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MARK.
Happj Rhode Townßend -vat bo
interested in 1 er ?choo', her mu
sic lessons, and her play, that for
a long while she did not notice
what a cloud was gathering over
her home.
But one morning she overheard
her father and mother talking in
low voices in her room, which was
nex‘ to hers.
“I don’t see any way out of it,’*
said her father. “If be insists up
on it, wo are ruined.”
“Will it take everything?” her
mother asked.
“Everything,” said her father—
“We shan't have a roof to our
heads. Gou knows what will be
come of us all!”
“I wouldn’t mind for myself,”
said Mrs. Townsend, weeping, “but
the children! Oh, /am sure Mr.
Ringdon cannot besocru-1 1”
“You doo’i know Ringdon 1” her
husband replied, bitierly. “I took
the comraet to build the block six
months ago, and should have
made a moderate profit. But the
price of labor and the cost of er
erytuing ha*e gone up at least
twenty per cent. He isn’t to
blame for that, be say-?; and tho’
others can’t keep their agreement
with me, he sees no reason why I
shouldn’i keep mine with him.—
He doseu’t mean to be cruel; but
business : s business”
Poor Rboda listened wiih grief
and tears. Then she remember
ed how careworn her fatliei had
looked of late, and how often she
had seen her mother saaand fear
ful.
She waited till he waigone, then
ran and threw herself on her moth
er’s neck.
“I didn’t met n to," she said,“but
I couldn't belp hearing something!
Ob, mother, is it tiuef Must we
lose this house and every ihing * —
Shall we be very poor ?’’
“My daughter,”said Mrs. Town
send, folding the dear child in her
arms, “1 am afraid
“Why didn’t yon tell me, molli
er ?"
Because you were happy, and
I wanted you to remain so as
long a& you could. And I hoped
till now that Mr. Riugdon would
not insist upon your father's fu 1 -
filling the con racl. He can well
afford not to tosist upon it. He
ii very rich. The less would noi
be much to him, but it will ruin
us.”
“Does he kaow it?”criedßhoda
eagerly. “Oh, lam sure 1 e dos
en’t! Why, mother, it is Mark
Rt.igdon’s fa her; and Mark is just
the uiced, kindest, best hearted
boy you ever saw.”
“But his father ia a hard man,
for all that,” sighed Mrs.
send. “I fear there is no hope
of him. ,4nd, now that you know
alt. my child, I want to say to you
that we must be prepared for the
worst, i’ou ore the oldest of the
children. Your father will have
to begin life again, and we must
do all we can to help him. We
must give up many things, per
haps have to work very hard, I am
sure you will do al« you can to
help lake care of your deal 1 little
brothers and eisters.”
The mother and daughter wept
m each others arms, bu*- with her
high opinion of Mark, Rhoda did
not believe that Mr. Ringdon
coidddeal a< harshly with her falL
er.
‘Ton sum be dosen’fc know !”
she repeated 'O herself. And she
formed a bold resolution. Si e
would speak to Mark about the
affair.
They went to the same school,
and it was easy euough for her to
tin lan opportunity to speak to
him. But ii was not so easy to
think just what she should say.
Muik, who was a bright quick
sighted boy, noticed that she kept
her eyes on him with a troubled
look. As she walked slowly awav
irons the cboof-house Hint as ei
uoor, he followed and overtook
her.
“Wh.i; is the matter, Rhoda ?
he asked, “You act us if you had
something against iue.”
‘ Ob, uo; I’ve nothing »ga : ust
yon.”
‘•But there’s some trouble, be
insisted. “//uve 1 auytbmg to do
with it?’
Lawrence ville Georgia, Tuesday December 16 ÜBl
“No, but you may hate. Oh,
Mark! said Khod«, beginning to
cry. “It's so hard! and lam sure
you don’t know anytbiug about it;
for it wouldn’t be so, if you did.”
“What is it ?” said Mark, grow
ing anxious.
our father aid miue—some
thing about their business. ’ And
Rheda told him her story as weh
as she could.
Mark was supprised and dis
tressed. ‘No I didn’t know ! ’
“And I don t believe my father
understands about it. He is the
kindest man ! there's netting he
won tdo for me ; and that makes
me sure he will do what is right
when I tell him.”
