The Cedarville Herald, Volume 11, Numbers 22-52

YoNft" *T vr The Cedarville Herald. W. H. BLAIR, PubU«U*r, CRDARVirXE. : : i OHIO, SOME QERMAN CUSTOMS, Ihey Are Uecld*Uly 4mutlaf Even If They Are the Proper Thing. Most of the marketing is done by tbe ■errant girls, who carry immense baskets, and bring home every thing lor tbe day—potatoes and other vege­ tables, inoat and sometimes tbe bread. They never have hats on their beads, nor any parasols. Ladies go to market with their maids, and they bring tbe bag. or basket in the street-car. A seat is bought for the vegetables and often you must sit next to them, and if they 'happen to be in a corded bag and among them are some soft articles the juice tnay inundate the seat and the floor, as dfd that from' an old lady’s gooseberries before me one day. . * When you go into a store every one says “guten. morgen;" when you buy any thin& they, thank you "sohr," heart­ ily. When they give you change you' must thank them .heartily (danke, sotar"), and you go out all join in a chorus o f “ adieu.” »When a gentleman gets onto a oar tho conductor and he both tip hata When you get off the ear ho hows to you, or if he gets oft ho hoWs to you and bows to the.conductor. When you are at a hotel table, strang- «rsi if GoVraan, partly rise when yon come in or when you leave, and the military raon are bowing and scraping all the time on tho Btreeb The guards who are stationed at different parts of the city present arms when officers ap­ pear, and all of the soldiers who see a broader stripe of rod than theirs com­ ing up tho street assume the position of -a poker on the nearestbuilding or door, and hold on to their bats while the broader stripe goes, by. The officer himself touches his hat, and so it is •‘Simon says thumbs up" most o f the time with the army. I am surprised to find how muoh hard work the poorest class of German wotp- en do I think any of us should he satisfied at the branches of work that are left open to them. At least the number of offloes they oan All is ade­ quate If not the quality, but they are menial. They carry newspapers day and night, and trunks to the station and up and down stairs; they care for lawns and black men’s boots; they keep mar­ kets and stores of every kind, and they will never let their, husbands carry s bundle; they are loaded down, and so Is the husband—with beer. . I am told that boor has almost, no alcohol in this country compared with that at homo This Isfortunate, though we do see Intoxication here frequently. Tho Germans are always juat going to or returning from an exouralon, if jo u can judge from the omnipresent lunoh baskets. Perhaps that aocounts for the faot that they are drinking so •often, for I can bear witness that a pic­ nic on a warm day with ham or sausage sandwiches makes one very thirsty. There are little booths on the street where sods, milk and beer oan bo bought; they ire neat, pretty places, too, and pretty girls .are' behind tbe counter, with white aprons and rosy cheeks. You oan get a drink for a cent and a quarter, and you can imagine that they are well patronixod. Tho water here is not good; taste« badly; and f have taken but little ol lb Of the {ban? kinds of beer (some of which I have, tried to swallow) I find white tbe least objectionable. It is like weak old cider. If I got back borne I shall drink water to my heart’s content—Berlin Letter ________ _______ _ * ~ A Counter Aenuatlos. During a certain voyage of a down east vessel the mate, who usually kept the log, became Intoxicated one day And was unable to attend to his duty. As the man very rarely committed the -offense the captain excused him and at­ tended to the log hlmselt concluding With this: "The mate, has been drunk all day." Next day tho mate was on deck and resumed his duties. Looking at the log he discovered tbe entry that the captain had made and ventured to demonstrate with bis superion "What was the need, sir," he asked, "of put­ ting that down on the log?" "Wasn't it true?" asked the captain. "Yes, sir; tint it doesn't seem necessary to enter i t on the log." "Well," said the cap­ tain, "slnoe it was true It had better stand; it had better stand," The next day the captain had occasion to look at the log, and at the end of the entry which