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Wingham Times, 1890-01-31, Page 6am Ems FRIDAY, JANUARY 31, 1300e BisToror raPMALS ITSELF'. Early one morning Master Edward Barton arose from los pillo.v in great heste, called himself a hard name, and, having tuede his toilet, sat dawn to write a letter, Tie had had a quarrel with his tiweet-het 111s altie Peyton— and, now he was auxioes to Leconte reconciliki to her. After covering several sheets of Paper Nettle words and seutences, mere- ly to destroy them, he at last prodee- ed this effusion: My tiarlinee—Forgive your wicked Edward. "It was all Ina own faulteetal he repents in dust and ashes Write to hitn to eome to, his own pet before he dies ef sorrow. lie cannot live withont you, Having enclosed this missive in a neat envelope, Master Edward caught his hat and rushed toward the village post -office, but lied not made half the distance before he espied, trotting along the road with a small basket on Ilia item, a very small boy, no other, in fact, than the brother of the data - eel to whole We dote wee direeted, stud comint; face t6 fates with him, 'uttered the eeclatuation: Halloo, Phil? Halloo, yourself, replied the young worthy. Where are you going? inquired the young man. Home, said Phil, I've been to get coffee at the store, Oh, eoffee, repeated tlee young man. You're a little fellow to sencl on erraads, arn't yen? Ne, responded Phil, 1 is big. Oh, so percetve, I wonder' • now if von are big enough to carry a let- ter. • Of course, said Phil. Then take this,said- the young ratan, hooding hien the missive he had corn, pbsed, and give it to your eister" as soon as you get home,. Why don't you 'tette it yourself? asked Phil. Oh, your Jere arev younger than mine, said the yenta.; item, seeking for' an apt 'reply and finding oone. Zey ain't, said Phil indignantly; my yegs ie old. Any imputation -of youth ,evas al- ways resented with indignation by this live -year -older. Of course; where were my Ireins? I might hive known your lees %sere an old, aS you were, said Edward,„ in a amollifying tone Yes, said Phil, of toarte. I've got; new hoots. He leboriously lifted first one clubby lee anti then the other, to exhibit them Wipe tenter, Itegar leragnere, I declate, said Master Edwnrd. Now carry that letter safe to Mies Sallie and bring you -seine caramels when. come over. hope they were ripe, 0 i4 the }nether, Yes, Sum*? for Sallie in the basket; said Phil, tekieg a holt biscuit from the pan and flying out in. the eerden, What ie tn the basket for nee, toe ? wilted Sallie. There's a daucteVea in hem, replied Mrs. Peytou, liandiug the besket to black Mertha, the cook, after she had peeped into, it end trate. the /allow flower. The letter had managed to gat itself under the toase splint, and was inVie- ilde In the shadow of We coven Sallie stuck the flower hike her blue belt, • Omitting of Phil to bring it, she said, und .the besket was 'fling upon* a peg iu the pautry, and poor Molter Edward waited in vain foe an aneWer., Waited and waited, growing sad tiook the basket trout him. AN R0140 FROM THE FARM. Bailie 1 My ate! I mei jest es fond at ley work, L n, cheap goes wrong an' I imalIt want te attli:(111.1:10IATItsnlarroge to lati eves, fIe out like a Turk; SAW her tfkke the basket frora Phil, 111,101111",ilk° her racall anin 4turt41 Ine ittkh and the ttfle entered. the heaFe to. Ate Wu Moil they an loolt zli,kgagged tp gettler. thoegll wits In tears, ' ee eel, 40 ever eigeee ewere, whet etterettinee I 'most fenflt nor wale) Nevem who do you wig I just now met, .4117 I ottittrtnianyvehAud one side to Keep the o ? said Phil. eee Omer -tee furrows Ib Who was it ? queried the mother • °' 1'41°e J°° at first. ton, said Phil. lie didn't kuow aeaewith "here' n" life's sad bogie notes soundout yp glA4 •Sallie'e old bowl, Jur, Edward Here seems se mighty long, y' knew, se ithe wli au' elm'. Sallie turned to look out the whe turnit'' °." tb° Vint" °' tb°r" laYed thiols her way, dow, ate padsbantente iseitilese on tltrangliOut each Here is the coffee, Motile, said , die,asY dare' An that wo t makes this lump come up an' stop Urs Peyton handing the basket to the the imerless laff • fOnk, V.e.ch time I set an' gaze real hard et that ole So, wilful nightfall begins to call us to our oveniti' meal Did you give me rite to mail I asked Ay boys an' me on bendecl knee our tremblin' Phil. didn'e see it. thanks reveal CI:4volt Day is e letter is die da r basket, ' "'reissue, !laid Martha. and sorry as the time passed on, and No, it is directed to Sallie, said Mrs Belli° waited' also.. Site had believed Peyton.