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or defile. 1t was only narrow path and
impossible except for persons on foot or
horseback. Wagons and other vehicles
had TO be taken by more circuitous route
10 reach the pike road in the valley be-
meath.
One gray morning in October, Marie
Madame Coutellier now-was pacing Sow
ly up and down the porch in front of her
husbands cottage. Everything looked
melancholy enough up there on the hills.
Ominous clouds were sweeping down the
mountains in sheets OF mist and vapor,
and the red leaves hung damp and life
less on the trees. The sunshine and the
summer were gone from nature, as the
sunshine and summer of her life had gone
from Marie. She looked very sad and old
for a girl of twenty two; for, although
she tried sincerely TO make her husband
happy and to repay him as we'll as she
could for his great love- she found it hard
work.
Down the narrow mountain path she
could see Jean mending fence which
ran along the edge of the path where the
gorge was particularly deep aad danger
Gus. He was whistling at his work and
was apparently happy and contented.
Presently up the track came n horse
man. At first only his head was visible to
Marie, but, rs strangers were rare in that
remote neighborhood, she Watched him
until he was in full view. by which time
he was quite close to her husband.
Very keenly she eyed him, for his figure
seemed familiar. Could it be? All, yes;
there was only one man just like that in
all the world
Jean recognized Walter Penrith, too,
and with an olth called upon him to dis
mount. Penrith refused, and upon Cou-
teller catching his horse by the bride,
used his riding whip over the Canadian s
shoulders, whereat jean sprang at Pen
rith and liter lily dragged him from his
horse. Few words were SPOKEN, but many
blows were exchanged, and at last they
clinched aud struggled with arms closely
locked. Both mon we1o in imminent dan
ger of falling together into the rock bound
gorge, from the edge of which their feet
were less than twelve inches d slant.
Neither of them saw Marie as she stole
up, drawn by some irresistible impulse.
But as, for an instant, they loosened their
hold upon each other. she stepped behind
them and deliberately used her strength,
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ture and tho fino arts rs Marie herself-a
man who had never yet trodden city
pavement and who had never so much as
beheld Fashionable dame. But he loved
Maiie-nay. in his quiet, unassuming way
he worshiped the girl. SO, rs no was
about as good looking rs any OF the boys
within a horseback ride OF jacques Car
tier, and as he drove n fairly goo team
aud owned land Marie had promised to
marry Jean Couteliier. while the bob
capped gossips OF the st. Emelie Valley
decided that il was fitting match.
Yes, Marie was very pretty-and so
thought stranger who approached
Jacques Cartier from the mountain-side
one summer afternoon.
The girl was standing under one OF the
old gnarlel apple-trees in tho orchard
Such lovely rounded fom-eyen though
il was only covered by an washed cot
ton dress-with the sunlight playing in
gloams and flashes upon the bright brown
hair and fair young face. As the stranger
drew near lac fully imbibed and thoroughly
appreciated the beauties OF the picture.
for he was somewhat of an artist and
keenly alive 10 all things beautiful. But
he was so much engiossed in the pleasant
center-p piece of the picture that he did not
notice when breeze from off the noun
tain struck the valley and lifted Marie S
larye, untrimmed straw hat from the
ground, blowing it right under the nose of
his horse: nor was he prepared for the
frightened plunge of the animal, who
reared 80 suddenly as to instantly throw
his preoccupied rider. 1t was not much of
fall, but the strangers leg was fractured,
and Paul Gambler and his daughter car
ried the young man into their house,
where l attended him in my professional
capacity.
The strangers name was Walter Peprith.
n New York man, who had been travelling
through the woods and valleys of Quebec
in search of health and pleasure. He was
wealthy, and when he discovered that he
could not be moved from his couch fol
many weeks, he ordered luxuries of all
kinds from tho great metropolis, until
the cottage home was piled to overlooking
with rare books, wines, fruits, ETC., while
none but the finest cigars came for Mon
sieur Gamblers especial use.
Before long costly presents began TO ar
rive for Marie, and-well, it was only an
oft-told tale. Not only were the presents
brought to bear upon Marie, but Penrith
himself. who was, without doubt, one OF
the most fascinating men l ever met,
brought his powerful personal magnetism
into play, and Marie Gambler soon learned
to love him. Yes, it was no dream OF
fancy on the girls part; she loved Walter
Peuriih, and loved him truly. Indeed
she loved him so we'll, and for himself
alone, that after she had known Peurith a
month she would have cared for the man
Just as much had he never given heI
another present-had he suddenly become
poorer than simple Jean Coutellier, now
thrust SO far into the background of Ma
rie's thoughts and affections.
As for Pemi.h. he was a man of the
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world; but he undoubtedly grew TO care
considerably more than he should have
cared for his pretty nurse. l say more
than he should, because il was a fore
gone conclusion with Walter Penrith that
he would never marry any girl-no matter
how good or how beautiful-who was not
a lady by birth and educ alton. Certainly,
French Canadian peasant girl, who
could speak neither bis language nor her
own correctly, could hardly hope to be-
come Mrs. Penrith. So he toyed and
amused himself with Marie, while the girl
threw her whole being into her love for
him. How much he promised will never
be known, but when the time came for
Penrith to leave Jacques Cartier he GER
tainly did promise Marie to return soon.
And all this time honoSt Jean Cou-
TELLER had never uttered one word of COM
plant of the girls tire .tment of him.
Each Sunday he drove over to the old
cottage just the same as ever, only his
visits were short, and most of the time
was spent III discussing pipe and local
affairs with Marie's pompous old father.
OF course Jean could see how Marie
was entirely engrossed ia the handsome
stranger from the city, and although he
said very tile, he watched him very
closely--so closely that when, two months
after the accident, the stranger took his
departure, Jean met him outside the viii
lage.
"You will come back, Monsieur"
"Yes, replied Penrith. very shortly and
coolly--"that is, in few weeks.
You will marry Marie?"
At first Walter Penrith was disposed to
resent what, althou h asked as question,
almost sounded like command. But as
he IA sed his eyes to those of the stern
looking Frenchman before him he was
compelled to say:
"Yes, L shall marry Marie"
%You will pass me your honor, Mon
s:eur, per sisted Coutelier.
my word is good, sir, replied Penrith.
rather haughtIly.
only your honor is good now, Monsieur,
bee use II is Marie. said Coutellier, with
all the stubbornness of hi nature. See,
Monsieur Penrith; ], too, love petite Ma
RE, and she was my alliance. You camo
here, and OF purpose, yes, deliberately
] would say stole from me her confidence
her trust. her love. For that have Moth
ing to say. You may have Marie; but re-
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monotonous life of those quaint folks In
che st. Emelie Valley, and yet 1 believe l
was able, while among them, to study a
good many phases of human nature and
1nany of tho strange workings OF human
passions.
Detached from the rest or the village,
there used TO be, and is now, for aught
know to the contrary, long. low, vine
covered house, not much larger than II
cottage. An old fashioned garden, full
of the sweet flowers somewhat despised
by modern horticulturists, lies all around
IL, divided from the orchard at the back
by struggling fence and merry little
stream OF clear water. The whole place
gives one impressions of sweetness and
freshness, though hardly of trmness.
They would require, this garden and or
chard, tho constant care of two strong
mon to render them as neat as the lawns
and flower beds of city lots, whereas the
sole attention they rece we'd, when / knew
chem was the very unmethodical care of
pretty Mario Gambler. Well, Marie had
more important work TO do than gar3ep-
ing. She kept house for her father, and
for the girl that meant cooking. cleaning,
sewing. and sometimes even milking.
Old Paul Gambler was the last of long
Time of descendants of an ancient Paul
OomDler, VINO nau SetJleu III canada with
the first of tho French colonists, and al
though only imperfectly educated he
prided himgelf on the fact that he was a
gentleman who had never been obliged to
work. II did not occur TO him that, be-
cause he chose to exist upon a p lltry three
sor four huudred dollars year, frail and
slender wife had been hurried to her long
rest; nor did he pause to consider that his
daughter Marie, instead of being at the
convent school and enjoying herself as
young girls should, was growing up TO
succeedher mother as a household drudge
and in total ignorance of all the accom-
spIishments usually so dear TO young
ladies, even in the back townships of the
slow French province.
Marie was very simple and very igno-
rant. but she posses ed pleasant trnits OF
character. All the dogs, cats, cows and
horses in the village knew Marie Gambler
aud in their several ways showed their APP
probation of her kindly notice of them
Besides. Marie was very pretty, and In
the mountains lived stiapping young
.Erencbman who vas as Ignorant of litera-
The true northerner. [volume] (Paw Paw, Mich.) 1855-1920, 1888-11-21
FARMER JOHNS soLILocuY.

