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HomeMy WebLinkAboutThe Huron News-Record, 1891-04-01, Page 3IT WA$ •!roue was a e n meireSal traveler, the other w+ata just a cutnuten, large, quiets . hti.lit311 man. They were playing utlibutls tit the hotel •billia •.d motif, which woe deem ted all rlaxei Bison, aud the quiet tuna hod lowiten ISM glrulun1er every game and heat' u him 41 bowie what's the flatter," said the ,leunt- Mere* they chalked their cue, for 1.111•di•er Pine,. "1 want au incentive. We ought to 1 flake ft little bet; say a couple of dullard on tide, geAne, and let it ho the hist tone. Come, 3:01,1tve had it all your own Wby 1C het do 31:31} say to that?" [`It's agreeable to mo," answe, ed the Int -b- ;;fiil In ue taking the lead, and ibeat he rat' nr :,;[pie points. *,•. The drummer made two. The largo tutor got in a little rut of Meet), pleyiug the balls around in 1 he .corners .oft ly lel gently without apparent effort. ,aI want to see the clerk about gelling kW baggage ready for the next train." said the du'uuimer, looking at his watch. "1 w,'ti t he gone butt a minute," and hehaslet cd out tee the office, which was filled a ith manner- cial men and other guests of the house. "Well, now we'll try again," he said cheer- ily, heerily, when he returned n few minute„ later, but be Horde only four watt; and lett a beautiful "set up" for the Lisp) 'nam. One or two other men had et relied in from the office and stood by while the bashful player made the shot, and by the time he bad run the score up to twenty-ei;•ht there were hall n dozen onlookers staldi'Ig about the table. " taentini, that wus a good shot ?' said one, as the big ratan made a very gond draw. Then he made a difficult carom. and the spectators looked at each other with that sddemoveuent of the head which militates both approval and surprise. • "Where are you in this game. Billy 1" asked ono of them. "I guess I ain't in it at all," said the drum- mer, leaning on his cue and watehin his np- ponent,-who, seeming a little ,li;c,,necrterl 'by so much attention, missed the text shot and sat down. While the drunute• was running cif seven points throe or four more null eats utero l iu and watched the game, meditatively fulling at their cigars. The big man came up, missed and r.''i,•t<l to a seat quid the most intense silent ,add the drummer got in :mother little rer. " That's ashot I can never nudes." reunu•k- ed one of the spectators as the big Diu[ ad- vanced and stood observing the bell.;. "It's very difficult," said awe her. "Well, I should say so," sail. :t tbir,h• "The man that can make it is a demise" The heat of the rouuga'•or sett n•tbiug laid made the large man a little rel it, i hi. face, and he looked uncomfortable 11.E mis:4( 1 the shot. There was no comment, but every person had closely watched the ntt.mma, aud there were about a dozou of them unw. The drummer made a very good run; the bashful man missed again, and whets, li�aaally, the drununer ran the gone out, the "1 her stood by with a $9 bill in his haunt. "I kind o' lost my luck towards the la:;t," he said, with a sickly senile, as he laid down the bill, and murmuring ennba.hing about having an engagement he went out. "Well, boys," said Billy, a; he put on hi s coat and picked up the $2 bill, "1'in notch obliged to you for coating in, I ain't much of a billiardist, but I'n' a very fair judge of human nature." Tricks in All Trades but Ours. "Yes, I know the taste of the stuff, but I have not touched a glass of. liquoe for tit o years." I looked in astonishment at the speaker, who was proprietor of two lanes sal) sus in the city and making money hand over fist, as the sayiug is. I could have sworn that 1 had seen hint drink many tints with uustnmers—lore than once, I am ashamed t0 say, with my-- eelf. If you ask hien to drink—an. be was one of those men who are not above standing behind his own par—he would smile and reach for a bottle Hud pour himself our, a generous portion. I could not unaersbtnd what he meant, but it was late at night, he 1 was iu a genial mood, cad I felt sure that he would elucidate the mystery. "When I was in Irelatcl—U d bids herr " said Mr. Flinch, "I used to drink my drop along with the rest of the