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HomeMy WebLinkAboutWingham Times, 1891-09-18, Page 2U Inglyani time$ FRIDAY, SEl TIil 1f k3'1<aa., 18, 1891, The Everlasting Memorial. Up and away, like the dew of the morn- ing, That soars from the earth, to its home in theme; So let me steal away, gently and lovingly, Only remembered' by what I have done. My carne and my place, and my tomb all forgotten, The brief race of time well and pa- tiently run, silently, let ane pass away, peacefully, Only reinelnbered by what I have done, - Gladly away from this toil would I hasten, Up to the crown that for me has been won; Unthought of by man in rewards or in praises-- Only raises—Only remembered for whatIbave done Up and away like the odors of sunset, That sweeten the twilight as darkness comes on; So be my life—a thing felt but not noticed, And I but remembered by what I have done. Yes, like the fragrance that wanders in darkness, When the Sowers that it came from are closed up and gone; So I would be to this wo'rld's weary dwellers, Only remembered by what I have done: 'Neer'le there the praise of the love -written sewed, The name and the epitaph graven on stone ? The things we :have lived for—let them 'be our story, ;,We ourselves but re;uembered by what wehave done. I need not be missed, if my n;fe'has been, bearing (As .its Summer and Autumn moved silently on) The bloom, and the fruit, and the seed of • its season; • I shall still be remembered by what I have done. I need not bo ,'Hissed if another succeed me, • To reap down those fields whish in spring I have sown; He who plowed and who sowed is not missed by the reaper, • He is only remembered by what he has done: Not myself, but the truth in life I have spoken; Not myself, but the seed that in life I have sown, Shall pass on to ages—all about me for- gotten, Save the truth I have spoken, the things I have done. So let my living be, so be my dying, So let my name lie, emblazoned, un- known, Unpraised and unmissed, I ball still be remembered; Yes—but remembered by what I have done. JOHN HARDING We were a rough set of miners in our far-off westein camp, when teeth Brainard cameamong us,bringiing with him his pretty daughter, .Ili eta, who was but eighteen, add seemed to be- long to a different race or stamp of women to the few who were with us as wives and sweethearts. filer father --a man now broken down in health and spirits—ltad joined our little band in oue last hope to retrieve his shattered fortun.'s,and had brought his daughter with lnut because she was Motherless, and because there was no one in whose pare lie ouu•d leave her. We were, as I hart said,a roug', lot of fellows enough ; but there was not one among us who did not doff his hat as Miss Brainard passed. To most of us the sight of her wee a uieruary and &hope—memory of a far off past, when we had, perhaps, lived different lives. The hope of a distant future, when, our pt:ecioos nuggets gained, it might 1leave this life, and live that past over again. This, E say, she was to most of us, To two of our number she was more. It was easy - to ;gee that Percy Graham told John Harding had laid their heard; at her feet. The ,t a„ had . been sworn friends once ; now they rarely met or spoke, and not a few atnong us prophesied hot blood would follow. ,Percy was the handsomer man of tilt'• two, a gentle. Mannered fellow, well ; calculated t vein a giro's heart ,Jolt? was stern an,5 silent, a men who said little. It vets well=nigh impossible to tell which one oo the to Niles Meta favored, until Percy fell ill, and for days Ws life was despaired o£, Ido called upon little else, poor fellow, than her name in his delirium, dntil they brought her to his bedside, and her presetice deleted him and he slept the sleep which tided over the crisie of the disease and saved his life. After his recovery she allow, ed him to publicly announce tho.faet that she was his betrothed wife, We all liked the yonug fellow, and many` an earnest h.audeolasp and a God speed he received as the lucky winner of such a prize, .Cven John: Harding came up to him, with some new lines of suffering about his mouth, hut a softened look in his gray eyes, and asked that the enmity between them. might be forgotten. Percy was too noble a fellow himself not to apprecie. ate -so generous and