* Why, how dirty it is' She ounght-the letter. After one glanue at the hand in which it was directed elle disappeared from the moth. 'fee next dee Edward Barton received a letters. Within it was hie owe dear eneseive. 'Dear Mite Burton :—To -clay when Plat cante.in he brought this letter in a little old .basket we have had , in the house forever. • It is dated eleven years ago. Ile remembers that you gave him one for nee when lie was a little b*oyee it inuat have caught in the splints and hidden it' elf all this time. 1 want yon to know that 1 never read it eefore -a• surely I should have abswered it. louts truly, SALLIS Perrot. Eleven years of sorrow 1 Eleven years of anger 1 .• It was really one of 9upirl's ex- cellent tricks ; but, after all, these two Were yet young add they loved each other, and all is Well that ends weti, am asked to the wedding. that her lover would make overtures of reaoncilliatitee, and she was ready to meet him half way. And two )(mug hearts ached end were • full ef bitterness and believed they must break, because of two inches, of loose splint en a little old market basket. Then Edward weut away with an uecle• who was captain of an ocean eleattier and Sallie staying itt honie, refused the hand,. heart and fortune Made her he various g,allant, Virginia palls, w her younger sist pees marryeend ltepe the secret of her heart from all. If he had but come, she ofteu said to herself. • • . If elle had Ibub answered, Edward said as often, havhog nu doubt see received his letter. As for Phil, he went away to school and afterwards to a Militaryacademy, and grew tall and hannsotine and barns home for the holidays, and was the family joy and pride as heretofore. a.nd the splint basket hung the book in the pantry with a per- eistency only possible to a southern basktt in a southern kitehen. It was old aild° shabby and a sort of heirloom. A' big new basket had To him for mercies we've received throughout the toilsome day, When our poor feet pa' seemed to want tp lead us . all astray; But the time when all our troubles dy away ez light ez chaff Is when we gether 'round an' gaze at "mother's" fotygratf. The dear ale face smiles at us ez our velem drop ;lawn low, An' we talk in husky whispers of the good time long ago. nnt then wo feel we can't appeal agin the Su. promo Jedge, Who knows tvot's best an' takes to rest the loved ones from tiler dredge; An' so the cup ce, peaco au' joy an' happiness Nye quote When wo haul down the book an, gaze at "mother's" fotygroir I C, Tapley. over a• Towel. The'sonl and body 'of the dry -goods clerk Waxeth Weary when he 'sees. three been in constant use when Phil went women. headed for hie eounier. One on his errand, but this had been chos- is bad enough two • are 'Worse, but en for its small size and light weight, three. women: is counsel over thainerits was just 16 and home for of a bath towel am eneugh to tneke Christmas, and for the first time since be went away Edward had cotne home. He had prospered but he had not married. irt Tie had never forgiven, Sat -lis :for refusing- to foegive him, and he believ- ed. he hated women for her sins. The truth was he lovedher. -+ After he had been, home for a week anti. had been to call on all his rid friends, and had f-und the Virginian uuchaeged, even. the old Ptunp that some one had begun to paha blue, stood half finished, as it was when•he went naiety, and old Uncle Blink", the gardener, had not time to finish Platin' dem, yar Wrings, he walk - one morning down into the village to the P'ost. otfiee. 