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ESSENCE OF ROSES.
By Harriett Prewrotl Rpoffortf.
tCopyrlght, I*®. by Harriett Prearott
ford.)
"Rwews!.,, c .iil ft." li'.S tb*
•wee* vote* from th# depth* of the *un
bonnet. "But It come* over the •till, drop
by drop.” And down the irtnitham vl*t
you saw a fare a* aweet a* a ro*e lt*elf,
but a faded, a withered roee. For Rally
Lavender, wRh the lon* preeanro of her
trouble* bad fallen Into the aere leaf.
But If not much of the beauty of her
youth waa left, a* I heard my mother
aay. there bat *rown In her face an
other port of beauty that even to the
•ye of a child waa loveliness.
Ith u*ed lo come down to the port,
from the shore, above, avery now and
again, sometime* on the milkman's wag
on. aometimee In a boat that chanced lo
be rowing by, and that gave her a breath
of cool refreshment on the slipping tide,
wlih aalt amelia from the bar beyond,
■nd a feeling of retnoemess from all h r
care*, matting calls presently on certain
customers who rarely falbsl her. The
basket that she brought waa always n
Stare of delight to the children who knew
her gentle ways and loved the odors that
her wares diffused When Jerry Johns,
the burly 8' otch peddler, lumbered atone
with hts lustre* and botnbazTfr** and
smuggled lacee, naughty children hid
Where they might, leet they ahoukl be
sent off tn hts peck, but not lo the
naughtiest child of ua all. my cousin,
Lasler, for Instance, would Sally Lavm
gar's basket any sort of threat.
There were wonderful thirties in that
basket. Titer* were not only the "dl
• volo” of the chicken bone, dreaeed In red
•nd skipping ncross the table, end the
doll ms le of burdock burn, and choice
Mis of sprue* gum, nnd tiny pitcher*
carved from cherry stones and peach pita.
%
$ orter hav& sav&J from if in
the beginning:'
fcit km *m lh motl MlNnutl; por
fumad enrdlaD. anil dried ross Invu for
Jars of potpourri. and lit*ls glasses of
•trange jam made from sea moaa and
winter berries, and there was candy, a
concoction of sugar and cider, that made
the mourn water beforehand. (Handing
at her side and peeping Into her basket
as ah# sat down with It on her knee,
while your mother brought her a cup of
tea. was Ilka making acquaintance with
far foreign countries, so rich and Orien
tal to the childish fancy were the scents.
Of them all. however, the rosewater
might be called her specialty; she had
the moat of her ltille revenua from that,
hut she often gars us a tiny flask of It
that made our upper bureau drawers a
sort of garden of Kden for month*, and
wo put a drop or two of It on our hand
kerchiefs Sundays, or gave the flask to
one another on birthdays and itctl' id It
back when our own birthdays came.
"X distilled It myself, ma’am." said Sal
ly In her pretty breathless way. "Every
drop. And It’s fresh. And I think It's
sweeter that so much of n'a from the
wild roses of the wayside nnd Ihe new
buds of ths sweetbrler leaf—that gives M
a tang you don't often And tn rone watsr.
I don’t know what Td do without my
still. 'Twas grandmother's. and hero
nfore her. I’ve used the boteles you gtye
me. ma’am. And I’ve stretched a hit of
bladder over the mouth, an’ the kid of
the glove# you give me. too—and It was
kind of you. ma’am—and I’ve tried It
with little missy’s ribbons An’ don't
you think It looks real tasty? I guess
It’ll bring me In quite n tidy Ml of
money, maybe enough for the winter's
coal. For you'know, ma’am. I can’t ex
pert-I can't let—O, he’s so poorly. Rut
he's as quid now as a baby He's like
a dear child ” And she pansed. lifting
her beautiful brown eyes to my mother’s
face. And my mother knew that then
she was thinking of Polly, the little spite
who hail seemed more elf than child, anil
who. If she had not developed In her brief
life all of Humphrey's madness, had yet
almwn something like the ethereal flame
of that strange Insanity of hi* and of his
mother's before him . I suppose nil the
shorn people thought, as I knew my
mother did, that It was fortunate for Ral
ly that her Polly was at rest. But Sal
ly never left off lutesing those ardent em
braces of the IMtle arms, that passion of
tears and kisses after the wild freaks;
and she always felt as If Polly had been
n* fraudvd of her ahara of life, and In
gome blind way as H she had harself
fWrauded her—perhaps In giving her
ktrih, since Humphrey was her father.
