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4 BarerOOted Groom.

About twenty years ago II young fellow
named johnson, in the wilds of the Cheat
Mountains in West Virginia, made up his
mind to be married.
" But You have not penny" remonstrat
ell his friends
II have my hands. A man was given
handsome to scratch for himself the other
for his wife," he said.
On the day Of the wedding, johnson ap-
peared in II whole coat and trousers, but
hurC-tooed.
This is hardly decent, said the CLERGY
man. 81 will lend you pair OF shoes"
mo" said johnson, when ! can buy
shoes will wear them-not before"
And he stood up to he married without
any thought of his feet.
The same sturdy conduct showed itself in
his future course What he had not money
to pny for, he did without. He hired himself
to II farmer for a years work. With the money
he saved he bought a couple of acres of tim
Der land and pair of sheep, built himself II
hut and went to work on his ground
His sheep increased. As time flew by he
bought more; then he sold of the cheaper
kinds, and invested in Soulhdown and French
Merino. His neighbors tried by turns rails
ing cattle, horses, or gave their attention TO
experimental farming.
johnson having once found that sheep
raising in his district brought IA handsome
profit stuck to it. He had that shreWdness
in seeing the best way, and that dogged per
sistence in following it, which are the surest
elements of success
Stock buyers from the Eastern markets
found that Johnsons tleeces were the finest
and his mutton the sweetest on the Cheat.
lie never allowed their reputation to fail
the end OF which course is, the man who
married bare-footed is now worth large
property.
The story is an absolutely true one, and
may point moral for the herds of stout,
able-bodied men who crowd the cities com
planning that they must starye for want Of
work
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But the hero who had saved the people by
his quickness and courage was left outside,
and not only so, but the sayages were be-
tween him and the fort. He had charged en-
tlrey through the war party, and was now
beyond their line, alone, and with no chance
of help from any quarter.
HIS hope of saving himself was very small,
indeed hut lie had saved all ofthose helpless
women and little children, and he was brave
enough fellow to die willingly for such II pur-
p"sc ms That ifhe must. But brave men do
not give up easily, and young Hadcn did not
mean To die without last I fort 10 save him
self
Blowing n loud blast upon his hunting
horn 10 call his remaining dogs around
him, he drew his pistols-one in each hand
and plunged spurs into his horses TANKS.
In spite of the numbers against him, he broke
through the mass of savages, but the gallant
horse that bore him fell dead rs he cleared
the Indian ranks. IIaden had fired both his
pistols, and had no time to load them again
He was unarmed practically now, and the
distance he still had to go before reaching the
gates was considerable. His chances vi es-
cape seemed smaller than ever, but he quick
ly sprang from the saddle, and ran with all
his might, holly pursued, and under terrific
fire from the rifles of the savages. The gate
was held little way open for him to pass,
and when he entered the fort his nearest pur.
suers were so close at his heels that there
was barely time for the men to shut the gale
in their faces.
Strangely enough, the brave young fellow
was not hurt in any way. Five bullets had
passed through his clothes, but his skin was
not broken.-GeoIye Cary EggleStOn, IN Har-
pei's Young Pe0pk.
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Butter Making.

