Wingham Times, 1890-01-03, Page 2no Alaimo
'R DAY, JANUARY 8. 18eo,
Wagit g the New Year..
] , ftZMICQA U. DAVIS, -
lie steed shaving himself he listened platters. But Bob stood by his moth -
1 tr kin her babel
to her song, and lue lipv trembled a el, gent y e o f# ,
Dear old mammy 1 said lw, that
was a good song of yours this morn-
i>u„t ,A
Yea, Betty, said her husband, your
voieeis as sweet ns ever. But your
heart seemed to be singing today, and
to .good purpose. ---Congregationalist.
little. Betty used” to sing Ron to
sleety with that ditty when he was a
baby, What a big fellow he was 1
Big in every way. There never wee
.anything the least mean or sneakingc
about Bob—a laeediong, affectionate
foolish led.
He listened as bo brandished the
' razor, holding eouisel with himself in
11Irs.Ay, a woke on New Year's Dai'
with a g aan It was a dark,
drizzly
inorilin
right
with
W
the glass, '''
There could be no doubt that Betty
tlho had neuralgia in tier ]rad twine his courage to faro disaster.
Thebaby had soreamod It was her faith, perhaps. •
is during nearly half . the As he laid down the razor, be nodd-
nighty:. ]ler husband had not eel to himself, almost with a smile.
en her a word of sympathy or kind., I reckon I was too hard on the boy.
nesa, though she Trnew he was awake. I'll give him another chance..
He had been moody and 'ill-tempered He beard Bob's step on the stairs,
for days.. Jane, the girl of all work, and opened the door, waiting,
Bob had wakened with an aching
head: .Defeat at school, the foul talk
()ibis last night's comrades, his first
drink of whiskey, all tore at the poor
boy's brain. Re rose sullen, and
ready to fight. His father and mother
would both attack him, no doubt. He
was" tired of lecturing. He would cut
loose. and earn his own bread like 'a
free man.
Just then his mother's voice reach-
ed his ears, It was full of tenderness
and cheerful hope. it was that old
song she used to be always singing
Be listened with a, forced scowl. But
presently his face softened. Things
insensibly began to look brighter. It
was impossible that life had readied
so terrible a crisis. There was the
savory smell of breakfast coming up,
and the children laughing, and his,
mother singing gaily. Be came -down
the stairs with a sudden throbbing . of
his heart.
Could he corse back,, and begin all
over again'. He had been an innocent.
boy a year ago. if father would only
hear reason for a minute—
Just here his father looked out of
his door.
Bob, my son, he called . pleasant
ly.`
had given warning the night before.
Worst of all, Robert, her eldest son,
had not come homey until midnight.
Ile had fallen in with some idle fel-
loWs of late,. and it was, she thong it,
owing tothis; companionship that his
standing in college was so low.
She went down stairs, her soul
feeblyntaggering under this burden of
Woes, and opened the windows.
In my affliction t called unto the
Lord, she repeated, looking into the
murky sky.
. Suddenly a gust of sense and cour-
age swept through her like a fresh
wind. Afflicted ? Why, God was
bebind ' all these petty worries, just
as the sun* was back of this cold,
drenching rain. Had she no faith -at
all 2 Was she to go. with a whine and
lamentation to meet the new yeas; rt
God was in it, also. .
She stiffened herself, body and
soul. ` With the tears` still on her
cheeks, and the °booking in her throat
she began to sing a gay little catch of
which she was fond, end. ran to her
room again to put on a fresh collar
sand a pretty cravat. Sbe.had twenty
things to do before breakfast, but she
sang on while she was about them.
It was a foolish song, yet, out of it,
singular" courage and life stole into
her heart. ,
With,prayer . and 'thanksgiving—
and tkanagiuing—make known your.
requests unto God, she re•sieinbered..
She passed through° the kitchen; stop-
ping to wish Jane a Happy New Year
with a joke. The wish and the song
and the joke all tell into Jane's Irfsh
heart like a blazing rocket into a dark
placers
She chucliied ` ss she stirred the.
potatoes. ,The work ._at the Ayre's
was not so' heavy ;after all, and herself
had a pleasant way with her, and
there was the prisints now and then.
In two months sine would have enough
page her to send for her sister, Ws --
an' it's likely Tim llahertyy would be
crosstn' about that time.
