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First love is best. the poet said—
Ah, poet Wise and true—
In youth it fanned my heart to flame.
In manhood burns—about the same—-
And will my whole life through.
...., '
' That first love! Can I e’er forget
The dawn of that fair time?
When dimpled cheeks and soulful eyes
Revealed a glimpse of Paradise, -
And I bowed. at the shrine.
’Twas then I swore my heart was true—
That she was wondrous fair!
But here today I‘ve tried in vain
3‘ Just to recall her Christian name.
And gave up in despair.
Many a maid I‘ve loved since then—
Hope to love many yet: . .
An Alice once, a Winsome Ray, .34:
,A Beatrice and twice a May, n; I
And then a Margaret. 4.4 mt.
But then I know the poet said‘ “f
The first love stirsthe flame: '
Tho’ maids galore you love and woo
That first love lasts yourwhole life through
Naught changes but the name. .
-—Albert Lang.
A GIBL’S ROMANCE.
Several years ago Helen Marchmont
and I were schoolmates. We were
reared among the brown hills of New
Hampshire, far up towards the spires
of the White Mountains.’
At sixteen. Helen was the belle of the
village, the liveliest of all our merry-
makings, and the admired of both old
and young. Indeed, in my whole life, I
have seldom seen one more beautiful
than Helen Marchmont at the time of
which I speak. Traces of her loveliness
yet remain, but so marred by years and
sorrow, that few who knew her then
would recognize her in the pale, sad
woman of to day.
Before Helen was 17 she had many
offers of marriage from young men
highly esteemed by her friends. but she
encouraged them not; her whole affec.
tinns were given to Arthur Richardson,
the only son of a poor widow who resi-
ded in our vicinity.
He loved Helen with his whole soul
but he could not brook the idea of tak-
ing her from a home of comfort, if not
of luxury, to the stern life of toil and
poverty which lay spread out before
him. Many and fierce were the strug-
gles between love and reason; but his
pride conquered every other feeling,
and it all ended in his espousing the
resolution of going to sea. Abrother
of his dead father was largely engaged
in the India trade, and this uncle gave
him the supercargo’s situation on board
a merchant vessel which traded between
New York and Singapore. It was very
hard to leave his widowed mother to
her loneliness; very hard to part with
Helen; but Richard had before him the
prospect of carving his way to fortune,
and the thought of what should come
afterward buoyed him up through the
solemn parting. His heart was full, but
he left his native village without a sigh
or a tear.
Helen was very grave and quiet for
some months after his departure, but
soon her natural sunshiny disposition
emerged from the cloud, and again she
was the life and pride of- the village.
Arthur had been absent two years, and
one fine September morning, as Helen
and I were picking over the ripe whor-
tleberries we had gathered on the
mountains the previous day, the yard
' gate opened hurriedly, and in another
moment Helen was in the arms of her
lover. He had returned for a brief visit
of ten days; then he was to go away
once more, to be absent eighteen
months only, and then—the happy blush .2
on Helen’s cheek spoke eloquently of
what would take place.
While he had been away Arthur had
prospered. A little more of successful
labor, and he would give Helen a home
of luxury, and gratify her every wish.
The morning of his departure arrived.
When he came to bid her farewell, he
put a package into her hand saying:
"Dear Helen, I want you to wear this
to please me. It is my Own choice, for
it is just the color of your own bright
hair. And some serene sabbath day I
shall come home to find my darling in
the dress I bought her from beyond the
sea.” And folding her to his bosom
with many a passionate kiss, Arthur
Richardson went away once more.
When Helen opened the package she
found amid the folds of tissue paper a
piece of soft, glistening brown India sat-
ln. She laid it away carefully; and,
although I often questioned her as to
when it was to make its appearance in
our little church, she always smiled
quietlyand evaded the question. But
I know very well that she intended it
should be her bridal robe, and she
would not have it made until near the
' time of Arthur’s expected return.
The probationary eighteen months
rolled away—daily was the good ship
Sarah J one expected in port.
The Sarah Jane was expected on
Tuesday, and by Saturday night we
might look for Arthur in Milville.
Railways were things unknown, or com-
paratively so, in our region, and the
journey from Boston must be performed
. in an old—fashioned stage coach. Satur-
day came— a clear, cloudless day in
April and by special invitation I went
over to pass the time with Helen until
Arthur’s arrival. She was flushed and
smiling, a little anxious, but very hap-
py, and so beautifull I could scarcely
keep my admiring eyes off her face all
' through the cool, bright afternoon, and
when, at eventjde, she arrayed herself
in the brown satin, and with a crimson
shawl around her stood by my side on
the eastern pia‘zza waiting the coming
of the stage, I could not refrain from
clasping my arms around her, and ex-
claiming: ”Dear Helen, how beauti-
full you are 1” She smiled her own gen-
tle, sweet smile, as she replied:
“I am glad of it, Mary, for his sake.”
The sun set—the shadows deepened
and thickened. I remember that the __
wind.which had been all day aWestern
zephyr, changed to the East, and blew
up cold, white columns of mist from
the river, and the blue translucent
' heavens were clothed in the vestments ,
of purple gray. .-
We both went down and leaned on the
’ ‘
gate that opened upon the highway.
