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Great Bargain Sale
S CHE XT EE BEOS.
1,000 Van Ik of Fine White Lawn at 12%c. worth 200 I 500 Yards of Pride of the West Remnants 10c
500 Yards of Fine French Pioque at I se. worth 50c 500 Yards of (iray Woolen Dress Goods at 12J*c
1,000 Yards of Fine Soft Finish Nainsook at lGJje. worth 25c 500 Yards of Pink Nuns Veiling at 10c
2,000 Yards of Figured Lawn Remnants 3%c. 500 Pair of Suspenders, Factory Somjdes, at 20c.
1,000 Yards of Fine Figured Lawns 4c 1,000 Yards of Oriental Lace at 10c. worth 20c
AND HUNDREDS OF
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TOO NUMEROUS TO MENTION.
SCHETJEE BEOS,
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BARTOW SHERIFF’S SALES.
WILL BESOLDBEFORE TIIE COURT HOUSE
door in Cartersville, Bartow County, Georgia,
o,i the
FIRST TUESDAY IN AUGUST, 1887,
bet ween the legal hours of sale, to the highest
bidder, the following described property, to-wit:
One agricultural engine, six horse power,
mounted on wheels, No. (>sh, made by the Oneida
Iron Works. Levied on anil will lie sold as the
property of Win. H. Stiles to satisfy one 11. fa.
from City Court of Cartersville, Bartow county
in favor of the Oneida Iron Works vs. said Win.
II Stiles. Property pointed out by plaintiff's
attorney. sl.k<>
Also at the same time anil place, lot of land No.
tmi nuuoi u.i,u twenty two 12*22). containing
KM) acres more or less, ull lying and being In the
2 Ini district. and 2nd section of Bartow county,
Georgia. Levied on and will lie sold as the prop
erly of I'. E. Kindle,v to satisfy one City Court tt.
fa of Cartersville, Bartow county, Ga., in favor
of .1. B. Collins vs. F. K. Findley ihis 27fli day of
June, IS.N7. Property pointed out by plaintiff's
attorney. #2.7!)
Also at the same time and place, west half of
lot of land No. 20 and an undivided one-half in
terest in lot of laud No. 4<>, all In the 4th district
mnl :inl sect lon of Bartow county, Georgia . Lev
ied on and will he sold as t lie property of Joseph
Northe.v and Henry Northy, to satisfy one jus
tice court tt. fa. from tlie X22d district G. M., in
favor of M. K. Stan sell vs, Joseph Northey anil
Henry Nortlioy. Defendants served with written
uotiee of levy. Levy made and returned tome
by F. C. Watkins, L. C. #3.00
Also at the same time and place, lot of land No.
forty-six (4ii), containing forty acres more or less,
in the 17th district aud 3rd section of Bartow
county, Georgia. Levied on and will tie sold
under ami by virtue of a City Court ti. fa. in fa
vor of the McCormick Harvesting Machine Cos. vs
Thomas V. Hargis, as the property of the said
Thomas V. Hargis. Property pointed out by
plaintiff's attorney. Levy made and returned
to me June 28th, Ixß7, by J. W. Williams, Deputy
Sheriff. ‘.#2.88
Also at the same time and place, one undivided
one-half interest in aud to lot of land situated in
tlieclty of Cartersville, Bartow county, Georgia,
being the three and a half acres on the east side
of Stonewall street and is a part of land lot No.
4xi, In the 4th district and 3rd section of said
county, and being the same property deeded
to Emily R. Baker by Caleb Tompkins, being sit
uated thereon one dwelling house and* one con
crete house, tlie same property deeded to defend
ant, Cornelia M. Gennet, by Emily R. Baker on
2Sth of March, ixs7. and recorded in Book “Z,”
page 117, Clerk’s Office superior Court of said
county. Levied on and will lie sold as the prop
erty of Cornelia M. Gennet to satisfy one attach
ment li. fa. from the Justice Court of the 82*2d
District G. M., in favor of Mrs. E. It. Boren vs.
said Mrs. Cornelia M. Gennet, Levy made and
returned to me by F. H. Franklin, L. C. #3 4M
A. M. FRANKLIN, Sheriff.
J. 4V. WILLIAMS, Deputy Sheriff.
Local Legislation.
The following Local Act. fitr Bartow county
will be united for for at the duly Session of the
Legislature: An Act to be entitled an Act to pro
hibit l lie sale of alcohol, mult anil vinous liquors
within three miles of County Line Church in liar
tow county, Ua. TRUSTEES.
Local Legislation.