most as well acknowledge. faint no use o.
I've done heap o thlnEin'. p'owin up this tallo'
ground,
An suthins been a painin an achin' me like
sin
Ireckonod twas dyspepsy or malary creepin' in.
At Iast got my dandcr up. an to myaeit. sez /.
Tie biggest fool in natur him that tells hiss III
a lie;
I've been iettin' on tbs malary. an my stun
mick whom know
It's my conscience that's hurt n an worry.n
me SO.
I've been a shirkin this hsre thing for thirty
year or more,
An orto had this shakin' up an settin' down
afore
Two been honest fur as payin' goes, not penny
do L owe
that didn't show
ally mind goes back TO Hammer. when fetched
no apple bloom was sweoter, an she nussled TO
Like she thought she had right to. an could
trust mo without fear,
For the love never limited at for moron thirty
year.
There was churnin', bakin' bil!n'. there was nus
sin an the rest
FROM long aforo the sun riz till nc sI-rberod In
tho west
an when the rest of us was done, an lollin'
round on cheers,
Manner was recuperatin' with her noodle an her
shears
but whom the life was ebbin from that faithful,
patient heart,
bad TO face the must II hadn't done my part
An couldn't help thinkin', watchin' out that
weary life
That there's other ways o KILN kept pistol
or aknife.
81 sounds like sacriligion, but knew just what
she meant,
"A 1yhisnered sT1v IN meat me- when nv
airthv life is spent
TIN tired, John, 80 tired but I've allus done my
best,
an may feel moro like fyin when I've had a
spell o. rest"
--GEty Hamilton, in Exchange.
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SACRED DANCE SEEN IN JAPAN.
Young Pricstesscs Conduct tho Ceremony
Old, Historic Dress.

