JL1
She $m HotUmtst
MRS. A. J. Dr.MH'AI. EtWor and Proprietor
OFFICE Cor. Front mid $tnrU sJIrfftn.
TKims, IX ADVANCE:
One yean.
$3 00
175
1 W
Six months.
Three monlhtu.
ADVERTISEMENTS Inserted on Reasonable
Terms.
JUDITH ' MILES;
What Shall he Uoue with llerl
r.r mrs. r. p. victor.
Entered, aetordlDR is the Act of Congress,
In the year 1S3. by Mrs. r. F. Vlclor, In the
Offlee of the IJIrMtanrfOrigre.s,at Washlur-
tonCltj-.l
CHAITBR IX.
LEAVE-TAKINO.
One bright November day, two
months after the visit of Mr. Shultz
spoken of in tbe last chapter, tlcro was
an unusual- Mir about the premises of
Jack Miles; a constant coming and go
ing, a litter of rubbish scattered about
the entrance to tbe bouse, and, more sig
nificant than all, a heavy wagon stood
ready to receive such household gear as
the "Western "mover" takes with liim
wherever he goes beds, cooking uten
sils, chests of necessary clothing, sup
plies of coflee and sugar.
Some early showers, had fallen
enough to start the grass and on the
first appearance of verdure Jack Milps
had given the order to prepare for jour
neying, lie would not even wait for
such of the neighbors as promised to ac
company him if lie would defer his start
until the spring.
" 'Pears like yer in a powerful hurry,
Jack,'1 they said to him; "tnostov folks
don't start ter go on sech a mighty long
Journey 'fore the feed gits up rightsmart
in the spring. 'Hain't safe, nuther.
trav'liu' by yerself through tho Injun
country. Better stop till spring an' git
a goou reauy."
r
-jL-ve got an the ready I want,
thank'ee," Miles returned. "Reckon
tharUl be feed 'nuff fur mi stock:" an'
'beout the Injuns the more ov us thar
be, tho bigger the dust that'll be kicked
up; an Injuns is allers a-watchiu'-eout
fur a big dust."
"Waal, Lope ye'll slip thru Arizouy
tueouc makin' any that's what I
hope."
toucti was the general comment on
Miles' undertaking! On the whole.
Miles had the respect of his class, and
their sympathy, too: for the neighbors
guessed his feelingsaboutBoone; though
he never spoke of them. He had no
need to speak of that which his emaci
ated appearance and constrfht melan
choly made patent to all. The women
sympathized as much with Judith
as they could with one who de
manded no sympathy, and lived upon so
much more elevated a plane of thought
and sentiment than themselves; mani
festing their feelings by frequent and
long visits when Judith was most occu
pied and least desirous of company.
Miles had disposed of nearly all of
his stock, only reserving so much of a
herd as would be needed to provision
his family and the two or three men
Who accompanied him to take care of
the cattle, with a few cows and calves
that were to commence stocking another
ranch In Texas. His laud he had dis
posed of in a way which he chose to keep
niuaen from Judith, all negotiations
concerning it with the Speddens having
ceased with the destruction of the wheat.
Nothing was left unsettled; but the
abandonment of California was final.
Meantime what about Mr. Sbultz?
Two months had passed and he had not
put in an appearance, as we had a right
to expect that he should, at the residence
of tho Miles family. In these two
months Judith had gone through many
changes of feeling and opi ,ion, as was
natural she should. Wo can guess, too,
that they had not made her any hap
pier, or leftjier with any brighterantic
Ipatlons for tbe future. She was now in
that mood of mind where any chiuge
was desirable-no possibility much
dreaded; a state which with some per
sons is falsely denominated resignation,
but which we recogulze in this case as
despair. And unhappily for her, tbe
future was really as dark as It skohinI
But on the afternoon of tbe last day of
grace bomeunng Happened, which was
this: Judith was alone, sorting over
some last articles which had to be packed
ana lighting over for the hundredth
time the battle in her thoughts whether
to take or not to take her little chest of
treasures derived trom Mr. Shultz.
Should she do herself the despite of
leaving them to fall Into vandal hands,
as pnue dictated, or smuggle them into
the wagon, thus securing consolation
for some lonely hours in camp, as incli
nation and feeling dictated? In the
midst of this mental contest thero was
an arrival, and Judith listlessly dropped
the articles in hand to see what officious
neighbors were this time come to occupy
her time aud attention with their to
her Irrelevant talk. But the coolly
civil welcome half-formed upon her Hps
was forgotten, uuuttered, when she be
held, standing in ti10 uttered passage
way, Mr. Sbultz.
"Ah," said he, as If they had met but
yesterday, "I did hear that you were go
ing to-morrow, and I have come to say
good-bye. I see that it is true, and that
you are Indeed going."