Notice is hereby given that a hill will be Intro
duceil in the legislature which meets in July next,
the title of which Is as follows: An Act to author
ize an empower M. A. Hardin to close up all pri
vate ways and roads upou his farm in the 17th
district and 3d section of Bartow county, tla.,
and for other purposes. June 23,1887.
jc23-4t __
GEORGIA—Bartow County. To all Whom it
May Concern.
W. R. Ward and R, I, Battle have in the usual
form applied to the undersigned for permanent
letters of administration on the estate of Samuel
Ward, late of said county, deceased, and 1 will
pass upou said application on the First Monday
in September next. This sth July, 1887.
J. A. Howard. Ordinary.
GEORGIA, Bartow County:—
To all whom it may concern: The commission
ers appointed to set apart a twelve months'
support for the three minor children of J. H. Ben
son. deceased, having made their report and the
same is now on tile in my office, and all persons
are hereby notified that if nogoodouuseis show n
to the contrary, same will be allowed and made
the judgment of the Court on the First Monday
in September, 1887. This fitli July, 1887.
J. A. Howard, Ordinary.
GEORGIA—Bartow County:—
To all whom it may concern : The commission
ers appointed to set apart a twelve months' sup
port to Catherine Walker, widow of Juo. H.
Walker, sr.. deceased, having made their report
and the same is now on tile in my ottice, and all
persons are hereby notified that If no good cause
isshovnto the contrary, same will be allowed
ami made the judgment of the Court on t lie First
.Monday in September, 18>7. This sth July. 1887.
J. A. Howard, Ordinary.
GEORGIA —Bartow County;
To all whom it may concern: Whereas John
F. Sproull, executor of Martha Thurmond, de
ceased, represents to the Court in his petition,
duly tiled and entered on record, that he has ful
ly administered said estate. This is therefore to
cite all persons concerned to show cause, if any
tliev can. why said exeunt or should not be dis
ci.urged from his executorship and receive letters
or dismission on the First Monday in October,
l.vs7. Tliis sth July, 1887.
J, A. Howard, Ordinary.
Tax Notice.
The city tax assessors have made and filed
their assessment of real estate in the city, and
the same is in the hands of the undersigned at
the storeof Mays & Moon. All persons interest
ed are required to examine t lie same and tile
their objections, if any they have, before the
may or and aldermen, at the council chamber, on
Tuesday, the lot b day of July. 1887, at !i o'clock
a, in. By order of the mayor and alderrneu.
Sam F. Milam, City (Tk and T. It.
Carternville, July 5, 1887.
Local Legislation.
Notice is given of Intention to apply to the
general assembly, now in session, for the passage
of a bill to be entitled nu Act to allow Seaborn
Nolly, of the county of Bartow, to peddle without
license in any county In this state, and for other
a purposes. J uly 7, 1887.
1 DOUGLAS WIKL *
Remember that you can al ways find the
Best Brands of Flour,
:TIIE FINEST:
Hams
Sugar, Coffee, Teas, Can Goods, Dried Beef,
in fact everything.nice for man to eat. And I also keep
Grain, Hay, Peas, Bran, and Stock Meal
that will certainly make your beasts thrive and grow fat. And it there is anything
you want that I have not got I will get it for you. I also keep staple
DRY GOODS, BOOTS, SHOES and HATS,
all of which I sell at the LOWEST FIGURES. I deliver goods to any part of tho
city free of charge at all hours. I also keep KEROSENE OIL. Give me your trade,
and I will treat you right. Respectfully,
C. T. JONES.
Local Legislation.
Notice having been already given of an inten
tion to apply to the Legislature of Georgia to
convene in July next, for the passage of an Act
to amend an Act entitled an Act to create a
City Court for Bartow County in certain par
ticulars. Notice is hereby given of an intention
by the undersigned to apply to said Legislature
for nn Act further amending said Act by striking
from the 15th section thereof these words to-wit:
"I‘rovlded the parties to said cases agree that
tlie same be transmitted from the Superior to
Hie City Court of said county.”
Jno. H. Wikle,
juKi-30d J. A. Baker.
GEORGIA—Bartow County.
Whereas, T. W. Akin and Jno. W. Akin, execu
tors of Warren Akin, deceased, and ex oflicio ex
ecutors of John Clayton, deceased, represents to
the Court in tln*ir petition, duly filed and entered
oil recorded, that they have fully ad ministered
said Jno. Clayton’s estate. This is therefore to
cite all persons concerned, kindred and creditors,
to show cause, if any they can, why said admin
istrators should not tie discharged from their ad
ministration, and receive letters of dismission
on the first Monday in September, 1887.