frank an offering from one whose misery made his hap. piness ; and he wruatg his old friend's hand, he acknowledged, in broken. tortes, that he lied thus added the last drop to fiat to overflowing his cup of joy. Tho lovers were inseparable after this ; and, as though Dame Fortune determined for once to help along the cause of true love, Percy awoke OW) morning to find himself before nightfall a rich Tian, He had discovered a layer of gold in his •claim. There was no reason now for delaying the marriage, and the day was set. It was to be a gala festival in our camp. Only one among us who did not wear a smiling face. After that one friendly. overture on John Harding's part, he seethed to shrink more ' and more into himself up alone in bis tent, when we generally gathers ed about the camp fire, or going off for long, lonely walks. One day-itwas the third before that fixed for the wedding—Percy esti- ed to accompany him. He denied him at first brusquely ; then, as though ashamed of his irritability at such a time, with some show of cordiality,as. sented. It was midnight when Harding re- turned to catnp--alone, A friend, chancing to meet ,him, asked where was Percy. .• They had been attacked by Indians, Harding said, on the Percy bad been taken he had escaped, The men looked tneredulously into each other's faces lits they heard the story ; but it was Meta who first put' the horrible doubts. latent in every man's breast into words. My Percy is ,dead, she cried, and John Harding is his murderer i frontier lines. prisoner, mobile kill him4. What has lie done to you For the first time since he had been suspeoted by us all, hisface softened. You wrong me, meta, he said,=very gently. I told yon only the truth, We were attacked by Indians, Petey was taken prisoner, and I escaped, I tried hard to save hitt,, It was impossible, I would gladly have stayed to suffer with Mini, but that I thought it best to tell you the truth ; not until I en- tered the camp did it emir to Me that my story might beinistrusted, Percy and I had been inmost enemies, but we had changed all that. Meta, will you not believe mei She burst inter bitter weeping then, and went on here way. The 'next doming Jack Harding was not in his acleustomed place nor was be anywhere to be found, The Men took his disappearance as an added l evidetro.e of his git. Strange to say, Meta's was the one dissenting vcioe. There was truth in his words to me, He did not kill Percy. He has gone to find him. _�hh Poor girl 1 �y1e shook our heads among ourselves ab the way in which she clung to hop/, and the strange.be. lief she now exl?ressed in the man whom, in our heerts, we all denounced as Percy's .murderer. Another week dragged slowly try; an air of desola'. tion 'and gloom hung over the camp ; when one night, us we gathered as usual about the fires, strangely silent well.There is nothing lfkephilosophy to I started, aq coining towards us out of help one bear the ills of ltde, but rn lite Some told him without softening what she had said: His face grew ashen; but he turned away from his tormentors in silence. Poor Percy's claim lay neglected.' It was the custom when one of our num- ber died to cast lots .for his claim, or to divide it among us. But on Percy's. fate bung au air of mystery, and no one dared do aught which would bring his death nearer.to ns- Day by day Meta's cheek paled, as she would watch from her window, in the vain hope that she might see the straight young form and bright, handsome face, without which life was to her full of dankness. I know that he is dead, she would say, and yet I look for him. Juin Harding's hair grew white in three weeks, and he had aged ten years. One day, at about the same time that Percy had waved her' his good bye she lied gone for a little walk, when, for the first time sfuce his disappear anee, she met John Harding face to face. The sun was going to his kingly rest as though dyed in blood, casting its red reflection upon every earthly ob.. jest touched by its rays. She pointed to it. Seel sho said, it is the hand,of God denouncing Perey's murderer, Then her voice changed to a piteous wail. She slung with both hands to his_ arta, Tell me, she implored, why did you s with a strange exultation in his voice. The next moment I saw him fall, pierced with arrows. Percy stopped