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About Weekly Gwinnett herald. (Lawrenceville, Ga.) 1871-1885 | View Entire Issue (March 16, 1881)
■ T>ie I .yvTl!ti li AL D Wri S •' wbd!,k#i,at bt t £ PL^S_&_BOWLE s . ■;0-* BCirl ' >N ItATEB! I pj ui >s., $1.50 in advance. 1 .7-* m advance. ml nX .50 in advance. ■“Enough Tor Everybody H p()F. I HY. ■ wutten fob thk HKT.AI.r] ■ The Orpliai) Girl. jKli.mie. no home plead a lit tie girl- WM, ,I,tor of the princess ha 1. ■ , trembling hU ' ,kl un a mar WblfHtep, a pul.shed wall. ■ n . k /, lt was dark, and the snow ■ fell t-t ; Hj.enc’h man closed Ins door. ■ i<r ~il face frowned as he scorn fully . .. K, broad, no home for the ■ poor." ■ r( .; :1 were thin and her feet ■ were bare, ■ ndthe snow had covered her ■ Iliad . jjire sis a home . she peace B W S ' U ' l, , , . ~. ■'Akmie and apiece of bread. ■ T father, alas ! I never knew," ■Ami the tears dimmed her e ves ■ io bright ; ■ T mother sleeps in a new made ■ grave— ■ha an orphan that begs you ■ to-night.” ■it rich man slept on the velvet ■ conch. ■.Ami dreamed of his silver and ■ gold, ■iiiie the little girl in her bod of ■ enow. ■immured, -‘socold ! so cold!” ■« hour! rolled on and the mid ■ night chimes ■tolled on like a funeral knell ; ■»»&rth saemod wrapt in a wind ■ ing sheet ■ind the drifting snow sti'l fell. ■emorning dawned and the lit— ■ tie girl HStiil lay at the rich man's door ; ■t her soul had Hed to its home ■ aoove ■ Where thers's room and there's ■ tread for the poor. ■ MI SC I''l .LANY SIIANDSOMU !)Al,Zi:u, U A'bar iling spring day, whose influence '.van fY-!t even in streets of Gotham. D»7ell stood between the cur 0; * hotel window, looking at the throng of promena 4t the ceaseless procession carriages, at the rumbling horse B - and across at the park, just into green, young life. ■ “'ltsjust one of the days to »fellow feel homesick foi when lie was & boy and ■«ooatentud at the farm, and that homo made bread grass butter, early strawbsr an! mothers cottage cheese, ».east fi,r an Olympian divin ■ And here mu I, strong, lazy, H Wlt "- T > lounging my life away at in hotels and boarding hoits - B’’ dancinjg attendance on pretty ■ rlsand charming widows. 11l my valise and run up to the ■ d place f, )r a breathing spell." B lj »n lie suddenly hesitated in his ■ lO ute thought, a moment “But ■ *°n<ler W hat Florence Dean will ' of my sudden defection? ■°Mhat I really very much care, ■ 'cr-dhat I know," he decided ■J o,t instantly ; “for, although B 18 every way prettier and more ■ ( dian the rest of 'em, she Bj f 8 '“o in being a pur ■ ese ’ va l'id butterfly—a wo I f & nevel ' rises K *^ a *hion and ease. Is there , - trite, womanly woman in 111 “"‘world for me ?” «n^ro e ‘ fant Dalzell rM,]^ .» °r the moment, for the int > *^* r that nature’s si IU '!*, P ow *rful voices had nr bill l 0l ° l*’h»rgy in his ,a d »imh t<> wni. w»« to d. ly: c ® n * n *Hiunte, he was in ! the old * l f ° r t “° tra ‘ n or ! the ° me, t**d away among tain l J , niltainH an, k lovely moun- I , ej Uk " Northern New Jer '' ISfj read his ole \ Weekly Gwinnett Herald. IVI .Kit \l. I’KKl’r.K' ) bniToK and I’hoPKIKTUk f gant little note of explanation and regret, as, 1 >oking fair #n nigh to have warranted any mm losing his heart to her, she eat in lur own especial little sanctum—a room such as one Sees paiateJ in pictures, with rare, delicate color ing and touches of flowers, and lights, and gleaming ebony, and shining silver*and the prevailing hue a pale luscious pink. She drew her forehead up in a little frown of petulant vexation as she read Dalzell's letter—then tossed it over the table to where May Ferris sat, taking dainty stitches in a sreton lace ruffle. “A specimen of my cavalier that is sum repiochr, May. Mr. Dalzell has gone off indefinitely, for a Hy ing v.sit to Mrs. Vivan—isn't that the name ?