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Wednesday, November 9, 1SS7
RESCUED FROM A RAFT.
The Only Serdivor of the
Vernon Disaster.
Sturgeon Bay, ,Wis., Nov. 1.—
Up to the arrival of the schooner
Pomeroy from Chicago, which pass-
ed 'through the bay to -day, it •was
supposed that nota single survivor
was left of the forty or fifty people
on board tho propeller Vernon,
which went down off Sheboygan
early;last Saturday morning. It is
now known, however, that at least
•one Haan lives'to tell the tale of that
terrible night on Lake Michigan.
Tho Pomeroy has onboard the only
survivor, so far as now 'known, of
that awful disaster. Tho name of
the Haan who, has thus been rescued
from death after ho had given tip
altliopo of ever again setting --his
foot upon dry land, is .Alfred Stono,
of Chicago, ode of the Vernon's
crew. Ile had been in the water
sixty hours, exposed to a bitter,
Piercing Wind, and without a bite
to eat.• • When the Pomeroy dis-
covered him on a raft last night,
about eight miles from 'Sheboygan,
he was so cold as to ho almost help-
less, and so weak from hunger that
he could scarcely move. Although
still very weak from the effects of
his awl'u,l oxperince; he was able to
Inako itlirief statement of the never -
to -be -forgotten night.
"I vas awakened 1u tido tni(11lo
of the night," he says, ` by the cries
of the passengers ani crew, that the
vessel was siuking.. I sprang out of
tlao' NV 141(10w and found myself on a
life raft with six other persons. I
cannot say now who my companions
were; part of them were. members
of the crew anti part passengers.
It seemed only a moment before the
vessel had gone down, and I believe
that all but a few of those on board
went down with her• I du not
kuuw•.jeSt, 110 Ur nanny people were
aboard at the time, but the number
could nut have been far from 50.
We passed through an awful night.
I think I never saw such a sea as
that which tossed our little raft at
its mercy. When daylight came we
hoisted a signal of distuess, using a
coat tied to an oar. Two vessels
poised su near u, 011 Sattu•day that
they must I1,1t•0 s;/uu UV signal, yet
for some reason they apparently
nude no etfort to reach its. • The
storm still raged, and it may •be
that they had all they could du to
save themselves. One after 811,)1.1n!I•.
of my companions perished in the
cold, or were washed olf the raft
wheu they bocarno too numb with
col,' to hold ou any longer. We
never sate any others from the sun-
ken steamer. I don't believe any'of
them survived. The vessel went
down so suddenly that the crew
hadn't time to man the boats."
When Stone was picke 1 up there
was the corpse of one man on the
raft with him, the other four having
perished several hours before. Stone
says this man was one of the crew,
whose name he does not know.
au. . zv ' Ton -as.
BATTLE OF THE BAPTISTS.
The Main street Baptist church
Woodstock, New Brunswick, has
been expelled from the Baptist
association beetiitse cf its uwwbers
harboring mid adopting the doe -
ti inc of instantaneous and entire
sauctiticatton, which doctrine has
been declared by the Baptist body
to be u.nscript-uial.
AN OLD CASE SETTLED.
A suit brought by a French int•
porting house to recover duty paid
on inuslins brought to the United
States in 1857 was settled iu the
United States circuit court last
Friday, and the full amount of the
claim, $5.1,000, was awarded to the
plaintiff, The, "blawsted Bwitisber'
could hardly - eircutulo.;ute more
effectually than our American con -
sine did in this case.
TUE THU\DERE!: AMAZED.
The London, England Times
says :—"It its a fact beyond quest.
ion that Mr. Gludstone's oratori•
cal pet form truce beats the record" of
all the Etatedlttell who ever attempts
ed to govern a coulatry by the gift
of speech. We stand amaze at the
fecundity of language and physical
endurance displayed by a roan com-
pleting his 78th year. In sub.
stance, however, his speeches are
deplorable."
CANADIAN SUPERIORITY.
The Correspoedcnce is continued
in the London, Eng., Times on the
comparative advantaged of the routes
to the East. The writer of the
Times' article of three weeks ago
replies to other correspondents
justifying his figures as to the shorts
Hess of the Canadian "route, con-
tending that the more the matter
is enquired into the wore ground is
there for confidence in the usefulness
and success of the Canadian route
as an alternative and additional
route to certain Asiatic porta.