Wo are indeed going" echoed Ju
dith, more occupied with the attempt
to seem unconcerned than with her
words. She did not invite him to enter
but waited as if expectlngto be informed
of the further occasion of his visit In
her heart Indignation was contending
with an Irrepressible pleasure at again
seeing bis face and hearing his voice
"You will not stay? Ah, well It Is
good that I, loo, am going away. While
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you travel to Texas i shall voyage to
Germany to the faderland to see rnein
vater und tncine mutter. Then I shall
not sorrow so much to be left behind, as
when I thought you would leave this
pleasant California, and me alone in it.
And still I am most sorry, should I
come back and find you gone."
What signified these polite phrases to
Judith? Had she not a right to look
for something different something
more? Puzzled and grieved, and half
suspecting that she had committed the
mistako of misinterpreting past words
and actions, she stood silent, not know
ing how to continue or put an end to
the conversation. Then the recol
lection of their last conversation and
its ending rushing over her, she sud
denly turned rosy-red, and in a fresh
rage with herself aud him. Anger al
ways loosened Judith's tongue, and it
did so now. Beforo she was awara she
had made the attack:
"Mr. Shultz, there cannot be much re
gret to waste upon each other. You
have come to say good-bye, and If you
have nothing more to say, we need not
be long about our farewells. I wish you
a pleasant voyage, I am sure," and she
straightened her fine figure with The air
of a princess.
"That is unkind to me, Miss Judith,"
said Mr. Shultz, now on the defensive.
"lou uo think I am not truly so sorry
as I say to lose you, and you know not
what things are in my heart Neither
can I tell you to-day the things I might
venture to say a year eIx mouths
three months from now. Youhaveyour
trouble, and it is great for a tendeVgirl's
heart to have borne. But I have my
trouble, too, which is not the same as
yours. Heaven is good; some day it
may all come right Will you not be
lieve in my friendship?"
Tbe Idea of a care for the cheerful,
practical, healthy and broad-shouldered
man before her was so entirely novel to
Judith that she almost smiled Incredu
lously. That temptation conquered.
she, woman-like, began to feel pity for
him and curiosity about him. But she
kept these feelings well in hand, re
solved to make no more mistakes which
could result In humiliation.
"I have no intention to be unkind,"
she answered gently, and h little hum
bly, "aud I do not reject a friendship
that is sincerely offered. Buthowaml
to understand words that do not corre
epond with nets; or how can It affect us
In any way, when In all probability we
shall never meet again ?
"God knows!" returned Mr. Shultz,
more gloomily than ever she had known
him to speak. "One thing I came to
say: If It shall happen that you fall Into
any trouble on your journey, or after,
that I can relieve, or if there is any
thing you wish, it is only for you to
write to mo here, and the letter will
be forwarded to me, wherever I am.
You will promise me this?"
Still Judith hesitatod. There was
something too vague about Mr. Shultz's
explanations and demands for her to
commit her faith to them. He saw the
doubt in her eyes and replied to it.
"Let me beg you to promise this.
You do not know how important it
might be to me to get news from you. I
ask it as a favor to myself."
"I promise," said Judith, yet not
very earnestly, "since you wish it"
"You will not forget?" he said; "and
now good-bye," holding out both hands
as if to clasp hers.
"Good-bye," returned Judith, without
allowing him to touch her band, yet
with the tell-talo color flushing to her
face, aud a tell-tale moisture in her
eyes.
"She docs not trust me," he said. "It
is hopeless. But where is my Katie? I
must say good-bye to her."
Ou being called tbe child came down
from the attic where she was having a
delightful rummage among the odds
and ends of things so fascinating
to childhood, and seeing 'her friend
ran straight to him. Mr. Shultz
sat down on a box and lifted her to his
knee, Katie going through the usual
formula of paying for what she found in
his pockets.
"To-day. thou must give me more
kisses than ever before, because to-morrow
thou art going to leave me, and
some are for good-bye;" then holding
tho child to his breast he fondled her as
if sho had been his own. "Now thou
will give mo the last kisses-one for
thyself aud two for thy sister. Good
bye, mein Katie. Good-bye, Judith
beautiful and dear."
Thus departing, Mr. Shultz left the
mystery of his conduct unexplained,
and Judith's trouble was certainly not
lessened by the intervention of some
wild and formless hopes, or rather ghosts
of hopes, between her and despair.
"O, Carl! Carl!" whispered the tempest-tossed
girl, "could I have escaped
this horriblo fate that is before me and
lived through life with you, a happy
nn.l honorM irnmn.1 ? Wlmf. U It 1,t ,
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my fate that comes between us, aud that
I cannot escapo ?"
Casting a glance around upon all the
evident signs of destiny, Judith sank
upon her kuees beside the half-filled
chest aud gave way to vehement weep
ing, hoeing her sister crying, Katie
came and nestled into her arms with
childish words of comfort, while Judith
kissed her passionately, remembering
whoso Hps had touched hers so lately,
and blushing In tbe midst of her tears
PORTLAND, OREGON, FRIDAY, .TASfTJARY 30, 1874.
to own that she coveted those signs of
love, "tor we do love him dearly,
dearly, don't we, honey!"
in the midst of this sad embrace
Jack Miles interrupted them. He had
been drinking some farewell cups with
his neighbors, and was not In a sympa
thizing mood.
