Oregon City enterprise. (Oregon City, Or.) 1871-188?, January 12, 1882, Image 3

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    I wu AttjK Kl4 vrhuu my round
"VI through Hundrldgo-by-
X-, i
member that,
rot It,
Ollgnr.
uu'ro unfit from 1110, 1'or-
y
it it, mill I ahull keep silence
it
no
ra.maiiy planus where
' Kond enough, who
vltmolil peddler, who
for e4?r ) many yours,
-,. frfn) uliilifroiy .llimiiKfilvu
lint somehow I Cited Uio
'mudiiilgo bent of till ' uiy jour-
i " ' a quoer littiu villuutej one strug
gling main street Wiling up front the
kolll. Willi tlin fUllKMUUlk H lltltH Dill)
litnlt npou another, m the olilT, until it
tile you wonder how you over got into
(limn ut nil.
It was surpriiing to find how ready
the Huudriilgo people wnra to buy my
gOuilii loo; 1 always took ft largo assort
Went thorn und rliiiKti tin) brightest color
t please the liilioinirU, who like to bo
Ktvlv (lii'MNoil when thiiy can, nuil don't
Ktiiilijn w I mt money they apnml on thorn
mIviik neither. Hut tlinru wan otio oot-
Ug hi Sundrlilgo where my gaudy waroa
full rather Itut, but 1 was ulwiiyi uro of
bright, miii ii y welcome, ami 1 usually
niudn uiy way thorn Ilmt of till.
It was h ahiepish walk iiii tho cliff to
Itoii Kydor'a cottage, and 1 wan ulway
glad w lieu I reached tho top and saw
Atiioa standing in tlio doorway laughing
nt my elTorta to struggle tin. Beautiful
Annuo lCylnr, she u culled, and riKhtly
itoittfli to my mind. Kim wasn't pretty,
liim many of the handridge RirU wiira;
aha too blii mill quint-looking for
rtir-i irtttiitnn; she wun jiiNt bountiful.
nl'V. mum nor le, unit ahe didn't
ne4 itay'clulho to show it off neither.
Folk ' called her irouii but she wa never
Jiroi; I to mo, but ii noil to laugh at ni
ud K I mo welcome, a though I had
baeti i king iiiHtn.l of two-ponny-ha'-JWtll
y lint). Hit.
)i 'inulit spring day I came to Hmi'l-
lidjj the uftruoon, and us I neurcd
M I ''' I Rtoiipiid to lliiink to n old
mi In of liiino, who wm brnakitiK
toui' i or tlm ri4iiln.
"Any now up yon?" I ftkfl, whon we
A 1'in.iKl lUe time oi il.r to ru otlmr.
"Saw'" he Kruutcd.wipinflt bin mouth
hth tlia bck of hm lisnd; "nw. yon
hyT Woll, tliorn'ii more Hewn tliuti I
Urn fur, mivliow," mid thon reiiumoil lim
kork.
't'omi'. Himin." I wild. UyluR down
hiy imrk. "you're put out bit. Vht'
... j
"Wlml no? lie rcpenloil he nlwuyii
i ii.l mii'li tk tirtmome wuy of doing tlmt,
idHiu IVnfold "woll, billot up
Vlot' tlmt?" I nuked.
Wliv. iuit thin: 'fher in't cot room
r tin' l iiiT Hint nro ouartiirod t I AY
Ui iliiiy'vn Imn.li'.l tiii'in on to uk, and
nmilinr with vif b'e or ty yer leuve,
kii alHlkn i;ri't nix fool feller, riuht in
o tor liotimi, with piuoe of pmr in hie
Jimid. ilmt hie billot, eye be, end
tlnTo he uteri u frve e yon ploiuw,
wln'tliDr toii wmit hint or not.
j I IuiikIuvI et Sitimny'e Rrlevinmne, end
reoliimLli-ritiri my peek priered to welk
on.
"(ioiiiK to lUa HyJer'e" eeked Km
with e purling gruut
' "Aye."
"Tiimi you won't B"t lodninge there,"
L Mid willi ecrim tuotiuu; "lio'i
ot billt t, Uo."
1 rtomehow 1 did not like the idee or
V'lugU eoblier buiiig querWred et llyder'e
fiiiiMi. thoiiL'h it wiw no bimint'tw of
I i. i-..it. .ii...
line. 11 UWU ihhiiu imkiiioi iikui
L lieu towarde hie mothorliwe girl, but
I r am it ain't any fanlt of bin
I Anvhow. I would wait bofore I en mo
loanf haiity eonolunion on the aubieot.
