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■ 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
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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.