"Air ye a-cryln' an' a-mournin' to
leave this yer God-fursaken ranch?"
he quickly inquired. "Yo've got no
more speorit nor ter stay hyar 'till the
dilrnation railroads an' Yankees an'
Dutchmen an' Chinamen stomp yo In
the ground! Waal, sech as yeiv mout
live 'mong the d d 'ristocraU an' Chi
namen, ef I'd Mow it; butblatno me ef I
will! The -Booner we'uus gits shet ov
'em the better. 'Taln't ,no place fur
honestmen nor hones't wlmmin no more.
Katie, quit yer crylu'. Jade, yew 'tend
to yer bizness. The boys Mil start on to
night with tho stock, an' the Avagon's
got ter foller right sharp in the morn
in" With this parting objurgation of the
country that was too civilized for him,
Jack Miles proceeded to asslsthis daugh
ter in the final adjustment of their mu
tual possessions in the wagon. This la
bor completed, they had oue night more
of shelter beneath a roof the only one
they were to enjoy of home, for who
could say how long ?
Ou the following morning a covered
wagon drawn by four mules might have
been observed by the curious, moving
slowly along the road leading south
ward across the Spedden estate. It con
tained the household goods of tho Miles
family, with little Katie seated In front
beside her father, well pleased to have
begun a scries of daily journeyings in
that to her novel and delightful man
ner. A little In advanco proceeded Ju
dith, well-mounted, and riding with
careless ease. In the rear followed a
little herd of loose animals, riding
horsos aud two cows. The main herd
were several hours in advauce a pleas
ant arrangement on account of the dust
And so the die was cast; aud so men go !
wilfnllv "into tl.n tnn-s nf
the mouth of hell," dragging their un
resist ones with them.
Tho huge sun-bonnet which Judith
had prepared for the protection of her
complexion hid, on this morning, a face
disfigured with weeping the last unre
strained tribute of tears upon the altar
of home, lave and hope. Must wo not
pity Judith Miles? With her youth,
her passionate heart, herlmperfectmen
tal and moral training, yet with those
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generous gifts from the bountiful mother
Nature, who3e possession, in her cir
cumstances, made them more of a curse
than a blessing.
If we could have Imagined some
other conditions for this Journey than
those already described, it could not
be found in our heart to pity any
one participating in it That portion
of California through which the trail
leads the traveler furnishes at once a
charming climate and scenery unsur
passed for beauty or grandeur. Nor
was the season Miles had chosen unfa
vorable, provided the rains did notcome
so heavily as to render the streams im
passible. The southern end of the San Joaquin
valley, the Kern river, the Tejon Pass,
leading by a narrow defile between tho
Sierras and Coast Range into tho lovely
Los Angelos country, tho San Bernar
dino plains and mountains, all, up to the
Colorado river, is a continuous pano
rama of alternating easy grace and stu
pendous grandeur. In such a journey is
entertainment, health and mental
growth. The traveler who can live for
weeks among scenes like these, in an at
mosphere like this, which infuses fresh
life into blood aud brain, without hav
ing learned anything that will make
him broader in his judgement, or nobler
in his aspirations, Is but a poor senseless
clod whom no process of education
could elevate or purify. The gifted and
accomplished Theodore Winthrop felt
this when he testified that in the pres
ence of mighty Nature the convention
alities of society became contemptible,
and man was lifted out of himself to
learn and acknowledge hitherto unfelt
capacities for growth. The broader civ
ilization of the West, whose pioneers
lived for years in saddle, cauoeandtent,
confirm the belief in these influences
that are liko healthy young blood In ex
hausted veins.
To those healing, strengthening and
softening influences we commit our
heroine.
To he continued.
Douglas Jerold's "spittoons for two,"
though a very good joke, has been
thrown Into the shade by an eminent
professor In one of our colleges, who re
cently remarked to the senior class that,
if it was necessary for them to spit so
much, he wished they would bringspit
toons to the recitation room. Accord
ingly, at the next recitation, in marched
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iiHin. w urn. w n nr
sat down, were de
posited at their feet. TIir nrofessor. not
in the least discontented, very patiently
conducted them through the lesson, and
at Its close said: "I am very glad, gen
tlemen, to see that you are so attentive
to my wishes; and as there is some dan
ger of your spittoons being broken or
lost between recitations, you may carry
them to your rooms at such times
bringing them with you when you
come here to recite again!" Jt Is need
less to remark that the members of tho
class saw that the point of the joke was
decidedly in favor of him of the specta
cles and lore.
Fhek Speech, Free Press, Tkm "
Daisy's Mission.
