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IS IT WORTH A THOUGHT?
Is it worth ft thought, this life wo are liv
ing?
With its long weary waiting, its snd
breaking hearts?
With its slights, its neglects, and its chill
misgivings?
And the sense of a void tkut fills not, nor
departs?
We set up an idol, we worship it blindly—
So blindly we know not it only is clay;
We kiss it, carcHK it, and speak to it kindly,
Fold it in pur affections more closely
each day.
Soon the dream is dispelled, and our idol is
shattered,
We learn, ah, too late! that our bliss
could not stay;
Aud the rose leases of Hope all aroand us
lie scattered,
While the wind of Adversity whirls thorn
away.
But some time after death, in the bright
life of heaven,
We shall know why it was we were tried
so below;
Why our loved ones to us such a short time
were given,
And why God kept secret his plans, we
shall know.
The Widow’s Lodger.
CnAITER I.
NUMBER TWENTY-SEVEN.
It was certainly the neatest house in
the square,and that is saying very much,
for this square had a reputation for
neatness unsurpassed by any of its kind
in central London. The time had been
when Cranmore Square could hold its
own in the wiry of good old houses and
fashionable people against many or
most at tlie West-end, hut that time was
gone, and Cranmore Square had to he
content with retired citizens of solid
wealth, high-class journalists, men of
science, painters, respectable solicitors,
and others whose avocations kept them
in tlie heart of tlie metropolis, or who
liked to live there. Number twenty
seven, however, was a lodging-house.
Not a boarding-house. Mary Allonby,
whose pensive faee, seen so often at the
drawing-room window, would haunt the
passer-by like some fair vision, was not
equal to that. She was only llve-and
twenty, and had worn her crape nearly
twelve months now, and iler baby Ar
thur—a fine little fellow nearly threw
years old—absorbed all tlie time she
could spare. Not quite twelve months
ago there had been a brass plate on tlie
door, hearing the inscription, “Mr. Ar
thur AUenby, Surgeon. not quite
twelve months ago there tiad been a
small silver plate on a -coffin-lid, hear
ing the same name and his age, twenty
seven. A handsome pillar of white
marble liore tlio same inscription in
Ilighgato cemetery. Mary took her
baby there once every we.qk at least, and
wished, as many others have done, that
a day could be wt apart Jar mourners,
when tlie gates would lie closed against
tlie idle and curious, and the friends of
the dead might look at tlie graves of
their own undisturbed.
When Arthur Allenby first started on
his own account people predicted a bril
liant career for liim. He had every
thing in liis favor—an earnest love for
his profession, a singular success owing
to ids delicate skill anil rave insight of
character; and his friends laid means
enough to keep him supplied witli
money until his practice should nmko
him independent. Tlie first blow to the
ambition they had entered in him was
his marriage; lie had not been in prac
tice a single year before he made Mary
Lennard his wife, and his mother and
sisters declined to receive lier or to visit
her. This so stung his pride that lie
would receive no further help from
them, but preferred to live on love and
His own resources. lie gave up his
brougham—their money had paid for it
—and went to His patients on foot. Ho
was a rising man, full of energy and
hope and genius; hut one long, trying
Winter, that brought him new patients
by tlie score and fees in plenty, killed
him. lie went into a rapid consump
tion, and was dead in six months.
Arthur Allenby had no craven fear of
death; he had nothing to repent with a
repentance like despair at the eleventh
hour; he had, from the first, studied Iris
responsibilities with care and prudence
not often seen in so young a man. When
ho married Alary lie insureddiis life for
three hundred pounds, intending to in
crease tlie sum when Iris means permit
ted, and lie had taken the house in
Cranmore Square on a seven years’
lease, furnished it thoroughly and well,
and he had contrived to keep a slender
hanking account—a very slender one,
for it scarcely lasted through his illness,
anil wlien lie died, tlie house, the furni
ture, and the insurance money was all
Alary had.