On, if you will tell him !” cried
Rhoda, with ‘ears of hope. That
evening Murk walked into nie
fathers library, after t«a, and stood
there, patiently waiting for lorn
to lay down the news paper be
was reading.
Mr RiogdoD was, as the boy
had said a fond indulgent father
and feeling that hit so* had some
thing to Bay to him, he presently
put aside paper, and looked
smilingly oyer his glasses.
“ KPhat is it, Mark ?’’he askec.
l’he boy looked red and emba r '
rawed.|
But there was a respectful earn
estuess in his fine, face as ht re
plied.
“/ heard something to day
fath r which I want to ask yon
about.”
said Mr. Ringdon,
‘and I will answer as well as I
can.”
“It is something about your bus
mess with Mr. Town send,"said the
boy.
Mr- Ringdon’s face changed
slightly.
“What have you heard,” he ask
ed in a colder tone of voice.
“It Is said that if Mr. Town
send carries out lis contract with
you he will be ruiued. Do you
suppose u can be true.
“I don’t know,"replied his father
‘I hope not. (Kho said ho would
be?”
“Rhoda, his daughter. She and
her mother are feeling very anx
ious about it. They think they
will be very poor,” said Mark
watching Lis father.
Mr. Ringdon did not smile any
more, but his face was calm and
kind. •I am sorry for them .he,’
said. “The truth is, Townsend
has a very bad contract. He will
meet with a heavy loss. But 1
don’t see how I can help it”
“Caii’i you release him from it ?’
Mark trimlingly suggested.
That would’m be business,” said
his father. Then the loss would
fall on me.”
“Axcu«e me father—but are
you not better able to bear it than
oe is.
“Perhaps. A good maoy of my
friends have m«t with loses which
no doubt I might bear better than
they ; but it dosec'/ follow that l
should say to Smi h Jones or
Brown “lime's my check to
make up that loss to you—l’ve
more mouey than you 1’ Would
that be business like ? There aie
a great many men," said Mr. Ring
don, now he smiled again, “who
would like to do business with me
in just that way.”
‘•But isn’t this different ? ’ said
Mark you’ve had nothing to do
with their speculations; you’ve
gained nothing by them.
“And you're mistaken,” replied
his father, “/f you think l drove
a bard bargain with Tow nsend
I agreed to give bim for building
the block all I believed it would
be worth to nte. He took all
risks. If the times had been favor
orable, he would have made some
/hiag. A% it is he loses that s all
there is about it.
M irk was stagartd for a moiuout
Then he exclaimed earnestly :
••Ob, no, father ; ihat isn’t all.
If there had been any ordinary
gain or loss, wbat you say might
be just. But he is building a
block of houses for you ; ana I m
ears you won't insist on his doirg
It for what he agreed, if it will
rain him | Make bis tanily pool t
I could never bear tie thought of
tnat 1”
Mr Ringdon answered, after a
pause, in » quiet but firm voice :
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You've a kind heart, my son—
I m glad of that—but you don’t
know anything about business.
And it isn’t for yon to tell me
what I ought to do, You may be
sure that I diall do only wha 1
seems tc me to be right.”
He adjusted bis glasses and
took up his paper. Mark was no*
satisfied, but there seemed noth
ing mote for him to say.
lie hoped his father, would re
lease Mr Townsend from the ruin
ous contract. And wlie n the fi
nal crash came, ard it was shown
that the Townsends ha I actually
los’ everything, Mark felt even
worse about it, I am bound to say
than /fhoda did.
The Townsend family were
obliged to move into a stnaler
house, w heie living was less ex
pensive Mark l,st sigh' of them
But the great wr jng they had suf
ered rankled in his part. Often
when his parents made him a cost
ly present, he would tay tc him
self ;
“* wonder if this was bought
with some of the money wrung
out of poor Towuscnd 1 ’
Mr. T ownsend began business
again, and worked bard >o snppdYt
and educate Ins family. But cir
cumstances seemed always against
bim. He could’nt get ahead. He
continued ' he struggle manfully for
a few years, then lost hen th and
died a poor man.
