The Exeter Times, 1889-1-31, Page 6"ROUGHING IT IN THE BUSH."
"Cops here Sustesura, mud tell me w he This we iminethieg gained, aud off we
hot been buried here. le loolee like the tai eo t. •
0. n was so dark be the bueh, that our dim
She might "have added, "Qf my dog."
Murders to eeeme, will out. By someatrange
hence, the greve that oevered the =real
• mains of Chowder had been disturbed,
u4 the black tail ef the dog was eticking
• "Wt oan it he 2" said 1, with an aer of
(east innocence. Shell 1 call Jenny, and
ig it up ?"
" Oh, no, my dear ; has a shocking
smell, bur, it does look very mull like
Chowder's
" Impossible ! How could it Q0Ine ameng
my peas ?"
" True. Besides, I saw Chowder, with en your pace, and oross • the tree before it
my own eyes, yesterday, following a team I goes out, you will, perhaps, get your feet
wet by falling into the creek.
"Good ffeavens 1 I iraw them again • and
do just look at the dog."
Hector stopped suddenly, and, Stretching
himself along the ground, his nose resting
between his forepaeve, began to whine and
tremble. Presently he ran baok to we and
crept under our feet.
Just at that critical moment the wick of
the candle ffiokered a moment in the socket,
and expired. We were left, in pertect
the eight acres svhich the former had cleared darkness, alone with the bear—for swill we
the previous winter ; besidesii
pattng n a supposed t he animal to be.
candle looked lilee a solitary red sperk in
theintenee surrounding darknese, and scarce-
ly aerved to eitew us the path.
We went chatting along, talking over the
news of time evening, Hector running on be-
fore us, weieu I saw a pair of eyes glare upon
us from the edge of the swamp, with the
green, bright light emitted by the eyes of a
cat. '
"Did you see those terrible °yea, Moodie?"
and I clung, trembline, to his arm.
" What eyes ?" said lee, feigning ignor-
ance, "It's too dark to see anything. Tli,e
light is nearly gone, and, if you don't quick -
and George C--- hopes to recover him
for me."
" Indeed 1 I am glad to hear it. How
these mosquitoes sting. Shall we go baele
to the house 1' s
While we returned to the house, John,
who had overheard the whole conversation,
hastily disinterred the body of Chowder,
and pisseed hirn in the same myeterious grave
with Toni and the pig.
Moodie and his friend finished loggingu
crop or peas end potatoes, and an acre of
Indian corn, reserving the fallow for fall
wheat, while we had the promise of a splen-
did crop of hay off the sixteen aores that
had. been cleared. in 1834 We were all in
high spirits, and everything promised fair,
until a very triffing eircumstance again m-
• ails/oiled us muck anxiety and trouble, and
wan the cause of our losing most of our crop,
• Moodie was asked to attend it bee, which
was &lied th construct a corduroy -bridge
over a very bad piece of road. He and J.
E— were obliged to go that morning
• with wheat to the mill, but Moodie lent his
yoke of oxen for the work.
The driver selected for them at the bee
was the brutal M—y, a man noted for his
illetreatnient of cattle, especially if the an,
mala did not belong to him. He gave one
of the oxen such a severe blow over the loins
with a handspike that the creature came
home perfectly disabled, just as we wanted
his services in the hay field and harvest.
Moodie had no money to purchase, or even
to hire, a, mate for the other or; but he and
John hoped that by oereful attendance upon
the injared animal he might be restored to
health in a few days. They conveyed him
ton deserted clearing, a short distance from
the farm, where he would be safe from in-
jury from the rest of the cattle; and early
every morning we went in the canoe to
carry poor Duke a warm mask, and to watch
the progress of his recovery.
At! ye who revel in this world's wealth,
how little oan you realize the importance
which we, in our poverty, attached to the
life of this valuable animal 1 Yes, it even
became the subject of prayer, for the bread
for eurselves and our little ones depended
greatly upon his recovery.—We were doom-
ed to disappointment. A:ter nursing him
with the grea.tese attention and care for
some weeks, the animal grew daily worse,
and suffered such intense agony, as he lay
groaning upon the ground, unable to rise,
that John shot him to put him out of pain.
dere, then, were we left withont exen to
• draw in our hay, or secure our other craps.