Old. Historic Dress.
from the st. Louis Globe Democrat
Fro N Kasuga gate the upper avenue
OF lanterns leads the way to the Wax
amiya shrine, dod Gated t. the early
gods of the Shinto religion. Here the
old custom Of the sacred dance is kept
up, and group of young priestesses
are in waiting TO repeat the measures
dluced by U2ume hefore the sun god
de,s cave in prehistoric times. The
little priestesses are all between the
ages OF 8 and y, as timid, gentle and
harmless little things as the deer that
often stray in and watch them. Their
dress Is the old, old costume OF the
imperial court, pictures lue lower gar
ment or divided skirt of the brightest
cardinal red silk, that half covers the
white kimono, with square sleeves and
pointed neck, filled up high with alter
nate folds of red and white. When
they dance they wear over this loose
kimonos of white gauze, painted with
the wistaria crest of the Kasuga tenn
pie, the front OF the gauzy garment
half covering the red skirt, and the
back pieces trailing on the mats. Their
faces are plastered so thickly with
white paint that they lose all express
sion, and, following the old fashion,
their eyebrows are shaved, and two
tiny black spots high up in the middle
Oh their foreheads take their place.
With lips heavily rouged, the coun-
tenance is more mask than anything
human. The hair is gathered together
at the back of the neck and tied with
loops of gold paper, and then, folded in
soft white paper, allowed TO hang
down the back. Long hairpins, with
clusters OF wistaria and red camellia,
are thrust across the top of the head,
and fastened so that they stand out
like horns over the forehead. In detail
the costume is not pretty, but in It's
general effect it is singularly bright
and picturesque.
One can have rs many priestesses
and as long n dance as he will pay for.
and as soon as the money is handed
over the two priests get into their GER
emonial white gowns and high black
hats, and, sitting before the ancient
drum7, chant, pond, a~d blow on
doieful pipes an econ yaIiment Tor the
little dancers. The sacred dance is
solemn enough, and each dancer has a
fan and bunch of bells, from which
hang long strips of bright-colored silks.
They advance, retreat, gil lie to right
and lett, raise their fans, shake their
sacred baby rattles, and with few
changes in the measure repeat the
same figures and movements for a GER
tain length of time Ii one pays more
money they continue repeating the
same thing, and the priests can wall
the endless accompaniment by the
hour To IS the dance is simply a GU
rious and picturesque custom, but one
should see the faces of the devout old
pilgrims, who have boarded up their
money for months and often years foi
the tip, to know something of what il
means to them. 1t is really pathetic
to see their faces glowing and their
eyes almost filed with tears at their
satisfaction with the fine spectacle that
is so rare an event in their lives, and
which crowns their summer pilgrimage
TO the old shrines of their faith.
The true northerner. [volume] (Paw Paw, Mich.) 1855-1920, 1888-11-21
Safe to Employ.