Rut Humphrey himself was quite
enough In those days for Hally’s hands,
tllh Ihe disordered blase of hla brain
■feurnsd down into imbecility. Now, his
old rages over, he followed hi* wife round
Mke some household animal, forgetting
tn ent unless ah* fed him. forgettlog his
ap>*ch. forgetting everything but hta love
for her. He went out with her on rum
ble* tsrma a wrest arud lana tn attest of
her simple*, protecting her from anv
chance trouble by the mighty strength
with which be would have fellen like a
wild beast on any one who annoyed her,
reaching things beyond her. end carrying
bags and baskata mini wtrh the berries
and herbs and flowers that she used In
her little still.
"It la like t’na and the Uon.” said my
mother, when down a woody way one
summer day we met her and her shaggy
companion. "But, O. such a sad and asw
ry, such an old nnd faded Una."
Rhe had signed for m to pass her with
out notice, fearing, perhaps, an ou'bneK
from Humphrey, for tie had long aim *
experienced the hot pang of eeelntr that
all her little worst knew or Humphrey’s
rood if ion and. although the ping had
hardly grown Ml with time, yet she ha t
at hist th* relief of no longer trying to
conceal It “Though the dear I/wd
knows,” she said once, with a gush of
tears, when she .ind my mother were
skate together, "I’d have died to keep It
dark!”
"Well, well.” said Iry Hodge, oe he sat
at the open wln<tow amt saw them going
homo in th* warm sunset, "what a life
time—ye*. * lifetime of— of Borrow, a* you
may aay. Humphrey I.a vender made his
hilly when he married her."
‘‘An’ married her bein’ know®’ to It,”
•aid Ann.
•’Knowln’ to arbatT” eaid little Mather,
so named In noble defense to a prede
cessor; ihe boy having Just come In from
driving home a cow.
■ K-~w:a* hu ms-.tiler's sos had r.o risfc;
to marry no one—”
"Any one, my dear. That la to eay—”
"Any one or no one. It’s nil the same
thing! There, sonny, do run nlong! If
you wasn’t alius askin’ question* you’d
know a* much as your father some day!"
"But all the aitßio," continued Iry, Ig
noring his wife’s trrllaiion. "I can’t, no,
1 can't really ray that Humphrey was to
—to blame, that Is,’’ a little dry cough
punHuatlug his words for him "For the
doctors, yes. the doctor* 1 suppose It is.
hadn't then come to the—the oouclu
sios*—”
"O. well, he knew he'd gone wrong
more'n Once, an’ might again But, good
ness me. It don't matter, for Hnllt'd ruth
er'n not! What’s that you got, Mather?"
"Halt. Humphrey give It to me to put
mi the birds’ rails to catch 'em. Be done
It up (n papers for me if I'd he good an’
not mtse school. But I’m goin' to give It
to Ivaro. "Iklß’l no good—’*
"Wbat the reason you’re goto' to glva It
to Pave?”
"You can’t get near enough, you know."
s.ild the rosy urchin, looking up In
wondering simplicity, and opening hla
rod. pudgy flat that, with all Its hot
moisture and grime, Ann could have
kissed, always ashamed, though, she w.i*
ol the passion of tenderness In her heart
and hiding It under a tart tongue.
"You never do." said Iry, rather sol
enmlv. "You ain't the float oac. my son
—h'm-to And out that you never do—as
It were—get quite near enough to your
hints to-to catch them. H'm.”
"I’d like to. though." mid Mather. ’’An'
you might get a tail-feather, you know,’’
‘ You might," said his father, with tho
lltrle dry cough again. Anti as Ann
stirred about getting supper, vexed at xhe
know not what, the honeysuckle odo.w
coming in the window, the *meii
of the smoke from the pine kindling* sue
had a vssue reeling that Iry had not
realised all hla Ideals, and she put some
more shortening into the biscuit.
But Ann was right about Rally. For
her own sake. Rally Imd not a regret. In
her sacrlrtclal spirit It would have seemed
a hardship had any other guarded Hum
phrey—one who might have hern less ten
der with him. one who mtgtit have made
the shame and trouble and poverty a re
proach to him—one who might have dons
as iry Hodge had wanted, and hnve put
him away to lonely misery in a mad
house.
