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The Victory of the Vanquished.
Granted the odds are against us; granted we
enter the field,
When Fate has fought and conquered, broken
our sword and shield.
What then? Shall we ask for quarter, or say
that our work is done?
Say, rather, a greater glory is ours if the field
be won!
’Tis war with the wrong of years,—with
prejudice), prid s and hate:
Against the world’s decree, and the frown of
an evil fa!e.
But even if hope should fail us, still we may
do and dare;
At least there is left tho courage born of the
soul’s despair.
A crown to the one who wins! and the worst
is r.nly a grave,
And somewhere—-omewhere still, a reward
awaits the brave.
A broken shield without, but a hero’s heart
within,
And held with a hand of steel, the broken
sword may win!
— Youth's Companion,
THE DEACON’S GIRLS.
HY HELEN KOKKE 8 T GRAVES.
“I never saw any one alter so much in
my life,” said Oran'ther Allen, ‘There
wasn’t a prettier girl than Deborah Hale
all the country through, tea years ago,
and now look at her!”
Gran’ther Allen was smoking his pipe
out on the porch, where the morning
glories, trained to strings, made a pret¬
ty stenciling of light and shade on the
floor.
Ilis wife, a hearty old woman, with a
complexion like a rosy Spitzenberg ap¬
ple, had just come to the door.
The Allens kept the postoffice, but
here in Pumpkin town the mail-coach
passed through only twice a week, and
the Thursday letters were all sorted
over and dealt out to their owners long
ago.
On the other side of the wide, maplc
shadtd read stretched the well-painted
fences and thrifty out buildings of the
Hubbard Farm, and it was of Mrs. Elias
Hubbard, the deacon’s second wife, that
Gran’ther Allen spoke.
“I reckon,” said Mrs. Allen, “that
she has a pretty hard scramble of it.
Deacon Ilubbard he don’t Lclieve in
keeping no hired help, and them three
step-darters, I sort o’ reckon they ain’t
easy to manage.”
i i Milly ain't bad-lieartcd,” observed
Gran’ther Allen.
4 i No, ami no more ain’t Abby; and
little Esther she loves Mrs. Hubbard as
if she had been her own mother, But
the deacon he squeez s every cent afore
lie pays it out. If Deborah was a hired
help, she'd get wages, but I guess she
don’t see tho color of much money ns
things is now. ”
While tho old postmaster and his wife
were thus discussing the private affairs
of the handsome, white-painted farm¬
house opposite, the dwellers therein were
greatly rejoicing over a certain piece of
luck which had befallen them, in the
shape of a bequest from a certain ancient
grand-uncle, who seemed to have over¬
looked tho necessity for dying until
now.
lie had left fifty dollars each to Milli¬
ccnt, Abigail and Esther Ilubbard and
each was discussing how she should
spend this financial windfall.
“Better put it in the savings bank,
gals,” said Deacon Hubbard, sagely.
“But it was left to us to spend as we
pleased, father,” pleaded Abigail, a
handsome, red-cheeked girl, with very
black hair and eye* of the shallow, glit¬
tering ebon of a g’.ass bea l. “I should
so like a crimson cashmere gown.”
“No, Abby, uo,” said Millicent,
•whose style of beauty was decidedly that
of Titian’s Fornar.ua. “A gown in
deed, to be worn out and done with!
Now is the chance, if ever, for a
piano.”
“A—piano!” Abby uttered the
woids with a gasp, “But fifty dollars
wouldn't buy a piano.”
“A hundred and fifty would go far
toward it on the instalment plan, and
out of the egg and butter and straw¬
berry money we could eusily manage the
rest,” explained Millicent.
The deacon stroked his chin thought
O
fully. In his estimation a piano was
the most frivolous of all things, yet
there was something in Milly’s business¬
like way of putting the question that
gratified his paternal instincts.
“The girl knows what she’s talking
•bout,” he said to himself.
“Oh, Milly, wouldn’t that bo splen¬
did?” ecstatically cried out Abby, danc¬
ing up and down. “Where would you
buy it—at Downes’ store!”
“No, I’d send direct to Bridge
port,” said Millicent, who was evidently
the. master spirit of the tw T o. “Downes
would liave less variety, and he’d charge
more into the bargain, I will write to¬
night if you think best, Abby.” '
“But what does Esther say?”
il Esther will say just as we do, of
course.”
Esther Hubbard, the youngest and
quietest of the three, was busy in paring
apples for a certain favorite pudding of
the deacon’s. #
Her eyes were cast down, her cheeks
flushed.