He had bad his life insured for
a moderate sum, and that was all
that was left to his family. A
widow with six children, and only
the interest on three thousand dol
lars to provide for their wants 1
That was A/rs. Towusends si'ua
tion.
But since the change in their
foitunes, Rhoda had proved her
self ‘a glorious girl,,’ a s every
body said who brew them. She
had given up the luxuries of life
aud pleasures of society, to devote
beiself to the family. House
work needle work, teaclrng her
sisters the piano, bonne: trimming
or dress making, wbhatever the
task shs brought to it a willing
heart and skilful hands.
* i don't know what i shoal* 1
h ave done,“Mrs Townsend used to
say. “if it hadn't been for Rheda;
ber fact for keeping all looking
respectable on ncthing, is just
wonderful! And she makes us
all hnppy by bor good spirits."
But now, after Her father’s
death something besides even
Rhodu's heijful hands was needed
to keep the family along. The in
terest on his life insurance money
was only aVout two hundred dol
lars a year. That wt uld not pay
house-ient wheie they were.
One evening Mrs. Townsend
and Rhoda sat talking over their
prospects.
“I though we wete poor be
fore,” said the widow, with a tho r
oughly discouraged air. “Bar
our poverty then was nothing to
this. AVtoat shall we do!”
Rhoda was now in her twen
tieth year, and a wise little bead
she had for a girl of her age. She
had thought the matter all over.
“I can answer for myself first,’
she said. “I ahull tuke in dress
making. £ will order a little sign
painted to-morrOw. I can certain
ly bring some money into the fam
ily that w.iy.”
“But it will be a long time be
fore you can earn much!” said the
disheartened widow
“In the meantime,” Rhoda went
on, “others must help. Maria is
good at figures; vh6 must find a
place in a store. Lucy rnnst give
up her music for the present, and
assist you. Thomas will Lave to
l«ave school—that's the hardest
thing i« decide upon—for 1 e
ought to go to college; we always
meant that he should. But lie
must be earning some money if
we are to keep the family togeth
er. James and Julia must contin
ue ir school, at any rae; they
are not old enough for anything
else.”
••But, can we get along, if we do
ail this? ’ poor Mrs. Townsend in
quiaed.
“Yes, hut .Lore is s‘il! another
tb ing- We must pinch.—pinch—
pinch," said Rhoda.
“Oh! haven't we pinched all we
could, for years?”
“Oh, dear, no, mother! We can
pinch a great deal more.”
And Rhoda gave a little laugh.
“Why do yon tuink we can?’
ask“d her mother.
“For the best reason in the
world —because we shall have to!
No family lives on so little that it
sHpliot live on lsss”
Again Rhoda laughed lightly.
But all the while her brave heart
was full of regrets und forebod
ings.
Torribly gloomy days fo'lowed.
No dress making came into the
house; though Rhoda managed to
get a little by going out to do it’
Alter a long and discouraging
search, a place if a small fancy
store was found for Maria, where
she bad to stand on her feei all
day, and bear a great deal of abuse
from tier employer, for a mere pit
tance. Thomas could not find as
much as i hat,
The family was in debt, l’beir
rent was unpaid. They had been
warned to leave the house, Mrs
Townsend was worn cut, and even
Rhoda was losing hsr spirit, with
her youth and bloom.
One evening as iLe girl was go
ing Lome from t.er day’s work, a
young man stepped to her side.
“Rhoda Townsend!” he exclaim
ed. “You don’t kuuw m 6?”
But the did know him, she was
greatly surprised and agitated to
see him; for it was years since they
tad met.
“Mr. Riuguon!” sue said trernb
lingly.
“Not Mr. Ringdon,” he replied,
“bus Mark—call me Mark, if you
please. How long it is since 1
have seen you!”
‘Tt is hardly my fault,” Rhoda
coldly replied; for she tLclight he
had purporsly avoided her family
since they became poor
“Perhays if is mine,” he said;
‘•though. Indeed, Rhoda. I have
thought of you a great deal, ano
inquired fo l, you, lately. Are you
walking home now? May I go
along with yon?”