A neighbour, who had an odd ox, kinaly
lent us the use of him, when he was not em-
ployed on his own farm; and John and
Moodie gave their own work for the occa-
• sional loan of a yoke of oxen for a day. lint
with all these drawbacks, and in epite of the
assistance of old Jenny and myeelf in the
field, a great deal of the produce was dam-
aged betore it cold be secured. The whole
summer we had to labour under this disad-
vantage. Our neighbors were all to busy too
give us any help, and their own teams were
employed. he saving their crops. Fortunately,
the few acres of wheat we had to rep were
close to the barn, and we oarried the sheaves
thither by hand ; old Jenny proving an in-
valuable help, both in the harvest and hay-
field
My heart beat audibly; a cold perspira-
tion was streaming down my face, but I
neither shrieked or attempted to run. I
don't know how Moodie got me over the
creek. One of my feet slipped into the
water, but expecting, as I did every moment,
to be devoured by master Bruin, that was a
tbing of no consequence. My husband was
lauglaing at my fears, and every now and
then he turned towards our companion., who
continued following ue at no great distance,
and gave him an encouraging shout. Glad
enough was I when I saw the gleam of the
light from our little cabin window shine out
among the trees; and, the moment I got
within the clearing I ran, without atopping
until I was safely withm the house. John
was sitting up for us, nursing Donald. He
'listened with great interest to our adventure
with the bear, and thought that Bruin was
very good to let us eserspe without one affec-
tionate hug.
"Perhaps it would have been otherwise
had he known, Moodie, that you had not
only killed his good lady, bnt were dining
sumptuously off her carcass every day."
The be,ar was determined to have some-
thing in return for the loss of his wife.
Several nights after this, our slumbers wete
disturbed, about midnight, by an awful
yell, and old Jenny shook violently at our
chamber door.
" Masther, masther, dear 1—Get up wid
you this moment, or . the bear will desthroy
the cattle intirely."
Half asleep, Moodie sprang from his bed,
seized his gun, and ran Out. I threw my
large cloak round me, struck a light, and
followed him to the door, The moment the
latter was unclosed, arnne calves that we
were rearing rashed into the kitohen, closely
followed by the larger beasts, who came bel-
lowing headlong cloven the hill pursued by
the bear.
It was a laughable scene, as shown by
that paltry tallow, o India. Moodie, in his
night-shirt, taking aim at something in the
darkness, surrounded by the terrified ani-
mals ; old Jenny, with a large knife in her
hand, holding on to the white skirts of her
master's garment, making outcry loud enough
to frighten away all the veild beasts in the
bush—herself almost in a state of nudity.
"Ooh, masther, dear 1 don't timpt the
ill -conditioned crathur wid charging too
near; think of the wife and the childher.
Let me come at the rampaging baste, an'
rn stick the knife into the heart of him."
Moodie fired. The beer retreated up the
clearing, with a low growl. -Moodie and
Jenny pursued him some way, but it was
too dark to discern any object at a distance.
I, for my part, stood at the open door,
laughing until the tears late down my cheeks,
at the glaring eyes of the oxen, their ears
erect, and their tails carried gracefully on a
level with their backs, as they stared at me
and the light, in blank astonishment. The
His wretehed followers with the hope of
• gain, e
Feel in his bosora the immortal fire
That bound a Wallace to his country's
mum,
And bade the Thracian shepherd cast away
Eorne's gelling yoke ; white the amtonished
world—
Rapt into admiration at the deed--
Baused; ere she cruelecl, with overwhelming
force,
The men who knight to win a glorious
grave?
The long -protracted harvest was at length
brought to a close. Moodie had procured
another ox from Drummer, by giving a note
at six months date for the payment; and he
and John E-- were in the middle of sow-
ing thair fall crop of Wheat. when the le.tter
reeeivdd a letter from the old country, which
conveyed to him intelligence of the death of
his mother, and of a legacy of two hundred
pounds. ,It was necessary for him to return
to elaim the property, and though we felt his
loss saVerely, we could not, without great
selfishness, urge him to stay. John had
formed an attachment to a young lady in
the country, who, like himself, possessed no
property. Their engagement, which had
existed several years, had been dropped,
from its utter hopelessness, lser mutual con-
sent. Still the young people continued to
love each other, and to leek forward to bet-
ter days, when their prospects might un-
proveso Mt that E— would be able to
purchase a hue/a-hum, and raise a house,
however lowly, to shelter hia Mary.
He, like our friend Malcolm, had. taken a
fancy to buy a part of our block of land,
which he could cultivate in partnership with
lefoothe without being obliged to hire, when
the same learn, cattle, and implements would
serve for both. • Anxious to free himself
frona the thraldom of debts which pressed
him sore, Moodie offered to part with two
hundred acres at less than they cost us, and
the bargain was to he considered as oonclud-
ed as soon as the money was forthcoming.
