DWELLING HOUSE situated in the Borough
of Norwalk. With or without twenty-eight
acres of land : said land is snltahly divided into
pasture, wood, plow and meadow land. For fur-
ther information apply at this Olllce. or omie sub-
scriber. ,_ HARVEY FITCH.
Norwalk, January 14th, 1878. 3
‘For Sale Cheap,
Or Exchange for other property,
One oftho neatestmnd cosiest littlo Cottages in
the Borough. Will sell to a good tenant for little
:31 31;: money down. Enquire at GAZETTE 0F-
FOR SALE.
7 W0 verydosirabieliuildin Lotson WestMain
Street. Apply at the G TTE OFFICE .
1
VOL. in.-;nUianB
halfbeast—thc fabled Centanrs left their impress.
yaars’ experiments by the celebrated Snmnel‘
OUSE on cross food from above 'Benedict’s'
case;
Enquire of o. E. WILSON, N6. 4 Gazette Build-e
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in
The Lovers Choice,
av MARY amen or: van
“ Here are roses, red and whit??—
“Thanks_ , dean—ho, ' ' '
Nature paints them all too bright?
“Is it so ?‘ ' ‘
“Well, then, take this lily '3 face...
“Chill it seems. ~ . -
From its calm and stately grace.
Coldness-gleams.”~
“Look—blue violets you said
They were sweet!" 'i. ._
“Best their sweetness seemeth shed
At our feet.” '
“Heliotrope, the dearest flower
On the' earth!"
“Nay, it fadeabefore an hour,
Little worth 1’! -' ' '
“Hearts-ease—that you’ll surely keep !’
“If you might
Lay it on my spirit, deep
Out Of sight 1"
“So I cannot please your sense;
, You implore . -
.0ae fair gift to carry hence,
One—nomad; = .
“‘Yet each ’choicest bud 1 bring. '
You refuse !" , '
“Sweet, from out their blossoming
Let me choose. '
“Kneeling—like love’s humblest slave,
Do not start! , . - ' ~
Can you guess which flower I crave,
Now, sweetheart 2" , -
- ~ _:Scrr$nerfor4prs’l..
w
If I .Were was...
If livers you; Sir. ' . ‘ .,
1 W99“ not. sue. Sill. ,
For any woman's love, day after day ;
I'd never stand, Sir, , ,
:_ _ At M 00m . Bil,
Year in and out in this fond foolish way.
- «enemy tween.
, j _ "I'd We the grace, Sir,
0r mother-wit, to philaj‘gsycl; mask, -
news. «no 5...-
What was her mus, 'Sir,
Before I’d grove! at her feet to ask.
_‘All very well,.Sir,. ,. . g
'. For youto'tell-V'Sirj. , .i
grandpoéttinztheioldehtiuis, .
-ths& fine-asides, Sir,
. Wasiso concise, Sir, .
In that immortal strain of‘gsllsnt rhyme.
It does not fit. Sir,
Your case abit, Sir; ‘.
He never meant a man shouldpray and pray,
With such an air, Sir,
Of poor despair, sir,
For any woman’s love day after day.
If. .you will read, Sir,
The verse with heed, Sir,
You‘ll see it runs as clearly unit: may, , ~
That every man, Sir, ~
Should take his answer
With manly courage, be it yes or nay.
Or that
Then cease your sighs, Sir;
No man’s a prize, Sir,
In any woman’s sight, just let me say,
; Who’s not too high, Sir,
:To sigh and die, Sir,
For any woman’s love day after day.
-—Nona PERRY, in Harper's Magazine for
April. ‘
The Deacon.
The deacon thought of “breaking up,”
Now wife is gone, said lie;
But I was on a visit near,
And so he sent for me;
His wife and I had-been old friends,
Since we in childhood played,
And that was why I went there first, ‘
' And that was why I staid.
And so I’ve keptthe deacon’s house, .
For all folks say he’s queer ;, -
I’ve worked and slaved, and done my part
- For more than twenty year.
Sometimes, of course, he'd have queer spells,
And not the fool, I know,
But then you see the best of men
Have always acted so.
Things went on pleasantly until
He took it in his head '
To go and pay a visit,
And see the world,he said;
I helped to get him off, and thought
' The change would do him good,
But when he left, my feelings then
I never understood.
The house seemed very lonely,
With no one there but me—
With not a child to speak to,
And not a soul to see. .
And, when at night I’d sit me down,
My thoughts were sure to roam,
And wonder if the deacon’s well,
And would he soon be home.
At last, one day, a letter came,
My head seemed swimming ’rcund ;
’Twas from the deacon, and he said,
That he was homeward bound.
I couldn’t do a thing that day,
Was nervous, too, I think,
For when I went to bed that night,
I didn’t sleep a wink.‘
Next day I swept the house through twice,
Made up the deacon’s cot,
And when the carriage stopped out front,
I soon was on the spot;
The deagon was most proper nice,
And asked if I’d been well,
But really for the life of me
I couldn’t seem to tell.
For this child here, he says, is June,
And this one’s Jeremiah,
And this is—helping some one out—
Of course, my wife, Sophia.
I bowed, and stammered something out,
And tried to look composed, '
While she turned awful red, at first,
And the deacon blew his nose.
And so I’ve kept the deacon's house,
For all folks say he’s queer;
I’ve worked and slaved, and done my part,
For more than twenty year; '
But now he‘s brought that new wife home,
' I cannot feel at rest;
I think I’ll go, content to know
I’ve done my very best.
Like the Gold Ground.
Like the gold ground'of Fra Angelica,
Not bright, but clear and pure, whereon go
flying ' . ‘ ‘
The music-loving angels to and fro,
More fair for all the glory underlying;
Whereon all shapes of heaven and earth but
seem
To float and float, not real, save as they‘
cover ' _ ' ‘
But for a time the ever-during gleam, ‘ .
As clouds between us and the sunlight
‘llover; ‘ i _ '
So shines thy love within’the silent room
or my still heart ,so shines my love for
thee, ‘ " » I
Making a golden light within the gloom ,.
- Of all the time and space between that be.
While all things else thereonlike ~absdows‘
pass and glide, ;_ ' '
Drawing therefrom alone their beauty or their
pride.
ANNA C. BRACKETT in Ha 's Km
for April. ’ W
Norwalk Chronicler