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i f x - nines Sentinel.
JOSHUA JONES, PUBLISHER.
VOL. 1.
Echoes.
1 heard beyond the hills a clear voice ring¬
ing.
And rocky heights the tones were backward
fliBging,
Each airy summit towering there
Gave forth au answering sound;
And yet so changed it was by oft repeating,
Itsoemed some othor self had caught the
greeting
And tossed it back with mocking air
And hurried, leaping bound.
I heard a word of gossip, lightly falling,
A little word, but gone beyond recalling,
So swift from lip to lip it flow,
• Caught in tho social gale;
But when the echoing sound came backward
stealiug
Each voice had added somewhat in reveal¬
ing.
So that a listener scarcely knew
The author of the tale.
—Anna B. Patten, in Boston Transcript.
An Incentive to Effort.
“Of course you will have a good
time; I roilizethat just as well as
anybody. What do you take me
for?” And blythe,kind-hearted Marion
Harris finished tying her head up with
a napkin preparatory to the morning’s
sweeping, which she invariably in¬
sisted upon doing, much to the disgust
of her sisters.
“But, Marion ; just reflect, What
will folks think? You ought to have
respect enough for ma to do as she
desires—not to mention the obedience
which as a daughter you ow„e her. You
know jushas well as I do that every¬
body will say that you stayed at home
just to keep pa company; and the
heartlessness of tho Harrises will have
to be dilated upon, as it has often been
before, just on account of your obsti¬
nate capers. ” And Miss Belle Harris
turned from the contemplation of tho
little figure in evident disgust.
“That’s so, is it?” laughed Marion,
with a defiant twirl of the broomstick.
“Well, let’s give Mrs. Grundy credit
lor telling the truth, then. The Har¬
ris family is a heartless family. Some¬
times I have been puzzled with that
family myself, albeit, I am a member
of it* It has never happened since I
was old enough to remember, that
father has had a week’s leisure in the
summer; and yet the dear old fellow
is left to take care of himself from
June until October, one-third of every
year, with as little remorse as though
he were a dog to whom a bone could
be tossed, instead of the precious hus¬
band and father we all know him to
be. By the powers! If ever I get a
husband I’ll never leave him, or let
him leave him; and then father can
come and live with us. There is one
thing certain, whatever happens, I re¬
main at home! So now, please va¬
mose, and allow your younger sister
the privilege of kicking up a dust. ”
Harmon Laight told me the other
day, that he had decided to accom¬
pany our party wherever it determined
ito go this season. So just see w hat
you will miss by your obstinacy.
“Humph, miss!—miss what? A cane
—a stale operatic criticism—a ‘Bon
jour, Miss Harris.’ If I don’t have a
rest it will be because I have lost my
senses. ”
“And do yon mean to tell me yon
don’t like Harmon?" put in her sister,
apparently a little surprised.
“I conceive of a Harmon
Laight who would b9 absolutely glo¬
rious—a man one could love to death
—a bright, spiritualized, earnest
reality. And now the broom forgot
to twirl, and the little dimity-covered
head, with a wave of her deliciously
golden hair peeping out from its im¬
maculate prison-house, leaned dreami¬
ly again ' the handle of the dust-rais¬
ing weapon, and continued:
“I wouldn’t give a fig for a man
who isn’t maniy. I believe I hate
fashionable men, anyhow; bnt there
is something about Harmon Laight
that few men possess, and I’m blessed
if I know what to call it Sometimes
it appeals to me like the essence of j
THE WILL OF THE PEOPLE IS THE SUPREME LAW.
Four ss A., FRIDAY. NOVEMBE! 1. ISDsY
nobility, and thou it makes mo sad to
note the bad effects of a bad educa¬
tion. I think that the good that was
born in him has been almost entirely
obscured, from the fashionable super¬
ficial and conventional training he has
received from his haughty mother,
and the false life he has been com¬
pelled to live. I have wished for
more than a year that he was some
relative of mine, so that I could give
him a piece of my mind.”
“What little sense you had to begin
with has taken leave entirely, I see.
I like Harmon just as he is. Ho is
hnudsome, intelligent, perfectly an
fait in the ways of tho beau moude,
nnd refreshingly good natured. Why,
a woman could scold away all day at
Harmon Laight, and he’d never think
of such a tiling as talking back ! And
better than all, he is to inherit heaps
of money.”