J. A. HOWARD, Ordinary.
GEORGIA— Bartow County.
To all whom it may concern : David W, Curry
having, in proper form, applied to me for perm
anent I .utters of Administration on the estate
of Jno. H. Ruekniau. late of said county, this is
to cite all and and singular tlie creditors and
next of kin of Jno. H. Ruckman, to be and ap
pear at my office within the time allowed by law,
and show cause, if any they can, why permanent
Admiustration should not be granted to David
W. Curry on Jno. H. Ruckman's estate.
Witness my hand and official signature, this
(Sth day of June, 1887.
J. A. HOWARD, Ordinary.
GEORGIA —Bartow County.
Whereas. F. M. Durham, administrator of
James C. Young, represents to court in his peti
tion, duly filed and entered on record, that he lias
fully administered James C. Young’s estate. This
is therefore to cite all persons concerned, kindred
and creditors, to show cause, if any they can.
way said administrator should not be discharged
from his administration, and receive letters of
dismission on tlie first Monday in August 1887.
J. A. HOWARD, Ordinary.
GEORIi 1 A—Bartow County.
Whereas, F. M. Durham, administrator of
James Vaughan, represents to the court in his
petition, duly filed and entered on record, that he
lias fully administered James Vaughan's estate.
Tliis is therefore to cite all persons concerned,
kindred and creditors, to show cause, if any
they call, why said administrator skould not be
discharged from his administration, and receive
letters of dismission on the first Monday in Au
gust 1887 J. A. HOWARD. Ordinary,
GEORGIA—Bahtow County.
George H. Gilreatli, Sr., guardian of Jabez
Donald, George Donald and Dora Donald (now
Darby), lias applied to me for a discharge from
liis guardianship of said wards, this is therefore
to notify all persons concerned, to file their ob
jections, it any they have, on or before the First
Monday in August next, else he will be discharg
ed from his Guardianship as applied for. Tliis
22d June, 1887, J. A. HOWARD,
je23-td Ordinary Bartow County.
Legislation Notice.
Notice is hereby given of an attention to apply
to the General Assembly of Georgia, to convene
iu J uly next, for the passage of a Bill to be enti
tled an Act to amend an Act entitled an Act to
establish a City Court in the County of Bartow,
and for other purposes, approved Oct. 10th, 1885.
So as to prohibit the bringing of Suits in said
City Court, which fall within the Jurisdiction of
Justice Courts, and for other purposes. This
June 23, 1887. A. W. FITE.
Citation.
GEOR GI A—B a bto w Cos un ty .
To all whom it may concern:
B. A. I sen an, Administrator of Edmund Culli
nana, deceased, has in due form applied to the
undersigned for leave to sell the lands belonging
to the estate of said deceased, and said appliea
tion will be heard on the first Monday in August,
1887,
Tliis 25th of June, 1887.
J. A, HOWARD,
• jn3ot,l Ordinary.
GEORGIA—Bartow County.
To all whom it may concern: John H. Walker,
jr., has iu due form applied to the undersigned
for permanent letters of administration on the
estate of John H. Walker, sr., late of said couiity,
deceased, find I will pass upon said application
on the first Monday in August, 1887. Given un
der my hand and official signatuie June 28. 18x7.
. 30-td A. HOW ARD, Ordinary,
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A PROPHECY.
Flow light your hand lies on my hairl
Your kiss dispels all trace of care!
And in your dear eyes’ dewy dark
Shines out the lair, unfading spark
Of “love that will not pass away,’’
Of “ love that will abide alway.
You say.
And how you laugh deriding Time,
And say: “Love lives in fadeless primal
And passion deep and pure as ours
Can bid defiance to all powers!"
Ah, me! laugh gu> ly as you may.
You’ll think of this again some day—
tome day!
And then I shall not feel as now.
Your ki>s like halm upon my brow!
I shall not foci your happy hands
Lie on my glad head's golden strands;
For Love—light Love will go away;
“ 'ids Nature's luw’’—or so you 11 say.
Some day!
Yes, I can look within your eves.
So darkened now w,th sad surprise!
And say with clear, unfaltering tongue,,
That Life grows old, but Love itays young.
And when the roses fade and fall
That Love goes too for good and all
For all!
And when that time shall come to me—
Now, mark you, Dear!—lll cease to be!—
And when repentant tears fall hot
Upon pale lips that answer not—
When longing eyes will sadly trace
The care-lines on my death-cold face.
You'll call to mind that woful day
The soul sad w ords that I now say—
Some dav—some day!
