Willamette farmer. (Salem, Or.) 1869-1887, November 02, 1883, Page 2, Image 2

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    WILLAMETTE FARMER: SALEM, Oil EG ON, hOVKMP.RU
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Tac ROSE.
Wry close to doth he lay,
The keen eyes were w axing lim,
And ho heard the whisperers nay:
"Time prows very short for him,"
And the far-fumed healrr knew,
Ko hand trut waning light could trim.
Thero was nothing left to do;
Yet, a want nai in Ins nyco ;
I.ovo has instincts quick and true.
One wholovod him saw it rise,
That l.st yearning forth she went,
Cilmin Eolomn sj mpnthif h.
O'er the red rose hed she bent,
The rose that she loved the hest,
For their charm of hue and scent.
Sho ohose the fairest from the rest,
I'lucked it vury tenderly,
Laid it on the sick man's brcnai.
The deft hand hung uselessly ;
The voice woul I never speak again,
But she read the grateful eyes.
And knew her guess was not in vain;
Fur a moment sitisu'ed
Was the look; then slowly, pain,
Ilafllcil longing, human pride,
Thoughts of sweot lost nopoful yeirs,
Bent with power that struggling died;
Mocking doubts, and lurking fears.
In the laboring bosom woke,
And the sudden rush of tears
As the silent spirit spoke,
Drowning all the piling face,
In a passionate torrent broke.
There was a silenco In the place,
Quiet lay the uncotiscioua flower,
And God took him to hia grace,
Our (Jod who reads the dying hour.
All the Year Round.
Dave's Wife.
1
"SefDavu hiih brought his wife homo?"
Doncon Sonuirn cut n Inrge chip from
tho ntirk ho lnul been whittling down to
a vory fino point as lie niiHwoml Deacon
Bradlaw'H query by tho one monosylnblc,
"Yo-n-iiH."
"Clot home hiHt night, I hear."
"Ye-n-n-V a,1(' tho ctick wan coming
down lo u Miry fino point now, so nas'idu
uualy nan tho dojcon devoting all hia
energies to it.
Deacon Uracil iw waited a moment
with an oxpoutunt air ; then lie clasped'
ono knee with both linndH, ami leaned
forward toward Ids neighbor.
"Well, what do you think of your
boy'H choice?'' Im atiked. "What sort of
a woman (Ioch shu semu to hot"
Deacon Soiiiern wiih silent for a mo
ment. Whirling thu whittled stick
around and around, ho squinted at it,
with one 030 flood, to see if it twin ier-
loctly (symmetrical. (Do.icon Somen,
"had a very luiitlu-iuiitiriil eye, and ho
liked to ha(H!erytlung "plumb," as ho
exprcHfd it. Ho had bei'ii known to
riso from bin knees at a iifighhor'HhoiihO
in prayer mieting time ami go across
the room and str.iighteu 11 tiic'tiuo which
offended bin ejo by hinging 'askew.")
Haungcouwiiffd liini.-clf thill the Mick
w.w round, tho deaeoii tilted luck
agauiHt the side of the couutiy stoio
ishcro he and his c'imimiiioii weio sitting
and began picking his teeth with the
.foresaid f-tiek, as be aiiHucrcd De.icon
-UnidluwV iiuestiou by another and
eemingly inelevant one.
"Do jou remember Dnvn'tt hens triulo?"
"No," aimweied tho de.icon, surprised
at tho sudden tin 11 in the tonversatiou,
I can't nay's 1 do."
"Wn'ld, jtwt after ho como homo from
college, two yrnrh ago, ho gt dieadfully
aot against the old bay 1111110 that I
drove. IM hud her for years, nod she
wan a atcady-going nniiul. We Inula
fotir-ytnir-eilil colt, too, that 1 droo with
hnr, Wh-hI, Dave he thought it was a
shame and a disgrace to time such au
ill-niiitohod spin. The ouug boss was
right up and oil', and tho buy mint) she
lagged behind alnuit bnlf a length. The
voting hon sm a short htcpjier. And
tbe bay nmro went ith a long, easy
lopo. They wasn't a nice-matched spoil,
I lii confess.