TIIE PROSPECT IS 0001)
The Montreal Star says. The pros-
pects of the country where never so
bright as they are at the present„hour.
Our export trade has increased
during the year by over four mil-
lion dollars. The reports from the
Northwest'are excellent, and phen-
onneual crops.are said to be in order.
Theo we have Moutreul and Toronto
rapidly increasing in population and
prosperity in trade. • Look where
we may, the prospect is good; and
the cheerful tone of public opinion
.is an additional assurance that
Caliada is moving in the tight
direction. So be it always.
•
MKZZEROIT'S METHOD.
Professor Mezzerotf spoke in New
York the other night about scienti'
tic warfare. Among • other things
he sail:—"A1 the solicitation of
Parnell Sr Co. I have refrained
from Springing lay system 'upon the
world•till now, but I will do it right
away. Ireland don't want simple
Home Rule and remainas a tail to
the English kite, but to become a
nation. 'E Free trade be—.
England is a thief among the na
tions. * •" Twenty-five dollars
judiciously expended will destroy
England's navy, $500 judiciously
expended will wipe her. off God's
earth:" •
•
BOROIBLE IF NOT FASTIDIOUS
'Airs. Richardson, a member of
the Salvation Artny in IC:ansas City,
has attracted attention. by lter. Sato
Jonesgne prcachillg 'Here are
some of her reported remarks: "I
haven't got any use for these kind
,,f people that k, ep their Christian
it.v in a bandbox six days in a week
and take it Out -011 the sttvouth."
"You can't gest Christianity into a
fool any more that you can bologna
sausages from a rattiest, ,rte," ''Do
you think that a utas with a chew
of tobtv;,•0 in his mouth and a battle,
•of wltiskoy. in his pocket is n fit
temple for the spirit of Godl" "I
would try to get into heaven just
to keep out of tho eunnpanv titers
is in hell, if for no other reIesOu."
THE PRACTICAL OPInIATION OF IT.
To those who profess to believe that
the connection bt'tween. trent
Britain and Canada could be kept
up iu spite of Commercial Union,
we submit that following paragraph
front a letter lately published by
Mr. \Vinian. It show the object of
ilt 1 agitators no pt link, that "he
who runs may rent)
"'lh,• practical o, , t tai .n of Mr.
13urterwort h's bill would be to
ab•dish the customs • line that now
runt through the middle of the con-
tino nt ; to lift it up and extend it
right around the continent. The
result would be that by the operat-
iml of a, uiai/ornt continental
e•ti-;Ii; equal in height to trent always
111•evraililag iia the United States, the
goods and merchandise of all foreign
countries, including Great Britain,
mould be discriminated agai.net in
favor of American manufactures."
DENIES, YET WHILE DENYING
ADMITS
Nothing can be furl bur apart from
the intent of conservatism *or from
the wishes of Conservatives than
Ghat power should be placed 'in the
kande of the people`!. Yet, strange
to say, most of the extensions of the
suffrage have been their work, and
the surae seems likely t0 he the case
in the future, and stranger atilt at
first sight,though itis not so very1hard
to explain when thought over, that
party tuts usually been the immediate
gainer by such extensions. The
next extension spoken of is to be
the granting of the suffrage to
women, which has, it seems, been
approved of by tile` majority at a
meeting of leading Scotch Conser-
vatives. •There is little doubt but
that such on extensiou would secure
a solid gain to the Conservative
party whether in Scotland or Canada.
—Montreal Witness.
MONEY IN PRINTER'S INK.
David Hostetter, of Pittsburg,
Pa, who has made a vast fortune in
the manufacture of bitters, is a man
seventy years of age. Physically he
is insignificant. He is not much
over five feet in height and of very
slender build. Mr. Hostetter's
wealth is estimated at between
$5,000,000 and $6,000,000. There
was a time when he peddled his
medicines on foot. He made his
business by persistent advertis'
i ng.
THE NEWSPAPER PUFF.
This paragraph should be read by
every one who desires knowledge on
a point of absorbing interest to news-
paper pubiishors:—Every day al-
most newspaper men are called upon
to notice this or that thing which
is of no interest to the public, but
which would be an advertisement for
him who asks the newspaper favor.