boys. But w hen I cone to this country and went to keepin' bar I looked about rte a bit. Aud says 1 to myself, says I, 'Yat, if you're going to executed at this business, and indade at any other, you must let your own poison alon.' And I made a pledge which 1 have steadily kept to, and I think you will say that I have not altogether failed." "But I have seen you drink lots of tunes," Bald I. "Oh, you • have, ha re yon 1" sitid Mr. Flinch, laughing softly. "Well have 0 drop with me." He pulled out a bottle which loured tis if it contained any ordinary liquor. It was the One he always drank frown, I poured out a •Beget of so tans drank it down. Whew l Molasses and water' No- thing thing else. Regular stage liquor. As hat'ni- less as milk. I thought Mr. Fillet would die of laugh- ter, and I laughed with him. "Don't give me a.vay." he said.. "No," said I. But. after I left his place that night it occurred to mo that this liquor dealer had been preaching a pretty powerful temperance sermon. And yet there are hundreds of wen iu the same business who •`neve• drill:: their own poison," as hu pleasantly Inst it. --New York Herald. Neayspaper Sten of To -day, The "typical newspaper 01011" of to -day is a young man. He is allege bred; he cones from a good family and is it gentle man by birth and breodir g. lie is 10 igh!.c•r, quicker, has broader Imo with Ige of teen ,ted affairs, and he makes and spend, more money than his brother who gee- late "business:" He is well dressed, well le asedl and well fed. Hc' has learned that bole). niianism, as exemplified by irregulnr hours, infrequent baths, and incessant rune dei e not pay, and he has left that sort of boheininnioni to chronic bummers aul greenhorns. The tone, the morale of the professi, al have changed within the last twenty yours. and the public is only just beginning Ir. find it out. Educated people who keep their eyes Open realize that their notions of the "typi- cal newspaper man" are sadly out of joint, and they are revising their types. The pro- fession is slowly moving toward its right ful place in public estimation and the time is not very far distant when it will stand, not on a par with, but ahead t d the law, the pul- pit, medicine and all the ether liberal pro fessi ons. I1, the meantime we will be obliged to endure with whet, grace we may the would-be br.11iant*eketchas of playwiitihts sated novelists and the unintout.ioually stupid oonelusions of misinformed outsiders who see in evey whisky -ton -tended rcrihbler a typical newspaper roan.—Printer's Ink. The pleasantest things in the 'vd,rkrl me pleasant thoughts, and the great net. in lie is to have as many of them as possil ti s —.l!o ea. 411-nature•theie's-no.blernish-buti-ite-mull; -• 4 None can bo call'd deformed but the milciud. . Shakespear. A MYSTERY. Qua That Hee as INA Utter* y rano 9I sa- F14;4019;1. The bulldogs wept -by the river bank, And the water -toad combed her hair; The sea -serpent sighed as down he sank, And the tadpoles shrieked in despair. "Oh, w•hydid you comel why are you hereP Cried the mermaid in accents of woe, The oyster called through the twilight drear, "Say, why in the world don't you go?" Glum grew the gloom, gloomer and gluitimer; The fish writhed around on their heads, Porgies moauea, "'Tis chilly for summer; I wish we were home in our beds." Faint burned the light, iucand esceut, clear Supplied by electric eels. Porcupine -fish clung together in fear; The ass -horses kicked up their heels. "Oh, why are you hero? why did you come? How long are you going to stay? Why don't you speak 1 You can not be dumb! Say, when are you going away?" Oh, why did they weep/ why did they grieve? Oh, why were they downcast and blue'/ Oh, who or what did they beg to leave? I'n1 sure I can't answer—can you? —Helen Granbery iu Harper's Young People. THE ONLY OUT A BOUT HIM, The teams loaded to the top with supplies for cutup were on the point of starting for the weeds, the impatient horses pawing the snow and tossing off showers of bell tones; whips were cracking and men were ex- claiming and boys were running, and Mr. Sibley was getting angrier every impute. Toe second teamster was nowhere to be found. "By gracious, I'll discharge him!" roared Mr. 8 