Even when he was dying, and tie
knew it, he, asked nettling for his wife
from iris friends. The young doctor
had felt himself deeply injured by their
behavior to lier. Alary’s only fault was
that slie was poor. He had been called
in to attend lier father—a broken-down
gentleman, who gained a scanty living
in the reading-room of tlie British Alu
geum. translating, compiling, arranging,
and collecting matter for business-like
literary men, who made a trade of their
work, arid found a ready-money market
for it. The poor old scholar was glad
to earn a few shillings a day tit a labor
he delighted in, and Mary was so ac
customed to helping him that when he
fell ill slie could take his place, with tlie
aid of a few notes pencilled down at Iris
bedside.
But this took her away from him. and
the time came when she was wanted
always. Tlie old man grew like a child
for helplessness. It is to the credit of
the man who had employed him, that,
in their Intervals between hard work
and thoughtless improvidence, they
went to the sick man’s room and saw
that he did not want for anything; in
fact there wasralherasurplusof calves’-
foot jelly, port wine, and cooked chick
en, there being a general idea that these
were the correct tilings for an invalid.
Their Kindness was not the less sincere
that it came too late. Years of priva
tion hail done their work already.
There was a kindness that he valued
as much—perhapa more than this. Ar
thur Allenby spent many an hour witli
his patient, listening with sympathetic
attention to tlie <>lri man’s talk of early
days, anil the strident dreams that clung
to him even now. Arthur became at
last quite as much a friend as a physi
cian. and tlie tiaie which would have
been his own for leisure was very will
ingly given up for tlie old man and Iris
dingy room, and Mary.
It was no uncommon tiring for her to
come from the museum and find the
doctor there. She was shy at first, out i
tlie shyness soon wore off, and one ]
memorable afternoon she,—instigated I
by her father,—mustered up the cour
age to ask him to take a cup of tea. 1
How gladly he accepted the invitation
she was not aware, nor did stie know
how lie admired the pretty, quiet bend
with which she gave him the shell-like
cup and saucer; the quiet of her glance
had won upon him from the outset, and
then she had Cordelia’s charm—a low,
sweet voice, of all things perhaps the
most excellent in woman.
So far as mere beauty was concerned.
Miss Lennard would not have borne
comparison with many whom the young
doctor saw every day. A life of priva
tion had left the perfect outline of her
figuer slender to thinness, and her face
was careworn, but she had soft gray
eyes that matched her voice in the sym
pathy of their expression, and the pol
ished whiteness of the even teeth in her
tender mouth was worth a second look
when stie spoke or smiled. As Arthur
watched the graceful precision of her
movements while attending to tlie tea,
he took to wondering how she would
appear if she could afford to wear be
coming attire instead of tlie small silk
mantle and scanty dress of faded black
which seemed her only costume for out
of doors and indoors.
He took to wondering, too, what
would become of tier when her father
was gone: they had not a friend in the
world. Mr. Lennard was one of those
shiftless men who have a way of get
ting lost in tlie side currents of humani
ty; drifting beyond tlie knowledge or
care of their kitli and kin. He told Ar
thur, with tlie unconscious, pathetic
resignation belonging to him, ttiat he
could not remember when he last saw
his friends or heard from them.
“You see,” he said, not many days
before he died, “1 got poor and shabby,
and I always wanted Help, and I think
at last they looked upon me (ft a kind
of nuisance, so 1 stayed away. If I
knew where to find them l would write
for Mary’s sake. I am really going to
eternity, you know; I do not mind, but
I want to know how long?”
The doctor inclined his head regret
fully. This was no new subject between
them. Mr. Lennard could speak quite
calmly of the approaching day ttiat
would bring an endless night of rest.
Tlie only thing that, lay heavy at his
heart was what would become of Alary
when lie was gone? “Alary” was his
own pet name for her.
