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The Old Church Bell.
Ring on, ring on. sweet Sabbath bell!
Thy mellow tones I love to hear,
I was a boy when first they fell
In mellody upon mine ear;
In those dear days, long past and gone,
When 6portinghere in boyish glee,
Tlie magic of thy Sabbath tone
Awoke emotions deep in me.
Long years have gone, and I have strayed
Out o’er the world far, far away,
But thy dear tones have round me played
On every lovely Sabbath day,
When strolling o’er the mighty plains
Spread widely in the unpeopled West,
Each Sabbath morn I’ve heard thy strains
Tolling the welcome day of rest.
Upon the rocky mountain’s crest,
Where Christian feet have never trod,
In the deep bosom of the West
I’ve thought of thee and worshiped God;
Ring on, sweet bell? I’ve come again
To hear thy cherished call to prayer.
There's less of pleasure now than pain
In those dear tones which fill my ear.
Bing on, ring on, dear bell! ring on!
Once more I’ve come with whitened
head,
To he8r thce t0,b The 80unds are S one!
.4nd ere this Sabbath day has sped
Shall I be gone, and may no more
Give car to thee, sweet Sabbath bell!
Dear church and bell, so loved of yore,
And cliildshood’s happy home, farewell!
--The late Colonel W. H. Sparks, of Geor¬
gia.
PATTY'S LETTERS.
4 We iloii't keep boards's.’said Mrs.
Farquehar, looking in owiish fashion
through her spectacle glasses at Mr.
Stuart Waller. *We‘ve got plenty to
spare without trouble of them. You'll
find the tavern about three-quarters
of a mile below. You must have come
right past its doors. 4
‘Sol did.* sail Ml Waller, who
possessed the insinuating, cliivalric
manner that made every lady whom
be addressed feel herself for the time
being the only feminine creature in
all the universe; ‘but no amount of
money would htire me to wake my
home in a place like that. Here it is
^ikea glimpse of paradise. 4 looking
aronnd admiringly at the shady lawns,
the clematis bordered porcy and th“
hedges all sprinkled over witli pink
buds. ‘I am sure, madam, you will
reconsider your deci-ion, and take me
for a few days,and I will promise to be
no more trouble around t he house than
a kitten. 4
Mrs. Farquehar was but human,
and tlie upshot of affairs was that Mr.
Wa'ler’s trunk arrived the next day.
•Oh, mother,' said Putt? Farquehar
knitting, her pretty eyebrows, ‘why
did you let him iu? and we are so
peaceful and comfortable time here! 4
‘Child, why shouldn't I?* said the
widow. ‘He’s to pay teu dollars
a week board and I have no use for
the little three-cornered room over the
parlor. 4
*1 don't know, 4 Slid Patty, slowly,
‘but it seems tome I feel exact as Eve
must have felt when she saw the ser¬
pent writhing his way into Paradise. 4
‘Noneseuse? 4 exclaimed Mrs. Far-
quehar, almost angrily..
But Patty only laughed and ran
away under the shadow of the pink
buds to meet her lover, Morris New
ton.
‘Little one, 4 said Morris, imprison¬
ing both her soft white hands in his,
‘I have got bad news for you. 4
‘Bad news, Morrir?*
4 I‘ve got to go to Omaha next week
week to see about those silver mines
that one of my clients has an interest
in.‘
4 Ob, dear. 4 said Patty, pursing up
her strawberry of a mouth.
‘I shall be gone six months. 4
‘Worse and worse, 4 said Patfy. 4
‘But if you say so, Patty, 4 drawing
her to hi* side, ‘we can be married
aud make a wedding trip of it. 4
‘The i lea! 4 flashed back Patty,
drawing herself out of his embrace.
‘And I without a siugle dress
mudeV ’ 1
, We bu , ? tlle dl , ‘ ri93
can
ward, 4
‘ That’S all a man knows about
*•' ’
i- ou a ' re ’ a ^ t v% iinposaible? , with
“ ‘Ohl'quRe'tserted the little brun-
ette.
