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VOL. 8. =rf= DUBLIN, GEOllWIA, WEDNESDAY, APRIL 0>, 1881. That f^vV- f;/ $>■ LUCK. A Story of Two Young Men. BY AMELIA E. BARB. “Do you see that big, new granite building over there, James? belongs to David Tan null ill.” “Well, Archy, wliat of it?” “Well, ten years ago ho hadn’t a bawbee to his name.” The speakers were two youths dressed in the flaring scarlet gowns and square caps which the rules of Glasgow College present^ tb her students; and they stood a moment to look admiringly at the huge block of white stone; “Such luck!” said Archy—and I mind him well enough iu our village chipping stone. His father was a stone-mason, and David learned his trade with him.” . “ ‘Tunnahill & Co., Importers of Indian and Turkish goods,’ ” read James. ‘ -How's that, then ? WTiat’s a stone-mason doing with Decca gauzes and muslins from Stamboul, eh?” “That’s the story, and I mind the beginning of it. It was one summer afternoon, and David was chipping away in his father’s yard at Hamil ton. I and a wheeu other boys were sauntering off with our linos to Coila Linn for trout, when a gig, with a gentleihan in it, came dashing through the village. The horse had run away, -and taken all things its own road. I dontt know just .how. -1.. i'.li. n . . m-'- l David flung down his mallet and caught the heast. The saved man was John Orr, the great Turkey merchant, and lie offered David money or schooling, or what lie wanted. But David would naught hut,a chance to learn trading—for he had aye the gift to turn one bawbee into ten—and so John Orr took him back to Glasgow with him. “Up, Up, from one desk to another, then to London, then to Constanti nople, syne a partner, by and by a in-law, last of all heir of John Orr’s bvkQso and land ami business. It’s like a page out of the ‘Thousand and One Nights.’ A fellow had better be born lucky thnu irieh there were plenty of young men iu Hamilton you’d have picked out for Fortune before David Tannnhill, but it was just his luck,” “Luck! 1 don’t know that. Da vid must have been clever, industri ous, honest agreeable, or his chance would have done him small good. He had the qualities that turn opportunity into gain, I’m thinking, or he would have been chipping stone in Hamilton yet.” “Nonsense, James! It’s all luck. David Tannahill is that fortunate, that if you flung him in the Clyde, he’d come up with a fish in his hand.” ^ H “Luck is an unlucky word, Archy, to be aye on a mail’s lips; and I’ve heard say, that Luck follows them who look for it. One proverb is'as good as another, you know, until you try Diem Here the young men were joined l>y some more scarlet gowns and square caps, and the conversation drifted at once into the approaching examinations, and the prospect, of degrees. Probably neither Afchy uor James thought again of Tannahill & Co. It was one of those incidents so often dropped iiito life, which seems nt the time an intruder, ana only comes to find its connecting link years afterwards. •Tames took high honors, and then went for a pedestrian tour among the Cheviot hills. Hewautcd recreation, and he wanted solitude to consider what road lie should now take. He came home detel-mined to bo a trader, and to accept the first good opportu nity that offered, ho matter whether the trading was to be in leather, sewed muslins, or Dunlop cheeses. “That is what I have made up my mind to. father,” lie said, very de cided iy. “Then I need na show you a letter fra Doctor Wilson, o’ Edinbro’? It mm a week syne; he was vera proud o’ the Stan’ ye took i’ your classes, an’ he just offers to gio ye his ain taking profession. But if ye think it good to be a merchant, ye dinna want to be a doctor.” “Good is good, father, but better carries the day; and I’m for Dr. Wilson’s offer.” “That’s the way loddioa ‘mnke llp their minds;’ but there’K'naetliing to prevent ye changing—only yd’li tak notice that changing an’ bettering dinna follow only by natural law.” However, James insisted that a road ready made was better than one to make, and the next week saw him studying medicine and surgery with the very same enthusiasm that he had studied David, and Homer, and Horace. Perhaps all the more in telligently, indeed, for this very reason; for that “specialty” is the most complete that draws depth and breadth and light from every source under heaven. ; About five years afterwards Dr. Wilson looked into James’little office in the Cannongate, and said: “James, how old are you;” “l am twenty-six, or thereabouts.” “And how much are you making?” “Perhaps two hundred pounds a yeitr, Doctor.” ‘Hjoes that and your future clutnccs here satisfy you?” •As long as I can see nothing bet ter to be had.” I thought so. The Seventh Highlanders sailfor India next week, and their colonel and I are kin by onr wives. He asked me to-day about, a doctor for the poet. What do you think of it?” “Nothing hipt alternate doses of tropics and poles co».ld ‘try’ you, “And the salary? It isn't much, I dare say.” “Only