4.11 right. Dnod-by, said the' young. Dlail ill the most condescending tones. Tome e,0011, and away he trottedevlii le ' 11.faster; g..tward , `contieene Of 1110 lady' literey, now that he humbled his pride and esked forgiveness, stalked along the road, whitey arose gradually from the at fanning And to the roelcy hillside, and *shortly reached tin elevation which ettabled him to see the eliitimos of Pine- farm, the abode of the Peyton. A few steps more and the increased elevation permitted him to look upon the gacdete and standing at the gate )1e salty a little rilllo liguro that mane his heart beat. . (t was sallie,8 ow.. At that distance he knew that even if :the looked up she would not reeog- tette him, so he stood still mit gazed. Ile liad not seei her for three good weeks; and even to look epon a flutter ing figure in blue, that he knew to be no other gave 'lint joy. Site opened the gate and ran up the road A spstee, the rilrhous at her waist floating out upon the breeze,. She beckoned With her hand and went out sight." hottly she retarried, leading Phil hy pe hand and carrying her little tame in the other. She ars ,eot it, said '.tii ward. He It sed his heed toward the obitnneyt ktcidoned by the newly ris- eng sun, a .said te himself that she would surer ,write thatwry' day, - lip Mettitwitil hil tied been Ied into the kitchen, What on °firth kept you so long ? efteked hie mother-. I friend persimmoue, stria the child. Ohl ihnok 'ant tow* aud I. picked 'em • The postmaster was still' sorting the letters in the. tea-eaddy, as lie had bean vvlien he last saw hine, -and his wife was reading- the postal cards and commeuting on the news they eon veyed, „ tehere were letters and papers for him and after he had got through with the requisite' amount of gozsip he turned his stew homeward and came fu11 eontle who carried in his baud a shabby lit.he old splint basket. • Well, cried this young fellow ie. astonishment, is it you or somebody else I believe t am myself, said Edward. 'But whn—rallesg—why, it is Phil Consistent. "You can't teat% an' old dog new tricks," said old Judge Dewey, . of Yel- low Mound City, when his (Salk) begged him. for the third time to remember to eat with his fork ether tapproacl" din- ner party; "I'll try not to fOrget, my dear, but I wasa't brought' up to it. Mks aught to do what they are brought U1? to." He did not remember at the dinner - party. His knife went to his mouth a dozen times, Next day, when the fam- ily was dining alone, the old judge de- tected his youngest son, Frank, with his knife at his lips, "Eating with yoUr knife, sir? Leave • the table!" thundered the old judge. "You'll eat bread and nailk till further orders." "Really, paria, I think yott are too Tele LOWS .fitONG. plucked a wad flower from the river's tie and drank Awhile its ratan bnt fresran bre.* Thee east forth epee the v.•ave a.swirn, autl watebect teal teneled, drift to deatk. nto tost." tuner but tar adewn the tide A f,emPted maiden igLIV its dainty been. she onstolied k kneeling at the weler slap, and vowed; el be Fire, sleet flower, like And I never knew. I plucked a song from Out my heart mislay. And teased It ma 04 ;ANY stream of rhyme Sadly I watched it slowly lloat away 'Mona thistles, woctO and sprigs of fragrant thyme " 'Tis )(AV) said, "Us lost forever more," Although witisin my heart of hearts it grew And yet, fitr down the reedy Faure It taught one soul Uhl lesson sweet and truo. And I, I never knew —00Orge Itorton. SuperOltittlas 100 Veore Ago. There is a vagne notion abroad in the minds ef our people and in our literature - that witchoreft follies in New England came to an abrupt close iu the Sevens teenth century. Sach, however, is riot the case. The successor of the twoMath- ers in the Eighteenth century slid not hesitate to preach from the pulpit their unwavering belief in "the work of the devil," Thus the 'Rev,. "EbeneZer Turell, a graduate of Harvard, left at his death, in 1778, a manuscript fle00k1llt of a ,case of witchcraft. Speaking, of divination, he says; "Turn not the sieve, etc., toi know futurities * * 'You only gratify. Satan and invite him into your company to deceive you." Specially h teresting is his notice of superstitioue practices current in New England. He says; "The horseshoe is a vain thing and has no natural tendency to keep. tat witches or evil spirits from the boneee or the vessels they aro nailed to. If Satan should by such means defend you, from lesser dangers. 'tis to make way for greater ones end get fuller possession oe your hearts! 'Tis an evil thing to ban witch papers on the unit for the cure or agues, to bind up the weapon itistead of 're the wout41, and many things of the like nature which some in the world 'are ' fond of," . What a clear insight into superstitious usages which some of our forefathers , wero fond of. How natural the while. ter's advice sounds.