‘Then, ’ 4 said Mi'- Newton, ’ with a
. . b oauBt . write of and ,
8, 6 > Y ou very en,
be getting your folderols ready to
ARLINGTON, GA., FRIDAY, APRIL 28, 1882.
be married as soon as l coma home.,’
‘Yes, 4 said Patty, gravely; that's
more reasonable *
And she went into the house utter¬
ly ignorant that at the same time Mr.
Stuart Waller was laying a wager with
a bosom companion at the Eastworth
Arms that ‘he could cut out the con¬
ceited lawyer iu less than four weeks.
For Mr. Waller piqued by Patty's
cool indifference, and, unfortunately,
his were the 'idle hands* for which
Satan is said to have plenty of mischief
to do.
*She‘s pretty after a fashion, 4 said
he to himself, ‘and I mean to make
her dead in love with me before I‘m
through. 4
Mr. Stuart Waller was a man of the
world. Patty Farquebar was as young
in experience as in years. They were
au ill-mated pair, and it was hardly
three weeks before the tongue of gos¬
sip began to busy itself with the wid -
ows‘s dark eyed daughter.
Mrs. Farquehar came into Patty's
room oue afternoon, and found her
crying as if her heart would break,
and with an open letter in her lap.
‘Heart alive, child! what‘8 the mat¬
ter?* cried the old lady.
“Nothing, nothing, nothing!'*
cried Patty, hurriedly wipiog her eyes
Only I have got a letter from Mor¬
ris, and it makes me feel so had and
sorry. 4
‘Folks didn't cry over love letters
when I was a girl,* said Mrs. Farqu¬
har.
But letter was more to Patty than
her mother suspected. Every trust,
ing woid, every-caressing adjective
was an envenomed airow to her
heart.
Patty knew that almost unconci >us-
ly she had been led into what seemed
to her an inuocent flirtation with
Stuart Waller. She bad walked with
him in the twilight, and she had writ¬
ten him two letters, when lie was
temporarily absent in New Y'ork—
carele s, girlish letters, which, al
though she had no thought of harm
at the time, she would now give
worlds to recall.
‘I'll ask him to letnrn them to me,‘
said Patty to herself, ‘and then I'll
turu over a new leaf. I will go to
Aunt 1’rudecitt‘s while he remains
here, and begin my wedding clothes
in good earnest.*
But when Patty Farquhar prefer¬
red iter innoeeut request, Mr. Waller
laughed in her face.
“My dear Patty’ 4 said lie, ‘do yon
take me for a foal? 4
4 My name is Miss Farquhar, 4 said
the girl, with flushing eyes.
‘Excuse me; but when you say
‘Dear Stuart—*
‘I never said such a thing!’ iuter-
r up ted Patty, with buruing cheeks
and eyes aflame.
‘Iu the letter. 1
‘I said ‘Dear Mr. Waller,' panted
Patty.
‘Excuse me once more, Y"our
memory plays you false. 4
•Will you return to me the letters? 4
‘Miss Farquhar, 4 with a low bow,
‘they a re a great deal too precious to
me. 4
‘You refuse? 4
'I never refuse anything to a lady,
but— 4
Patty did not stay to hear the con ¬
clusion , but flashed out into the after¬
noon sunshiue, with a large lump ia
her throat and a curious sensation
as if all her blood was turned to fire.
‘Whut a fool a have been, 4 she
thought, pacing up the tiny graveled
walk like a chained pantheress, and
biting her scarlet lip.
‘Oil, what an idiot, unreasonable
fool! And what will become of me if
Morris Newton sees those scrawls?
But surely, surely, In tho wildest mo
ment et infatuation,I never addressed
him as ‘Dear Stuart? 4 Be that as it
may however, I must and will get
those letters back. 4
Fired with Indignation, Patty Far-
even got a false key to bis trunk
' Anf'sUe htd 8 ’
vaiu. * the satisfaction
a11 ftbout U '
‘I will have them vet, ’ 4 said I’atty.