—up in the wilds of New Jersey. Mav, I am indie— nant. Her black eyes certainly Hashed attestatiou of the fact, aud a deli cioua little surge of color deepen ed in her cheeks. May Ferris laughed. ‘ Way should you ba indignant ? Mr. Dal ze d is certainly a very con sikerate brother to visit his sis t»r.” ‘‘l don't know,” Florence retcr ted. “There are at least three special invitations I have accepted for the next week on Harry Dal zell’s account.” “And just there I think you are wrong,” May said, quietly, firmly. “Unless yen know positively,Jdear. that Mr. Dalzell cares especially for you, you should not allow your self ” Florence interrupted her with a delicious little peut. “Now, May, be still ! I have made up my mind to nmkt Harry Dalzell care for me, and I shall succeed. I have studied his tastes until I know them better than any ether woman with whom he is ac quainted. I know ho is gay, likes society, and enjoys a flirtation, and sj I do. All the same, I do feel horribly provoked to think he has flitted so unceremoniously.” “Your hxndsomo, serene, popu lar gentleman is quite apt to carry things with a high hand, remem her," M*y said gravely. ‘Only— between you and me—l am just a little disappointed in Mr. Dalzell, Florence. He is so frivolous, and purposeless, and—lazy.” Florence’s eyes flashed, for all she laughed. “(loon with your accomplish ments. May ! Say rieh, good na turd, liberal, romantic— jwnect.' “You are past arguing with me, I see,' May returael amusedly. “Where handsome Dalzell is concerned —yes ! and Florence looked defiantly in her friends face. ***** Two weeks later, and in the city a sudden accession in midsum mer heat, with the ambitious ther mometer standing at 90 in the shade, and ouly May at that. A , strong south wind blowing a hur ricaae, and the dust flying in blinding showers. And Florence Dean, cross, warm, ennuied , vent ing her ill humor on patient May Ferris. “I never saw such abominable weather, and six weeks before it has any business here at that 1 Do give mo iny fan, May, and ring for Brooks to bring us some orange ice—l believe lam melting ! Har ry Dalzell is sensible —off in the cool, green country, while we swelter between heat, and moie ture, and dust.” Mav closed the book she had been reading. “Suppose we take the afternoon train up to grand father’s, for a few days? We will be welcome —I aiu sure of it and Hooch Farm must be lovely just now. Let’s go, Florence A quick interested look drove away the listlessnese from I loi ence’s pretty face. “Yes ; let us go, that thought Lawrenceville, w ? a., Wednesday, March 16, 1881. is an inspiration, May. I haven’t been up to Grandpa’s for six or : fioT,fn ye u s, and I'd enjoy it above all things. And there's just a | chance, yen know, that we might i come across Dolzell.” | May laughed. “A siim chance, Florence, when yon take into consideration the fact that Beech Farm is in Atlait tic county, and the Dalzell home i stead in Sussex.” “But .ve mii/ltl meet him, and thats one l-aason I will go,” Flor ence said,-persistently. 1 os, we vuijhl , and Mav laugh ed again. “New .Jersey is not such a large State but that we might come across him. Then it’s settled ?" And so it happened that at 9 o’clock of that midsummer warm night they left behind them in the city, Florence and May were sit ting in the great lonely sitting room at Beech Farm, the windo vs of which were down on account es the strong, salt breeze. “It seems like another world,” Florence said to her randma Ferris. “I feel as if I wanted to stay always.” “.xtav and welcome !" grandma said warmly and hospitably. And both of the girls knew they might have taken no their remain ing human habitation with the old folks if they had been so minded. “We must help grandma to day,” May said, a« they dressed for breakfast Dext morning. “She doesn't keep any servant in the house, and the care of two addi tional people is more than she ought to have, although elie will insist upon our onjoying ourselves all the time. Put on white apron and your gray cashmere wrapper, Flo, and I'll wear nay caiico suit, and I'll wash the dishes aud