| 1t should not be forgotten that good but
ter may be spoiled in the churnng. In fact,
| from milkpaii to butter there is no point in
| butter making that can be sighted with i'm
| punity. But in over churning there is dan
ger of running the texture of the butter and
giving it a greasy, waXy appearance or con-
sistency If churning, from one cause or
another, is unduly prolonged there is a ten
dency to the formation of high favored
| acids, which in proper quantity would pro-
duce rancidty. Moreover, over churning
frequently causes white specks to appear in
the butter, as they also are caused by having
the cream too sour. Every butter maker
knows that it is next to impossible to wash
out these white specks, hence the necessity
of preventing their existence. If the cream
is stirred every day before churning there
will be much less danger of specks, though
this, of course, cannot prevent their appear
ance if caused by over churning. If cream
is kept whole week before it is churned its
temperature previous to churning should be
about 90 degrees; if kept only three days or
so, 62 degrees. In late fall or winter cream
sometimes tastes bitter, the bitterness arts
ing from the cows having eaten some such
plant as the rag-weed (Amb,0Sa artemeSiato-
ho), or it may arise from unhealthy milk Sc
cretions. If the latter be known to be the
case good butter need not be expected as
long as the unfortunate cow is in the milk
business" Great care is necessary also in
the working of the butter. Churnng should
cease when the butter is in small Jumps of
the size of a pea. Then draw of the butter
milk and wash the butter until the water
runs off clear. In working be careful to
avoid bringing the mass to Il sticky consis-
tency, by which means the grain" or texture
of the butter is destroyed. Instead of smooth.
ing and patting, if ladlc is used, cut off
slices and press them together. Butter
workers should supersede the ladle and bowl
in every family where butter is made, since
double the quantity of butter, with greater
ease and in much less time, can be worked
by them and it is the highest economy to
save hard labor where slight outlay will do
it and yet enable one to perform the work
more etiectualy. Much has been said about
the sailing of butter, and we presume that
the old recipe of an ounce to a pound is still
the guide with most, as it proves the best.
"lndependent of its effects as a condiment,"
said the late Mr.. Willard, "salt has two dis
tnct offices to serve in butter making-vZ.,
to remove buttermilk rs far as possible from
the pores ofthe butter and to render innocu-
Gus what can be thus extracted" Penetrat-
ing the buttermilk it converts it into brine,
which renders rancidty almost if not quite
impossible. 1t is well to work about three
quarters of an ounce of salt when the butter
is first taken from the Churn, and another
quarter say in twenty-four hours, or at the
last working. and under no circumstances
should anything different from the best quail.
ity of salt be used.
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A Narrow Escape.

At West Point, Ga, we saw a negro at the
depot with torn shirt and battered nose,
and naturally inquired what had happened.
".Well, sab, you orter bin heah about ten
minits ago" he replied. "Yes, sah you
orter bin heah."
"Why?"
"Kase ! cum de clusest to having de awful
est fight you cher hearn tell on. You see,
Pze been sorter down on Abr'm Jones fur de
last six months, an he has also been sort o.
down on me. Bout half an hour ago ]
started to look him up an hab it out"
"And you found him? ?"
eyes, sab, he was right up dar' by de lime
shed. tell you it was a mighty clus shave
Why, we come widin ha'r bredth of havin
de awfulest fight two men eber got into"
"How close did you Gomez"
"Why, sab, we come dat close dat de mint
he hit me / turned an run, an he followed
me half mile afore his wind gin outl Why
sail, if he'd got hold of me I'd pounded hin
till his own mudder wouldn't a-believed da
she cher sot eyes on him befo' !"
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Anecdote of Commodore Vanderbilt.

This anecdote is told of the late Commo-
dore Vanderbilt: AT Saratoga, on one occa-
stone when sitting on the piazza of Il hotel, a
somewhat over dressed lady approached and
claimed his acquaintance The commodore
arose and talked affubly with her, while his
wife and daughter shifted the air with scorn.
Father" said the young lady, as the com
modore resumed his seat, "don't you remem-
her that vulgar Mrs b as the woman who
used To sell poultry 10 us at home ?" Ger
tainly," responded the old gentleman prompt
", "and remember your mother when she
used to sell root beer over in Jersey when
went up there from Staten Island peddling
oysters out of my boat" AS this homely re-
ply WAS heard by group surrounding the
family, there was no further attempt nj aris-
,ocralic airs on the part of the ladies during
thai season
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A SIMPLE REMEEY One of our subscrib-
ers nj Malvern gives us a simple proven
tive against the worms that strip the currant,
eooseberry, rose bushes, etc. 1t is to plant
an onion under each bush. In her garden
she Inns bushes stripped of everything under
which she did not plant onions, while the
bushes that she guarded with onions have
moi been touched by the worms. The eXper
iment is worth trying West Chester JeTersO-
nidn.
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What is the difference between charity
and a tailor? One covers multitude of
sins and the other multitude of sinners.
An exchange says that 80, 900 Americans
annually visit Europe, but when we come to
think that about 81 100000 stay at home, we
don't feel so awfully lonesome as we might.
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Terms-si.so a Year, In Advance
2netica1.
THE WANDERER.