"Wa'al, Dao ho kept a-talkin' trade
to me till I giv' in. Ho said bo knew of
mighty nice match for tho wmug
fuww, and if 1 would leiwe it to bini he'd
piake it gixMl trade. So 1 left it to him,
and one day ho come driwn' homo in
grand stxle. Tho old mare was traded
off, and a dappled gray four-) oar old
was in hoi place. A pretty en attire to
look at, but 1 know, the minute 1 cot
evert onto hoi, tluit abe'il neer pull a
plow ibiiiugb the htubble ground.
"'If .'t oho a beauty, father!' Miitl
l)oo
"'Ye,' cays I; "but handsome is a
hundiiino iIik's applies to bo-ces us well
uh to folks, 1 reckon. What can this
W man1 do, Daet'
"Daves face w.m all aglow "Do"
Mis be. 'Why she can trot it mile in
two minutes and three iptorters, father,
uiul 1 only gio $7fi to hoot 'twi' her
and tho old inure,'
"Wu-iil. you mv, 1 was jut struck
dumb at that tbeio lxtj folly, but 1
knew 'twa'ut no use l bay o word then.
I just waited, mid it como out as 1 ex
jieoted. The dapi!c-gray iimtv took us
to chinch or to town in line tjlo
luisM-d even thing on th mud click a a
jiin. Hut she b.dked on tbo reaper, and
ivo out entirely on the plow. And I
3uu! to Inn anotlM r uialo for the hos
mtu.j!:t the napiiiisi mm1 Huml in I1!
vtibljV except h n wu put I er in .h
camngo."
IX-.uuii Homeix jmiiMtl, and his jjlanco
rested on Deacon HmdltiwV questioning,
puzlecl five.
"Well?" interrogated Deacon Ilnullaw.
"Wo'al," continued De.icon isomers
"Dno'b marri.igo ih off tho samo piece
as hiH bo-s trade. Pretty creoturo, and
cm outstrip all tho girls round here in
plavin' and singin' and paintin' and
drcfin', but when it comes UMWi-liin'
ond bokin' and steady work why, we'll
liev to got somebody oKoto do tliat, and
Ut her sit in the porlor. Mother 'n' I
both wo that at a glanu;;" and the dea
con siulicd
"f see, I eoo," mtl'-ed Deacon Brad
hiw, sympathetically. "Too bad' too
bod' Dave knew her at college, I be
lieo'" "Yfh, they gr.iiltiated in the Kium
cl.iss She can ltd off ull the honors
and tlie pairs gae her a long puff
'bout her ellycution. l)oo'.s bead was
complelely turned, and be kept running
back arid forth to see her till I thought
the best thing for him to do was to
marry her and he done with it. ism
Sarah .bine Oraus would have suited
mother 'n' 1110 better. You know Doe
and she was pretty thick before he went
off to college."
"Slio's a powerful homely girl,
though," Deacon Hrodlow haid, "mid the
awkwordot critter 1 ever see stand in a
church choir and ting. .Scorn to bo all
elbows somehow."
"Ye-n-s ye-11-s; a gooil deal like the
boy mure Dae was so sot against
awkward, but stoady-goin' and useful
more for uu than show. Wa'al, wa'al, I
must bo coin' homo ; all the chores to
do, and Dove's hillin' and cooin'. Good
afternoon, deacon. Como over and see
us.
Whori Dave Seniors and bin bride
walkod up the church uislo the noxt
Sunday morning, over Parson Klliott's
congregation theio passed ttiat luclenn
ablo llutter which can only be compared
10 a broeo suddonly stirring the loaves
of a poplar groc. Ktery eyo was turned
upon tho handsome, strong-limbed young
man and tbo fair, delicate gill at his
side, who boro the curious glances of all
these strangers with quiet, well-bred
composure.
Alter service people lingered in tbe
aisle for on introduction, in the niauuer
of country ullage churches, where Sun
day is the day for quiet sociability and
the interchange of civilities. Anduftir
tho resixotiio friends of the family had
scattered to their several homes, Dove's
wife was the one universal tonic of dis
cussion oer the Sunday dinner.
"A mighty pretty girl," "A meo like a
rose," "Too'cute for anything," "Sty li-h
iih a fashion plate," "A regular little
daisy." were a few of tho comments
passed by tho young men of tho con
gregation. To thee rem irks the Indus
supplemented their ciitieal obseiv.itions
after the manner of women " Her taw
isn t piotty;" "Her mouth is toolirge;"
'Her face was Miwdeied I saw it,"
"Her hut was horr.d ;" "I don't like to
see to much agonv in a smill place."
