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HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Huron Expositor, 1886-08-27, Page 22 THE HURON EXPOSITOR. AUGUST 27, 1886. THE OLD CLOCK.' • BY GEORGE FAWCETT ROWE. it was a dock ef th,e seventeenth cen- tury, the hours on its genial round face in white numbers, on a charmingly enameled ground of turquoise blue and the case about and beneath it fancifully carved into garlands of flowers and fruit. The big brass pendulum, with its cease- less swing and tireless tick -tack, was its sole solemn feature,for as the passing hours struck, a merry, softened chime rang out as sweetly as may be heard across the fields from some distant vil- lage spire upon a summer's evening. It had on adorned the boudoir of some patched and painted damsel in the Four- teenth Louis's reign, but now it stood upon the mantel of Madame Laval's apartment on the fifth floor of a house in the Rue Placide, Paris. Of the clock' earliest history Madame Laval knew tittle, but she did know it had been the prized possession of her grandparents, that its voice had regulated her life from childhood, and that it was her only dot when she married the late Moneieur Laval. Madame was in the thirties, but a graceful little woman yet, of very staid demeanor, spite of a little plumpness and at charming pair of limpid brown eyes, fringed witldtine black lashes; she was the widow of a clerk in the Office of Public Works, whom she had nursed in his declining years. Leval had left her all he had to leave, namely, the pension of an old public servant, amounting to the modest sum of eleven hundred francs per annum. Aided by occasional scraps of dress work from the neighboring stores, she managed to subsist on this pittance, but when such bits of luck 'were scarce, she found it not a little hard to feed the big porcelain stove in the cold dull season. Intensely economical, therefore, she was no gadabout, rarely left the house except to carry home her task or say her prayers at the mission in the next street ; she had no relatives left in the world, and but one single acquaintance, Marc Martelot,' the only favored visitor in the late Laval's Marc was yet a sub clerk in the De- partment of Public Works, and continu- ed to exhibit the same awe and diligent respect for the widowthat he had always . shown towards her husband, his defunct chief. He was past forty, awkward and shambling, with a broad, ruddy face, big blue eyes, a settled look of surprise in them, neither well favored nor exact- ly ugly, for it wat a face full of good nature and madesty. in the office he labored diligehtly, giving the depart- ment every son's worth of the time it grid for, and he was sneered at by the less scrupulous clerks as a dull fellow. "a mere lump of honest lead." With such characteristics Martelot remained, of course, a bachelor; not that he had an aversion to the blissful condition, but for an overpowering timidity, and a deeply -rooted terror of the fair sex. Three evenings in the week Marc en- larged his very small stipend by regula- ting the accounts of the retail grocer in whose house he occupied a room, but the other four were devoted to Madame, "out of pure respect,' he said, "to her deceased husband's memory." On each and all these evenings he punctually pulled the widow's bell as the doek was chiming for eight; took her hand in his in the seine mechanical fashion, sat in the same chair, rose on the first stroke of ten, put on his cotton gloves and disappeared with the chimes. This companionship, founded upon upon the same simple attachment to the defunct (who, to speak the truth of him, had been a dreadfully tyrannical individual) became a settled habit, and, whether by the open window in summer or at the stove in winter, there the couple sat, the year round, in honest communion. Madame Laval stitched assiduously, and, although Martelot was an indifferent conversationalist, he was thoroughly up in the tattle of the office, and Madame, habituated to the con- fidences of her defunct, had come to know the names of all the persons em- ployed therein, the number of their familien and their various places of abode, so that she ,was now continually interested in all their doings. Therefore Martelot's stream of small -talk had attentive ears, and, this ended,he would relapse into solemn contemplation of the widow's nimble fingers, until the promp- ter on the mantel gave him the cue for his exit. But Martelot never objected to the clock's taking a third share of the con- versation, as it frequently did, as he pulled forth an old-time repeater, round as an onion, and strongly secured to his -fob be; a massive