It was a sorrowful day when our young
friend left us ; he had been a constant in-
mate in the house for nine months, and not
one 'unpleasant word had ever passed be-
tween us. Be had rendered our sojourn in
the weeds more tolerable by his society, and
sweetened our bitter lot by his friendship
and syirapathy. We both regarded him as a
brother, and parted with him with sincere
regret. As to old Jenny, she lifted up her
voice and wept, consigning him to the care and
protection of all the saints in the Irish W-
ender.
For several days after John left us, a deep
gloom pervaded the house. Our daily toil
was performed Frith less cheerfulness and
alacrity; we Missed him at the evening
board, and at the evening fire ; and the chil-
dren asked each day, with increasing earn-
estnes, when dear E would return.
Moodie continued sowing his fall wheat.
The task was nearly completed, and the
chill October day e were feet: verging upon
winter, when towards the evening ote'one of
them he contrived—I know not how—to
crawl down from the field at the head of
the hill, faint and pale, and in great pain.
He had broken the small bone of his leg. In
dragging, among the stumps, the heavy
machine (which is made in the form of the
letter V, and. is supplied with large iron
teeth) had hitched upon a stump, and being
swung off again by the motion of the oxen,
hed come with great force against his leg.
At first he was struck down, and for some
time was unable to rise; but at length he
contrived to unyoke the team, and crawled
partly on his hands and knees down the
clearing. •
What a sad, melancholy evening that
was 1 Fortune seemed never tired of playing
us some ugly trick. The hope which had so
long sustained me seemed about to desert me
altogether; when I saw him on whom we
,all depended for subsistence, and whose
kindly voice ever cheered us under the
• pressure of calamity, smitten down helpless,
all my courage and faith in the goodness of
the Divine Father seemed to forsake me,
and I wept long and bitterly.
The next morning I went in search of a
messenger, to send to Peterborough for the
doctor; but though I found and sent the
messenger, the doctor never came. Perhaps
he did not like to incur the expense of a
fatiguing journey, with small Ethane° of ob-
taining a sufficient remuneration
Our dear sufferer contrived with assistance,
to bandage his leg; and after the first week
of rest had expired, he amused himself with
making a pair of crutches, and in manu-
facturing Indian paddles for the canoe, axe -
handles, and yokee for the oxen. It was
wonderful with what serenity he bore this
unexpected affliction -
Buried in the obscurity of the woods, we
knew nothing, heard nothing of the political
state of the country, and were little aware
of the revolution which was about to work
a great change for us and for Canada.
The weather continued remarkably mild.
The firet great snow, which for years has
ordinarily fallen between the 10th and 15th
of November, still kept off. November
passed on; and as all our firewood had to be
chopped by old Jenny during the lameness
of my husband, I was truly grateful, to God
for the continued mildness of the weather.
On the 4th of December—that great day
of the outbreak ---Moodie was determined to
take advantage of the open state of the lake
to carry a large grist up to Y--'8 mill.
I urged upon him the danger of a man at -
Still, with all these misfortunes, Previ" s noise of the gun had jusb roused John E
clence watched over us in a signal manner. from his slumbers. He was no less amused
We were never left entirely without food. than myself, until he saw that a fine year -
Like the widow's cruise of oil, our means, ling heifer was bleeding, and found, upon
though small, were never suffered to cease examination, that the poor animal, having
entirely. We had been for some days with- been in the claws of the bear, was danger -
out meat, when Moodie canie running in °may, if not mortally hurt.
for his gun. A great she -bear was in the "i hope," he cried, "that the brute has
wheat field at the edge of the wocd, very not touched ray 'foal 1" I pointed to the
busily employed in helping to harvest the black face of the filly peeping over the back
crop. There was but one bullet, and a of an elderly cow.
...harp or two of buckshot, in the house; "You see, John, that Brain preferred
but Moodie started to the wood with the veal; there's your 'horsey,' as Dunbar calls
single bullet in hie gun, followed by a little her, safe, and laughing at you."
tarsier dog that belonged te John E Moodie and Jenny now returned from
Oiti Jenny was busy au the wash -tub, but the pursuit of the bear, E ----afastened all
the moment she saw her master running up the cattle into the back yard, close to the
the clearing and knew the causeeshe left her house. By daylight he and Moodie started
work, and snatching up the carving•lenife, in chase of Bruin, whom they tracked by
ran after him, that, in case the bear should his blood some way into the busk; but here
have the best of the light, she would be there he entirely eseaped their search.
to help "the mother." Finding her shoes
aecommode her, she flung them off, in order
to run faster. A few minutes after came TUE BEARS OF UANADa.