Hut Sarah J.iue (lrnes said 'ftho is
lovely. I would gie the woild t bo as
nrctty as she is. No wo ldir D.ne loed
her." And she choked down a lump in
her throat us sho s.nd it.
All the neighboring people colic Ion
Dae's wife 1uiiiu;.Uh' next month, and,
with one 01 two exceptions, unreduced
the L'onveisntiou hy the ciue-tion, " ell,
how do jou like Sonioiille?" To the
monotony of this query Dnvi's wife
Minisl her replies as much as was pos
sible without fontiodicting her-elf. "
am quite delighted with the fertility of
m mind," she laughingly lcinarked to
I).ie at the expiration of the l'u-t mouth.
"To at least lifteeii people who hao
asked 1110 that one uuMiiied (iiustiou 1
hae invented nt least ten different
phr.isei in which to express nn witisfae
tion with Seinerville 1 h.r.e s.iid
'Very iniieh, thank ni:' '( 1 100 highly
pleased ;' Tar better than 1 . iteipted
even;' '1 lind it cry plea-n t, It bus
mode a very agreeable inq ion upon
1110 ;' and,oh,eei hoiiciiij 11 out changes
1 hae mug on that one idn. Divl"
and tbo young wife laughed merrily.
Hut under tho laugh Daxo eenied to
hear 11 minor strniii, 1 lir. f.ieo glow
grue.
"I fear I did wmug to bring you here,"
he said "1 fear jou are homesick al
leach, Madge."
"No, no; iiuIchI you are wrong, Paw
indeed I am happy here, ami like your
friends." Madge protested, with tender
etirnciitiifhs.
Hut astlio months went by it was plain
to nil eyes that Pine's wife was not
happy, that sho did not assimilate with
her "iiiroundings. She made no inti
mate fiiencUhips; she sat silent at the
sowing society, and would not take on
interest in the lit ighborhood gos-ip w liich
formed tbo main topic of conxvrsution
at these meetings. She would not take
a dabs at Sunday school, churning that
she was not titled lo explain the gosjul
to any unfolding inquiring mimt, as she
was not at all sure that she uudi rrtood
it herself.
"She's settiti' a bad example to all of
Somen ille," Deacon Hradlaw declared
'M gal, Ariuiuda's gitliu' iut .is fu
and piottd ii4 a young pe ic k aU ut her
Clothes; uethilt sluts lior now unless it
looks stjlish and citilivd. And 1 see
ther's 11 deal more extniMigamii 111
dress among all the wouien folk-. ince
Daw's wife came with her high heels
and her bustles aiulhertniumiii's. You
ought to lalsir with her, Hrother Seniors."
Hrother Somen siglusl "1 do lnKir
with her," ho said, "but the pisir thing
don't know what to do Her gu.iuban
--she was an orph in, jou know giu
her the little money she hud left aftei
her sehoohn', to buy her wtddiu' tixin'-..
She'd no idea what pliiu lolks hc wa
c omiir uiiioug. ni she got hcrouuii
aicordin' to the way shi'd bivn brought
up. lord! She's got things enough to
hut hor ten jnus, and all tiimimslto
kill, and all llttln her like a ibiuk's Kxit
lit the mud, and what em sho do but
wont 'em, now she g..t ec ' -ay
tl I iri'l tell he 1 . il "
tool I m J new lwottldii .
lle's been with us nigh ontoo jear now.
and hhe' never asked Dove for a cent's
wortli of -invtbing."
"Hut "hi" no worker: nnvbody can
"op that tid jou've lied to kecj a girl
half the tuno since -he's been with jou, '
Deacon Hiodhiw added 'oiuewhit net
tled that bis neighboi made anj- cxeu-es
for Doxc's wife, whoe fair face and line
clothes and quiet reeno had inspired
him with un angry rc-entment fiom the
first.