tbe mate had made was found this Item: 'The captain has been sober All day." Tbe oaptaln bad the mate summoned and thundered; "What did you mean by putting down that entry? Atn I not sober every day?" “ Yes, air; but wasn't it true?" "Why, of course, It was truel" ’‘Well, then, sir," said the mate; "since it was true I think it bad better stand; it had better stand." —Traveler's Reoord. Victoria's Sweet Vole*. Like ail her children, excepting the pe nce of Wales, the Queen is an ex­ cellent musician, and sometimes sits •down to the piano with Princess Beat­ rice, or there will be singing. Nature bas endowed her Majesty with a fine teles, not only for singing but for speaking, so that she is able to give a certain charm even to official docu­ ments She reads them as nobody .else can, although ah* ingeniously con­ fesses that she does so with fear and troubling, and is quite content if she is nice ttf say that aha has not mad* « wtngie mistake—Chiorqo Herald. THE OLD AND THE NEW. ORNkindlseiatbe East at last; Decem ber*’* storm- w ind s trumpet loud; A c r o s s the iky go scudding fast The great g r a y a r g o s ie s of cloud. 0 Life stirs alongthe somber street That slept ere while asstill as death; Thefew that fare on harrying feet Are mantled with their frosty breath. The slow chimes tell the gliding hours, AndNight again the scene enfolds; While still fromBeavon-taporing towers Time's never-fallingmessage rails. Twelve I—midnight darkof death and birth!— Tho old year aud the grlefa thoreof . Havo passed, uud smiles upon tho earth A glad newyear of peace and love. —ClintonScollard, InCollege and School. The Fair New Year. Who 1s It waits before tbe gates? The fairNow Yoarl Ob, let him inI thatho .may win, Bis pleasures dear) Nayr snxlous heart; let him impart- Whu'o er he will; Thy prayer ho this; notgain or bliss Thy cup to 1111. .But do thou ask graoe for thy task— True inner life— For strength to bear thy load and sharo Thy brother's strife. Who waits before the.spirit’s door? The fair NewTearl Oh, mayhe bring on eaohwhite wing God’s blessingnear! -Ella C. Drabble, in Springfield (Mass.) Re publican. t MISS CRIMP. tho oarosstng pority. "Yes, I am sure it is all for the best," she said to hor friend, Mrs. Roberts, "that I didn't' get that monoy any sooner," "Do you think so?” said Mr a Roborts. "Yes. Don't you seo, if I had had it 1 should have spent, it long ago. l ’vo wanted it badly enough, dear knows, but here to-morrow’s Christmas ove, and just the timo of all others to carry out our nice little plana Thoro it is, all in a lump—forty dollars." •Yea, there it is aqd thoro -it may stay." “ 0, Mrs. Monroe promised faithfully that I should havo it botoro Christmas. 1 told her exactly why 1wanted it just now—all about your being a widow and how you and I wero going to cheapen our living by taking a double room lo­ go tlior and so saving our fuel and lights, and may bo in othor ways." A wee girl had climbed into hor lap at the mention of Christmas, while a curly-headed boy came and leaned against her knee. “ Take care, children," said Sirs. Rob® erts. "Don't get in the way.” “ They’re not in tho way.” said Miss Crimp, laughing1 as she drew them closer, "You know. Kitty, you know, don't you. Harry, what tho monoy moans? Yos indeed, you dear little rogues. It moans your doll. Kitty, and your music-box, Harry." "Haven’t I told you a dozen times that it is a sinful extravagance to talk so?” said Mrs. Roberts. “ Yes, two dozen times, I think. But Kitty and Harry and I know that Christ­ mas is the time of all tbe year for being extravagant Now I'd better go. Watch for me as I come back." Three quarters of an hour later Miss Crimp, with a face more subdued and discouraged than usual, was sitting in Mrs, Monroe’s parlor. * "But this is the fourth time I've come ibis long way for it, Mrs. Monroe;" sho was saying. "And you promised—" "Yes, of course I promised," tho lady's voice showed impatience and an­ noyance; "hut it seems to me you ought to have known better than to expect it just beforo Christmas—a time when peo­ ple always need all they can get." "Poor people always need all they can get, Mrs. Monroe." The tone was as gentlo as the look, yet It seemed to irritate Mrs. Monroe still further, "I can't pay you just now, that’s posi­ tive. It is such a large bill." Miss Crimp thought of the many times she had tried not. to allow the bill to become So large as she arose quietly, saying: "Whan may 1 come again, Mrs, Monroe?” The meek face touched Oven tha sel­ fish nature of the woman for whom she bad sewed through Somany weary days. “ Well, now, Xdon’t mean to keep yon waiting muoh longer," she said; "let me see—I'll let yon have It before New T ome ' s day, Say the thirty-fitet.