< 4 No,” she said, in a low voice, “I
can’t join in the piano project, girls.
I’m very sorry, but—I’ve spent my
money.”
Deacon Hubbard dropped his news¬
paper, and stared over the tops of his
spectacle glasses.
The girls gave a little start.
“Already?” cried Abby.
“But that’s nonsense!” said Milly.
“You couldn’t, you know. You haven’t
been anywhere.”
At this moment there was a myster¬
ious bumping sound on tlio doorstep—a
knock—the entrance of a gleaming piece
of furniture, accompanied by two stout
men.
“I’ve bought a sewing machine for
mother,” said Esther, springing up so
suddenly that the apples, pared and un¬
pared, rolled all over the floor. “And
here it is! Seth Pollock, down at the
store, is the agent. I’ve seen mother sit
up and sew weary seams by hand, night
after night, for so many years, after a
har4 day’s work in the kitchen and
washhouse, that I made up my mind she
shouldn’t endure it any longer; so I put
Uncle Ebenezer’s money into a sewing
machine—a present to you, mother
dear?”
Little Mrs. Hubbard burst into tears.
“Essie, my darling! But I can't let
you sacrifice everything to me in this
way. ”
“Whom else should I sacrifice to,
mother?” whispered Esther, “Who is
my best friend and dearest counselor?
Who do I love best in all the world?”
The deacon’s face gloomed.
“I never did believe in teaching my
women folk idleness,” snarled he.
“Hand sewin’ was good enough for my
first wife. I guess it wouldn’t have
hurt Debby much. And if Esther was
so anxious to get rid of her money, I
could have used half on’t to buy a new
ox cart!”
“But you have so many things, fath¬
er,” pleaded Esther. “All your work,
mostly, is done by machinery, and
mother has to toil so endlessly.”
i t Humph!” commented the deacon.
Milliccnt frowned; Abigail shrugged
her shoulders.
Evidently, no one was in accord with
poor little overworked Mrs. Ilubbard,
but Esther.
“I’m very sorry,” said Esther, “that
I haven’t enough money to help you
with the piano, too. 1 do so love music.
I always longed for aa instrument.”
“Oh!” said Abby, with a toss of her
black braids, “we shall have the piano
all the same; so you needn’t be afraid.
It will only take us the longer to pay
for it. One thing is very certain—you
shall never strike a note on it.”
Mrs. Hubbard followed Esther out
into the kitchen.
“Oh, Essie,” said she, “youshouldn’t
have thought of me. The girls are se¬
riously angry.”
“I can't help that, ” said Esther. “If
they had any eyes, they would have seen,
long ago, that this horrible sewing, in
addition to everything else, was killing
you!”
“But don t mind their refusing to let
you share the piano, Essie,” whispered
the stepmother. “Mrs. Pritchett has
one at the parsonage, and I used to play
when I was a girl. We’ll go down
every day or two, and 1 will teach you.
Abby and Milly laugh at Mrs. Pritchett’s
old-fashioned piano; but there's a deal
of music in it yet! ’
“I dew declare,” said Gran’ther
Allen, as the maple leaves began to car¬
pet the paths with scarlet, and even to
scatter ruby jewels here and there in the
road, “Deacon Hubbard's wife is pickin’
up a deal! 1 never seen her step so light
afore, and she actially sings at work—a
thing she never did before!”
“It's the sewin’-machine,” said his
old wife. “I took a seam over, yes’day
afternoon, and it jest made a game 0 ’
play outen the hull thing.”
So that, when Mrs. Judge Basset gave
her May party the next spring, and in
vited Mrs. Hubbard, the invitation was
accepted.
•I feel ever am much younge
that sewing-machine came,” said
Mrs. Basset had a grand piano, and a
pianist who came from Bridgeport at so
much a night; but when the company
arrived, lo and behold! the professor
had not put in an appearance.
“Dear me,” said Mrs. Basset, what
am I to do? Won’t any of the young
ladies present oblige me with a waltz,
just to get the dancers on the floor?”
“The young ladies present” giggled,
looked at each other, but made no
move.
Deacon Hubbard leaned across two
intervening matrons and spoke to Mil
licent.
“Daughter,” said he, “you can
play?”
Milliccnt grew pale.
“I couldn’t strike a note,pa,” said she.
“I’m too nervous.
“Abigail, then?
“Oh, please don’t ask me! I should
only break down!” twittered Abby,
shrinking back.
The deacon frowned.