“
... Miss iatquhar „ , was standing , with
clasped hands before the wide opened
door of the old -fashioned oven, built
on tbeef eud the kitchen chimney and
extending n sort of humpbncK excres-
ence out into tlie lilac bushes of the
back garden, when Mr. Wnller came
in with a string of speckled trout
depending from his finger.
*Li\ Penserorsnl* said he lightly.
‘Pardon me, Patty, but why are you
so grave?*
4 My thimble,' said she, ‘it has roll¬
ed down into the oven—my little
gold thimble.’
‘And can you reach it?*
‘It is impossible.’
‘Nothing is impossible when a lady's
behest, spurs one oa,‘ said Mr, Waller,
gallently. Stand aside one second,
Penserosa. 4
And be sprang viliantly into the
yawning depths of the old brick oven.
It was decidedly warm, for the fires
had just been taken oat; it was decid¬
edly dark, but no sooner had he enter¬
ed than Patty, a brilliant inspiration
lighting her heart and face alike,
swung the massive door to, and fas¬
tened it with the sturdy bolt.
“Hello!’’ said Mr. Waller; “What
iu the world are you doing, Patty!'’
“I‘m shutting the door, 44 Putty
breathlessly responded.
‘ But I can not find your thimble iu
this Egyptian darkness.* 4
“I do not want my thimble. •*
‘Putty—Miss Farquhar—what do
you mean? 1
•I mean to have those letters back,’
announced Patty.
‘Do you want to roast me alive in
this black hole of Calcutta? 1
'I don't much care whether you
roast or not, 4 respond d Patty.
‘I shall shout for help. 4
‘Shout away, 4 said Patty, with a
laugh. ‘Doicu 8 is hanging out
clothes by the river, and mother lias
goue away to the village. D 1 shout!'
‘Patty. 4 imploringly suid Mr. Wal-
ler.
•Well! 4
•Am I to be held a prisoner here
fer Hfe? 4
‘Until you give me those letters? 4
‘lean 4 ?, 4 replied Mr. ».uller, 4 I
have not got them with me. 4
‘But you can tell me where they
are, I suppose, 4 rejoined Putty.
The oven was hot aud dark—a sen¬
sation akin to suffocation stole over
Stuart Waller.
•Let me out.* said he, grinding his
teeth, ‘and I will give them t‘> you.'
‘That won't do,‘ retorted Patty. ‘I
must have them before you come out
or not at all. 4
‘Impossible. 4
'Nothing is impossible when a lady's
behest spurs one on, 4 mimicked Pat
-y.
Mr. Waller uttered an exclamation
wliicji was certainly not a prayer.,
*/can't stand tbit broiling hole!*
shouted lie. ‘In the little lattice sum¬
mer house under the loose board of
the table. Quick, or I shall surely be
stifled to death!*
Patty flew off as if her tiny feet
were garnished with wings. In the
summer house under the loose board
of the table, lay the two letters, as
Waller had said, wrapped in »il silk,
and tied with a yellow cigar libbou.
Catching them up, she tore them
hurriedly open.
4 I kuew it wasn't Dear Stuart. 4
she exclaimed mockingly, and then
tearing them into a shower of infini¬
tesimal pieces, she flung them to the
summer wind.
Half a minute later, Mr. Waller,
crumpled as to lineo, frowsy as to
hair aud stream ug with perspiration,
crept out of his sul.ry cell. Patty
courtesyed low to greet his egress.
•Walk out, 4 said she, ‘coward and
liar.
Mr. Waller made no reply. What
could he have said?
He left Farquhar cottage that eve¬
ning. He said he bad received a tel¬
egram. Perhaps he had, but Patty
had her doubts on the subject.
At all events he disappeard, and Pat-
~ r°-
Morris Newton came back in Octo-
ber, and Patty married him. But
J ev f toM 0De ’ f" n J ,,er ' 1US -
record? ’Wbatls^gr^rcharge 4 asked the professorof History on
And the absent minded student ans-
wered: , ‘seventeen . . dollars . „ hack , , hire
for self and girl for two hours.*
Lost in The Fog.