Although Sally had soothed him In hls
wild morels.and now that the flames were
ashes tended him In hls hnif-tmberlle
ones, yet In some Inexplicable way her
mother-yearning was still her wifely love;
he was Ihe husband of her youth; and she
fared along patiently, aa If expecting that
' one day he should be released from Ihe
spell, come out from Ihe disguise he wore
and be attain Ihe splendid being h once
had seemed to her "At any rate, he
will be." the said one* to Ann, "In that
other country when • get there. And you
can’t ayjn-ler at n* !-+>j forward to It
—an’ leaaa nothin bare;'
Sometimes Humphrey had long, heavy
THE MORNING NEWS: SUNDAY, SEPTEMBER 2,1900.
slumber* of a day and night, and It waa
In such opportunities that Rally would get
down to th* port with Ihe basket of her
accumulated treasuree; being able ordi
narily neither !a take Humphrey with her
nor to kav* him • behind: while none of
th# content* of the basket would have
been disposed of had he been aware of It.
for he concentrated on them all the In
terest he might have felt In the affair# of
the world at large, had he been himself
Terhaiw yon would not have wondered
nt this, had you ever tasted a certain con
serve that Sally made of rosehips and
honey, or her sweet anil fiery cherry cor
dial, or had you drenched e corner of your
I’gt in tlu cologne of her comfg>ond!ug
And none of these things did Sally ever
refuse Humphrey; although she could not
help crying when ahe came home one day
and lound the whole house as If a storm
h.l blown through It. and discovered that
he had brought In the schoolboys, ami hail
made away with everythin* she had pr-*~
pared, and from the sale of which ah*
had expected to satisfy their atrople wanla
for half the year.
Humphrey saw her cry. He knew It
was on account of ht* misdeed. He eoukl
not understand that Rally nhnuWt deny
him anything, but the atght of her tear*
wrought him lo a fury He rushed lo the
little still tn Ihe pantry, to destroy It.
teirtly In temper, partly perhaps that Its
products should never agntn tempt him
to hurt her. partly with Irresponsible out
break. "O. Humphrey, Humphrey:
Don’t touch It! O, the at 111. the still!"
cried Rally, throwing herself before him.
For there was not another still lo bo found
and if anything happened to this tbe
want that would befall them appalled her
In awlft fancy. Tb* essence of roeea (hat
dripped through It. the poor. weals. cordial
spirit that she distilled there—lt was the
only thing between them and the alms
house. For the conserve, the candles, the
carved trifles, signified nothing beside
those dainty vials of perfume and of
lonic that made bar welcome to young
girl and housewife, and mads the children
feet as If the gales of Araby ths blest
Mew about her as she walked.
Humphreys turned to look at her and
paused with the hammer In hls lifted
hand; and Rally gently loosened hls An
gers till they dropped It. sad then she put
hht arm about her shoulder and led him
away, her lips still trembling, her face
white And from that day Humphreys
made himself ths keeper of the miserable
little affair, and although with none to
molest him, compassed In one sll the
wstchfulnsas of the three heads of Cct
verus.
"1 like to treat the hoys," he said half
whimperingly to Roily that night, waking
her from sleep to say It,
"Well, dear,” she answer'd dreamily,
although she meant to hldo her future
store.
"They’re good toys. Rally. They
thought tho jam wa# ane Bo did I. They
put the rosewater on thetr hair, an’
slicked up. They like the cherry bounce.
I’m—l’m a little—’worn’t Just the thing to
treat hoys to. was It. Rally? It sometimes
makes me feel mvself as If—as If. you
know, the world was going nround the
other way. 1 ihoucht-afterward. 1
thought- twouM msybe strike them silly.
You listening. Rally? 1 like to treat the
toys. They’re Just the age our Folly was
Rally! What’s become of FollyT’
And then Hilly cntiM etwlure no more,
and broke Into hitter weeping. and
Humphrey sitting up In bed. took her
In hls arms and rocked to and fro, Mr
eyes blazing In the moonlight that stream,
ed over them, and looking like a wild man
of the woods, with a white, thin, helpless
creature in hls arms.