I'o the cliff J toilwl with my load, end
1m I nuareil tho ton Auiioo canto out to
(iipi't nin ii iiHiial, but whether it waa
luiicv or not 1 couldn't loll, her fauu
oiiind to look pulur and gravor than it
'lined to. Slui worn her ueiuil llnh girl'a
ilriH of coaree homnnpun, but etuok 10
! front of it waa a ornmn colored roue.
tliinir I tit-ver eaw Aiuioe wear before in
my life. Shu wano't given to frippery of
hit mirt
"Como in, rnl," olie aaid, holding out
; ker hand Inwards nin. "I oil re a tired
iu no be. I'm aura."
Jimt tho eame weloomo m over; but
tlioi-e win eomething in tho ring of her
voice tb ut told me that I wunu't alto
o.ithiT wauted there that day, or at
Imtnt I thouitht an. However aitting
.ilowni the porch, I etopped on for
I ..I . ,, n,L Ins Imr t I ill M l
miiiio mm- "( . .
theaoaaip cf the village. Of course,
the arrivnl of tho aoldiera came up
it tiwilllT oilier thin. and by the flimU
other tluiiRH, and
tlntt o rernproad the girl'a palo cheek, aa
.1. to d uio tUia Ull oi newa, i iuiv
I i,im that Mm miHchiof wai done, and
f that Amieo Kvdnr waa heart wholo no
. Innonr.
( "J)id your aoldier give you that roito,
. ; nir Iiikn?" 1 ttxkcd, audiloniy.
I For tho lmt time in uiy lifo i saw
Allien angry. She did not vuuolnutfe any
J nmwer to my qncation, but riiiing front
lie- mml alio Iiirueu mn hiho "J
btniod hcraelf iu the houaa getting Homo
rok-i.hiueiiU reiuly for inn, which I
hadlv ilcmtrvod after niy impertinence
al ainoked my pipo poaoofully in
tin numb I thoiiRht it all ovnr.aud made
. upmy mind tlmt it wiw nothing to do
. witi me if A mice had ft lover, llor
labor could look itftor hor intoreHta
bntor than I could; only aoldiera wore
auot queer ohupa; thoy ao oflon pro
ten.l what they never meant, ami 1 wua
too ond of Amice to mco her treated in
tliiklwnv.
SJdd'enly, M I ant in tho quiet apring
uniiine. 1 auw a nmu toiling tip tlio
cent Hint led to llydor'a oottuge. Hia
' r'ttd ooat hmigiiig on ltis arm Hhowod him
to be a uoldicr, Ilia hat wua off and I
nonld moo l.ia fueo distinotly.
"Amice," I cullud out, loudly'Amioo,
eonirt hero." Then, aa alio nunrod mo,
coutinned: "I yoa tho mitu that ia
quartered horn, at your futhor'a houau'r"
For a moment alio looliod out a littlo
) ttuxiouely, then wtid, quickly:
"Yn. t tint h mm. ruui.
Without another word I loft her and
' walked down the "teep road to within a
V aliort iliHtitnco of the aporonohing flguro;
" thou I atopped dend and waitod for tho
' j in ii n to oonio towarda me. lie waa look-
ing down on inu grour.u m i .u hwuiik
i i bimiolf up on tlio atoop way. ouumiuiy
. be mined hia ftvoa and tlicy met mino
f..ll A 1. n.i.1 f..iii Ilia failA nlliLlialnil IUI
V . ''Ill All, II1UI 11V n , W....Q
, f Sa,itid an.
I'Whntdo you want now?'' uo gaapoa
lout.
I "auly to lot you know that I am liore,
J, , MX oan guosi IUO game you are piuj
l :tnn " t vntnmeii. "Aa loner oa vou re
With a rough laugh lie turned away,
mill loft me atuuiling alono; then I
lowly remounted tho rocky path, with a
lieitvy weight nt my lieait, and proparoil
iiiYHolf for what I could aay to tlm girl
who wiin wuiliiig for my return ubove.
Hhu Htood wiiti'hiug me from a porch,
whore the ronea were growing in their
wild bcuuty. and 1 could aee o wonder
ing Min t of look in her fane ai I camn
ueur hor; but aim noviir "poke a word or
aaked a "ingle qucKtion, 1 wiin a bit out
of broit'h niter my tug up hill, unit uh
what 1 had to aay wuutcd ull the culiii-
iiohii and (iiii'lii" I could minder, I
witiU'd aihilit for a time; thou took her
liuiid in my withered one.
"Aiulee, my maa, 1 aaid, l vo known
yon Hinea you were a wen tliing.lodiUmg
about here, and aeon you grow np into
tlm womun you aro with near aa much
iirnlo aa your own riitlior oould lo, and
on the atrength of that old friondnhip I
want you to muko me a promiae."
tio niiKwer, only alio lielil her iieaa a
bit higher, and looked menlntight in the
face iiiilliuuhiiigly.
Will you grant an old man whim,
Amice?" I aaid again.