The columns of a newspaper are
the publisher's stock in trade,
worth so mull' an inch, and which
he is willing to sell to make a liv-
ing. lienee wheu a publisher is
asked for so much -space to puff some
0110 free, he who snakes the request
is acting precisely as if he should
ask a jeweler fora ring, or a tailor
. for a coat. There aro some people
who think it a favor conferred upon
a newspaper to ask a puff. Every
puff is worth at least ten cents a line,
and when a newspaper gives it away
it is just 'so much out of his
pocket.—Exchange.
SPURGEON'S SPURT.
•
Mr. Spurgeon has withdrawn
froth' the Baptist Union. In an-
nouncing itis decision to withdraw
and rei.lyiug to his critics, he says :
" To pursue the Union at,the ex-
pense of the truthi3 treason to
Jesus. To tamper with His doctrine
is ,to become traitors to him. We
Have before us the wretched spec-
tacle of professedly orthodox Christ-
ians publicly avowing union with
those who deny the faith, call the
fall of titan a fable', anti deny the
personality of the holy Ghost."
Replying to the question why be
does not start a now denomination,
he says that it id a question for
which I•te has no liking, that there
are enough denominations already,
and that if another were formed the
theives awl robbers who have en-
tered the other walled gardens
would eater it also,so..nothing would
be gained. Baptists generally re-
gret Mr. Spurgeon's decision, tend
are urging hint to reconsider it.
ILLIBERAL REFORMERS:
There are seine churlish Grits.' in
West Bruce, a one-time standard
-bearer of the party, John billies,
ex M. P., Veit] the witness. Illr.
Gillies was a possible candidate to
1111 the vacancy caused .by the re-
signation of Mr. Blake. D. E.
'Cameron, another possible candi-
date, wrote Mr. Gillies on some
matter german' to candidates and
the election. Mr.' Gillies iu his
reply say- : Accept my thanks for
the eonee. e with which yuu tegaral
my fului•,t before conventions.
Meantime Reformers that would 1
affected by an inadequate 18118`•,
wltilu I si,uuld regret to forfeit their
good -will, I should deem it au sur
possibility to retain perm:aneutly
their regard on principlest un•
stable and unfounded. .. for .ut-
stance, 1 have mut with utauty ab
called Reformers in these Ridings
that eoi si.ier it sufficient cause /m-
ilieu)
orthem to oppose ate because I hold
couuilnn converse with, and en•
tleavor to act courteously toward
my Conservative fellow•subjects.
While I differ with Conservatives
and Conservative principles politi -
cally, I am free to admit that 1
Have met • witii te good deal of
courtesy at the brut•:,: of
tives, generally, which I +.nt lire
pared to recognize independent of
political vittws. The reformer,
therefore, that is so illiberal as not
to concede t met the privilege of
exteattrltg the common amenities, of
life to my fellow-cittzene, be they
Conservator's, '.Tories or Indepeu•
(loots, I feel cotnpell,•d to forego his
friendship and support, no tnattt•r
how Bunch 1 runty value his good
will.
SOUND ADVICE. -Those having salon of any
kind should consider that itis fust as important
to have their posters properly displayed and ap-
pear neat and attractive, as itis to have a good
auctioneer. Tate Nrws.Rocoan makes a epectaItt
of this class of work, they have the material and
experience to give you what you watt at very
roasm,nitie prices.
Note treads, I.otter Fends, Statements, and in
fact all kinds of printing, in the hest style circlet' me, and left him to smoke
known to the craft and nt low rates, at 'rat hi9 Clttat by himself.
N sa a -Its cern, g'l'ee. 0
Q;R
TORR; XARAliaS
Why Did I Doubt 11;im.
"Good-bye, my,d,�1r,"
"Good-bye, Harry�'.7'
And I stood up on tiptoes to kiss
my husband as Ile leaned caressing-
ly over me.
He was a handsome fellow, for I
am quite sure a wife is as competent
as other people to pronounce judg-
ment on her husband. Somehow I
was rather proud of owning that stal-
wart fellow all to myself, as he went
down the street, with that quick,
graceful motion so indicative of.
strength and self-rolianoo.