But in the midst of his wrath a light
step passed him. Esther, in her simple
white serge dress and blue ribbons went
up to the piano, and quietly seating her¬
self, began to play that wild, sweet cre¬
ation where joy and sorrow seem to strive
in the most musical of refrains—“My
Queen.”
Every chord in the famous grand
piano rang out. The dancers sprang to
the floor. *
Esther went on playing, as if her fin¬
gers were instinct with musical magnet¬
ism.
The deacon rubbed his spectacles; his
hard features worked.
“I declare,” said he, turning to his
wife, “that is music!” I dunno wheth¬
er to laugh or to cry. And is that really
our little Esther? How did she ever
learn to play like that? And the other
girls keeping their piano tight-locked,
too, all the time*”
“I have been giving her lessons all
winter on Mrs. Pritchett’s piano at the
parsonage,” said Airs. Hubbard, her
eyes lighting up with love and pride.
“And I think—dear little Essie—she
does me credit.”
“Well, I swan!” said Deacon Hub
bard. ‘I am proud of her—yes, I am!
There ain’t no use denyin’ it. And
what’s she playin’ now—a quadrille? I
declare, it sounds just like the old
country dances they had when I was a
boy! I’d like to go down the middle
myself, if only some of the old friends
could stand up with me again;” and the
deacon surreptitiously wiped his eyes.
“I must get Essie to play that old tune
some time when w r e’re alone, ” said he.
The professional arrived soon, full of
excuses for her delay, and Esther was
relieved, with the cordial thanks of her
hostess. *
“I didn’t know you were such an ar¬
tiste!” said Mrs. Basset.
And the two other Misses Hubbard
were ready to eat each other up with
envy and chagrin.
“Now I tell you what, girls,” said
Deacon Hubbard, when at last they
reached home, do you just unlock that
piano, and give your sister a fair chance
at it, or I’ll turn jmu and it both out of
the house. She can play better than
either of you, and I mean she shan’t be
treated worse than a pirate any longer.”
“Oh, of course, as she really does
play!” tartly remarked Milly.
“But how were we to know it?” said
Abby.
“I guess you know it now,” said the
deacon. “I was up and down proud of
Esther tonight. Come here and kiss me,
my girl! Thcre’s a flute somewhere up
garret, and I mean to screw the pieces
together, and see if I can’t remember
some of the good old tunes we used to
like when I was a boy. P'raps we can
have some duets. And mother shall
play, too,” with a kindly glance at his
pale little second wife, “if ever she gets
time to play anything else than the
everlastin’ click, click o’ that sewin’
macliine.”
From that day there was a change in
the social atmosphere of the Hubbard
farmhouse. Milly and Abby, so long
the ruling elements, fell into the back¬
ground. Esther and her stepmother be¬
came the queen and princess royal.
“And,” said Esther, father is so kind,
and home is so homelike—and it is all
owing to the money Uncle Ebenezer
left us.”
“No,” Said Mrs. Hubbard, quietly,
“it is all owing to Esther's sweet nature
and generous heart.” — Saturday Night.
Mrs Slimdiet—Have some more of the
mackerel. Mr. Boarder? Mr. Boarder—
No, thank you; but I’ll take a bucket of
water, if you please.
THINGS DOCTORS DO NOT KNOW.
Their Ignorance Illustrated in the Robin¬
son Poisoning Cases.
There was a commotion among the doctors at
a recent meeting of the Massachusetts Medico
Legal Society, when it was found that reporters Pa¬
for secular newspapers were taking notes.
pers bearing specially on the notorious Itobin
nounced. son arsenical poisoning cases had been an¬
Dr. Holt declared that there was general ig¬
norance of the symptoms of arsenical poisoning, toe
and claimed that because of this ignorance
Bobinson poisoning cases had gone on wi thout
There arousing suspicions on the part of medical men. of
were, he said, at least eight cases
criminal poisoning ; seven occurred within five
years, and in one family, and the o ther was that
of a relative.
The cases were all treated by physicians of
large practice, prominent in the profession,
and yet no suspicion of arsenical poisioning
was aroused until an organization in which the
victims were insured tried to determine by
ly investigation why so many persons died sudden¬
in this family.
In support of his statement as to the ignor
norance of medical men of the symptoms of
arsenical poisoning, the doctor remarked that
certificates of death were given in five of the
Bobinson cases as follows : pneumonia, typhoid
fever, meningitis, bowel disease and Bright’s
disease.