"1 mimt wait until I hoar what it ia
llrst, l'aiil," h)io replied,
"Well, It e tin. I ve a fancy, a at run go
fuiicy, to be one of tho gueta at your
odiliiiR. Auiioo, and tht promiae 1 want
from you ia thin; flvo day beforo your
marriuge aend me word to eome to it.
Hhu laughed merrily, lier old nncou-
aeleua laugh, that aomohow it hurt me to
hear.
Uh, you "Illy old Paul, alio wild.
blitahing alightly, "ia that all you've
been making audi amyatury about? Well
yea, 1 promi)."
I looked at hor earnoatly. "Amice,
1 aaid, "you've given me your promiae,
and 1 trunt you. Whatever )erinaaion
yon may get to the oontrary, you give
ma your honent word that old I'aul, the
peddlar, aliall come to your wedding?"
"lea, alia aula, i uo, iaui, reaiiy
and truly.
And then 1 waa autiHUml, lor I anew
irirl with auoh truthful eyea aa hor"
oouldu'l atoop to deceit.
After telliug her how to let me anow
when I waa wanUnl, ao aeriolialy that ahe
again began to langh at me, I left the
cottage, refuaing all her inviUtioii" to
atny, for 1 knew the aame roof oouhln t
ahellor me and the man ahe bail choaon'
for her lover, without aoine harm coming
of it. So I went down Into the village
for the night, and tramped next day,
fiH'liuu more downcant than I had ever
done before at leaving Sundridge behind
me.
Only a few month paused away before
the auutmoua I bad been fearing came,
Amice waa going to be married, and
wrote to bid me come to the wedding.
Aa luck would have it, the uteasage waa
lelnyeii. uotwittiHtanding all my care
that it ahould be forwarded to me direct
ly it reached the place I had told Amice
to aend it to, and 1 only got it a aay ana
a half In-fore the affair came off.
There were few railroad in thoae daya,
remember, ao 1 had to start on foot, and
walk day and night Iu order to reach
Haodridge in time; and a heavy jaunt it
waa, for I waa none ao young aa I used to
bo. At lat tho wearisome journey
nenred its end, and the little fishing
village came in sight, lying quietly
among the hill in-the Into autumnal
sunshine. I did not wait to go np to
lion llydor'a cottage, for 1 could tell by
the way uioHt of the honsua were dtmerted
and by the asjwct of the women who re-
iu allied, standing at their tioune doors,
that a wedding party bad gone into the
church, and that they were waiting their
return.
Many greeting met my eara, and
many a laiiRU waa raised at my aorry ap
pearance, for I lookod travel stained and
weary enuuk'li. I warrant.
At lott I readied the little lynch-gato
leading into the old churchyard, and
there mv spirit almost failed me, for on
tho ground lay the protty flowers that tho
children had thrown before tho bride aa
ahe had walked up the path. Hut nerv-
inir myself for what waa nofore me, I
entered the open door almost unnoticed.
Then I saw Ainlce aa ahe stood in her soft
gray gown with her beautiful hoa.l
drooping on to her breait. I only looked
at her 1 any. and the sit'lit cave me cour
age; no mau living hIioiiIi! harm her
while I lived to prevent it, but my task
waa a hard one for all that. Stopping
forward throuirh the little crowd of vil
luifors that looked ou, open-mouthed, to
son mo.l made my way toward the group
in the channel.
"Stop!" I called out aloud, holding
up my hunda. "This wedding mnst not
no ou!"
Amice, 1 know, looked np ai ma wun
a look I shall never forget, but it was too
Into to heed that now.
"For what reason am I to atop!' aaid
old Tarson Leigh, who waa a-marrying
them .startled by my voieo and notkuow
ing how to act.
"llecttuso." I aaid, oovenng my eyes
with my hand, to abut Amico'a face from
my sight, "bf cause that man is my son,
and he a married already
"I this true'" aayi i'arson IjClgu, hia
voice shaking a little with tho aorrow he
felt for the Ril l, whom he had knowu
a in co ahe was a buby, and turning to the
man who Htood before him.
"It's just a down right lie, air, he said
simply euongh, "mid I'm ready to prove
it. Aly lather a here to spunk ior niro
aclf, and Heaven knows why any ono
ahould want to romo between Amico an
mo liko thiH."
I looked up bewildered aa tho man
spoke, and then in an instant tho awfn
inmtakn I had made Hashed across my
mind: this was not the man I had Been
coming up to Hon llyder'a houae at all
tins was not ray sou, but a younger man
and different iu every way to that poor
wandering fellow, lor ft minute Homo
thing seemed to oomo iuto uiy throat nu
nrnvont mo from speaking. Hut ores
ontly tho words came: "I withdraw
what I said entirely, air," I Bitid, sol
emnly, "and humbly ask pardon for tho
mintn'ko I nittdo, which I will explain
later on."