Jane• soon brought in the breakfast'
with req( cheeks tend' a smile. •There
was no more talk of *tinning from
° her;
Xe. Ayre, Tying awake in bed, was
tempted to wish the day would never
dawn ' He was a close-mouthed, un-
demonstrative man, ; who shut his
" troubles down nut of sight. But the
weight of them just *now was more
than he could bear. Things were
going wrong at the works ; every day
he discovered ,mistakes and petty
'rands. He was growing old ; he was
behind the times, Younger snanufac-
tuters were supplanting hien is the
market. Sharper eves than liis were
needed to watch the men and the
books. As tar as his business was
concerned,, be was in a n'iost miser.
xble blind alley, from which he saw no
exit.
13et the hart which was sorest was
no matter of business. Robert was
luW g in his Greek class, and still lower
in Latin. Iid aqua growing reckless,
•running with low compaxlions. What
'}lis had 'hoped -from that boy 1 For
•h mae'f Ga had' no ambition—hut for
Robert! Be was to be a great law.
ler like his grandfather. But here
by was, going to the dogs --at nine-
teen! •
Per days Mr, Ayre lead -borne his
misery le grim, ill:humored silence.
Pnt now in Iiia titern deiipair he felt,
14e had been silent too long. Ile
world speak in'a way which Robert
*fluid retoasniter to his dying day.
Dia got tap. reenleing, as he pulled on
hie h0te, that the boy should.. either
torn over a newt leaf that day, or leave
the, houses.
Xf lie is test tel golna'to rttinr it aliatl.
',et le aandter my roof ?" I'll not palter
with bins .tn' y longer, he' thought, his
jet set end bide. 1'11 ddisown:titer.
tont then, °tt, cherry song Rentided
ti re nph the .Auntie. Poor /lofty ! She
l ..ot been sick al! aright, and worried
' Fir *bat crying child'. end ti'ere she
iv 4'•'i.i sv the Pelt Veitr with a niea it l
Yes, dad, the boy answered, stopp-
ing eagerly.
Come in; I want to have a minute's
talk with you, you were out rather
late last night. You are quite often
out late, •
Robert lookedrhim straight an the
eyes. • '
Yes, father, I've been in bad. com-
pany. I know,t. I'm ashamed of
it.
Your, mother does bob give you up,
said Aryi!yi irritably. She has faith
in you. I don't see how she can he-
gin.thenew year with a -song.; Be-
tween you and the trouble at- the
works, I feel as if my reason was go-
ing. -
What is wrong at the . wofksi said
Bob, anxiously. Sit down,father!
don't give me up. Have a little faith
in me;'With God's help I'lt start
afresh. Don't give me up.
Mr Ayre locked sharply into the
boy's face.. It was honest; it bore the
.mark of no bad passion. Perhaps he
'made some mistake in managing
hint.
Why do you waste your time and
my money, Roberti You are doing no
good' in your studies—
Father, said Bob, fetidly,' I'll tell
you the truth. I hate hooks. I never
shall be a scholar. Let 'me go to
work. Pett rife in the factory to learn
the bueiness. That is what I have
wanted all my life, .1 don't care how
!lard the work is-- - •
Mr Ayer's countenance changed as
if a cloud had vanished and the whole
face of the earth had lightened. "Here
was the 'answer to the riddle! Of
course the boy wan; meant for busi-
ness! He was cool, shrewd, honest,
wide-awake, 'Why he had been so
handl
We most talk it over, Robert. We
mutt talk it over,
His voice fairly trembled with ex-
citement. Ile shut the door.
Mr Ayre wits called half a dozen
times in vain to breakfast. Re came
at last with Robert: Both had bright,
pleasant faces..
Well, mothar4 cried 111r Ayre, Bob
acid I have a grand scheme. Re 18
to horny right hand man in the works,
confiden ' clerk until he learns the
business, and then junior partner.
What do yousay to that? I declare
1 feel as if a nroutataln lad been lifted
from my back!
Bob wee standint? behind his moth.
er. Ile pulled, back her head and kissed
her.
She Haid nntl,ing, but happy tears
rained her cheeks.
Me goring to begin all over again,
he whispered,
mnank God I 1 knew it would all
come right.
About tiro Foot.
The foot is the member about wllicb
people are most sensitive. A man
who would not hesitate to crowd his
tees into a tootbpick shoe would never
think of trying, to ooA press his 71
head into a 71s hat. A woman ',site
a massive head cannot reduce its
breadth, but she can dress it for
'' narrowing effects,'.' as the milliner
terns it, At the foot she can do this,
and also supplement it by a painfully
restrictive shoe.
Certain savage tribes have produced
Pint heads and narrow heads by means
of compression, but these instances
have been rare as compared with the
civilized rages that have labored per
severingly to reduce the human foot
to its minimum proportions. This
has been going on ever since sandals
were discarded and close shoes were
adopted.