old-style chain. Marc would then proceed to compare the vaga- ries of his "onion" with the orderly pro- ceedings of the clock, and maliciously assert that the clock was always trying to take time by the forelock; but he was never permitted to continue,for Madame would leap to the defence of her favor- ite's character. And, once on the topic, the widow never seemed to tire of ex- tolling the clock's excellent points. She would recOunt the memories of her childhood, and paint 6her and again the farmhouse wherein she (an orphan) was reared by her grandparents. She would omit no simple particular, but would point out to open-mouthed Martelot just where the clock stood,between the great bed and the big bureau, precisely oppos- ite the vast chimney, where you might gaze upwards and see the white smoke mingling with the blue sky. She would repeople her old home, and picture the Granny, lithe still, bustling and alert, and ever on her dignity, as became one descended of a noble, if impoverished, stock. • No one but Granny ever ventur- ed on the weekly task of winding up her favorite, for if one did, the clock would creak and groan as if inwardly distress- ed; but as she performed the operation its lungs would crow like chanticleer, and its face, under the gentle manipu- lation of her fingeas, would shine and glow with undisguised satisfaction. "Yes, and then the dear old father," Madam would continue, "sitting in the great settle—the dear old father would get jealous, and yow that *Granny loved the clock better than she did him.' "'And why shouldn't I?' Granny, would answer. 'Did the dock ever vex me, as you've done? Ah! if I had guessed you owned such a cross-grained disposition, my blessed clock should never have passed your threshold! And then the old Titan would say, slyly: 'Ah, you didn't talk that way, Jeanne, when I was a gay, good-looking young fellow Why, I've seen ye climb the haystack often to watch my coming home from market !! And then he'd. chuckle until he'd nearly choke with joyful recollect- ions. "Ha.,' old Granny would cry out, with affected indignation, only mar- ried you to save you from conscription; you were such a- coward, and You know it 1' 'A coward—I ?''the old father would scream out. 'Why, I was aching in my bones to fight for the great Bonaparte ! And then the few hairs left at the back of his bald ttate would rise up, like the comb of a fighting cock; and perhaps just then the clock,like a mutual friepd, would step in and stop the argument by ringing out the hour for supper." • "Ali," the little widow would often say to Martelot, "the old people, spite of their little disputes, adored each other; and when the gong struck for her death, 'twas not long after that it knelled for his. You must think me very silly, Monsieur Martelot, to retell such simple things; but when l'm elone, and the clock speaks, it reminds ine of -a thousand details of my childish days, and reminds me how very much alone in the world I am now." Then Madame would sigh, and Marte- 16t would fidget and blow his nose sever- al times, to conceal his emotion; and once he actually dared to stammer out: "Y—es, it must -be pleasant- to have— something to 1—ove—if it's only a clock !" That time Madame looked up from her needlework, astonished at such d bold remark, and Martelot, ashamed of his daring, became confused and dumb, ale. though, as she resumed her occupation, he stealthily observed her face, admiring her shapely head; crowned by its fine knot of chestnut hair, until her soft eyes caught him in the act, when he suddenly jumped up, blushing, and remembered it was time to go. One evening in May,as these souvenirs of the clock had ledlo a more intimate dialogue than usual, Madame said, ab- ruptly: "I wonder that a man,with such domestic habits as yours, Monsieur Martelot, should never have thought of matrimony." "I have thought of it," hastily replied Marc—"often thought of it, Madame, when I was young; but now—I'm afraid it's too late. "Too late, Monsieur Martelot! Why ?" "Because I'm too old now, Madame." 