Thon fulling buck into the ruuks of tho
aHtonished lookers-on, I listened to tho
words that mado Amice Kydor a happy
wife, wondering, with a siul heart,
whether aha would over forgive tho
blunder I had made in my effort toBocure
hor bapplnoBa.
She wai vory pale and still, and a tear
trembled on hor check, but aha made her
answers in ft low, clear voioe, that seomed
full of trust and hope. At longth the bulla
in tho tower rang out and tho wedding
party began to prepare for starting, but
I hung back, ashamed to moot Hen ity
der or hia daughter, and still more
ashamed to meet tho gossiping folk who
had hburd all I hod suid. Hut Amice had
not forgotten mo; alio saw uio watching
her from tho back of the church, ami
came forward directly on hr husband's
arm.
"Como liomo with lis, I'ttiil," she said
gently, "I wutit you," And notwith
standing the queer looks given me by
her soldier I followed them at ft (lis
luuci! towards the old home.
OuUiile the cottage 1 slopped, and
beckoned tlm two out into the golden
sunlight.
"Aniii-e, I said humbly enough, J
have to ask your pardon for toy behavior
towards you ami your to-day. The man
who lodged at your father a liouso was
my son, end it never entered my hand
that it might be another sol, lier who
courted you, I only thought of him,
and, knowing bis ways, mudo up my
mind to save you from him, though he
wero a Uo.en times mv son. He never
haa caused me anything but trouble
ainno be wo a lad, and such trouble
never should cross your puth from one
of mine. It is on hia account I have to
trump tho country from one year's end
and it ia on his account I dure not settle
in one place, knowing that he would
only bring disgrace on me if I did so. It
ia from this man I tried to save yon;
and you must forgive ft half blind old
man's mistake, when vou ruraowW how
hard it waa for , futhor'a heart to de
nounce hia own son. Now, good-bye,
and Heaven bless yon both.
The tears stood in Aniiou's eves; ahe
alwuya had a feeling heart, und she saw
now I waawelluigh overdone. She would
not have mo say good-bve, but pressed
me to join them in their simple wad
ding feast. Hut I said no, iiiul kept to it.
Somehow, it would have jarred on me to
be there. I bad had happier iluva my
self, but thoy were gone and the sundews
that fell around me should have no place
in their innocent mirth. Sol shouldered
my puck and walked off down the lull to
war is the town. Once I looked back and
saw tuy girl following me with her eyes
lull of nil v, no 1 turned and wuveil my
hut to her cheerily enough; then she
spoke a wind to her soldier hitibuud,aod
he nodded hia head and laughed; so ahe
just ran after me, and putting her arms
around my neck, kissed my weather-
beatou cheek gently. Then I hail to
make off aa oniok a possible for fear
the aalt tears of an old man should bring
ill-luck to Amice a wedding day.
farrajut at Ten.
I preached one Sunday in the parlors
at Liong liranch. The war was Over, and
Admiral rarragut and his family were.
spending the summer at the liranch
Sitting in the portico of the hotel Mon
day morning, be aaid to me:
Would you like to know bow l waa
enabled to aerve my country? It waa all
owing to resolution 1 formed when 1
was ton yeara of age. My father was
sent down to New Orleans, with the lit
tle navy we then had, to look after the
treason of llurr. 1 accompanied mm
abin boy. I had some qualities that
thouuht made man of me. 1 oould
wear like an old aalt; could drink
stifl glass of grog aa if I bail doubled
Cupe Horn, and could amoko liko a loco
motive, 1 was great at cards ana fond of
gAiumrf In every shape.
ai me ciosa oi uinnor, one uav, my
fathr turned everybody out of the
cub in, locked the door, and aaid to me
" 'David, what do yon mean to lie?
" 'I mean to follow the sea.'
" "f ollow the seal los.be a poor
miserable, drunken aanor oeiore in
mast, kicked aud cuffed aliontthe world
and die in some fever hospital in ft for
eign clime.'
No, I said, 1 11 tread the quarter
deck aud command, as you do.
" 'Ao, David; no boy ever trod the
quarter-deck with such principles aa yon
nave, ana aucu uauus a you exuiou.
ion 11 have to chance your whole course
of life if vou ever become man.
"My father left me and went on dock
I was atuuned by the rebuke and over
whelmed with mortiu'-ation. A poor,
miserable drunken sailor before the
mast, kicked and culled about the world
and to dio in some fever hospital, That'
my fate, is it? 1 11 change my life an
chance it at onoe. I will never utter
another oath, and 1 will never drink
amither drop of intoxicating liquors,
will never samble.
"And aa Ood is my witness, I have
kept those three vows to this hour,
Shortly after, I becamo Christian
That act settled mv temporal as it settled
my eternal destiny." Leave from The
Treo of Life.