THE WANDERER.
Upon mountains height, far from the sea,
found shell,
And to my curious ear this lonely thing
Ever song of ocean seemed to sing
Ever a tale of ocean seemed to tell.
How came this shell upon the mountain high /?
All, who can say.
whether there dropped by some too careless
hand
Whether there cast when oceans swept the land
Ere then Eternal had ordained the Day ?
Strange, was it not far from its native sea,
One song 1t sang
Sang of the mighty mysteries OF the tide
Sang of the awful, vast, profound and vide
Softly with echoes of the ocean rang.
And, as the shell upon the mountains height
Sings of the sea,
So do ever. leagues and leagues away
SO do ever, wandering where may,
Sing, Q my home-sing Omy home, of
thee
Helena 4KOdjeSka, in Denuer Trib,mt.
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ly seeking for some word of comfort for
the woman who now spoke, comforting
me.
"Of one thing, at least, you may be
sure, you need fear nothing from me-
She rose and struck a gong upon the
chimney-piece, and then hurridly traced
few words on a piece of paper.
"Tell Adele to pack everything, and
forward to that address" There was
not a tremor in the hand which extend
ed the paper. "Order my carriage at
once. shall 'e ready in ten min
utes"
She left the room without another
word. Presently I heard the roll of
wheels and tramp of hoofs again. and
the red carriage lamp glared through
the mist outside. I walked to the door.
Madame Malines, her face thickly veil
ed, gave me one swift pressure of the
hand , the carriage lurched and ratified
away, and as the wheels left the stones
and struck upon the soundless leaves
beyond hand fell upon my shoulder.
l turned and saw Walter beside me.
"Who was that 7" he asked, with
nod in the direction of the lesseniug
sound
"Madame Malines.'
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pair; l saw them with you when you
came, and avoided you till found this
chance of speaking to you alone"
| She took seat beside me and went
on calmly:
"They are happy, and my own sor-
rows have taught me at least this
much-that happiness is so rare
thing, and lasts so short time, that it
should be left to live out its own brief
life. Trouble will come to them, as to
all, soon enough. You need not think
that any act of mine will hasten it.
They are happy, hope p
"They are happier" / answered,
''than, in the old days, ever dared to
hope
"When do you go9" she asked sud-
denly, after minutes silence.
"By the first train tomorrow morn
ing l answered.
$50 osoon Then, will you promise me
one thing, Mr.. Gordon p
Certainly"
II have something to show you. Will
you come to my sitting-room and see
it No, not now,' she said, as | rose
tomorrow morning, before you start.
Do not think it will be too early l
shall be waiting for you. You prom
Use p Very many thanks"
promised, wondering what this
might mean and she went away as
she had come, after giving me the num-
Der of her room. Her hand, as it
touched mine in parting, was like ice.
When went within my face betray-
ed that something unexpected had hap
pened, suppose, for both Walter and
Mary questioned me as to my disturbed
appearance. / put them off with some
commonplace reply, and soon retired to
bed, but not to sleep, passing the night
in thinking of the strange hazard
which had again thrown me in the path
of this strange woman.
Early in the morning l rose and per-
formed my toilet, looking forward to
the coming interview with feelings of
doubt and wonder. What could it be
that she had to show me | asked my
self again and again At last, weary
of asking and finding no answer, left
my room and passed along the corridor
leading to the chamber in which my
rendezvous was appointed The door
stood half open. knocked lightly,
and received no answer, though l re-
peated the summons some three or four
times. l entered, aud looked about me.
Through the half-closed shutters fell
one broad band of golden light upon
the floor. The place was empty. There
was faint sickly perfume in the air,
which assuredly was not born of any of
the flowers whose petals trembled in the
morning light. Stay what was that ?
1t lay back, shrouded in shadow, on a
sofa in the furtherest corner of the room
Scarce daring to recognize the fear
which filled my heart, l advanced to-
ward it. A mass of waving black hair
lay on the pillow and streamed about
the white face, whose moveless eyes
stared through the tangled locks. l
drew the frail covering aside, and
saw-Madame Ma,ines. Iinsleys
Mdgazine
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BLOOMSBURY, Pa, FRIDAY. NOVEMBER 80. 1888