Hell-Roaring Bar was neither a prettv
nor euphonious name, nor a reverential
one: but, considering the character of
Its dwellers, it was an exceeding y filtir
ono ior tue locality that bore It. A tlx
month's residence there convinced mo
so thoroughly of this fact that I could
not conscientiously have changed a sin
gle letter of the name, even had I pos
sessed the power to do so. Not that It
savored of sulphurous odors; not that
the roarings of its apparent patron saint
were ever heard echoing among the can
ons that encompassed it; but for sinful
ness, and wickedness, and riotous de
bauchery, It was peerless among all the
mining camps I had ever visited in Cal
ifornia. I was sent there in the summer of
1853. by a San rrancl.co firm, tn ninan
out a business thatwa3 drifting into in
voluntary oanKruptcy.and a long dusty
ride found me there early in June of that
year. A view of the camp from the
mountain had not impressed me favor
ably with it. and a nearer acnualnt.inrn
only confirmed that first Impression;
out, like a half-reluctnit bridegroom, I
had resolved to take it for "better or
worse," with but slight hope, however,
that it would prove any better than it
looked.
"Hello! deacon. What do you want
in Hell-Roariu'? Preachers don't stand
much show fti these digging. You ain't
wanted; better git!" I
This was my jrreetimir. I had Inst
alighted from my mule, tired and out of
iiumor, anu ieii nan-inclined to resent
the brusoue. unmannerly Milutaiion. hut.
did not It was not a consciousness of
the truth that quieted ice, for my an-
pearance was certaiuly slightly clerical.
True, I had a perfect right to til tier in
opinion with tho speaker, lor of a verity
mia was just me piace wuere preachers
wens wanted, and just the place they
should stay: but maklnz uo iirofesslnns
oi goutiness, ji new my tonguo Tor a
moment I looked up; a brawny and
powerful figure confronted me, and I
prudently held my temper. I replied
blandly that I expected to remain there
awhile, and suggested with all meekness,
that appearances were sometimes deceit
ful. Soon the Bar was ngrog with curi
osity, and a crowd gathered. And sueli
a crowd! Great broad-shouldered fel
lows, dirty and unshared,, deeply
marked with chronic dissipation, whoso
every second ward was au oath; strip-
r ,,.-- -r . " . '
iiuks wuune tongues were voiuuly 1m-
PnT t . , ulasP lem;
. tl.u 11 ""--u
ittuunu. w mil; x uuauuuieu my ixiuie id so
awkard a mannor as to excite derision.
These peoplo weighed everything, like
their gold-dust, In their own scales, and,
measured by their standard, I was re
garded as a worthless impostor. I had
"store clothes" on. and this fact alone
was too much for the fixed convention
alism of tho Bar. Buckskin and gray
flannel assumed a dignity in early times
among the "honest minont" more un
yielding, more exacting, than purple
and fine linen. My "boiled shirt" was
considerd an infraction, and therefore
tho Bar was ailrontcd. "Deacon" was
echoed from mouth to mouth. Bets
were offered and freely taken that I was
apsalm-singcr; a gambler, with a "dead
thing," or "waxed keenls;" a lawyer; a
doctor; anything but a horse-jockey, or
a gentleman. Although, nettled with
the uncourteous reception, I could uot
afford to fall out with my new neighbors.
Beating my dusty hat against my knee
with a well-assumed swagger, I turned
quietly, and asked if the Bar was dry?
And the Bar was dry!
With a whoop, tho crowd adjourned
to the saloon a rickety, clup board in
stitution, furnished with afewstoolsand
rough tables and tho Bar drank first
with myself; then with Joo Miles, the
proprietor; then with the bluff individ
ual who had first accosted me. Pressing
through the crowd, lie held out his big,
rough hand, aud taking mine, he led me
forward with something of a triumphant
air.
"Boys," he said, "I take it all back.
This is my old skipper; came out with
him from Boston in '40. ire ain't no
preacher he spends his money like a
man, and don't whine. Anyono that
don't like him can. call on Bill Throp.
That's me, boys! Let's take suthin'."
Finding that things had taken au un
expected turn, I immediately took ad
vantago of tho new situation. Thorp
stood sponsor for me, and his emphatic
assurauccof my unproacher-llke charac
ter and proper disregard of tho value of
money put the Bar In a good humor; sol
explained my business, and hoped to de
servo well of the boys. Aud 1 won tho
frlendslp of these people; not by pan
dering to their tastes or falling into
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their practices, but by minding my own-
business. Wlillo abstaining from rub
bing against their prejudices, and scru
pulously avoiding all interference witii
their pleasures, I sympathized with
them in ail thcirlittlu troubles, aud they
respecteu me. t he nar, by nay, tiui not
seem to be a very bad or boisterous
place; in working hours it indulged in
a feverish rest But it was by night
that it shone in full glory of its appro- j
priate name. Then it was that tho vam-
EI res that sucked the blood of honest la
or camo forth. Short-card men, poker
sharps, monte-dealers, faro-dealers, and
others of the fratoruity, sneaked out to
Eray on tho earnings of the day, and the
iar ran riot. It was then that great
strong fellows, who were wearing out
their lives in a dally conflict with na
turetearing open tho mountains and
wrestling with the streams that others
might wear the gold they won, would
gather round tho gaming-tables, to "try
their luck" and this thing called"luck"
in the early days was a strange thing.