the report of the gun, and I heard Moodie
Oh ! BEAR me from this savage land of
halloo to E--- who was oubting stakes
E---,
for a fence in the woou. I hardly thought For 'tis in
bear, but I ran to the door to listen. The deed UNBEARABLE to me ; tempting to manage a canoe in rapid water,'
it possible that he could havee killed the
I'd rather cope with vilest worldly cares, who was unable to atand without crutches ;
children were excitement, which the Or writh with cruel sickness of the sea. but Moodie saw that the children would
BEARS
•
• sight of the black molester, borne down the
clearing upon two poles,increased to the
wildest demoristrations of joy. Moodie and
John were carrying the prize, and old Jenny,
• brandishing her carving -knife, followed in
the rear,
The rest of the evening wee spent in skin-
ning, and cutting up, and salting the ugly
creature, whose flesh filled a barrel with ex-
cellent meat, in flavor resembling beef, while
the ehorb gram and juicy !ware of the flesh
gave to it the tenderness of mutton. This
was quite a Godsend, and lasted us until we
were able to kill two large fat hogs, in the
fall,
A few nights after, Moodie and I encoun,
texed the mate of Mre. Bruin'while return-
ing from a visit to Emilia, in the very depth
of the wood.
We had been invited to meet our friend's
father and mother, vvho had come up on a
short visit to the 'oode; and the evening
• patted away BO pleasantly that it was near
Midnight hereto the little party of friends
separated. The moon etre.9 dOW11. The
weed, through which we had to rehire, vvas
very dark, the ground being low and
ileVantpy, and the trees thick and tall. There
was in partiotelar, One very ugly spot, whet°
a email (meek creased the road. Thia creek
dould only be passed by foOtcpatteengets
setemblitig over a fallen tree, Which in a
dark nieht, wale not very (may to lid.
1 begged a toreh �f Mr, --; but no
• torah nada be found, Emilia Iangliecl at
my fears etill, knoWieg what a coward I
wee in the bueh of a night, the found
about an inch of candle, whieh Was all that
tetnaintd from the evening's entertainment,
This she PIO Ittlth ail Old latathorin
"It will not last yen leeg ; but it Will
Crarry yoti over tho ceeek."
Oh! BEAR me to my own Beim land of
hills,*
Where I'd be sure brave naueelegg'd lads
to see—
Breen cakes, BARE rocksnand whiskey stills,
And zsenn-legg'd nymphs to smile once
more on me.
I'd BEAR the heat, I'd BEAR the freezing air
Of equatorial realm or Arctic Sen,
I'd sit all Bane: at night, and watich the
Northern BEAR,
And bless my soul that he was far from
I'd BEAR the poor -rates, tithes, and all the
ills
John Bull Mint BEAR, (who takes them
all, poor sinner 1
As patients do whon forced to gulp clown
pine,
And water -gruel drink in liett of dinner).
ntan the BARENESS of all barren len&
Before l'd BEAR the maiteereet2ss of this;
BARE head, mane fee; BARE legs, BARE
hands,
Beale everything, but want of social bliss.
But Should I die in this drear land of Means,
Oh 1 ship me off, my frionao, discharge the
sable ,wearers,
For if you don't, in spite of priests and
prayers,
he pgAus will come, and eat up corpse and
Benne:me.
* The Orkney Were.
W.. D. M..
CHAPTER XX,—Tire OUTBREAIL
Can a eorrupted dream pour thrOugh the
hula
Watets 1 Can the sieve, Who
intee
need bread, and he was anxious to make the
experiment.
Finding that I could not induce him to
gine up the journey, I determined to go
with him. ,Old Wittals, who happened to
come down that morning, agsisted in placing*
the bags of wheat in the little veesel, and
helped to place Moodie at the stern. With
a ead, forboding spirit, I aesisted to push off
from the shore.
(TO BE OONTINITED.)
• Currency in Venezuela.
In Venezuela all manner of makeshifts
have been resorted to for supplying a " air
culating medium," In Guanta, for eecample,
the peaple have absolutely no money, and
when they WW1 to purchase a few necessaries
they steal cementite by "the deek of the
moon," and hand them over to the treater in
exchange for the supplies they require. Thie
free-ancheaey custom became so universal
and alarming that, in order to protect the
few who raise the fruit, the Alcaldi ot the
District of Gameta was obliged to issue a
decree which probably hem not a parallel in
financial cireles. He has lately prohibited
the use of cocoanute aorrioney, and threaten-
ed With condign/ punishneent all traders who
may receive them as such,
Y010 -NG FOLKS.
