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The Lamoille news. (Hyde Park, Vt.) 1877-1881, 1877-10-24
An Elk,s Raid ON q Fort.

A few days ago the military and civil
ians at Fort Laramie were astonished at
the sight of huge elk, which ran out Of
the underbrush in the Platte river bot
tom and charged directly through the
parade ground. The antlered monster
was pursued by pack of dogs Of all
sizes, and after clearing the buildings
one canine, bolder than his fellows,
nipped at his heel, when the eld whirled,
threw down his antler, impaled three or
four of his pursuers, then, lifting his
handsome head quickly, he threw them
many yards away. Two dogs were killed
by the goring and fall, while two or
three others were trampled to death.
Not many minutes elapsed before dozen
officers, soldiers and civilians were
mounted and in lively pursuit. Several
hundred cartridges were exploded, with
no perceptible effect except to increase
the speed of the forest monarch, and
after wearing out their horses in q two
hours run, the pursuers gave up the
chase and returned to the fort, leaving
the elk to seek some quiet grazing spot
on the boundless plains.
The Lamoille news. (Hyde Park, Vt.) 1877-1881, 1877-10-24
Osman Pasha.

Osman Pasha, the Turkish commander
at Plevna, is described by war corre-
spondent as middle-aged looking man
having the appearance of an English
farmer. He speaks a little French, I'M
derstands little more, but prefers to
talk Turkish when he can. He looks
after everything himself-after the sup
plies of ammunition, the commisariat
stores, and the medicines. On the battle
field he received kilograms and messages
from every part of the field continually;
"and while engaged in trying to out
maneuver willy and active enemy, he
sat on little stool with o lead pencil
behind his ear sometimes, and sometimes
stuck under the edge of his fez, with his
field-glass in his hand and cigarette
in his mouth, as cool and collected as
though he had been listening to lecture
on the Arctic regions. He never for an
instant spoke or acted hastily, maintain
ing his extraordinary GOODNESS through
out the thirteen hours of the battle. He
showed me revolver case taken from
the body of dead Russian officer, in
which there was actually sham wooden
model Of pistol-that was all-with a
ring in the butt-end."
The Lamoille news. (Hyde Park, Vt.) 1877-1881, 1877-10-24
items Of Interest.

New Madrid, No., claims to be the
geographical center Of the earthquake
circle. Glad tohear it-shake.
Mr.. Delaine has retired from the edi-
torship of the London Times, after
holding the position thirty-seven years.
The cornucopia and the Texas steer
are similar, in that one is the horn OF
plenty, and the other is plenty of horn.
The young mans mind now turns
toward hops, and they go to his head or
his heels, as he takes them in beer or
ball rooms.
A family residing near the Lebanon
Valley Railroad, Pa, is composed OF
three blind old ladies and the son OF one
of them, who has been an invalid over
thirty years.
1t is easy to run Republican paper
in France. For instance, you write an
able article against the administration,
and then you don't write any more for
several weeks.
What is the difference between a
schoolboy studying his lesson and a farm
er watching his COWS? Answer: one is
stocking his mind and the other is mind
ing his stock.
An old horse, which has run loose in
the streets of Marblehead for some time,
deliberately committed suicide on
recent evening by walking overheard
from one of the wharfs.
One of the most interesting objects
destroyed in the Patent Office fire at
Washington was Whitney's cotton gin,
the invention of which built up the cot
ton trade of the South.
A Baltimore lawyer sued his minister
for fee of $5Ofor legal services, and the
Jury found that he was worthy OF his
hire. The clergyman testified that he
consulted him as a friend and member
of his congregation, and that he did not
expect to be charged for it.
Sweet is childhood -childhood's over,
Kiss and part.
| Sweet is youth, but youths rover,
Sos my heart.
Sweet is rest, but all by showing
Toll is nigh.
We must go. Alas, the going
Say Goodbye"
The Lamoille news. (Hyde Park, Vt.) 1877-1881, 1877-10-24
Words of Wisdom.

