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Staunton vindicator. [volume] (Staunton, Va.) 1860-1896, 1885-05-15
4 WASH born at ali, answered Rtatt.

s'-I wasn't born at ali, answered latfs
come ashore
ssThis was what the immortal Dick Swivel
Ter would have called a staggereT. looked
at the girl again, inspecting her curlousiy
from top to toe. Without taking her eyes
from mine, she stood on one leg bashfully,
and fdgeted with the other foot She was
certainly not bad-looking, though evidently
very rough diamond Even the extraordin-
airy headgear became her well.
"I know what you was doing there she
cried suddenly, pointing to my easel. You
was paintingp
''The discovery not being brilliant one,
took no trouble to confirm it; but Matt there
upon walked over to the canvas and, stopping
down, examined it with undisguised curiosity.
Presently she glanced again at me.
Z" L know what this is, she cried, pointing.
TITS water. And that's the sky. And that's
trees. And these here'-for a moment she
seemed in doubt, but added, hastily-'pigs'
''Now, as the subject represented a flock of
sheep budding together close to pond on a
rainy common, this suggestion was not over
complimentary to my artistic skill I was on
the point of correcting my estute critic when
she added, after moments further inspec-
ton:
"'No; they'resheep. Look yenow, I know!
Thsyre Sheep
"'Pray don't touch the paint, suggested,
approaching her in some alarm. 1t is wet,
and comes off.
''She drew back cautiously; and then, as
preliminary to further conversation, sat down
on the grass, giving me further occasion to
remark her length and shapelness of limb.
There was free and-easiness, not to say bold
ness, about her manner, tempered though it
was with gusts of bashfulness which began to
amlIse me.
"'Can you paint faces? she asked, du
biol:slyz.
To be Continued.
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"Hoav are yous" I said, calamity.

s'She nodded in reply, and, STOPPING down,
plucked long blade of grass, which she
placed in her mouth and began to nibble-
bashfully, I thought. ~
May I ask where you come from? said.
I mean, where do you livep
"Without speaking. she stretched out her
arm and pointed across the lake in the direc-
ton of the sea. I could not help noticing
then, as an artist, that the sleeve of her gown
was loose and torn, and that her arm was
round and well formed, and her hand, though
rough and sun-burned, quite genteelly small.
"'If it is not inquisitive, may ask your
namep
Matt, was the reply. ....
IT'S that ala What is you other names?
"'Ive got no other name. I'm Matt, I
am
Indeed Do your parents live hereF
"'Got no parents, was the reply, ....
"sYour relations, then. You belong to
some one, suppose?
''She gave me another nod
Yes, she answered, nibbling rapidly, I
belong to William JONES'
"sOh, to him. said, feeling as familiar
with the name as IL had known it all my
life, But he's not your fatherg
ssShe shook her head emphaticallY.
"'But Of course he's relationg
"Another shake Of the head,
I" But you belong to HING said, consider
ably puzzled. 'Where WeTe soa nornf
Staunton vindicator. [volume] (Staunton, Va.) 1860-1896, 1885-05-15
THE DIME NOVEL CURE.
A scrap-Boolk Containing the Adventures
of the Boys Who Read Dime Novels.