'Old, indeed !" replied the widow. "The remark is not very complimentary to me—for—you know—I am nearly thirty-one myself, Monsieur Martelot." Marc blushed to the roots of Ms hair, and gasped out a stream of excuses-, assuring her, in blundering terms, that she really didn't look thirty, that the spring—he didn't know why—had given her so much color—he didn't know how; he wished it would have the saute effect upon him; but, even if, it did, he was afraid he never should muster courage to ask any woman to bless him; that he always had been a coward, and he feared he should remain one to the end of his life. Ah, yes, yes," breathed the wicl- dow, reflectively, yop are timid—too timid. But," added she, in a friendly way, "I like you all the better for it.' Spite of this encouragement, Martelot stuck still, cracked his finger joints Tor sheer lack of ideas, and, stammering out a hasty good -night, made a more rapid disappearance than usual. But when he reached his solitary chamber a prodigious access of valor came over him. He sneered aloud at his ridiculous timidity, and poured -forth a running fire of compliments to an imaginary female. The maid -of -all - work, who had a sneaking kindness for Marc, was paralyzed at these explosions, but though she distorted her vision in spying through the keyhole for a sight of his companion, she- could not succeed; so, after a week, she concluded that Martelot was contemplating some ter, rible exploit, or that he was graduating for a lunatic asylum. Unconscious of this deep interest in his affairs, Marc continued his practice in the arts of love; but the very aliment that he came face to face with the buxom widow, he forgot all the -fine speeches he had con- cocted; and became about as lively and amusing as a deaf mute. Thus the summer sped, and chill November saddened the skies, and seemed, too, as Martelot fancied, to be- cloud the pretty widow's face. He tried, in his uncouth way, to win her confidence, but the more he tried the more she seemed bent upon reserve, until one evening, as he climbed the stairs and paused on the landing, he thought he failed to hear the welcome tick of the clock. "Has it stopped ?" thought he, as he shook the widow's cold hand, and then his eyes wandered instinctively to the mantel; followed by a fearful -glance of the widow's. The clock was gone; no sign of it, except the dusty outline of the departed vase, which seemed to have left an outlined ghost of itself upon the wall. "You are looking for the clock ?" said the widow, hastily. "Yes, I feared you'd be surprised, but I ail -learning to resign myself to a neighborly sacrifice. The people in the next flat," she con- tinued, with a ghastly smile, complain that the chimes 'spoil their sleep; one of their little ones is sick, and—and—the landlord gave me warning—that—unless —I ---I "—and then Madame stopped short, for she was a ,very ameaeur at falsehood. "You've not sold it?" almost shrieked Martelot. "0-h no, not yet," she responded, " but a friend of mine, an auctioneer, tells me it's almost a work of art— And. then Martelot noticed that her eyelids were redder than he had ever seen them; he remembered, too, it was rent day, and that of late the widow had been stitching her own poor gar- ments, instead of the fine materials sup- plied by her patrons. So, after a long pause, Martelot ventured to hint "that he had never heard her speak of this friend of hers before—or had he for- gotten ?—and what was the gentleman's name, and where was his place of busi- nes's ?" " His name is Reynon," answered Madame, with some hesitation, "and his rooms are at No. 6, in the Hotel Druet." And when is the sale to he, Mad- ame ?`! added taartelot." "To -morrow," replied the widow, with a heart-rending sob. Oh !" gasped Martelot. "Yes, and I want you, Monsieur, to do me a great favor,' continued the widow. "I want to see into whose hands my cherished clock may fall; so if you could get leave for an hour or two, and accompany me—I'm afraid to go-alone—I've-no one to ask but you." And -then she bit her lip, and, repressing the rising tears, took his hand, so that Martelot had all he could do to assure her that "she might certainly command his services" on the morrow. Martelot passed a night of terrible dis- quietude, and when at last he did doze off, he fancied that -the face of the lost clock assumed the countenance of the late Mons. Laval—at first frowning severely, and then winking and smiling on him in a friendly and reassuring manner. • Next day, at the earliest possible hour, Martelot was Observed- by the "milk," and several dapper damsels who were chattering over their mops and pails to pause mysteriously near the pawnbroker's establishment to re- connoiter furtively, and dait into the entrance; emerging ten minutes after- ward, with a badly assumed air of in- difference, but in great heat and con- fusion. Never since the demise of the late M. Laval had Marc requested such a thing as a holiday, so that his request was readily granted, and promptly at 2 p. m. he met the widow at the door of No. 6, in that vast auction mart called the Hotel Druot. The attendance was not large, consist- ing chiefly of dealers in old clothes and odds and ends, and among these the prominent and astute nose of the Israel- ite