He that has no friend and no enemy is
one of the vulgar, and without talents,
powers, or energy.
Conscience, be it ever SO little worm
while we live, grows suddenly to
serpent on our death-bed.
Franklin says, ga poor man must
work to find meat for his stomach,
rich one to find stomach for meat.
The unpleasant sensation that is pro.
duced by modesty, is amply compensat-
ell by the prepossession it creates in
our favor.
He who has guineas for his subjects,
is, unfortunately, the king of most men.
A man may start at impending danger
or vince at the sensation of pain and
yet he may be true philosopher and
not be afraid of death.
A passionate man should be regarded
with the same caution as q loaded
blunderbuss, which may unexpectedly
90 off and do us an injury.
Too much sensibility creates unhappi-
ness and too much insensibility creates
crime.
He who surpasses or subdues man
kind, must look down on the fate Of
those below.
The pitying tears and fond smiles of
women are like the showers and sun
shine of spring.
Knowledge is proud that he has learns
ed so Wisdom is humble that he
knows no more.
If you wish to keep your enemies
from knowing any harm of you, don't
let your friends know any.
The epicure, the drunkard, and the
man of loose morals are equally con-
temptible though the 5rutes obey in
stinct, they never exceed the bounds Of
moderation and besides, it is beneath
the dignity of man to place felicity in
the service of his senses.
The Lamoille news. (Hyde Park, Vt.) 1877-1881, 1877-10-24
How He Judged the Town.

About week ago, says the Jefferson
City (Mo.) Journal, gentleman from
Tennessee, representing capital OF
800, 900, in search of location at which
to engage in business, gave us call,
and after stating his mission "West,"
asked to look at our paper. We handed
him the morning Journal. To our sur
prise he did not stop to read our newsy
local "pick ups" or our attractive edi-
torial page, but he turned at once to
the Advertising columns and commenced
counting over their spaces.
"Well," said he glancing up from the
paper, "is that all ? Is that the bust
ness of this town.
ooh, no." said we, here is the
Tribune with few advertisements that
do not appear in the Journal"
He then counted two additional local
business advertisements in the Tribune
and again looked up with the remark
"And that's all, is it2 Why you
haven't got near as much of town as 1
thought you had"
And then we explained to him that
we have great many business men who
do not advertise.
"They are not business men to hurt
if they don't advertise, was his answer.
We could not contradict him, and we
were powerless to vindicate the "claims
of the CITY,"
He left us, saying if he had time he
would look around, but he thought this
was no place for him.
The Lamoille news. (Hyde Park, Vt.) 1877-1881, 1877-10-24
Turkish Executions,

An Adrianople correspondent OF an
English paper writes: AS we walked
about the town the other morning we
could not avoid coming upon five street
executions, and witnessing the whole
disgusting proceedings, not that they
we're to me any novelty, for during the
two or three days I was in Adrianople
eemed as if could never get out Of
sight of men dangling in the air. AS
soon as ikely-looking shop is reached,
say one with sun blinds supported with
brackets, the officer cries Halt" and a
soldier, carrying stool and rope, steps
on one side and arranges the latter over
the bracket. The man steps on to the
stool, the moose is placed around his
neck, and he is drawn off his feet. There
is no drop, but in every case, am told,
the poor wretch dies just as those we
saw did-that is to say, instantaneously,
and apparently with little pain, being, in
fact, choked instead of having the neck
broken.
The Lamoille news. (Hyde Park, Vt.) 1877-1881, 1877-10-24
HYDE PARK, VT. WEDNESDAY, OCTOBER "a 1871

1 have learned TO love you as never
loved Maude Campbell. Darling, may
1 place this ring on your finger-may /
call you mine-my very own, for ever ?"
"Your very own. for ever, Justin st.
John I"
He silently placed sparkling jewel
over her plump little finger.
"They are diamonds, my pet, of the
purest water. I am not Justin st. John,
the poor man, though as poor man L
have won my prize. lam Justin st. John,
the millionaire, whose money can outbuy
Mr.. Jameson twice over.
Maude Campbell heard the words.
Her face grew deally pale, and, with a
shiver that shook her heartstrings and a
sigh that almost carried away er breath,
she turned silently away. a lone woman.
The Lamoille news. (Hyde Park, Vt.) 1877-1881, 1877-10-24
BE Kind TO the Aged.