“You may make your mind easy on
that score,” tlie young doctor said sim
ply; “for I love your daughter, Air. Len
linrd, and I think you could trust her to
me.”
“As I would to Heaven!” said the dy
ing man, with grateful solemnity. “J
will not ask you if you are sure of this;
I know you love her. I have seen it;
but you have your friends—your pros
pects to consider, these are very early
days for you.”
“X urn sure of everything, even of win
ning her,” Arthur had smiled; “but not
without some trouble, lor Mary is very
proud, and might take it into Her head
to consider my prospects and my
friends. This is. however, a compact
between you and me; will you give her
to me?”
“Gladly, Arthur—you cannot tell how
gladly; to have lived for such a day is
more than enough.”
When Arthur spoke to Mary he met
with just the opposition lie expected,
for the girl, as lie had already found out,
was very proud.
“You have been wondering what 1
shall do when I am left alone!” she said
to him. “You are very sorry for me,
and pity me, anil in your generous na
ture would burden yourself with me.
Honestly, Mr. AUenby, is it not so?”
*‘l daresay it is,” lie answered, smil
ing gravely; “but 1 have not asked my
self tlie question. lam very sorry for
you, and I pity you, and—l love you
Mary, and you love me. my darling, in
spite of all tlie prido in that sweet face;
and Mary, if 1 must urge anything, be
yond my own poor merits, your father
lias given you to me.”
It did not require that to make her
nestle down in His arms. Arthur Al
ienby had been the hereof many a girl's [
day dream, and he was of hers; but she !
had never ventured to think the con- j
summation would come so soon, if ever. I
After this Arthur took upon himself j
the, kindly offices that would have been ]
bis by right had Mr. Lennard livedlong j
enough to be His second father. It was j
too late to remove him from tiis dingy
: room, but not too late to make that
! dinginess less palpable, lie sent in a
! comfortable couch anil an easy chair,
and brought the old man his favorite
hooks for tlie pleasure they gave him to
I look at, even when he was too weak to
read them. And ho delicately insisted
| on supplying Mary with tlie means to
! make some necessary changes in her
! wardrobe, and lie spent more time witli
them as the end drew nearer.
Books were the old man's children; to
the very last he kept a pile of them by
his bedside, aud he would turn the
! covers to look at a favorite page when
he had grown too weak to liftavolume.
Study had been his passion, he had
gathered in a rieli store of learning and
had found it a very poor stock-in-trade.
It was hard for Him to realize that tlie
! age of intellectual publishing and intel
lectual publishers hail departed—leav
i ing a convenient market in the hands
i of commercial men more or less illiter
j ate. Tlie poor scholarly gentleman, to
| whom tlie grand old classics were as
! familiar as a twiee-tolif tale, might have
been a fossil foralltbe value they set
upon him. He was a useful hack when
they wanted one—nothing more.
So he died anil was buried, and the
most genuine compassion was felt for
him and his orphan child by a score or
so of those chivalric persons—improvi
dent literary light horsemen of Fleet
Street anil the Temple. They were in
tlie country bareheaded when the. soli
tary coach drove in, and Dr. AUenby
led Miss Lennard out to hear tlie fare
well sermon and look tier last at tlie open
grave. Next day two of them wasted
upon Arthur witli a cheque for seven
teen pounds and a few odd shillings.
“We subscribed it amongst ourselves
quite privately,” tlie spokesman said.
“No one else knows anything about it
—just for a token of reaped forthe poor
old gentleman, and sympathy witli Miss
Lennard. We know, of course, that
t there are expenses she will have to bear,
| and so if you will kindly tender this,
with our kindest regards and best
! wishes, we shall be intiuitely obliged..
; The landlord of our rendezvous was
! good enough to give us a cheque for our
i little subscriptions, and so you will see
| it is payable to bearer.”