“I wish that old uncle he is eternally
talking about would leave every dime
of liis money to somebody else; just
push Hannon out iuto the cold. I
believe it would bo tho making of
him. But, come now ; make tracks or
I shan’t get my work done today. One
thing is sure, as Harmon Laight
stands today in true manliness and in¬
tellection, to a sensible woman he cun
be nothiug more nor less than a bore.”
And with this parting shot, the broom
was set in actual motion, and Bella, in
order to save her fair hair from the de¬
filement of dust, was forced to retreat
ignominously. Just at that moment,
young gentleman, in a white suit,
with a face upon which consternation
and disappointment were both written
might have been seen passing steal¬
thily ont the hall door of the Harris’
brown stone mansion, walking quickly
and shamefacedly away. This was
Harmon Laight. Finding the door
ajar, and being on intimate terms
with the family, he had passed quietly
in, intending to surprise them; but
up to this time the surprise had been
quite a one-sided affair.
“This beats the Dutch!” he mut¬
tered, after a corner or tw r o had been
turned, and he felt himself in safe dis¬
tance from the enemy’s camp. “This
is a shower bath I little expected; but
every word is as true ns the Gospel;
and the worst of it is I have always
realized it. Jerusalem ! what is a fel¬
low in such a fix to do? I can never
look the girl in the face again until I
have resolved upon something.
Twenty-four years old, and never did
a day’s work in my life! not because I
was too lazy to work, but because my
lady mother considered all labor ig¬
noble ; and the consequence is, I am a
laughing stock for sensible people as
fools. I’ll go at something ! see if I
don’t, Harmon Laight! if it is nothing
more exalted than carrying mortar.
There is one thing I am thankful for,
that she believed there was a spark of
good in me. ‘The essence of nobility,’
she called it. An essence now without
flavor! I’ll give it an odor yet, if it
be as common as the odor of the es¬
sence of peppermint!” And more an¬
noyed than he ever dreamed it possible
he could become, Harmon Laight
locked himself in his room, and gave
himself up to earnest thought. One
result of this self-communion was a
letter received by Marion the follow¬
ing day which ran after this style:
“Miss Marion—You have awakened
me to a humiliating sense of my real
character. I have always been aware
of my mental and moral deformity,
but until now have lacked the proper
incentive to healthy and honest action.
Bid m God speed my friend ! I shall
never again enter your presence until
I feel in some degree worthy your
notice; and have rubbed out, I trust,
the singularly expressive and truthful
title of ‘bore.’ In all kindness,
Harmon Laight.”
“That accounts for the hall door
being open yesterday. He must have
overheard evory word I said. ” And
Marion re-read the little note, while
a tear trembling among the brown
lashes, and a quiver of the arched lip,
almost gave the lietoMarion's deelar
ation of “I’m glad of it.”
“I should have said this to his face
nnd more kindly,” she murmured.
“I have heard queer news of Har
mou Laight. today,” said Mr. Harris
to his daughter, as they sat at tho tea
table alone, a few days after the above
occurrence, the family having de¬
parted for Saratoga. “He sturts for
California on Saturday. ‘Going into
business,’ his friends say. ‘Going to
work,’ he says. The idea of associat¬
ing labor with that hot house plant is
too ridiculous for anything," and the
old gentlemen laughed heartily. “His
uncle Ralph read me a letter today he
hud received from the foolish follow,
which proves conclusively to me that
he has lost whatever little sense ho
had, to begin with. He declined the
honor of being his uncle’s heir,bogged
him to do some good with his money
while he was living,suggested the plan
of establishing a training school for
girls. Very good letter; but, good
gracious,so confoundedly impractical!
But what the dickens is the matter
with you?
Marion was sobbing.
“Oh, father, there is lots of good in
him, but I have driven him from his
homo.” And Marion, sitting upon her
father’s knee, gave him a detailed ac¬
count of the affair.
“Humph !” muttered the old gen¬
tleman, holding his pet child at arm’s
length. “I hope my little girl will
make sensible choice of tho man she
takes for better or worse.”
“What father?” and Marion wiped
away the tears and looked her parent
full in the face.
■. That’s what I said child,and that’s
what 1 mean. It is a little strange
that you should have dived deep
enough with that fellow to have dis¬
covered the little spark of good hidden
under the crust; but love is very cute.
I shall lose you one of these days,,”
“Nonsense, father,” was all sho
could say.
A year passed. Letters came oc¬
casionally from the wanderer. He was
doing well; always sent kind remem¬
brances to Marion. Wrote hopefully
and with an earnestness and force
which alarmed his lady mother ex¬
ceedingly. Another summer rolled
around with its sunshine and flowers.