By and by, In a pnusc of her so ha. Rally
found that, still holding her. Humphrey
was asleep. She freed herself, and pulling
the Pillows round to support him till he
should sink among them. and. pltrul as
her distress was, she felt that this condi
tion of Humphrey's was better than the
old days of frenmy. or than those after
limes of dumb silence, when for long
space# he uttered no syllabic, hut glared
with ayes the more terrible that once they
had been lender Al any rale. ir>w she
could hear a cock crow in the night, and
the far clarion calls from farm to farm
replying, without starting In fright lest It
woke Humphrey to raving again; she
could bear the Imatman blow hls horn
for the draw of Ihe bridge to bo opened,
and the echo flute It off to mere breath
ing music; she could henr the meeting
house clock make Its solemn and Inter
minable 1011, and she could aee Ihe gold
en streak of dawn grow to redness and
the white cloud* flock up like a troop of
angels winging scrota the blue, as she
lay gaxing at the window, all without Ihe
fear that had grown to he torture
That was a great deal to be thankfu’
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for. Rom* ttm*, perhapa, Humphr*y
would be right again. And If that never
came to pas* her*, why there waa all
heaven ami the hen-after. fre
quently felt as If. before thatgllmo, her
own mln.l might be gone, with th# care,
the worry, the slc*t|e#a night*, the sor
row. Now, the moon hung tn th# window,
looking upon her Ilk* a gTaclou* friendly
spirit promising peace; and Rally repeat
ed to herself the text# that In some oc
cult way gave her comfort, and took heart
of grace for the morrow; and her slender
arm atilt clasped round Humphrey, aa a
mother folds her baby even In her dreams,
she slept at last heraelf.
But there were other wakeful people
on the shore that night. Iry Hodge we#
not Bleeping. "Tht* le realty—ae you
might say—really—" ho kepi saying to
himself without getting any further;
while even Ann tossed and turned tn her
dream. For that afternoon their only son.
Mather, th* rotry little hid who had longed
to catch the bird*. She detlghl of both
their hearts, had been led home by Asiee
Rhody. a groat deal more than rosy, both
stupid and oflly. and with feet treading
the atr. And they had put him to bed.
and had sal down, aU three crying to
gether.
"There!" e*td Miss Rhody at length.
"I take shame to myaelf for crying thl
a-way. There’s no need of It. It’* an ac
cident happen* to the hen* whenever
Rally throws out her cherry atone# after
■he’* dreened ’em. Humphrey’s stole her
cherry bounce and treated; an’ there ain’t
n boy on the shore but * some home the
earn- way. Ml*’ Dr. Mile*’ huaband’e
nephew's on# of ’em. Tv# thought *ht
boy'd bust w’en he'* et eight bananas at
a sctilnV sea she. Td Jeet a* Hove# eat
raw squash myaelf, #es she, ’but I never
thought to eee him *o’t he counldn’t tell
hta no mo from Belsebub's,’ ae* she. I'm
goln’ to give him each a doe* of thorough
sort tee.' see ahe. ’that he won’t want to
so much as smell cherry bounce again
till the longest day he live*,’ ace ahe.
But lor, it'* nothtn' at aU. Iry! Don’t
you fret. Ann. A boy's got to be a hoy
an' know life an' see the world eome
time or other, end I guess the headache
he’ll have to-morrow, poor i!H war
creetur, will be all the life of that sort
he'll ever care to have An’ It waa only
tn the way of an accident wen all's
said.
” ’Ari—an’ If It pae.' said Iry. ’I don’t
know -really—hm—J don't know wha*
we re going to do about Humphrey."
"It's an accident that'll happen again
If we don’t watch out!" aaki Atm sharp
ly. "Humphrey'd nrter be restrained, and
thrrs'e no doubt shout It."
"It would Mil Sally If be Ist" oak) Miss
Rhody.
•■lt’ll kill me If he Isn’t."
There were e number of the mother# on
Ihe shore who agreed with Ann that thla
wa* an accident that might happen
again.. And although their hue hand*
laughed at them they were tn a elate of
alarm like that of a brood when a hawk
hovera tn the air, 'T don't care what Jo
say#.’’ cried Mrs. tlyrne*. letting her flat
iron cool when I-Ibby and Susy Wayne ran
In next morning. "I'd rotlter see my Ben
ny brought home without a breath In hie
body than with that breath. You keep
still, ltenny! I know your throat's dry,
and It’d orter be! An' his tongue—you'd
orter eee hi* poor little tongue, the dear
mnercetil! My lord, I shouldn't think n
mun'd want that tongue twice. To think
of that child’s being made a tippler with
out knowln' It!"
