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Acton Concord Enterprise (Newspaper) - December 6, 1889, Acton, Massachusetts OONOORD, MABS., IHrtlD.A.Y, DECEMBER 6, 1889. Number 11. EJSrTEBPBIitE ; I%BU»nKi> ATÌMABUBOKO FIJII.AYMOIIW-' " IKOfc iptlon, «100 per year. 8(i Mo»U>«. 600 ; Three Monili«, 35c. \ (Including Postage) fjivariably in advaxce. ' HDD80N, MAttLBORO, MAYNARD, CONCORD, ACTON, SUDUURY STOW, WAYLAND, WESTON, in Middlesex County. . NORTHBOBO. SOUTHUORO, AND . BERLIN, in Worcester County. » Principal Offices : Chase's Block, Wood square, nUDSON. Batelton Block, Main st, MARLBORO. Maynard'» Block, Main st, MAYNARD. RATES OP ¿DVBBTiMWG. OM Iwh. one week. 70c; each additional, 26c. '^rtfewla head of columu, etc., is , per CM*. additional I » rejrolar rate». - nSw>iM**i<r professional card», «ve line» of tMstyi* i« 18 » W per y«*r. Including a copy of ^¿«mÌmm notice* in local column, 1« cent» a line each ImOUnu. Hfcart Adv*rilM>aaeBU. HUuh ax Wants, For Sale. To tat.Lfwt.Found etc., not exceeding four line«, will 1*> Inserted one week, for twcnty-llve cent«, or three week« for fifty ccnw. (M wt TI»«»««« «t exceeding six lino*, one luscrtion, M cents far" Traiinleut «drertWiiB, cash in advance .' JOB PBINTINO Of every description promptly aud sntl>iriictorlly executed. HOUGHTON'S .. Slow, Maynard, RoekboUom, Berlin. Bolton and Boston Express.! (iOACBKM leave B«Ii*h and Herll» at ! 6.4.4 A.M., connecting at Hudson with 7.4a A. »1. train for Huston. I«ars IlaiMa for Bolton and Berlin on arrival Of 8.0ft V. M. train from Boston. Pare frtv Beri la <• ....... « I cm«« ranfroi B«Iim »• Baowa, M ceni». Itoston Ofllce, 35 Court Square. «J. W. JOB»Al*. Hr«prlei«r* ISTEW Blacksmith Shop! Slain Street. Maynard, Mass. <OI*P. SKATINfi KINK.) Horse Shoer and Carriage-Smith. Particular attention given to Shoeing I-ame and Interfering Horse» All work «Ione In a nut-ixractury maimer. J/ Y. TICK EH, Proprietor. Commonwealth of Massaclmsetts. Concord Lyceum. W-flrst Season, 1889-90. Course of Lectures -AND- Entertainments. v. VI. MIDDIJESKX, 88. PltOBATK COURT. To the Helm-at Law, next of kin, and all other ... —l.mii till m 1*" »state of Ann Mil-Shy. late of Concord, In said County, deceased, ■* • . Greeting: WHEREAS, a certain lt>Ktrument purporting to be the I art will and testament of »aid deceased hag lieen presented to paid Court, for rrobate, bv Patrick Murphv who prays tliat letter» testamentary maj lie Issued to him, the executor therein named; , You are hereby cited to appear at a Probate Court to be held at Lowell ill said County of Middlesex, on the third Tuesday of December next, at nine o'clock before tioon, to allow cause, If any you have, against the wiinc. And »aid petitioner Is hereby directed to give nubile n"tici> thereof, by publishing tills citation once a week, lor three sucrsslve weeks. In tlic newspaper called the ConcordKnternrlse prln ed at Concord, the last publication to lie two day» at least, before »aid Court ... Witness. Oeorge M. Brooks. Esquire, Judge of said Court, this twentv-thlrd clay ol Novcinher In the year one thousand eigh' hundred and eighty-nine, j- H. TYLER, Register. Wednesday Evening, Deo, 11 .A. LEJOTTJUEI llv Professor Edward S. Morse, of Sntem. Hul>-Ject: "The Arts of Illustration.'* This lecture treats. In an Interesting manner of the various methods by wblch book and other illustrations are prepared. It will lie illustrated with black-board sketches. VII. Wedne8dav Evening, Deo. 18 An Illustrated Musical Lecture Bv Mr. N. J. Corev, assisted by Mr. Clarence K. 'Hay, basso, Subject: "Richard Wagner and The Medieval Myths." "The Flying lmtchinan," "Tannliauser" anil "1 lie Melmerslngers." Htereoptlcon views and piano and vocal selections. VIII. Thursday Evening, Jan. 2. AN ILLUSTRATED LECTURE By Viss Amelia 1». Kdwards. • Ku'-jeot: "The Burled Cities of Ancient Egypt." - Siereopticon views. IX. Wednesday Evening, Jan. 8, A LECTURE Bv Col. .1. 