THE Cii/LD.EN RULE -
By JOHN MUIR, TORONTO.
Speak a kind word when you can—
Kind words cost but little,
This is far the better plan—
Human hearts are brittle ;
Life is all too short for strife—
Peace and love are golden,
For they serve to lengthen life—
So say sages olden 1
Let us lend a helping hand
To a weary brother,
Are we not a pilgrim -band
Bound to one another?
Our reward shall greater be
When we get to heaven,
If to duty faithfully .
We have daily striven
Life to us is like a school
Wherelour good behavior
Should be as the golden rule
Taught us by our Saviour :—
" Do to others as you would
That they should do to•you;"
Then shall you be truly good,
And life's regrets be few 1
• THE HOUSE THAT HILDA BUILT
It was one summer nay, and the sun was
just going down. "tilde. Benson—she was
twelve years old—believes shewill always
remember it, because all the werld around
her was verybeautiful the few moments she
stood looking at the wide sea and the twine -
son -tinted clouds. Sky Island, on a head-
land of which she stood, seemed to have
drifted away off on the bosona of the ocean
to a place where there was never any noise
except the lapping of the sea on the rocks,
an' the flapping of the fishermen's sails,
"0 Toni she said to,her brother, clasp-
ing her hands impulsively, "0 Tom ! I
think it is splended, and I am just as
happy as I can be. I wish I could do some-
thing god."
Tom was stretched out on the grass read-
ing a sea tale. He looked up at her wonder-
ingly.
"Be a good little girl then, and go get me
an apple, he suggested. He always called
her a little girl because he was foefteen
years old.
"1 wish I could do something good,"
she coutmued, "something I mind think
about the last thing before I go to sleep,
when I wake iti the night, and when I get
up in the morning."
When Hilda recallsthat beautiful after-
noon three years ago she remembers very
well how it made her feel, and wbat she said.
And eho can tell an interesting stery about
what happened afterwards, and what she
eally did do.
She and, her brother had come to sky
Island with their Aunt Margaret to pass the
summer. But she had no idea tint visiting
that out of -the -way place would' ever make
any difference in the lives of three small bop
among the fishermen. She was a generous
little girl with the money her father and
Aunt Margaret often gave her; she would
have given those boys a share of that
money to help .them buy better clothes, for
they looked very poor compared with the
boys she was was used to, and she would
have helped them in any way she could.
But she would have been very touch sae
prised if any one had told her how much
she had to give that was not money.
It came about in this way. Seth Cropper
had been expecting a, letter every day since
Toth and Hilda had been rowed over to the
Island by him. He had told them all about
it, and talked about it and talked of it every
time they went to the post -office on the
mainland in his boat. That afternoon after
LEH& had watched the sun go down, Seth
came up.from the wharf with the letter in his
hand.
" It's come," he said. "Here it is, eure's
I'm born."
"Oh ! Prn ever so glad," Hilda answer-
ed
"What does he say ?" asked Tom closing
his book. • '
The letter Was from a gentleman who had
recently been visiting the Island in a yacht,
and it contained a crisp five -dollar bill.
Seth unfolded the letter, and showed them
the money; but he grew very red and con-
fused when Tom asked again what the
gentleman had.written.
"You read it aloud, Mitre Hilda," he
requested. "1 guess you can read it bet-
teren 1 can,"
Hilda read it. The gentleman said he
sent the money to help Seth get a new
boat. He advised him to be a better
boy than he had been, to stop swearing,
and to try very hard to learn to read ani
write.
" Why, I'll teach you to read, if you want
mc to 1" said Hilda, the moment she had
finished reading.
So uneatesfactory is the cable communica-
tion with Atratralia that the English papers
Announce the, laying of a new line over part
of the dietence as the service is constantly
interrupted by volcanic ereptions and other
causes. The bele line will be ever a thong -
end miles hi length. The repeated' troubles
over theee old routes all tell in filyttr of the
Pacific project, in which Caned& is inters
eater],
and I will get oftr Aunt Margaret to buy
some book e eor yon to study."
Seth and Andy and Piper went to work
with a will to fix the old boat-houee so it
might be a place good enough, for Hilda to
enter. They swept and scrubbed la clean.
Then they built at op° end a aeat with a
eanopy of hemlock boughs for her to sit on.
TWQ or three of the fishermen lent them
lanterns to hang up on the rafters to light
the plaoe. About dark, an o14 fisherman
named Todgers, with a wooden leg, leoked
in to see what the boys were doing.
"Seem to me you lads have teckled a new
reolconine and are on a new tack, heyi" he
oaid, rubbing his stubby chin.