’’ 'Twould breaks me alt up" said
Rusy. looking sorrowfully down the or
chard. her face still as pink and white
as the apple-blossoms there. "If my lit
tle I>avy got Into Ihe habit of this And
of course Humphrey'U coax them In again.
I’ve trembled some even when I've eeen
him sucking elder through a straw—new
cider, too. But cherry brandy—O It really
i* wicked.”
"Wicked ain’t no name for It.” cried
Mrs. Carter, who had followed her.
And with this sort of feeling abroad
among the mothers, it was not remarka
ble that going down for their shopping
lo the Fort, the Fort people heard of
Humphrey, and the >UL and the cordial,
and Ihe boys.
In this way the matter came to my
aunt l’smo:.t's cars, and my aunt Pamoia
wae Ihe heed and fiont of ats association
which Just then was sweeping all before
It In tha cause of temperance, nn en
tirely new cause In our para of the worn
ai that period, when the decanter stood
upon the sideboard, and every well fur
nished store closet had Its keg of Marsala
or Ma.leim. Even aunt Pamela, In all ih*
exuberance of her enthuetasm, had not
banished the okt rum bottle* that had her
grandfather’s name and data blown tn
them, from the corner buffet, where stood
her grandmother's flowered china, the
lovely Dowenstall that she always washed
herself. And she never thought twice
about mixing the comfortable Joruna Unit
the minister and the doctor took together
before going out. without n thought of
harm, to address the temperance society.
For It was temperance, not abstinence,
they were preaching; and they were
preaching that for poor fellows who real
ly could rot afford to drink, not for gen
tlemen like themselves who sent their
sherry on long, rolling voyages of calm
and storm to season It. It I* plain, you
see. that the temperance society had come
to us none too son.
But even enthusiasts In n great cause
out of tto.r very eathiis .asm may mak*
ml-tak-a; and. sooth to ray, my aunt
Pamela was one of these people who
teke up a rouse simply for the sake of
Its rxclt'm nt. and for something lo
be busy about Noth’ng she seeks and, be
cause nothing ahe knew, of home,* beg
gared. of widow* mads, and orphans,
of hearts broken, of great power*
brought to naught, < f th* profound
misery of thorn* who watch for late un
certain footsteps, who sea poverty and
degradation coming, see tjp> corruption
and decay of the soul they love. Noth
ing of ati th* terror* ol drunkenness
dl<l alp- know, nor any of the heart
burning when the man who sells the
n(i'en. take# the hone*, a* he baa taken
the happluisa if the hou-e. and rolls
by with th* riches that he has wrung
out of tears and pangs. A feeling of
this had hardly begun tn the country,
and Aunt I’ameln was no better then
her day. AU she knew was that there
was a private still somewhere up along
tlie shore; that It belonged to a woman
named Rally lavender, whose husband
waa making drunkard# of little hoys;
and It wa* ug-tlnst the law to have a
private stilt. At least, she ba'Jtved It
was again- 1 the lew And at any rate
she would destroy Ihe sllU flrst, end
see about Hi* law afterward.
Hh called a meeting of the Tabltho—
styled Ihe tuhble* by the Irreverent—
and, after assuring them that the mat
ter of changing tbelr name to that of
tha Martha Wahtngtona could wait
awhile she laid before them the mon
strous fart that hoys were being ruined
by the possessor of a still five miles up
th# river, end that, of course, their own
boys were In danger, near as they were
to a community subject to such a de
moralizing Influence, and ahe moved
that they send a constable at once for
the destruction of that tool of evil, and
declared that It wse a vote.
"But. Pamela!" cried my mother, hur
rying In aa roon ns she hoard of It.
"You are all off. It I* nothing of the
sort Hhe la a poor woman who sells
herbs and distils rooewater—"
"I never heard that rosewater Intoxi
cated little boy*," said my aunt, loftily
"And I know her—l am very fond of
her—l buy a great defil of her—"
"I know you refused to Join our sorl
e*y. but you neeln t boost of buying
stimulant*. Htnlly," raid my aunt
"Htlmiilanta!” exclaimed my mother
out of all patience. "Sweet little Sally
lavendar’a essence of roses! 1 gave you a
Jar of her potpourri—"
"Yea. And if"ls reeking with alcohol!"