(nt Their Clothes Mixed.
Mark Twain, in his now book called
"Trampa Abroad," tolls how a party of
tourist got wet and whut they did when
they came buck to the hotel: We
stripped and went to bed, and sent our
clothes down to be baked. All the
horde of soaked tourists did the same.
That chaos of clothing got mixed in the
kitchen, and there were consequoncos. I
did not get buck the drawers 1 sent
down, when our things eutno np at 6:15;
I got a pair on a new plan. They were
merely a pair of long whito rnlHed,
on fled sleeves, hitched together at the
top with a narrow baud, and they did
not come quite down to my knees.
They wore protty enough, but they
made ino fool like two people, aud dis
connected at that. Tho man must have
been an idiot that got himself up liko
that to rongh it in the Hwis mountains.
Tho shirt they brought me was shorter
than tho drawers, and hadn t any alcovos
to it at least it had nothing more than
what Mr. Darwin would cult "rudimon
turv" sleeves: those bud "edgiug" around
tbeut, but the bosom was ridiculously
ilium. Tho knit silk undorrihirt they
brought mo was on a now plan, ond was
roitlly u very sensible thing: it opened
behind, and had pockets in it to
put tho shoulder blades in ; but they
did not scent to tit mine, nnd no I found
it a sort of uncomfortable garment. They
gave my bobtail coat to somebody else,
und sent ino an nUtur suitable for a gi-
ruflo. I had to tio my collar on becauho
thero was no button ou the footisu nine
shirt which I described a while ago.
Nothing like an honest quill. A St.
Louis paner start an editorial with,
"Our anoestors, tho baboona of Africa,"
eto. Don't you ever get lonesome to toe
the old folks?
Key. Joseph Kowell'i Miracle.
Whilo the war of the slaveholders'
rebellion won in existence I wo at times
tiite impressed with the idea that Presi-
out Lincoln was subject to the guidance
end dirootiou of ft special -provijoiioo.
His conduct did at tunes appear to bo
from (iod direct, and his utterances to
sve been divinely inspir :d. Hut when
rolled that the same providence that
could liberate the elavo made him a
slave; that tho breaking of shackles
presumes the ability to forge them, I
gropo. When I recall the doulh of Lin
coln and of Oarllelil, 1 question, When
think of Democratic politics, I doubt
that i, I doubt If Ood busies himself in
the special-direction of political allairs,
ithcr in the grander field of molding
institutions of government und pruserv-
nit national organizations, or in the
lesser affaira of directing who shall be
'roaecuiing Attorney in Virginia, or
Oovcrnor, or Senator from California.
hope that lie doe not direct by
Hia special providences the elec
tion of men to omce; becauso,
f He does, 1 ahull be compelled to ques
tion some of hia most important attri
butes, Wnen I recoil the vast number
mean men who hold oflice, and the
disappointed ambition of some most ex-
cellenl men oi my acquaintance wuo sail
to net oflloe. 1 ahould question the w ta
il o in and beneficence ot the Divint
Arbiter of primaries and tho Supreme;
Manipulator of general elections. And
now, lest any of my readers should think
that I am flippantly irreverent in my
writing, I will quote the incident nar
rated by the Kevercnd Joseph lioweu,
pastor of the Mariners' Church. This
incident he told gravely, with the appro
bation of ft convocation of clergymen
who claim for themselves that they are
called by divine authority to teach
the writer - of thia article the sublime
truths of the Christian religion ; that they
are guarded in their lives, directed in
their action, provided in tneir needs, oy
the special providence of Ood, aud are
inspired in their instructions, and au
thorized by divine commission to repre
sent to a sinful and ignorant
world those things which spiritually
concern them. "1 waa at the time, said
the Iteverend Joseph, "boarding my
self, and being very busy, one Saturday
evening, bad failed to lay in provisions
for nundov. Xlie oakeries were open,
but I would not break the Sabbath by
buying on that day. I had nothing to
eut excopt ft little Ule bread.ao I prayed
for divine support and blessing in re
specting the Lord'a day. While I was
on m knees ft strange brown hen came
slowly np the steps into my room. I
drove her out. Presently she re
turned, and I drove ber out the second
time; but, having occasion to go into the
inner room for moment, 1 fonnd, on
my retnrn, that aba had come back and
laid ft largo egg on my door-mat; and,
with tins food, which 1 firmly believe
was from Ood, I got through the Sunday
very comfortably. Of course, many
would obstinately refuse to sea the di
vine hand in auch things, bnt Ood is un
changeable, and aa He once sent tha
ravena to feed Llijah, 1 do not see why,
in snoh ft case, Uo might not be believed
to have sent that brown ben to feed me.