prevailed. The auctioneer mounted his rostrum, and the clerk opened his book, and behind them was exposed to view a heap of miscellaneous property among which the clock appeared, like a well-dressed person in a crowd of riff raff. Martelot felt Madame's arm tremble as she caught sight of her old friend in such disreputable company, and he brave- ly pressed the trembling limb to his heart, to inspire her with a show of courage. The sale began with a number of odd lots of porcelain, nearly all being fraudulent imitations of famous factories, until the auctioneer, changing his care- less tone, exclaimed, "Now, ladies and gentlenAn, here we have an article which is an article, a clock of the seven- teenth century, an elegant specimen of the period—Louis Quatorze—and no mistake, old walnut, and rosewood mar- quetterre,splendidly carved, the works in good going order." Here the auction- eer Watil interrupted by the clock, which,' as if to verify the foregoing assertion, struck three in an emphatic tone, and then caroled forth the chimes in a gay and rollibking manner. When the little widow` heard the jannty voice of her familiar friend, her eyes welled up with tears, and, pulling down her thick veil to conceal them, she clung closer and closer yet to modest Martelot. "You hear, Messieurs—the clock speaks' for itself," said the salesman. "Look at it—it's a work of art. I am already offered two hundred francs for it.; shall I have any advance? It is fine, and the dial is a splendid example of seventeenth century work. I have an (lifer of two hundred francs; shall I have any advance?" "And ten," exclaimed a snuffy old trader in curiosities. "And ten; and twenty," proceeded the auctioneer, winking aside at Marte- lot. "Thirty;" added the sneffy mer- chant, and " five " came from a distant corner of the saloon. " Thirty-five ; I am offered two hundred and thirty-five _francs—cheap as dirt—a -genuine an- tique, and only two hundred and thirty- five francs offered; forty, thank you, ma'am—and it's against you," with a warning in voeation to Martelot, who sledded. "Fifty, going for two hun- dred and fifty francs, for the third and last time—gene !" cried the auctioner, and. down came the mallet to indorse the sale. The by-play passing between Marc and the salesman- had been unseen by the widow, so that when the fate of her favorite was decided she turned in haste to quit the room, and he, passing some- thing to the clerk, hurried after her, but, observing her distress, he suffered her -silently to indulge le the luxury of tears. 1 Indeed, so absorbed was she in her sorrowful reflection that she allowed Martelot to drag her from street to street without remonstrance, and by -such tortuous. routes through the city that not until she remarked the lamp- lighters at work had she the energy to inquire where he was taking her. Thus admonished, Martelot pretended to have lost -the way, and then, turning on their steps, made straight for the Rue Placide. He took the key from Madame, insisted on leading her up the five flights, and then, spite; of all her pro- testations,' on opening the door himself. They both passed into the dark rooms, but suddenly the widow gave a cry. -of terror, and clung more helplessly to the arm of Martelot than e'er, exclaiming, "Am I mad ?-t Do you hear it? Tell me, has my loss- turned my brain, and am I mad -indeed ?" • Martelot, feigning astonishment, re- plied, "that it was most remarkable, but he certainly did hear something." And then he lighted -a handle to ascer- taip whether they could be both deceiv- -ed or not. •e" Upon my faith, we're not," cried Marc. "Why, declare, there is the clock come -home again !" The widow looked with intense de- light upon the face of the clock, and then upon Martelet's timid countenance down to his vest, from whence she noted the disappearance of his great old chain, and then, With a flood of delici- ous tears, she flung her buxom arms about his neck, and- sobbed: "My dear, good, kind, kind Marte- lot, and it's all your doings—yours !" "Don't take on so—don't. pray—I couldn't help -it, really," stammered he. "You see I've been such a long, long time, and I really hadn't nerve enough to say so; that's all !" And then and there, upon the confes- sion, the clock struck the hour, and the chimes trilled out like a miniature wed- ding peal to mark their approbation of the kiss in which Madame Laval pledged her gratitude and promised to marry Marc Martelot. —In the library of the late Dr. Williams, at Redcross Street, London, England, there is a curious manuscript, containing the whole book of Psalms, and all the New Testament, in fifteen volumes fano. The whole is written in characters an inch long, with a white composition, on hlack . paper, manu- factured on purpose. This perfectly unique copy was written in 1745, at the cost of Mr. Harris a tradesman of Lon- don, his sight having decayed with age so as to prevent his reading the -Scriptures, though printed in the larg- est type. REAL ESTATE FOR SALE. A GREAT BARGAIN.