ibley. " You run right home, Annie," he said, in a different toue, to the young girl with a face like a bunch of flow- er;, who eaule along and paused on the edge of the coufusiuu. "Your mother wanted them crackers right away. C'ur't you find himto as old Peachblow came across the square. "Hesekou he's diechaged himself," said one of the mel), snapping his long whip. "Just when he'd carter be on the spot or die! Aud it they della lake I'ultert•r's to- night the stem 11 1 e uu them"— "It's no use, sir, salted old Peachblow. Hes over at Iloosey's, used up. Ile don't tense melaing." "Theo 111 give him his scone-uppauce to- morrow!" roared Mr Sibley. "You bet your lift) I won't keep a man.who drinks or smokes tobacco." " Could I do instead, sir 1" tusked a young fellow standing by, whose glance lied flash- ed ou and off the pretty girl like toe light that plays from the glass in the sun, while at the word tobacco the men gave that placid stare at each other which .answers all the purposes of a wink. "Your What i:l thunder do you know about horses !" " I thiol' I can chive that team, sir." " What court you do in the camp after you gut there, whir your build?" glancing the newcomer over—a pale, slender stripling. "Look's if you were made of white sada ribbon.' Thu young thou laughed, showing his white and. even teeth. " 'Du: ' he said. "Not 11111011, sir, p.erhaps, but find nay i'. ay out. I don't suppose 1 could handle the logs." " \Chorea yuu come from?'suddenly. "Over beyond," with a back ward. move- ment of his head in a direction across the Lay. ,V hat do you call yourself?" "John Dean." • "John Dean. What w•cru you doing last?" "Ruuniug a machine." , "Why ain't you ritu,ai:1g a machine now?" " %Cental a change," indifferently, his Leede in his pockets, perhaps that no one [night see Iiow they were trembling. " Well, I don't see but 1 shall have to risk it. Can but try," said the busy little mal. "John Dean! Got up there and take the steingsa:id drive to No. 10. Don't urge them horses because they're free. It's the best teams in the state, and I'd rather lose their weight in spruce gum than have them go lame. And don't waste no •time bringing them back. 1)o you hear!" For John Dean had already climbed the seat and taken up the reins, and the whole procession was start- ing while he spoke. " And no swearing, boys!" Mr. Sibley cried after thein. "Blam- ed if I'll have swearing in my camps!" "Like tor see yer drive these blasted cat- tle er mine without it," said a big fellow on one of the team. "Gol darn ye, caul ye stand up ?" The best horses in the state ! John Dean almost trembled again as he took the reins, What did he know about horses, indeed? Was taking their charge s•)metiling ou the same line as that Ito had left 1 But what else was there to do/ Yes, it was a bad bcginniug —but his intoutems—with iutcutions of ped rock, might he not? Well, nothing veuturo nothing have. And it was a groat stroke of luck, this chance, after— "Pick up your reins, lad," said the little old man on the team behind, "Them horses mean business." John gathered up his reins. But presently carne the voice again, "Hold in guiles' down hill, if you don't want to break their kuoes." Jolla held in. And now it was: "Don't saw then[ horses' m'tithe that way ! They ain't Male of iron." "Win's driving these horses, anyw.ayi" at:ked John over Itis shoulder. "You lendn't orter be ! You'd better chausu ail' take any old plugs." •'1'd like to," :Haid John. "But those horses were put in my charge, and I can't. But you might go ahead and lot 111e see you do it." ed, itis Nancy, f'lh do better 'n that, er my m1' i' n.t'i't 1'„a'ilblow. Whoa, there, whoa, I tell ye,” with a;•rnu' further language that would have li1't,le Mi'. ttibley's hair stand up. "Conie now, 111 do my lines to your team a spell, a 1' learn yo what I know. "Twntlt take long." And he was presently silting beside John, and instructing him with as much zeal a; if ho were preparing hien for the hippodrome. "I alters take to the young fellers," said Peachblow. "An' it's easy enough going up, wit 1> this teal, and the rest along. But you've got to come back, alone; more snow coming, with critters in the woe de, an' the way half blazed. So keep year