and coveredhie face sbudderingly with hie hand, while a tear stood in every man's eye, many of which had known no moisture long years, It wits as though,an angel had un,, aW.ares stood at our very doors and we had driven him away. We bad a very quiet wedding, after: all ; but when, in the years that followed, a little noisy prattler was everybody's pet, we loved him the more dearly,uot only as Meta's child, but because'. he bore the name, John Harding Graham, J3 utintither respects well. J. W, she is doing quite And pa has dyspepsia, malaria and gout, His hands with salt -rheum are all broken out; He is prone to rheumatics that make his legs swell, nits But in other respects he is doing.n q well: And ma bas night -sweats and a trouble-. some cougb, That all of our doctors can't seem to drive off ; She wakes every night d coughs quite a spell, 'But in other respects sh is doing quite the gloom, my ell superstitious fancy case of this family what iE,most needed lded conjured np the host of the boy whom we all had loved • but in another moo ment his ghosty grip was on my shoulder with ' e ry flesh and blood reality; as Percy Graham stood before us, a little paler, a little thinner, but otherwise unchanged. Flow we cluster- ed about, him i But Jack Harding 1 If he had not killed him,' where was he ? Some one told Percy the ornel doubt,.FAILL�D IN. susL.t>✓ss BCAtrsT misnames we all had had, The bright, look ouxD MAI rrtrexk. vanished from his face, his voice trembled. • The red flag fluttered over the door Se had the uobie$t soul Gods ever of Gillam"s emporium. The villagers made,, he answered. We had it ail�out were crowding the sidewalk, says the that night as we walked alone together Youth's Companion;, while from within under the stars. He had told me' hew came the sound of the auctioneer's he had loved the girl 31 was to wed•,sind usual tones•and thi rap of hisham'mer. what a bitter struggle he had had wrath Mr Whiffing a merchant from. a neigh; himself to conquer it. boring county, stgtped in a group of I shall love her to my grave, Posey, men outsider. j hr, said, but 1 have now found room Ned* Gillale sold out" by the sheriff I. went of duty, and with payment of in my heart for you both, and my love What does that mean ? I should have' 'additional freight, prnvided it be ship - can now do your wife too harm. said that of • all the young gluon in this. It was at that moment that we wave village he was the one. who would ped within six mouths after arrival in surrounded by a small Send of IndiansLondon. Contn,erelal'Ameriean hope make his :sway. Ha+ he ,akin to is that Congress will restore the 1.0 per See that Meta knows,=1 shouted,.aas drink. is a good supply of Dr. Pierces o en Medical Discovery. It would cleanse• Amelia's bad blood, cure pa's ailments, and ebeck ma's cough. The "Golden Medical Discovery," by its action en the liver, cleanses the systhm of impurities. It cures humors, ulcers, bods, scrofula, salt -rheum, erysipelas, and all kinds'or sores and swellings. Th1 only guaranteed blood purifier. .The Seox'et nobody left, Hence—the red and the sheriff 1 waiving his hand. Well 1 well 1 I always thought Ned Gillain would score a success in this world ? said 111r WhiMn, as he climb• ed lute his buggy, and drove (tome. Such a polite young fellow" and so agreeable to everybody 1 he muttered flicking his horse gently. 'young Gillam himself, as he watoh'A ed the auctioneer and the buyers, Wondered bitterly at his defeat. He hacl started with but little capital, but clear of debt. Now be owed every- one, and the assets would not cover his debts. I tried to be civil and pleasant, he said. 1 looked sharply after my owe interest. I don't know where my. Mistake was 1. But every villager ill the crowd ;new. The secret was a troth as old as the first trade was made between the children of Adam ; it repeats itself in every individual life today, and rnostsf of the readers who have seen this glimpse of village history can tell what it is. 