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REV. E. /AYCOCK,
Preach not t r me life is lornful,
All its footprints ta'en in tears;
That of it man should be scornful,
Throughout all his fleeting dears.
Life is not an empty bubble
Borne upon a misty air,
Born to sorrow and to trouble,
Floating downward to despair.
Life is more than simply breathing;
Each pulsation 'neath the sun
Rath its moment for a greeting
Of some duty to be done.
He who liveth woll,.and wisely,
Ne'or shall lack for grand employ,
'Tis the devotee of folly
Spends his time gudinn •a toy.
Teach Inc not to think of dying,
Brooding o'er the evil day
Is like coward -soldiers crying •
Years before the coming fray.
Thore'is nothing gained by brooding
O'er the dim and dingy past,
Or the future; 'tis deluding
None the future may forecast.
Rather preach to me of living
Hopefully from day to day,.
To this hour attention giving,
killing it as best 1 may. •
Filling present opportunity,
Till its cup is running o'er
With the deeds of faith and mercy,
Giveth bliss - why crave more ?
Death should never mee ince;
'Tis the dreamlike pans een
The environments of esisten
Life chrysalis, life supreme.
As the caterpillar seeketh,
When his little round is done,
Rest, then, in his casket sleepoth
Quietly from sun' to sun.
Till another morn shall waken
Life sublimer out of death,
Burst the chrysalis, death shaken;
Spring the butterfly to birth—
So should man regard the mortal
Sleep in the embrace of death,
As the opening of the portal
To supreme immortal birth.
Paradise, with its bright morning,
Singing birds and fragrant flowers,
Are gifts death is nearer bringing
To us, as doth spend the hours.
Spend no time then idly grieving
Over what to all must come;
Waste no hours the past retrieving,
It can never be undone,
Doyour best to make the present
Pregnant with great joys to come;
Sowing truths and actions pleasant
For the tinal harvest home.
A OHANrE IN FORTUNE.
BY NARY KYLE DALLAS.
Mr.Tiniotliy Bloom,salesman in Mr.
Crabbe's big retail dry . goods store,
was stealthily eating his lunch in a
dusty corner amongst some empty
packing boxes. It was not a very good
lunch, and warm as the day ;was, he
had but. oue glass of ice water to drink
with it.
A very guild pleasant looking young
fellow was Timothy Bloom, with eyes
like a pretty girl's,and fair hair parted
down the middle : but he was rather,
doleful at this moment, for Crabbe,
senior, had just been abusinghim for
permitting a lady, who was not to be
suited- by mortal salesman, to get toff
without buying anything, and had
likewise informed him that he had
been five seconds late that morning
and would in consequence be deducted
an eighth on Saturday evening,
That was not pleasant; and Mr.
Crabbe's manner was not pleasant,and
nd the dusty corner and the stale
indwich were not pleasant. And
ilio can wonder that poor Timothy
;loonh, looking up at a row of decorat-
ed corset boxes above his head, and
,taking hie idea from the winged,infant
pictured upon them, remarked under
Itis breath ;—
I weigh I was a cherub.
At this moment, even as the wish
fluttered up to the corset boxes, a a
little boy, about three ft et high, bear-
ing
eaming on 'bis bosom a badge with the a
enormous nttru1;er 1189, ' come around
the corner, and fixed his pathetic Ayes
on Mr, Bloom's glass of water.
I say, Mr. Bloomy he whispered',
athetically, won't you give ane just
mouthful of that water? Air. Crabbe
• 7x tai tubes ain't to havetino drinks,
rd I'm ebokin
Meifilteee+ i l l ltf hilly_
bread- whiner, and said mildly, as he Not yet ; it's too soon, said Retry,
held up the glass 1--- ' to herself ; bttt he'll go when he quito
klere, Johnny, take halt. I'd lot understands..
you have it all if we were not !hinted Lot inti congratulate you, my dear
to one glass ourselves. Illr. Bloom, said Mr. Orabbe,, bowing,
Guess water is gettiu' dear, said
Johnny, Eagerly swallowing the share
allowed of the cooling draunbD, but
scrupulously careful not to exceed the
permission, ,
lit:uik'ee. You're a brick. Mr.
