The Republican journal. [volume] (Belfast, Me.) 1829-current, 1876-11-02

tomorrow; but-but-"
'But what, Mamie ?"
''But he only walked up and down Yer,
furiously, while sat there pleading an(
beseeching until grew excessively tired
| am sure ! must have looked very wal
and lonely"
"And then, | suppose, the quarrel be
gan p
Yes. Immediately. George was like ;
tiger He said he had a mind to turn fish
erman at once. and to remain so all hi
days Then, Polly, began to discover
that the sprinklng of roses on my patti
was very shallow one. He finished by
asking me in a very excited manner ach0
it was that | wished him to do VIVA
particular labor would seem proper fol
him to undertake? What We're the terri
Bile faults that he was committing
George said |, Indignantly Il leave al
that to yourself; your own conscience l.
sensitive enough to furnish You with con.
victing answers" Here Miss Mamie
bridled for II moment and then broke
down into another fit Of weeping, and
cast herself for II second time upon the
tender bosom of her friend
| The friend remained II moment in deep
| thought, then she whispered in sirens
voice, and with II sirens embrace, MAN
ME, dear, haven't you been to hear little
Benjamin DFeylus preach lately ?"
"Oh, yes. Polly. all the girls 60"
81 thought So"
And why, pray?" Miss Mamie looked
up with intlamed eyes.
"Well, because you echo that poor boy 5
painting after splendid virtues, and like
him are not at all sure Of what they con-
sist or where they may begin. Listen mo
ment to the Trumpet of Wisdom. There is
such thing as keeping your purities in
hand as well as your faults You have
suddenly conceived the idea that George
is not leading a life that is distinctly prot
table to anybody 1t takes u pretty wise
person to prove that, to begin with but
suppose it true, we find you wishing to
animate him to think more-to open his
eyes to the good he may do with his
wcalth-to learn the pleasures of Il more
aesthetic, intellectual and"
"And religious. Polly"
"Yes, and religious life. Is not that
your plan ?"
"Y-yes"
"Well, and how do you set about it ?
BY putting yourself in Il position to direct
him anew? BY placing yourself in ad-
vance? BY instructing yourself in the
definite methods by which he may rise
No. For when he fairly asked you what
he should do, you at once fell back upon
Your sentiment You should know that
you must inoculate people with goodness,
not shoot it into them. 1t was not the
most sagacious plan lor you, fullhedged
Puritan, to leap suddenly out, and demand
that your best friend should give up his
best pleasure, because you in solitary self
communion, had decided that he should.
If you are convinced that the few weeks
in the year which are spent by George in
such sport might be better employed, you
should have set about persuading him by
slow degrees. | venture to believe that
you have not the remotest idea of the
pleasure OF which you wish to deprive
him, | think you have never been upon
the water. No? | thought not Then,
before you ask George to surrender some
thing Of which You do not understand the
nature, would it not have been better to
have asked yourself, Am | sure that | am
not making mischief? p If you had done so
then this serious trouble would not have
come upon you. Benjie Drcytus, who is
ailing and bloodless, though very good,
has raised you into IL moral atmosphere
too refined for one to breathe on short no
tice. Therefore, if you want George to
ascend to those lofty heights with you,
you must toll him along, and perhaps he
will grow accustomed to it by degrees
don't believe, my poor Mamie"
At this juncture the sound of eight
horses ieet upon the roadway in front OF
the cottage burst in ut the window. Then
there was a great reining-up, and Il great
pranclng and snortlng, and jingling OF
silver harness. bells, mtcrmingcd with the
high tones of female imperiousness, 'Ili,
Pip! hi. Pop! hi. | sayn Then "Nlrs.
Tom Townsend! Mrs. Tom polly!"
'It's Susie Stats! All on fire rs usual
Sit still, Mamie, please. She won't get
out
She opened the shades.
"oh, there you are. Polly, aren't you ?''
YES, Miss Nelse, here | am Aren't
you coming in ?'
Dear, no Pip, be quiet! | just come
up, Polly. about the regatta tomorrow.
Clary has got passes tor the judges boat,
and won't you and Tom go aboard with
ma and me? know you won't feel like
cruising Say yes"
Yes and many thanks
Good Dye know I've been to see the
Cup-the Van Schoonhoven, YOU know
1t is Il beauty All satin work and bright
lights The Petrel is going to win it this
year, because Clary has had a new-but
that is secret. do so want him to get
it away from George! suppose it would
la MAMMA bprriI,I,- ~
kill him - She made Il dash at Il fly up
ON her pony's flank, but, us most flies do
under like circumstances, it flew off intact
81 never saw them SO thick as they are
this year. Poor Pip Poo Pop. Whoa :.
Hi! Oh, Polly, they are such vexatious
delights! They aclU 60, you see. Regat-
ia will be early! We will paddle of to
the Judges boat at nine O'Clock from Cla-
ry pier, By-by.' -
And with her ribboncd whip properly
crossed, and with her arms squared and
her eyes to the front, she vanished amid Il
flourish of wheels. The lady looked around
laughing But she was alone-Miss Nan
ME had fled secretly. *
Before the day was much older, and be-
fore his wife had had an opportunity to ex-
plain the case we wot of, Mr. Tom Town
send strolled out with his cigar, He took
his way down to the water-side for the
purpose of picking up some more yacht
gossip against the morrow. Although he
did not own yacht, he had great regard
for those who did.
He reached the edge Of the Cliff, and
looked down upon the water and the YES
sells. The squadron was assembled and
most of it lay at anchor. A few crafts were
sailing about on the glittering blue, and
the horizon was dotted with them. The
sun was bright the breeze was fresh and
cool, and from the boats below there came
the titful sounds Of preparation, the rattle
Of ropes the fall OF blocks, the voices OF
men, and the clanking of chains.
There was man sitting upon a bench
under the one spruce tree that the cliff al
forded. He was also looking down. He
was brown, powerful, and, at the moment
thoughtful.
'Halloa. George"
He looked around
"Halloa, Toni" They shook hands.
and then both were silent for an instant.