. in fact, some of the ancient Roman
sandals were foot compressers, 50 fair
as tightened thongs could make them:
It was only at the toes that perfect
pedal freedom was possible in some of
those fastenings of iuterlaced straps,
Tho Ganadiali 8ortiouiturist
improves every year, both in appear-
ance, illustrations, colored pletes and
reading matter. Every fruit 'grower,
gardener and farmer should have it.
Theeditor-is a pratical fruit grower,.
and the other writers are the leading
practical gardeners and .fruit growers
in Ontario, One dollar addressed to
the editor, Grimsby; Ont., secures
this. monthly, the interesting an-
nual report of the Fruit (.]rowers
Association•.and a choice of plants for
testing.
. The Cam.phellford Herald exposes a.
swindle by which a -farmer named
Peter McDonald, of Seymour town-
ship, was done out of over $200., Mr
McDonald was induced • to give his
note for $240 to a•tnan who represent-
ed himself to be' an agent of the
National' Bucket Co., of Toronto,
which claimed to hold the patent right
to sell'hucleets'at $`L' each, and the
note was held by the company for
security. Three dozen of these 'buck-
ete were to -he sent to Mr. McDonald
within 80'days, but neither buckets
nor note were forthcoming. The
firm was a mythical one, aid in the
meantime the note was sold to a firm
of brokers in 'Toronto, who demanded
payment, of same, and, in default they
have seized upon Mr. McDonald's
stook and grain. If the firm are not
swindlers, says the Herald, the traus-
action; has a most •dishonest • odor
aboc:a it, Mr. McDonald will be put to
considerable trouble and expense to
clear himself.
Don't go back en your home paper.
Remember that it is published in your
own interest; that it battles for the
rights of its own locality; that it keeps
you posted in regard to the news of
your own neighborhood; that it criti-
cizes and reports the act onof local
officers; that it gives you the market
reports;; that it discusses the questions
of most importance to you and' your
neighborhood; and that it gives back
to you directly and indirectly every
cent you give it. Don't..meastlre lv
with e. city weekly, that is half filled
with matter of no importance to you;
that gives you no local news; that
knows nothing about local officers
local que Hous or local necessities;_
and that does not intereet itself build-
ing np your interests or the interests
of your locality. Take a city paper
if you please, bub always take your
own local paper. Less than two cents
`per week pays for the Tunis.
The immigration returns fer the
Province of Ontario froth January 1
to November' 3(, 1889, have been
prepared, showing a comparison with
the returns for the seine period of last
year. • During the eleven months of
1889 the total number of arrivals was
114,990, while . for the seine period
,of 1888 the arrivals were 88,860,
showing a degrease this year of 03,870
Of the arrivals last year 10,906 re•
mainr.d in this province, 'wiale this
year 14,806 rensanied here, Thus the
decrease this year in the number of
settlers is 6,097 compared with 1888.
The nationalities of the settlers- in
Ontario dining 1889 are as follows .
English, 8,719;• heli, 2,168; 6SeSteli;
, r+ 1 hnva l:nlctrveet 1ik0 a Witt* to Breakfast, breakfast 1 cried Mr 2,066 ; German, 729 ; Boandinavibn,
r: ebbe+!r' TV'►r, Avis. Ayre, setting to week vitinrnitxly, 2'04; $wins, 7; American, 630;
v and of kris wife. Ayip wlrHn tlee ahtldren d nen reed as them ° van r atil11 t -n e,, 77.
- 1111111,1Mplatirrs severe --e-
THERE 13 NO DEATH.
There is no death! Tho stars go slower
ro rise upon some fairer shore;
And bright in heaven's jeweled crown
They shine forevermore.
There is no death: The dust we tread
Shall change beneath the eumnorshowers
To golden grain on mellow fruit
Or rainbow tinted Sowers.
Tho graniteroeks disorganize
To feed the hungry moss tine, begirt
The forest leaves drink daily lite
From out the viewless air.
Theta is fro ahs tall,
The flowerdes Padatr andThe passleaveaway—
may
They only wait through wintry hours
The coming of the Airy,
There is no death; An angel form
Walks o'er the earth with silent tread;
Ile bears our beat beloved things away,
And then we call them "dead."
Ile leaves our beatk all desolate;
Re plucks our fairest, sweetest !lepers—
Transplanted into bliss they now
Adorn immortal t3owers.
Tbe bird like voice, whose joyous tones
.Bade glad this scene of sin and strife,
Blugs now' her everlasting song
Amid thoTree of Life,
e And when he sees a smile too bright
Or heart too pure} for taint of vice,
Ho bears to it that 'world of ll ht,
p To dwell in Paradise.