Bumps bit me" a lick .when I disked
hlzn. I3ere, have the paper 2 A cus-
tomer left it on this desk. Save it for
zue to take home to mar when I go
home to.ni;ht. She dikes to rend the
murders and them things--'
' Cash 11891 shrieked`a female voice.
Oash 1 Cash 1
It's Nisi Pringle. I must go,.
wihispered Johnny, and sped away in
terror.
There were. ten dash boys in the
store, and they bad been numbered
high to sound well. '1,
Mr. Bloom peeped around the boxes.
at the clock, raw he had ten minutes
more to himselt,and opened the paper.
The first thing his eyes lighted upon
was an advertisement of a fine country
Beat for sale, and he read it through --
the descriptions of the stables, barus,
bath tubs, conservatory, veranda,lawn
and kitchen garden ; the well, the
ooiagou parlor ceilings, as though•he
intended7to buy it for himself that
afternoon. ,
Then he cast his eye upon an tos.
count of how Mr Mallen had beaten
Mrs, Mullen, and been arrested for so
doing.; and then he found himself
reading a paragraph to the effect that
the heirs of Timothy Bloom, of Lan.
caster, England, if living, might hear
of sornething to their, advantage by He returned bewildered, Miss Orabbe_
applying to Jones es Johnson, was very handsome'. She played and
street. sang and danced, and.ws Stylish. She
My naine, thought Mr Bloom, at bad set t}r;r cap for feign; and Mr,
first. ,Then, with a start, he renlem_ Orabbe—yes, aeteally Mr. Crabbe—
bored that he had heard his grea°d .had plainly allowed him to see that he
father was named Timothy. Certainly,; yvuuld give his consent to the match.
he comes from . =Lancaster, England. Two months ago he called me a
His father, David Bloom, had been an stupid idiot. Two months ago • he
only son. He was are only son him- snubbed me, whenever he spoke to rue,
selt. Well, then, he 'was Timothy thought Tim,Bloom. `Yes, this is the
Bloom's heir, if it'should prove that old story ; everybody, everybody, even
this Timothy Bloom inquired for was old Mrs. 'White,fllitteri4g and cringing
really his lather's (other. to my money 1 wor;der whether
But, oh, pshaw ! said Mr. Bloom. lletty is the same 2 Ancl young Tim
This sort of thing e4ldn't happen to Bloom actually cried ;. & though. Mr.
me. It's some other Timothy., not Crabbe called that evening and took
poor old grandfather.: And he copied him to a charming stag party, where
the address of Jones Rei Johnson . that the guests were principally in the dry
night. . goods line, and in every direction one's
However, wonders twill never cease. ears caught the remark, sold a hill of
When Tim Bloom, the meekest of all goods to a man, and where one score.
young salesmen; went home that ed to drink anything less costly than
Saturday evening with . a deducted champagne.
salary and a scolding, bre, found Mr. You rascal,said.the excellent father,
Johnson himself in his b8arding'house on the way home, I see you are afraid
parlor, and an examine,$iou' of the to speak, but I know you couldn't
family Bible in his possession, and a keep your 'eyes of my 13elinda fast
certain bundle of yelldw letters that Wednesday.
Mr. Bloom had more than once decid- Could I hope for ?our consent if
ed' to burn, but had, 'fortunately, she—
spared, settled the matter. Half a My dear bov—his 1 bt 1 hal Why,
million of money had crime to him in ask her and seta 1 cried Mr. Orabbe. It
the regular course of nature, and he has always been the wish of my heart
was richer not only than ever. Crabbe, even when you were a poor 'clerk, and
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but than any of his fast o'lable cue- she (don't say I told you) ALWAYS ad -
tamers. 'e mired you --always 11
Words oil Wisdom.