Existingon thcsupcrstitlon that is found
in tho composition of every man, in a
greater or less degree, it was a phautom
that haunted all classes, and entered
fcto all human calculations. Luck
shamed reason and set at naught all
mathematical certainties, and forget
ting that a man's luck was much or his
own making, it was followed with a per
slsteut fatality that led the feet of too
many into bad and dangerous places. It
was the scapegoat for all sins and short
comings. It was tht! rock upon which
were built the golden castles of the hope
ful future; the shifting sand that carried
away with it tho uufruitful and disas
trous past; the harvest whose sheaves of
promise often yielded only bitterness
and disappointment In these tilts with
fortune the Bar drank deep. If it was
dry by day, it was unquenchable by
night If fuck was with the boys, they
drank, and dallied with It; If against
them, they drank still deeper, aud cursed
It
Altogether, the Bar was a wild aud
abandoned blace;. but attrition with
these people taught me that there are
solvents ror even crystallized wicKeu
nes8 that there is no cloud so dark as to
be without a single streak of silver, no
nature so rugged as to be Impenetrable,
or oej'ona tne reacu oi Humanizing m
Alienees.
i nau ueen uomesucaieu in my new
home about a month, when a circum
stance took place which seemed to
change entirely the wholo routine of
Hell-Roaring. There was an arrival
one morning, and the Bar throbbed
with a new sensation; a quiet, u nassuin
Ing lady a Mrs. Hampton and her
little daughter, who sought rest and
health in the mountains. Mrs. Hamp
ton was widowed, but no one inquired
into her history. She was welcomed as
a new and strance element aruomr so
much wild, reckless life, that brought
back memories of mother, or sister, or
sweetheart far away, and tho Bar was
pleased. The boys christened the little
daughter "Daisy," and sho was well
named. From this dav a marked
change took place Everyone desired to
be well thought of by the new-comers;
dress became an oliiwt of snlicWmlnr
drunken yells rending tho quiet night
ere jess irequeni; spirit oi ovit seemed
to be duelled, and the Rar
good behavior.
Little Daisy was everywhere as a min
istering angel. If there was a sick-bed
in camp, Daisy was beside It with the
little luxuries that tbr land nf irnninn
only known how to prepare. If a poor
fellow was about to "pan out" his few
last sands of life, Daisy was there, to
wet the parched lips, to till the poor,
neglected heart with hope, or to write
me iasi message to lovcu oue3 over and
beyond the plains. Quiet aud unobtrus
ive Daisy moved about in her ministra
tions. As she passed the saloon on her
errands of mercy her brown hair neatly
folded over the pale forehead, her little
basket of "goodies" on her arm, and a
word aud a smile for every one oaths
half uttered would be choked back, aud
rough and brutal jests shrunk unspoken, j
as if ashamed in her presence. Even
Oregon Sis to whom a blush was a
stranger would hang her head silently
when Daisy was near, and her eyes
would swell perhaps, poor thing! with
looking back to the old days among the
apple-blossoms, when she, too, was pure
aud Innocent at least, I thought so.
Somehow, the Bar was uot so dry as
formerly; aud Joe Miles, its rullngspirlt,
neglected his business, and said ho was
sick of whisky-selling. He laid aside a
six-shooter, that, reitorts said, had served
him only too well ou more than one
occasion, witii the remark "that the Bar
was so imiet now, it wan't no use to
carry it" Joe was very particular now
as to his personal appearance, dressing
In the once despised "store clothes," and
took to solitary rambling about the
neighborhood. It was noticed If Daisy
had occasion to pass along the dangerous
trail through the canon, Joe was there
with ills strong hand to guide her. If
she crossed the foot-log over .the turbu
lent stream, a sturdy arm wasgeuemlly
there to support her, and more than
once Joe-was found in earnest conversa
tion with her, or reading the books with
which. she supplied him. Joe finally
sold out the valonu, and invested in a
milling claim, which he was industri
ously working when I clocd out my
business and left the neighborhood.
i visiteu the ifar once again. Down
the wild Sierra, by the hamc tortuous
and rugged trail that I had traversed
nearly two years before; winding among
the same lonely pines, rich In fragrance
aud standing like sentinels in the moun
tain passes; through the same groves of
laurel and manzauito, glistening like
waves of emerald aud silver in tho noon
day sun, full-blossomed and wondrous
in their beauty, I approached the Bar.
Tho place seenied changed. A few little
white cottages jeeped out from among
tho ricli oak foliage, spots of ground
were under cultivation, and the hand of
industry had been busy. " The clan-
boarded saloon stood in the same old
place just as I first had seen it, but its
dilapidated condition showed that the
Institution was poorly patronized. A
crowd had gathered near it not such a
crowd as in olden time, but a sober
and quiet oue. J-..veryone looked anx
ious to tell me something, but no one
spoke till I found my old frieud Thorp.