Do the young people ever think that
they will be old; that they will soonfeel
that the grasshopper is burden and
fear is in the way? Only few short
years ago, that aged man and feeble
woman were young, strong and full of
life; their loving hearts were gushing
with tenderness and care for the little
ones, who now stand in their places. Do
not jostle that aged couple out of your
pathway, but rather lift them with
tender care over the rough declining
road. You may have forgotten how
they kept your tender feet from STUN
bling, and with what care they watched
your advancing steps. But they have
not forgotten, and the time will come
when you will be reminded of it by the
love you have for your little ones. Will
they hand you the same bitter cup to
drink that you pour out for that aged
father and stricken mother? Verify,
"with what measure you mete, 1t shall
be measured to you again" Think OF
the anxious days and nights your mother
has watched by your sick bed; remem-
Der her loving care, her patience and long
sufferings with your fretfulness, and
then let the blush of shame dye youl
brow, that you should be inpatient OF
unkind to her, now that she is old. Old
folks are such a trial! Yes, they know
it, and they feel it-and so will you be
just such trial to your children in the
days that will surely come; aye, and you
will remember, too.
The Lamoille news. (Hyde Park, Vt.) 1877-1881, 1877-10-24

Some sheep belonging to farmer
named Smith having been stolen in the
neighborhood of village, while the
thief was undiscovered, local preacher,
having collection to make, thought he
would turn the event to good account,
SO he said: "We have collection to
make this morning, and, for the glory of
heaven, whichever of you stole Mr..
Smiths sheep, don't put anything ON
the plate" OF course everybody joined
in the collection.
The Lamoille news. (Hyde Park, Vt.) 1877-1881, 1877-10-24
An Old Umbrella.
by d. p. cRAScH.

BY d. p. cRANCH.
An old umbrella in the hall.
Battered and baggy quaint and queer
BY all the rains Of many year
Bent, stained and faded-that is all.
Warped, broken, twisted by the blast
of twenty winters, till at last,
Like some poor close-reefed schooner cast,
All wAter-logged, with half mast
Upon the rocks, it finds a nook
or shelter on an entry hook;
Old battered craft, how came you hereY
All could 1t speak, 'twould tell of one
Old Simon Dowles, who now is gone
Gone where the weary are at rest
or one who locked within his breast
His private sorrows DER his lot,
And in his humble work forgot
That he was but toiling bark
Upon the pillows in the dark,
While the brave newer ships swept by,
Sailing beneath prosperous sky,
And winged with opportunities
Fate had denied TO hands like his.
plain old-fashioned wight was he
As these sport-loving days could STE
He in his youth had loved and lost
His loyal true love. Ever since
His lonely life was fiecked and crossed
By sorrows nameless shadow tints
Yet never murmur from his lips
Told Of his darkened souls eclipse.
often think still can hear
His voice 80 blithe, his tones of cheer,
AS, dropping in to say "good-day,"
He gossiped in his old mans way.
And yet we laughed when he ha6 gone.
We youngsters couldn't understand
No matter if it rained or shone,
He held the umbrella in bis hand,
Or if he set it in the hall,
Where other shedders Of the rain
Stood dripping up against the WALL
His was too shabby and too plain
To tempt exchange all passed it by,
Though showers Of rain were pouring down,
And all the cutters of the town
Were torrents in the darkening sky.
He never left it once behind,
Save the last time he crossed our door,
Oblivious shadows DER his mind
Presaged his failing strength. Before
The morning he Rad passed away
In peaceful sleep from night to day.
Aud here the old brown umbrella still
In its old corner stays TO fill
The place, as best it may be, Of him
Who, on this wild and wintry night,
Ia surely with the saints of light;
For whom my eyes grow moist and dim
While l this simple rhyme indite.
The Lamoille news. (Hyde Park, Vt.) 1877-1881, 1877-10-24
Maude's Mistake.
" Marry Justin St. JohnP MOI"