—XeUy Mcu shall McAfcc. in Chicago Current.
facet'oface.
A Fact Belated in Seven Well-
Told Fables.
BY IL K. HLANCILI.OV,
Author or “A Great Heiress,” “Quit*
At Last,” “ A Heal Queen.” •* Haul's
Dive,” etc., kxo.
FABLE TIIE EilbsT.—Continued.
“Put up with my land—you! Why—-
it can’t be; it can’t bo. There’s never
been when Leys Croft didn't belong to
a Blackthorn. ’Twouldn’t be in the
nature of things!” he exclaimed, still
half bewildered from such a blow, but
with a glow again in his eyes; the while
Marrish, the mortgagee, sat stern and
stolid, pressing his broad-brimmed
beaver between his knees. “We’ve
owned and farmed Leys Croft, me and
my forebears, for hundreds of years—
thousands, more like—and there isn’t
one of ’em but would turn round and
curse me out of his grave. ’Twould be
worse than being beggar to that old
curmudgeon up in London for me to
give up the land that goes down from
father to son. I say, ’twould be like
King George giving up England to
Boney, if I was to give up Leys Croft to
any but a Blackthorn of the straight
line. My grandfather was born in this
house, like his grandfather before him,
and so was I, and so was my—my girl.
I know every clod in the fields since I
was that high: and to be told I mu•
give up the land! No.”
His voice was prematurely old, but it
trembled rather from a sense of supreme
outrage than from age, and, after al
most breaking down when it spoke of
the girl, it came down upon the “No”
startlingly round and full.
“Well, Tom Blackthorn,” said the
creditor, “you've only got to raise the
money, and Leys Croft is yours as sure
as Welstead’s mine.”
“Welsfcead, indeed—that you bought
for money; as if money could make a
thing a man’s own, like mine’s mine.”
“I’d like to see a better title than
hard cash, though,” said Marrish,
with something distantly akin to a
smile. “The question is—can you
raise a hundred pound?”
“No.”
“Then you must give up the land.”
“No!”
“Then, Tom Blackthorn, you're an
obstinate old fool. And if ’tvvasn’t
you, I’d call a man that won’t take the
only way lie’s got to pay bis good law
ful debts a long way worse name than
fool. Howsoever, the law’s on my
side; you ride over, or walk over to
Ilunchester, and ask Lawyer Lake, and
learn for six-and-eightpcnce, if you’ve
got it, what I tell you for nothing at
all. You are an unlucky devil, Tom
Blackthorn; but that’s no call why the
piper's to be paid by me.”
“Ah! Y r ou've come to turn me and
my girl out oft house and home?”
“I’ll have to foreclose on Leys Croft.
That was the bond.”
The broken-down yeoman, whose land
was the core of his heart, gulped down
a hard sob, took down Iris hat from a
peg and put it on, armed himself with
a tough walking-stick out of a corner,
and then, from the depth of a drawer,
lished up a big key, which he handed to
his creditor. “Good-bye, Enoch Mar
risk,” said he, without looking him in
the face. “I can’t shake bauds, but—”
He strode towards the door.
“What’s this for?” axked Marrish,
lingering tlie key. “Where are you off
to now?”
“Off the land that isn't mine—that’s
all. I’m going to fetch Patience; and
then we’ll go.”
“Go! Where?”
“What’s that to you?”
“Of all the obstinate old fools! I’ve
got to foreclose yet; and if I hadn’t,
there’s no call to turn out as if the house
was afire—”
“And do you think,” said Blackthorn,
facing round aud looking him full in tlie
face: “I’ll sleep another night on the
place I’ve sold for a mess of pottage?
I'll find the lee of a haystack some
where off the land for my lass; and—
but that’s naught to you. If you was a
Blackthorn, you’d understand. I’ll put
you to no expense nor trouble. I’ll
carry away just my stick, and the
clothes I stand in, and the girl. She's
mine. But I won't carry off out of
Leys Croft so much as the muck on my
boots; I’ll wipe them clean by the gate
on the Four-Acre; and—”
“Come, Tom—if you’d only hear a
man out, instead of being such an ob—
’Tis true I can’t afford to go without
money or land; these war times are
cruel hard. I can’t; but—l will!”
“What?” cried Blackthorn, facing
round again.
“I will. That’s what I say. I’ll take
Patience instead of both of ’em
there.”
“You'll take Patience!” exclaimed
the poor old fellow, amazed and bewil
dered once more.