bearings young man. Chow?" "Used to," said John. "But it's against orders now." "Moist goods?" John laughed. "Don't like them," said he. "Guess we've got a young reverend with us," said Peachblow, when they put up at Palterer's that night "Don't chew, don't drink, don't cuss. Ns cards either." "Nota card," said John. "Look here, Johnny." cried another then, "you're in the wrong company." "Ob, no," said Jolotny. "Company's all right. I'm wrong. Il 1 chew it slakes the sick. 1f I drink it goes to my head. If I play—I might cheat." . , I.fellow, y , 6 . ,r.S li .. �tr'err, �11i"i'l;• �ntii"'Ib"Ti3"'s3i°ii"t71e;; dial the ,g fells w, cutting, off n chunk of bee black awcet aatd advancing ipon Jrtltutly. "Give it to him, tbun r Cried'Palterer. wouldn't edv se yyi to try it ort," said John, as he stud by t111.3 big fireplace, 'Now yeti take thiol"exclaimed the big fellow, putting one ;hand on Johnny's shoulder, and with the other making a motion to force the "obaeoo betweeu hir teeth. "And you take this," cried John, a smile on bis face; and a swift, straight blow sent the man across the room backward, tripping, staggering and falling in a heap. Anybody else?" said John, looking round with an expression of imperturbable good nature. "Anybody want to drink with me? Or have me take a head at poker? No? Then we'll oa11 it square, and begin friends, if you please." And in the hour that followed over Pal- terer's beef and potatoes the stories that John told, and the drolleries that he peso - tical made even the big bullying Sam for- give him. "Too sweet to ue wholesome, though," said Sam to Peachblow, on the shakedown later. "There's some out about hint." "He's all right," said Peachblow, sleepily. "Came from Boston. Lessons from John L. Lick you out of your boots ef you don't let him alone. That's all the out there Is about him." "Knows too much," growled Sam. "Who is he, anyway/ Where'd he come from? What's to binder his tatting the team and whipping into Canada? Blamed ef I believe the boss'il ever see his mares again!" As soon after reaclneg camp as the horses were resited, which gave him a little time to familiarize himself itiththe lumberer'swork, John started down iu spite of Sam's predic- tion and reached Palterer's without any event, and there the next day he took In Mre. Sibley and her daughter, a ho had come from a place across country where they had beeu spending a day or two, and who, with the straw packed beneath them and the buffalo robes tucked in about them, were made sutll- eieutly comfortable. But here John's trouble began. Whether it was because when he went over this part of the road he had been learning how to manage his horses, and had consequently taken little note of the nay, and now could not tell the main road front the wood paths that ended uowhe'e, but uuccrtaiu of which teams had broken the way through the show or whether it was by reason of glancing over and anon at that little blossom taee of Annie Sibley's beside him, something hail confused his recollection; he bev,aii to feel that un- familiar at the best, the way was far too un- familiar now for safety, and presently his tremors grew into a settled apprehension, and he saw that he tact lost the road, and that with his employer's family in his care. To hu surprise, ales. Sibley took the mat- ter rather as a jest than otherwise, and when they bad turned aLout ansa chosen another track, and come to the end of that in deep woods and snow, iho was all ready tee go back and try ant); her. Perhaps she assumed the gayety to pruvu.at her daughter's alarm, fur the rich soft color carne and went ou Annie's cheeks like a dauge• signal and with every glebes) he gale then' John regretted more and u10re lo, rashness iu undertakiug to handle that team. They stopped at last to rest and feed the horses, and then, went uu only to be lost again on another false least; and all at ouco it was twilight ulout them and there were stars haugiug overhead like feint upon the brauehes of the }peat pines. "Oh!' said Annie, •,vial a shock of horror in tilt cry. "We are lo.,t in the woods. And it t:. night!" ":Ce shall be all right to -morrow," he said, cheerily. "When we hove tried all the wood 1 alts nue of them must be the right