"Gordon, don't know; l can't tell. i"
He rose and began an irregular walk
about the room. 81 can't understand
things at all, myself, or her, when she's
away. l care nothing for her; hate
her |" he broke out, with sudden
febrile vehemence. "She makes me
behave like a hound should have
been back in England a month ago if
1t had not been for her. But / can't
go. What would be the good' She
knows all about me and would be on
my track by the next boat"
"Have you told her your en-.
gagement
"No," he answered, with shifty eyes;
81 dared not" ...
"What do you mean by dared
not 7" ..
He looked at me quickly.
swat till you see her and then ask
that" " ...
His cowardice respecting the woman
of whom he spoke had put one suspic-
ion into my mind which | did not hesi-
tate to express plainly.
"Your connection is, at least, blame
less 2"
"Entirely. I swear it, Gordon, on
my soul.
had cleared a little ground for my
operations and began forthwith.
"1f you were free, if your engage.
ment with Mary did not exist, what
would be your feelings toward Mad.
ame Malines 2"
"As they are now
"What are they now? p
''Fear of her when she is present I;
dislike when she is away"
81 have one more question to ask,
Walter, l implore you to answer it
truthfully. What are your feelings
toward Mary
81 love her--I never knew how
much until l met Madame Malines.'
The early winter evening had closed
SO thickly about us that could not see
his face; but judging by his voice,
which had for moment lost its ir-
resolute character, believed him.
We were silent for some little time,
and in our silence the singing of the
river came up distinctly from below.
A clumsy Flamande, one of the SER
wants of the hotel, entered and clamp
ed about the room, lighting the lamps
affixed to the walls. She went out,
and, turning my eyes to my compan.
ions face, l saw upon it the intent
look of one who listens eagerly. l
listened too. Clear through the
rhythmic cadence of the swollen
stream came the beat of horses hoofs
and the softened roll of carriage
wheels on dead leaves, and, with a
sudden shock of sound, horses and
wheels struck upon the cobble- stones Of
the Place Publique, and fell into ST.
lence at the door of the Hotel of the
Star. l looked inquiringly at my
companion. "Madame Malines ?"
"Madame Malines''
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POETICAL.
DREAM ON.

While the moonbeams bright are peeping
Through the ivy-curtained pane
by their mellow radiance sleeping
Every object in the lane
With silvery gray.
Dream on darling While thou'rt sleeping,
Angels pure and bright
Around your cot their watch are keeping
Through the silent night
Then dream on while you may.
All too soon will come the waking
From the dreams Of childhoods days:
Clouds the fair horizon breaking
soon will meet thy youthful gaze
AS you wend llfe's way.
soon thy heart will feel the aching
That no Joy can kill or calm;
Cherished homes their leave be taking,
Hopes that never could bring balm;
Then dream on while you may.
Soon the hours Of childhood flying,
From your transient dreams you'll wake,
And the sound Of sobs and sighing
on your youthful ears will break,
As from day to day
You will try-but vain the trying
To flnd that bliss no one can know
For grief is living, Joy is dying,
In this weary world OF woe;
Then dream on while you may.
Justin H. C1J.ibuii COj'jljil
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Dfied herbs are necessaries with good
housekecpers. Some are good for
cooking, some are medicinal in their
properties, &c. The practice of send
ing for the doctor every time one feels
little bad, catches a bad cold, or over
works is very bad, Hot infusion of
herbs of the proper kind and good
sweat after il would save many spell
of sickness, iftaken instead of the drugs
OF the doctor, or worse still, some pat
ent nostrum. Herbs should be dried
by spreading them thinly on trays and
exposing them To the heat of the sun, or
better still in a dry, warm oven, obser-
wing in the latter case to turn them
often. The quicker they are dried the
better as they retain their original pro.
perties better The tops and leaves are
the parts to be used, and all decayed parts
70 be thrown away and free them
from the dirt before they are dried.
Paper sacks are very good to keep them
in after drying, Aromatic herbs should
be dried very quickly to preserve their
odor.
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A Campaign Romance.
"Hello, Bill 2"

