The Cedarville Herald, Volume 11, Numbers 22-52
m «? MY AFFINITY. Obi 1 pass her sv’ry day As I bwry runny way To tt»t drewy place, the shop. ■; Whore XhaVe fo "bo at eight, It is usually too lato For a slave likaino to utop, Sfto has lovely yellow hair, W »«* she lets with eareiojis air Fall fa xnaasks unoQnUued, Though contemptuous of the crowd, Of her trorises she iji proud; Nor to adnitr»tloa blind. , - She's a true aristocrat; ’ v One can easily see that From her haughty, high-born air, From hor chiseled lips apd hose, From the coldness that she throws, Ju a calm ami placid stare. She,!* wealthy; that appears Fromthe jewels la her ears; From the richness of Herdrew;, ■Winter’s chUl or summer's flame, StlUher rulment is the sumo. ,.tyhut’s her secret? Who can guess! Sometimes X Imagine hor Captive to a sorcerer, Like the princesses In books. ' Oft I see a stoutold man . I’rowllug there, tho/rtrl to soati ", With most critical of looks, ; Then In fancy X infer I'm the knight to rescue her And to be her bridegroom gay; And. the thought makes mo olato ' While on customers. X.wait , In the dingy shop all day, Then recalled to common senso, ■" t with self-contempt Intense All those day-dreams overthrow. •Shoiewur, Inm uwnro, Used for showing off false hair, Hut Die -yu-wllesi” girl I know. • —Harry B. Smith, in America. A H A L T Y B E N 0 U E M E N T . . Mr. Ford's P lot, and Its S u cce s s fu l Conclusion. T IS a land of gold, Ella! We shall "be fain oitsly rich one o f these days, Surely, darling, you i w ill riot hinderme when my going means so much to both of ns!” ■■ The speaker was a tall young f e l l o w whose, flashed face and earnest manner showed how much depended on h sweetheart’s answer. <‘1 shall come back rich, dear one, and th en -n o more waiting and pinching, and starving fo r ns!” It was the picture wrought by his en thusiasm—his belief in. the resources of untried, lands, and the girl, younger in years, tu t older in wisdom—the wis dom o f experience, could not feel so sure o f unlimited prosperity as did this bravo lover, waiting to bid her farewell. $ha looked up bravely through her tears. ‘ •Hut it will be two years, may be tbree, before we shall see each other aguin, Larry!” and she turned her face away from him that he might not see her grief. Lawrence Rogers took the slight form in his arms and dried the tear-wet blue eyes as only a lover can. "I must go! There is no other way, You will l»e true to me, dear? You w ill wait for me till I come back "to you?” "How can you ask me?” she cries. “ I will live on the thought o f you while yoii are gone. Ah! The long voyage, liow shall i endure the suspense till I know you are safely in Australia? Yon will write to me often—often, Larry?” , ‘'Yes. darling, and we shall spend our lonely hours planning our bright fut ure.” lie is gone, and Ella Windfall is left t o the scant consolation which her fam ily affords. ‘ Her -parents have opposed her engagement front the first, Lawrence is p o o r,.and the Winchells have been really poorer than they have seemed to be for many years, for Robert Wincltell has been * man to whom the future holds out golden promises which the present never fulfills. He is now Tiuft farting . deep, in a new enterprise which he thinks Will be successful. The outlook has been dreary -tor Ella, especially o f late, when she haa had another suitor, old and rich, James Ford b y name. He Is a kind-hearted i«an who has been a bachelor all hie Ilfs aud has fallen into the habit o f spending an evening now and then with Robert Wirtchell, the friend o f his boyhood. He haa not seen how matters are going on between Lawrence and Rtta, but has learned that the girl"* fresh beauty and Wank, winning manner are faafcbstosn* b ig greater attractions than the com panionship o f his old friend, . A t first Lawrence’s letters w e r e full o f hope, and Elia felt that the time was net far ofl! when She could ha mistress o f her own home and no longer sub jected to insinuations nguinst her lover, Only n year hud .passed since Lawrence’s departure when every •tiling wus swept away from them. .Mr. W inchcllV business had failed from lack of management, and, the scheme fo r which he had neglected it having failed long before, the family was left absolutely penniless, Then James Fowl showed his friend ship fo r the distressed family. When they feebly remonstrated, he.said; "What in the-world can I do with iny money, unless I endow an orphan •asylum or an old womens' home?” But he looked rather wistfully at Ella its he said it, hoping for some encouragement in her face. About this time young Roger's letters .grew more andraore despondent in tone, and at last he declared that he should