au'." And he preeeeled to tread down a circle in the .,now, auel with the hatchet to cut tar the tender hemlock boughs with which first he heaped the sledge, and then made a dry spot fee. the humus, tt Web he fed and blanketed. And after they had divided the ample luncheon they had brought frau Palterer's, ho had the mother and daughter lie down on the hemlock boughs, covering thein with the thick robes, and took up his round ars a sentinel about them, "Oh, mother," he heard Annie whispering, "there are wolves iu these woods! They will smell the horses!" " Not clown as far as this," said John. "Peachblow says there isn't a wolf south of the canip. You can sleep as safe as if you were down in Port. 1 shall keep watch all night." And he did, pacing round and round his little bivouac, v. etching the stars wheel slowly down, where the roof of the forest boughs was thin, and pausing now and then to gaze at the young girl in her in- nocent sleep, where the long lashes swept the pale rose cheek, and the lips seem- ed to him to be half parted, as if they must be speaking be angels in her dream. He felt, with a sinking heart, as he gazed, that if she knew who it was that watched her, she probably would have less feared the wolves. More than once, the mother, wak- ing from her own weary drowse, saw him leaning there against the bole of a big tree, with folded arms, his eyes upon the sleeper as if upon a saint in a shrine, and then a look of anguish writhing over his face, as he turn- ed away, that belonged not to a strong and happy youth, but such as one might have if shut out front heaven. But in the first gray of the morning the horses were put in, and while the otuors still lay on their hemlock boughs the tram was making its way out again. "•I have found the lay of the land by the way the stars were going," he said to the mother; and before long they were in the open road—dawn flushing nll the heavens above, the snow below, and turning the whole forest into a twinkle of rainbows— and on the way to a safe end of their jour- ney. He's a mean worth keeping," said Mas. Sibley to her husband. "I wouldn't lose sight of him." "He's brought home the horses all right," said Mr. Sibley. And he took John home with him that night, and found plenty for him to do next day In the great warehouse of supplies, and listened to various suggestions that seemed to occur to the youth as a new comer there, kept hien busy, and when spring came sent hint behind the Morgan colts with a wallet full of money to pay off the men in camp. "He's a treasure, that lad," said Mr. Sib, ley, when John returned with his vouchers all correct. "Luckiest days work I ever done when I come acrost him. Saved me his keep a'ready in small leaks. He's too good to last. Some out about him some- where. Durnd ef I can find it though." "I don't believe in crossln' bridges 'fore you come to them," said the fussy little man's wife. I don't believe you'll ever come to this one, He's as good a boy as treads sole leather"— "As good a boy as hasn't been found out. Well, you spread your saving grace over him, mother, and less see if he'll want a bettor home 'u this is." And in his few spare half hours John was invited into the sitting room, and presently if anything was wanted by the home pt.tt,le it was to John that they went instead of to the busy husband and father, avd it was taken for granted that on Sundays he should haves Ft3ACItf"Ylig7h79Yllj? li@i4+; r1nt3 fiiuii oiii> Fell passed and another; and the third year found .John Aeon ]seeping bir, Siklex's Cloaks and b back accotult, collecting b1,11MMeys, main.u his payments, going andoopoing hetween lumber cawpe, eugaging and pitying oil the men—la sho!'t, the trusted EMU faith/ !Wombs of his businesa, always firm at strong and ready, always bright and gent and obliging Mr. Sibley used to say it was good us au open fire and a mug of cider to s John's face ou a gloomy evouiug; anti the was many a rosy young girl iu the Pore wt thought no less and looked shyly askance a.