1". Sauford of Iowa. Subject, "Old Times and New." X. Wednesday Evening, Jan..15 A Vocal and Instrumental Concert by The Louise Baldwin Concert Company anil the Kng-lish (lie* Club. $2.00 50 Cents On sale at Whlfomh's book store ami at the front entrance of hall. Doors open at 7. lectures begin at 7.4S. Dramatical and musical entertainments at 7-10. Henry 1). Coolidee, Thomas W. Burette, John C. Friend, Directors. Season Tickets, Single Admission, HARRY L UDKHHW, Veterinary Surgeon, Coneord. Mass.. Will attend to all diseases of Cattle, Horses, Sheep, etc. Orders left with A. 1). BLACK, will lie promptly attended to. Middlesex Institution for Saviip, CONCOED. MASS. Committee of Investment—Ueorgo M. Brooks, Lorenzo Katon, John 8. Keyes, Samuel Hoar. HUNRY J. WALCOTT, Clerk. Concord, Nov. 29.1889. -tCOLUMBIA FLOUR.*- . THE VERY BEST BREAD FLOUR IN THE WORLD. The above .statement however strung it may seem, is,nevertheless, true, and thousands of families in New England who are using it exclusively will emohaticaHy endorse our statement. The Columbia Flour will make n whiter^ lighter and larger loaf than any other ffour known. It lias lieen proved by actual tests that it To the barrel than any other patent Hour on the market. This is an important item for the prudent housekeeper to consider. Every Barrel Warranted to Give Perfect Satisfaction. If you would have the vtrv best filottr, try the COLUMBIA. —ALSO THE CELEBRATED- Agnes Booth Cigar* 'Acknowledged as the very best domestic cigar ever placed on the market The attention of smokers"is called especially to these elegant cigars which are not equalled by any other than impoited goods. Colu.nbia Hour and Agnes Booth Cigars sold by G. W. & C. H. TOWLE, OONOORD, MASS. IUI Siiti s jiii -A. JNJ H) DEOORATER, Main Street, Rear Am. Express Office, Concord, Mass. Picture Frames made to order. Furniture Upholstered and Repaired Window Shades for sale and made to order at Boston prices. Mattresses of all kinds, and Feather Beds made and made over. Bj^CHAS. h. johnquest, INSURANCE Bl'ILDINU, . . . CONCORD, MAS8. Oflloeopen every day except Fridays ^rom 9 A. M. to 12 M., and from 1 to 6 KM. Fridays,* M . at Meformatorv. Appointments made through tlie mall, box 132. Reference Drs Flamr & Os good, SB Tremont Street, Boston. -*» ^ 'REMINDED." And ever thus, the same dull ache From secret heart panpi, fcnl by teiu-s. Thy womau's prido forbids Uiee make Token or »tgn. from thy earliest yea« How many buds of promlie start. Show tinted leaf aid b«*>* of «old. Then rudely torn in rage apart. Ami fat« no full rruitloas hold. To love not life, nor priae «me tie That binds in (tladness to your lot Thy fairest hope»-« hollow Ue. And, one by one, to trust them not. Back through the years I one vivid dream Held all thy life in sweetest thrall. Ami back today one clear sharp gleam Fell on that past. Illuming all. -It might have been," you know toduy. That you loot of Joy the shining key When you deemed your Idol was but clay. <Oh: veil that scene of a*ony.) So other shrine stands firm In truth Where, shattered now, love« shrine has been. For that stveet, wild dream of earliest youth Holds what of Joy thy life has seen Krleudship In fairest (lowercan sVrlng Even from the ashes dead and gray ; Rut limu no second bloom can bring Where love and trust have passed away. Von saw—and full of strange, wild |wiu Beat heart and pulse—a fair young fuee in whose brow and eye you see again The iinforgotlen looks you trace. Not tliiue. I,ut something yet apart From a young group now gathered there; Something you claim with eye autl heart Ah a portion of that vauished year A lus' that life must often give Thus iislies Instead of friiltag» qMd. And th.' iittlerest part of all-to li -1 "-And snitle when thy hemt is worn ami sad. —Sunday Inter i ireau. Tili: ST01IY OF A Ü0SK. ■-Cnine in lu'iv. yon little rascal!" ri it'il Dr. Paekaril tiei'i'i lv, sri/.iiio; In- tli" i ol-air a liov who wa.i Ui-i'i'in^ tlirmi^li tin' [licki t f;.