A Scrap-Book Containing the Adventures
of the Boys Who Read Dino Novels.
BH.sfsm Boston Herald.]
A trustee of the Providence public library
has undertaken to cure the small boy of his
interest in the dime novel, and can be said
to have succeeded. He has met the ante
cedent with its consequent He has gathered
into a scrap-book the adventures Of the boys
who read dime novels, and has made it his
business in quiet way to ask the boys one
by one who are interested in these stories to
spend an hour or two in reading, not the
Imaginative story, but the way in which
the small boy has attempted to realize how
boys ought to live AMI what they ought TO
be allowed to do. 1t is said that the dime
novel boy usually reads the scrap-book,
which is rapidly increasing in size as the
fresh exploits of the dime novel adventures
are added to it, about two hours. He then
lays it down in disgust and nothing can
induce him to return to those stories again.
He asks the person in charge of the reading
room for better class of books.
This cure of a disease with its own poison
has been so effective in Providence that the
trustee in question is thinking of taking out
patent for tie process lest other libraries
and the heads of families and the guardians
of the small boy generally may appropriate
his invention without due credit. The scrap
book alluded to is called "The Dime Novel
Illustrated" and it is suggested to this gem
tleman before he goes much further that he
should put his scrapbook to press, secure his
copyright at home and abroad, and stand
up for honors as the only man in the world
who has so far succeeded in outwitting the
average American boy, by giving him 8
sufficient antidote to the evil which, in the
form of devilish literature, he is anxious to
take into his mind and heart, to make him
abandon these stories in disgust.
He is the first among moderns to give
point to the old saying, "Look on this pict-
ure and then on that" and it is the other
picture that is powerful enough to wind up
the dime novel business. These are the days
of realism in literature. and this man, going
further than Mr.. Howells or Mr.. James, or
even M. lola, has substituted the pastepot
and scissors for the imagination, gathering
his horrors and tragedies from actual life,
in the firm belief that if truth is not stranger
than fiction, it has wonderful power at the
right moment over an awakened mind.
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The IRE soon bIazed up. EnJeI ing the car
avan in his turn, Tim brought out a tin kettle
full of water and placed it on the fire. pre-
paratory to making tea. He was thus en-
gagged when the sound of a 'o'se's boots was
heard along the highway, and presently the
figure of horseman appeared, approach
ing at a rapid trot. AS it came near to the
group on the wayside, the horse SHE'D VIC
iently, springing from one side of the road to
the other, SO that its rider, a dark, middle
aged man, in an old-fashioned cloak, was al
most thrown from the saddle Uttering
fierce oath, he recovered himself, and refining
i'll the frightened animal, looked angrily
around; then seeing the cause of the mis-
chance, he forced his horse, with no small
difficulty, to approach the figures by the fire.
''Who are yous" he demanded, in harsh,
pereinptory tones. 'sWhat are you doing
here?'
The young man, pipe in mouth, looked up
at him with a smile, but made no reply.
ssWhat are you? Migrants? Do you know
this place is privateg'
And he pointed with his riding-whip to
printed "Noticer' fixed close to the gate upon
the stem Of large fir tree.
81 beg your pardon" said the young nan.
with the utmost sang .froid;; eve are, L
imagine, on the queens highway, and there,
with your permission, we purpose 10 remain
for the night"
Struck by the superior manner of the
speaker, the newcomer looked at him in some
surprise, but with no abatement of his
naughty manner. He then glanced at Tin,
who was busy with the kettle, fro-a Tin to
the gray mare, and from the graz mare to
the house on wheels. The scowl or his dark
face deepened, and he turned his fierce eyes
again on the young man.
"Let me warn you that these grounds are
private I suffer no wandering vagabonds to
pass that gate"
"May I ask your name?" said the young
man, in the same cool tone and with the same
quiet smile.
''What is my name to your
"Well, not much, only should like to know
the title of so very amiable a person."
The other condescended to no reply, but
walked his horse toward the gate
''Here, fellow!'' he cried, addressing Tim
"Open this gate for mel"
''Don't strip said his master. s'Let our
amiable friend open the gate for himself"
Withan angry exclamation the rider leaped
from his saddle, and, still holding the horses
re;ns, threw the gate wide open. Then, still
leading his horse, he strobe over toward the
young man, who, looking up, saw that he was
nearly six feet high, and very powerfully
built
''My name is Monk, of Monlshurst," he
said. Give good mind to teach you to re-
member it."
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The Force of Habit.
lChicago Tribune.l