It was a wenderful surprise to little At nice o'clock, ' one night, Mrs. No man who kno s himself is
Bloom, and he searoely grjasped the White's door bell rani, and a messen. proud.
idea at first. Even after ie had told ger boy handed in a letter—a big lets Any work is hard wo to a lazy
his chief confidant, his. landlady's -, ter, with a big seal, and immediate .on man. i
pretty granddaughter,Mehitable White it. What could it WI Something Every young man bit !ds his own DPII1lf �OUf �j�j�--a pretty, pink-clieeked) capable about the property, of. course. lira, monuments. a[� y ��01111�5 M
damsel, called fletty fol' short—he White carried it herself to Mr.Bloem's Beware of people whcj do not love
only went so far as to thiihk of a pair room, and as she hauled it in, saw children anti Sowers. i • JAS, H. FRIEND
of patent.leather shoes ant a diamond him seated beside a tal?lo, on which There is nothing sadder on earth !
cravat -pin. stood wine and a tray ofc(elicacies, Mr than an unhappy child. tate of Hamilton and Paris, .
HOUSE,. SIGN AND ORNAMENT
nutty awakened him to a fui} re.. Crabbe was at supper wit her board-, The devil loves to hear the man 'TAL PAINTER, PA R HANGER,
lization of his changed condition by er. who won't pay his debts talk hi • FFIESCOER dre.
0.yitur, rather Seriously, and looking Excuse the., said PirnotI . church.
1 'buld -ak� tllisopportunit of entoriningthe citizens
4 Of wingham and surrounding country that hating
way from filen : Oh i certainly, said Mr. Crabb,, had largeet}eriencei,h cit :work, Troia phonated to
'he playing doesn't mean much do Alaoastining lialsomin�ng and Wall Papering in
Of Course, grandhna s wog, t suit you Timothy opened the letter, read it, when the pocketbook won't say amen. wlork t chs cl, e� Itnile oY othtrainpub d or pelt, j
any longer, Mr. Bloom, and you'll' uttered adeep sigh, and passed it to builatnw9reseoedin.lreautital'Cotore aha Deal na
neve! have to go back to Crabbe It Oo's Mr. Orabbe. Mr. Crabbe read it and The less religion people have the at moderato rates. R z
Again, turned purple, more they insist upon nti cis leaving. (Training in Walnut. k ire's Eye Ma
By George 1 1! never thought of it; Do I understand it 4 said .inzoth3, Babes. Tri 'Christ sonleti es die he• I11e, C., ll Speci sty.
so I shan't, skid Tim'Blown. No hiding his face.
cause they aro fad with w seed nzitk, A1lorderaentrustetl tones y aro onrtvithneatneaa
y property i i Pee le who ex prend despatch.
mover counter-juitrpin}g for ins; and if Your lawyer says thers no p pact to praise God in
'Airs. White will lett. me hire the hack loh2er yours ---that your grandfatj er heaven ought to begin to do it on •
:4.Xt.; t..l 'k' ;mei, war rare c+ s 6E Bl.00wa,atxd aart yp�,,, �}�
Va`ci...T �a.F{,lAsiL ter. -.^°Y', ' 3- . tis... 4
as he parted from, the departing ulsrk
as be did to the unrriage eustolnert at
the very store door, I have ' Always
felt a superiority in you over the other
young then. 1 said to my daughter,
Belhcidu, the other day z If it, were nut
for giving offence to others I should
ask Mr, Timothy .Bloom to uur little
evenings. Something of the prince in
disguise about him ; i ut au emptuyer
has his duties. They a metimes make
his heart ache ; but li meat perform
them.
. ]Ver. Bloom remetnhored the placard
over the water cool tr;--Cashes 'not
allowed drinks; A cash who drinks
deducted one.half, an thought that if
Mr. Crake really ha a heart this
roust he true,.
Tim Bloom was a rich man, but he
bad no rich friends aslyet. The clerks
at Orabbe es Cos ba been always
quarrelling 'amongst bemselves, and
he had not known one .in private.
The boarders were tot sociable, he
treated them to cream several times,
and took Betty' White to a concert or
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He unproved his mind in libraries
and museums, and sett up a bookcase.
of his own, into whidh he put a mis.
cellaneous absortment eltf_volumes; but
when one day he received a perfumed
envelope,invitiug him to a lawn tennis
party at Mr. Crabbe'e country seat, he
feltthat the dissipations of the wealthy
h&'d just begun for hiixl. He accepted
of course, and went attired in perfect
style, and looking very wellsindeed.
turntign of tilt that ,yoti have spent ncrs outside the church Shoot at those
already, in it.