• his face once so bleached and now w ith at healthy tan and a ruddy color beneath tie white brow, at his wholesome moat 11, who:*who:*bright laugh was mut bid by the envie, shadow of the the recent mustaclta, at th•• sparkle of his happy ayes, at hi. shape' shoulders and his easy beariug. But of late this cheeriness of John's tin Mr. Sibley liked was going under a eh eel Mr. Sibley thought he must be tired tutu was for giving him a vacation. Mrs. Se, ley thought he must be i11 and was for d.'.: ing him with herbs. Annie Sibley, it she thought anything about it, only showotl hoe thought by a hightened color ou her elc',�1: and a brighter star in her eye wh.'u his not toe was mentioned, or when she saw hill! mai. up the garden walk. Certainly an unknown young fall 31.Vv w•h had found a place alinost without as!ah::,; for it, had been taken into his waste] 's eoe- lldence and into his family and had every reason to think his future secure and fortu- nate ought to have worn a gayer face di' Dean was wearing now. It is true his good uature was continually the same on re- quirenlent, but gradually all -jests aud quips and drolling, as Mrs. Sibley Balled it, had ceased, and he went about his work pale and PreoCoupicd and silent, aud Sundays he strayed off over the fields, instead of listen- ing to little Annie singing iu the choir or walldng home with her as he had been used to do. Perhaps it did not occur to hhn that any one [!light be troubled by this; perhaps he was not aware of it himself; ho eel.; /Italy did not see the paling of the bloom ou A,1 o iu's cheek. But Mrs. Sibley did, audit smote her heart to see the girl's eyes follow Jolla and 1..11 again, she taking shame to her:self tltu,. they did, to see the uucuntseions pretty ways iu which she trial to win hint nut of his gloom. "She might do worse," said Mr. Sibley, when his Wife spoke to him about it, as a gouts wife should. "file's a likely fellow. n going. to ruse his salary the licit of the y, ar And 1t0'11 be a rich mean yet"— "But—father—you—you wouldn't be will- ing to let the first comer have her—rind he, as you clay stty, a sort of—of—hired mull' "Hired"Hiredmatt be—I menu," sold :fir. 51110 didn't allw• swearing, "he's my coot - deltial man of business!" "But wo don't even know where he callus trout!" "Steady as a cluck, faithful as a dial.ial.geneThere's sne Out about Win Fornewhcre, of course, but I can't find it. Perhaps that's it. 1 gauss we can find out where he came front. I'll ask him. I don't never want ter' ilow, though, a unite moven I know about Lim, Always under our eye, an' this the third year. What's she pale about/ Does sit, think I wouldn't like hi You tell her I say she might go further and fare worse!" "Oh, father, I couldn't speak to her about it!" "Well, then, you turn over an' go ter sleep an' let the Lord take care of it. Wren I see two young folks a -making love I don't believe I can improve on natur." Perhaps the mother had some of the same reverence for Annie iu her sweet innocence that John himself hal, as she watched her going about her simple duties and pleas, sures like something just above the tiara but not on it, Every one in the Port had s touch of this same feeling about stunkstunkSibley—the old woman to whom she gave an arm ou the street, the little child whose hurt she soothed, the sick girl with whom site watched. Even the sailors iu her father's lumber schooner counted it luck if they saw her sweet• face before sailing, as otherpeopiedo w•heu they see the moon over their right shoulder. She had the geltle word, the gentle deed, for all people, the tender judgment, the unfailing pity. "A.nuie Sibley," said old Peachblow, voic- ing oice ing the sentiment of all the community, "she's its nigh perfect as they make 'en." It would have been no wonder, then, had despair fallen ou John Dean when he found that he; too was under the spell, and that he would rather be condemned for life to the solitary cell with broad and water than pass that life without her. And what was he that ho should daro— As he sat there on the doorstep his head fel: forward on his knees, and a sob escaped hie full of anguish. Iu the next moment some out sat down beside him, a hand stole into his, an( Annie was whispering some indistiuct, coma forting murmur. How could he help return. ing the clasp of that little hand with an un• conscious strength of grasp that was almost pain, suddenly raise it to his lips and covet it