Col Beasley, who is justice of the peace
and accustomed to deal with the criminal
element every day, was reclining on the
sofa in his palatial residence, taking an af-
ternoon siesta, when q female entered and
took chair opposite to him. Not yet fully
awake he imagined that he was in his Of
fee, for he said sternly:
"Whats your Nance"
maria Smith"
"How old are yous"
"Twenty-six," replied the female, with
considerable hesitation.
"Where vera you born! Don't try to fool
me. I know your sort. How many times
have you been punished alreadys Don't
think up any lies now"
Just at this moment Mrs Beasley spoke
up from the adjoining room:
"Why, my husband, what is the mattera
You are talking to my dear friend, Mrs.
Smith, who has come to spend few days
with u.s."
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My name is Monk, of MonHshatrst"
''Don't be afraid" was the reply. "Monk,
Of Monkshursts 1 shall be certain not to for
get it, Mr.. Monk, Of Monkshurstl Tim, is
the water boiling"
For moment Mr.. Monk, as he called him
self, seemed ready to draw his riding whip
across the young mans face, but, conquering
himself, he surveyed him from head to foot
with savage anger. Nothing daunted, the
young man returned his stare with something
very lie supreme contempt. At last, mutter-
ing beneath his breath, Mr.. Monk turned
away, and, leading his horse into the avenue,
closed the gate and remounted; but even then
he did not Immediately depart, but remained
for some minutes, seated in the saddle, scowl-
ing over at tha1acampment.
Thus occupied, his face and figure set in
the gloomy framework of the trees, he looked
even more forbidding than before. His face.
though naturally handsome, was dark with
teinpestuous passions, his eyes deep-set and
fierce, his clean-shaven jaw square and de-
ternined. For the rest, his black hair, which
was thiclxly mixed with iron gray, fell almost
to his shoulders and his upper lip was COW
cred with an iron gray mustache.
At last, as if satisfied with his scrutiny, Mr.
Monk turned his horse round with fierce
jerk Of the rein, and rode rapidly away in
the shadow Of the wood.
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CHAPTER, TT.
LEAVES FROM A YOUNG GENTLEMANS JOUR-


LEAVES FROM A YOUNG GENTLEMAN'S JOUR-
NAL.
'tBefore setting forth on this memorable
pilgrimage to nowhere, I promised a certain
friend of mine, in literary Bohemia, to keep
Lotes of my adventures, with a view to flu
trre publication, illustrated by my own bril-
liant sketches. I fear the promise was q
rash one-frstly, because I am constitution
ally lazy and averse to literary exertion; and,
secondly, because have, as yet, met with no
adventures worth writing about. Not that 1
have altogether lost my first enthusiasm for
the idea. There would be novelty in the
title, at any rate, Cruises in Caravan by
Charles Brinkley, with illustrations by the
author; Photographic frontispiece, the Cara
van, with Tim as large as life, srnirking self
consciously in delight at having his pictur'
taken. My friend B has promised to find
me a publisher, if I will only persevere-
Well, we shall see. If the book does not
progress it will be entirely my own fault; for
I have any amount of time on my hands,
Paint as hard as I may all day, have al
ways the long evenings, when must either
write, read Or do nothing.
$50 am beginning this evening, exactly
fortnight after my first start from Chester. I
purchased the caravan there from morose
Individual, with one eye, who had it built
with a view to the exhibition of Wild Man
Of Patagonia; but said Wild Man having
taken it into his head to return to County
Cork, where he was born, and the morose in
dividual having no definite idea of a novelty to
take his place, the caravan came into the
market. Having secured this travelling
palace, duly furnished with window-blinds,
piece of carpet, a chair-bedstead, table,
CT coo1-inor 11to To of-
own artistic paraphernalia, I sent over to
Mulrany, County Mayo, for my old servant,
Tim-na- Chalnig, or Tim O. the Ferry-other-
wise Tim Linney; and with his assistance,
when he arrived, I purchased strong mare
at Chester Fair. All these preliminaries
being settled, we started enc fine morning
soon after dayhreak, duly bound for expiora-
lions along the macadamized highways and
byways of North Wales
81 am pleased TO say that Tim, after he
had recovered the first shock OF seeing peri
patetic dwelling house, took to the idea won
derfully. Sure it's just Ike tho ould cabin at
home he averted, 'barrin' the wheels, and
the windies, and the chiniey, and the haste to
pull it along;;' ord I think the resemblance
would have been complete in rs eyes Ii there
had only been two or three pigs to trot mer-
rily behind the back door. AS for myself, I
took to the no.nad life as naturally as i'll
had never in ny life toen in u civilized hahi-
tation To be abla to go where one pleased,
to dawdle as one pleases, to stop and sleep
where one pleased, was certainly a new sen
sation. hfy friends, observing my sluggish
ways, had often compared me to that inter
esting creature, the snail; now the rese-,l-
blance was complete, for I was asnail indeed,
with my 4eusa comfortably fixed upon my
Staunton vindicator. [volume] (Staunton, Va.) 1860-1896, 1885-05-15
LOVE HIDING.
Hon. Roden NOEL