“Ay—without a penny!” said Mar
rish. And well he might say so, if he
meant it, for without getting his full
pennyworth Farmer Marrish, of Wel
stead, had never been known to do a
mortal thing. He had always been a
model man of business; up before tlie
bird, nay, even before the worm, and
early to bed, only for the sake of saving
candles in those hard times. He had
played ant to Tom Blackthorn's grass
hopper. lie had scraped together
penny by penny, pound by pound, tield
by held, until, as now, he could add
farm to farm; and always in xucli wise
that be had earned the nickname of
“Miser Marrish” at Ilunchester, the
market town, where he was as well
known on Thursdays as the parson on
Sundays. The idea of him saddling
himself, at Ids time of life, with a pen
niless lass from a boarding-school, who
came, to boot, from such a wastrel
stock as the Blackthorns, was incred
ible. No wonder the girl’s own father
was bewildered aud amazed.
“You'll take my Patience!” he ex
claimed again, with open eyes.
“Look here, Tom Blackthorn. Per
haps it may look odd, but I'd sooner
have that lass to wife without a penny
than ever another with a thousandj
pound. It may seem like a fool's
whim; but it's mine. I've watched
Patience grow up from her cradle, as
one may say; and ever since she last
came home from school I said to my
self, that’s the lass for me.”
“Bless my soul alive!”
“Ay, ’tis true. You needn’t be afraid
I can t keep a wife, though she does
come from a boarding-school. I’m not
a rich man by any sort of means: but
I'm a hard-working honest yeoman,
that isn’t likely to go begging or bor
rowing. anv more than he s like to go
stealing. I don’t keep hunters, nor
dogs, nor company that’s worse than
dors, to eat one out of house and home
and then to turn their tails when the
cupboard’s bare. I farm my own land,
and pay no rent; and you know me, and
if you don’t, you ask Ilunchester Old
Bank or Lawyer Lake, and see what
they say of Enoch Marrish, of Welstead.
I'ni not rich, but I'm warm enough for
two.”
“Bless my soul alive! Does the girl
know?”
“A girl isn’t blind to a chap’s sweet
ness on her I suppose—eh?’
“Why, you’re old enough to be her
father, mau!”
“No, no. Not so bad as that. A
man’s as old as he feels, and I'm one of
the wiry ones that are old young, and
young old. Besides, it’s bad for a lass
to be married lo a young tom fool that
dout know' his own mind. 1 know mine.
I love Patience; and—you’d best keep
the land.”
“Well, I’m—”
What he was. Farmer Blackthorn
failed to say. He certainly could not
help seeing that he was being asked to
sell Patience for Leys Croft. But then
that a hard and grasping man like
Enoch Marrish should find Patience
Blackthorn worth buying at such a
price was very wonderful, nay, a very
fiattcring thing. He loved his daughter;
he did not like Marrish—who can like
a creditor that appeals to the law? But
the land—the land! If he loved Pa
tience with all his heart, he loved the
land with all his soul. It was his relig
ion; though the land might ruin him ho
loved it, not merely as one loves a good
and dutiful daughter, but as a mother
loves a scapegrace son.
And suppose. Patience .did or could
like Marrish well enough to be his wife,
would it not be best all round? Tlie
Blackthorns had always held their
heads high, and a Marrish was —well,
certainly not a Blackthorn. Enoch was
the first of the family who had held land
of his own, while ancient deeds showed
that there were Blackthorns, of Leys
Croft, farming their own fields before
the time of the Tudors. But still,
Farmer Marrish was a sound man—a
safe man, nay, a rich man, though he
did not call himself so. He contrived
to raise good crops, somehow, in the
worst years, and, what was more, he
made not only wheat but money breed.
Why should not Patience Blackthorn
become Mrs. Marrish, if she pleased ?
And then the land—was it not her
duty, as a Blackthorn, to save the land?
And there was, indeed, no other way;
for the owner of Leys Croft had raised
every penny he could find, owed more
than he had spent, and had spent every
penny he could raise.
“It all depends on the lass—all on
the lass,” said he, after a long pause,
and a battle with himself that could
have only one end. “She’ll be some
where about the place; we’ll see what
she’ll say to it, poor thing.”
“Poor thing?”
“You musn’t mind what I say, neigh
bor. What with one tiling and another
—what with the shame of being kicked
by the old man in London for a beggar,
and what with your talk of losing Ley#
Croft, and what with your wanting Pa
tience, my all of a twirl.”
“ You’ll let me have her, then?"
“ Ay.”
li.
It was not a second between Stephen
Harlow’s “ Oh!” and his appearance in
the shed, where he found Patience no
longer at the window, but pushing at
her saw, which, wearied out at last with
such usage, utterly refused to move.