"Mary Justin St. John9 No"
"But why no so emphatically,
Maude? l know you love him."
The pink on Maude's face glowed to
guilty crimson, as gentle Lucy Nor
daunt looked up, quiet, searching in
quiry in her calm, truthful eyes.
You are accustomed to drawing very
unwarranted conclusions, my dear Lucy,
perhaps this is one of them"
Miss Campbell's voice had a hard,
metallic ring in its clear tones as she
thus lightly answered, and she laughed
loudly, but it was a constrained merri-
ment.
"Look at me, Maude, GEAR"
Lucy wenb from her chair over to the
scarlet lounge, whereon Maude, in her
floating white dress, looked like n lily
among roses. She took both Miss Camp
bells hands in her own.
Listen, my dear. Six weeks ago
who was your lover ?"
A vivid glow leaped suddenly to
Maudes face, and she turned away, as
if annoyed at the query.
"No, you must confess to me, Maude.
Tell me who, on the last picnic at the
Pine Grove, was to you fairest among
ten thousand who carried you captive
by his elegance, his refinement, his in
telligence, his chivalry?"
"Oh, you allude, Ipresume, to Justin
St. John, but then"
Exactly; it was Justin st. John, the
noblest fellow I ever saw. True, then
you had not met Mr.. Jameson"
"Lucy, you are cross. Haven't I a
perfect right to marry John Jameson if
I see fit?
"Not unless you love him, Maude.
You know you do not care straw for
him. You do not need me to tell yon
how truly you love Justin st. John, for
your own heart whispers it. Maude, be
true to your own womanhood. Give up
all thought of the old man, because he
has half a million, and betroth yourself
to the lover who cannot offer you for
tune but his own priceless love"
Lucy's cheeks glowed as she spoke,
enthusiastically and earnestly.
"It's all very well for you, Lucy Nor
daunt, with fortune at your command,
to talk about love in cottage, and all
that sort of romance. But II am
poor"
"And you will, then, marry a man
old enough to be your grandfather be-
cause you are poor%
And Maude Campbell's eyes flashed,
as she returned the quick, impulsive
answer, 81 will"
The Lamoille news. (Hyde Park, Vt.) 1877-1881, 1877-10-24

carriages, servants, plate. dinners, sd-
miration, envy-all these we're the pic
lures that crowded through Maude
Campbell's restless brain as she lay,
half in dreams. A sudden spasm of in
tense pain throbbed over her face; then
she sprang TO her feet, holding her
hands tightly over her heart.
Lucy is right. 1 am bartering all
that is dear to me-all 1 hold sacred
all that l love-for money, money p
She went to the mirror-a tall, gold
framed glass. whose apex, surrounded by
a winged serpent, with eyes of satanic
allurement, reached the ceiling whose
base rested on a marble stand, which
two cupids held on their dimpled shoul-
ders. A flush of pardonable pride met
her gaze as she viewed her reflection,
and q glorious reflection it was. "Peer-
less her lovers called her, and truly it
was truth.
Suddenly frown, first of thoughtful
ness, then of sorrow, afterward of anger,
crept over her brows and with ges-
ture of impatience, she turned away from
her review of herself.
&c know I am beautiful. People tell
me so, and can see it myself. And of
what avail is it unless l can make my
fortune by it? 1 may be pretty, but 1
am certainly poor yes, indebted to a
generous charity for the very shoes on
my feet, the very food l daily eat ''
Her teeth closed with very hiss, and
she murmured to herself "True, Mr..
Mordaunt and little May have been
father and sister to me, yet 1 am de-
pendent ; they are simply almoners of
their own bounty. L must be rich
should die were I deprived of the luxu-
ries, the elegances that have surrounded
me since 1 was tiny little girl"
She arose, and from a little invalid
drawer drew forth miniature portrait,
and her eyes full of that eager, passion
ate light, pressed it to her lips.
"Justin, my darling, my darling, this
is my last caress it is my farewell
Oh, Justin, you never will know how
my heart aches with love for you; how
I long to have you fold me to your heart
and tell me how you love me-! Justin,
my darling, 1 cannot marry you. You
are poor and I am poor and-and Mr.:
Jameson is worth half a million p
With trembling, icy hand, Maude
closed the drawer; she paced the floor a
second, clutching her own hands in
agony of that unnatural sacrifice. Her
heart gave many superhuman struggle
against the bond of slavery she unre-
lentingly cast about it and the emo
tionless, bewilderingly fair and heartless
Maude Campbell went forth to fight her
way from love and content to riches and
ambition.
The Lamoille news. (Hyde Park, Vt.) 1877-1881, 1877-10-24