at".r Hon. Roden Noel.l
Love was playing hide and seek,
And we deemed that he was goro.
Tears were on my withered cheek
For the setting of the sun;
Dark it was, around, above,
But he came again, my Lowell
Chill and drear, wan November.
We recall the happy Spring,
while bewildered we remember
When the woods began to sing
All alive with leaf and wing,
Leafless lay the silent grove;
But he came again, my Lowell
And our melancholy frost
Woke to radiance in his rays
Who wore the look of one we lost
In the far away dim days;
No prayer, we sighed, the dead may move,
Yet he came again, my love
Love went to sleep, but not forever
And we deemed that he was dead;
Nay, shall aught avail to sever
Hearts who once indeed were wed?
sSarlands for his grave we wove,
Yet he came again, my loyet
Staunton vindicator. [volume] (Staunton, Va.) 1860-1896, 1885-05-15

COUNTY SCHOOL SUPFRINi 'ENDENT'
u NOTICE.-My office days in Saunton vii
br Wednesday and Saturday Ct each week. and
Court Days, which days will devote exclusively to
cnOol business.
81. SHEFFEY ROLLER,
uly20tf Co. supt. School
Staunton vindicator. [volume] (Staunton, Va.) 1860-1896, 1885-05-15
One More Psychica, Society.

London is to have one more intellectual
society-the new one to BE- devoted to the
promotion of psychological research. The
members are to recount their dreams and
the effects of them respectively OF prospec-
lively, what communications in their time
they may have received from the other
world through supernatural agents, ghostly
or otherwise. The conditions and aualifica-
tions of membership are not too exacting;
men with the weakest possible intellect will
be freely enrolled and "no questions asked. !"
But they must believe in ghosts and appari-
tions
Staunton vindicator. [volume] (Staunton, Va.) 1860-1896, 1885-05-15
For Her Poodle's Health.
IChicago Herald. |

ICIICttgU IfHTdIu.I
A New York lady OF leisure and money
sailed for Paris recently to consult cele-
brated dog doctor about her poodle's health.
The cur has bad cough and is described as
being @as ugly as dingy door mat" He is
l6 years old and his mistress is anxious that
he shall live until he is 25
Staunton vindicator. [volume] (Staunton, Va.) 1860-1896, 1885-05-15
CHAPTER III.
MATT, MAKES HER FIRST APPEARING

MALT hAhho h1Et rlhS1 AffEAhANCEs
s'Eurekai have had an adventure at
last; and yet, after all, what am I talking
about? 1t is no adventure at all, but only
common place incident. This is how it hap
pened: is --s4.s
ct was seated this morning before my
easel, out in the open air, painting busily,
when thought heard a movement behind
me. 4 ..-
IT should have promised, by the way, that
Tim had gone off on another excursion into
the Jones territory, on the quest for more eggs
and milk
81 glanced over my shoulder and saw,
peering round the corner of my white sum
shade, pair Of large, eager eyes-fxed, not
upon me, but upon the canvas I was paint
ing.
"Not in the least surprised, thought to
myself, AT lastl The caravan has exercised
its spell upon the district, and the usual audi
ence is beginning to gather So Invent tran
gully on with my work, and paid no more
attention.
Presently, however, fatigued with my
work, I INDUCED in great yawn, and rose
to stretch myself. I then perceived that my
audience was more select than numerous, con-
sisting of only one Individuals young per-
son in a Welsh chimney-pot hat. Closer OBJ
servation showed me that said hat was set on
head of closely cropped, curly black hair,
beneath which there shone brown, boyish
face, freckled with sun and wind, pair of
bright black eyes, and laughing mouth with
two rows of the whitest of teeth. But the
face, though boyish, did not belong to boy.
The young person was dressed in an old cot
ton gown had a colored wooden shawl or
scarf thrown over the shoulders, and wore
thick wooden stockings and rough shoes, the
latter many sizes too large. The gown was
too short for the wearer, who had evidently
outgrown it; it reached only just below the
knee, and, when the young person moved,
one caught a glimpse of something very
much resembling dilapidated garter.
line young persons smile was so bright
and good-humored that found myself an
swering it with g. friendly nod.
elbow are you? said, gallantly. Thope
you're quite wells' H
Staunton vindicator. [volume] (Staunton, Va.) 1860-1896, 1885-05-15
Hop-yine Paper.