"The poor, weak cologne she makes
herself!
"With that still, I suppose, where she
makes the cherry brandy that ha* torn
Ihe hearts of all Ihe mothers In the vil
lage who are seeing their boye turned Into
little beasts by her machinations—”
“O Pamela, this Is really too redteu
loue !'*
"You may call It ridiculous.”' said my
aunt, with her eyebrow* at the given at
titude for disdain. "I call II tragical”'
And tragical It wan, aa to her grief, my
mother found, when hastening up th*
shore In the chaise—my cousin Lester and
I following, unnoticed In her unusual anx
iety. on a milk-wagon whose good-natur
ed driver pretended that we were pirate*
who had overcome him and were forcing
him to drive ua where wo would.
But my mother was Just too late. The
constable had arrived flrst, and had con
fronted the bewildered Rally, and had de
mand'd the still. And Humphrey, under
standing nothing but that the defense of
Ihe still via In question, had thrown him
self upon the man with aU his maniacal
force. The atlll had been ruined In the
struggle: the man had been borne to the
ground, but not seriously hurt, and In his
fury Humphrey bad broken a reflael on hi*
brain.
Bally was on the gran of the little gar
den plot, holding Humphrey'! head upon
her breast. It was late of a bright June
afternoon. I remember now all the plc
ture of the moment—lt struck me more
than the feeling did—the eky of that ten
der bln* which verges toward evening,
the roses clambering over tha high trellis
behind, the great, fragrant, bffiehlng roses
that Bally had trainad there, shaking In
the soft wind with a gay end cruel rust
ling, the white, etill wo irate who seemed
loaee nothing In all the world but the face
upon her breast—that strange, dark face
whose burning eyes were fixed on hers
with a complete Intelligence.
The doctor, for whom Iry Hodge bad
run, waa on bit knees, bolding Hum
phrey's hand, and Ann and Miss Rhody
and Libby and Tom Brier—l knew them
all afterward—were with my mother by
Jhe big rose bush, crying and trembling
together. Humphrey waa plainly dying,
and Bally knew nothing of any words but
that she seemed to be treading the bounds
of the dark * mystery with him. The
gust of a sweet brter tossing In the wind
brings It all before me now—the facts of
the frightened children at the gale, the
cries of the man far off launching a little
sloop nn the late tide, the sense of an aw
ful darkness opening out of the light, and
a singular stillness close at hand, broken
only by that strange murmur of Hum
phrey's voice.
"Wife," he was saying, “It's a hard road
you've trod with me.’*
"O no. O no, my dear."
"You've gone along with seven devils
There's a hand come an' cast 'em out at
last! Sally. I'd orier have saved you from
It In the beginning—"
"O Humphrey, there hasn't been a day
I haven't been glad I was with you!"
"Sally,” he murmured again, with stif
fening lip. *'my Bally, 1 never meant harm
to a soul."
"O I know It."
"And I loved you always,” ha said,
presently.
"Ye#, always.”
"It won't be heaven till you come ” he
whispered again, after a moment or two.
He lay a little while, looking up at her
eyes, with a deep smile growing Into hts
face. Then the eyelids fell a trifle; the
glance rested on a space of clear pale sky
full at sn Infinite distance. ' Why, Sally!"
be said suddenly and loud and clear,
"There's Polly!" And then Humphrey was
gone.
It waa little leather at the gate with ua.
who broke Into a wall of sorrow. But Sal
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M.tRIB ANTOINETTE IIDIiBOtHO.
How o Bit of tbe 1-oavre Came to
Sew Bagland.
Now and then one Is led lo wish that
some Inanimate object might for once be
endowed with Ihe power of speech; that
Its atory might be heard at flrst hand;
although the unexpected sometimes hap
pens, however, the Impossible Is quit* an
other thing, and In regard lo the subject
of this article a plain statement of facts
Is all that can be given.
An Interesting piece of furniture whose
history—could we hear It from Itaelf—
would be well worth th* hearing Is a side
board which may be seen In the dining
room of Hon. James P. Baxter. ex-Mayor
of Portland, Me. It waa in USI when as
lla present owner was In Thotsaston. Me.,
he aitw on exhibition a somewhat impos
ing sideboard, and with hta well-known
love of the antique, admired, and at
length purchased the piece, which was
sent to his Portland residence.