Now. I am one of those illilieral-mlnded
persons who absolutely refuse to see tb
divine band in the miraculous per
formance of the little brown hen, and
recognize the unchangeable character ot
the Ood -head. I am prepared to beliove
that it is lust us possible and
just ft probable that the all-wiae and
ever-liviug Ood aent brown ben
to lay a miraculous egg for the Iteverend
Joseph Howell in San Francisco, as that
He Mint bread by the ravens to Elijah in
tha desert of Arabia Pelra-a, or the land
about Jordan, or wherever it was; that it
is just as likelv to have occurred in the
nineteenth century aa in any of tha ftge
that anto-dato the birth of Christ; that
the evidence of the truth of the miracle
is iust os complete and just as satisfac
tory as any of the bent authenticated
miracles of the Homan Church of these
latter duvs. Hut aa 1 endeavor to take in
this marvelous storv I find myself en
tangled iu a snarl of inextricable theo
logical complications. Dogmatical con-
niidrums arise on every side, and 1 ask,
was it really wicked, and is it wicked, to
bo out to tne bakery on a bunday morn-
ioir to ourchaao a loaf of bread baked on
tha preceding day? Did not Christ
the cornuoia on
did He not pluck
He not say that the
made for man, and
the Sabbath? And is
it not true that this whole business ot
Sabbatarianism is the growth of modern
time modern eoclosiasticism that it
waa not favored by the Christian fathers,
nor hold in reference even by Martin
Luther, but that the present idea of the
riirorous observance of Sunday is the
growth of Scotch Pmbyterianism and
New England Puritanum? And then
the strange brown hen that came boldly
tin the steps, aud laid tho large egg on
the door-mat. Perhaps it was om of the
neighbors' ben that flow over the fenoe,
and finding ft gooa, son uoor-mai, im
provised it for ft nest in a natural way.
If so. then it was his neighbor's egg, and
ho was not guiltless in taking that which
was bi neighbor a. oven if he had ne
glected to lay in bis eggs on Saturday.
And w as tho egg boiled ? If itwasboilod,
was it bud bnt or cold? It is
ft miraclo for a ben to lay a cold boiled
egg. It 1 greater miraclo to lay a
hot-boiled egg. It is ft miracle ii uie
egg was fried, or boiled, or scrambled
Hut if it was a natural egg, laid iu ft nat
ural way by a noighbor'd lieu, I see no
special providence iu it.unloB it was an
attempt on the part of Ood to ascertain
whether the divinity studeut, who was
ulioiit coiner into His sacred service.
would take eggs that did not beldhg to
him. If I accent the statement of the
iteverend Joseph Howell, that he re
garded tho egg -which was a large oue
as food from Ood, aud really believed
that it had boen sent to lnm by the ape
oiul direction of Providence for bis sua-
toutution, I demand to know whether ho
took it raw that is, whether he sucked
it. or whether he cooked it? If he intulo
a lira nnd cooked it boiled it for
four minute, or fried it. or sorumbled
it, or mode an omelet of it, did he not
sin as directly in making his tlre.getting
out his salt and pepper, and preparing
his egg for eating as though he had gone
to the baker for his loaf? Then, agin,
what became of tho little brown lien?
Did it fly book over the fenoe, and go
home, like any common hen, to it corn
and crumb, and with toll-tale cackle in
for,n it owner that it had been divinely
Inspired to tako an egg to the hungry
diviuify student, or did it go flying up
the golden Udder to it celextiul roost.to
bo dixpatchod by some breakfastles
brother in tbi or some other world, wh
was too negligent to lay in his Sunday
provision before the earth had revolved
itself into holy time, and whose piety
prompted him to ask Ood for egg rtlir
than pay hia buker for bread? Argonaut.
A Mrauge Affair.
go througn
Sabbath, and
and eat? Did
Sabbath was
not man for
It was the bathing hour on the beach
ut Ktretat, and the bather, were making
merry iu the water, descending and as
cending the long line of planks which
were luid over the pebbly beach from
the bath-house to the water' edge.
Down the plunks walked, following a
party of well known English, ft new
comer, closely wrapped in a white
peignoir, with her face almost concealed
by the broad, atraw hat tied down by a
narrow strip of scarlet; at the water'
edge she threw aside the peignor show
ing fine, tall figure, and tne bathing
costume, which waa made after the fash
ion adopted in the place sleeveless and
only to the knee. It was evidently ber
first bath at Ktretat, and a she stopped
into the water ahe looked around with ft
prudish, half-timid look not to be won
dered at upon the crowd of witnesses,
for as tha beach i very stiff and pebbly,
and the tide form terrace with the
rocks, the spectators lounge within ft few
feet of the water' edge, and friends one
swimming in deep water, the other re
clining upon the dry shingle can, by
raising their voice little, converse
with each other.
She was warmly dressed, and wore ft
beret, which, although tied down with
veil, gave her something of sailor-like
appearance not out of keeping with the
place.