“ Patience! What are you doing?”
cried he.
“Oh, it is you!” said she. “But
don’t hinder me, for goodness’ sake.
I’m at work, you see.”
“Come, Patience,” he said, taking
her hand in spite of its occupation, and
holding it too. “That isn’t the way to
welcome an old friend—and I haven’t
seen you for years!’ ’
“ Only one! What ought Ito do?”
“ Why, you ought—l ought—” He
looked as if he knew very well what
ouirht to be done; but he refrained.
“Wliat are you doing with that saw?”
“Making anew gate-post Ours is
broke, across the Home Croft, and we
don't want to pasture other folk’s
cows. ’ ’
“ You—making a gate-post? Where’#
Giles?”
“ Oh, Giles! He’s left us weeks ago.
There, Stephen —do let go my hand; I
sha’n't have done by bedtime —”
“ That you won’t I’ll go after one
of the men—”
“ No. Don’t do that Father
wouldn't be pleased—”
“ Stuff’ and nonsense, Patience!”
“Oh, please don’t!” prayed she.
“The truth is, there’s no men to find.”
“ No men to find!”
“ No. We’ve given up keeping
men—and a good thing, too. ’Twould
be a shame, indeed, to keep a lot of
idle, useless men about a place when
father’s got a grown-up girl— of course,
’tvvas different when I was a child,”
“ A farm —without hands! Patience
—what does this mean? What has
happened while I have been away?
What have I come back to find?”
“ Why, Stephen, liow scared you
look at one!” she said with a smile—
and though I have said she was not a
pretty girl, I retract my words humbly,
seeing her with Stephen Harlow’s eyes;
and all tlie more, since her voice was
as light and as sweet as a girl’s can be.
He liad come two hundred miles to
hear that voice and to see that smile;
and now they made him afraid, she
looked so fragile, and yet so brave.
“ You find —me, and you’ll find father,
too. ’ ’
He took the saw from her hand, and,
in a minute, had done the rough work
that had taken her two wasted hours.
“Now,” said he, “you’re free to
talk. Don’t tell me that you’ve got
rid of your men because there’s no
need.”
“ I think—l think—we must hare
just one man—to saw. Oh, Stephen,
how did jou do that so fast? Then,
there’s use in those teeth after all?”
“ Are you going on without maids,
too?”
“Of course. When a farmer’s got a
grown-up girl, what does he want with
a parcel of maids? That would be a
shame!”
“ Who milks tho cows?”
“I do. At least —I shall. We’re
not keeping cows, just now. I’m sorry
you have to do without cream. On, I
do love work, Stephen! It's ever so
much better than music and French
and the use of the globes —I never could
make out the use of the glol.es; could
you? I like to fool useful; it’s the best
fun in the word.”
“Palieiice. You can’t cheat me.
You’re going to cry.”
“I’m not. And* it's because I’ve
p'nched myself with the saw. Cry!
Stephen—how dare you say I'm going
to cry?”
“You’ve hurt yourself with that con
founded saw! Give me your hand—”’
“No. 1 haven’t hurt myself—indeed,
I haven’t; that was only—fun, you
know. Don’t look at me! I will cry,
if you do. Don’t I know I’ve made my
self look like I don’t know what with
trying to saw that wood? la it Millport
manners to look at a girl when she isn’t
tit to be seen?”
“Anyhow, to look at yon is what T ve
come from Millport to do said he.
“Patience. Pm going to take your hand
—so; and lam going to look into your
eyes. Just think what l feel about you
—and yours. Your father is my best
friend. He’s made a man of me; what
ever I'm ever to be for good 1 owe to
him. I m his, heart and hand. And
I'm yours —you know how. And yet
you won’t even tell me when he's in
trouble, so that I may help him all I
know T how.”
Patience Blackthorn had been in
many minds since she had lirst heal'd
her old playfellow s voice at the gate.
At tir.'t she had meant to be saucy, just
to punish him for nothing; then she had
meant (with her Blackthorn pride) to
brazen out the poverty at Levs Croft
before the young man who had only
seen it rich "and flourishing; then some
thing in his masterful way forbade her
to be anythin'? but angry with herself
for crying. If he had never come she
would not have shed a tear, even had
she sawn through her wrist instead of
the log; but, he being there with his
strength, she might be a girl again, and
sit down and cry—not so unhappily as
it might seem.
