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0011 AUGUSTA, GEORGIA.
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GEORGIA HOME JOURNAL: GREENESBORO. FRIDAY. OCTOBER 22 1886.
Judge Wet.
We may measure by our measure,
We may judge our fallow dust,
We can tee ea man e'er teeth,
And may think our judgments just
But the hidden Hiring* of action
There is non* but God o<u> know;
Only He can tee the forces
That are working weal or wot.
There are deep and unseen current
Moving all mankind along;
There are powers for good or evil
7 hat impel the human throng.
There are motives born of ages
Actuating every life;
And the Witness who’s eternal
Knows tbe victor in the strife.
Mrs. Hattie Couch Foster.
THE HIKED GIRL.
“She makes a perfect picture, ontthere
in that tropical sunshine,” said Mr. Vil
lars. “Look at her, with that scarlet
ribbon at her ne. k and those coils of hair
waving bluc-black in the intense light I
It is like a dream of Italy 1”
“Yes,” said Mrs. Leeds, “she is very
pretty, but that don’t signify so much.
She’s a good, smart girl, and don’t lose
any time looking at herself in the glass,
like some I’ye had."
“Where did you pick her up?” asked
the young clergyman, carelessly drawing
the newspaper from his pocket as he sat
down on the carpet of pine-needles under
the big evergreen tree.
“Didn’t pick her up anywhere,” said
Mr?. Leods, tartly (for this was a part of
the transaction that had never been quite
satisfactory to her business-like soul).
“She came along.”
“Came along?” (with a slight accent
of surprise.)
“Yes—looking for work.”
Mr. Villars lifted his eyebrows.'
1 ‘Then how do you know who she is?”
he asked.
“I know!” retorted Mrs. Leeds,
unconsciously betraying her weak point
by this irritability of manner; “but J
know what she is, and that’s more to the
purpose. She’s the best washer that ever
crossed my threshold; as docile as a kit
ten, and as smart as a cricket; does twice
the work of any one else that I ever had,
and if she’s ever tired she don’t say so.”
Mrs. Leeds bustled off to interview
Farmer Parks for more Alderney cream
for the summer boarders, now that the
house was beginning to fill up.
Mr. Villars improvised a pillow out of
his coat, folding it cylinderwise and
placed under his head, and closed his
eyes in a sort of summer dream among
the pine boughs and butterflies.
And Eliza, spreading out blackberries
to dry on the board platform that had
been erected along the garden fence, be
gan to sing softly to herself. She was
very silent ordinarily, but somehow it
seemed as if the sunshine had thawed out
her very heart to-day.
Mr. Villars had been right. There
was something of the ntmosphere of
Italy about Eliza—her eyes were so deep
and dark, her hair so glossily black, her
cheek stained, with such a rich olive.
Morever, she did not move like the
girls of rock-bound New England. There
was a subtle, gliding motion—a languor
of gracefulness in her gait—which was
foreign to all her surroundings.
The girls of the vicinage did not fra
ternize with Eliza when, at rare intervals,
she accompanied Mrs. Leeds to church,
sewing-circle or village gathering; for in
Staplcville the employer and employee
occupied one all-comprehensive social
platform.
They said she was “odd;” they looked
at her askance; and Eliza, always very
quiet in her ways, made no effort to in
sinuate herself into their good graces.
Why should she! What did it signify,
one way or the other, whether Deborah
Smart and Keziah Hayes and Abby Jane
Clark liked her or not, as long as Mrs
Leeds was pleased with her!
But the village girls made one error in
their calculations. They had not inten
ded, as the time crept on, to emphasize
their antipathy to Mrs. Leeds’ Eliza so
strongly as to awake a partisan feeling in
Mr. Villars’ breast; but they did so, un
consciously to themselves.
“Why do they neglect that girl so!’’
the young clergyman asked himself.
“Can they not see how infinitely superior
she is to them! It’s a shame!”