|iet' lit till* doctor's lirilliant Rur-ilen. Tin- imiv «'as <lro|>pi'il in iiililin^ upon the oilici- sieps, wliilt' the lii«'. burly iloctor vveiit alioul anions; 11 flowers, enttini; a liu^i» Isiiniin'l. Tliesi-lio Rave tlio < nl|)iil. r\i'laiiiiiii>i. with equal sternness: "There, take that home antl |iut it inio water! (¿nick! Start your heels!" Then lie stood upon the steps, chuckling to himself to see the hare legs of the frightened urohiii fly up the street. This garden was l)r. Packard's latest plaything and pride. "No fun in cultivating good ground: nothing to doctor!" he had suid when he Masted out the scraggy, worthies* limestone ledge.cropping out in his oHice door-vard. filled in rich soil, and made the ledge gay with vigorous, blooming (lowers. Roses and lilies, pansies and t'urhsias. feverfews and hollyhocks, geraniums and heliotropes, phloxes and sweet-williams, verbenas and carnations, morning-glories climbing over the door of his oflice, and sweet peas and nasturtiums winding in and out the low fence—all responded to his care and blossomed with a perfection and an abundance rarely seen. Nature was in her most grateful mood. Here it. was bis delight to startle and to reward the children who were drawn to the S|HJt by their love of flowers. He would rise up unex[ieetedly from behind the liedgeof vines and demand, in awful tone*: "Does your mother like planls'r Well, take her that, you seaiiip," giving the boy a pink or geranium or fuchsia, and adding, in still sharper, gruffer tones, "and see to it that von bring back the jHitl" If the boy was not too frightened and did not run away, leaving the pot o:i the doorstep, his courage was rewarded with yet another plant. One day iu June the doctor was out, walking up and down his garden paths, [lulling up a weed here, picking oli a failed blossom there and looking with keen pleasure at many a lovely rlowcr. (■lancing up suddenly from his lied of perpetual roses, he saw a young girl looking wistfully over the fence. "What flowers tin you like best, my clnldi" lie asked, with a curious change from his usual brusque lone. "Oh, roses, sir," she answered. "They are the loveliest of all, I think. We have a yellow rose that climbs iqi to the eaves of our house, and another white one that conies up to tny window, and many pink ones out in the garden. Hut they live out all winter, and are not like those," she said, nodding toward; the doctor's roses. "Come in anil see them," said the doe-tor; "ami go around all you like." The young girl thanked him and went quietly around, touching some of the floweri genti.., daintily smelling the perfume of many and noticing each. Hut she stood longest by the rose bed. The delicate color came and went in her cheeks, and her pretty blue eyes shone with excitement and delight. Dr. Packard watched her silently while he went from bed to bed. cutting many blossoms. These he gave to her. Her eyes opened wide with surprise. She thanked him gravelv but simply, while her happy face S|H>ke yet more eloquently. As she turned to pass out the gate, the doctor called to her: '•■Wait a moment. Jlere, take this rose, it grew it from a seed. It won't blossom for me, perhaps it will for you Give it a good chance. Let me see the flower when it conies. And here's a l>ook," he continued, "that, will tell you how to feed it." Turning to go again, the girl saw a gray haired, bent man on the other side of the street, walking slowly. "Oh, father!" she called, "see what beautiful flowers I have, und a new rose, too! The doctor gave them all to me." Mr. Carter's grave face lighted up as he stepped across the street. " "linked they are beauties, my child. The doctor knew what would please you best. I iet me carry the rose for you. 1 will get good care, sir," he added, turn- j ing to I'r. Packard. "This is your girl, Joe?" asked the doc, j tor.  11  | "Yes: this is my Lucy, the last of the six," ho answered, a tender, sail smile crossing his worn features. "Better set her out in the garden. Quite too pale and