double wliat yon are mak ing; but then thoret is the local prac tice, and a native court beside. The king’s household is somewhere in the neighborhood of six liundrod people. I should think, altogether, that it was better than a street or two in Edinburgh.” “Aprudcnt man could find chances too, to trade or speculate a little. Doctor; there is a prejudice against physicians doing that kind of thing here.” “Very properly—but that is a thing by itself, James; the main question you’ll give me .an answer to to-morrow.” “No need to wait, Doctor; I ac cept. I’ll never say ‘No’ to the good that comes to me. When do we sail?” “Next Wednesday by the Indra, from the Broomilaw, Glasgow.” So next Wednesday morning Dr. James Laing, of the Seventh High landers, was waiting at the Broomi law for the tender that was to carry him and the troops down the river to the open Frith, where the Indra \uy waiting for them. He was a little early, and as it was raining he sat In the “noddy” smoking and speculat ing about the hurrying crowds. Paesently a figure passed that lie knew, and ho hailed it. It was his old friend and class-mate, Archy Maxwell. What are you doing hero, James?” “Waiting for the tender. I sail in the Indra,i.” ‘Oh, that’s your next move, is it? When will yon return?” “I cannot tell. I shall work up this event to the best of my power; when the next comes I shall be ready for it. What arc you dping?” “With Reid & Thom—their ship ping clerk — beastly business—but' there’s a bit of good luck waiting for me, if I could make up my mind to take'it.” . _ jMl Wliat do you mean?” I mean liobina Baird—she has and sho played ‘tag’ together.” “Jenny’s poor. A farm and £10,- 000 with a pretty girl that likes you well is a bit of luck a mau ‘can’t afford to throw away.” “I don’t know about that. Is it luck to tyno true love for money? never was as vruimjr so, perhaps I’m no judge; but I think if a good bonnie lassie should ever think me worthy of it, I’d count that the bestef luck that could como to nie. Yon are in a good firm, Archy and have kin and friouds. It is u small price, is £10,000, for your awn and Jenny’s happiness. Take second though t abou t i t. ” “Perhaps I might if it was really a good house to mo. But I’ve been there all of three years, and still at my old dokk. There’s been new bands brongb.t over me, too. I think that’s a shame. Fact is, I do too well in my plane to bo changed; but. if I had ten thousand pounds to start me I could do as well for myself as for Reid & Thom.” Then the friends parted, and James set his face steadily Indiaward, allowing no doubts,, or regrets, or hesitation to mar the unity of his purpose. He had no time for any. if he had boon disposed for them, for there was much sickness on board, and still more during the march inland, and the acclimating of the men. But after a while things sot tied intou regular groove, and James gathered a large circle of patrons and friends in the fine old city of Agra. It did not take him long after this to become familiar with tho “ins and outs” of Indigo, and the strait seasons in silvered gauzes and wrought mus- taken him into partnership. Archy said ho had imposed on bis good nit- 1 2 1 !™? wrought m.,;- tura I"**- «aa w- Ilf) U'lLQ il nilliil llBlinmit ulv’l/'iii lit tnu £10,000, and that Kwington.’ “Bnt t little place at lie was a quiet, prudent speculator and many suspected that ho was rapidly growing nob;- but ho seldom appeared personally in Iransactions; and after twelve years’ residence in Agra, it was as the physician; alone that he was known. His practieo had indeed become vory large, and, as a natural result, he had mado tho acquaintance of many beautiful women. But lie had never fallen in love. Some moil would have prided themselves on the fact. James was rather ashamed of it, and often in the self-communing of his lonoly cigar tried to find out. wherein lay the deficiency in his nature. One day lie received an urgent messago to attend the daughter of an old Agra trader whoso bungalow was in sight of his own window. IIo knew the moment that ho saw Marian Hill that love iiad only been waiting for her; and in tho long, low fever through which -lie attended her, she grew to be ull that lie had over read or imagined woman could bo to man. But Marian was but sixteen and lie was thirty-eight. She was rarely beautiful, and delicate as a flower; he was rough and strong, and only handsome in virtue of his strong, purposeful manhood. It seemed al most hopeless to hope, and yetr/it was not in James Laing's nature to stop hoping and working for whatever ho sot bqfero himself as good and desirable. So he lingered away the sweet, silent hours of Marian’s recovery, took her out for slow, cool drives, and whiled away long hours with many a song and romanco of tho “Land of old Gunl.” One oveuing, as he sat holding her small, wasted hand in his, Marian said: “Doctor, papa intends to send me to Scotland as soon as I am able to travel—do you think it best?” “It is the very best tiling for