Above them the clear, blue sky, around
them the leafess chestnuts, their brown
arms all aglow with the glory of the set
ting autumn day beneath them the leaf
strewn forest-path, where, in a perfect
blaze of warmth and beauty, lay piles of
orange, russet, crimson, and dull green
foliage.
There the two stood alone with Nature
in Natures vast-aisled temple.
"Maude, and Justin st. Johns
voice came in tenderly-loving manner,
while his arm stole around her tapering
waist" Maude, my darling, the time
has come when can no longer refrain.
I love you love you, Maude!"
He bowed to kiss her, his whole face
lighted by hope and joy.
She wheeled aside, then looked up at
him, her wondrous eyes filed with
amazement.
"Why, Mr.. st. John -
That was all she said, but the flush on
her cheek deepened, and the fire in her
eye frightened.
"I may repeat it, then? Come to me,
Maude, and let me hear you tell me that
1 am as dear to you as you are to me.
Come, Maude."
She gently shook her head.
"Mr. st. John, yo,, must not allow
yourself to be mistaken. Forget what
has passed, and let us finish our walk as
we commenced it-good friends, and
nothing more"
She extended her hand, and Justin st.
John grasped it with might that
brought cry of pain to her lips.
"Maude Campbell, you dare to set
aside my offers of love? You who have
taught me the sweet lesson-you, my
teacher Maude, what does it mean 2"
His voice was full of quivering an
guish.
Then, by mighty effort, Maude
silenced the loyal cry in heart, and
looked coldly up at him.
"It means this-simply this. We
never, as long as yon sun shines, can be
more to each other than we are to-day
nor even as much, if you annoy me fur
ther."
Her voice was cold and calculating, for
she was thinking of John Jameson and
his half million 80 that she did not see
the contracted look of supreme pain that
came over st. Johns handsome face,
and the white, haunting culver of his
mustached lip, as, for an instant, he
bent beneath the sudden force OF the un-
expected blow.
"Then, Miss Campbell, we will return
as we came. But may God keep me in
this hour, when the woman l love tells
me that I annoy her by offering her as
honest, as true love as man ever pos
sessed."
Homeward they went, while the sun
sank lower and lower, while damp chill
succeeded the genial warmth of the air,
and, as they silently, gravely bowed
adieu at the house door, sudden gust
of wind, fresh from the dim forest '.aiaes,
The Lamoille news. (Hyde Park, Vt.) 1877-1881, 1877-10-24