sweep up for her, while you make the beds and—” And Florence suddenly laid down her ivory backed brush. “Wtiy, what in the world do you mean, May ? Did we come to work, or on a visit, please tell me? Did you say / was to make the beds ?” May buttoned up her neat little ruffled sack. “I said so, Florence. Surely you don’t mean to let grandmoth er wait on us, two strong, hearty girls, and she 70 years eld ? She won’t wail on me, anyhow ; and iif vou are too good ta wait upon yourself because you m a rich man’s daughter, why, I suppose I ! I can do it for you.” And, for tiie first time in her 11 fe, Florence saw a sparkle of tern ' per in her cousin's eves. “You may do what you please,' ! she said calmly. “I came to visit grandma, and certainly don t pro— ! pose to do work I never did at : home in all my life. If it is neees sary 1 will pay one to come. May’s eyes flashed. “You know it isn’t that perfect lv well ; you know grandfather can afford to hire a dozen servants but grandmother prefers her own lonely ways of housekeeping. It is the spirit yon show, Florence, and I am ashamed of you !” But even when May went deft ly, cheerily about the light house hold duties, saucily and sweetly hushing old Mrs. Ferris’ demurs, Florence did not relent. She looked on. with cold, sneer ing smilss, while May worked like a busy bee, herself goigeous in gray cashmere morning dress and watered pink ribbon, with her dia rnond ring on, and her hair frizzed and braided as elaborately as if she was at home, expecting morn ing calls. “If only some one of your devo ted admirers could see yon just this very minute !’’ sue said mali ciously, as May emerge ! from the pantry, with a smudge of flour on her dark braids. “I am very sure he'd stop to look at von and never see me at all,” she answerfd gaily, “especial ly if it was handsome Dalzell.” Florences lip curled loftily. “I can imagine Mr. D.dzoll's look of disgust if catch you where you are now, on top of that chair on the tafile. reaching up to sweep down an invisiblecolj web. And just as May with a triumph ant flourish of her broom brought, down the filmy nothing, and stood flushed and laughing,*on the chair she had mounted oil the table with her sleeves rolled up to her elbows, her hair still bearing its flowery impress, Harry Dalzell walked in. Florence's delight it May’s awk wardness was only tempered by her own delight at seeing him. “Why, whore did you come from V she said, flushing, aud conscious of the contrast between herself and M ly, still perched on her insecure foundation, hardly knowing whether to blush or jump down. Dalzell shook hands with Flor ence, and, bowing to 'fay, walked over to the foot of Miss Ferris' im premptu throne. “I hope your royal is well,” he said, with a much gravi ty that was equalled by the merry twinkle in his eyes, in which also there w.-.s no little admiration. ’ May hawed as profoundly as she dare 1, then laughed a deli eious, frank little laugh. “I see you are not in the least disconcerted by my superior posi turn, ’ she said, gaily. “Not in the least. In fact, I would like toTieip you." 1 stand now why it was I was so anxious to follow to Atlantic Com, ty, where I learned jun ladies had flitted. I only reached the city last night. ’ Florence looked on making a decided centres:—cer tainly looking remarkably pretty in her becoming dress. “May is absurd, ’ she said with a little contemptuous sneer.