This morning Jerome's boat wo near
est me, or perhaps it was because Miss
Graham was nearest Jerome' boat that I
happened to be there, and when I re
marked to her on the manly appearance
of Jerome, and added that there was
tradition that the inhabitant of these
parts were descended from the Danish
kings, I waa surprised at the warmth of
her acquiescence in what I bad only said
for the sake of making conversation, and
more so when I saw tha smile of recog
nition that passed between tha two.
Jerome was master fisherman; he
owned bi boat, waa captain, and had the
lion'a share of the profit. And a he
stood there, his broad back braced
against the boat, dressed in brown
beret, woven Jersey and leather boot
np to hi thighs, was every inch ft man,
aud I oould imagine him playing any
neroio part except the one that lie wo
acting that of Borneo.
Our new eomer was the last of her
party to step into the water, and, a aha
hesitated, did not notice the huge wave
approaching, but Jerome, tha bather,
did, and, just as the1 wave struck, growped
her in his arms as the water closed over
them. There was ft shout of laughter and
scrambling on the beach, for the tide
bad turned, and bathed the feet of sev
eral unprepared. The wave receded,
unveiling, the pair, the English lady and
tha bather, a handsome gronp in color
and modeling; Jerome, a Ull, well bnilt
Norman, with clear-cut, large features,
and honest eve, shaded by the . sailor'
beret, resembling the Scotchman's bon
net, and wearing red flannel shirt and
black pante, that, being soaked, showed
the modeling of his athletic figure. He
held my lady like child acrosa hi
arras, hers were about his neck, and ber
white feet incased in pretty canvas shoes,
hanging down close together, presented
pretty finish to the composition.
This all happened years ago. And miss
Graham lingered in the village after
most of the summer guestabad departed,
being among the bathers, and forming
one of the small group which atill dined
at tha end of the hotel vable that bad been
so overcrowded only few weeks before.
Sha lingered until the herring fishing
began. Oue morning, when I had with
much effort, prompted by curiosity,
crawled out of ft warm bed just before
daylight to see the boat's return,! found
ber on the beach before me among tne
fishwives, who did not think it strange
that an English lady should be eccentric.
How it came about I never know, al
though I beard several version of the
story, but they married, les, an Eng
lish ladv married Normandy fisherman,
Sho wad fine looking, young, rich and
more than ordinarily agreeable and in
telligent. Ha was, in the language of
his oomrades. an beau male, a good fel
low, honored by his comrades for his
frankness in speech and bis extraordi
nary strength. He had a full, rich
voice richer, perhaps, as it was of pure
Normandy patoia. The wedding day
was a holiday in Etretat; not boat
went out. but all were hauled upon the
beach and decorated with flags; the
church was crowded; all wished to shake
hands with the bride and groom, and set
up ft hearty shout a they started on the
lonruey in a carriage from tne cnuron
steps.
They returned to Etretat and built
"cottage by t'je ea," the prettiest one of
the group to the North of tlte Uastno.
And here they seemed very happy, and
if the bride ever rogrotted her own
relatives she had enough of his to con
sole her, for her husbaud was rotated to
half the village.
Do you want tho end of this story?
It is short. During the first year of
this strangely assorted couple life,
Monsieur, wishing to adopt the man
nors of bis new position, went out hunt
ing with a party of gentlemen, and was
wounded by mi accidental discharge of
hi gun, and died Bhortly afterward, Hia
widow still mourns his loss, comes
every summer to the pretty but lonely
cottage, and Heads tuo list oi village
charities.
All the fishermen sponk of him as "un
bon guroon," aud would be very much
surprised and perhaps show resentment
if one should suggest that it was
struugo affair.
I have not given with this history the
real names of the lovers, lou will no
the true ones on the window in the
church at Etretat, tho third on the right
It represents tho lrgin with the chili
in hor arms, but on this at. Hauveur,
Day strangely reminded me of the first
time I saw Jerome and Miss Emily.
Boston Transonpt.
LI CRE1R DEH CIIR0X1QVK3.
Miscellaneous reflections:
"I don't care for money," soiil George
Sand, "but for spending it."
When yon make love to her tha cold
woraon aoys, "No;" the passionate
"Yes;" tho capricious "Yen and no,"
and the coquetish neither "Ye" nor
"No."
Do not marry, because your wife will
le ugly or she will be pretty. In the
former case yon won't like hor; in the
latter some one else will.
Service to bo rendered reoonoilo
friends whom service rendered have
entranced.
Consolation console only thoae who
tro willing to be consoled.
From Franccsoue Sarcey' feu ills ton
in Le Temps, describing the first per
formance of ' ' Odette" :
Every one held bi breath. This
drama, clean-cut. ropid, almost brutal, re
minded one of a duel in which one of
two sword blade, after brief engage
ment buries itself in tba bosom of tha
other!"