Taking my hand kindly, he led me
aside, and for a moment was silent
"Well, Cap," he said earnestly, "things
Is rough on tlieBar; they ain't like they
was when you. left She's gone that's
Daisy and things ain't gono right for
some o' the boys ever since. Yes, Cap,
it is mighty rough!"
I asked where Daisy had removed to.
"O, no, Cap, you don't understand.
Tho old woman, she went back to Sac
ramentobroken-hearted, they said; but
Daisy, she's gone; called for, taken up
among the stars where she belonged.
We miss Daisy, Cap. Sho got round
some o' the boys, and sho made them
promise to knock oil" their grog; I hain't
touched it since, and I've saved a little.
If she'd only stayed, this thing wouldn't
'a' happened." "You see, Cap," lie con
tinued, "here s how it wasi One o' the
boys got badly hurt in his drift across
the creek, aud one morniugDalsv started
over to take him somcthin', and it was
a-runnin' bank full, and tho log was
slippery, and well, we found Daisy a
mile below, with her brown hair all
tangled among the willows, and her
blue eyes kind o' pleading for help: aud
wo brought her back poor thing!
There wasn't a single drink taken on tbe
Bar that day, Cap; itseeuied to go agin'
the boys. And Oregon Sis her that wo
all thought so bad she combed out tho
tangled hair, and she knelt down and
kissed Daisy, and went two miles a-foot
up the meadows aud got flowers and put
them in the little blue bauds, and
that's where we laid her, Cap up there,
where you see them with pickets."
Forsomo time the poor fellow could
say no-more, but sat with his face buried
in his hands.
"And Joe?" I asked.
"Hush," he said, pointing to the sa
loon, "Joe's in there; his sand's about
panned down shot, night aforo last, in
a row. Joe's a-passin' in his' checks,
sure! You See Joo went to the bad.
He sat by the old fool-log, melancholy
like, and wandered up aud down the
creek, and no oue could do anything
with him, aud he took to drink agaiu;
and the cussed temper came back, and
lie got to quarrlclu' with everybody.
Night aforo last, hgot in a row with
Portegce John, in a poker game; they
both drawed, but John was too quick
for him, and Joe's bad hurt Tho doc
tor says ho alu't got no liviu' show.
Maybe you would like to see him, Cap."
Wo wont together into the room where
tho wounded man lay. The broken win
dows were darkened with blankets, and
on a rough pallet we found the poor fel
low, breathing heavily, and two of the
boys fanning him tenderly as a mother
would have done. The ashy face and
heavy drops of sweat that gathered on
the forehead, told the unspeakable agony
of the sufl'erer, and showed that, sure
enough, Joe's saud was nearly run out,
and he beyond all human ieechcraft
We had not meant to disturb him, but
his ear, quickened by pain, caught onr
stealthy footsteps, and, turning -round,
lie recognized me.
"O," Cap," he said, ''you have come
at last I knew she would seud.somc one
to talk to me, as she used to to tell me
about that blessed land where Christ
lives Him that she Just made me under-
stand a little, wheu she left us. And
pray for me. Cap. and ask Daisy to for
give me for letting the devil come back,
and for forgettln all that she taucht
me. She told me. if I would onlv be
lieve all she said, that I would" tro'to a
glorious land that was way beyond the
stare. She's gone there, Cap, aud I be
lieve every word of Itnow. Oh, can yon
pray? alio taught me, but I've most
lorgot how."
If ever I felt like pravintr. it was then.
If ever I felt able to ask forgiveness for
a poor, wayward, shattered soul, trem
bling on the brink of the Unknown,
about to be weighed In the balance of
the Eternal, it was at that moment
Soon there was silence unbroken, save
oy a iew smotnercu sods among the by
standers; but a quiet, peaceful light
rested on poor Joe's face. "Come close,"
he said in a low tone; "I feel better,
now; I know that I am goiu' to where
she is, and somehow I don't feel so
much pain. Tell the boys to lay me be
side her; there's room enough, aud then
I can find the way to whercshe Is. And,
Cap," he whispered as he reached his
hand under the pillow and drew out two
pictures, "put these on my heart, they
belong there; poor old mother and
her the only two who ever knew how
to reach it Write to mother iiow it
was, and that if I did forget her, I never
will again. When I'm gone whisper to
Daisy that I believed it all, every word
of It; that I found the road at last, aud
am comln'. Yes, Cap, I'm goiiv' to
Da "
Poor Joe! the blessed seed of light
sown by the, little Daisy had taken root
at lost, aud an unruly and turbulent
spirit was at rest forever and forever
more. Overland Monthly for December.
The Babjs Bed.
The baby should never be allowed to
sleep in the bod" between the parents.