“If yeu wish to see how poorly
we are obliged to live,” she an
swered, in the same cold tone of
voice.
They walked on together, but
with few words. They csrno to
Mrs. Townsend’s d§ r. Rhoda
stopped, as if to bid him good
bye.
“May 1 go in and see your moth
er?” be asked, as it he had been
humbly begging a favor.
“Oh, yes, I suppose so,” said
Rhoda; and after hesitating a mo
ment, she showed him in.
Perhaps, on reflection, she was
quite willing that he should see
ihe poverty to wl ich they had
been reduced.
Mrs Townsend received him
kindly, and he sat down in the lit
tle silting room where the long
struggle between neatness and
want had left its sad trace.
“I should not have known you,’’
she remarked, “/ndeed, I never
saw you many times. You carnt
to Rhoda’s birthday partry cnc«,l
renumber,”
Tears rushed into the mother’s
eyes, as she thought of the chat g
es in her family since that happy
time.
Mark’s heart was full. It was
some time before he could com
mand himself to speak.
• I'.l.odu thinks I haven’t wished
to k. ep up the acquaintance,” lie
said at length.
•‘There was no reason why you ;
should wish to,” Rhoda said, dem
uie’y. “I wasn’t blaming you.”
Then sudtlculy Mark's words
came in a burst of eiuotioß.
“There has Leaver been a day
since I last saw you, Rhoda," he
said, “when I haven’t had you and
your folks in ray mind. I promis
ed once, you remember, to do
something for you. But / wasn't
able to. -rliis is the true reason
w ! y I haven't tried to see you
since.
It evidently ga re him so much
pain to say what he did, that Rho
I da interrupted him
“You needn’t explaij! I a'waps
had faith in you. P ease don’t
a lude to what’s past, any more! 11
“But I must!“ Mark exclaimed.
I “There was a business transaction
between your fattier and mine,
which I could never feel rght
aoouf. Mr Townsend was a loser
by bis bargain. My father was in
the end of a gainer, though he
didn't thick so at firs'; he didn't
mean to be aujust. He it dead
now; and 1 want you to think bet
ter of him tbau you did at one
time."
“Dead!" said Mrs. Townsend.
“I hadn't heard of it."
"he Las been dead six months,"
said Mark, in a low. tender voice.
“He left everything to my mother
and me—a large property.''
He hesitated, then turned his
eyes earnestly on Mrs Townsend
she was studying him witli strange
sad, tearful looks.
“My mother thinks as Ido of
that contract," he'went on. “There
is some tweuty three thousand do)
lars, including interest, now due—
justly due—from our i estate to
yours, and wa have made all arrsn
gements to have it paid.“
“To have it payed—twenty three
thousand? I don t understand
you 1“ snid Mrs. Townsend, in
great agitation.
“I understand /“ said Rhode
wild with joy. “It is Mark! the
sasie Mark 1 used to kuow, and
had such faith in !“
■rhs poor widow still looked lie
wildered.
“Bo you realty mean"—she be
gan.
“I mean every word Ijiaid," re
plied Mai k. radiant with happi
ness. “Our lawyer will pay over
to yon to-morrow twenty three
thousand and some odd dollars—
the sum which we owe you.*
“And Maria can leavo ihat hor
rid store! And rnomas can still
go to college! • exclaimed Rhoda.
throwing hersslf on 1 er mother's
neck, and kissing her wildly, while
Mark shed tears of joy and sympa
thy. “And you. dear, dear moth
er! you shan't work so. as yon do,
any mors !“
“You don't tiiink of yourself,
Rhoda,'• said her mother.
Indeed, that was always Rhode's
way.
Summer t'ricud* in Arkanwi&n
“Several weeks ago, while Judge
Gaplin was out on a fishing excur
sion, he took shelter, during a rain
Btonn, in the house of old Andy
Spiders, ytie old mau, aware of
his guests’ high position, made ex
tra efforts to entertain him, and,
after the storm bad subsided, ac
companied him to the creek and
caught a string of fish for him.—
The jurist expressed his gratitude,
a: d, upon taking his departure,
said :
“My dear sir, I should be pleat
ed to receive a visit from you in
the ciiy,and lei ms say that should
you come thiiher, I shall deem ii
• pleasure to entertain you.”