— “There is not the slightest neces sity of her taking much trouble, but—she ” A little, half woun led, half mor tified flush crimsoned on May’s cheek as she sprang quietly and lightly down. “I think you forget, F.o, I ox plained to you I thouget gr«nd mother needed assistance.” And Dalzall looked at her sweet womanly face, listened to her tranquil, melodiaus voice, an l— somehow or other—a. pleasant, new interest in her sprang up with in him. “1 am a master hand at helping people—let me add my valuable assistance to yours, ladies. You needn’t smile, Miss Ferris—you needn’t look so incredu’ouMiss Florence, for I assure you it is ab solutely true ! Let me stay all day and let’s have a lark of if.” And to Florence’s disguet elo gant D.tlzeil submitted to taking off his coat an 1 having a big white apron tie 1 about his waist, and— Fas May’s most obedient factotum all the morning, while she, in qui et, dignified reproval, sat aside and made a qua* ter of a yard of floss lace. Ouce, in the kitchen, May, sud denly stopped something she was doing. “I am afraid Florence will be angry, because—” She hesitated and flushed a lit tle. “Because what ?’’ “Because I monopolize ' you so mercilesly,” she added shyly. He laughed. “I like to be monopolized—l very much prefer it. Besides, Miss May, in all courtesy to your cousin, I know of Bo reason why she should feel aggrieved any more than a score of other friends Miss May. look there J I believe our pudding is boiling over.” ***** That night, Mr. Dalzell went home, having captivated the hearts of t'ie old people, and carried away a cordial invitation to “come again soon.” And Florence oriel herself to sieep with rage at the turn affairs had taken. “Von did it on purpose, von [sly thing !” she said furiously, when May mentioned the jolly fun of the day. And tbsn Mtv, who could he proud and haughty as a queen oceasionly demandsd, spoke very resolutely : “Until you think better of me, don’t expect me to itay witli you again. When you go home I shall remain with grandmother,” And she kept her word, and did remain with the old people Dalzell made not a few visits down Jersey that pleasant spring and summer, and then autumn came and cards were out for an old fashioned full and plenty wed ding at the South Jersey home stead, and Dalzell married sweet May, and gut a wife who was a perpetual blessing, aud a peace and joy to him. A Yoi ng Philosopher. A boy about fourteen years of age was smoking a cigar oil the south portico of the Ciiy Hull, the other morning, when a citizen hul Led before him, and s.ud: “Boy, do you realize what you are doing ?" “S mo km a powerful good five center, won a net, was uio reply. “But don t you* know that you are filling your system Wit.a poi font’ ‘ Nuw." “Well, you are. .Tint cigar contains enough nicotine to kill a cat.’’ “I’m no cat ” “I know. It does not kid you sadue il;, bat poisons tho bloo., and sows the fell u<sense. You may drop dead ou your war home.” “I ain’t goiu’ home f “I fills me with horror to see a lad of your age disiroying both soul and body. Boy, I entreat you to throw away that vile ci gar.” “I dasn’t. Some one would pick it up and be pizoned.” “Throw it away and I’ll buy you three apples.” •DunT like ’em.” Or a quart of peanuts” "Say’ said the boy, as he fondly legarded the inch of ashes at the end of the cigar, “I bet a boy the cigars this morning that he coulden’t tech his tongue to a lamp post, and then sing ‘Sallie vVateie.” He teclied, and theres a crowd up there now tryin’ to thaw him loose I ain’t very seart about bein’ pizem d, and I don’t keer much for fatherly ad vice, but if you’ve got any spare time, you might go up there and tell that ’ere boy that a chunk of nat’ral philosophy is worth a hull banifm of experiments.” —«♦ The Wboxo William.— An Eng 1 iish lady, when walking over Bun ker Hill. and 'looking at the mon uuaent, was told that Gen. Warren ; fell, tuere. “Did he hurt himself?’ , was her iuuocent question. She ! must have t*;eu a near relative of the Jerseyman mentioned below : A gentleman from Ne v Jersey was taken by a friend in Philadel phia, recently, to examine the i place where the Penn treaty tree once stood. When they reached the ground, the friend pointed to I the place, and remarked that it was the exact spot where William Penn stood when he engaged in the memorable transaction which made him famous in history. The ; Jersey man looked at the place for . a long while, and walked around it •lowly, three or four times, and ' punched his cane in the ground once or twice, and said : “Hein !” and "Ha !” and “Very interesting very !” Then he thought for a few mo meats, and said : “Hut where did the son stand when William shot the apple off his head ?” The friend was so disgusted that he hurried off to catch the street car, which was due near there at twenty seven minutes past three. jVol. X.