Erasmus T. Ruggleson, a young
roan of Saxon lineage, worked on a
farm out here in Yellow Springs*
township. He was not rich, but be
whs industrious and just too pretty for
anything. So was the daughter of
the farmer for whom he worked. She
was wealthier tbau Erasmus, but she
was not proud. When the chores
were done in the winter eveuings, she
went with him to the singiug school,
and she walked by his side to church.
She loved him, she had rather sit at
her casement in the gloaming, aDd
hear him holler ‘poo-oo-ey! 4 in long
drawn, mellow cadences, at the hour
of feeding of the swine, than hear
Campaniiiising ‘M tea ion i del Vermi¬
celli* from ‘Hatidogzlmnni in Venezue*
And he—he was clean goue her. Mash¬
ed past all SurgeryT When they fool¬
ishly let the old man into their plans
for each others happiness and half the
farm, the wrathful agriculturist said
if lie heard one more word, of such
nonsense, just another word, lie would
lay that farm waste with physical
havoc, and blight its winter wheat
with the salt tears of his only child,
and that was the kind of a father in¬
law he was inclined to be.
Naturally, the young people deter¬
mined tolly. Their plans were laid;
the night was set. So was the ladder.
At its foot waited the ardent Erasmus
ltuggleton, gazing at the window for
the appearance of his love. Present¬
ly the window opened softly, and a
face he loyed appeared.
‘Rasmus! 4 ‘Florence! 4
‘Yes, dearest. Shall I drop my
things right down? 4
‘Yes love; I will catch them. Let
tile bundle fall . 4
The flittering starlight of the clear
March night fell ou Erasmus's glad
and upturned face. So did a trunk,
four feet high, four feet wide, and
about eight feet long. It weighed
about 2,700 pounds. 7t contained a
few ‘things, that uo woman could be
expected to travel without,* aud Flor-
rence had spent three weeks packing
that, trunk for her elopement.
Erasmus lluggleson did not scream.
He did not moan. He couldn't. He
had no show. Florence came down
the ladder, having first, with a maid
enly sen e of propriety, requested her
lover lo turn his back and look at the
barn. He may have heard her, but
he did not look at the barn. He was
busily engaged in looking at the bots
tom of that trunk, and thinking how
like all creation lie would yell if he
ever got hi 1 mouth outdoors again.
Flortvnce reached the foot of the
ladder. ‘Did you get my trunk,
Erasmus?’ she raid looking around
for him.
‘Oh, yes* said said a hoarse mock¬
ing voice at her elbow, ‘Oil, yes he
g it it. Got it bad, too. 4
She turned, knew her papa, shriek¬
ed once, twice, again and once more
for the boys and fainted away.
‘I never worried about it a minute
the heartless old man told his neigh¬
bors the next day, ‘though I know-
ed we jj eno „gj, w h a t was goln‘ on all
^ tj me p ve boen n^rried twice,
ao( j j< ve Q ]nrl i ( ,d off four daughters
and , wo tong if j doB . t know
what baggage a woman cairies when
she travels, by this time, I'm too old
to learn. 4
And, Erasmus Ruggleson. Tlie
jury brought in a verdict that he
came to bis death by habitual drunk
enuess, and the temperance papers
didu 4 t talk about anything else for
the next six week*. —Burlington
Hawkeye.
.Another atrocity bus been discov¬
ered iu the way of adulteration. In
Eastern, Pa.,there are three firms en¬
gaged in the manufacture of what
they call ‘‘mineral pu!p.“ It is
nothing more gpr less than soft slate
or soap-stone ground iuto powder It
is claimed that this is in immense
quantities for the adulteration of su-
gar, flour and other household
modities. One man, with three car-
loads of a poor grade of flour, is said
^ ^ C " r '° U< ! ° f
,.
^’TL'Tover ^
country.