Born into that undying life,
They leave us but to come again;
With joy we welcome them—the same,
Except in sin and pain,
And ever near us, thcingh unseen,
The dear, immortal spirits tread;
Per all the boundless universe
Is Life—there aro no Dead.
—Unidentified.
.1osh pilings, 1?hilosgphy.,
"Let him go, my 'son," said an ancient
father to his boy, who had caught arab-
bit, "and when he gits bigger ketch him
again.]' The boy dfd• az he was told,
and ' has been looking 'for that rabbit
ever' since.
The world owes all its eqd' gy and re-
finement tew luxurys. Dtging roots
for breakfast and going nal d for clothes
iz the virtewous innocen ee of a lazy
savage.
There is lots ov folks who eat well and
drink well, and yet are sick all the time.
Theze are the folks who always enjoy
poor health.
If a man hits yu find yu hit him back
yu are even; but if yu don't strike back
he is your debtor, and alwus owes yu a
crack.
Men, if they ain't too lazy, liv sum -
times till they are 80, and destroy the
time ,a good deal as follows: The fust
thirty years they spend throwing, stuns
at a'mark, the seckbnd thirty they spend
in examining the *nark tew see where
the stuns hit, and the remainder iz di-
vided iii cussing the stun throwing bizz-
ness and nursing the rumatizz.
Not a Dandy's Foot. .
Dr. John Ritchie, the great'voluntary
leader,, had charged the ministers of the
establithed church with leading the lives.
of Sybarites, faring sumptuously every
day and clothing themselves in soft rai-
ment. , At a public meeting Dr. Guthrie
had to • reply to the assertion. He was
standing on the front of the platform;,
his ' boots were strong, ironshod country
boots And his trousers were bespattered
with mud, for he had just walked sev-
eral miles. Looking round upon the au-
dience and holding out his foot, he
pointed to it aucl said:• "My friends, Di.
Ritchie declares that we are a set of
dandies. Do youfcall that the foot of a
dandy?" The appeal' was' irresistible,
and was responded to with great laugh-
ter on the part of the audience and with
cheers, which were redoriblhd as Dr.
Guthrie stood holding out his. foot and
looking about him with a quiet, comical
smile.—San Francisco .Argonaut.
A Compressed Air Company.
One of the most important enterprises
in Paris is the Compressed Air company,
which distributes power throughout the
city. It began with a pneumatic clock
system about 1870. This business grew
until there are now about 8,000 pneu-
matic clocks, public and private, driven
from a station about four miles east of
the Madeleine. The company distributes
power for any purpose. There aro about
250 motors, varying in power from one-
eighth horse power to fifty horse power,
for all sorts of pbrposes, all driven from
the central station. The system used is
that of Victor Popp, and it is being ex-
tended 'with grew rapidity.—Paris Letter.
She Can Tell Their Names.
One of the most remarkable old ladies
In Cobb county is Mrs. Olive Hamby,
the mother of the well known and high-
ly esteemed Hamby boys, of this county.
She is now over 75 years old and the
rnotherof nine children, six 'of *horn
Are living. She has sixty-six grandchil-
dren, and dab reach all of them in two
hours' ride, except two who reside is
Arkansas. :Sire can tell the names and
age of -every child and grandchild,'gty-
ing dates with perfect clearness, dis-
playing a memory truly remarkable.
All of her children and grandchildeen.
have good hones and are doing wells.—
Marietta (Ga.),Tourrial.
•
Thoughtless lint Ihskind.
"Mr, Smythe," said a young woman,
"1. heard a gentleman say that you had
some of the itna;rkod, ohar'aetesistics of a
ieat,"
.rAh` I'm glad to k ow that, my littler
efforts in vel
"Yes, he
to run on
day that b
Own we'•
t*Jiy'."
are appYeciated,"
ma to /. His mind seems
ts, it was only yester-
said he thought most of
more .on less wrong mett-
eretlant Tj valur.
etnrsres Crown.