you.” “But wliat shall I do withoutyou?” “Would you like mo to go, too?” “Yes.” “Then I shall go. I have been thinking of it for two years. I was only waiting for some one to ask me.” It was in tiie arrangements .ing i(arian’f| take charge of an unusuully valuable consignment to tho great Glasgow Ann; and, secondly, it came out, that David’s wife was Marian’s aunt, and that it was with hor sho would stay. So with this double claim upon his romombmneo, James recalled readily told him of tho Hamilton stone-ma son. , Yet purposes work so d imlv and slowly that evon then ho had no con caption that within one year lie would have married David Tun null ill's niece and beoomo the partner of tho fa mons Oriontal trader. The prom iso Marian and ho mado each other as they stood, hand in hand, watching the gradual revelation of tho Sootili shore, was tho first stop to this. The second was tho tact, prudence, and intimate knowlodgo of Indian affairs which Janies gradually developed in his business relations witli tho house of Tannahill & Co. Ho had been at homo about two years when hornet in the oxohango, one day, a- person lie know well, in spite of many adverse changes Archy Maxwell. Archy was only too glad to find a friend who would listen to his plansaud his complaints, and he poured then fully out into James’ ear. He had married Robina Baird, and gone into buinoss with her money; but there.had been a combination of Glasgow shippers to destroy him every one had wronged and injured him, and, of course, h- had failed. Than an iiiiclo "iitu ter terms. Then ho had made a great deal of money in railway script and lost it all in mining. Then his wife’s aunt had left them a complete ly furnished hotel doing a splendid business. Ho had tried to run it himself,and failed disastrously. But lie had had a windfall from his Oalodonian shares, and bought heav ily in the Ayr Iron Company stock- tliat he was sure would rot novo all errors and Jossos; and iu tho mean time would James loud him £30?’ •James looked at tlio half-shabby man, with his nervous, apologizing manners and sanguine tulk, and, sadly enough, mado him free for the time of his purse. -‘But Archy,” he said, “the bedt thing for you is steady work, with a steady income. Will you take it if I give it yon ?” “No; I’ll try my luck a little lon ger; it’s a long lane that has no turn ing.” “Better tako my offer, Archy.” “.Not yet—not yet; thank you all the sumo, James. You’ve boon a lucky follow—” “Stop one moment, Archy. You have been a much luckier follow than I have. No one over gave mo ten thousand pounds. No one over loft gig me ling. I paid forty thousand pounds for my share in tho house of Tanna hill & Co., every pound the result of a careful, prudent cultivation of such opportunities as opened up on my path, if you are going to do bettof you must trust to something else than luck.” * ‘O, I’m not downhearted, James. Good fortune will come tapping at my door some day.” ‘And the first quest!n elic will ask will be: ‘Is Wisdom within ?’ Good fortune taps at many a door, but she nover goes in to stay, unless there arc * few sensible virtues in side to entertain her.” Truthful Joonis. There wore threo or four old codg ei’s seated around a stove in tho baok oom of a Galveston saloon, toasting their shins and spinning yarns. An old stago-drivor named Smoot, with a bald head and a long yellow K which probably owod its peculiar col- — . ■ ... viewing tobacco for the last forty years, spoke up and said: “Tho bost-hoartod man I ovor know in my lifo was Bob Iltnkloy, who used to bo sheriff up in Ne braska in tho early days. Ho was tho whitost man I ever saw. Ho was tho easiest man on prisoners that over lived. When a prisoner’s timo was up he always refused to go; ho had had snob anico time in jail. By thundor, in some cases tho coun ty Attorney had to got out writs for trespass, just as you do rh oases where a tomitit refuses to get out of u house, in order to get those prison ers out of jail. Bob Hitikloy used to food the prisoners so well, and treat ed them so gen Humanly, that men would just shoot somebody for no other purpose than to ,got in that jail. I was in there myself for a week or waiting to lie vindicated on tho olmrgo of stealing a hog. Well, one day—it was awful warm—wo sent a man who was in for- murder aoross tho streob to a saloon to bring over a trayfil of drinks. Wo waited for a good while, and one of us hollered out from the jail window for the murderer to bring ovor thorn drinks quick,us we. wore suffering for thorn, Blit ho- didn't- come • ovor Worth' if cone. When Bob Ilinkloy camo in we said.to him: “Mr. Sheriff, that roiivdo--** got tmoK yet with them drinks.” It was hinted around among us that tho murderer hud lit out, but old Bob wouldn’t listen to ft lib burst into tours, and said; ‘I know that pool- boy hasn’t loft mei Somebody must have kidnapped him. 1 am sure something must have happened to him. Como, hoys let’s hunt him up.’ And ull the .ail-birds, counterfeiters and tho like, turned out and hunted thut wholo town over.” “Did they find the missing mur derer?” Yes, we found Him. It was jpst ns Bob huhI. Ho never ran away Ho had been kidnapped by a vigilance committee and was hanging to a trbo. Wo all came back to jail, feeling very blue. Aftor that wo prisoners quit strolling about town aiid going out hunting, but Bob Hinkley made it so comfortable for us that we didn’t care to stroll. He had a sa loon fixed up for us in tho jail for fcqy ho might lose spine of us. It uin’t often you find a Sheriff taking such good care of his prisoners.” Tho speaker, having finished, got up and strolled out. One of the other old'codgers spoke up, aud, motioning to tlie retreating form of the last speaker, said: “Ho ain’t at himsolf now, but when hd was a yonugtr inun, before ter aftor a while, people will call him ‘Truthful Jccms. —Galveston News, m tefci .wertJonny A woman may drove of ing as a soon ns Congres resident receptions, and facet! Twenty Years Ago. A correspondent of a Northern iapor, who had visited Montgomery, •la., says, among other things, that tho Capitol building, and all located on tho ernincnco to the oast of the city, and it was on steps of this building that upon that April morn ing in 1801, Jefferson Davis and Alex. H. Stephens were inaugurated President and Vice President of the Southern Confederacy. Standing there to-day and looking at the pros perous town, one can hardly believe that but twenty years ago from this very spot went forth the edict that arrayed millions of men in one coun try in deadly comb another, and astonis by their deeds of bravery of Montgomery, will find a hearty t with the ossur- ©t A romance in real lifo is of the gossips m a neighboring Seven years ago a young man i Qcopnm A rhbnr Hrnhh landed in York from Liverpool. He was son of the superintendent of one- London’s public libraries, who also a largo stockholder iti the theater, London. At home Bi-ebb had toft* life* brough t aWJ'^Pirre! betwev ... tind his fat her find he determined omigruto. In Now York Brebb in with fast frionds and soon Ilia small sum of money was exhausted. Having no trade, Brebb started out with a gang of tramps and for five years roamed from state to state dir ty and ragged. In April, 1879 lie was with dirty companions hanging around Cadiz, Harrison county O., « One Sunday John II. Fair, a small farmer and coal oporator, with hi# family was out walking, and as tho roads wore muddy they took tllO - railroad track. Aftor walking some distance they camo upon young v Brebb and his gang hnddlod around a fire. Mr. Fair got into conversa tion with the men, and Mrs. Fuir noticed by Brobb’s speech that ho was a nat ive of her own country. Mr. aiul Mrs. Fair asked Brebb to cut loose from his com panions am stay with them. This Brebb agreed to do, and next day lie was put to work. .Shortly after Brebb boWm one of the Fair household a widowed sistor of Mrs. Fair came over froi England to make her homo with! Fairs. She was told tho stori Bi-ebb mid Brebb and Mrs. Tw< soon grow to bo vory warm Irl Friendship in timo ripened love, an 3 ore muny months ; iy Mrs. Twecdio consented to Brebb, although she knew nothing us to who lie really was iwd“ knew of his lifo in this country fro* his own account, llo was a redeem ed tramp and that was all. ceremony was ]>ei-forniod in Deceit bor of that year, ufter which matters wont along as usual feff soverai months. Finally, Brebb Goncfi§£||H|l he would write homo and let W v pooplo know cf his whereabout#aAd situation. Aftor u lapse o| a time ho received an answer st that his father died two years ago and that in his will ho hod left his Wayward son £10,000. Brebb then disclosed his itj^ntity to his wife and relatives, and soon after left with his wife for London, where, from .a lot- ter received this week, they arrived in due time and had immediately received the inheritance of about $50,000.—Pittslmry Dispatch, fit ind Cleur Grit. A plucky Kentucky school ma’am is Miss Hllbroth, of Hopkins county. She attempted to punish a boy nam ed Merrill for some misdemeanor, when the youth drew his knife. Miss Hill broth unarmed him, and he brought a club to bis assistance, blit she finally whipped him. That night the hoy’s father went to Miss Hilbrotli’s boarding liouso aud cursed hor shamefully. The noxt duy ho wont to the school house to contiinto his abuse, but the lady had armed herself with a pistol und dured Mcr- . nil to enter tho door. Merrill ran home and was returning with a shot gun, when ho was arrested by on officer, but soon escaped, and is now at large. Almost flbndisli outrage was at tempted, last week, on a young lady in the lowor portion of this county, by n negro by the name of Bunts, lie was overtaken by a party of in dignant citizens, brought back to the scene of the attempted outrage, and .summarily dealt with. The weak und innocent should bo protec ted against brute violence at auy and every cost. The verdict of Idle coro ner’s jury was to the Barnes cams to his df wont