— Will be sold cheap 1-1.. 140 aetes of good land, heavily timbered, chiefly maple, some Hemlock and Cedar, never failing stream through it. Three miles from Allanforcl station, township of Amabel, County of Bruce. Apply to box 284, Stratford, or EX- POSITOR MCC. t393-tf 150 AICIE19F, LildMharf OoRf 1ZAiLoEih—eFloert toanle. cession of Turnberry, about two miles from VVingham, and one and one-half miles from Blue. vale.,: Ninety acres under cultivation, well fenced and drained, with good Windings and other conveniences, will be sold cheap. Apply to ALEX. ROSS, Bluevale P. 0. 924t1 AGOOD FARM FOR SALE.—For sale, Lot 18, Concession 6, Ilay,contnining 100 acres, of which about 60 are cleared, fenced and under - drained and partly free from stumps; the bal- ance is hardwood bush.There are good build- ings and small orchard and plenty of good water This is a good farm and will be sold on reason- able terms. For particulars apply to JOHN GORBY, on the premises, or Mensall P. 0. 952 FARM FOR Sale. --For sale in the township of Hibbert, 150 acres being lots 29, aald the west half of 28, in the 8th concession, it is free from stumps and in a high state of cultivation, with a log house and good outbuildings. There is an everiasting spring creek running through the farm. It will be sold together or separately on easy terms. For further particulars address the proprietor on the premises or to Seaforth Postoffice. WM. EBERHART, Proprietor. 953-tf TIARM FOR SALE.—The Subscriber offers for 12 sale his splendid farm of 100 acres being Lot 44, Concession 2, Tuckersmith. ' Good new story and half frame house,,2 acres splendid orchard, good buildings, 85 acres free from stumps, 15 acres in fall wheat. The whole under good cultivation, and well underdrained, live spring on the farm and has good wells. Close to churches and schools.- Three and one-half miles from the town Of Clinton, 5 from Seaforth. Will be sold on reasonable terms. HUGH Me - DONALD, on the premises, or Clinton P. 0. 930tf 1 FARMS FOR SALE.—That valuable farm _12 being North half of Lot 29, Concession 6, Morris, on which there is a good frame barn and outbuildings, frame house, good bearing orchard,: good wells, &c.- Also that valuable farm being, South_half of Lot 28, Concession 5, Morris, On which there is a good new frame house and good frame barn.Both of those farms are adjoining the village of Brussels, and are in every respect first-class farrni. Terms easy, and which will be made known on application to E. E. WADE, or PETER THOMSON, Brussels P. 0. • 963 FARM IN MORRIS FOR SALE.—A very valu- able farm for Sale, being south half of Lot 6, Concession 3, Morris, containing 100 acres; there are about 80 acres cleared and free from stumps. The soil is a fine clay loam and well fenced and watered. There is a good bank barn with stables underneath and a good frame house, the buildings are nearly new, and there is a first- class orchard. There is a good bush with plenty of rail timber. The farm is one mile from school, five. miles from Wingham, and two and a half from Belg,rave station. Good gravel road e lead- ing from the place. The Farm will be -sold cheap. Apply on the premises or Belgrave P.O., WM. HANNAH. 957 LIARM IN MULLETT FOR SALE.—For sale, .12 Lot 6, Concession 14, Mullett, containing 158 acres about 100 acres cleared, free from stumps, underdrained, well fenced and in a high state of cultivation. The balance is well timber- ed with hardwood, cedar and black ash. There is a good stone, house and good frame outbuild- ings. There is a splendid orchard, and abun- dance of living water. It is within four miles of the flourishing village of Blyth, and good gravel roads leading to all the surrounding towns. It is convenient to schools, churches, Postoffice, &c, also Lot 7, on the same Conces- sion, containing 157 acres.. The two farms will be sold together or separately on terms to suit purchasers. GEO. WATT, Harlock. 944 FARM FOR SALE.—For sale, Lot 25, Conces- sion 5,MoKillop, containing 100 acres, near- ly all cleared, well fenced and underdrained, and in a first-class state of cultivation. There is a stone house, bank barn and other necessary buildings all in first-class condition. Also an orchard of bearingtrees, and the river Maitland runs through a corner of the farm but there is no waste land. It is a first-class farm either for stock or grain, and is within two miles of the town of Seaforth on the northern gravel road. Apply on the premises orto Seaforth P. O. HUGH J. GRIEVE. 