And so Abby Jane Clark and Deborah
Smart and Keziah Hayes sealed their own
doom, so far as Mr. Villars was con
cerned.
There was not one of them but would
have been delighted to win a smile, a
glance, a pleasant word from the youDg
man who was summering at the Leeds
farm-house.
But, alas I like the priest and the Le
vite, he passed by on the other side; and
when the village girls, in their afternoon
muslins and ribbons, sat at their windows
and wondered why “he came not,” he
was, in nine cases out of ten, helping
Eliza to gather peaches for tea; standing
beside the brook, while she spread out
towels and pocket-ha id kerchiefs to
bleach, or even explaining to her the
difference between the notes of the thrush
and the woodlark, the speckled eggs of
th* robin and the pearl-gray treasure of
the whip-poor-will.
“He seem* to be taking a notion to
her,” said Mr*. Leeds to herself, as she
eyed the pair shrewdly from her milk
room window. “Well, why shouldn't
lie! It’s true he's s minister, and uiy
own nephew; hut In my mind Elias is
good enough for any man. My sake* I
won’t Abby Jane Clark be mad! If ever
a girl wanted to be spsraon'a wife, Abby
Jane doe* I*
Thu* thing* wen progruaaißg, when
one day a .mart youag tradesman from
an adjoining town name to board out Ids
fortnight’*. vausUen at (Karan I'ls kY
|li wiw# a w*>i -Uhiu fnutly i
• § 999 999 99M 990 if %99
rent of their big spare room. And Mr.
Trudkins brought a letter of recommen
dation from a friend in Packcrton, and
he dressJd in the latest fashion, and had
a big black moustache that overshadow
ed his upper Up like a pent house.
“Oh, ma, how very genteel he is!”
■aid Abby Jane, all in a flutter of admir
ation.
“Avery nice young man indeed,”
responded the deacon’s wife.
And the very next week, Abby Jane
came down to the Leeds’ farm house.
“Have you heard this news of your
EUza?” she asked of the farmer’s wife,in
a mysterious whisper.
Eh?” said Mrs. Leeds.
“She’s nothing but a play actress,”
said Abby Jane, nodding her head until
the stuffed blue bird on her hat quivered
as if it were alive. “Mr. Alphonso Trud
kins saw her himself in the Great New
York Combination troupe. She was acting
a woman who was married to Cuban,and
lost her pocket handkerchief, and was
afterward choked with the pillows off
the best bed. Desdentonia her name was,
I think.”
“Well, and suppose she was?” said
Mrs. Leeds, who was too good a general
to let the enemy see what havoc had
been carried into her camp. “What
then?"
“What then?” echoed Abby Jane.
“Well, Ido declare, Mrs. Leeds, I am
surprised.”
“I don’t believe a word of it,” said
Mrs. Leeds, defiantly.
“But Mr. Trudkins saw her with his
own eyes!” cried Abby Jane, flushing
scarlet with indignation. “He knew her
the minute he looked at her yesterday in
church. Elizabeth Ellesmere her name
was, he says, in the advertisments, and
she danced a dance, with a yellow scarf
and a lot of roses, between the pieces,
making herself out to be a Spanish man
doline player. It’s enough to make one’s
hair stand on end to hear Mr. Trudkins
tell about it.”
“It don’t do to believe all one hears,”
said Mrs. Leeds, losing all count of the
eggs she was breaking into a china
bowl, in her consternation. “And
Stnpleville does beat all for gossip.”
“Well, you can ask her yourself, and
see if she dares deny it!” said Abby Jane,
exultantly. “Here she comes now. Ask
her—only ask her!”
And Eliza came into the kitchen, with
the spice box in her hand. Mr. Villars
followed close behind, fanning himself
with a straw hat.
“I have come from the men in the hay
field," said he. “They want another jug
of cool ginger and water, with plenty of
molasses stirred in, Aunt Leeds. Good
morning, Miss Clark I I hope the dea
con is quite well this morning?”