"Ye-o-s, ye-a-s, that's true," Deaeoii
Somers confessed. "She's no woiker.
hord ' the w ay she tried to make cheese ,
and the cookin' she did! Mother h.id to
throw the cheese curd into tbe pig's
swill, and the bread and coko followed it
More wnte from that experiment of
hers than we've hed in x-ears; and she
was flour from head to foot, and all of a
perspiration, and sick in bed from crx
nig over her failuir- into the bargain
Tho poor thing d d tiy her xeij" best
Hut it w. 11 like the d.ipplo mare trj-in'
to pull the plow she couldn't do it
wasn't built for it."
When Deacon Somers reached home
his brow was clouded. His good wife
sow it ond questioned him as to the
caute Ho shook his head.
"I'm tirmbled about church matter-,
mother," ho soid. ''The debt for that
new hteepleand altar, and all tho rest of
tho oxpen-es we've been to tho last two
years wenison me night an' day. Anil
Deacon Hradlaw, he's gettin' mad at
some of tho trustees, nnel he s.rys, he'll
never put another tlollur into the church
till they como forward anil head a paper
with fifty dollars apieco subscription. 1
know 'em all too well to think they'll
over do that, and Deacon Uradliw, he's a
icglar mule. So the iirt we know our
ehurch'll be in a stew that will send half
its members over to tho rival church
that's started up at Jonesxille, with 0110
o' them sen-ntion preachers that drnvvsa
crowd like a circus," and Deacon Somers
sighed.
"isn't there homctbing that can be
done to roi'-c tbe monej-?" asked Mother
Somers, anxiouslj-. "Can't wo get up
entertainments?"
"That's old, auel 'tain't stravvberi' sea
son," sighed the deacon "We couldn't
chaige inore'n iiftcen or twenty cents at
the door, and that wouldn't bring in
lib time and pliiveel the air through in
perfect time and tunc; jnd then the
luuio le-oitiiiled to enother round of
cheers, and the entire audience was con-xul-ccl
witbloughtei. Kveivthingwhicb
followed, grave or gay, pathetic or ab
surd, was met with nocN of approval, 01
the clapping of hands and the drum
tiling of feet. Sonierville had never
known .such an entertainment before.
The leccipts for tho evening proved to
be over forty dollars.
During the next three months Dove's
wife gox'O two more reading, tho pio
ceods of which paid half the church
debt, and this so encouraged tho mem
bers that old grudges and quarrels were
forgotten, ontl Deacon Hradlaw and the
elders made up the remaining half, and
Somerxilh' church was IreO from debt.
Yet Deacon Hradlaw was heard to sax
that xvhile be was glad and grateful for
oil that Dave's wife had done, he did not
in his heart approve of turning the
hou-o tif (cod into a theater. "S e pei
fonned exactly like them women wbo-e
pietuies aie "in tho store windois in
town," he said, "a-makin' everybody
laugh or cij with their monkej'-shmcs.
1 don't think it a proper way to go on in
tin- bou-c of God. Xex-er would luxe
'dven inv con-ent to it of I'd known
what soil of an entertainment it was to
be."
"Dave's wife ever been a actii't?" he
uked Deacon Somers when they next
mot.
"Actro-s? No. What put that into
j-our head?" answered Deacon Somers
with some spirit.
"Oh, notion', notlnn', only her readin's
seenieel a poxverful sight like a theater I
wont to once. Didn't know but she'd
been on the stage ; it's gettin' fashi'nable
nowadaj-. Anyway, she's missed her
callin'. Wait a minute, neighbor ; don't
hurry off so. I want to talk church
matters."
"Can't," responded Deacon Somers,
whipping up his hoise. "Dave's wife is
sick in lied, and I come to the store to
jrit a few things for her bitters, and
some nourishin' things to eat. She's
sort o' run down with the exertion she
made in them readin's. She used 10 be
just drippin' with perspiration when she
got home."
Dax-es wile was ailing lor inoiuns, un-
much for one entertainment, unci no- able to do more than sit in her room and
boelv would turn out ton second. There ! paint an hour or two each daj The
clou'l seem to be no ingenuity among
tlie young folks here 'bout gettin' up
onj'thing entertainin'. Our strowberrj
fetivol was just a dead foilurc bnroly
paid I'.xpenses.
Diivi 's wife, sittiug with her jmlo foce,
which hid grown xorj' thin and wan of
late, bent over a bit of sewing, suddenly
lexiked up. Her listless expression gaxo
place to one of animated intorest.