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Camila; closely protee'eionist in this matter, compels paymut of a per cent: differential duty op teas ware. housed in the United States anis then transported thither, even when •titey4 aro purchased for importation .to her own limits ;England ships her sur- t'; plus to the United States witlrouvt pay I saw that I must surrender hope. 1 learned afterwards that he had escap- ed. I knew that he would bear my, message. How it was received you all know. My captors, determined not to kill me. They held me as hostage. D1y death could occar at any futtare time. Three days age one of ahem put a note into my hand. Bo ready at nightfall', was its message. To me it was enough. In some ' way the writer bad made the'wocuan his friend. Not at all,, said t sober enough. Ned understood his business, pus" sued Whiflirs. still' +oua He was a salesman for me for'two years, you know. I never had aamose polite fill.. low to customers,, nor otic• who could run off goods faster. I never had any damaged goods left ori his counter. He tsold'them all at full ,price. He was al most too. emart. You have hit the 41 on the head, there,` said the squird. Gillata is a pleasant, polite fellow, 'but tricky. When he opened thel mporiuw we ail. went there to buy. 1= took my cus- tom from old David Longaker at the corner, thinking that we must' have the fine table delicacies which Ned promised. But presently I discovered that wheti. ever he could palm off inferior goods for the best he did so. I never went back to him. David's goods were always just what he 'represented thein to be. He's a crusty old fellow, but his word is to be taken. Our experience wits the same, said the doctor. iJy wife and daughters wanted to keep up with the fashion,and bought their bats aid gowns which Ned declared were this etyle in New York.' But when they found that they were old auetion goads which belied bought cheap and sold at a high profit, they never wept to his store again, That is the history of his dealings with most of the villagers. One. after ettotlter dropped away until he had ;e sgaaire.- He's cent. differential dnfy on teas coming from any other than the country of; production. Oolong from the igland el Femora is reported to be the most popular with consumers, althouighlin quality hardly equal to Tfirtine Foochow tea. India.. and Ceylon teas are ctiefiy acceptable to educated palates, which do not cum. prise' many of American origin, for the reason that their education has been neglected. Hence the liking for unwonted flavors is nut wide..spread.. The truth is that Americans are not tea -drinking people, ander that the annual per capita ,consumption of it • pounds has been tuirtually stationary for the past forty years.--Harper's nlaycazine. t "La Grippe. "La Grippe" or .tufiueuza can be quickly cured by the use of Wilson's Ctiompound of. Wild Cherry, the old reliable remedy for Bronchitis, Whooping Cough, Croup,Celds, Coughs and other diseases of respiratory system. 'Wilson's Wild Cherry has been in use for many years and is highly reeem» mended by all who know its virtues, sold by ail prominent druggists, Do you knew, Ial;e, dat der is some truth even itt de biggest lief Why, Sato, how can dat be you see, Jake, ?-• it is a fact dat de lie`katn a lie, ' an' det fact, you see, itt de Muth ob de matter, I beg a thottsand r)arclons for eomittg so late, said a pompous guest; to which the good natured hostess cordially plied : Olt, any dear tir,,dnn't inerttiot it : I am sure that you can never conte too late. The Trues will be sent to new sub- scribers from now till the let of January, 1902, for 24 cents. I was unbound. They did not con- sider it necessary to hied m', so I was Itll`ready far my dash for freedom. At six o'clock 1 recognized a.whistle I knew well. I asked and received per. inissioh to bring some water from the spring, and started oli my errand, scarcea stone's tbrow from the camp. As I bent at the spring 1 heard a horse's neigh. In the thicket at my side was a mounted horseman. How it all happened I can scarce tell you, but iu another moment I, too, had sprnn; on his saddle, and we were off like the wind, • it was a brave, noble act,but sank into nothingness•eonipared with what followed. With a shrill cry my captors swung themselves on theirswift ponies and were on your track. Our horse, with our double weight could not clistance them. Inevitable capture arld death tnust fellow. Jolin saw the danger, and ere I could defeat his Intention he had thrown me the reins and slid to the ground. See that Meta knows, be cried, giv- ing the my own Message to her, but