“I thank you, from iny heart—inAliss
Leonard’s name and mv own—” Ar-
tnur saw, "tor a rare ana generous
thoughtfulness, that is no less prompt
than kind; and it is a pleasant duty to
be perfectly frank with you. The ex
penses are already arranged, and Aliss
Lennard is provided for.”
“Has she found her friends, then?”
“One, I trust, of whom you will ap
prove. Aliss Leonard will be my wife
within a month.”
“We are delighted, my dear sir. I am
sure; and there Will be festivities at the
rendezvous when that day comes. But,
still, there is that cheque.”
“What would you suggest? I should
be sorry to refuse the outcome of so
much kindly feeling, if we can find a
way of utilizing it.”
“We can put a stone over his grave,”
the journalist said—“a handsome one.
.Something to remind Aliss Lennard that
he,r father's careless friends did not for
get him.”
So it was arranged. The journalist
and his companions took their leave,
and it is to be feared that the festivities,
began and lasted throughout the month;
for there were long days and late nights
at the rendezvous, aud not much work
was done; but they were a very sober
and gentlemanly set of fellows when
they went to the church on the mar
riage day, having by some occult means
heard exactly when it was to be. Mary
answered their cheers with a grateful
smile and brimming eyes; for every face
there was associated with a kindness
done to him who was gone.
Airs. Allenby was not there, nor either
of tier daughters. Arthur had to the
last cherished a vague hope that his
youngest sister would put in an appear
ance as an act of grace; but they had
steadily refused to receive the dead
scholar’s orphan child, or countenance
his marriage. He Had to find a home
for her with a stranger, in the interval
between the day of tlie funeral and the
wedding. He said nothing, but he was
deeply hurt. They would have made
him welcome, and that touched him the
more keenly. He had no hope of break
ing his mother’s iron pride; and so, after
a struggle with himself, he decided to
live for his wife alone.
He did not send for them even when
he was ill and knew lie was dying, but
he did not deny himself to them; they
came and would have taken possession !
of him and put his wife aside, but that,
lie gave .them to understand, was not to
be permitted. lie had a faithful friend
on whom he could rely, an old compan
ion of his boyhood, and fellow student
in the hospital, lie left her in perfect
confidence to this gentleman,—Doctor
George Hyde,—and he accepted the
trust. Mary was not quite friendless.
She had, besides George Hyde, an old
lady whose fancy it was that she requir
ed constant medical attendance, and
number twenty-seven had been her
home for the past two years.
Dr. Hyde accepted his trust with the
full Intention of being tree to it, and he
was. It was rather against him that he
had been for many years on intimate
terms witli the Allenby’s, arid had been
thought to entertain designs of a tender
nature in regard to Arthur's sister,
Margaret. She was beautiful enough
and had sufficient money to render Hex
desirable, but Dr. Ilyde, if he contem
plated marriage at all. was not in a hur
ry. Perhaps he thought of the unwo
manly want of feeling displayed by
Aliss Alargaret in common with the oth
ers, and she in her turn resented it as a
personal injury that he should have un
dertaken to be the guardian of Mary
and her boy.
They sadly wanted the hoy; he was a
noble Tittle fellow," and they could not
bear the idea of leaving him to be
brought up by “that old literary hack’s
daughter," wiiich was their amiable
way of designating Alary. They offered
her, through Dr. Hyde, a pound a week
if she would give him up entirely, and
when, also through Dr. Hyde, Mary de
clined, they said in as many words that
they had more right to the child than
slie had, for he was Arthur’s boy, and
what was she?
“Do you know,” asked Airs Allenby
of George, "what she intends to do with
that great house and the money?”
“The money,” said George, “is in the
Iloibom Bank—a deposit account. The
house she intends to let out.”
“Let out?” replied Mrs. Allenby.
“Let out? How do you mean?”
“In lodgings,” was tlie imperturbable
reply. “The old lady, Airs. Little, will
retain the second floor; for the dining
room floor slie is in treaty with tlie
friends of a young gentleman who is go
ing into St. Bartholomew’s; and then
she has the drawing-room floor and one
oilier room to spare. Her own room—
tlm one poor Arthur died in—she re
tains; it is sacreil ground to her.”