Several good objections must occur to
eycry oue. I need name but one. It
must when thus placed, constantly en-
hale the poisonous emanations from the
bodies of tho two adults. It should
sleep in a crib by the side of Its mother's
bed. ilie best bed for all seasons of the
year is one of oat-straw. The straw
should be changed and the tick washed
as often as once in two weeks. This
gives little trouble, and Involves little
or no expense, while the perfect cleanli-
ness and swr- - contribute uot a lit-
tie to tho .lealtli. During the
cold season u olen blanket should be
spread over the straw bed to Increase the
warmth. or covering of the little
sloeper woolen blankets should be used.
and all these blankets should be fro-
(iiiently washed.
Does he kick ofT the bed-clothes?
Then fasten them to the sides of the crib
with tapes or little knobsf The little
chap may then kick ever so obstinately;
he can't uncover himself.
The pillows should be straw! I forgot
to speak of this in connection with the
bed. The proximate, if not the original
cause of a large proportion of deaths
among American babies is some malady
of the brain. Wheti we suppose tho i
iii-uiu iu icsuii. iruui turciuery or euoi- .ur. JlCtJormiCK in one of the most
craiiifantum.theimmediatccauseof the liquid black eyes, you ever saw and
death is an allection or the brain super- with the pa. n lie fainted. Tho desert
veningupcm the bowel disease. The alkali, glistening in the burning sun, so
heads of American babies are, for the irritated fie orb in the part of the lour
most part, little furnaces! What mis- ney remaining, that a long and danger-
tninK oi tno number oi iicams amoiic i
these precious little ones which I have j
myself seen, where I had no doubt that
cool straw pillows would have saved
them.
The hair pillow is inferior to straw,
because it cannot, like straw, bo made
perfectly clean and fresh bv freouent
change. Do not fail to keep their little !
7. ..7. 7 7 - r . - . fit. I
At His Old Tricks. An American
lady was recently shown through New
gate. Ou coming to the alley in which
executed criminals are buried, the lady
who is a good Quaker shuddered at that
and tho warden said:
"You will notice here that ours is a
great improvement over the American
plan. In America they give the bodies
of executed criminals to their friends,
who, as likely as not, make a hero of
him, and bury him with pomp. But
these scoundrels dread being buried
away in this alley, almost a3 much as
they dread the gallows. This is a chier
part of their punishment"
The lady having suggested that exe
cution was quite enough, tho wanlen re
plied: "Not a bit of it. I was showing
our place the other day to a remarkably
intelligent American who aihnired our
arrangements exceedingly, only he
thought wo were to lenient That gen
tleman said that the great mistake in
America was leniency. 'Would you be
lieve It,' said lie, 'we caught a rascal in
America the other day, whom we ought
immediately to have burned, and we
hung him. But we arc coming to our
senses,. and we aro nowmakingarrange
ments to burn certain men for whom the
gallows is too good.'"
"Win tuce be good cnougu to tell me
ce. tlcman
Si. fwK2 !
tne name or the American get
who made the remark to thee?" asked
the Quakeress.
"Ah ! yes," said the warder, reflect
ively; "let me see it was a Mr. Marie
Twain "
The lady gave a smile of relief and
went off.
Two of the best conundrums we have
ever heard wero perpetrated the other
day in a social circle of gentlemen, oue
of whom had a very bald head. One
geutlemau asked:
mPS, l, lr- ' hcm like
Alaska?" All gave it up.
"Because it is a great white bear
place." Hardly had tho laugh subsided
when another asked.-
" Why Is his head like heaven ?"
This was worse t get at thau tlie
other, and tho answer came:
thoreJ"aUS" tUere b n0 (,y,nff or Pat'l"S
A Journnl for the Teople.
levote! to the Interests or Humanity.
InUflpenVint In rolitlc.i and Religion.
Mlve to all Uvo Issues, and Thoroughly
Radical In opposing and F.ipo'tnr the Wroaz
ol tho Ma.
Correspond nti miiin iinf,mnll,i.in..
tures must n.afce known their names to th
tdltor.or no attention will be elven to their
communications.
Tight Jesse's.
r i1 i),,,oulu die wuv 1 nm 80 weak
7f?a l,r old m'seU UP w"en I loosen or
taKe oil biv pnraoto ii .o i,i
nniiV?man to U3- So JOB think you
could Jmnrovn imnn n.f t
structing the trunk of the body? He
curiously adjusted and balanced tho
machinery of life inside of a framework
or bones-somo of them firm, others
flexible all clothed with flesh contain
ing veins, arteries aud nerves. Even
the coverinp vi mil thn ot-tr. t
, - " - mm jo uum
delicate and beautiful in its structure
uian satin orsiik. JJut God's wisdom
is nothing to you! Oh, no! you know
uesi, 01 course: anu tnererore attempt to
improve upon His. plan ty putting ribs
of bone and steel on tbe outsido of tliis
delicate nefwbrk of. pulsing veitw,
throbbing arteries and flashing nerves.