** "Yes, ma'am." She went out, and Mr*. Monroe hastened, to quiet her con­ science by working harder than before on the Christmas tree she was prepar­ ing for her children. Kitty and Harry stood at tbe window at the end of thenarrow hallway wateh- ing for their friend, but It was dark' be­ fore her tired footsteps ascended tbe stairs, "Sit up by the stove and got warm," said Mrs. RobortB, reading in tho de­ pressed face all that could be asked. “ I guess I’d better keep on up to my room," said Miss Crimp. "I only just came to tell the children that they must wait a little,” "No; you shan't go up there now.” " I don’t know but it’s all for tbe best, after all;" said Miss Crimp, after tbe eup of tea and the warmth bad done their comforting work, and Kitty and Harry had again found their place near hor. “ To he sure, it’s been on my mind for weeks and wooks, this gettiugready for Christmas. But there's othor things All W a s F o r the Boat, and EInded' w ith 'a .Happy N ew Tear. HE was small i n d subdued- looking to an o x ten t' which might suggest to a p e r s o n given to whim­ sical fancies the conceit thatshe bad early come under the .Iron pressure of pov­ erty and mis* fortun .e , and h o v e r b e e n "pulled out” by fingers of kindly proa- ‘ T CAN’T PAY YOtT JUST WOW." for Christmas. Kitty and Harry always get nioo things at the Sunday-school festival, and wo are to have dinner to­ gether. So it is simply putting off the grand doings until New Year’s day.” - "Yes," assented Mrs, Roberts. “Old Mrs. Barnes said it would be a great deal better times for her to give up the two rooms to us,” went on Miss Crimp. "And Kitty and Harry'll wait, just likp two little sweet-hearted angels as they are," kissing them both. On the thirty-first Miss Crimp again stood at -Mrs. Monroes door and rang tbe bell, waiting thon a respectful while. No answer came, and again and again she rang, hearing the bell sound loudly and coldly, as if in ap empty house. A chill struck to hor heart as she waited in the keen wintry blast. She bad never beforo been so near the end of her resources. Tho desired ebango of rooms could not bo made without a payment in advance, and she, although Mrs, Roberts did not know it, was des­ titute of common comforts In her own garret. ' "No ono’s at homo," was the answer to her inquiry next door concerning Mrs. Monroe. Her knees seemed to weaken under her as she turned away. She had not realized how firmly sho had depended upon getting tho monoy, nor how sorely she was In need of it- Sevonty-llvo cents were loft in her purse. It would not do to diminish it, so the long way homo must bo walked, Sho only shook her head as in utter weariness sho again sat by MrA Rob­ erts’ fire. "Hut don't give up yot, children,” sho said, after half an hour’s rest "I hayon't If things wero not for tho best of course things wouldn’t be so No. I can’t stay now.” , Up to her room she went, forgetting tho cold and darkness in tho one idea which now flllod her mind. Searching among the few things left of long ago prosperity she found a small bundle of cpibroldered lace which sho wrapped up and again went out "It’s hand-embroidered and vory fine," she said, timidly offering It at the fancy counter of a large store. "Sorry,” said the buBy clerk, with a glance at her wistful face, "but there aro so many new varieties of laces now that we should have no sale for this," Out again on the sidewalk she took a few uncertain steps then turned into a less pretentious store. How could such little things as Kitty snd Harry believe that all things work together for good If they wero entirely disappointed in what they had hoped lor at thia holiday sea­ son? > The seventy-five cents were spent for a doll and a, book, and she came out with » smile on her face as » Child passed before her whose soft curia might have belonged to Harry himself. The boy smiled back at her and was paasing on when there came * noise and oonfusion in the street close by. M1 m Crimp looked around in bewil­ derment Home frightened horses came rushing blindly toward the sidewalk. The child, who had juat got but Of • carriageand had been slow in following those In charge of him Into a store, whs exactly In their track; Miss Crimp navar could recall any thing between the moment In which ahe caught the smile of the bright fees and that In which she held the child In her arms on the ground' outside the Curbstone, while a noise of grinding hoofs, shouts and exclamations quickly drew a crowd about her. Then came a dim remembrance of confused Inquiry as she was raised by kindly hands. “No, I’m not hurt at nit,” she In­ sisted- "Howk the boyt* “ Lively as a cricket,” said s polios* man. She only waited to sec him seised and cried over before picking up the paroel containing ber New. Year’s gifts, and quietly making her way out of tbe crowd. She was not hurt, she was sure of that. Perhaps it was the memories brought up by tbe sight of the old lace in the bright gas-light which had brought such a mist before her eyeB and such weakness, to her feet, causing her almost to stagger as she went on her way. And—the lace was gone. How could she have forgotten to look for it in the place where she fell? But.it was too late now, ber foot absolutely re­ fused to obey as she half turned to go back. . The light was out in Mrs. Roberts’ room and she passed on to herown.' Its four bare wallB were all, it seemed, which a cruel world granted her on this Now Year’s eve. No light, no warmth, no food, no strength—no courage? A little still, perhaps, built on a founda­ tion of faith in the Lord who for weak- ne_ss_or strength, for life or death, earth or Heaven, still orders the way of His children for His own highest b e s t, A quick, sharp knock in the gray of the early morning aroused her. "Get up, Mary Jane," called Mrs, Roberts outside tho door. "Somobody’s asking for you." "There's a carriage, too,” cried Parry, in groat excitement “ Happy New Year. And a man that says ho, can’t go till ho sees you Happy Now Year* everybody!" . “ It can’t be me he wants," said Miss. Crimp, as in a great flutter of surprise she at length made her appoaranco and was hurried down the stairs by Harry to the door. “ Is this your card?" asked the man, holding up one bofore her. “ Why,'it is, sure enough," said Miss Crimp,.in a greater flutter than before, “I—why, dear me, it was in my bundle of lace, I know it must havo been for it was the only card, 1 ever had. Some one must have-found the lace." “ Mrs. Marlow sent mo to tell you she wants you to go to hor, house with me at once—to breakfast, she said." “ Mrs. Monroe?" asked.Miss Crimp, not quite understanding tho name and catching,at it with a faint hope that Mrs. Monroe might have returned and was anxious to make tardy amends “ No, mum, Mrs. Marlow. And she ■ays she won’ t take any denial and I wasn’t to come back without you." “ Dear met It must be some mistake," Miss Crimp shock hor head in great be­ wilderment as sho again mounted tho stairs, aiid it would bo hard to say how long it. might havo tskou her to make up. hor mind about any thing, or having made it up to act upon it, had not Mrs. Roberts, by dint of hustling and coax­ ing anil encouraging and assisting, at longth made hor ready for,hor early visit “ It’s somo fine folks that'll keep you all day," sho remarked, as Miss Crimp stepped out of tho door, upon which a dismal wail aroso from Kitty and Harry. "She promlsod to como to dinner with us.” “ I’ll como,” she declared, turning a very earnest face upon thorn. "Go back and bunt in my room for some­ thing." “ Do you think she’ll como?” askod Harry, as at dinner time tbe two watched for Miss Crimp. "If site don’t it'll bo tho first timo she's ever broke her word,” said Mrs. Roberts. Upon which both faces bright-, oned, but grew doleful as she added tho caution: “ But we don't know what she may have lighted on since this morning.” “ Hurrah! There's tho same fine car­ riage.” -shouted Harry—-.............._ ____ “ And she's In it," cried Kitty. In it she was, sure enough, and