'Father Somers," sho began, timidly,
"do you suppose do you think I could
get up 11 reading''''
"A what''" ond Deacon Somers turned
11 surpri-ed and puzzled face upon his
doughter-in-low. It was o new for her
to ht.ti.ij' anj interest in anj thing.
"A reading You know I took tho
prize for elocution when I graduated. I
know ever so many things 1 could recite,
and it might draw a crowd just from its
being something new. We could charge
twentv-tive cents admission, and it would
give the impression of something good
at least After they had heard me once
Ibej could decide foi them-elves if I 0111
xvorth hearing again."
D 11c 111 S liners looked up-n the g'o v
ing taee aim animateu mein 01 Haves
wife with increasing wonder Was this
the li-tless girl ho had seen a f w mo
ments bofoie?
"Ton nij soul," he ej iculattsl, '! don't
know but it might draw a ciowd, ju-t
fiom curiosity. Kxerj body would goto
see Daves wife. Not that 1 hevmuehof
a opinion of reailiu's, never lieaid anj'
but onee, and then I went to slivp. Hut
it might draw, seem Us you,
ti x" it if you want to"
Dave's wife did try it It was an
nounced before service Sunday morning
that Mrs. David Somers would givo a
reading in the church edifice 011 Thuis
claj' evening. Admission twenty-five
cents, l'livccds to lie applied toward the
cliuich debt
Again thero was a breezy stir in the
congregation, nnd scores ot eyes were
tinned upon Dave's wife, who t-nt in her
house was filled with her paintings.
They ornamented brackets, and stood in
corners, and peejied from the folds of
fans, nnd smiled irom Wave's cinna
coffee cud.
One day Dave propood to his wife
that sho should go to her old home
the homo of her guaidian and make a
xiit.
"We'vo been married fifteen months
now," he said, nnd you've never been
away. I think a change xvill do you
good. You seem to ho running down
overyelny"
Poor Dave! Ho had come to reilue
that his marriage wns 11 great mistake'.
To ho suie he loved Mnclge yet, tint the
ronianeo of his jouthful attachment
hud all p ls-ed aw ay in the dull, common
place routine of his domestic life, where
Madge bud proved such an inoflioiont
helnmec t.
He had been blindly in love with his
divinity , e'.Ued with tho fn t th.it he
hul won her avvaj" fiom two or time
o'her siutois Madge was a brilliant
scholar and a belle, and with the blind
faith of j'otmglove. Dave had believed
that she woulel excel in domestic duties
as in intellectual puisiut. Her igno
minious fnilure, her utter usde-mess,
and his mothers constant and indispui
ablo reference to her inelliciencj- about
the fai m-vvMik, had presented her to his
ejes in a new light. Tho brilliant girl
who was the pride of tho college, nnd
the helpless, thiittlos wife, whose hus
band was regarded with pity bv n synino-
Y011 con thetio neighboihood, were two distinct
liidiviilurtls. as- were also the joung elo
cutionist curving off the honors of her
class, nnd tho tired, tearful woman weep
ing oxer her soggy bread and melted
butter,
Tho success in her readings hod re
x'ivtd his old pride in her for a time.
Hut her consequent illness nnd listless
ne'ss had cli'couiiigeil him.
Mrs. Somers sow the e-xpresu package,
and inquired what it was. Dave told
silent white composure, with her eiark 1 her, lemarking ot tho same time that he
eves lifted to the face of the el rgyman. did not know what use sho intended to
Hut Sarah Jane Oraves could not help I make of them,
noticing, as ho had not before, tho "Maj be she's going to give 'em awny
marked change in tho j-ouug wife's faco'to those who will appreciate Vm," sug
since the day shy entered that church a gested his mother. "I'm suro wo'vo no
bride. room for such rubbish. Hut her time's
How she is fading! 1 wonder if sho , no more'n a tvttiu' bun's, and sho might
is unli'ippy'' sho thought
Thiirsdiiv night cione fair ond clear.
As Deacon Somers hud predictcs.1, the
annouticcnient that Uoves wife was to
given leading had drawn a huti-e; the
ns well spend it in that way as any other.