Do you not remember how the Cliineso
woman" swathes, and wraps, and binds
up tho feet of her daughter until she Is
comparatively crippled, and, in our eyes,
painfully deformed?
Systematic compression of the foot or
arm will not destroy life, but cripples
the arm or foot. The vital functions of
life are carried ou in the trunk of tho
body. Tho lunzs, liver, heart and
stomach are vital organ. When their
vigor is impaired wc are sick or ailing;
when the functions of one or more of
these organs cease, we die. Comnression
of these is destructive of life, just in the "
ratio that it impairs the vigor of theao
vuai organs.
You do not breathe naturally in a
corset or tight waist In natural res
piration the diaphragm contracts at
every inspiration, and forces the liver,
stomach and bowels downward and out
wardthis outward motion, and the
vigor and tone it gives to outside mus
cles, you have, In a large degree, for
years prevented; hence, whon released
from steel ribs, your stomach feels weak.
At each expiration, or outward breath,
tho diaphragm relaxes, and the abdom
inal muscles contract, forcing thesa
organs back to their former position;
thus keeping these vital organs in con
stant and perpetual motion. This, dear,
little, thoughtless woman, is the reason
you arc weak. This is the way and why
you have torpid liver and sallow skin.
This is the reason you are debilitated,
and don't know what to do with your
self. Motion and room to breathe in aro
, gradually compressed the size of your
I waist, aud pressed these vital organs
, back, until they arc weak and flaccid
, torpid. You are only a burlesque on a
, healthy woman, who runs over with
. energy, and cheerfulness, and health.
icepent pro ve yourself by your works
I burn tin vnfir rnris
make short, loose fitting waists, hlch In
Uf lirm drilling
the neck, short on the shoulder, with
long sleeves. Place a large button every
three inches arouud the bottom of the
! waist, aud hang every skirt and pair of
I drawers to tills waist. Do not alrow
j anything to lie tight enough to make a
crease, or print in the flesh. You will
very soon regain vigor aud Lloora
'Journnl of Health.
The Man Who Makries Senvtor
Turitjr.'-N's Daou'iiter. There is Dick
, MeOn
j man, the Senator's daughter, U to marrr
this wint just turned forty-one, fresh
in the fi..., straight of figure, gentle
aud winning in his address. He is yet
able to get very two years the suffrages
of therour miners among the Apaches,
who make '.ie sine qua non that he shall
travel two Ciousaud miles by stage an
nually to et them see him. A few
years ago, i he was returning in this
way across ..ie desert, the stage driver,
drawing his long whip-lash suddenly
back to reach tho leading horses, struck
ivps whlnh inn'.-.i t i,,.i.....i -:.
ship bore a slight resemblance tn thn
itignt f.ye or the Commander's in Bret
iiarie s story oi mat name. At this
period Richard foreign traveler, editor,
Washington corrcspondefi't found favor
in a pair of good eyes as bright as hla
own, and wc shall soon have a contra
diction of the adage that marriages are
not made in Washington.
Invention is not entirely confined to
theChinese. ABrookfield lady has had
a goose pleasantly engaged on several
eggs. It is a well established tradition
that a gonso will not rcmaiu contented
on a nest unless there is a gander In
sight. It is a beautiful illustration of
the confiding and lovabie dependence of
the sex. About the time the setting was
half over, the gauder in this case died.
Here was a dilemma. Tho eggs wero
not far enough gone to make good gos
Iiugs, and yet rather too far to make
palatable omelettes. She was not able
to borrow a gander, and so she resorted
to artillce. She took a looking-glass
and placed It in front of the nest so the
goose was able to see Its own reflection,
aud being nothing but a goose, the sit
ting continued, and in course of time
eight fatherless goslings mournfully en
tered Brookfleld. This is not a subtile
argument In favor of woman's rights,
but a slmplo statement of au honest
fact. Danbury Xewg.
Tho sleeping woman of Tennesse,
sometimes known as the "Sleeping
Beauty," recently died-at the age. of
thirty-one. It is alleged that for twen-ty-rour
years sho has slept most of the
time, wakincr, however, frennpntiir .i
ma,?h,P a ffw "loute'just
?ftc.r ftng .asleep sho always seemed
to uo convutseu with pain, but when
awako talked pleasantly and Intelli
gently. Her case has excited great in
terest, and given rise to much investi
gation nnd discussion among scientific
mf,?, Some Physicians believe that the
aillictlou was merely a feigned one. It
i. 1 tllQ commencement 0f tu
difficulty was a scries of chills; but
whether the subsequent sleeping state
was caused by tho chills or by tbe med
icine she took at that time, is adisputed
point. '
"My dearest uncle," says a humorom
writer, "was the moat polite man in the
world. He was making a voyage on
tho Danube and the boat sunk. My
uncle was ou tho point of drowning.
He got his. head above the water for
nr.,. i l. u- ui,. i,.f ant! Nllll. VLaalCS
twine, iwauu -- - '
and centlemon. will you please excuse
i me?' and down ho went'