not write, again until his luck had turned. It was a cruel thing to do; but he knew; nothing o f her home'surround ings, for she hud hot written, thinking to discourage him. The morning after she hnd received this letter her mother came to her with a worn look in lier eyes. “ Ella!” she said, “ your father is part ing with the money which Mr. Ford has Supplied him as rapidly as he did with his own. He is sure thut lie will suc ceed this time, hut I have little hope, my child. Why can not you end ail of this poverty and suspense? Wc have done a great deal for you, and this is a poor return to make. Mr. Ford wishes to make you his wife. Lawrence will never come back for you; he is tired of you already, or he would .continue to write. You do not-, know the value of money or you would not refuse so good an offer, You can not find a kinder man than James Ford, nor a more gen erous one." 1 When her mother was gone Ella threw herself on her bed and cried us if ber heart would break. She did not be lieve that Lawrence had ceased to love her, but which way did duty- lie? Should she sit by helplessly and see her parents ground down to worse poverty tlmn they had ever known? Oh, it was hard-—hard. She dried lier eyes and resolved never to give up her lover. ‘ Surely she could not be required to forego all hope of happiness for money! “ Ah!” she thought bitterly, “ I d o jjot wonder that the world is a sad one if people are called upon to make' such “ BEAR CHILD, I WISH YOU AM. THE I1A1T1NV.SS III THE WOULD.” sacrifices! lint I never shall give him up! He will come back a rich man in a few years, and we shall, all be happy." But the coming poverty, the depend ence on the friend she would not mar ry, were continually before her, and at the end o f the week she went down into the little parlor to meet, the man who was so blind to her unhappiness. “ I hardly dared hope you would be so kind,” be said, coming forward eagerly, to meet her. He took lier hands in his. “ You will be my wife?" he asked. “ I will leave you to decide that,” she said gently, “ after I have told you my story.” He regarded her questioningly. “ T have only the love o f a friend to offer y o u /' she said, and then she told him the whole story. He was silent a long time. Then’ he said: “ I am glad that you began by being honest with me, 1 should like, for the sake Of the rest, to make' you my wife as soon as possible.” As he took her hand at parting, she saw that ho was quite pale. When she saw him again he seemed more quiet than usual, and stayed- only a few mo ment!;. Before he went away he took her hand in liis and looked at her for a moment. “ Suppose Rogers should come back, expecting to claim you! Do you not think it would be a little hard on him?" She grew veiy white, and when she could command her volee she said: “ I Will write to him.” “ Then yon have not written?” “ No! I coukt—dld not.” Mr, Ford saw the hesitation, and did not renew the subject. £11* would lend no hand to the prep arations fo r the wedding which were Vapidly going forward, “ It is Such a mockery!” she thought, “ and I will be free while I can.” She saw little o f her middle-aged lover, for business took him away dm* lug the few weeks that intervened be fore the weddisg E lls grew paler and thinner daily. Not that she took the matter much to heart; indeed, she seemed to have no emotions, to bo capa ble of no feeling. But at night she would .dream o f Lawrence. He had re turned, happy in Hie prqspcot o f mak ing her happy, .and found that .slie could never ho Ills; or she would see him dead beside her, sometimes he seemed to be pleading with her, urging hor to come to him. But she would wake as listless and indifferent as be low . . The morning, of her weddi;: r'llnv dawned clear and bright. Mi, her it was not a-symbol of happiness, She kept to her room till the horn- drew near; once she heard a voice, that sound ed like—no, no! it could not be. Hut, she wished she had not heard it.' It woke the old memories in her heart more fully than she eared to realize. When she was dressed, she went with her mother to the sitting-room nt the head o f the stairs where Mr. Ford was waiting for her. She was surprised to see how pale he grew rs she entered, n e did not offer to take her hands, but ■regarded her with grave eyes, .At Inst he spoke: . “ Dear child! I wish you all happi ness!” lie said. .■ She looked.at him in surprise. "It was not his words so much us his manner that surprised her. He came up to her aiid took her hands in his own. . ‘.