-No. 52 Dog I'rdfiire. T>v» men claimed a valuable dog, which one was accused of having stolen, “the dog having broken looße and run home to his master.” Still the thief persisted that it was ,bis own lawful dog, and the other man was called up on to prove property Directly the mister called the dog to him and whispered in his ear, giving him at the same time a knowing nod or two. That was enough for good old Caesar. Up lie stood on his hind legs, and took a stick in his mouth, going through a verry curious perform ance, which convulsed the court with laughter. The master spoke no words to him, but simply gui ded him with h s eye, and a few well -meaning gestures. The dog s evidence was instantly taken. It is not often a dog is called upon to testify in a court room, but this one was, and every body was well convinced that there was no deception about it. I l'smeml er reading long ago of a murderer >vho was apprehended by the deg of the murdered man. No suspicion had m er n fallen upon him until the Budden fury of the dog whenever ho came in his pres ence, attracted attention. There must be some cause far it, as the dog was gentle and quiet towards others. Every time ho saw this man, his whole nature seemed to change, and he w uld make a dash at hi* throat, ns if lie would tear him te pieces. So terrified was t e guilty man, that he confessed his crime and suffered its just pen a ty. A young man once lost his watch iu a large assembly, and stating the case to the door kee per, obtained permission to bring his dog in for a few minuets. He made known the loss to the keen seen tor, and presently he was gliding around quietly among the crowd, until at las* he seized a itinn’s coat skirts, and would not be shaken off. The watch owner quickly exclaimed, and the suspec tedpers >n was taken inte custody, when it was found that lie was carryu g on quite an extensive busiue.-s, as some half a dozen w.tclies a id various other valua hies were found about him. Sh«>B man iunl Howard. A story is told, that while mar clung through Iko giu, General Guerman travelled with the left wing, under General Slocum After a long and wearisome march, he one day crossed over to the right wing, which was under G'eneral Howard. While in Generals Howards tent, which had just been pitched, the surgeon came in, well acquain ted witii the habits and customs of both, General Sherman some times took a "glass,” while Gener al Howard was strongly opposed t ) the indulgence. Knowing this, the medical gen tlemail, after a short time, wish mg to serve his chief without of fence to I toward, said : “General Sherman you look weary and il. If you will come over to mv tent, 1 will give you a Senility powder, which I think svill do y u good.” "Thank you,” readily responded Sherman, "i think I will.” The tn m of physic departed, and General Howard, who took every thing literally, ran to the v ihse and got a powder, which he un.ved and handed t© Sherman. "There is no need to go away for one, if that i‘< what you want,” he said, and Sherman, inwardly chagrined, but highly amused, drank the cap manfully, to the mirth of several bystanders, who comprehended the whole extent of the juke at a glance, A lad was sent with a note, and a basket eontainiuing some par tridges. On his way. tempted by curiosity, ho pe-ped into the bask et, when the partridges flew away Much perplexed was he ; but after a little consideration, he reclosed the basket, went on h s way, and delivered the letter with ins best bow. “Well, my lad,” said the gentle man, on reading it, “I see there are some live partridges in this letter.” “Oh, by the powers,” says Fad dy, enthusiastically, “I’m glad of