The Harris family, with the exception
of Marion and her father, were again
at Saratoga.
“Just one year today,” said Alar
ion, “I stood, broom in hand, pitch¬
ing into Belle and Harmon, and the
dirt, all at the same time. Poor Har¬
mon 1”
“Miss Marion, a gentleman to see
you,” and the servant opened the
door.
“Harmon!” and down went tho
broom, and utterly forgetful of bare
arms and head, Marion gave him both
her hands.
“Marion, you darling little house¬
hold angel! tell me you believe in
me. Trust me, and then I will assure
you I am worthy of that trust”
A little cough, a big bunch in the
throat, a frantic effort to swallow it,
and this incentive to manly effort
burst into tears, and—well, Harmon
took her in his arms and kissed her,
just as any other sensible man would I
have done. j
They were married a month ago, !
and father Harris is spending the sum
mer at their residence on Long Island, j
—New York News.
[
Supremity of Greatness. |
Willie—An’what did Clawence do
when Bob Slugard kicked him?
Algy—He simply'said: “Gweat men
are not sensitive to cwiticism,” and ,
walked swiftly away.—Tit-Bits. j
> Smuggling.
j
| It is curious to see how many good
people engage iu smuggling with an
! ease of conscience that is astonishing.
Good church members would feel that
they were unredeemed indeed and
| willful took small “partners red apple in the from fall” the if fruit they
a
| stand. They wrestle mightily with a
j ; temptation to use a postage stamp
1 from a friend’s desk whou a guest in
the house and given the freedom of
the desk for correspondence. They
might use costly stationery ad libitum
and split a ■ ol 1 pen without u qualm
of conscience ; but whore is the man
or woman of every-day respectability
who would fail to produce two copper
cents and oiler it on the shrine of eon
| science for using a postago stamp?
Yet those same good folk tondor-soulod
in other matters, will smuggle with
alacrity, and cheat, and lie, and swin
! die Uncle Ham with a smiling light
hearteduess that is inexplicable.
As every one of the steamers ap¬
proaches her wharf the passengers up
pear, one by one, before tbo oflioersof
the United States government to ask
and answer questions concerning the
contents of their trunks. The ques¬
tions are simple, the amount of goods
allowed by law not altogether nig¬
gardly, yet hundreds and thousands of
people lit; with the greatest facility,
conceal costly dutiable purchases and
openly bribe the customs officers.
“None of the big people who come
homo let those horrid officers go
through their trunks and tumble up
their things. Just give any one of
them $10 and you can have your trunk
sent up to your hotel untouched, and
you need not wait for it, either.”
This frank statement on the part of
n traveler is an example of the atti¬
tude often taken. Hut there are still
some people who recognize the old
fashioned principle that a law is a
law, that to evudo it is criminal, and
“slip a bill into a customs officer’s j
hand” is corruption of one’s self and
bribery of the man.—Boston Tran¬
script.
Fads in Ships.
Fads in shipbuilding scorn to date j
from the seventeenth century, when a ,
Dutch merchant gave orders for a :
vessel to be constructed for him like ;
the pictorial representations of Noah's
ark. The shipping folk in tho town
where he resided jeered at him for his
eccentric idea, but when the cruft was
completed and she was found capable
of carrying a third more cargo than
their owners’ ships, and no extra men
were required to work her, the laugh
changed sides, l’robably this is the
only instance on record of a “fad”
turning out successful when put to a
practical test. I
In 1814 William Doncaster patented !
what he described as being “the first
hydrostatic ship which has ever ap¬
peared upon the habitable globe.” It
consisted of five pontoons, sharp
pointed, to divide the displaced water
so that she would rise well to the
waves. Four water wheels were fixed
fore and aft, between pontoons cine
and two and four and five, through
which tho water ran to propel tho ves¬
sel. This invention, as might readily
be imagined, proved to be of no nse
whatever. —Chambers’s Journal.
Murdered With a Rose.
Death is at all times terrible when
it falls remorselesnly and violently !
upon a child, and its terrors are not
softened though smothered in the !
odor of a rose. It is difficult to ac- ;
count for the strange fancy of the
poetical assassin of an infant, who ;
was found near Lower Suydenham ;
road by a laborer named Parr. In
stead of using blows or simple neglect
leading to starvation the person placed
a rose in the child’s mouth, and the
helpless one lost its breath in the
fragrance of the sweetest flower of
summer.—London Telegraph.
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