‘Dear child!” lie said. " I wish you all the happiness in the world.” His face relaxed into u smile us he watched her .bewilderment. “ And I think,” he addet], “ that it will be yours.” lie dropped her hands and called: “ Como Rogers!” and us he saw her folded in Lawrence Rogers’ arms, lie slipped ont o f the room-and left them to their happiness. • He had no other plan than this', since she told him her story. He had made Lawrence a riel; mmi and thus quieted her parents’ 'objections, and he stoutly declares to Mrs. Lawrence Rogers that himself und Lawrence are equally happy.—Mattie Campbell, in Yankee Blade. - HEROES OF THE SEA. Xotric American* Wlio Have Wo* Renown In Our Navy. The story of the American navy is an inexhaustible fountain of inspiration. No page in the history* of the race is brighter than that which tells o f the deeds wrought to sustain the primacy o f “ Columbia" ns the “ gem o f the ocean.'' England, long the mistress of the sons, can not, in the interval since the uprising o f the colonies, -show a braver recoil. Wherever tlie British drumbeat is heard are celebrated- the glories o f Trafalgar and the Nile, and the Baltic and a thousand other victor ies. But who shall say that any of these surpassed the -valorous achieve ments of our second conflict with tbs mother country, when she was taugiit, for the first time, that Britannia did not necessarily rule the wave? We have only,, in justification, to point to “ Old Ironsides,” to gallant Lawrence in the Chesapeake, to Perry on Lake .Erie, to Macdonongh on Lake Champlain, and to the American privateers which in 181!I-'15 swept the Atlantic free o f Eng lish commerce. Passing to a later day we recall the lesson taught by Decatur on tlie Barbary toast and the admoni tion conveyed to the Mexicans at Vera Cruz, And what combat shall furnish the parallel to the work of the navy in the civil war? Its triumphs udoru the proudest places in American history. What emotions well up as the eye re verts to marvelous strides taken by “ Uncle flam’s web feel;” as it traces the establishment o f a three thousand-mile blockade; the victory in Hampton Roads; the energy arid fidelity o f Du pont and Dahlgren at Charleston; the services o f grand old Foote and Porter and Walke on “ inland river and broad bayou;" the mad assaults of poor .Jacli at Sumter and Fisher; the exploits of Cush ing und the Albemarle; the memorable duel of the Alabama and Kenrsarge off Cherbourg, and, above *11. the heroic performances o f the great admiral at New Orleans and in the momentous en counter off Mobile liay! These and a hundred other passages appeal irresist ibly to the imagination, the memory and the gratitude o f every American citizen worthy o f the name. They are an appropriate basis from which to sur vey the * inspects o f the American naval future.—Brooklyn Eagle. Tight Collar*. A chapter might be written on the deleterious effects of tight collars, and especially that variety which projects stiffly beneath the neck, to the manifest discomfort of the wearer and the amusement o f beholders. By compress ing the veins they, o f course, interfere with the return o f blood from the head, and thereby promote red noses and pimpled fflf.es, against which all the cos metic lotions in the world are o f no avail so long ns the mechanical cause is allowed to remain. Tight collars are even accused- and with 'some snow o f reason—o f causing serious defects o f the visual apparatus, due to heightened blood pressure, arising from thenrtiflciftl impediment to the blood-flow a t the root o f the neck. •„We should not l»e surprised to find that these execrable contrivances were also responsible for watery eyes/pendant lips and the gen eral vaucousncss o f expression which usually characterizes the physiognomy o f their wearers.—Hospital Gazette, a (Copsrtnemhlp. Hoffman Ifowes— Va-as, dear hoy, Howell Gibbon arid I have decided to waise a mustache, , Jack Mallet—Indeed! Well, you're doing first-rate with your half,—Buck. HOW H IS MOTHER M A N A G E D An Example Which » Dutiful Son's Sweat* heart Didn’t Care to Follow, “ You see how It is, my dear,’’ be said, taking her soft band which had never done very hard work, and patting it re* assurlngly. “ I’ m poor—only a thousand a year, dear—and wo shall have a strug g l e ^ getalong at first—” “ I don’t mind that in tho least,” she interrupted, stoutly, rubbing her cheek softly against his hand, "And,’ ’ ho pursflod, graciously having allowed her - Interruption—“wo shall have to como down to Btriot economy. But it-y ou can only manage as. my mother does wo shall pull through nicely.” “ And how does your, mother manage, door?” she askod, smiling—but very happy—at the notion of tho mother-in- law cropping out already. “ I don’t know,” replied tho lover, radiantly, “ but she always manages to have every thing neat and cheerful, and something delicious