Bank Official-You say you would
like position as cashier?
Applicant
ID. O.-Do you belong in the city?
A.-No, I've come from Canada.
b. O.-Is that your native place?
A.-Yes.
b. O.-Why did you leave it?
Any doctors advice.
b. O.-Climate too severe?
A.-Yes.
B. O.-Ever intend TO go back?
A. Never - it would be certain
death.
b. O.-Eureka You are just the
man we want. Report in the morning
and be installed as cashier. Yankee
Blade.
The true northerner. [volume] (Paw Paw, Mich.) 1855-1920, 1888-11-21
Resenting an Insult.

Robinson-Jackson, / hear that
Brown called you liar last night.
Jackson--Cbitterly) Yes, he called
me liar.
Robinson-And didn't you resent
it?
Jackson (warmly)-Resent it? You
bet / did / told him that was simply
a matter of opinion and NOT of fact.
No man can call me liar and get away
with Little.
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wooden crucifiXes, and IT'S shoU-pettl-
coated housewives. At Jacques Cartier
resided for many years, although it was
very poor place for doctor, and | grew
to really love the sleepy old place, to-
esther with the simple genial French
5eople and half-breeds who lived there.
Very little variation entered into the
The true northerner. [volume] (Paw Paw, Mich.) 1855-1920, 1888-11-21
ONE OCTOBER MORNING
A Story Of Old Quebec.
by WIN. III. $. ATKINSON.

y the Province Of
Old Quebec, deep
hidden in the re
cesses of the noun
tains, lies the prim
out Of the
world village of
Jacques c artie r,
with its tiny church
its weather worn
The true northerner. [volume] (Paw Paw, Mich.) 1855-1920, 1888-11-21
An Obseryant Youngster.

On o summer morning our little Lii
lie was walking with her aunt, and dis
covered spiders web. She was de-
lighted, and exclaimed, "Oh, seei here
is a hammock for bugs. Christian
1dUocdte.
The true northerner. [volume] (Paw Paw, Mich.) 1855-1920, 1888-11-21
Genirs Its Own Reward.

Tom-Why, is it possible that that
is Smith coming toward us How
changed he is. Has he taken to drink
Dick-No; he's taken &c literature
for living. Yankee Blade
The true northerner. [volume] (Paw Paw, Mich.) 1855-1920, 1888-11-21

The oldest and largest tree in the
world is a chestnut near the foot of
Mount Etna. The circumference Of the
main trunk is 212 feet
The true northerner. [volume] (Paw Paw, Mich.) 1855-1920, 1888-11-21

TIE baton used by conductors OF
concerts is said TO have been intro
duced into England 10y Spohrin 1920.
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member. Mons ur, l love her still, and
she is Marie still. There must be moth
ing wrong-no what you would call gossip
or scandal You pass your honor that you
will return soon and we'd Marie, aud we
part friends. Is not that fair and good,
Monsieurg"
Il Give you my word OF honor" said
Penrith. but thore was no genuine manly
ring in his words. Still, Jean Coutellier,
innocent of the worlds worst forms of
wickedness took Penrith's profered hand,
and then rode away to his lonely home in
the hills.
Weeks passed and no Walter Penrith
came 10 redeem his promise to manly
man. or to call back the roses to the fast
palng cheeks of pretty Marie Gambler.
Weeks stretched away into months, and
one morning Marie was missing from
jacques Cartier. She had gone away in
the night, no one knew whittier. No It'd
ings came of Mario, and no city lover
came to the shocked village, or wrote to
shield the woman whom he had wronged
SO deeply that she had gone to seek him
in the far-away city.
The SHOWS OF winter passed away. and,
when the spring flowers were blooming i'll
the old garden, n saddened girl returned
to the cottage for the shelter and comfort
refused her in the outside world. The
old gossips talked loudly and often and
whispered many unkind things. while
none of the yirtuous villagers went near
the cottage any more.
Soon old Paul Gambler, who had lived
through years of respectable poverty, died
from sheer loneliness and deep sense of
shame: for he had lived to see disgrace
overtake a name known in Jacques Car
tier for more than one hundred years.
Poor Marie was alone in the world now.
Alone? No, not quite. There was one
who was pitiful-one who loved and pitied,
without upbraiding or Judging.
Jean Coutelier knew of a man whom he
had sworn to kill on sight, as he would a
fox or a skunk, but for Marie, his old love,
he retained none but kindly feelings and
loving memories.
| do not know how he managed it,
though you may be sure it was with kind
ly tact and gentle persuasion, but in the
face of adverse opinion-public and pri-
vate-Jean married Marie Gambler aud
took her as his honored wife 10 his noun
tain home.
Marie was never her old self, but she
settled quietly down with honest purpose
and endeavor to be q good and faithful
| vito. And she succeeded-if not to her
own satisfaction, at least to Jeans, who
treated her with all the native chivalry OF
his noble nature.
So two eventful years passed away.
jean Coutellier's unpretentious home
was twelve miles away from jacques Car
tier, away up in the bracing atmosphere OF
the forest-clad hills. Right in front OF
the house was rocky mountain path,
which at the distance of few hundred
yards threaded the verge OF deep gorge
The true northerner. [volume] (Paw Paw, Mich.) 1855-1920, 1888-11-21