"Well, I guess so, uncle," Seth answered.
"We're pointing for something better'n
school of fish just now."
"Yote take my advice, and don'ts reef any
sail whilst there's a fair wind," Uncle Tod -
era went on. "Just keep yourself beaoed
right up for every whiff you can get."
Tom. and Hilda were on hand by the time
they were expected. They brought reading -
books and epelling- books with them Lend be-
gan as though they had kept richoolall their
lives, But they had never attempted to
teach before, and Tom soon discovered that
it took a ereat deal of patience. Seth and
.Piper and Andy tugged at the ohort sent-
ences in the readers for two hours harder
than they had ever worked at anything.
"If we can only succeed in making them
read the way we oan read, Tom, I shall be
ever so happy," said Hilda, when they had
finished the evening, and were going across
the Island in the moonlight.
"We'll try," Tom answered. "And I
think they ought not to forget you in a hurry,
if we do. I shouldn't have thought of teach-
ing them, Hilda, if it had not been for you'
"You are good to help me, Toni," Hilda
repl!ed, "and I shall not forget you all my
bus. •
Seth and Andy and Piper stood still and
silent, watching them until they had dis-
appeared in the shadow of thick trees that
ecreened the moonlight
" Look here, fellows," said Seth, soberly;
"1 move that we make a compact right on
this spot this moment to get these books so
as we can read them straight from cover to
cover before that little girl and her brother
leave the Island."
" So be it," said Piper solemnly. l'm
agreed."
"Will you? Do you really mean it fez
solemn earnest ?" Seth asked, pleased and
redder than over, "I'll do anything to
learn, if you will, and Ill row you over
to the village for nothing whenever you say
so.'
Hilda said of course she meant what she
said, and sho would agree to teach him
every day.
Seth had never felt so ashamed of his
ignorance as he did now. That night he
found a couple of his cronies, Piper Smith
and Audi Tarbox, down on the wharf fish-
ing by the light of a brush fire. He confich
ed to them that the little city girl wao going
to teach him reading and writing, and he
meant to turn over a new leaf in the future.
"Look here, Andy ; perhaps she'll teach
you and Piper, if you ask her," Seth Said in
a burst of enthusiemtn.
" I wouldn't dare to ask her," said Andy.
"Nor" 1, put in per. Pi "Theyain't like
us, that little city girt and her brother.
Ile's awful big feeling, that fellow."
" Yen just, wait, then," Staid Seth, "and
I'll atilt her myself."
" We might take the old boat -house up
here, pub in some benches, a
regular school -house of it, hey?" euggested
Andy.
• " That's what I'll tell her," Seth declared,
" IViebbe she knewe we never have any
ilohool on the Island, summer or winter, and
have to go over to the mainland for every-
thing we learn."
"We'd know how to read and Write like
other folks, of course, if etween't for that,"
said Piper; "if we didn't have to go to the
mainland and get thrashed by those Village
fellows."
"Well, I'll ask her, anyhow," Seth de-
olared again.
And he aia leek her the first chance he
got the wed day. Ile explained that Ardy
and Piper did not know even ati ninch ao
he Minion*and that they Were very antiods
to share his advantages. To hie Ourprite,
nob only 13.1k4e stoned, glad to help him
and the other beys, but Toni, who was
father "tuck up " said he would help alto.
"We'll teach the three of you down in
the boat -house every evening after you get
through your work;" said Tete/ "Hilda
"So say we all of us," assertedAndy. And
they struck hands. •
It was the middle of June when the school
was begun, and it was the last of September
when Aunt Margaret signified to Tom and
Hilda that itwas time to go back to their
city home. They had teught tho three boys
more than three months and they could all
read. Seth could even write a little, and he
promised ,to write a letter to Hilda every
week to let her know how they :progressed.
Hilda looked for the letters with eagerness;
• and three or four times she got a long letter
which Seth and Piper and Andy had written
together, telling all the news at the Island.
Once they wrote that a great snow -storm
had buried the Island in snow, Another
time they told about an illustrated book
which Seth hacl received from a gentleman
who sent him tbe five -dollar bill, and *hat
fun they had had reading it together during
the winter evenings. In the pring theee
came a letter thee had important new s.
Sky Islend was going to have a regular
school -house built, like the one at the vill-
age on the mainland. Seth and Piper and
Andy, with Uncle Todger's help, had
brought the thing to pass.
"That is a surprise I" said Aunt Mar-
garet
"I would not have believed they could do
ib," Tom added.
"Oh, I am so glad 1" said Hilda.