to eat, and she does it all herself, you know! So that, wo al ways get along beautifully, and mako both ends meet, and father and I still haye plenty of spending money. You soe when a woman is always hiring, her taund-ry-work done, and her gowns and bonnets made, and hor scrubbing, and Stave blacking done, and all that sort of tiling—why, it just walks into a man’s Income and takes his breath away.” • The young woman looked for a mo ment as if her breath also were inclined tor a vacation; but she wisoly concealed her dismay,' and, .being ono of the stout hearted of earth, she determined to learn a few things of John's mother, so she went to hor house for a long visit tho very next day. Upon tho termina tion of this visit, one fine morning John received, to his blank amazement, a little package containing his engage ment ring, accompanlod.by the follow ing lettor: “ I hayo loarned how your mother ’manages,',and I am ' going to ex plain it to you,, since you confessed you didn’t know. I find that she is a wife, a mother,, a housekeeper, a business manager, a hired girl, a laundress, a seamstress, a mender arid patoher, a dairy maid, a cook,- a nurse, a* kitchen gardener and a general slave for a family of five. $bo works from five in the- morning till ten at night; and I almost wept when I . kissed her hand—it was so hard and wrinkled and corded and unklssedi When I saw her polishing the stoves, carrying big buckets of water and great armfuls of wood, often splitting the lattor, I 'askod her why John didn’t do such things for her. 'John!' she repeated ‘John!’—and sho sat down with a per fectly dazed look, as if I had asked her why the angels didn’ t come and scrub for hor. 'Why—John’—she said, in a trembling, bewildered way—‘ho works in tho office from nine until four, you know, and when be cornea home he is very tired; or else—or olso—he goes down town.’ Now, I have beoomo strongly imbued with the conviot.on that I do not care to be so good a ‘man ager* as your mother. If tho wife must .do all sorts of drudgery, so must the husband; if sho must book, he must earry tho wood; if she must scrub, he must csrry the water; if she must make butter, he must milk tho cows. You have allowed your mother to do evory thing, and all you have to say of her is .thst she is sn ‘excellent msnager.' I do riot caro for suoh a reputation, un less my husband oarna the name also; and, judging from your laok of consid eration for your mothor, I am quite sure you are not the man T thought you wore, or whom I woiitd caro to marry. As the son is* the husband is, is e safe and happy rulo to follow.’* So the lettor dosed, and John pon dered; and he 1 b pondering y e t—Iowa Stato Register. T R A P P IN G BEAVER . The Strange Faculty I' ommmi I Djr the Lit tle Animal*. The anlmal.saysa well known trapper, has the most acute sense of smell of any animal that exists. In setting the traps you must wait till low water, in order to have the tide when it comes in obliterate all traces of your presence. When a beaver is caught in a trap the other beavers at once enable him to make good his escape by seizing him by the tail and hauling him away until they release him, often leaving the limb in the trap as an evidence of the struggle that ensued. Ho caught a beaver last win for on Puget island, and says that it only had two toes on a hind foot; the other three legs being ampu tated as close to the body as If the limbs had never existed. There is one faculty the beaver po* Besses that would bo a profitable and interesting study for ecientlfio men, and that la the power of making objects adhere to the bottom of a stream without any apparent means of securing them. The beaver lives mostly on wood, which it cuts and deposits on the bottom, Vhere it remains,, contrary to the natural laws, which would in ordinary esses cause the wood to rise to the sur face. How this 1 b accomplished it is difficult to deride, but it Is nevertheless a fact Beaver trapping pays well where any considerable number can be caught, the average price o f the furs being from $8.60 to $5 per pound.