® ’ ,
‘You ,, are fond of money for lfself? , 4
. 01 , t no> » Hiud J 0 hnsonburg, ‘I am
fond of it for myself.*
Vol. III. No. 20
Governor Crittenden-
HE DISCUSSES THE TAKING OFF JESSE*
JAMES. THE YCTAW.
Governor Crittenden, of Missouri,
who has been frequetly mentioned dur
iug the past few day> in connection
with the recent James Ford tragedy
at St. Joseph,has arrived at Willard's.
His comiug had been anticipated by
the newspaper fraternity, and bis ad¬
vent was the signal fora general rush
to interview him. On complaint of
general weriness he iqimediatjly went
to his rooms, where a representative
of the Post was cordially invited to ac¬
company him and being asked: ‘Are
you satisfied that Jesse James is killed?
replied with emphasis, * I um, most as
suredly. Bob Ford, the young man
who did the deed, weut out with that
iutention about a fortnight ng >. He
had with him two revolvers belonging
to the State, which had been furnish-*
ed him by the Police Commissioners
of Kansas City. 4
‘He wa* acting then under your nus
thority? 4 suggested tlie reporter.
‘Oil no; there was no understanding
of that kind. Ford came to me sever.
al weeks ago, he asked me if I wanted
Jessee James; I suid yes; §1,000 would
he paid for him dead or alive, I offer
ed him no inducement to kill Hie man
I only said 1 would give him the bene¬
fit of my protection. He then left
aud iu a conversation with Captain
Craig tol l what he was going to do.
Craig then told me,soon after I wrote
Craig, saying that 1 heard Jesse had
killed Bob. On Monday morning 1
received a telegram dated at Et. Jo,
and signed by Ford to the following
effect; Mtet mo nt Kansas City 1
have my man.
‘What is tho effect of his death on
his friends; and what is tha senti¬
ment in Jackson and Clay oounties? 4
asked the reporter,
“The effect upon his friends and
old associates is depressing, and the
sentiment of law.abiding citizens is
oue of ardent thanksgiving. It is hard
to describe tho feelings of relief the
death of tlijs desperado has caused.One
man sai l to tpe joyfully that it would
raise the value of his land $10 au
acre. Those who depracate the death
of this man belong almost altogether
to the outlawed element.*
*Hus the reward been paid? 4
•No; for the man Ford is held for
murder in the first degree. The grand
jaiy is to report next Monday; if
through any possibility be should bo
released, be can be re-arestad and tried
for complicity in train lobberies 4
‘Do you think the James gang, so
called, is now broken up? 4
‘Frank James is the only member
of it now living. 2’he other are either
dead, in the pentouJiary or tinder my
observation. Truiu robbery is a thing
of tlie past.
‘Where is Frank James? 4
‘He is in Missouri somewhere. I
have no fear of trouble from him. He
will try to live a belter life.,
*7/ave you received threats of per¬
sonal injmy? 4
‘Yes, indeed; only week ago they
hud me killed. *
‘What can bo the motive of some of
the St. Louis pap r.-in attacking you?
‘No motive, but that of a desire to
make us much politual capital out of
the affair as
’How many tim-s have you read
your obitiuary? 4 inquired the reporter,
‘Three times; once duiing the w*r,
once after the tire in the Southern Ho¬
tel,aud the third time a few days ago.
I am still living and I have no doubt
I will live to s*e the law in my State
supreme, I think outlawry has been
struck a vital blow in tbe death of
Jesse James.
And the firm expression on the Gov¬
ernor’s good-natured countenance Tha
showed that he meant all be said.
interview here closed,and the report¬
er left him gathering up the potraits
of tbe pincipals iu the Jesse Janie trag¬
edy aud replacing them iu his pock-
et.
A farmer was walking around iu his
ysrd on stilts in the inundated district
0 ft be Mississippi 'Valley when he
heard a splash. A child had fallen
f roln a ^cond story window. A
stranger standing near was alarmed.
Moat of the , ittIe onpg in #,° uei .
borhood , ,, have similar ... rule 11 life pre-
servers attached to then per.
sons.