She can t do uothin that umounU. to
anything "
"I think her readings amounted to a
gootl dial," Davo responded, glad unit
, . "... . ... it ...1.1 ...1. .1 :...:. .,. -
etiuron was literally packed, invos "" "cu "pciiR muuunuimeiy 01
wife ro-o before her audience with no' his wife's usefulness.
words of npoVyv or introduction audi. "l)h, jo-, for that emorgencj'. Rut
begun the recitation of tle old, hack-1 ' stench, work that tells. Lor" pity you
neyed, jet oxer beautiful "Curfew shall - lather ef 1 couldn't do nothing but
not ring tonight." It xvns nc w to miist Sixe rending-! Wonder where j-our
of the ntidieneo.and certainly thomanner "u-als would euiiiufrom. Your marriage
ot itsdeliverv was new to thun Thev laud vour hor-e tnule were 'twit oil one
foigot thenselves. they foigot their sur-' 1'hve Dave. Your vufe jirotty in tho
Miiiidinvis; thev forgot "that it was Dove's I trior or on the llc)r n-aehu', nnd vour
vv to wh stood Wforo thun Tltev were ,ull,v lix,ks nice and drives nice in the
alone in tbe Mfiy tower, clinging with , huggv. Hut they can't work."
Weeding hiiml to the brazen tongue of I . DoveV wife cume home nt the epim
tho bell n it swung to and frvslnive the ''ou f il nionth, hxking freslur and
deaf ohl janitor's henil. When the rcci- feeling stronger, she said. And the did
tntion was finished two or three, of the 1 l,t bung her xiiiituigs.
audieiH'e found themselves on their fw;t. I Deacon .-omers came into Dive's room
How thev came there thev never knew, ' tbe night after her return to talk about
and they sit down wi'h a hiiue-fnmi a eortiun pacti of loud that was for sale,
expression f i 'vorutreel on' b the deacon's farm,
Sarih Jane (iioxe-. wu in teirs, and ami a tream of water wn aoross it.
one or two others vvqusl their ejcs fur ' "It will m worth a mint of money to
tivelj-. and then the ,i,l ( imrcli walls iiu he muI, -for I con turn that field
ringvv til 1 liter Sv .)on a (bey sub-, into a pa-lure nnd till nix- PteK.'k will
ieled Dove's wire anise, mid, with n Mid- water itself. Hut the man who's tellin'
elen change of expression and voice, wants Jf lot) down. He's goin' west, and
lHgan to givo ti neital of n KvenitH? iiittst have thm amount this week. 1
at thoCjututo's." It wu in the negio itm't mv the vmy cleir to kiy it, foi cx-
tbiilif I, nnd introduced one or two eiis.-s have t-'n a go l el.'ul of Inie,
Hatches, of song and vi tio ui-. T .the tabu' djo 'i-' udU ami hinsl help nnd
a!mihnunt of her iimli. tiee, p.w's all in .. o. ulinalion, and my midv
wife p;. kod up a violin at the tippixipn uioi.-. .. 1 1 u Dj xou thii k .
nnj boelv that'll be likely to lend us that
aiivmnt forthrco month', Dave?"'
Hut before Dnve could reply Paxe's
wife spoke.
"rather Soniors," she said, "1 can let
xou liaxo tbe money not in a loan, but
ii 11 gift. 1 liuvo been of so little u-ioto
you, and have mudo j-ou so much ex
pense, I shall be x-orj-, very happy if you
will let me do this for you " And rising
up, she came and laid n little silken
pure in Deacon femieis' hands
"lint illicit) did xou gt it, child "''
a-ked the wondering deacon, looking
from tho plethoric little pui-e to hei
f.iee, which hnd flushed a l'osj risk
'I sold my paintings" Duvo's wife
an-weied "A geiitlemnn hapiiened to
ee a little thing I painted, ami he snid
he knew whero I could dispo-o of any
quantity of such work. And, sure
enough, I sold everyone of tho-e thing'
1 pointed when I wns sick for good
price- And 1 drcoiati d some plates foi
a. lad . who paid mo xvell for it. So I
hqu rlToin that purse, which you are
jiioie tlian welcome to."
Deacon Somers lemoved his spectacles
and mopped them with his silk hand
kerchief. "I can't do it, my child," ho
snid; "it wouldn't be right. You must
keep your own monej'."
"Hut I have nouso for il," cried Dove's
xvife. "I intended to spend it nil in
Christmas gifts for the funiily, but this
is better. I lucre oxeiything I nied.