Abby Jane turned pink, and smiled
her most seductive smile.
“Ob, quite so,” she simpered. “I—l
only came on—”
“Is it true, Eliza?” Mrs. Leeds asked,
sharply. “Have you been deceiving me?
Are you a playactiess all this time?”
Eliza’s large eyes turned slowly first to
one, then to another of the little group.
She did not blush—it was i o. her way
—but the color ebbed slowly away from
her cream pale cheek.
“I have been deceiving nobody,” said
she. “I am not an actress now. I have
been one. But I did not like the life, so
I left it. If anyone had asked me,
I should have told them long ago.”
Mr. Villars came forward and stood at
the girl’s side, as he saw his aunt shrink
away.
“Well,” he said, “even taking
it all for granted, “where is the
harm?”
Charles 1 Charles!” cried Mrs. Leeds,
putting up her hands with a gesture of
warning. “Remember poor Avice!”
“It is because I remember her that I
speak thus,” said Mr. Villars, calmly.
“I had an elder sister once,” he added,
turning to Abby Jane Clark, “who ran
away from home and became an actress.
She had talents far above the average,
but my parents were old-fashioned peo
ple, and their ideas ran in narrow grooves.
They disapproved of the stage, so Alice
left us. Whether she is dead or living
we know not, but wherever she is, I am
sure that she cannot but be good and
true and pure. ”
Abby Jane’s eyes fell under his calm
glance. She was a little sorry now that
she had chosen to come hither and bear
the news herself.
Somehow, Mr. Villars had taken it in
a different spirit from what she had an
ticipated. And Eliza’s soft, languidly
modulated voice broke on the constrain
ed silence like drops of silver dew.
“I have been an actaess, and perhaps
I should still have been on the stage,’’she
said, “had it not been for circumstances.
My father dealt in stage properties, and I
was brought up to the business, but still I
never liked it. But one cannot easily
step out of the path where one’s feet have
been placed, especially if one ia a wo
man.
“However, the turning point came at
last. Our leadiug lady fell sick of a
contagious fever, in a lonely village where
we had stopped to play one night. The
manager packed up everything in a panic,
and bade us all to be ready to go. I told
him 1 could uot leave Mrs. Montague
alone. He said that if I left the com
pany thus, I should never return to it.
“Well, what could I do! The stage
waa my living, it wta true, but our lead
ing lady had no friend*. It would have
been inhuman to desert her, so I stayed
belli ml and took rare of her, Him died,
pom thing, and it swallowed up ail in
earmai,'* to bury her decently.
“And theu I tried Imre and there to
earn my living a* lai I could, 1 w*>
no! always MMMusful. Mu* than on**
1
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made a fan tea tin background for h
face.
Mr. Vlllar* had advanced • step or two
toward Eliza as she spoke; his gaze had
grown intent.
“This—this leading lady of whom you
mention,” said he, with an effort. “Do
you remember her name? Her real name,
I mean?"
“They called her Katharine Montague
on the bills,” said Eliza. “If she had
any other name, she never told me what
it was. I say if, because—because—
Oh, Mr. Villars, I never quite understood
it before, but there is a nok in your eyes
that reminds me of her*. I have been'
startled by the familiar expression many
a time, but I never could convince my
self where the link of association be
longed. And—and I still kerp a little,
photograph of her that I fousd in her
Bible after she was dead. I kept them
both. Wait, and I will bring them to
you.”
Mr. Villars gazed at the picture in si
lence. Mrs. Leeds uttered a little cry of
recognition.
“Heaven be good to usl" she wailed;
“it is ohr Avice, sure enough.”
The sequel of this little life idyl is
simple enough. Any one may guess it.
Charles Villars married Eliza. And even
the most fastidious “sisters” of her hus
band’s flock can utter no word of re
proach against the minister’s wife, al
though she makes no secret of the fact
that she was once an actress.