"Hello, Bill y
"How are you, Tom ?"
And they we're boys. And neigh
bors And grew up together. And
William learned farming. And wore
homespun. And read the papers. And
had influence. And was respected.
And Tom studied law. And wore
broadcloth. And plug hat. And
gloves. And sported cane. And a
diamond. And sometimes met William.
And didn't know him. And was busy
putting on his gloves. And viewing the
scenery. And looking at the weather,
etc.
And Tommy wanted an Office. And
he rode out to the hop fields And he
met William again And he knew him.
Aud he said, "Hello, Bill? How is your
wife And the children And how is
the hop corn And they talked. And
William said "rll see. And he saw
his neighbors. And November came.
And they voted,
And this scene changes to the ''pent-
up" city. And there is telegraph
office And an operator. And-Tom-
my. And Tommy said /:
"What news from Marshfield ?"
And the operator answered, "a big
majority"
And Tommy said, "That is good"
| And he rubbed his hands.
And the operator added. "And its
all on the other man.
And Tommy said, "I'll be banged,
And slammed. And bring mule from
off the canal to kick me-"
And Paddy stood near. And he
said
"An' if yez want a mool to kick ye,
then kick YOURSELF
And thus Tommy soliloquizes
Sand if ever want an office again,
"Ill wear homespun. And my pants
in my boots. And trade off my plug
hat And rub some hay seed in my
hair. And go out buying cattle. And
ho,ses and things. Utica Press.
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CHAPTER II.

Almost as he spoke her name the
lady entered the room aud came to
ward us; a woman of resOlute car
riage, though short in stature and
slight in build Her head was per-
haps little disproportiouately large,
and the expression of the face was de-
cidedly rather masculine than femi-
nine. The forehead was high and
broad, the nose large, the lips full, the
chin firm, the cheeks little thin, but
colored by the ruddy glow of health
and recent contact with the weather.
But her most remarkable feature was
her eyes. Without being of extraor-
dinary size, they were yet large, and
of depth and brilliance surprising
those OF any it has ever been my for.
tune to see set in human head.
She came straight towards me,
without bestowing so much as a glance
upon Walter, who stood awkwardly
regarding us, and held out to me a
tiny gloved hand, which / took little
clumsily.
"Good evening, Mr.. Gordon !"
"Good evening, Madame Malines !"
She laughed little at my prompt
reply.
"The bore of an introduction avoid.
ed for once. My guess was right-as
it generally is. You are Walters
friend. Will you be mine, wonder 7
She was silent, looking me in the
face with her searching glance.
"Yes, think So"
She turned to my companion. "Wal-
ter, Mr.. Gordon and have business to
talk about. We will see you at din
ner."
He accepted his dismissal without a
word, and went away, leaving us to-
gether in the dimly lighted salon.
"Mr. Gordon" said Madame Ma
lines, when we were alone, "whether
your appearance here will be a circum'
stance for me to remember with pleas.
ure in the future, the future must show
for itself. For the present | am glad
of it,"
"Thank you, Madame Malines."
She waved her hand little impa,
tiently.
"We have much to talk of, and littl,
time to do it in. / am glad of you
appearance here, because you can be o
use to me in resolving certain doubts
of mine, and for no other reason in th'
world"
| / waited for her next utterance
having handed her chair. She wav
ed me to another; | drew it towar
her and seated myself.
"Mr. Gordon, if any understanding
no matter of what kind, friendly G
otherwise-is to be established betwee
us, we must be frank one with another
You are a man of business'"
, 81 am"
81 am woman of business | hav
. certain questions to ask. Will you al
: swer them?" ...
'1f i can do so without any breac
. of confdence-frankly and fully
"How long have you known Wa
5 ter"
"All his life"
'Intimately3'
!, "Yes-most intimately"
"What is your opinion of him?'
= l stammered something-what,
scarcely knew at the time
"Would you like to know my OPT
Q ion of him I"
VI answered awkwardly that l shou
n be pleased to hear any communicate
!, with which she might honor me.
81 despise him !" she said calmly.
a The speech amazed me, and l sho
ed my amazement in my face. S
q laughed short hard laugh of doul
ful meaning, and went on;
My opinion of men in the abstract
not high, My opinion of such men
it has been my lot to know is low
re still. If my judgment has been wa
led by unfortunate circumstances, Il
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DIR. RICHARD SAPINGToN,
one Of Baltimore's Oldest and most
reliable physicians, says;

can who have used 1t praise in
standard virtues, and the well.
known character Of the house which
makes 1t is a sufficient guarantee
Of its being all that is claimed, for
they are men who could not be in-
duced to offer anything else but
reliable medicine for public use."