Th# sideboard Is of French marquetry,
seml-iirculor In form, the appnranet
drawer* of which open like small doors
by silver handles, each handleplece being
engraved with an acorn and oak leaf.
Rome time after Ms removal to Portland
a woman called lo see Mr. Baxter, and
i-peaking of Ihe piece of furniture, asked
If he knew Its history. No, he did not
know ft. and upon this assertion the wo
man made known the surprising fact that
It had once been the property of no lee*
a personage than the French Queen, Me
rle Antoinette, and came from th*
Louvre. Incredulous as this at first
sounded, subsequent Investigation
brought to light fact* which proved be
yond a doubt the truth of the women’*
•latement.
How It cam* about ehat the personal
property of the unfortunate Queen wa*
found on sale In iw little New England
town la a story that must he told by It
self. She plot of which, had It succeed
ed, would have added a page of romance
lo the histories of two nation*.
During the years 17*5 and IT!M there
hailed from IVlsoasset. Maine, or an Isl
and In Ihe Wlacasset harbor—^celled by th*
Indian* “Jeremy Squasr.." and later known
as Edgeromh laland-a man by the name
of Stephen Dough, gentleman nnd ship
master. Aside from his tine oil mansion
Cept. Dough had Inherited by marriage
the staunch ship Rally, with which, during
17P3, he waa engaged In carrying lumber,
under contract, from Wla asset lo France;
that Oapt. Clough'* Interest# wera some
what divided alwut this lima D shown by
a portion of hla family record, whkb
reads as follows: "Stephen Dough was nt
Paris during the reign of revolutionary
terror under Robespierre, and actively en
gaged In the aid of the victims of the rev
olutionary vengtance." The Bally being
noted for her speed In el) weathers waa,
as may readily be seen, an efficient ally In
hi* work of rescue.
That the captain was well acquainted
with the condition of affairs tn Franca
was due not a'.one to the fact of his fre
quent presence there, hut to the addition
al fact that a neighbor and friend down
on the Maine coast was at the same time
a trusted and wideawake French officer In
the military service of hln country. Thla
tnnn. Ilenneto Claude de HI. Pry, had In
ltd established a salt factory on the shore
of the Sheerscol. and while nominally
engaged In trade In Amerloa. was never
theless In lntlmnte toueh with the affairs
of state In France.
Ro It came about that In the year IT**,
while the Bally lay In a French harbor
awaiting a cargo for her return to the
flheepeeot. Bonnet* Claude de St. Pry sug
gested to a few loyal friends of the mon
archy a most remarkable and unexpected
freight from the little American ship Aa
every atudent of history will rem-mber.
the poor, deposed Queen, Marie Antoi
nette. was at this time In prison. nulTertnff
from the Indignities of her brutal lallei-x,
and 8t Try's suggestion was nothing less
than that the Sally's return cargo should
consist of the Queen and a lew of her
closest friends, with clothing and other
provisions of comfort of residence In a
strange land.
Disguised as longshoremen. Bt. Pry and
hi* coidr<erates called upon Capt. Clough
one day nuC made known lo nta> their
plan. It war a hold and dangerous or.e,
but this did not discourage the sturdy cap
tain; ho wa* as eager to begin Its carry
ing out as were Ihe Instigators them
eelvea. It was not long before the ships
cargo tiegan to come aboard, Inerr wne
many "purchases for the captain.' so
called, tut ccukl these package* and rases
have been opened and examined these
"piirehaM *" would have seemed *o indi
cate f wild extravagance, tossy the least.
Th *ro was furniture of royal make. r<l
m >rt t lateral* design, with other house
hold decorations, and splendid ~ourt gowns
much t.o handsome to he suited I.' the
slmrl” *o< lal requirements of the Wlscas
set dames, imp though they did belcng to
the famhy of Stephen Clough, gentleman
and shlpmoeier.