911-tf FOR SALE.—For sale in the thriving village of ,Hensall at a great bargain, that valuable property situated on the west side of Brooke street, consisting of a good new' frame dwelling 18x26 feet, and well finished throughout, with good well and stable on the premises. Reason for selling is that the undersigned intends leaving the village about the end of the year. Possession can be given at any time within a weeks notice. Terms of Sale.—Very liberal. For' full particu- lars apply to D. MOWBRAY, Mason and Con- tractor, liensall P. 0. 905 IIARM IN MORRIS_ FOR SALE.—For, Sale, North -half Lot 22, Concession '7, Morris, containing 100 acres, about 70 of which are clear- ed, and partly cleared from stumps, well fenced and in -a good state of cultivation. The wood land contains considerable cedar. There is a good frame house and bank barn with stabling underneath and other necessary outbuildings, a good orchard and plenty of spring water. It is within three quarters of a mile from school, and only three miles from the flourishing village of Brussels. This farm will be sold cheap. Apply on the premises or Brussels P. 0. 920tf SIMON FORSYTHE, Proprietor. OOD FARM FaR SALE.—For sa12., Lot 1, Concession 8,.Tuckersmith, containing 100 acres, about 80 of which are cleared, free from stumps, underdrained, in a high state of cultiva- tion and well fenced. There is a comfortable log house and a large bank barn with stabling underneath. Also. a young Orchard and good well. The land is all dry and of the hest quality. It is conveniently situated to Seaforth and Kippen stations, with good gravel roads leading to each place. For further particulars address the Proprietor,Egmondville P. 0., or apply at the Egmondville mills. JAMES KYLE, Pro- prietor. 904 -ti GOOD FARM FOR SALE.—In order to close the affairs of the estate of the late W. G. Hingston, the executors offer the following vary valuable lands for sale. First ---North half of Lot 30, Concession 5, township of Morris, con- taining 90 acres. On this lot is erected a good frame barn with stone foundation, good orchard, well and pump. Nearly all cleared, and is on the gravel road closely adjoining the village of Brussels. This farm is a valuable one, is well fenced and in a good state of cultivation. For prices and terms apply to 'Thos. KELLY, Brus- sels P. 0., HENRY JENNINGS, Victoria . or JAMES SMITH, Maple Lodge P. G., .uiesex County. 868 T'WO HUNDRED ACRE FARM FOR SALE.— For sale, Lot No. 11, on the 14th and 15th concessions of Grey, containing 200 acres, 150 of which are cleared and in a good state of cultiva- tion. The remainder is, good hardwood bush. There is a never failing creek running through the farm. There is a good frame barn 40 by 60 feet, good log house and good bearing orchard. It is six miles from Brussels, and three from Walton, with good gravel road leading to each place. There is a school on the next Lot. Price, E,7,700. This is an excellent stock and grain farm and is offered N'ery cheap. For further particulars apply to the Proprietor on the prem- ises or to Walton P. 0.—ADAM DOUGLAS. _ 966 PLENDID 290 ACRE FARM FOR SALE IN 0 THE TOWNSHIP OF GREY.—Sealed.offers addressed to the undersigned, will be received up to July 1st, A. D. 1686, for the purchase of that first-class farm, being composed of Lots 11 and 12 in the 16th Concession of the township of Grey, County of Huron, comprising 200 acres, of which about 115 acres are cieared and in a ood state of cultivation, the balance being well 'tim- bered. There is on the premises a good frame Urn 60x50 feet and a hewed log clapboard Intense and outbuildings Fences are in good repair. A fine orchard of young trees just coming into bearing. A good well and a neer failing spring dreek. Although this is a most desirable prop- erty, intending purchasers can view the property and obtain any further information- with regard to it on application to the tenant on the premises. Possession ail be given on October 16th, 1856. The highest or any offer not necessarily accept- ed. Address offers to ROBERT THOMPSON, Roseville P. 0., Ont. Roseville, Ont., November 0, 1885. . 937-tf BARGAINS! BARGAINS! In order to make room for FALL IMPORTATIONS we will offer Goods enumer- ated below at Great Sacrifice. DRESS GOODS, TWEEDS, GINGHAMS, COTTONADES, PRINTS, SHIRTINGS, MUSLINS, TOWELS, CRETONNES, COUNTERPANES, EMBROIDERIES, , HOSIERY, LACES, . DENIMS, - TABLE LINENS &c,, GLOVES &c. darCall and inspect them. Terms cash or produce. J. L. SMITH, SEAFORTH, Staple and Fancy Dry Goods, One Door South of Mrs. J. Kidd's Hardware. SPECIAL ANNOUNCEMENT. CHARLES WORTH .