The startling disclosure of the stupid ignor¬
ance shown in the treatment of tini?e cases is
quite in keeping with the usual indiscretion
manifested by the profession in the tri atment
of persons who are sufferers from the t.lo.v and
subtle p tison which is generated in the system
from a diseased state treated of the kidneys. consumption,
The afflicted are for
apoplexy, for bra n and various nervous disor¬
ders, when in in m; instances, it isshown, wnen
too late, that the patient was wrongfully and
ignorantly treated for a supposed disease which
was, in reality, but *. symptom of kidney dis¬
ease, and should have been timely treated ns
such by the use of Warner’s Safe Cure, woicu
is the only remedy known that can e
successfully relied on in the treatment of such
diseaso.
Such exhibitions intelligence of stupidity by those who is
profess great in such matters
calculat'd to destroy confidence, and it can be
well said that a remedy like Warner’s Safe
Cure, which places the direct means of preserv¬
ing heatii in the sufferer’s hand-i, medical is far advice more
meritorious than high-priced worthless and
which is so generally too often
based upon an erroneous opinion as to the true
cause of illness.
Human life is just a little too precious to the
average individual to be sacrificed to the bigot¬
ry or ignorance of others.
Minister Palmer, of Illinois, who isgoing to
speaks Spanish.
Work for workers ! Are you ready Then to work,
and do you want to make money ? writ*
to B. F. Johnson & Co., of Richmond, Va., and
see if they cannot help you.
Bhadfield’S Fema'e Regulator cures all ir¬
regularities peculiar to woman. Those suf¬
fering sliould use it. Sold by all druggists.
I f afflicted with sore eyes use Dr. Isaac Thomp¬
son’s Eye-wat er. Druggists sell at 25c.per bottle
The best cough medicine is Piso’s Cure for
Consumption. Sold everywhere. 25 cents.
i+Jt&Sp&i 33 toil £
bg» eeiin
Is experienced by almost every one at this season,
and many people resort to Hood's Sarsaparilla to
drive away the languor and exhaustion. The blood,
laden with impurities which have been accumulate
ing for months, moves sluggishly through the
veins, the mtnd falls to think quickly, and the body
is still slower to respond. Hood’s Sarsaparilla is
Just wbat is needed. It purifies, vitalizes and en
riches the blood, makes the head clear, creates an
appetite, overcomes that tired feeling, tones
nervous system and imparts new strength and
vigor to the whole body.
Hood’s Sarsaparilla
Is proven to be so vastly superior to any other sarsa
parilla, or blood purifier, that one has well said:
“Its health-giving effects upon the blood and entire
human organism are as much more positive than
the remedies of a quarter of a century ago as the
steam power of to-day is in advance of the slow and
laborious drudgery of years ago.”
“For years I was sick every spring, but last year
took Hood’s Sarsaparilla and have not been sick
since.”—G. W. Sloan, Milton, Mass.
Hood’s Sarsaparilia
Sold by all druggists. $1; six for $5. Prepared ouly
by C. I. HOOD A CO., Apothecaries, Lowell, Mass.
IOO Doses One Dollar
Sleepless Nights
“For ' nearly a
■Q [I month I was not
able to sleep, but
after using' Paine’s
4 Celery Compound
m . t p for two days, in¬
somnia fled and
strength return¬
ed.” E. O. Smith,
vf Claussen, S. C.
“ 1 have taken
only a part of a bottle of Paine’s Celery Com¬
pound, and It has entirely relieved me of
sleeplessness, from which I have suffered
greatly.” Mrs. E. autcliff, Peoria, Ill
“ For a long time I was so nervous and worn
out that I could not work. I tried many medi¬
cines, but none gave me relief until I used
Paine’s Celery Compound, which at once
strengthened and invigorated Burlington, nay .nerves. vt.
Harley Sherman,
Paine’s
Celery Compound
Tones up the
Shattered Nerves
or ^georos W. BOUTON, Stamford, Conn.
Paine’s Celery Compound produces sound and
refreshing sleep. A physician s prescription, it
does not contain guaranteed one for sieepiese-
1 t 1B . else. It Is a cure followed.
ness, 11 directions are faithfully ,
*1.00. six for $5.00. Druggists.
Wells, Richardson A Co., Burlington. Yt.
DIAMOND DYES
LACTATED FOOD
Something Sure.
“I want something sure,” said a genial look¬
ing gentleman of his druggist, who was wrap¬
ping a bottle of medicine for the gentleman’s
wife. Poor man; his heart had grown skeptic,;
and with good cause, for his wife had suffered,
for years with painful weakness, nervousness,
constant fatigue, rheumatism and other symp¬
toms of ill health, and, although he had tried
many remedies, found nothing that gave relief.