Hop vines, usually waste product in this
country, are said to have proved not only
good stock for fine paper, but the best sub.
stitute yet obtained for rags in French ma.
permits
Staunton vindicator. [volume] (Staunton, Va.) 1860-1896, 1885-05-15

Visitors are impressed:
LIST. With the beauty and excell6 ce OF the
location. ,;;,; ID tho nor
feet system IN every department
Sd with he gentlemanly appeara.>e ana con.
dnct of cadets and kind FEELING existing between
them and the Faculty. ,...o,,o-
18th. With the faithful work and steady improve
ment of students.
PUPILS received at any time. TERN; moderate
Correspondence solicited. III 81 Tyr"
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The Winnipeg Region.


At the outbreak of our civil war the en-
tire colony about Winnipeg, comprising all
the white people from Lake Superior to the
Rocky mountains, was not over 1000 souls
In 1856 the whole population was 116 Scotch,
90 Canadians, 40 English, Is Irish, Swiss,
l Norwegian and 316 half-breeds. The col
ony was running into the ground, and its re-
vival is solely due to the building up of
Minnesota and Wisconsin and the adjacent
positions of the United States. Minnesota,
which began its political existence
as a territory about 1S49, contained
in 1880 nearly 100000 people. Wis
consin had 100000, Michigan 1000, 900, and
oven Dakota, which was hardly born, had
5000. Therefore, we had banked up
against the British-American line west of
Lake Huron the astonishing number of APP
proximating 100000 of people. The wheat
product of Minnesota especially had become
enormous. ..
If one reads the books of the present day
on the resources of that region, and then
turns back to the information conveyed
twenty years ago, he will see the greatest
divergence. 1t was related in the American
cyclopedia, first addition, that turnips were
killed by the summer frosts; that barley did
not ripen with any degree of certainty, and
the highest yield of potatoes was only six
fold
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Wallingford, Ct, Feb. 25.
CUR ED.

A western man who recovered after he had
been laid out for burial is called ''Pork," Z" be-
cause he was cured after he was pronounced
dead.
''Don't be afraid" said snob to Ger
man laborer, ''sit down and make yourself
my equal" 81 would have to blow my
brains OUT" was the reply of the Teuton.-
Yonkers Statesman.
A mischievous boy yelled ''Rats!" in a
rink in this city one afternoon last week, and
very nearly created panic. 1t is almost
impossible for girl to stand up in chair
with roller skates on.-Newark Call.
"My DEAR" said Mrs. Smith at the break
fast table, 'twhy is this Mahdi called 'Ela !"
ooh" replied Mr.. Smith, as he took three
more buckwheats; ''that's mere abbrevia-
ton, you know-the English habit of drop
ping the his"
A few nights ago several citizens of Fort
Valley Ga, who CHANGED to be up at II
o'clock, upon opening the outer doors of
their houses felt a stream of air many degrees
warmer than that inside. Perhaps their
houses are built on the street car pattern.
That would explain the phenomenon.-Nor-
ristown Herald.
A few days ago at Newport, KY, a girl