All I ask ordesire is to be of some use
and to hnve j'ou all love me,'' sho added
softly.
"A hundred and sevenly-hvo dollars
for that trash ! Well, tho world is full of
fools' Mrs. Somers ejneulnted when sho
wns told of what had occuned. Hut
she looked at Dax-e's wife with an ex
pression of surprised intei est after that.
as it was just downing upon her that
one might be of use in the world who
could neither cook nor make cheese.
Deacon Somers' farm wasted of a
fine stone qunrry, and he was very busily
at work every spore moment quarrying
stone for the foundation of a new barn
he was to build. One dnj- Davo drove
to town, ten miles distuut, with a lond of
grain for maiket. It xvas September,
and the market had risen during the last
few days. All the neighboring farmers
had turned out and hurried their giain
nvvaj'. Deacon Somers lemained homo
quorrving stone. Mrs. Somers rang tho
great bell at noon time, but he did not
como. Then she kicw alarmed.
'Some one must no up to tho emarrv
and see if anj thing bos happonod," she
said. And Dove's wife was off like a
young deer before the wo; ds were out of
nor mouth.
It did not seem tlneo minutes beforo
she stood at the door again, xyith white
lips, her elnrk ejes largo with flight,
"t'other is wedged in under a gieat
bouldor," he said. "You and the girl
must go to him. Take the camphor
and ammonia; it may sustiin his
etiength until 1 can bring iel'ef. I am
going to lido the chippie more to the vil-
lugo and louse tho whole neighborhood."
"Wo haxo no s.idclle," gasped Mrs.
Somer.s; "and the ninie will brenk your
neck."
"I can ride anything," Dave's wife
ousweicel, as she sped nvvuy. "It was
taught 1110 with other useless accomplishment-."
A moment later she bhot by the door
and clown the road tow mil the village.
She had bridled the maio and buckled
on 11 blanket and surcingle. Sho sat like
u joung Indian princes, her face white,
her eves large and dark, looking stinight
ahead and urging the mnie to her high
est silted, raster, faster she wont, until
the woods nnd fields seemed ilj-ing pic
tures shooting through tho air. Half
way to the village, which wns more than
two miles distant, she mot Tom Hurgus,
the blacksmith. She reined up the mare
so suddenly she almost sot her down on
her haunches.
"Deacon Somers has fallen under a
boulder in his qiurij ," she cried. ' Go
to him quick' Dave is away!" Then
she rode on.
At the village she roused half a dozen
men. and to the trongeet and most
muscular sho nid: "Take this more nnd
put tier to her highest speed. Tom
Hurgus i already theie, You two can
lift the boulder, poihap. I will ride
bock with Dr. Kvans."
The man mounted the mure nnd was
oil like a great binl swooping elo-o to
tho earth. He swept away ond out of
Mglll.
When Dr. Kvan reined his recking
horse (It tho Oliurrv. Trim llonrnj ami
Jack Smith, who hud ridden the nuro
flOIll tho villain, were immini' 1111 Miu
boulder with iron bars, while .Mrs. Som
ers nun her help were trjjng to remove
the deacon's inanimate form. Tho eloe
tor and Dave's wife sprang to their assist
ance. In another moment he was free
from his erilous situation, and Dr.
Kxiuis was applying restoratives. "He
will live," he snid; 'but in five minutes
more, if help hud not como, ho would
11 nw utfii a iieau man. it is veij for
tunnto j-ou hud a swift horse in the
sLiI le and a ruler who could keep lmr
sent," and he glanced around at Daves
wifejust in time to see her fall in a limn
heap.
Deaeon Somers was quite restored to
his usual health in a few days "Duve'.s
wife nnd the dappled mure Mixed inv
life," he aid to Deacon Hradliw, wh'o
came to mil. "S0 the 1hj- didn't make
so hior 11 bargain either time, ntighbor,
as J once thought."