“Poor father!” said she. *T don't
understand things—they didn't come
into music nor the globes—but they’re
gone all wrong ever since—l think—-
ever since you went away. We've had
to sell all the stock for a song; and last
harvest was just terrible; and we can't
pay the men their wages from week to
week, and so they have to go; Giles,
that might have stuck to us, and all
It don't so much matter to me, because
I'm young and strong, and it’s dread
ful to think of all the time I’ve lost:
but there’s father, he’s not strong and
he’s not young. You’ll be sorry to so a
how he’s got to look. I'm trying to
keep things going with my own hands;
I'm trying hard; nut—there, you see 1
can’t even get a stick of wood in two.
’Tis but a poor welcome we can give
you this time, Stephen —”
“Good God! You mean-ruin! But
your brother Dick—where’s be?”
“Don't ask me that, Stephen!” she
cried. “ Don't let father hear his name!
We—don't know."
“ Patience! Why, you loved him
better than your father, and your father
almost better than you!”
“lie’s not done anything wrong,
Stephen—you musn't think that; Dick
couldn’t do anything wrong if ho
tried—but father fancies so; and that’s
been the worst of all. He could have
fought through, if Dick had stayed;
but he’s not even let him be named
since he went away. Oh, Stephen, I’d
just die of gladness ii you could find
out what’s become of Dick, and bring
him home. And for father to think
his own son Dick has been to blame—
that’s nigh too bad to bear.”
Stephen said nothing all at once; for
he had reasons of his own, based on old
acquaintance, for feeling no assurance
that Dick Blackthorn’s disappearance
was likely to be so altogether.blameless
as Patience believed. Dick's farming
had always been pretty much confined
to the sowing of the wild oat, and no
doubt he was reaping the harvest But
he could not say a word to lassen Dick Is
sister’s faith in her dear scapegrace; so
he held his tongue.
Ilis left hand was still holding her
right, from which the saw had fallen;
and how could his right arm fail to find
out her waist, while she who was dearer
to him thau the whole world was pour
ing into his ear a tale of trouble that
made his heart bleed? And then the
tears in her eyes; they made his own
eyes swim. * Nor did it seem in the lea-t
wonderful, or even strange, that proud
Patience Blackthorn should let the arm
stay where it had stolen. He was just
conscious of her weakness —she of his
strength; both felt that play-time had
gone by. “Poor darling!” whispered
he; so low, that she heard it with her
heart rather than with her ears; and
the arm tightened its hold. “It is time
I came, indeed!”
“ You won’t believe anything wrong
of Dick?” asked she.
“I love everything that belongs to
you,” said lie, “Dick and all. Do you
know why I’m here to-day?”
“Because you couldn’t tind anything
better to do? ’
“To ask your father—who’s been
more than father to me, God bless him!
—if he’ll let me be twice his son; and
he’ll want one, now Dick’s gone. I’m
but a blacksmith’s boy, and you’re
Miss Blackthorn, of Leys Croft; 1 know
Jill that; but I'm Stephen Harlow, too,
means to be a big man some day,
;\;.-d is on the high road so to be. I was
g-./ing to dare to ask him when I thought
him as rich as Dives, Patience—there;
so see if I don’t dare ask him now ! 1
didn’t mean to see you first; but I don’t
mind — Will you be my wife. Patience,
just to give your father a son, anl bo
eusc I love you so dear?”
They stood already as close as if they
were plighted lovers; aud Patience had
no excuse for not reading the love that
*trcnmcd from his eyes into hers. Iler
breath quickened and her cheek flushed,
aud it must have been minutes that they
thus stood in that broken shed, full of
rubbish, reading one another’s eyes, and
without a spoken word.
But— “ Will you?” ho asked at
last
No answer.
“Do you love me?”
If he had wanted a spoken “Yes” he
would have been a fool. Was not her
hand still in his; her waist still 'held by
his arm; her eyes beginning to shine,
like April, through her tears.
This lirst kiss had been the ambition
of liis life—and it had come.
“Patience! Patience! Whatever come
of the lass?” suddenly broke a well
knowm voice through the lovers’ dream.
“Patience! I want you—como here!”
“It’s father!” she whispered, flut
tered. and half afraid.
“All the better, darling!” said Stephen.
“I'll ask him now, ten times as bold.
Give me your hand, and we’ll go to him
together—so.”
He led her so out of the shed into
the sunshine. And thus not only Far
mer Blackthorn, but Farmer Marrish
also, saw Stephen and Patience coming
toward them hand in hand. Patience’s
liaud struggled a little, bird-like,
free, seeing that her father had com
pany. But Stephen held it lirm. Mill
port had rubbed oil' his shyness long
ago; and, indeed, he would have been
glad if all the world could hear what
he had to say. For he felt like a con
quercr, laurel-crowned. It was only a
heart he had conquered; but did Alex
ander ever conquer so much, umong all
his worlds.