“Sacred ground?” repeated tlie state
ly lady, witheringly; “a lodging-house
keeper? Was there ever anything so
disreputable—so disgraceful. Surely,
George, with your influeuee—Arthur
left her to your care,and she hasarigiit
to obey you—you could persuade her to
something different.”
“My dear madam, you do not know
the young lady. She is as gentle as a
ilove, and as determined—for you know
tlie dove is rather a pugnacious bird.
The house remains almost exactly as it
was, except for the surgery. The ante
room on tlie ground floor, that she fitted
up as tier own room—a perfectly busi
ness-like arrangement. My own im
pression is that she will do very well.”
“But surely, George, you do not ap
prove of it?”
“If you ask me what I approve of,”
said George, “I should say I disapprove
of tlie whole business, and your conduct
especially.” Dr. Hyde was a privileged
person, and could say what lie pleased.
“You know I told you so all along.
When you saw that Arthur meant to
i have her, you should have made a friend
of tlie poor child.”
"Tlie poor child with a beggarly old
literary man for a father.”
"A gentleman, madam, and a scholar,
to whom I have often raised ray hat in
genuine respect. You may say what
you please, if yon feel relieved by it—
but you know you are wrong.”
Airs. Allenby did not always take a
rebuke so patiently, but there was noth
ing to be done with Dr. Hyde. Slie
could overawe most people with tlio
majesty of her presence, and the im
pressiveness of her double chin. Slie
was a large woman, witli a thick, rich
contralto voice, which she cultivated to
Its lowest pitch; altogether rather a for
midable person, excepted to a man like
D.r. Hyde.
He luul found out her weakness long
since. Mrs. Allenby was rather inclin
ed to be a bully in a iaily-like, well-bred
way. For what some timid humorist
has called the gentler sex is not without
its representatives of that undesirable
thing, but she was at heart a coward.
NO. 5.
and she had an innate consciousness
that he knew it, and that he was a man
not to be trifled with. Under his imper
turbable good temper, that would rise
to the surface w'.ien least expected, aud
a single word or glance would pierce
through her panoply of flesh and selfish
arrogance, when he was >n that mood.
To the world in general Mrs. Allenby
was a very majestic and impressive wo
man, to Dr. Hyde she was a physiologi
cal study. He told her once that she
was a living wonder.
“Do you see,” he said, with the slow
ness that was only saved from being a
drawl by the deliberate purpose With
which he always spoke, "such an
amount of adipose matter is not com
patible with such a very healthy state
of the digestive organs; that must be
due to your singularly tranquil and
philosophic temperament. It Is very
fortunate you possess that tempera
ment. It is fortunate, too. that you do
not take stimulant. Stimulant induces
irritability and excitement. Irritabili
ty or excitement would be fatal to you.
You have an exceptionally line consti
tution, but your mental organization is
extremely;delicate. That is where tlio
danger lies.”
Without quite seeing the connection
between an exceptionally fine constitu
tion and an extremely delicate mental
organization, Airs. Allenby felt flatter
ed. It was something also to be told
that she did not take stimulant, and
was not irritable. It was indirectly a
permit to take as much as she had been
in the habit of taking, and the largest
item in her wine merchant’s bill was
for spirits.
“I only knew the people as I saw
them,” she said, “and I may be wrong,
I saw them with him quite by accident,
and you are aware, George, how bitter
ly he disappointed me.”
“Well, yes; hut he pleased himself,
and, unhappily, it seems as if a man is
sure to disappoint somebody when he
does that.”
“You are really very provoking when
you like, George, but I want to ask you
a question. You know that just before
poor Arthur died he was writing a let
ter—a long letter; was it ever finished
or sent?”