When Uncle Todgers found out from
Seth that the little city girl and her brother
were °timing to the Island to pars another
summer, he declared that the new school-
house skould be dedicated the day they ar-
rived All the fishermen on the island
agreed with him, and the carpenters and
painters made haste to get the littlwbuilding
completed.
• One bright June morning Tom and Hilda
stood on the hore of the mainland rather
bewildered. There was a large fishing -
smack, gayly decorated with fiags, waiting
to take them and their aunt over to the
island. Seth, Piper, and Andy were on
board, and so was 'Uncle Todgers. Every-
body was delighted to see them, and the
boys were dressed specially for 'the comae
den.
"There's going to be a big time this after-
noon," Seth whispered to Tom.
• "Going to have a festival," whispered
Piper, slyly. "Everybody's folks has got
something ready,—cake, mince -pies, ice-
cream, everything." /
By three o'clock the brand-new little
school -house was crowded. It looked as
though every soul on the Island was on
hand. Uncle Todgers sat on the platform
with Toni and Hilda on his right and left.
As soon as in could be made quiet, he stood
up on his wooden leg, and made a speech,
telling everybody how much they owed to
Tom and his little sister.
" Mebbe the little girl didn't know how
much she wag doing when she did what she
could to help these boys," he seed "and
mebbe the girls' and boys here don't know
what good they can do hereafter by using
what they learn for the good of others; but
I want everybody to take notice from the ex-
ample that's now before theme'
Tom and Hilda hardly knew what to say.
Before they went to bed that night they
stole out, went to the cliff, and took another
look athe schohool-use to make sure it was a
a fact.
Resolves for the New Year.
Of come eve all want to make a certain
resolution on New Year's day, even if we
breale them before the week is out, as moot
of us do; but if we look into the matter
closely, we will find that we do not make
them in the right spirit when they are so
easily broken. In the first place, we must
study ourselves, our faults and iimitations,
and then thelce slush resolutions as we see
will be most helpful to us to correct these,
looking to One who alone is able to help us
keep them.
As I am writing to women, I propose to
tell them of a code made by a friend of mine,
n January, 1887. See is a farmer's wife,
with several children, and was a very Meetha
among warren, "careful and troubled etout
many things." I will quote from her leteer,
which may help some of you:
"I was fest working myself into that
narrow bed which must form our last rest.
It was one eternal round of washing, iron.
in, cleaning, sewing, sweeping and baking.
One day when I was fluting the ruffles of
my little girls' aprons, I happened to re-
flect npon the probable future of my little
ones if I should be taken • sick or die.
Probably I was then overtired, for one or
other of these cataetrophes seemed to be at
thet mement imminent, That night after
I went to bed I framed in my mind a set
of resolutions which I afterward wrote out
They were, that I would lie down daily, if
only for fifteen minutes. That one after-
noon in the week, in winter at least, I
would devote to the exchange of ideas with
the, outer world—I would see some friend,
either in her home or mine. That three
evenings in the week, in winter at least, I
would read aloud, with, or without, • the
,nhildren—that is, sometimes for their
benefit, and sometimes for my own.
• "Now, in order to do tide. the work must
be lessened sotnewhete. First, I left off
every ruffle and tuck from garments, little
and big. • This saved both sewing and frett-
ing. Flannels, plain underclothing (and we
soon had no other) were brought from the
line on wash day, as son as dry, folded neat-
ly and hung on the horse to air without tak-
ing an iron to them at all. 1 have since
learned that it is considered better not to
iron sheets, as it takes off the sweet smell of
newly washed Hien. If such things are
hung up straight, and then not jammed in a
wad in a basket to lie over night peeparatory
to 'sprinkling,' there are few wrinkles that
, cannot be rubbed out with your two hands.
Wash day remained a necessary evil, but I
saved washing in every way possible. Lit-
tile
squares of white oilcloth were laid ander
the children's plates, and in summer when
the men were afield, and olaf,ing was neces-
sarily more soiled, a ong strip of thie mater-
ial Wee laid upon either side of the table.,
Pies, which had been on our table daily, bee
came a rarity; cake, still more rare. • Thiele --
of the saving of labor that tide sacrifice
meant, and my husband says it has been no
sacrifice, but that on the contrary he thinks
doing without thele dainties has given hien
a new lease of life. Bakingday, which once
with its doughnuts and pies had been my y
busiest day, now became my day of leisure
—comparative leisure, tor I still do not lux- ,
uriate in idleness. The children are merrier k
and happier, because I can give them more
time. My husband is mare pleased, because
he says I do not now look overworked, and,
altogether, we are satisfied with my resolu-
done. '
My friend could not easily have kepi these
resolutions without the co-operation of her
husband, and, in the name of overburdened
womanhood, I ask the husbands 'dello read
the "Americaai Agriculmalise" to be isa this
matter a helpmeets to their wives.[Alice
Chittenden.