with kisses, and as suddenly fling it fret him as though its touch had stung hien, ane: then seeing her withdraw, startled, grieved. hurt, turn and snatch her to his wildly beat hag heart and hold her as if they were one body and one soul. "Oh, what have I done, what have I done!'' he cried, as he opened his arms and released her. "I love you! I fee yuu! aud I must leave you. I must go away from here, for 1 elft never marry you!" But for all answer little Annie had only clung to him the closer, her face upturned on his shoulder, with its appealing oyes, the red lips parted, t.bn blush going and coming, the trembling smile melting to one of tend - 0101 % "I ought t have gone before it came to this!" he said. "I have been moaning to go, day atter day. And I could not, I could not! My will was strong, but it could not drag ruy feet of tor rue'" Ile disengaged her clasp, awl took her face between his two hands, his great gray eyes looking into hers long and passionately. "Kiss lee!" he said. "Once. For the Inst time. And now 1'en•- got me!" Ho told Mrs Sibley that night that as soon as Mr. Sibley returned from his west- e1.1t journey he sit, uld have to leave them. "Leave us, John!" said sho. "What Pori" "It's about tint 1," ho answered carelessly. "My traveling cap is on." "But John—why, John! Are youdissatis- fledl Isu't Mr. Sibley doing right by you? Has anything—has anything made you uu- hnpPyf" "Unhappy?" he said, with an air of sur- prise. "Oh, I'm not unhappy," he answered, with a look in his eyes then that made her heart ache. But Mr, Sibiey's journey was a long one, into the timber district of a western state. When he Caine home, six weeks later, he found a very different condition of things from that which he bad left. The men were in the woods, the camps supplied, the new year promising to open well, and all had been ordered and attended to by John. But John himself was sleeping in the counting room; as he did not go up to the house any more, Mrs. Sibley was sending dinner down to him; and Annie, his little wind -flower, looking as if the wind could blow through her, had grown into the white shadow of ...hersel trlarge-eyed, pallid--and-frirtl; •rl'ata r Bower, but as tho ghost of a flower. They were alone in the warehouse next day, the porter .and the boy Having gone #etre for their Awning. "I've been waiting for you to come back, air," said Joltu, be a voice Lucent to be calm, but which sounded in bis own ears as hollow as if it came from an empty shell. "Bet4,use I must take my turn naw. It's the close of the year. I find that I catmot be with you another year." "You mean you want a little rest aud change/ Certainly," said Mr. Sibley, fussily. " Certaluly. That's right. I've been ad- vising it, you know. Ho ow long, say?" "For—tor good and ►11, Mr. Sibley. I- I can't work here any lunger." "John 1" "No, sir. You see, yet rself, I'm only good at anything for about se long. I've grown reckless. I must go." "I don't see anything of the sort'" roared little Mr. Sibley, "Yes, sir. I tkauk you for your goodness to me. It's boon more thitn you think. More than you cast over know. It—it breaks rte all up—to go. But I must." "Look here!" cried Mr. Sibley, "I always said they was au out about you, if I could only find it. And here it is! What is thio bee iu your bonnet John—is it—is it Anuiel" he said t'1 a di:fe'eot true, one that had all is father's tenele•ness in it. "ileeattse if it is" —as there e.tme no answer—"•that's all right." "1-1 'e:utot—marry her, sir," with down - hung he'ut." "You can't marry my daughter, sir!" be- gan the master, and he stopped, thunder- struck, to cumprelnnnl the btatoment. Then, "You can't marry my daughter, sir!" he cried again, la..hing hiwsclt int) a rage. "1 should like to know what's the reason you can't marry my daughter! Do you mean to say that you cane here, a ,young whipper snapper from nowhere, a nothing, a nobody, and break my d tughter's heart, and ruin her Life, and"— "Stop, stop, stop, Mr. Sibley'" cried' John, as white as ashes. "I should ruin her life, indeed, it.l stayed." He waited a moment, looking his employer full iu the face—as Mr. Sibley afterwad told his wife—i-11xiel as if he were a sui,tt carved iu marble autuug