Not a. doubt crossed her mind; she
looked for his coming with the tender
faith with which a child waits its
mother's good night kiss. The" lum-
bering old coach came slowly up the
hill. ' _
evening, girls,” fell on earsxthat heard
net, for as the vacant stage rattled by
a cold trembling seized upon Helen and
it required all my strength to support
her into the house.
From that hour hope was dead in her
heart. She gave all up. But contrary
to the expectation of every one, just a
year from the day she had expected to
be married, she rallied, and in time she
was once more able to move about the
house.
Two years afterward, Helen, by the
death of her parents, was left alone.
previously. There was no tie to bind
Helen to Melville, so she disposed of
the old homestead and came back to
this city. Arthur Richardson never
came back; the vessel in which he sailed
was never heard from after she left
Singapore, and in all probability
his grave was made in the ocean depths.
Though many wealthy and gifted
men bowed before Helen she remained
faithful to her first love and every Sab-
bath, in memory of this lost love, she
wore his parting gift—the brown satin
dress.
Two years ago while I was a visitor
at Mrs. Greene’s house, I remembered
the story of Helen Marchmont, and
hastened to inquire of my hostess con-
cerning the beautiful heroine. A smile
lighted up the lady’s face as I mention-
ed the name.
“Miss Marchmont no longer exists,"
she said.
reply.
“Not dead, but married! and more
than that, she is the wife of her first
and only love!”
“But he was lost—” ‘
“So we all supposed. But it turned
out quite differently. He returned
about twelve months ago. The ship in
which he expected to return to New
York was captured by an Algerian pi-
rate and Arthur Richardson was held in
slavery, from. which he did not make
his escape for ten years; and then he
was taken to Australia by the captain
of an emigrant ship.
“There he labored incessantly to re-
trieve his shattered fortune, writing of-
ten to Helen letters full of .love and
trust, which, of course, owing to her
change of residence, she never received.
After three years he found himself a
rich man, and without delay he set out
for the States. He visited Millville, to
find only his mother’s grave, and to hear
the tidings that Helen had wedded a
gentleman in the city, whither she had
gone at the death of her parents.
“Heart-sick and reckless of himself,
the wanderer took “ refuge in the far
West, and engaged in trade. Coming
about a year ago to this city to purchase
a supply of goods, he met her on the
street. A recognition ensued, explana-
tions and revelations, and ahappy wed-
ding was the result.” —-— New York
News.
Pushed a. “'heelbarrow 2500 Miles.
A wizened, wiry, sunburned little old
man walked into Oakland, 03.1., the
other day, pushing a dusty and road.
worn wheelbarrow before him. “My
name?” he said to a newspaper man
'who questioned him. “Why, my name
is ‘Man Friday.’ That’s what I always
sign it on papers, and that’s What most
people know me by wherever I go.
Hundreds and hundreds of people have
asked me what my real name was. I
always tell them it’s ‘Man Friday.’
That’s all the name anybody will ever
get from me. It’s just as good as any
other so long as it identifies me, and I
guess it does, and I can trundle the
wheelbarrow just as far in a day, with
the name of ‘Man Friday as I could if I
had a string of patronymics a yard
loug.
“Man Friday” is a character. He had
pushed-his barrow, when he footed it
into Oakland, over 2,500 miles. He has
been wheelbarrowing it for years.
“This is the second time,” he said,
“that I have made the long trip with
the barrow, and if I live I will make it
again. I left Chicago on the 5th of last
August and have rode four months.
Here I am wheeling into San Francisco
in exactly the same way that I wheeled
the barrow across the continent then,
following the 01d emigrant trail.” Man
Friday on his first trip found a woman
and her child alone and helpless on the
desert. He gave them a ride on his
wheelbarrow into the nearest big town.
London and New York Time.
London time is five hours earlier than
New York Iime, because London is 75
degrees of longitude east of New York,
and the sun comes tothe meridian there
five hours Sooner. New York time is
three hours and twelve minutes earlier
York is 48 degrees of longitude east of
San Francisco.
How to Find a Hotel.
Stranger—Can you direct me to. a
hotel?
Policeman—Can I direct you—gee
whix! D’ye care for a fire escape and a
bath room? .
Stranger—No.
Policeman—Then waltz right in under
the first sign that says “beer.”—Cleve~‘
land Plain Dealer.
The Way Reports Start.
, The Czarina of Russia recently donned
bloomers when she prepared for de-
scending a mine. Hence the advocates
of the Divided Skirt Dress Reform As-
sociation are announcing that she is one
of their allies. -
“This,” said the lovely’lady, display-
ing the locket. “is a. lock of my. bus-
band’s hair.” ,
“Pulled out?” inquired the cynical
bachelor. and a coldness fell on the con-
versation.
But the coachman’s cheery “Good
Mrs. Richardson had died some months.
“Dead 1” I exclaimed, shocked by her '
than San Francisco time, because New,
'- ~ fA. waife‘ISI-Ioe’s 'ID‘E‘A.