Two oldest inhabitants, who are always
remembering something, discus tho
weather.
"Ye, ir ay one, "for real.unadui-
te rated cold weather giva ma the
winter of 1826-27. The river were all
frozen solid, and the fish in 'em, and I
recollect that I chopped out an eel and
used him for a walking-stick. Of oourso
I stood it np against the door ouUide
whenever 1 went into Ut houae.
"Do not." aaid clever dramatio artist
to a journalistic friend who had called to
inquire about hi health "do not say
that 'his condition ia incn as to inspire
hi friends with ur-.aines.' People
might think I owed my friend money."
An author deposit bi preciou manu
script for prize competition, and take
the customary receipt.
"How many page did you wnie.'
ask tha official, with kindly interest.
"About eighty."
"About eighty, eh? Well, here is
your receipt, but I don't think you
stand much chance of ft prize. Why,
there are some manuscript of 120 and
130 page in!"
Onoe upon a time a Turkish Sultan and
a French Abasaador were discussing the
history of 1793 and tha great French
Revolution.
"I oould never," said Hi Majesty .with
some warmth, "wish to inaugurate in
Turkey ft system nnder which handful
of men arrogate to themselves tha right
of disposing absolutely of the lives and
fortunea of oil their fellow countrymen.
No, ir; if there must be a Reign of Ter
ror I prefer being it myself."
Two dramatic authors attend at tha
first performance of ft third's new oper
etta. A number ia encored.
"I don't see what they encored that
for," aavsone.
"Oh,1' replies the other, "it wasn't be
cause it wa funny, but because the peo
ple wanted to sea if they could make
head or tail ol it.
Once upon a time two Japanese were
engaged in heated discussion in tha
street of f ekin, in the course oi wuiun
one exclaimed:
There can ba no mistak about it
the Emperor is an ass!"
A mandarin happened to be passing at
that moment, and he promptly had them
arrested.
Bnt." pleaded the Japanese, "wa In
tended no disrespect to the Brother of
the Sun may he live nine hundred and
mcty-nine years'. it wa our imoeoiio
Emperor of Japan that wa said wa an
s.
"Tut! tut!" replied the offioial, tern-
Iv; "tell that to the horso marine.
Whenever any ono says an Emperor is an
ass wa know that it is onr imperial mas
ter he ha in hia mind. Coma along!'
Mon who swing the soyth are gener
ally swarthy fellow.
WISDOM FOB CHICAGO IJFaXK.
Is this the Great Eastern? No, it is ,
Cincinnati girl's shoo. Sea how easy
it is to be mistaken.
How happy the Man look. Ha is go
ing to have his picture taken to send to
ia girl. Toor girl! now sad nar unrtsi-
mas will be. v
Here i ft Poet. He is going up in the
elevator. How happy he look. Pretty
soon he will walk down looking sad. He
ha seen the editor.
Sea tha Boot. How large and hiny it
.t n VI 1 1 L.
is. A man own tne dooi. mn uu ui
daughter eome evening and see what it is
made for.
Thia is a Horse. It can go very fast.
The man who i standing by the Horse
look aad. He is broke. Do not go to
horse-raoe, Tommy, or you will ba broke
too.
What ft fine-looking Old Gentleman.
Is he rich? Yes, ba u very rich. See
how healthy he looks. Ha will not die
of enlargement of the heart. Hi lives in
Chicago.
TTom i Miss Lnov. How proud and
fine she look in her new sealskin aaoque.
It cost three hundred dollars. Lucys
father will fail next week.
What have we here? It is ft Young
Man who wears ft yellow ulster ftnd ft
high collar. Does he smoke cigarettes?
Yes. Let us all take a kick ai mm.
Tho Man i at tho Desk. He is an ed
itor. W hat is that in hi nana? it i a
microscope. M nat does mo ouitor wan
of a mtcroscrope? tie is looking at nis
salary.
This is a Young Lady. She is sitting
at a piano, and soon will begin to sing
r . j-i..ii- ii...-. n.
limply IS ino Vjrauio, jjuuj b hi.
Run away quickly, children, nd per
haps yon will miss some of it.
Where is Tommy? He is pUying bam
ball in the lot. Can Tommy play well?
Yes, indeed, for he omettme make a
home run. This is when his father heave
iu sight.
Tho Dog and Cat ore flghtiug. Is this
wrong? Yes, it is very wroug for tho
Dog and Cat to fight, because they are
not married. When you grow up, chil
dren, you wi?.l sea tho point of this
lesson.
What a large Dog. He is going swiftly
up the street. So is a tin c n. It is tied
to the Dog' tail. Will tba Dog win tha
race? I should smile. It is wrong to
tie ft oan on ft Dog's tail if tha owner ot
tha dog oatches you.
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