Queen Victoria's crown, kep
other royal regalia under strong.
at the old tower, and worn only on
occasions, is one of the most cot fly in-
signias now in existence. To begin with,
there ere twenty diaiuonds around the
cirelet or Headband, each worth $7,600,
or $160,000 for the set. Besides these
`twenty there are two extra large center
diamonds each valued at $10,000,, making
$20,000 mora; lifty-four smaller dia-
monds, placed as the angles of the others,
each valued at $500; four. crones, eaoh
worth $00,000, find composed of twenty-
five diamonds; four large ill:ruonds ort
top of crosses, each having a uvney
value of $5,000; twelve diamonds in the
fleur delis, $550,00e; eighteen smaller
diamonds contained in the same, 810,000;
pearls, diamonds and rubies upon arches
and circlets not mentioned before, $00,-
000; also 141 small diamonde formed in
roses and monograms, $25,000; twexity-
six diamonds in ,upper crows, $15,500;
two circles of ` pe4.i'ls about the rim of
the headpiece. $104000 each. The total
money valuoof thud reliein any jeweler's
market in the ware would be at least
$000,000, metal ant all included, --St,
Louis Republic. , t
Dir. life kips' Itetort.
Farmer Llenki s; whose wife, Mary .
Jane, is noted fc , never being •pleased
with anything the she sees or hears, sel-
dom has a chance to administer w rebuke+
of her disagreeably critical habit,but one •
day his opportunity came; and he did
not miss it.
They had been to Boston together and
on their return home one of the neigh-
bors dropted hiitnd began a oonversa.
tion.
"Ben to Boston, hey ye, Blenkins?"
"Yes."
-"Miss Blenkins go 'long?" '
"Um -hum," •
"How'd ye like it, alis' Blenkins?"
"Laws sake!":snapped out Mrs. Bien-
kips, "Everythi' I see there was jest '
frightfull?
"1 believe ye, Mary Jane," broke i
Farmer Blenkins. "Ye, want dol
nothin' the whole day but stoppin'
front of lookin' glasses!"—Youths' Co
paniou.
n Recovered.
One of Chicago's old residents was tak-
en sick the other day, and he was seri-
ously ill, too. He was not ready a die
and he asked that a leading phys'
suuimoued. When this physician
in the old settler told him that he fe
was going to die. After acareful exam: t
nation the physician smiled encouraging-
ly and tried to dissipate his patient's mor-
tuary ideas. "Why," he ' argued, "you
are all :right. You think yop are going
to die, but your feet are not cold. You
ought to know that a man with warm
feet is not going to die." The old. -settler
regarded his physician contemptuously
foe a few moments, and then said neith
disgustinhis voice: "Warm •feet! What's
that got to do with it? Look at Joh
Rogers! He diethvith warm feet,becau
he was burnedatthe stake. • Don't a e .
with me on the question of feet tem era- -
trire!" The physician said nothing, but
the old•settler recovered.—Chicago Iter-
ald.
A Now Way to Earn One's Living.
Scholl tells a good story about a comic
singer who called the other clay at the
manager's office,of one of the principal
cafe. chantants {fn Paris to see about
getting an engagement. "13ut lgt m
see," said the manager', I seenefenleeTv
your face. "Did you not sing at tlt ler-
non theatre ltst'season?" •"Yes. "But,
my poor fellow, •you were a fearful
frost." ','Yes; bn purpose." "How ons'
purpose?" "Yeti see, the manager didn't
pay us. If I lied sung well 1 should
have got nothing but applause. As I
sang as wretdhdly as 1 could, the people
bombarded mots with apples, and I got
something te nat at least.'—Pall Mall
Gazette.
Not a llatter'of Choice,
Aunty—I annot understand how girls
act the way bey do nowadays. It's sj
ply awful.. ,, ou spent two months
Newport last summer, and during at
time you were engaged to half a dozen
different. me 1. •
Sweet Gi 1—But, aunty, what else
could I do • I'd, hardly get engaged to
one young man before his vacation would
be over. tinct he'd. have 'to go back to the
city, and that's the way it went. It was
horrid.—New York.Weekly.
1 Pomposity.
• "I see some men in the •world liol
themselves :nighty high. On wha I
can't tell! ',They are only leen. ed
made us all. " And we're all mighty small
creatures when it comes down to indi-
viduals. Iidlividually we don't event
much' in florid. No Irian amounts to
is great deal ]himself. Ile is dependen
on the others. Therefore Ire has no oat
.qhm to feel Better than anyone else."
A`woinueetra vers.
11. C. Wheatly, employed in an
lu'oa at iifilledgoville, Ga., has a wonee
ful dog. Be sends him on erran
any one about the institution, o
most any place, the dog having 1 >9
the places by name and 'obeying v
instruction. Ile carr count, spell, a
invrtriably, before retiring for the nig
kneels be tho side of Mr. Vibeatlyr s
and says his prayers. He can chin
ladder from the under side, placed a
angle of 80 degrees. and perfor
number of tricks that require more
till strength than is ostially futuul in
canine family-•-Uiicago'1 ivies.
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