And poor Abby Jane Clark is chewing
the bitter husks of disappoininent. For
even Mr. Trudkins has gone back to
Packerton without delaring himself.
“There is no dependence to be put
upon men,” says Abby Jane, disconso
lately.—Helen Forrest Craves.
A Losing Business.
There are hundreds of small cigar
“factories” where one man is employed,
and, notwithstanding that they generally
lose money, their seems to be no decrease
in their numbers. A cigarmaker who is
earning sl2 a week and has managed to
save a little money, starts out for him
self. He buys tobacco by the pound,
and pays a handsome price for it, too;
he makes the cigars, his wife helps him,
while his children strip. He does not
pay factory rent, nor for packing, strip
ing, the large expense of labels, insur
ance, and lithograph advertising, which
amounts to a good deal, costing a large
manufacturer from $5,000 to $20,000.
This small manufacturer sells his cigars
on the basis of cash actually expended,
not counting in his labor, worth sl2 per
week, beside the o:her incidentals. The
result is that in a short while his money
is all gone and he returns to his bench.
This is the result in ninty-five cases out
of one hundred. These small shops are
known in the tobacco trado as “buck
eyes.”— Chicago Tribune.
The Cockle, of the Heart.
Mr. Thomas S. Clark sends us a plau
sible explanation of the expression
“warming the cockles of the heart.” He
says that in the counties of Kent and
Essex, England, the phrase is commonly
used and is invariably applied to the
pleasures of eating and drinking. When
he was a schoolboy Mr. Clarke heard it
explained that the right and left auricles
of the heart were supposed to resemble
in appearance the cockle of shell fish
found in that part of the kingdom; from
this fancied resemblance arose the phrase
‘‘cockles of the heart,” meaning the
two shell-like divisions, or auricles of the
heart. “So,” says Mr. Clark, “upon
taking a drink or upon feasting on
highly spiced viands, the cockles of the
heart received the first pleasurable im
pression, aud so it was that the whole
heart was speedily set aglow.” —Chicago
New.
Origin of Agriculture,
M. Kotli, before the British Anthro
pological Society, gave it as his opinion
that agriculture grew out of the laziness
of woman in primitive times, when it was
her duty to collect vegetable food.
“They would cut off the useless parts of
yams and similar tubers, and would grad
ually discover that the rejected parts
left on the ground produced new crops.
In like manner the sowing of seed might
have been learned by the accidental
scattering of seeds when the women were
bringing home food of the nature of
grain.”
The Day of Small Things.
Observing Little Girl—Mamma, who
is that young man on the other side of
the car?
Mamma—l don’t know, dear, why?
Observing Little Girl—He looks so
queer—he has three eyebrows.
Mamma—How do you make that out?
Observing Little Girl—He has one
over each eye and one over his mouth.
The young man had important business
to transact in the first barber shop to be
seen, and the passengers all wondered
why he got on just to ride one block. -
Chicago Rambler.
The Man and the Cucumber.
A man was about to pull a little cucum
ber from the vine, when the vegetable,
with an appealing look, said: “Do./i
disturb me yet; I am too little to eat.
Let me grow big and then I will afford
you a square meal.” The Cucumber
was spared, and in a few weeks It twisted
that man into all sorts of shapes with
the colic.
Moral—This Fable teaches the virtue
of prompt esecution,— Life.
h Tout'll lug Tale,
Staid Fogg. “I jut m t a poor fellow
who told an awful tale of distrsss, sad
wound up by ssltlug ute for squarter."
iir.vm —"Ami of course you gave it
to hiruf”
Fogg—“No; | wait 'd to; but hit
tste was so pitiful the' I hunt ills lean,
tad to air nmuiiou I quite forgot ’h
l>e>* leltow u 4 h>>ru*d away te Itid* t
i wf grtef." - Nnfea /Veneered
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(Successor to R. H. MAY & CO.)
At the Old Stand, Opposite Georgia ailroad Bank, 704 Broad St., AUGUSTA, GA
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