with a face beaming with such a'smile as they had never seen on it beforo. But by the time she had bcon hurried in and i ain ’ t .” said M iss ciump . was seated with Kitty in her lap, the tears had oome to her eyes *nd a soil? was followed by A sob. - “ What’s wrong?" asked Mrs. Roberts anxiously, “ Any trouble come to you? Now, Mary Jane Crimp, If, it. has you ain’t going back on alt your saying that all’* for tbs best, I hope.” “So, Xain’t." said Miss Crimp, giving Kitty a squeeze that almost took away ber breath, “ But it’s All in strange And so astonishing. DeAr me; if I ever oan get to tell you the straight Of It. I ’ve tast in old friend. She was a girl when 1 was, and used to learn to make lace with my mother when my father was preaching there.’’ “ Well, now* that Is pleasant," broke id Mrs, Roberts* "Yes, and she’s married and that's her carriage and she has a house full et li'ttle ones, and—now listen!—she wants me to come snd live there and be nurse­ ry governess. Such a borne forme!” ’ “ But bow did it come about?” asked Mrs. Roberts. “How did sho get your card?” . “ Didn’t I tell you? Why, when I couldn’t seq my way clear to do an*, thing else I took my little bundle of old lace to see if I could sell it. And my card was in the bundle. And when I came out of the store whore they wouldn’t buy it a. little boy—just as i blue-eyed and as bonny as you are, Har- * ry—cauio near being run over by some runaway horses and l gave him a little push out of the way, and he was Mrs, Marlow’s little boy, and now they are all saying I saved his life, which is all nonsenso as I told her, and I dropped my lace and thought I had lost it, but they found it, and that is how they o&mo to know whore I :was. And," Miss Crimp took Kitty’s small finger and with it made motions as sheconcluded ttm marvelous story, “Mrs. Marlow wants my lace to mateh some she made long ago, and says such old. fashioned work ,is worth a great deal, and she paid me forty dollars for It, and would insist aqd not a cent less. ‘And now, Harry, run and bring me in that basket in the hall. Mrs. Marlow sent it with her best wishes to a ‘little. boy and girl who have been such good • friends to me." “ Best after all, Mary Jane," saidMrs. • Roberts, in a low voice. “Best just as it seemed to get to the very worst And I rejoice in it for you, for all that it moans I am to lose you.” “Don’t you think that," said Miss’ Crimp, hastily. “ Do you think all this blessing for tbe New Year can come to me without, reaching to you and to thS children?" “ Happy New.Year,” cried Harry, tog­ ging in tbe big well-filled basket “Hap­ py New Year to everybody.”—Sidney Dayre, in Chicago Standard. A GREETING. May 8f» til* Old Folk* e Spared to .Manx Happy New Year*. It is always cause for gratitude when a new year greets the eyes and finds et still living and in the enjoyment Ol, even a moderate amount of good health. It has sometimes been a subject of ridl-, cule on tbe part of thoughtless young, folks that people, even. when they are aged and feeble, cling as they do to life; • But life is a very precious possession; especially as long as the faculties are so far unimpaired os to admit of somede­ gree of comfort, and of taking interest in what is transpiring"in thO homecir­ cle and the community. Our Longfellow sayB: “ b veneratoola age; and I love not tbe mail who cat look without emotion upon the sunset, of life, when tho dusk of evening be-. gins to gather over the watery eye, an) tho shadows of twilight grow broods and deeper upon the understanding.’ Every year facilities for living in eass and comfort are increased, and into the-lives of the old as well as the young is crowded muoh that tends’Jp brighten and renderexistence desirable True, .there are many sod exceptions, and wo tbink very tenderly and pitying*1 ly of those wbo grow old in the midst of poverty and anxious care. As long as wo live there is much to learn, but it Is gendrally harder to teach the old than any other in our midst. So many old truths aro dressed up in new forms and handed around as something new and unheard of bofore, that tha young are onBiiy deceived; but grandpa or grandma, from, the ca­ pacious depths of the -comfortable rocker, no sooner look into the strange ailment,.theory, or.crecd^os