--Tlie Open Court. J, A Duel er Pantehess. Old Judge Fernald, of Santa Barbara, has the reputation of being the Paten' man in California. Ile never -loses an "hard on poor Frankie,"said Mrs. Dewey, opportunity to doll' .14.'s hat or to offe as the little fellow lft the table. The some slight attention to wayfaring and women. One day, as was aWiat a poor wdre-mit clerk wish. he 'might faces of the elderboys and the grown up depart from earth by the electricity •-•- daughters shovved that they agreed with • to take the reached the rear stops of the feet train for San Fr:tracha), ho ea method.; • , • • . 1t.seems liko quite a good one for the money don't it ? says the intend. in purehaser. . Well, I don't know, says the other, holding the towel up at full length and eying it crittcally. I got oue quite as good for thirty-seven and a half ,cents'itt YOu did ? ' • Yes, but it was eightor nine weeks ago, and 1 don't s'pose they've any mom like it. - lame ee mistaken, but I've au ;del it would shrink, says number there, teking•the towel from number two and wrapping. a corner of it over her finger. See, it's a Iittl* tbio., ' 't • 4 \Veil, would:tete:mind` if it did shrink a little, bee:at:lee—oh, look at this one ! IsuneitSecively1 Beautatil 1 :eleitientnch is itI , A (loiter f. Mercy.! never pay that fur bath towel • Norl. • Those eoloikevould fade. - Of course they would. Do you kuow like good plain crash as well as anything for towels. knew bet --see these towels for fifteen coots. T paid twenty ceuts for seine lost Week not a bit better . Let us see; they are full length? Yes, They are cheap. I've a notion Peyton, grown like the vine ut Jauk -to----hut 1 guess vvon't. I have so• 001 the Bean stat k many •towelienow. ' I do shoe up, said Phil. . You , They're a bargain it ono really look shorter somehow. Well how do neetied them.. you do ? Somehow ie. seems a.s if this How do you like towels used as all happened beorre, tiditita e ' It did—iieiten fliers ago, sa the Horrid 1 older man: You carried the Inc plink so too. basket and were •going, for coffee. So'do 1—olielet me tell yeti, I SAN I've been for coffee now, said Phil. a woman on the street one day with Well, come and See me Good-bye, -an apron inade out of a red and white they are waiting for the coffee. If ecle,, fringed towel. • Mo would have taken two hours to do Mercy Loeleed like furyetlidn't ib? the errand, so offered to run over to How was it made? the ktore. Good-bye. Do come over, Oh, one end. Was . simply gathered and have`a chat. to 'a hand, and—there, the towel was lie hurried eway. Edward went jest like this irite ; and elatt'cl taken it slowly up:the hill. Had niter. so end ge dieted it in se>, and—really, it ed as muCh as Milli had I He milted didn't look so bad after all. • Iiimielf. Do you suppose the colors would Sallie was 27 now ; he was 31. He run in this border / Inlayed 6. sigh suitable. for .au 80th Weil, [ -hardly know. 1 had.one birthday. very much like ie once, said the" colors 'Youth has flown, he thought, and love with it, ne looked over his elioulded at this moment. He had reitolvel the whit, whence lie•could Ise& the Peytonsr gar- den, Despite himself he turned and rmv.04. Phil bad entitred the gate 4.1ittne Woman in blue rood there and to-. oat—IN:twit Free- 1 ?.ef,s, lel D3 . : pet as they were approached by a young- "Ile.ate with his knife," growled the priest. old mau. '• - "So did yeti at the dinner," retorted' - "After the cloth," said the chivalric i judge, steppinghaek with a Courtly bete. Mrs. Deovey,'severely. "Gray hairs •have the preference," re- '"Don't I know it!" returned the judge.; knife ' turne4 the priest, with a splendid wave Don't Iknow it! '1 eat with my of the hand. because 1 was brought up to it, but that "The church always has precedence." boy wasn't brought Up to it. None of retorted the judge, taking another my children was brought up to it, and if N't.ttrd step, hat in hand. . - • I catch One of 'em doing it, its sure as I "The church follows in the footsteps live, I'll lock 'em up on, spoon' victuals of the fathers," replied the priest, bow- ,‘ ing low and, indicating the way to the ',- steps. • , . The duel of politeness was not half ' throngh, neitlier yfelding tot inch, wben till tirsy learn the use of a Youth's Companion. e • . The New "Finger" Prayer Book. in it ran dreadfully the very first tithe washed it Then X'll not take this, for I why if it isn't four &cloak, and I Who'd ever have thought— I I intuit 'go. , Henry Frowde, of