“But you are such a high man
in town, Jedge !”
“Nonsense, my dear sir. I am
only a man and I beseech you,
have no hesitancy in approaching
me.’ 1
“Oh, I ain’t afeered Jedge. I
don’t hang back for nobody.”
“You are right,” eic’aiined the
Judge. “Good-Ly and don’t for -
get to call upon me.”
The other day old Spiders came
to town, and hearing that the
Judge was holding court, he said
to his com pain ion: ‘Gome on and
les’ see him. I ain't no summer
coon, let me tell you, and I’ll show
yon what a 'portant man I am.—
Oh, you stick to rae an’ you’ll find
yourself all right among these
town folks.”
When they entered the court
room the Judge was eLgaged in
delivering an important ruling.—
‘lr. the case of Hamilton vs Chai
sor\' e-aid he. ‘the court, and I
think with much wisdom, held—,’
“Hello, Jsdge,” exclaimed old
Spiders, everybody look**! around,
a&d the jurist, shocked almost
from the woolsack—or, more prop
erly speaking, considering the in
fluences which brought him to Ar
kansas, the carpet-bag—lowered
his spectacles and gazed in (he di
rection from whence came the
voice.
“//•110 Jedge,” repeated Spiders
pressing forward.
“Mr. Sheriff, arrest that man 1"
“What, you don’t know me, I
reekin’. Dun forgot ¥ old Audy
Spiders? Don't you ricolleck o‘
how we had to drive the cob stop-
per inside th* jug afore we could
git at the lieker ? Don't you
know how I ootch the fish for
you ?“
These expressions fell like burn
ing coals on the Judge. He waH
a candidate for re-eleetlou on the
Prohibition ticket, and had, upon
returning from the country, beast
ed of his skill as a fisherman.
“ H'here is th* Sheriff," demand
ed the Judge.
“Gone out," some one replied.
“Please cull him.''
“Jeuge, you can't put up no
sicb a joke on me. Corns on, Ben
an'las'lift him from behind bis
bjx.“
“Leave lue room !“ roared the
Judge.
•'Wliatl" said old Spillers, stop
ping and gazing in surprise at the
Judge. "Es 1 hadn'ter thought
rayoomp'oy was welcome, I would
not er come. Rickin yoi've for
got how you soaked my lieker.—
Fine man; come out in the coun
try an - git on a hurrah an' beg a
fel'er to come ter see y u, an'when
he comes fling up yer head and
snort like a five year old."
The sheriff’ arrived and seized
the old fellow.
“Don't put him in jail, Mr Sher
iff, but see that he goes home.'
“That's all right, Jedge. Reck
in you'll come out thar when yon
want ter gi< on another lip-snor
ter. fVood-by old turn coat.—
Ketch you out my way, an' /'»•
mop up she fsce o' the j earth with
you."
WIT AND WISDOM.
A Built frame—Thejpriaoti wind
ow.
A. narrow escape—Th® tip of a
gas jet.
Quick at figures.—The dancing
master.
Tne tip of fashion ; a quarter
of a dollar.
Tho watch dealer be’ongs to the
sell tick race.
Flirts are likes fiddles; no good
without the beaux.
Success picked up the thread
where failure droped it.
What we forgive will be recom
pensed as what we give.
A lawyer who can write poe -
try is not necesaryly a legal writ"
er.
China now wants peace. So
does France, She wants a piece
of China.
There is but cue way to tell the
.ruth ; there are many ways of ly
ing.
Good motto for bank directors
—Tarn the the iascals out.
“There is one peucliar feature,”
sagely remarked the Arkansas
Travelor, “übout a scandal—every
statement is readily accepted but
the true dne.
A housekeepers asks: “What’s
the simples - way to keep jelly
from moulding on the top ?” Sliul
a small bjy up the pantry for a few
minutes.
Wife—“ John our ooachinau
must go.”
“Bat why my dear ? Our only
■tangliter is married.”
“Yes but —John I am so very
myself you know.