— Cathlamet Gazette. A *uft'WIU* “ Well, your rich uncle died, 1heart" “Yea" “ I understand h li estate was dtvidsd between youand yourbrother?” “Yes, Jim got the assetsandI get the liabilities." —Muniey's Weekly. P E R SO N A L A N D IM P E R SO N A L . —The last words o f James Lillie, the hall player, who died in Kansas pity re* cently wore: 'I’m afraid that it’s three strikes and out.” —Habitual drunkards, it appears, have always their pet Idiosyncrasies, One woman was in prison 107 times in eleven years for smashing windows; a man also well known to the police stole nothing but Bibles; with another spades were always the coveted articles; and in. two other, female cases shoes and shawls wore the objects invariably mis appropriated by them, . . —An instance Of th o . enormous amount of money that is made in rac ing Is furnished by ono of tho tracks near New York. It originally cost 8100,- Q00, and it was capitalized at €500,000. This year it has already paid 0 per cent, on the 8600,000 capital.. All but one of the tracks in that neighborhood paid, hoavy dividends this year, and the ruiriors of a new track across the Jersey Une are rife: —Tho prosont Russian Chancellor is a Swede; the late Persian Ambassador in London was a Scotchman; an Irishman was three times Prime Minister of Spain, and a Celt, MaoMahon, was. President of Franca Tho Russian Am bassador at Paris is a German, the French Ambassador in London is an Englishman, and the Italian Ambassa dor in Berlin is a Frenchman. The : chief consulting Admiral of the Turk- Ish fleet is an Englishman, as was .also tho late AdmiruL of the fleet. —It is a common saying that you can judge a man "by his visiting card. A Boston roetor left his cheap printed card at the house of one of his parish ioners and his neatly engraved ono at another’s. Tho houses wore respectively in unfashionable and fashionable quar ters of tho city. But tho parishioners happened to be cousins. They met, they compared cards—as women will— and that rector now wonders why he is growing in disfavor with some of his parishioners. —Dr. G. Wythe Cook, ono of the at tending physicians of the -..late Justice Miller in his last illness, says: “ Tho judge’s tongue was partially paralyzed, yet ho made an effort to explain to -mo his condition. I remarked to him: ‘Do not talk, judga It is injudicious, as it causes your b.lood to rush to your brain.' As I was about to leavo the room of, the dying man for the last himo, ho said to me, with great effort: 'Doctor, you are quite complimentary, for some men talk without its affecting their brain.'” —Buffalo Bill and his faithful cow boys were the heroes 6f South Ger man society. While there the great Bill and “ Buck Taylor” graced a.refined olrclo at Frankfort with their presence. The lady whom the latter gentleman, attired in faultless evening dress, took into dinner remarked, by way of a com pliment, “ that it was a pity he had not como in tho picturesque costume of his native ranch.” “ Madame.” replied the tail-coated cow-boy, “ if you caro only tor my oiothes, I.w ill send them to you to-morrow. ” This ho.said and nothing more. ■ ._________ “ A L IT T L E N O N S EN S E /* —A Pennsylvania editor complains that times aro so hard that he can't sven collect his thoughts.—Ram’s Horn. —There are no many people in the world who laugh all tho way home and stop as soon as thoy roach tho" door.— Atchison Globa — “ Walter, I- wish you’d bring me some buckwheat .oaken.” “ All right, sir.” “ Will they be long?” “ No, sir; round.”—Philadelphia Times. —“ I say, Mr. Hodge, your dog bit me in tho log last Monday.” “ Thar! That ackeounts fur It. I knowed that tbar dog didn’ t g it sick on nothink.”—Harp er’s Bazar. —When the averago inan says frank ly, “ I can’ t afford it,” you will usually find on investigation that it .is some thing his wife wants, and not some thing that ho wants himself.—Somer ville Journal. — “ I say, Bobby,” whispered Feather- ly, “ d d your sister say that sho hoped my trip would do mo good?” “ Yes, sbe told me last night that if Mr. Featberly went West she hoped be would go for good."—Spare Moments. —Had No Money T ill Then.— Tho year* like emlloss currents flow. And bring a change to me, At twenty-two she told mo no— 'Twos yes at thirty-three. —N. Y. Herald. —The Beginning. —Mamma— “ Did you have a nice time at the children's party?” Little Ethel—“ N-o, mamma; it was awful dull.” Mamma—“ Why, what was the matter, dear?” L ittle Ethel—“ Bobby Bunco didn't come.” -^ « v VVnntlv. —An In su lt-F r e d—" I didn’ t mind Taylor's discharging me so much as I did the Insult he subsequently offered me.” Frank—“ What was tbat7” Fred — “He advertised for a boy to HUmy plaoe."—Yankee Blade, —Clerk—“Mr. Brown, I can't make out the signature of this letter. If you would be so good to see If you can— '* Mr. R (angrily)—“I wish youwouldn't bother me with your business. Just write to the manundsay you can’t read bis name."—Fllegende Blatter. •—“I don't know whethah I ought to speak toMiss Balle Psppertem or not,” said Willie Washington la one of hiu mostdisconsolate tone* “What Mthe matter, rid fellow?” “She asked mi why 1was so silaut, andI told hertheah was something on my mind." “And whatdid sheMplyf “Am said: 'Why lon't yon blow it offY"—Washington Foul
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