Tho deacon recover d rapidlv. and
just as rapidly Dove's wife lost sfiuicth
and Color, .-she foelei! Ui;ft their . evs
lue -onie trail pi ut, nnd nt last oi.o.'l.v
wiin n urea sigh, she .irirtod .up im i
the tirmt L'nkuov.n nnd with hoi w,i.
tho hud of another life, iWinwl m-x-.r'
to hli-som on eaitb. 1
fter they eamo home from tbe church
jnrd, where they bad left her to shvp.l
D ve found the il.iitfl.il .. ...... Li
er stall ; her halt, r -trap hd h . cm.- .1
iioiso about hot sU-nd. rtlm m. .si,0 v.-IlS
quite dead
er tbo low mcuiid where D4V .
wife" sleeps the mrrble mockery of a
tall monument smiles in ironj- at those
xvlio piutso to rend its fluttering inscrip
tion. It is so eiBv to praise tho dead I
And tho memorial window sacns.1 to her
ineinorj in Sonierville church a pro
position of Deacon Hindlnw's flashes
in crimson sliamo whilo suns rise and set.
And 11 sturdy furm-horso pulls tho
plow through Dave's stubble field, nnd
Sarah Jnne tfrivos the woik in his kitchen.
Kiln Wheeler in Harper's liazir.
TRUE
Temperance
Is not signing a pledge
or taking a solemn oath that
cannot be kept, because of
the non-removal of the cause
liquor. The way to make
a man temperate is to kill
the desire for those dreadful
artificial stimulants that car
ry so many bright intellects
to premature graves, and
desolation, strife and un
happiness into so many
families.
Itisafact! Brown's Iron
SlTTLRS, a true non-sdcohol-ic
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tbe drunkard, and by curing
the nervousness, weakness,
and general ill health result
ing from intemperance, da
more to promote temperance,
in tlie strictest sense then
any other means now known.
It is a well authenticated
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especially ' bitters are noth
ing but cheap whiskey vilely
concocted for use in local
option countries. Such 19
not the case with Bbown's
IronBitters. Itisamedi
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DR. JAY NWS
AGUE MIXTURE.
A CERTAIN AND EFFECTUAL REMEDY
FOR
Fever and Ague, Intermittent
and Remittent Fevers, Cc.
This 1I.U4 of iliK.ucj bo common in all part
of the World, anil cjiecially prevalent in ma
larious districts and vicinage of water-courses,
ro almost inrariably accompanied by moru or
lets derangemont of thn liver, nnd frequently
by a defectlvH action of tho digestive organs.
Ihe mero breaking of the Chill is but a stcji
tovtarde completing a radical cure; theTarioui
orgsns of the body, epeei.el!j tho stomach and
liter, raut be brought to a healthy and vigor
ous condition before a permanent euro can be
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Icpt in i itvr by Jr. Jujte in bis treatment of
thur i)bu.iahilt. The use if Jtync'ii Aj;u
Jlixltuu, tL conjunction tilth Jnyne'ii PnEBtivf
r.'lli.ns prrciiled in tho Diivliotii nhVU
ac-.-(.D!piJ each uott 1, wi . n-1 jn!j
BREAK UP THE CHILLS,
but rftore the jstcui. lacri' jmrtioularly th
luer and stotnsch, to a --oil ul romJition, and to
prerefct arrlopfeof Vetei j 1 rii8 by thor
oughly ERADICATING THE DISEASE,
and tl.r i4 t .ic. i- .if thlt U tho InrarisbU
succor rHih ,., n ,iy ft Hound th admin
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cenifiiati-J jiultliLcl iDiiniIly m lr. Jayne'i
A1uunr.v.inl thv uide ,, md ),oUi.rityof the
Asui" Ihtoru in ihow .M'triits uf tbe Onited
i-I-tet nlere tl 1 dUnuv., f, r Kh!ch It it
li i ' . i.-l jrr.'ijii
i'or -nln by HuV, IiAvin&Cn., AgeuU.
TIRED OUT.
The All creas
ing feeling 0
WR&rlnMlL AS?
exhaustion without effort, which make lUt
a Duruen to so many people, U due to tbs)
fact list the blood is poor, and the Titallty
consequently feeble. If you are fufferlof
from such feelings,
Ayer's Sarsaparilla
U Just what you need, and will do you lneakV
talable good. '
No other preparation to concentrate aast
eomblnes blcwd-purtfyuij, TtuUttug, enrlesV
Ins;, and lnrleoratlng qualltlea af A.TOB
HiasAPiBiLlji.
PttiPAnro bt
Dr.J.C.Ayer&Co..LowV; ,
koldbyaUrussUU; ll.slx bocu-i,