The Springdale news., 1889-04-19

| unll ne came had the black dress seemed | so rusty, the old bonnet so very old the | shawl so shabby, the gloves and shoes so | htdeously patched and mended The glori- ous wealth Of hair shimmering in it's silken beauty by the contrast of it's loveIines5 made the headgear upon it all the ugiier and she, Virginia Waters. whose exquisite taste had, in the happy bygone had tlli opportunity for its indulgy nee. fastened the 1 faded basque with niteous glance at the worn seams and hunger in her heart for pretty apparel like to that of her favored sis tcrS
 To show him herself in fitting frame to | feel once more tho touch of now garments, the delights of s!ker textures of crisp rib | bons, Of dainty laces, And uron Easter l Day, this glorious day-dr was to have become thing of reality; for to accomplish this end she had added furtively to her stock of small coins which she turned iato bills as they accumulated, but sh) br0athed no word ot 1t to sam who was to have been 1 astoniShed beyond meas Ire. 1 The lights are all out now, and the great world is asl ep Into her own little bed creepS Virginia. who pravs aS the tears | flow fast and bitterly, hat the dear dead oa | this one night come not into coynizlnco Of things earthly-for Heaven would not be Heaven she knew, t) those who loved the boy and girl fondly, coud they look tonight into the hearts of either, The dream angels fold their pitying wings over poor Virginia Soft fancies born in para
 disc, float through the souls liberated senses, soothing and comforting her. The early dawn finds her still locked in siumber.
 even the sun looks inquisitively in at her
 windows, making yellow ladders upon | which yet she sleeps.
 "yirginia.n Her eyes slowly open "Oh, l Virginial'
 Come in" she says seepily, reaching out her hand and drawing the bolt of the door near her beds head. "Is it you, Sam?N There is no recollection of last nights calamties Dame Memory has not as yet unlocked the portals leading to her mysterious domain Dear old bowl"
 This pet name 50 fondly given, is too much for the loving remorseiul brother
 With great cry he throws himself upon his knees at his sisters bedside. and, bury ing his face upon the pillow beside her own, weeps as if his young heart would break It all comes back thcn that shameful thing that seems in this late sunny hour to have been but hidcous nightmare grow some creature of the hours of darkness With
  fee she has made comes back to her wi5h four-fold bitterness, and in her heart of hearts she rebels.
 But the throes of agony that rock the very foundation of his romorscful soul cut like so many knives into the armor of her seifishness, and before he has shut the flood gates of his stormy grief, her fair hand falls upon his beautiful head and her low voica calls his name:
 sam don't, dear Ba comfort3d, poor boy, Experience is hard school sam, and you have just learned a terrible lesson therein such lesson as you will never need to learn twice Sam always remem- l Der that"
 Oh, Virginia. Virginialn | Don't, Sam
 'I wish I were dead dead dead!" Samr'
 ''The disgrace is worse than death, yir-
 ginia, says the boy suddenly throwing | back his head and showing a face Set and
 resolute II don't know what 1 may have
 told you last night when I was was "
 Not sober, sam"
 But l will tell you now inst how t hap
 pened The cycle club boys came down at ! dusA and asked me to 20 to see the run for
 a ribbon at the rink. I started out with 1 five dollars my wages for the half week, Virginia, you know WaDl hta went too
 soon 1 took a friendly hand with the boys,
 and I-I lost What to do didn't know.
 Like a flash it came to me that l had Il pos
 ited twenty dollars payment for pretty
 good bill of goods l sold after MT Aregh l it the store last night in the money drawer. as he always told me to do. told i the boys if they would come home with me i | Would uay this debt of honor ' Debt of of-honorn
 | And so-and so I took it, Twenty dol | lars-it might as we'll be twenty thousand,
 as far as I am mconcerned-what shall do: | What shall do?"
 sam. have l been good sister to you?"
 "Oh yirginia' walls the boy. ! "Will you t~y to think that it is through
 me that mother and father ask VOL to
 promise sacredly to resist hereafter all such
 temptations as tiess:'
 Virginia !"
 And if | should say: Sam, no disgrace shall come to you as much money as you took has long since been put back into the money-drawer You are free from the con demnation of men, with nothing to make you ashamed save your own conscience '- how would you feel, Samg'
 How do the wretch upon the scatfold feel when the pardon comes to lift the moose from about his necks'
 Thus, then lift the moose of disgrace my poor. dear. best beloved and only brother, you are free."
 When he comes to fully com rehend the great thing sho has done for him he starts to his feet new man He catches his breath as one vho has been butfetin@ wi5h an awful flood and has in the hour of de- ! To oria and laughs aloud, kissing his sister as he pours the rich store Of his gratitude upon her. She turns him out at last, and Ee goes flying downstairs to his duties in the shop
 | When lie has gone Virginia gives herself up to many and various reflections some | bitter some sweet And the most bitter is
 tn thought that for long, long time she must gown herself in her same old worn | habiliments.
 | Next day is Sunday The black dress has
 been carefully brushed, the bows on the
 black bonnet pulled and pinched and pressed the patched shoes backened the l gloves remended and all the articles of ap- | parel donned It is q sho-t walk to the 1 church wherein Virginia fills the office of | orranist, and she finds her way up the 1 little spiral stair to her place behind the | heavy. narrow curtains as the bells ring
 out their solemn invitation to saint and sinner
 | Mir Fonda, the bass, is already there; so,
 also, is Mrs. Sindon the coutralto; but it
 is only when the bells have stopped their
 pealing that the tenor and soprano enter the
 lott together both little anXiously, as | if the knowledge of their tardiness is a con 1 sciousness that smites them. l l MT ArleighH says Mrs Sindon
 Oh! to play the sweet chords to fetch the
 divine music from the magnificent instru-
 ment before her when her whole soul was
 one great, iangiing discord-her heart full ] of inharmony.
 Miss Roosevelt's clear, full voice scars aloft and fills the edifice full of rich melody;
 and then the mellow tenor-his yo ce-weds l hers and -