“It was never finished—and never
sent!” said George, gravely. “Mary!”
“Alary!” Mrs. Allenby repeated.
“Oli. yes, I always call her ‘Mary:’
Arthur told me to! 1 was his chosen
brother, and he left her to his brother
when he confided lier to me. The poor
girl put it away with her most sacred
mementoes, and I do not suppose it will
ever see the light again.”
“I never could find out about thatlet
ter,” said Mrs. Allenby. “I saw it sev
eral times, but lie never got far with if
at a sitting. I often wondered whether
it was intended for his Uncle Michael.”
“On that point I can set your mind
at rest,” said George. “It was intended
for ills Uncle Alioliael. Arthur was not
a good correspondent; it was a fault for
which he often reproached himself. I
do not think more than one exchange
of letters passed between his uncle and
himself from the time he married till
he died; he had not heard of his Uncle
Michael for more than two years.”
“Do you know,” asked Airs. Allenby,
keenly interested, “ where he was then ?”
“At Barbadoes.”
“And I heard of him from Jamaica
quite a #ear ago. He talked then of
coming home. He told mo not to ex
pect to hear from him frequently, and
not to be surprised at any moment if we
saw him; and 1 should not. for he ih
very eccentric—immensely rich, though.
That is why I should like to have Are
thur’s hoy here, but never with that girl,
that woman, never!”
{To be continued-)
The Frolics of a College "Grind.”
The students at the Normal Univer
sity gave a “grind" the other evening,
whioii we attended. When a lot of
students, some of whom are so green
they would give cows that might de
vour them the colic, and who do not
know each other from a side of sole
leather, get together and try to get ac
quainted, it iB a "grind.”
One of the chief “grinders” who
knows everybody introduces all tlie
others, anil then they sit in the comers
and blush at each other, and look as if
they had forgotten something they bavp
to have in their business, and swallow
the lumps that como up in their throat,
and examine tlio toes of their shots.
After a while somebody proposed
that a play he inaugurated, and in a
moment or two a circle was formed
around a male and female “grinder,”
snd went marching around singing
something about "‘down on this carpet
you must Kneel, as green as grass grows
in tlie field.”
At a certain period in the song, tho
he “grinder” kissed the she “grinder”
smack on the mouth, and it was n kiss
that got over a good deal of ground,
and seemed to huve tlie desired effect,
too. When he had got rid of his kiss,
the “grinder” got up looking as happy
as a man who has just hail a quart of
warm molasses poured down his baek.
and the “grindcross” seemed to feel
that she could use up euough kiss to
boll the market.
In due time somebody wanted to
make a kiss climb a ladder, and we
kind of felt all over, as it were, and ac
cepted an invitation from a pretty girl
to be a part of the ladder. We knew
that if she started the kiss up the ladder
we would be perfectly willing to have it
tramp on our lips on the way up, but
they put a girl that looked as if she had
been washing her face in a solution of
concentrated ugliness for two years
right in front of us, and then we all
joined hands and kissed back and forth
until wc could taste onions for a month.
Some people claim that they can’t get
enough kiss. To all such, we say: at
tend a college “grind."— Chicago Her
ald.
m * 'W' ——
In the old records of the town of
Clinton, Mass., a certain little thor
oughfare was called “Cat alley.” In
the present book Of tax registration the
name is euphonized into “Fussy ave
nue,” and it is supposed that tho next
step will be Feline boulevard.
For several years tlie London street
cars,which run on more than 400 routes
jin if carry 75.Ud0.iX10 of people a year,
have had texts of Scripture neatly posh
ed up in them at an annual cost of
12.50 each. This is the work of an as
sociation formed for that purpose.
It is an error to suppose that an ordi
nary mind is the best administrator of
small duties, for thla impression is,
altis! too strongly contradicted bv the
fact that the many daily grievance-,
the myriad of petty cures and details of
family arrangements prove quite too
much for the generalship of feeble
minds.