And then I looked in the glass,
and adjusted the blue ribbon at my
collar, and just as I was ready to
sit down to the bit of embroidery
that I called "work," there carate a
tap at the door. It was the Wid-
ow Prime.
Mrs. Prime peered suspiciously
round the room as she took my
proffered chair.
"Oh, I thought he. wouldn't be
here !" - •
"Who? Mr. Evelyn I He is never
here at this time of the morning,
Mrs. Prime."
The widow screwed up her lips,
and nodded her hetid mysteriously.
"I am glad you -can by so ,pheor-
ful, Agnes."
I laughed outright—a merry little
peal of mirth. ,
"Why shouldn't I be, Mrs Primes"
"This world is a vale of sorrow,
my poor child ; your turn will Come
as well as other people's. I only
hope you'll have strength to bear it
in a proper spirit."
I dropped my embroidery with
a strange chilly sensation in my
veins.
"Mrs. Prime, what has happen-
ed ?"
"Happened ! nothing that I know
of; but nobody can tell what fate
may bo in store for us, Agnes."
"Harry—is he wall?" I gasped.
"Yes, he is well enough," said
Mrs. Prime with another myster-
ious nod, "Agnes, I've always
thoughteltu made too much of an
idol of that man."
"What do you mean Mrs. Prime?"
"I don't want to make trouble
between you and your husband,
Agues; but I'm afraid—I'm very
much afraid he's not behaving right-
ly towards you. Ho's deceiving
you, Agues; and you, poor creature,
aro blind to all his duplicity 1"
I sprang to my feet with flashing
eyes.
"Mrs. Prime, how 'dare you say
such things t0 1110 1"
"Alt I thought you would fire
up; but it's Bible trutli neverthe-
less. I` saw it with 111y own eyes."
"Saw what?"
I pressed lily hand to my . fore-
head with a bewildered feeling.
"Saw him get into the train with
that pretty black-eyed woman that
he was walking with yesterday.
Aud Here's the very note that
dropped out of his pocket 1"
The Widow Prime 'triumphantly
opened out a little sheet of lilac
paper before me, so that I could
read the few lines thereon inscrib-
ed :
"Meet me at the station to -morrow
mourning, and all the arrangements
shall be 'as you require. •
LAURA MELTON."
Who. was Laura Melton ? Why
was -she writing to my husband?
Why was I kept in ignorance of all
these "arrangements?"
There was no need of Mrs.
1'ri.nle's envenomed arrows ; the
,wounds were already beginning to
gangrene in my heart.
"I thought it was my fluty to tell
yoll, Agues."
1 folt the cold light of Mrs.
Pri'nt's eyes on 'roc, like baleful
stats as ''she took Iter ceremonies
leave, but I was too miserable to,
heed her expressions of condolence.
1 sat down and' cried the bitterest
tears I had ever shed. -
1f Harry was false to rue what
<vas the u'se of living? I though
of•',tlte gulls': happiness, with
rtiieli.I was wont to watch for his
coiuitlg '.footsteps—that was over
now. I thought of tho• velvet slip-
pers I was' -'embroidering for his
birthday, I lth4 no heart to finish
thele now. Anel'•.,I remembered
how that very morning wo had talk-
ed abont the little country home we
s01110 olay aspired to own, and I had
pictured myself training roses, with
Barry holding the garden scissors
at my side, Foolish child that I
had been nbt to know that my Ely-
sium could not last !
"It was late at night before
Harry returned.
"You have not been at your
office to-day1" I said, questioningly.
II colored and looked earnestly at
are.
"How do you know 1"
"I know more things than you
are aware of,'' I said bitterly.
"Agnes !"
But I drew resentfully away from
the tender arta that would have en-
.
"You will ride out with we to-
day.,. darling i" he said, the next
morning.
"I don't care whether I ride—or
stay home was my ungracious an-
swer.
If Harry could have known that
my trunks were already half pack.
ed to return to my father's house!
It would be a great deal less ern=
barrassing both to him and Laura
Melton to have no broken-hearted
wife in the way.
I hardly recognized ray own face
in the glass as I tied my bonnet -
strings.
