The weekly register. [volume] (Point Pleasant, Va. [W. Va.]) 1862-1909, 1892-02-02


gal form In return for this service
the bride crosses his palm with gold,
which goes to the poor Of the county.
and this is said to bring good luck. "
Hugh tottered back TO the house
and was gone some minutes. When
he reappeared at the door the girl
could see he had not fully made up
his mind to part with the money. but
he reascended the hill and placed five
bright elephant" guineas in her
hand
Il win be in my pew at the church
at 6 o'clock. and viii wait for thee.
he said, 'and harbye, my pretty,
don't speak about this to thy sister
until it is all over. We will give her
such pleasant surprise"
With deep courtsey the girl
bounded away. and then there came
to the old mans face a look of fero-
cious triumph which might truly be
called wolflsh.
Promptly at the hour named Hugh
Buckliff entered his pew and sat down
to await his bride. The church was
IN darkness. save for single candle
which burned upon the reading desk.
He heard voices in the vest1y. and
laughed as he imagined what the
minister and the widow Moore. the
caretaker of the church, were saving
about the approaching marriage.
Hugh waited itseemed an hour, but
Ciceiie came not; then the voices in
the vestry ceased, and the banging
of door started current of air
in the church which put out the car
die. The bridegroom, not at all rel
ishing his position, tried to grope his;
way te the yestry door, and in so do
ing made such clatter against the
pews as to startle the widow, who
was about to lock up the church.
Throwing open the vestry door.
she was almost frightened out of her
wits by the figure which met her
eyes, for the darkness and a certain
rapidly growing sense of something
wrong had rendered his features as
hyid as those of a corpse. With 4
howl like hungry beast he dashed
at the church register, and read an
entry, scarcely yet dry, certifying to
the marriage of Cicelie Goodrich an /
John Welby, mate of the whaling
ship Montaukl
Catlike, he scratched at the record
with his long fingernails, and would
have destroyed the page had not the
caretaker hurled him aside with the
strength of an Amazon.
just go about thy business and
leave that book alone, she said. Its
nobody's fault but thine own if thou
art too late to see the lovely bride.
with her bunch of wild asters and
her golden glineas for the poor;
though it's true folk did say they
were not to be wed till the ships got
back from the whaling trip. What
led thee to the church2 Dost thou
not know that license marriages are
solemnized in the vestry2s
Hugh had heard enough: he had
not only lost the bride, but had fur.
nished the bridal bouquet and the
licensed He rushed out of the place
as angry an old man as ever trod a
public road. nor did the good people
of Southampton (who knew the
whole story soon after daybreak)
ever see him again When, some
weeks afterward, surprised at his
long seclusion, they broke into the
yellow brick house, it was found to
have been vacated some little time
previously, for the window flowers.
which in his rage he had dashed
upon the foof. were dead and dried
up The horse was gone, likewise a
farm wagon as Cid as its owner. He
had moved away in the night
whittier no one ever discovered. -
Thomas Frost in Pistsburg Bulletin.
On an elevated railroad train day
Or two ago four boys, ragged street
urchins, made themselves nuisance
most of the journey down from One
Hundred and Twenty fifth street.
Their antics and noise annoyed diff
ferent passengers to the verge of ex-
postulation. but their efforts were
met with insolence and more noise.
AT Thirty third street lady of mid
die age got on, and the pandemonium
of the boys at once attracted her
attention. She did not resent it.
however, but crossed and sat down
by them and began conversation.
toHC tloht0 4tAcoltOLl3. DDlu bIOTlGS ana
interested them to such an extent
that peace reigned where before had
been discordant t1rmult.
AT Grand street the boys got out.
each bestowing polite "Good by,
lady upon their entertainer. A pas
senger was curious to know the se-
cret of the spell she had thrown over
the unruly lads, and after thanking
her ON behalf of the other passengers
for the relief she had given, asked
how she had done it.
Il have brought up three boys, y
said the lady, and know their
tastes and lilzings. talked to those
little fellows of the things my boys
would have been interested in at their
ages. That was all. ;,
All, indeed, but volume. To know
how is all there is to anything. New
York Times.
Sad state of Anairs at Berwyn.
Squire J. F. Kaufman, Berwyn.
gives thanks for one of the c11fezf