& BROWNELL, WHOLESALE & RETAIL GROCERS, One Door North of Seaforth. Post Office. Owing to our large and increasing trade, we found our late premises far to6 small, and were compelled through the pressure of business to move to a much larger store. We are more than thankful for the past liberal patronage, and trust by fair and honest dealing to still increase our business. Teas jobbed by the Caddie and half Chest, at wholesale prices. New Crop Teas in store and arriving, consisting of Young Hyson, Gunpowder, Japans and Blacks. New Season Fruits in abundance, 100 boxes Moratand's New Valentia Raisins, London Layers, Black Basket, New Currants, Figs, and as usual a large stock of Sugars, Syrup and Molasses. Fine Coffees'Green, Roasted and Ground. Pure Spices in full variety. A full stock of Canned Fruits and Vegetables, Salt Water Fish, Whitefish and Trout. Full Line of General Groceries' second to none in the market. A new and complete stockof Crockery and Glassware just to hand and will be opened out this week N. B.—Farmers will please remember the job Teas and General Groceries at wholesele prices in quantities. OHARLESWORTH & BROWNELL. ONE DOOR NORTH OF SEAFORTH POST OFFICE Immense Clearing Sale of Dry Goods, Millinery and Groceries —AT— J. McLOUGHLIN'S, The Bargain House of Seaforth. All goods reduced to prices that must effect a speedy clearance of the ntire stock. The public are invited to call and get genuine Bargains, as the same chance seldom occurs to secure such value. Remember; the whole ate& of New and Choice Dry Goods, Millinery and Groceries, is to . be rushed off. atr Butter and Eggs taken at cash prices only. J. McLoughlin, Whitney's Block, Seaforth. MW GOODS! MW STYLES! FOR SPRING AND SUMMER, AT CAMPBELL & BRIGHT'S, They have just opened up a complete assortment of New Choice Suitings at their Establishment in Seaforth, where Gents' can procure a complete outfit from the crown of the head to the sole of the foot. Call and see our new Suiting s nothing like them in town. We have gone to considerable pains to procure choice Pantings, and our customers will find the very thing desirable. Come lad see our new Hats they beat everything. A full Stock of White and Fancy Shirts, also Underwear, Gloves, &c., &c. CAMPBELL & BRIGHT. FRUITS. FRUITS. Fresh Strawberries every day in the week except Sunday, and plenty of good cheap Sugars to sweeten them. FRUIT JARS—A large quantity of Pints, Quarts and Half Gallons. Parties buying berries by the case will be furnished here as cheap as any other house in the trade. Gooseberries and Cherries always on hand in season. Remember that the Seaforth Tea Store is still the place to buy your TEAS, which are both cheap and good, and' of every variety. GOODS DELIVERED ALL OVER TOWN. A. G. AULT, Seaforth. WROXETER MTTtc Alexander L. Gib 0 Begs to announce to the public that he has meneed to operate tbe WHOXETER WOOLLEN FACTORY And that he will be prepared to give good vai in FULL CLOTHS, TWEEDS, UNION TWEEDS, FLANNELS, PLAIDINGS, WINCEYS, • And Varieties in STOCKING YARNS Custom Carding, Spinning and Prang Promptly Attended to, - Parties from a distance will, as far asNe have their ROLLS HOME WITH THE t , as he has put the Mill into Good Working Orde and employs none but Efficient Workmen, All Work is Warranted. REMEMBER THE WROXETER ALEX. L. GIBSON, Proprietor, 4 $15.00 WILL BUY YOU AN American Solid Silver WATCH, —AT Purvis & Mills' JE-WELLERY SToRE, OPPOSITE THE Commercial Hotel. REPAIRING NEATLY DONE. Agents for the Light Running New Home Sewing Machine. For Wall Paper, Window Shades, Carpet Felt, • Building Papers, &c., —GO TO— C. W. PAPST, SEAFORTH. The largest variety and the lowest prices in the County. Also Baby Carriages from $3 up at Papst's B9okstore. —OF -- 1\1".E ROYAL MAIL STEAMSHIPS, A. STRONG, Seaforth, Agent, GREAT REDUCTION IN PASSAGE RATES, Cabin rates from Halifax to Liverpool and Lon- donderry, $50, $63, and 873raceording to position of stateroom. Children under 12 years, half fate; under 1, free. Servants in Cabin, 850. Inter- mediate, $35; 4Steerage, $13. From Liverpool or Londonderry to Halifax: Cabin, 883, $78.75 and 894.50; Intermediate, $35; Steerage, $13, Re. turn Tickets from Halifax to Londonderry 01 Liverpool and back to Halifax: Cabin, $100, 1126 and $143; Intermediate, 870; Steerage, $26. Money Loaned and Real Estate Bought and Sold as Usual, INSURANCE. I represent several of the bast insurance Com panics in the world. W'Offiee—Market Street, Seaforth. 