Ai length everything was In readiness,
and the Sally waited only .for the signal
which should tell her m.ikter that the
plot had succeeded find the queen wap
ready lo emlmrk. The waiting was In
vain. Marie Antoinette hod been removed
10 a deeper dungeon, nnd when she once
more cams out from this It wan not to
Journey by nuans of the broad Atlantic,
but set out upon another sea which we
coll eternity. For after several days of
walling Capt. Clotixh formed one of that
crowd which on the memorable sixteenth
of October. ITUS, saw tiie unfortunate
queen led to the scaffold, where a trag
edy was ended.
It was not until early In the following
year that Capt. Clough reached again hie
native' shore, and then It Is mid thnt
the Holly, though deprived of one roya!
passenger, yet brought i-o less a person
age than the prince and statesman. Tal ey
rand. Certain It Is that he, with a com
panion. strived in Wltcasset about tbl*
time, and no other Maine ship so far as
known was then in the French commerce,
nnd all other ves.-ela were subject to the
French Inhibition.
When the Bally oner more dropped
anchor In Ihe Wlscasset harbor fabulous
stories were soon floating about aa to the
cargo she brought, many of which have
com* .town to the prevent day. A Boston
man. ('apt. James Swan was owner of
the lumber trade In which the Bally and
her master were engaged, and If he had
ho other hand in Che plot for the rescue
of the unhappy queen, he at least, as
oentraet owner, was entitled to a share
of tho ship's unclaimed cargo. A Hula
later we find him budding a fine mansion
4l Dorchester, which, whoa complete.,.
was furnished In so elegant and eostjy
manner as to tx-oome the won,ter
admiration, as .well a* envy, of ell
neighbors Thla unprecedented 4i rp , HV
of magnifleenre naturally caused no It;,
tie remou nt end surmteee; ao great a aeti
setkwi |n fact wee created that a certain
historian observes that "between the
guillotine which took off their head*, ■ |
Swan, who took off their trunks. Uttio
waa left of the French.”
A son of Capt. Swan was an nfflor on
board the Sally on her inemorahle re.
turn from France, being. In fact, super,
cargo, and a portion of hla share of the
royal belongings was Ihe aidehouri
which fortuities the subject of the
present sketch; this young man, Jarntq
Swan, Jr . rot long after his return,
marrlid M§* Caroline Knox, a daughter
of the Revolutionary hero. Oen Henry
Krox of Thcmastcn. and the aUeioart
wnt w.th him to the Knox mansion
arid was there purchase! hy a frW.d of
the family whose ownership continued
until lla purchase aa already slated
The woman who called to tell Its hi,.
Lory to I'* piesent owner had at on#
time teen tho maid of Mr# Thatcher, an
other daughter Of Oen. Knox, and was
well acquainted with Its story. With l>
ahe said, upon l-s arrival in America
had ben a large sliver urn which |g
course of events hud be, n loat sight of
by these most Inieresled; learning r,f
th a Mr. Baxter set about a a>arrh f r
It# recovery, a seatch which wa* for *v.
eral years unavailing At length,
however. It wa* traced to Chelsea, Mas/
where It had become known as the
"Washington and Lefavetta I'm." an I
wna used !n serving coffee at variout
church funrtk na.
The urn wa# purchased anl hrough 1
to Portland, where It waa reunited to
old-time companion, and where It now
stands, a handsome piece of silver
lou-hed off with Ivory, surmounting tha
ancient sideboard.
A few years since, nt a meeting of ihe
Portland Historical Society. Mr Rufus K
Be well of Wlsrasset exhibited a ple-e cf
white brocaded silk, said to |j# a btl of
the robe, ntde b> the Queen's own ha'dr.
In which ahe so bravely met her death,
and that Ills I* vouched for by so well
Informed a mar aa Mr. Sewell, ten.ea
conviction toothers less quallflcd to Judge
A house now standing on the east skle
of the s beepsoot. tn the town of Ldge
rome. ia ki own a*-the Marie Antoine! *
house, this, according lo tradition, having
been built tor the occupancy of the Trench
Queen upon her arrival In Aim r’ca. In
1188 this house wss removed from Its orig
inal site to Its present location.
One * fancy Is allowed full play In pic
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beer passed by tbe Queen within ihe Wxds
of this old house had that daring plot
not failed. Bui. Is It fancy alone which,
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sideboard, gives ua a glimpse of moving
figures, and flashing gems of lords sod
ladle*, a breath of perfumes, the rustle
of si ks. tha clink of glasses, or th* sedo
of laughter kng lines dead?
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