Oxford university, the train pulled out, leaving beth bow - has designed a series of prayer books, the big and smiling on the platform,San novelty and merit of which consist alike mg Examitier. in their diminutive size and the beauty of their binding. It is difficult to believe that a book of nearly 700 pages will go into the waistcoat pocket or into the purse, but ,such is the delicacy of the workman- ship and the compactness of the binding that no difficulty wil be found in such a inethod of. carriage, The tiny vOlutue, bound in morocco and yelVet, which Mr. Frowde has called the "Finger" prayer book, weighs *about three-quarters of an ounce, is only one inch in breadth, three anda half inches in length and eno-third of an inch in thickness. TO get 670 pages and two morocco covers into the think ness of one.third of an inch is a marvel ofnaper• making and binding. One speei- men is contrived 16 hang on the chate- laine; a case is made of silver, consisting of a.double cross, one for each of the vel- vet covers of the book, and this both adds to the beauty of the volume and serves to keep it in a compact form. A ring is added, which serves for attachment to a chain. 'Ail edition isalsoissued without the calendar and the occasional services, thus reducing the thickness by- one-third and the weight to about half an ounce.— London Times. So must And I—no, `Minot take 'the towel. • • A Peculiar Privileg6. It appears that only two persons enjoy the privilege of driving to the Vatican with a one horse vehicle. One orthem is the commissary general of the holy in- quisitien and the other the Prussiatt am- bassador accredited kith° Holy See. Tho latter's privilege °Wee its origin to rather an interetting cireumstance. A Pruseian ambassador some veers ago drove up one day in a single horse carriage and pre- sented himself for admission at the gatee of the Vatican leading into the court yard; but, in pursuance of their orders, he was refused admission, except on foot, by the Swiss gdard, Being forced to yield, he complained_ with tome hitter. mese to Cardinal, Antonelli, secretary of state to Pius IX, who said he would refer the matter to his holitese. Pias IX, upon hearing of the incident, Immediately gave teeters that henceforth his excellency, the Prussian ambassador, was to be ale leveed admittance Mint quoeurnque quad. runede—Ohloago• Tattooed Algerians. , In Algeria every girl ,born of native parents is tattooed on- her forehead be- tween the eyebrows and just at the .root of the nose with a cross formed of sev- eral straight lines of small stars running close together. These tattoo marks aro e a dark blue color. Algerian women are also considerably tattooed on the backs of their hands, their forearms and chests, as well as on their shoulders, their varlets . being especially adorned with drawings tepresenting bracelotsand flowers strung together. As a rule, women are the Op- erators, and it is principally on ,children between the ages of '7 and 8 that they' have to exercise their. .airt. • They use' sometimes a needle, but more frequently a Barbary fig tree thorn. They employ,,, kohl as a • goloeing substance. It is a kiud of fine powder made from sulphur of antimony, Which is also in great re. quest by the Algerian women for the' purpose of face painting.---Chleago Her. ald. About Money Making, No one who has any experience can doubt that money is one of the great practical forces of organized society. The poor boy who resoles to "make money" is not 1100e0sitrily mercenary itt Itis spirit or low in his aims. To gain A . foothold by the ownership of property, ie simply one step on the road to success. That gained, be has gained A great 'lever. Every energetic, nspiring American boy may tightly end manually look forward. to the-accunitilation of property. But to wish for motto, to seek it, or to two it kb a selfish, -base spirit, to make it in itself' the first and Most important °Nett Ot 1ir,. is contemptible awl degraded manhood. Thiuk about making money then; think labout it earnestly and with a fixed deter., tntriatiote to do it; but think quite as seriously of other and higher thlbge to bo done.—CountrrGentleinan, , .• — h aneoesstal kluulueus* Count*, Bride (taking in the eighise,-e What n big printin' businesa this Job must do, John, Country Brieetegroom—Iett, he's got trintin offleee ell ever the eit4e—teoele , ete.