862 A, STRONG SEAFORTH PLANING MILL SASH, DOOR AND BLIND FACTORY rpHE subscriber begs leave to thank his natner- ous customers for the liberal patronage ss - tended to him since commencing business Seaforth, and trusts that he may be favored with a continuance of the same. Parties intending to build would do well to give him a call, as he will continu0 to keep on handa large stock of all kinds of DRY PINE LUMBER, SASHES, DOORS', BLINDS & MOULDINGS, SHINGLES, LATH, He feels confident of giving satisfaction those who may favor him with their patronage as none but first-class workmen are employed. Pat ticular attention paid to Custom Planing. 201 JOHN H. 13ROADFOOT, morsT 27 A Reverie.. m BY we rub upou:-'1:XLLl-S dson the. :11:8stoteillitEssulat:iriles'es;sweaoifYilai;artprerhaeielatre.biinenagilriteilktedillle Or unwound like a thread as we Ana the curtain of tithe is i -)o iptiekly To the e,ast ; 41 d we see o'er the billow's ,YOM I Many. schbeanandnigte,s must come e+er we bi- hA sIV 1111 ee: :II ere welotiravnilueirnsre:er( :1i:1)i:: ec-fl ortfbie' shadealongeeo3; es Australianthats 0 sweet dreams so °OAfuIidtd atIhrsfeeemorning ecstatclnig t ztaregonetramientlsdispels the re-uio thehantQnresirikeni t ye, thevisions o:night must give day, the 'mist o'er the hills that is encircle trees and their From tthIselidier.aperies of 'ivy and eree That tall litre the loyeiy wild tulip is found i Of the 'fine scented wattle that b Where glade: :wallaby starts at the S feet, In his very odd manner to beat a no See the graceful black Wail by the Wherebrithnek,wild kangaroo passes And thderilea T)lk titul tree -ferns beyond Where the sun never reaches bet ort :traerkthe home ofthesquate otsbeep iniumtzlikesheisb3 th deep See the falls o'er the rocks—the A that rise, bu 1eough°lunsofgrante sides- Seetheeit3of:elbournel:II' beforey 'To take in its compeer farther up 1 Its streets, gardens, "The Cup," In the15111.51°1108 ro; f3ot.fenieties stand forwa But of all the confusions, just try t The gnarled city of hills be3-ond We are lost and bewildered, yes, S4 It is best shadowed forth "in a What night.aramifled harbour!. That al Jutting in from the Headsroluikg.ehtli Voluptuousscallops in every direel Affording all vessels such stately Here the flags of all nations fie See thetatr tede:iftestitcynt °g07fi'enoe finer re hillsrThe:libel I am subreaecthh,a Farewell, dear friends, we left blue abAs, Well gather golden wreaths frot this; Still while -we ramble on, fond To conjure up the scenes aero Melbtoraeur, July 0th, 1886. I • Gaieties. —A mistake is a thing I are liable. Blunders are other fellow. —A soldier said he nevex it was to "break ranks" e into a basket of bad eggs. —When one has dine plucked restaurant 'goose feel down in the mouth. —A Boston girl never ea an "iceberg: Oh, no speaks of it as " a floatin of tangible frigidity. —" Miss A.--" I hear y congratulated. " Miss B.— assure you." Miss A.—et engaged to Jones, after, all —" Shrouds !" exclaime who was listening to an olt story, "what do you have for?"" To bury dead cat —" Sir," said the girl t of the Bowery shooting g rifle carries the maximu and. he answered: "The 1, —" On • what grounds without the customary w indignantly asked a board tress of a leaving boat grounds, mum, coffee gied ly replied, —At a book sale a' " Essay on Souls" was Itti a shoemaker, who, to the ment of the assembly, in the auctioneer if he had on shoemaking to sell. —An itinerant singe this city the other deal country, evidently ex good business, was killed at the first hotel he atom tempted toainane.1urete ti name was M. 0squito. —No less than a year awaits the man at this invent a style of saw tha eight times as much no used to carve up a little fast Sunday morning as i morning. —Vacuous Dade—" ing aftahnoon few a wa shie. The soft bweezes weally made my head Ie Miss Brightside—" The must be a hot:iv/path like, you know." —" I hear that you ti burned out, Bigfigger. I suppose t" "Oh, no, of course, but all my far sonal effects were save in fact, except the I wasn't that saved'!" the firemen could play t —Professor -4' Why his head under the n " Fordivers reasons," does he go on land?" dry purposes.7 Prof es may tell us why a under water?" Pupa his bill. Professor -7" he go on land?" Papi run on the bank." —" You are fishing said a gentleman to ea thrashed ,a stream wiLl ward the whole after Sir; ten'y jest angle -n-0 youth; pleasantly. good deal of perseverau other, " No, theae e ain't lived in:these par by was not a little strangeite ignorance. —When the Caledr opened between Carlid a man was observed. along the line, just leaving Din woodie The guard called out 4°11 ye. What oho stranger said," Wlu gull to Kirtlebrig.,