thin, man. Throw away lier books! Let her dig; let her make mud pies again! Keep her out of doors! Let her come in only to eat and sleep!" nuid Dr. Packard with a threatening scowl, quickly followed by a nod and a laugh toward Lucy. "This will be a nice place foi my rose." said Lucy to her father that evening. "I've made a little hollow right here in my own bed, so that the wind can't blow the pot over: and then, too, I won't forget to water it when close lieside my mignonette and heliotrope. Three sweet flowers all in a row! Won't it lie lovely when the rose blossonjs, for I am sure it will; and, mother, seel I can see it the first thing in the morning right out of my own window." Mrs. Carter sat on the porch knitting, but her eyes followed fondly the slight figure of her child as Lucy ran around from bed to hush, and the mother answered with gentle smiles the girl's enthusiastic outbursts of delight in her newest treftsur«. Mr. Carter drove a long stake down beside the new rose and tied it securely, while Luoy eagerly watched every movement. "OhI I am sura of a blossom soon, dear father; and what color do you suppose it will be? Pink or red, I hope. Red with a dark, velvety heart! We all li^e that color best, don't we?" she asked, turning afTectionatelv to each parent, while the pale faco shone with innocent delight and anticipation. Then she picked a large bunch of the hardy roses which the modest garden grew, and, sitting down beside her mother, begun to arrange them. "When I am a little larger and stronger —I am a good deal stronger than I was, am I not, dear mother?" she interposed, sitting up very erect for tho moment. Not waiting for an answer, she went on breathlessly: "When I am older lam going to spend all my time growing flowers. You'll give me more beds, father, and I will sow the seeds and tend and water tliem, oh, so carefully I I'll have many, many roses out here in the garden, and then in the winter I'll have the tea and hybrid roses l»r. Packard's bonk tells about in the house. I can grow many of them from a few roots which l ean buy for the first start, you know. "Then I'll sell them and their blossoms. I have heard ever so many people say that they wished there was some place In the village where flowers could he bought, and Mrs. Browne, you know, tent to Boston for roses for her party. I :oulilsell roses for such things, and make ip lovely bouquets. Then I'll give all ¡lie money to you, father, and help you ;jay Mr. Browne the money you owe him. When 1 had earned enough, perhaps, I jould have a little glass house here, and ;hen I could grow more Dowers, and we f.hree would live together always in this little house and be so happy, and my roses would help you both. I am sure my new rose wilt blossom, and with it 1 am going to begin helping you." Lucy smiled to herself over the rose embowered castle in Spain, and burying her face in the cluster of roses said, with sigh of childish ecstasy: "They are like a glimpse of heaven!" I The few hundred dollars, which Lucy's father had as yet been tillable to pay on I their cottage, was a source of constant! worry and trouble to both her father and j mother, Indu.strioiK and saving, they j had always been burdened too heavily to j succeed. Narrow means had always been ; their lot. and illness and grief their fre- ' (pient guests. I'rom a little toddling j child Lucy hail shown a sweet thought- ; fulness for them, and had been conipan- | ion and comforter in a niea-ure far beyond her years. She was full of childish delights and games, yet the visions of 1 caring for her parents in the coining j years, were often lie fore her and made her ; sedate and grave. ; The summer days passed by quickly, I and Lucy's rose grew luxuriantly. The j tail stalk> were covered with abundant ! leafage, but there were no blossoms. But ! Lucy's faith and care did not waver, and j when the froslv nights of late October : came her father transplanted the rose ; in■ ■, a larger ¡Hit and brought, it