“I've come back again—like the bad
penny, you see, farmer,” he said, for
getting even to notice how much his old
patron had change,!. “I'd have come
straight to the house; but as Mr. Mur
rish wanted to see you lirst, I've told
Patience what I came to tell you—and
—and Patience will be my wife, farmer
—if \ ou'll have me for a son.”
The two farmers exchanged looks—
one bewildered; the other, a glance
that can ouly be likened to the sudden
flaming of a glowing coal. But neither
said a word.
[to be continued.]
—The trial of a faro dealer in Wash
ington Territory terminated in a wed
ding. In that Territory women serra
on juries. Iu the ease in question six
men and six ladies were selected to try
the case. James Mitchell aud Susie
Thompson met for the first time in the
jury box. There was a proposal and
an acceptance. The ouly unhappy per
son in the case was the accused—ho
Was convicted.— Denver Tribum,.
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FORTI’NE FINDERS.
The Luck ol Some New Orleans Men in
the June Drawingof The Louisiana
State Lot terry.
About noon on Wednesday three men
stephd into the private offiice of The
Louisiana State Lottery Company, and
their smilling faces betrayed their errand."
They were John W. Tenny, an engineer,
and Charles Dennis and John Moran,
watchmen, all three at present in Gov
ernment employ, the latter on board the
[’united States Government boat Gen
eral Newton, and Tenny is engineer of
the Ruby, the boats now lying near the
Exposition grounds, preparing for a trip
to the Atclmfalaya.
Dennis had a twentieth of the ticket
which won the #300,000 prize, rolled up
carelessly between his fingers. lie
straightened it out on the table, and
said:
“There it is boys; we’ve got it.’’
“You see,” said Dennis, “this is a com
bined. We each buy aticketevery month,
form a pool, and divide the profits. We
have been buying tickets for several
years, and at last we struck it.”
“It was his ticket that did the busi
ness, said Tenny. “Moran and 1 bought
ours, but Dennis did not have a chance
to go down town, lie finally asked a
friend of his to bring him up a dollar
ticket. Dennis got his dollar ticket,
and put it in the pool. 1 thought no
more of it until the morning after the
drawing. I had the blues, but when I
saw the Picayune—you can guess the
rest. There on top of the column were
the figures 52,749, and opposite them
the #300,000 prize. That is our number,
and so Dennis Moran and I told the boss
that we had important business down
town, and here we are,”
“What are you going to do with the
money?” asked the reporter,
“This is in confidence. We intend to
deplete our financies considerably by
having a good time, and after that we
may go back to work just the same as
ever. In fact we mav not quit work at
all.”
Just then a check for the money they
had one was brought to them, and the
trio departed rejoicing. Dennis is from
county Clare, Ireland, 38 years of
age, has been in America since childhood, 1
and in New Orleans for five years. One j
of the first habits he acquired was .to buy 1
a lottery ticket monthly, and now he is
glad he did it, Moran is an Orleans bred
and born. Tenny is from North Carolina,
and says it is the first time helms had his
name in the papers. All three are un
married, and jolly good fellows.
The little office had not been vacated
when came in another caller. It was let
ter-carrier P. J. Mooney without his uni
form. Mooney had found his luck at last
and he had found it with a dollar ticket
in the June drawing of the Louisana
State Lottery Company. He is a na i e
of New Orleans, 27 years of age, is mar
lied, and lives with his family at 420
Crsulines street. In 1884. Postmaster
Merchant appointed him to curry mail
and he was retained under the Democrat
ic administration.
Mooney did not believe much in lot
tery. He bought one ticket for a dollar
and won nothing. This confirmed his
belief or rather lack of it. A few days
before the Junedrawing liedetermined to
try again; among the five tickets he
bought wjis one bearing tho magic fig
ures, 52,749. They were magic to him
for they opened the gates of fortune in a
day and made him comparatively a rich
man. Mooney bought his tickets two
days before the drawing, and when he
saw the Picayune on Wednesday morn
ing his joy can well be imagined—No'
52,749 had won the #3000,090. prize.
Mooney sa.vs he will invest his money
I anil carry his mail bag with a lighter
heart.
There wereno othercapital prize holders
who called that day, the other fractions
being held in distant parts of the coun
try, but the reception of smaller holders
continued until the doors were closed,
tickets were presented and cashed, and
the June drawing had been a lucky one
for many. No matter iu what mood the
callers came, they all departed smiling.—
New Orleans (La.) Picayune, June 18th
1887.
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