the case may be, than through tho flimsy pretense of the new-fangled name they easily doteot the old symptoms, or tec/ ognize the well-known truth, or scout out the familiar doctrine. Oh no, it is not so easy to teach or to deceive our shrewd old friends! They have a ,very plucky way, moreover, of calling things by their right names, and having long since outlived all affectation and fear of Mrs, Grundy, and if any there be wbo want good, square, outspoken opinions as to this, that or the other notion or belief, just let them go con- sultoneof the grandparents of the fami­ ly, or one of those oracles of wisdom, an old "uncle” or "auntie" whose rela­ tionship extends over the entire com­ munity. And so courageous are they! Llfo has not h’ijffeted' thom,' trials' pressed, sorrow worn, losses perplexed and afflictions grieved, to turn out augbt but brave and well-tried spirits. No need preaching to an aged Christian about the shortness of life, or the did, uncertain future. None know hotter than they that “Life at best Is but a passing shadow in the West, Which still grows longand longer till tho'J»*V When the bub strikes, and it from earth hsS . Old Yolks, a New Year’s greeting; w* do most heartily and alnoerely express the hope that they may ’ long be spared to enjoy all there may yot be of sweetness in life for thorn; bs ; Spared to cheer the home with their hallowed' presence; be spared to impart o l their oalrit, brave spirit to those ye* in the heat of life’s cottfll*ts.--thristi»* At Work. - ........... ............ A DMteM , He—May I take the liberty of calling an yon this afternoon, or do you prefer other owipany? Rhe—At far m that goes, no comp**? is a« deslreM* « s yours.—Teres Bite l» * » K race: Kan 000 i a ce cour the f wett Thei no si Stori troas Pie’s bplif —< Now aqus r.Unit varii Japr pinli rus, otho land nam spor a ta spec eye City «bas duci is c< - ing__ tabl dish caul film is p min aao turi ,tha •'yihi phr can rep low rap a’s married a 1she has a bout —now listen!—si live there and 1 Such a homo for it come about? "How did she g U you? Why, jy way clear to k my little bund could seU it. , e bundle. And the store who; a little boyn is bonny as you i icing run over 1 anti I gave him way, and he w hoy, and now ( ed his life; wblc ild hor, and 1 l thought 1 1 . found it, ap came to know fss Crimp took 1with it, made, d tbe marveloi /ants my lace ti long ago, and sc work Is worth lid m° forty do! isiat' and pot a c« V, run and bring ' the hall. Mrs. •beat wishes to ■ho have been si 11, Mary Jane,” i >wvoice. “ Beat t to tne very wo1 jr you, for all lose you.” ihink that," as “ Do you thin! s New Yepr can .ching to you and ' Year," cried Ha well-filled baske to everybody;**- igo Standard. GREETING. Folk* e Spared "Sappy New Year* muse for gratitt eta the eyes and id in tbe enjoy ■-8amountof gooi ,es been asubjec rt o f thougbtle pie, even when, e, cling as they d ery precious poi long as the focii rod as to admit oft t. and ot taking nspirinirin ‘tbe 1 nmunity. How says: “ IrveJl 'O not . th e man amotion upon tl the duals of eve over the watery, of twlUghhgrow pon tbe nnaer&t cilities fot livln are ittcrOiised; i tho old as well >ded much that endor existence d re many' sad ex very tendorly.and b o grow old In i ad anxious care, uro is much to ll ' harder to toad r in our midst, i dressed upturn around as sometl l of .before, tl easily deoolH grandma, from tbs of the (Cot sooner look 1 int, theory or cr6< - , than through t to new-fangled hi the oldsymptomi oil-known truth, ■ tar doctrine. Oh to teach or to do lends! They bar noreaver, of palHi t names, and hav 1 all affectation idy, and if any food, square, o i tbis, that or t iof, just let them » grandparents o f if those oracles ol a” or "auntie" wh ihds over the enl d so courageous I ot. buffeted, thei ow worn, losses i ms grieved, to ] avesnd well-triel icbing to an agsd I artness of life, or ittiro. None kn*l At “Life at best | K aktoow in the west ws longandkmger til strikes, and it tram a New Y»«*’« gre :tily and aiM«erol] bat they may jnjoy all therein as in life for i beer the bon»A W teence; b«spared' bbrave spirit to 1 it llfe’s cenltote,— YinePnmPM* I take the liberty Afternoon, or 4#) inf? I acre that goto, m •Me m