ONE pound of seed will yield about
10000 asparagus stalks.
The true northerner. [volume] (Paw Paw, Mich.) 1855-1920, 1888-11-21

Jean Coutellier's unpretentious home
was twelve miles away from jacques Car
tier, away up in the bracing atmosphere of
which at the distance of few hundred
yards threaded the verge of deep gorge
The Stark County Democrat. [volume] (Canton, Ohio) 1833-1912, 1888-04-12
A H0WLING TIME
Witnessed in Justice Fulmer's
Court This Morning.
Ink Bottles, Chairs, Imprecations and
Broken Lamps the Result of Two
Gentlemen's Differences-Blood
on the Moon.

The case of John Kralinger who had
John l. Lynch arrested last Friday for
IN assault and carrying concealed dead
iy weapons, came up this morning at
3 O'clock before Justice Fulmer. Bond
Il Wise represented Kralinger and j. j.
Clark acted as counsel for the defend
ant. The proof showed that some time
ago Kralinger rented house on Housel
street from Lynch, and that one day
last week Lynch with an assistant
went down and began to set his things
on the pavement. Kralinger came up
town, and after seeking legal advice of
Bond e Wise, returned to his house
and closed the door upon Lynch.
Lynch and his assistant picked up
large plank a broke in the door and at
the same time brandishing his revolver
nd: 81 come prepared for you" Kra-
linger then swore out a warrant for
Lynchs arrest. When the case was
almost finished, the defendant waved
examination, and gave bond for
his appearance at Court.
After the case had been thus dis
posed of for the present, the Justices
tfice became regular battlefield. j.
J. Clark, the attorney for Lynch, took
;ome exceptions to the Justices rulings
and used some pretty strong Ian.
guage. This aggravated Justice Full
mer, and he forthwith ordered
Clark out of the Office. Clark, how
ever decided to linger yet little, and
a row of immense proportions ensued
frightening the women present, who
ran screaming into the street. Fulmel
grabbed chair and made for Clark
who grasped his antagonist, and thu
two clinched.
Fulmer grabbed a chair and mad'
for Clark, and tried to strike him, bu
Mr. Clark grasped the angry iustic
and the two clinched. Fulmer thel
broke away and reached for an inl
bottle and hurled it at Clark
and in the rough and tum
BILE scrap the lamps on the table wer
overturned and broken, making a mic
mess and injuring reveral court papers
onstables rushed in and separated til
TWO men. Clark made hasty exit, Will
Fulmer, with many imprecations upo
Clark s head, began to clear up the debrt
of the scrap. Fulmer talks of hayin
Clark arrested for contempt of court.
The Stark County Democrat. [volume] (Canton, Ohio) 1833-1912, 1888-04-12
Marlboro Mentions.

A visit to Marlboro village the other
day reminded one of the town as it was
long years ago. Some old citizens have
passed away, but others, approaching
the sere and yellow leaf, still linger.
The postoffice is on the east side of the
square, and Frank Harmony is the at
tentive official. A. II. Geiberson is not
in as good health as we hope he soon
will be. The Reverend Lane, of the M.
E. Church, is in his third year there,
and in the fall will belocated elsewhere
May he prosper wherever he goes. Doc
tor Pennock has been q gatherer of old
curiosities Indian arrows, ETC., and has
quite an interesting collection. His
microscope is ole of the best, costing
about $780, The Doctor is evidently a
seeker after knowledge. The Doctors
father is we'll preserved specimen of
an old resident, whom we are always
glad to meet and greet. Long may
that Pennock be with us. Wheat fields
are looking green, and grass plats and
pastures are coming on since old win
ter is retiring before the growing power
of the vernal sun. The DEMOCRAT
has staunch friends in Marlboro town
ship who do not forget us and will not
be forgotten while memory lasts. Long
may they and theirs survive.