“ Well,” said the druggist, “ I do believe this
is sure. I have only been selling it few
months, yet, in that short time, the sales have
increased rapidly. Sometimes some remedy one comes that
in and says, ‘I want a bottle of that
cured Mrs. Brown or Mrs. Smith of rheum¬
atism.’ ‘ What name?’I would ask. they had
forgotten, so 1 would say, ‘Is it B. B. B?’ ‘That’s
it! that’s it!’ would invariably be the answer.
I tell you B. B. B. is rapidly gaining the great¬ Sold.
est reputation of any remedy ever
It has proven itself a sure cure for the many
annoying symptoms that follow an impover¬ is
ished condition of the blood. Impure blood
the cause of innumerable aches, pains, impaired all of
functions, indigestion, catarrh, wonderful etc.,
which readily yield to the recupera¬
tive virtue contained in B. B. B. I believe some
day it will be the only thing used by the peo¬
ple as a cure for the constitutional evils arising
from a state of blood impurity.
Whittier, the poet, protests against the en¬
forced idleness of convicts in N. Y. prisons.
The secret of the universal success of
Brown’s Iron Bitters is owing to the fact that
it is the very b -st iron preparation made. By
a thorough and rapid assimilation with the
bio <1 it reaches every part of the body, giving
health, strength and endurance to every por¬
tion. Thus beginning at the foundation it
builds up and restores lost health. It does not
contain whisky or alcohol. It will not blacken
the teeth. It does not constipate or cause
heartburn, headache. It will cure dyspepsia, indigestion,
sleeplessness, dizziness, nervous
debility, weakness, etc.
The wife of Prof. Richard A. Proctor has
been granted a pension of $500 a y ear.
A Wonderful Food and Medicine,
Known and used by Physicians all over the
world. Scott’s Emulsion not only gives flesh
and strength by virtue of its own nutritious
properties, but creates an appetie for food that
builds up the wasted body. “I have been us¬
ing Scott’s Emulsion for several years, and am
pleased pleasant with and its palatable, action. and My all patients grow stronger say it is
and gain flesh from the use of it. I use it in all
cases of Wasting Diseases, and it is specially
useful for children when nutrient medication
is needed, £>., as in Marasmus.”— T. W. Pierce;
M. Knoxville, Ala.
The tanning industry will go, if making
leather by electricity proves succes s.
Dangerous Negligence.
It is as unwise to neglect a case of constipa¬
tion or indigestion as a case of fever or other
more serious disease, for, if allowed to progress
as great danger to life may result. A few Ham¬
burg Figs will put the bowels in a h-althy occasional con¬
dition,in which they may be kept by Fig.
use of this medicine. 25 cents. Dose one
Mack Drug Co., N. Y.
A Radical Cure for Epileptic Firs.
To the Editor —Please inform your readers
that I have a positive remedy for the above
aamed disease which I warrant to cure tha
worst cases. 80 strong is my faith in its vir¬
tues that I will send free a sample bottle will give and
valuable treatise to any sufferer who
are his P. O. and Express address. Now Keep York. y,
H.tt. ROOT. M. C . 183 Pearl St..
Nearly everybody needs a good spring
like Hood’s Sarsaparilla to expel Impurities which
accumulate in the blood during the winter, keep np
strength as warm weather comes on, create an appe
tite and promote healthy digestion. Try Hood’s Sap.
saparUla and you will be convinced of its peculiar
merits. It is the ideal spring medicine, reliable,
beneficial, pleasant to take, and gives full value for
the money.
“I take Hood’s Sarsaparilla os a spring tonic, and I
recommend it to all who have that miserable tired
feeling. ”-C. Pakuei.ke, 349 Bridge St., Brooklyn,N.Y.
Makes the Weak Strong
“My appetite was poor, I could not sleep, had head
ache a great deal, pains In my back, my bowels did
not move regularly. Hood’s Sarsaparilla In a short
time did me so much good that I feel like a new
man. My pains and aches are relieved, my appeti .
improved. I say to others who need a good med
cine, try Hood’s Sarsaparilla and see. Geohok F.
Jackson, Roxbury Station, Conn,
N. B.-Be sure to get Hood’s Sarsaparilla, do not
be Induced to buy any other.
Sold by all druggists. $1; six for $3. Prepared only
by C. I. HOOD & CO., Apothecaries, Lowell, Mass.
IOO Doses One
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