A little boy complained to bis
mother that the teacher can’t re
member bis name. “When she
speaks to rae ” he]says, “she al
ways cads me Silence.”
More den half o’ de fiction o’ die
worl’ is put on. De grape vine
doan cling tsr de lira’s "case it lubs
de tree, but case it wants de tree
to no!’ it up.
A Newburn, N. Y., man Las
200 different sorts of apples graft
ed upon one tree. This makes i
very convenient for the school
boys of the town during app/e
gatnering time,
When a man’s wife comes in aud
sees him, razor in hand, and his
face all lather and asks tim "Are
you shaving ?” its not right for
him to answer, “No I’m black
tog the stove.
. “Is land high in Vermont? 4 * ask
ed a speculator of an old Green
Mountain fanner. “You just bet
it is.“ was the reply. If the trees
wasn't so stunted, the clouds
couldn't get by at all."
{Vol. XIV.— No 30
THIS AND THAT.
Letters of credit—l OD.
Nharp sheeting— -Killing the
punster.
A game l>»w—Never trump your
partner’s act.-
At Uks a pretty good tailor to
potch a dog’s pants.
Jon tempi of court—The fellow,
who has just been refused
Is the poet who writes cheerful
soiigs a cheer up-ode-istf
No lady cEjects to getting the
sack provided it be of sealskia.
A false court-The kind that
rich American girls generally mar
ry V
Never look gun in muzzle
I should be bouored in the
breech.
The richest man in the world
lives in China. A sort of Chiua
rfstor, as it were.
Tue proverb, “ft is never too
late to mend,” doss not refer to
darning stockings.
The clothing dummy may hav®
its garments stolen, but’twill be
sure to hav® its re-dress.
“To whir is hew men,” «a„ 1 th®
punster who felt of a buss saw to
see if it wan in tuoiion.
“Clmngeable hosiery" is a fash
ionable novelty. Gome to think
ol it. that is a good idea.
When t fellow’s besfgirl "gives
him away ’it is a sign that h® is
regarded as of very little value.
A correspondent wants to know
if the new process for making
wheat is a “brun new process ”
De perfeoehuo o’ die worl’ is ev
er in danger. I>a ripe appl® is d«
sooues’ to rot.
The hand organ has seen 108
years sine® its inventor died, Yen
ly, the evil men do lives after
them.
Sculptors have earned a bad
reputation because they chisel tea
ny ®f their subject? out of their
clothes.
Pages are fashionable at En
glis weddings. They probably
haven t got as far as coachmen
over there yet.
A Border physician says death
has no sting. Did he ever press
his finger oa the fighting precinct
of a dead hornet.
The aucients thought the weald
was square. The nineteenth cen
tory, however, known there ia
very little square about it.
When a young man is fingering
the cash left him by his grand! ath
er can it be said he is reveling in
his ancestral hauls? _
The smallest faults is one’s own
character make him blind to the
largest virtues in tke character of
his neighbor.
A volume has lately been pub
lislied on “What, to wear.” New
wimt. we want is a sequel, entitled
“How to procure it.” -*
/lie King of Portugal buttons
up his coat with diamond buttons
and we still use the same old safe
ty pin to button ours with.
Representative Money, of Miss
issippi, is talked of for Poetmasur
General, Money ought io be in
the Treasury Department.
The bone collar-button has
done more to rel rase man from
die tyrrany of woman than all the
phi/osvphical works on humanity
evei printed.
“Her waste ic enormous.”
“Well, then, why don’t you get
her a pair of corsets?”
“O'i you don't understand me
Notbingean stay her extra va
gance.”
The lien' Putman house to be
buil/ at Palataka will be a large
cne, of 350 rooms, capable of car
ing for 600 guests, if need be- It
will be of brick and will cost S3OO,
000 It will be completed and
ready for the reception of guesta
by Novtmber 15,1885,
A Warjaot for the arrest of La
fayette Burney, tbe constable who
shot and killed Austin Mitchell
iieac Miscoskie on the Sth, was
placed in Lie hands of t'&ptaiu
Moseley, Leon couuiy sheriff, on .
tie 10th who arrested Eu ne’-nwuti
is now in jail to await the >o.
of the gr. ud jury in bis