that, for they flew out of the bask et, and I couldn’t thir k where the uc-uce they had gone, anyhow.” Do not l;o absent minded ro quiriag the speaker to repeat what has been said, that you may under stand. AS An AtlvrrtiiKnif/ Medium The HERALD it uvetjVuitd by reatou of its e.i/ruxive eireu/c/i< r a> d rtniriLtib l !, low rate*. Jiuxiues.' men should rimember /his. BLANKS! BLANKS! *L A M S ( W 1,1. KINDS N t ATI.Y MUMKD) FOH SALE AT THE HE HA I, I) dun OFFICE, WIT AND H U MOR. The latest thing out: Making calls after nine o’clock m the eve ning. It is not right fora man with wooden legs to c >uq lain of lus corns aching. Tho queerest freak yet: To start out buckle berryng at 10 o’clock at night, in mid winter. If a magazine contained a num ber cf talcs, any four, could call it a four story magazine. To make a rnssian name—imi tale the “tclnig,” of a bull frog, give ono Sneeze, and say “ski.” IFhy is a bowlegged man like a holiday down south ? Because the knee grows out ! (negroes out.) Washerwomen know just how to put on pretty airs,—the gtneral movements coming natural fit m the tub exercise. To own a dog generally iudi cat»b that a man is poor ; if ho owns a gun, ulso you can bet high he is poer, and lazy. A very absent minded gentle man being iq.set by a boat into the river, sunk twice before here menibered ho could swim. “There ! that explains where mv cloths line went to,’’ exclaimed an lowa woman, as she Fund her husband hanging lifeless in the stable. It is a somfort to own a bank book, if it only draws nj o 1 a heap of sand. It will servo to bury him from the sight of his creditors. A news paper reporter who died recently, loft a large sum of money behind him. In fact nil there is in the world. draco—“l am going to see Clara to day, Have yon any message ?” Ch ir oito—wonder how yon cm visit that dreadful girl ! («ive her my love. “Say, dear, how did you like the ball ?” “Oh,” it was charming, my cherub, and you were the pret tiest dressed, and the prettiest woman, iu Hie hall. It is not only fashionable, but mighty convenient, sometimes, to own a horse—unless he breaks his neck trying to get at a neigh bors hay stack. Saw a sign at a barber’s window the other day : “Boots Blacked Inside.” Cculdent for tho life of us think why any body wants the inside of his boots blacked. Over the door of a cobbler’s shop in Savannah, 0/a., appears this le gend : “Boots and s’lewes is made here—ladies and shcntleinens. Kum in hear.” A dutclnnan about to make a journey to his fatherland, and wishing to say “good-bye’’ to a friend, extended his hand and ssid: “Well, off I tou t come, liu lo.” A western young man dressed up as girl, and half the beaux of a town that he visited, fell in love withJiim, until lie gave himself away by not fainting away at a mouse. It soften remarked that lit tie children will ask question j which even the wisest are puzzle l to .answer. “Mamma,” asked Char ley, “qow b : g was I when you was a little girl ?” A M assachusetts lady is repor Ie .1 to have scolded her little hoy for taking a drink of water at a hotel. “For,” said he, “we pay a dollar for oar dinner, and water is verry filling.” Some writer has aptly remarked “Take a company of boys chasing butterflies, put long tailed coats on the boys, and turn the butter flies into dollars, and yon have a fine panorama of the wer[q.” Several of our exchanges are giving d rections “how to dress.” The most sensible way is to stay in bad till the fire is started, and then foke your cloths under y*ur arm and trot out to the dining room stove, “I never thought but once, said old Deacon Webbing, “that it was a sin to steal an umbre la.” And when was that ? asked a friend. It was when some pesky thief stold my now silk one, answered the deacon. Moonlight is cheaper than kero sene light, but you can’t take it into a parlor and set it on acenti r table, and turn it down so it wi l never be brought te any particular use, unless it may be to show the pathway to a hen house.