It was splendid apartment The
plate-glass windows were shaded by
orange and white curtains that lay piled
in cleaning golden beauty upon the
carpet, the deep pile Of. which received
Maude Campbell's light football and
gave no returning echo.
With an impatient gesture she threw
herself in the embrace of capacious
arm chair, and, her eyes lighted with
anger, her cheeks flushed, her lips dain-
tily apart, disclosing the pearls within,
she gazed at the luxury around.
Flowing laces, rustling satins, droop-
ing silks, clinging .velvets, diamonds,
The Lamoille news. (Hyde Park, Vt.) 1877-1881, 1877-10-24

came shrieking upon them like wall of
despair to both their bleeding hearts
The Lamoille news. (Hyde Park, Vt.) 1877-1881, 1877-10-24
HENDEE d. FISK,

sro. ". HENDEK. &C. TTsK
A TToRNEYs AT Law,
n Morrisvills, VI.
Mr.. Fisks connection with the Patent office nt
Washington for the past few years will enable him
procure Patents speedily, and he believes to the
2entire satisfaction of the applicant. Several valu
sbIe Inventions for sale on easy terms.
The Lamoille news. (Hyde Park, Vt.) 1877-1881, 1877-10-24
COME AND SEE

IF WE CANNOT MAKE A TRADE. HAVE
Stoves, full Line of Tin, Copper,
Sheet Iron and Hollow Ware.
The Lamoille news. (Hyde Park, Vt.) 1877-1881, 1877-10-24

Ell you want to make good BUTTER, get one
o H. C. Bald wins Patent Cream Coolers, which, to-
gether with Cream strainer, keep constantly on
#hand
The Lamoille news. (Hyde Park, Vt.) 1877-1881, 1877-10-24

Call and learn our prices, which are much re-
Iduced, especially Milk Pans. No trouble to
show you what We 1ave on hand.
Repairing done to order, and all Work warranted
HENRY LEONARD.
OAMBnIDaN RoRO. VT
New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1877-01-29
LITERARY NOTES.

&. II. Shrcve, author of the "Treatise on
the STRENGTH bridges and Roofs preparing another
work on " Arcn and Suspension Trus es'
The second number in Lippincotts new Star
Series viii, like the first novel, viii also be the
Gu i,ied /" StOrm-Dryen.' and Il by Mary Heay'
Daudct's SidoDie." just issued by Estes &
Laurat will be followed BY his Wonderful Adventures
of Tar!arin de Tarasc0u" story Of fIcnchman who
boasts OF sporting prowoss but Is really coward
A. s. Barnes & Co. are to reissue their
constitutions the Several States and OF the United
States" comparing these documents as they are now
with their form before the war had effected any changes
il them.
James Miller has published the promised
"Lfa Letters and Essays OF Mrs. Elizabeth Barrett
Browning" by Richard II. Horne, which Mr. r. H. stod,
dard has edited and pleas ltlN introduces ~ ls issueu
III two volumes In " Little Classic style
John h. Bartlett Las in preparation for the
pres rcw and enlarged edition Of his Dictionary Of
AIncricauisls which has long been of print BIZ.
Bartlett sOics contributions Of words and phrases not
noticed by INN In previous editions OF MS work. WHICH
may be sent 10 him at Providence
A biographical sketch Of the class of 1926
I'm Yale College has been prepared aud printed Icy the
Roy Scldcn H.lucS of Rome, y. Y. member OF that
class Among the prominent members were President
stu;ayaut OF The COLLEGE Of Illinois, Robert g. Rankin
Tig? night and Wills Warner for long time Tres
urcr of Ydp C0lic@e The class numbered lOl ana al
thr ed Of 20 years after graduation there are 80 me IN
bers OF it alive.
An early number Of Tie International Re
ries viii contain summary of the late Centennial FIX
hipi,ion prepared by Gen F. A. Walker, CHEF OF the
Bureau OF Awards. The article will first compare the
general schemes Of display organization and admins
traiion at Philadelphia with those at the Paris ana
Vienna cxpositiOps and viii then discuss the principal
features Exhibition stating fully the system OF
promised Tor HE International an article upon The
kituation a. Rc.,arsd Life Insurance"