How deliciously the scent of the
new -mown hay perfumed all the air
as we rolled along through the
quiet country roads; how green,
and cool, and rural it all looked I
At length the carriage stopped
before a dainty little cottage, em-
bowered in roses and trailing honey-
suckles—a cottage with drooping
eaves, and deep piazza, and rustic
vasis in front filled with glowing
scarlet verbenas and fragrant mig-
nonette.
"Oh, Htu•ry," I ejaculated, invol-
untarily, "'tow beautiful this is.
It looks like a bit of out%of fairy-
land."
'4Do you like it Agnes?" he ask-
ed, with a gratified smile, as he led
me into the drawing -room whore
tiny pictures hung on the tinted
walls, and white muslin curtains
fluttered to and fro in the wayward
breeze. "It is your new home,
Agnes."
"My new home 1"
I stood gazing at him with a look
of puzzled bewilderment. At the
same, instant the door just beyond
was opened, and a lady dressed in
a blue silk advanced into the room.
"Agnes," said Mr. Evelyn, "this
is Mas. Melton, the lady of whom I
have purchased this place.. Site has
no further need of it, being about
to rejoin her husband abroad. •
Htr husband abroad 1 What an
egregious little goose I have been?
The blood rushed warmly to my
cheeks as•I squeezed Mrs. Melton's
hand in mine, and murmured a few
words of the pleasure I felt in meet-
ing her.
"I was here yesterday with Mrs.
Melton completing the arrange-
ments and signed the papers," went
.on Harry, "I was so anxious that
•you should have it pleasant surprise
on this, the ulor-uing of your birth-
day
I looked into his face with eyes
that were full of tears. All the
time I was thinking so bitterly of
him he was studying for my happi-
ness—my. noble. hearted husband.
"Agnes," he -whispered, loaning
over tae, when 'Mrs. Melton had
bidden . us adieu, and wo were all
alone in the Cool - 11tt10 drawing
room, "this is the first secret I have
ever -kepi from you, and it shall bo
the last. Do you forgive me the
little Mystery, Agnes?"
I could not answer, 'He stopped
to look into nay oyes.
• "Crying, my darling ! What
grieves you?"
"Nothing— nothing," I sobbed,
with nay face hidden against his
shoulder. "Only I am so happy
—
s0 very happy."
"A strange thing:to Cry for," he
said, laughing, but there was a thrill
in- his-•voiee,-nevertheless ....„ •
All this happened ten years ago,
and we have lived happily in the
fairy • cottage ever since. Widow
Primo says "it will not last tong,
but Harry and I think differently.
Love's Eclipse.
It had been a hard winter in
.t1illvillc. The severe cold and
the scarcity of work made suffering
for the poor and anxiety for the
rich. Thou the summer heat fell
suddenly upon the close, unhealthy
town, and it grew more restless and
full of conflicting passions. 'l'lae
hot sunt which brought • out the
vivid greenness of spying• turf and
foliage - and unfolded the vivid
splendor of flowers around the fine
houses up on trio hill, when: sweet
fresh air blew in from , the olden
country, and from whence shady,
winding roads led away 'to the
further hilltops, whence you could
see the shining of clear and distant
watera, this ton glowing sun brought
weariness and sickness into the low
and crowded streets. Hero con-
tinually •arose the - old murmurs
against the blindness of fortune,
and the old questioning about the
cruel inequality of human lots.
"Is this to go ou forever, is what
1 would like to know," said An-
drew Carmicheal, as 110 came out
from work on that night. "Just
look at that carriage rolling there,
and they inside of it, an•d then at
us. Did God make us both,is what
I would liko to know• Did ha
really make us out of tho same clay
and iu the same likeness?"
• "Nay, I don't think he did.
There's a main difference in the
different kinds of clay ; and then
maybe the devil had a hand in the
making up of some of us. Some-
times I think ho had."
And the last speaker, a rugged,
solid looking Englishman, gave a
shrewd glance at Carmichael.
"That means;nle, I suppose," said
Carmichael, bending . 'tis rough.
browa and giving an impatient -
shake to his broad, stooping shoul-
dens—a shake that would have been
a shrug if his"blood an& country
had allowed. - --
"Nay," rejoined the other, good-
naturedly, "I think it means a
good many of us—some of us hero,
and some of they fine people
there."