into the ' house. Lucy daily watched and {.elided it< and the rose tree spread its grceli leaves" Hid ilnuiL' in tlio auimliiitu uinl tliu warmth all through the snowy weather, but gave no grateful response of bud or llower. Its gentle caretaker did not thrive so. A slight cold taken ¡nearly winter could not be shaken oil. Tho sorrowful father and mother watched her daily failing and slipping from their loving grasp. Tho delicate flush on tho cheek deepened into a crimson, the white skin grew yet whiter, and the slender llgure drooped like a faded flower. Dr. Packard visited the house daily and sadly shook his head. "Lack of vitality, Joe. Nothing to build on. Too much soul, too little body. I—I cannot save her." But with Lucy Dr. Packard was always jolly, and made her bedside merry with jests and bright with flowers. She coil- j tided to him her hopes, her faith in her ; rose and her visions and plans, which ' grew brighter as her own sweet life ebbed I away. To please her, the doctor drew a | rough plan of a little greenhouse and I made out a list of plants and iihwlis for ; her to begin w ith. The rose tree stood in Lucy's room, j and she spent hours gazing ut its fresh j green liouglis. With the doctor's help she cut olf many slips and pleased herself trying to root them in boxes of sand, calling them her rose's little children. Slowly but surely the end came. It was a warm -May morning. The chamber was filled with tho song of birds and the jierfuine of the apple-blossoms floating in at the window. A light breeze fluttered the leaves of tlu> rose treo. Suddenly Lucy rose up in bed. exclaiming: "Oh, father! Oh, mother! Seel See the roses! lied blossoms on my own rose! My beautiful rose!" A slight gasp followed, and tho sobbing parents knew that the soul of their child had blossomed into immortal beauty. After Lucy's death life in the cottage was outwardly the same. Wearily the father went to his work, more bent, and grave in aspect. Silently the mother | Such form! Got nny more Carter, »uch color! like'jn?" "Yes," absently answered Mr "IhcfthuBb is covered with them." "G|x>d! I must see them;" and before the iuliazed father knew it he was leading 'tj$e way home with Dr. Packard, and the stranger following. "Tills is truly wonderful." said the stronger, w ho was a friend of Dr. Packard nhd a city florist. "I want to buy it. „JJow much will you take for it'r" "I''cannot sell my child's rose," answered the father. "If our child were here and could speak she would lie eager to sell it," said the mo her, who had stood silently by. "You know her dearest wish was that her rose should help us. We love the ros§ for I lie bles-seil memories il brings us, but those are always ours." "You have several young plants of this same.rose?" asked the florist. "Vis, about twenty," replied Mr. Carter. ' "Well, I'll give you $l,i500 for those, and von send me all the cuttings that you can make grow, and >ou ruay keep thlLbush. But, understand, you are not to Jive nway or sell a single cutting. My right is exclusive." So it was settled. Mr. and Mrs. Carter still live in "Hose cottage," as It is called. Lucy's roses bloom everywhere in the neat door-yard. The dark-red flowers are freely given away, although not a cutting can be parted with; and never a sick room in tlm village but has its boui]tiet, ral l ied there by Lucy's gentle mot her. Dr. Packard's garden still flourishes, and he still frightens the ever-increasing number of small boys with his old energy: w hile on tlie florist's counters are seen large, glowing heaps of the Lucy-rose. the favorite of the world of fashion and wealth.—Agnes A. Ormsbee, in In dependent. CONCEALED IN A SEWER. opportune discovery OF THE effects of dr. cronin. A SvtiNiilloii of Not» In m Very Seiisatlotial I'll««!