Some Extracts from a Sermon-Delivered
by Bishop Satterlee.
Rev. Dr. Henry J. Satterlee, recently
consecrated "Bishop of Washingtone‘by
the Episcopal Church, in an Easter ser-
mon written for the New York Herald
said: ‘
Before St. John saw therisen Christ,
before the Lord appeared to Mary Mag-
dalene, or a single person on this earth,
this apostle, who carried in his heart
the conviction that every wrong must
be righted, had the light of the resur-
rection break in upon his darkened
soul.
The historic proofs of the resurrec-
tion, great as they are—'“infallible,” as
St. Luke» calls them—never really
bring heartfelt, satisfaction alone and
by themselves. It is the moral proof
that is satisfying. The risen Christ
manifests Himself in His fullness, not
to those who are convinced by the sight
of the eye, or the hearing of the ear,
but to those who love Him and keep
His commandments. '
And the reason for this becomes more
and more plainly. manifest when we
consider what that eternal life is which
the risen Jesus brings to His followers.
When men speak of eternal life they
keep thinking all the while of a pro-
longation of earthly life. This life
ends with the grave; eternal life begins
after death and lasts forever. The idea
of duration is, with us, the dominant
idea. In the Bible the idea of duration
is a subordinate idea. Eternal life is a
quality of life.
And this eternal life has four charac
teristics. It is a new life, it is a cumu-
lative life, it is the life of heaven, bel :
gun on earth; it is a positive life; so
positive that all other things seem ne-
gative. .
“If only,” cried Phillips Brooks in
words that echo all over the land,
“oh, if only we couldr lift up our heads
and live with Him; live new lives, high
lives, lives of hope and love and holi—
ness, to which death should be nothing
but the mere breaking away of the last
cloud, and the letting of the life out to
its completion 1”
REV. DR. SATTERLEE. ,
Man never began to live until he be-
gan to live in Christ. He never saw
things as they really are until. he looked
out of Christ’s eyes. He gazes upon
the same earthly scenes that others see,
but they have a new and different
meaning for him; nor can he explain to
others in any possible way what the dif-
ference is. Men look at him and won-
der how he can believe; he looks at
them and wonders how they can possi-
bly doubt.
That feeble and impoverished thing
which they call life he who knows
something higher calls death. It is not
merely the life of a sleeper who mis-
takes dreams for realities, but the kind
of existence that will die with the things
that die around it. Read the New Tes-
tament; see how that consciousness
finds vent again and again in the teach-
ings of St. Paul and St. John and St.
Peter. They all use the same words to
express this consciousness. What is a
sentiment, a metaphor, a. figure of rhe-
toric to the world meant to them a. re-
ality and a real contrast.
To one who is alive in Christ, exist-
ence without Christ seems mere death,
for “He’ that hath the Son hath life, and
he that hath not the Son of God hath
not life.” ' '
“113' She Poses.
“When a girl comes in and insists on
a certain pose or expression,” says a
Boston photographer, “you can be sure
she is getting up a Iicture for a certain
man. She has quarreled, perhaps, and
she means to convey by the picture that
she is sorry. Very few girls will say
that they are sorry, but they will go to
an elaborate trouble and expense to get
a picture representing them looking
mournfully into space or glancing ap-
pealingly in a sort of ‘Oh, please don’t
be cross with me’ way. Their idea is to
put the picture up in some conspicuous
place where he will see it. His heart
will be softened, he will say something,
and then they can have it over.”
In Honor of Their Victory.
The Japanese, in order to celebrate
their recent victories, are going to erect
a gigantic statue of Buddha. The
height will be 120 feet. The metal
Will be supplied from; the ordnance cap-
tured in thelate war. The monument
will cost about one million yen, and is
to be erected at Kioto.
The X Rays in Court. -
Rontgen’s rays have made their first
appearance in court. . Miss Gladys
Ffolliott, an actress, brought suit
against the Nottingham Theatre for
injuries received in falling down the
stairs from her dressing room. At the
trial she put in pictures of her injured
foot and of the other one, taken by the
X rays, and got her verdict.
Under an Avalanche. ‘
Three Viennese tourists have fallen
from the Martinswand on the Ru Alps
by the Semmering Pass, being the first
victims of the 1896 Alpine season. Snow
120 feet deep from an avalanche had to
be cleared away totreach the bodies.
Worn out, i‘neifibus women, receive
criticism Where . they should have
sympathy. They cannot help being
nervous, if their ..blood is impure.
When the b1bod fails to feed the
nerves upon proper nourishment what
can you expect but nervous prostra-
tionvrdebility and nervous headaches?
If the cause is found in impure blood,
the cure must be in making the blood
pure. This is just What Hood’s Sarsa-
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nerve tonic because it is the true blood
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Nervous
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seem'as though I would never come out
of them. I was treated by the best physi-
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help me. I seemed to be growing worse
instead of better. I would often seem
hungry, but when I ate, nomatter how
little, it would cause me such misery that
I was often wicked enough to wish my-
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'[ired
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up all hopes of ever being ell, when
my mother- wished me to try Hood’s
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