SMALLPDX SCARE.
• Talking Dolls.
• And now Mr. Edison has inventhd a germ-
ine talking doll, He calla it a Dollphone.
He puts a little phonograpa with a clock-
work accompaniment, in the doll's back, and
by pressing a spring the doll will say:
"1 love you, mamma; I love you dearly,
MOM= ; but I am tired and dleepy now.
Please put Inc in my little bed," or some-
thing else equally astomehing. The reporter
of the Chicago " Tribune " visited M.
Edison and sew thetui wonderfed dolls. He
y
.` Mr. Edison wound up a brunette doll,
with jet black curls and sparkling brown
eyes. The doll started off at a brisk rate
with the following:
Twinkle, twinkle, little star,
How I wonder what you are,
Up above the world so high,
Like a dianiond in the sky.
Another doll -baby Bang in a sweet, child-
ish treble " Rook -a by Baby on the Tree
Top" all the way through with good expres-
sion and without a false note. Sito sang it
quite loudly, too, oo that any otte could have
heard her acrose a moderate-sized room,
Still another sang a pretty German song,
It le so conetraoted that phonograph eylin,
dere are interchanged, and new sets of ten-
tencee may frequently be introduced into the
toy's talking machine,
tamme.
kl for
There is a ood fie
Tuscutribia, lVfiller county, Miseouri, *here se
oftener es at
Cases all Round Detroit—A Student at Ann
Axbor Down.
• DETROIT, Jan. 26.—Health Officer Duffield
says there is smallpox all round Detroit, and
the infection could easily be carried in paper
money. • He asked for authority to request
the banks to have their tellers vaccinated.
Comptroller Moran knew of a case of infec-
tion from paper money. The health officer
was given power to notify the banks of the
danger. •
ANN ARBOR, Jan. 26,—A student in the
School of Pharmacy in the universitynamedm
Daily had a light attack of sellpox and
hes been removed to the pest home. He
was vaecinated in New York the same day
he was exposed, so his attack will not be
Serious. Tho case is rneking quite a scare,
however, and everybody is getting vaccinat-
ed.
LANSING, Jan. 26.—Dr. Baker says that
the State Board of Hea/th has information
of outbreake of smallpox at seven different
places in the State—Allis township, Presque
Isle county, one ease; Deerfield township,
Lenawee county, five cusses; Dundee, one
tease ; Azelia, Monroe county, fourteen cases;
Lensing, two oases; Detroit, two oases;
Cheboygan, three cases. •
is Stanley Alive ?
• Henry M. Stanley, accompanied by nine,
hundred men, started from Yambuza, on -
the Congo, on the 23d of June, 1887, for the
relief of Emin Bey. His objective point
was Wadelai. The distance an a straight
line is about 660 miles, but the region
being unknown and the impediments fre-
quent the eourney probably aggregated 750
miles. Stanley expected to „Inake twelve
miles a day, and join Eniin in ,August, and
be back in November. This was rather too
sanguine, however, for the average rate of
Stanley's march in 1876, from Zanzibar to
Victoria Nyanza, was only six miles it day.
But, even with the full allovvance for inter-
ruption, a long time has claimed. One year
and six months have gone and his fate is un-
known.
. Is Stanley dead? The question is the A
subject of a valuable symposium in the )
December number of the "North American
Review." The writers are Lord Wolseley,
President Daly, of the Atuerioan Geographi-
cal Society, and Jaime M. Hubbard end vr.
Franz Boaz, two authorities on African ex-
ploration, General Wolseley sayo, "1 feel
convinced that he has reached Enun Paella."
He further declaree that the ciecumetanceit
ethengthen the assumption that Stanley
th
and the White Pasha aone and the same
person." He continues : " Attie& as one can
gather from all we have learned from Zanzi-
bar, the country between it and Einin
Pasha' e headquarters, has been so dieturbed
by this war that no news or messengers have
been allowed to papa through the line of
contendirig tribes. It is not only that We
have no news of Stenley since last November,
but neither have we had any from Etnin.
TO me it is quite evident that we shall bear
of both at the seme time end believe it
Will be to the effect that Stanley reached
groin about the erre of lase year. Upon
reaching Wadelai it is certain that Stanley
would give his men a rest. The four ot,
perts all believe that Stanley is alive. Let
us hope, that the coneltieron borreete—e
[Baltimore American.,
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