"Oh ! I thought we were all
wrong and they were all right---
always
ight—always and everlastingly right, as
we aro always and everlastingly
wrong. That's one of the vested
rights of capital, I suppose."
"Well, well," said the other,
gently, the world has been going on
a long tithe, now, many thousand
years, they say, and it's only natural
to suppose that the hand that made
it has kept on guiding it all through.
I'm not saying but that abuses have
crept in; 'wwould be strange if they
didn't, with so many men a working
and striving the way they do ; no
doubt there's many hard things
smug to pass. I ve seen and felt
some of 'ern, maybe. But what I
do say, is that it stands to reason
that the hand that made, can help."
Andrew Carmichael made • no
answer. He only shook his head, a
sullen, downcast shake, and went
his way alone. *
The others paused, a dirty, tired
and haggard cluster of weary men
and women standing on the dusty
pavement, in the placid light of the
evening sky. The sun had set, but
all its glory still lingered in the
west. The insufferable brightness
was gone, and the sweet calm of the
summer evening spread over them.
"It's a fine cleat' sky that is
almost always over us in this coun-
try," said the second speaker, at
last ; "I wouldn't say but I' can
always see a promise in it."
` Then he too went his way, and
the knot of loiterers, which had
seemed to wait for him, dispersed,
and turned down different streets.
"This is a lovely sky and a love-
ly night, Agnea," said ono of the oc-
cupants of the carriage which had
just passed. "Why are we driving
here in these ill -smelling streets in-
stead of being out in the open
country where everything is so
green and still 1"
"Because Guy wished to call at
his office," said the sweet voice of
Agues Stretton. "IIo would have
lost the drive altogether had not we
turned this' way. I thought you
would not mind, just fur once;••
Flossy."
"Nell, no, not for just once; but
I do think it is horrid to bo tied to
this dirty town. Why, for ]leaven's
sake, do you persist in living
hero ?"
"Because our property is hero ;
th'e-brsine-ss-is-a-ll-herro; you, _kno-w."
" The business 1" mimicked
Flossy, "and what have •you to do
with that, nay dear, or that elegant
Guy, either, for that matter 1" Your
man • down • at the works, whom I
call Guy's man Friday, would carry
it On just as well. Why, Guy him-
self said that that Very thing, only
yesterday."
"Not just that very thing, my
dear child: —He -said he- could utast
Mr. Gibbs to do everything just as
faithfully in his absence as when ho•
was hero."
fine .a...tlisti.ctiou...foi me.; I.
aha not up to such niceties. 'And
pray why don't you call your Head
mars "Gibbs," just as papa calls his
"Tompkins`?" . •
"Because ho is a man and not a
machine," returned Agues, quietly,
but with a perceptible. heightening
of her deliberate color. "The men
and women who work for us etre amen
and women, just as we arc, and have
souls and bodies as we have, I sup-
pose. It is to part of 0111 business
to do. our duty to thenal• just as it is
theirs to do our work wow,
"Quite a sermon, on my word,
Aggie," said her coinpauiou, 111 a-
tone- of languid and rather ,pettish
wonder. "And party, who taught
you that? I never know you were
preparing fur the church."
"I think every one's conscience
might teach hila at least as nttich as
that," replied Agnes, gravely.
"11 -hen yon have lived twenty-five
years in this work -a -day world, dear
Flossy, you will have had time to
think of such things.too."
"Oh, I hope not," said !Flossy,
playing lightly hor bright rib-
bons, and looking out, through her
light, golden fleece of 'frizz and
curl, to • see if Guy Stretton were
not coiling out of his office.
Her arch, bright face made a
pretty contrast to the delicate soft-
ness of Agnes' regular features and
the dark mass of shining braids
which clowned her finely -sot head
and slender, stately figure. •
11 certainly was a group standing
out. in very marked relief against
the sombre background of dingy
factories aucl diugier operatives
through which the handsome car-
riage had been passing.
When Guy Stretton himself came
out and joined „lois cousin Agnes,
and her ft'iend, 'Flossy Carver, the
picture became still bettor worth
looking at. In a longday's journey
you would not find, a handsomer
man than Guy Stretton, and a groat
many strangers would never think
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