Yes, 1 was right, said Mr. Bloom. The man who professes to be a
.I3ut, Mr. Crabbe, after all, 1 Shall dol(lhristian ought to work continually
very well. I eau go big% to ypnr i at the business,
store, and Miss Belinda has quite a Some people, when they pray in
sufficient little fortuue. !public, push every window in heavens,
Mr. Crubbe leaped to his feet. , sunt to begin with,
Sir 1 Sir ! he said, this is a great! The devil don't Dare how much
piece' of impertinence, sir. You haven't I religion people get if they wait until
spoken to Eehucla, I they get away from home tp practise
But you assured me— began t .t
Timothy.
1.
d ! The man who is a than never quits
1 didn't ! shrieked lir, Orabbe, At
least I was mistake . I came berg i work and goes to whittling because
with the intention of oiling you, upon I somebody tells him the soli has spots
my'vord acid honor, that she can't i on zt.
endure you ; and as for the -store, you' The man wile doesn't loud his
were a most incompetent salesman.
`.Chars is no situation pen. Sorry for
you, but --.Good niglzt4 Good night,
Good -night, said Timothy. .
• Then, as the door closed, he took
up his letter and carried it to old iSirs.
White,,who, with Betty as assistant,
d'as seeding raisins fo' next day's pud
ding, sitting one o.n ither;side of the
drop light in the dine g -room.
I shall have to give up gib back
parlor, said poor Timothy. And as
for my half hall bbdttpom,I don't know
how to pay for that ;. for Mr Crabbe
won't,take me back.
Time serving old wretch ; said Mrs.
White. No matter, Mr. Bloom. I'll
trust you. Intentios -being right, 1
never will be hard on my boarders:and
you can keep then parlor until it is
hired because its mo k comfortable.
And try to keep up our spirits,said
petty; for after all,re •ney ist1't every-
thing. f
It seemed to sudden to last, said
Mrs. White. I never rust these law-
yers,
So the good souls'iomforted him,
and after a whiie,when 1}easked Betty
to take a little walk with him, she
consented.
There was a little Spark on the op-
posite side o£ the street, and through
the gates were loek4d • they walked
around its railings.Their talk was
long and earnest, and hi last Timothy
said :
Well, Betty, poor es I am, will you
promise to marry me some day 2
And she answered, Yes,• Tim; very
simply—and so it was settled ; and
for a young man,i recently 'reduced
from affluence -to p verty, Mr. Bloom
certainly looked v ry happy as they
went home together. , But it was only
when Mrs.White had elven• her loving'
consent to his marxying'Hetty''when
they had enough bread and btitter,that
he made confession,
1 can't keep it to myself any'longer,
grandma. I wrote that letter myself
I'm as rich as ever I4 ?was, and I've
tested my friends. Ol Orabbe has
proven false, and' you ' ave . proven
true. 1 felt sure about etty all the
while ; and when we are arried you
must live with us, and t ere shall be
no more hard work and boarders for
you in this world, you dear old soul. •
After which the reader is to tinders
stand a wedding and a happy life for
all.
brother on the other side of the earth
doesn't love his brother on the other
side .of the street.
There are people that claim that
they are willing to do anything for the
Lord who never . think of going to
church on a rainy Sunday, .
There are women who sometime
think Sunday that they have religion,
but when the clothes line breakes
down Monday they find out they
haven't. --ham's Horn.
Editorial Evidence.
GasrL1 n w ,—Your Hagyard's Yellow Oil
is wortb.its weight iu gold for both internal
and external use. During the Late .La
Grippe epidemic we found it a most excel,
lent preventive, and for sprained limbs,
eto., there is nothing to equal it.
Ws . PEMnERTON,
Editor Reporter, Delhi, Ont.
J. H. floss, of Moosejaw, :has been
elected Speaker of the Northwest As-
sembly.
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