all those bales and barrels. "I meant to tell you," he said prc- seutl,y, moving his lips as if with an effort. "I meant to tell you as soon as you began to be so good to ate. And then I felt it was my only chance in life, Hud I couhlu't. I thought, too, it would give you a pain—a luau's pun- ishment pursues him all his life, yeti see— and I hated to. Aud I hated to see the look you would have to give rue when I told you. And 1 thought then, perhaps, you would never know --it was he a state a thousand miles away. Audi I kept along. And when I found I was beginning to care for her, I male up any mind that I must go —and it was hard—and I—I never dreamtxl of her caring for nae! I would as soon have dreamed of an angel not of heaven stooping to me! And when I found out she olid, I felt sureshe would got over it with Inc out of the way—aud—and I only waited for you to come back"— "What in thunder are you driving at?" "A mail who helps the helpless gave me a suit of clothes, and I worked my passage down here. When you gave me that team to drive I was just a fortnight out of prison for theft." "That so?" said Mr. Sibley. And he turned on his heel and went into the little counting room and shut the door. How malty Ininutes, how many hours, John stood immovable, just as he had been left among the tune and bags anti boxes, he could not have said. All thought, all emo- tion seemed to have been wrung out of him— he was not even suffering. At last one of the hands returned; John nodded to him, took his hat mid coat and went up to the house to lint his things together. They were few, his possessions there, but his hands trembled so that it took him some time. When ho was through lie heard the murmur of voieos down below. Should he leave the house where he had been so kindly treated, without a word? IIe went down and hesitatingly turned the handle of thesittiug-room door. Mr. Sibley was there, too. "I—I—only come} --to say good -by. Oh, sir! I would give my right haud if"— "You can give your right hand now, John," said Mr. Sibley. "You can give your right hand to Aunie. I'In willing. Her mother's willing. She's willing. As for what you said iu the store, we won't consider that. I'w glad that's the only out about you! You couldn't have been anything but a boy when all that happened. You're hardly more than a boy now. I don't believe there's 10 men alive that hasn't titkea pennies, or apples, or some- thing that didn't belong to then[ sooner or later. You got into bad company some way, I suppose, and a temptation canoe that was too much for you when you were weakened. You've grown since then, grown the right way, strougthened. It' you'd been born crooked, you've had every chance since you've been with me to feather your mast, You could have run away with a haudy capital for a rogue, more than once. You're a1 honest plan by nature, John"— "Oh, I am, I am, I mean to bo!" cried John, with shaking voice. "We're forgiven our sins," said Mr. Sib- ley, solemnly, '`when we've become so that nothing ou earth could make us com- mit them again. The Lord forgave you long ago, John, when the possibility of doing that wrong agaiu ,was drowned out of you. I don't know why I should set up to be any bettor than the Lord. Now we'll never speak of this agate. We'll begin the year by putting the old thing.; behind us. You're as honest a ulau as Ole, John. Your mother au' me go together here; we believe in you; we're going to prove it by giviug you the dearest thing on earth that's ours. It shall 1 a new year for all of us. It shall give me what I wanted all my life aud never had, and that's a son—aud if I picked the world over, John, I couldn't find one more to my mind than what you be, John. C0111e, LOW," said Mr. Sibley, putting up his b;uudaua, "yon ain't g"iug to knave tittle to think it over. Old Peachblows in the kitchen, just down from the woods. 1'11 send lain for the minister. Mother, there's some black cake iu the stone jar, ain't there/ Well, we'll have a quiet wedding here this alternoon aud settle things, and then you and Annie con go off for that little change we was speaking of. You go,,to Annie in the west parlor, may, John." A Yankee Clip. 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