—I'leturra of the Articles Taken Shortly After Tl>»>- Were Rronght to the Light of llav. The "Cronin Case," so called, maintains its front rank in tho line of surprises, ami if it retains its present character to the end. all previous complications of crime and detection will seem commonplace. The last development is the discovery of the murdered man's clothes, and it is another added to the thousand cases of fatuity shown by murderers that, instead of burning these articles, they stuffed them into a valise and dropped that In the manhole of a sewer, where it was a hundred to one that it would obstruct the flow of water and render discovery certain. "Fools and madmen!" the reader naturally exclaims—did they intend detection'* Well, it almost looks as if they I - The Wolf, I lie One day the above met iu lieing Pleasant lynx mill the Willi Cut. three Animals named the Forest, and the day ¡mil all feeling (¡nod Reason why we n Company and lid I he Wolf as he with a burr, the Lynx. "1 go >ast,' for ( 'ii-Opera- Naturell, the subject of amore Fraternal feeling among them was mu>u intro tluced. "There is no earthly slioulil not even 1 Inni i Divide I hi ' Spoils. I "limbed his Whisk "None at all," saiil in for a Trust. nr. at I lion." "(îentleiiicn." said the Wild Cat, "I am with von heart ami hand in whatever yuu do." After eiin-iilerablc I li-,i us>iim it was decided logo on a Hunt in I 'oinpany. Tic. y soon came to the Tra.l of a Man, and while the Wolf was for making Pursuit tIn- nther.- objected. The next trail was that of a hare, anil u bile the Cal and Lynx were Kager in Pursue, the WoTt would not move. Thus it went until, as the three were finally ready Im a light, the Wolf -at down ami said: "See here. Cents- ue have hiii|i|\ lille e a Mistake. While we belong to the-aille specie-i in a geiu-ial way. our paûfrès wen'liuiit i in a iTuTereiit i'riln i-pie, anil Nature never intended us to hunt it iget liei*. I--.....1, „¡Il M „ j,;.. and Please 1Ì imself." MOKA I.. The Housewife Won't Admit there is any. If One Child likes Mean Soup All must eat it or take a Licking. — I id roil Free l're-s. Oll.li'il His l ucie. Perhaps I here are no ne,v motifs or principles of humor, only new applications. And we an- anoi-e.l w In n I hey ire applied to characters well known. ■ During the war. al. a lime of great de- j pression, il is said that a public meeting j was called in Oneida county, N. Y., for I the purpose of stimulating the war spirit. ; It was a matter of notoriety at the time j that there was a decided political disa- ! givenietit between liosCoe Colliding and ! Iiis nephew, Morris Miller, and that they ! warmly opposed each ot her's views and I measures. The meeting was a very fervent one, limi in the eie I rse of it great, enlhusi.-ein w a ■ al i 'H - eil I or I he more vigori ms pro-e-■.'iilion of (he war. The speakers vied with each oilier in their devotion and personal self sacritice. One speaker offered to coni ri buie a large su in of money, another ami another oD'ercdau increased amount. An aged man arose and with a broken \ nice declared tiiat. he had no money to give, but that Im had a voting son whom he would dedicale to the service of his country. Another father arose and with tears in his eves pledged t he same sacritice. The emhusiasin was at its height and the house wa< carried away by the spirit of self surrender, when Mr. Miller arose llllll cloi|UCIltly 0\ I il'es-i m i Iii- ilcvolinll to tilt» cause. "1 have." he said, in thrilling tones, "no money io givi-, hut I oll'cr li» my country my uncle, lioscoe Conkling.'' There was dead silence l'or a moment and tin n .suppressed laughter and then a siri' ok Tin: pinoing. did, for they put the clothes in a valise belonging to Burke, one of the prisoners, and its ow nership has been traced to him by ineontestihie evidence. The valise was found within a square of thes]xit where the hloodv trunk was found on .May a—the discovery which was the beginning of inquiry. and the first of a long series of most extraordinary revelations. Receiving an ordinary complaint that a sewer on F.vanstou avenue, in the Lake View district "f Chicago, was out of order, the superintendent sent Foreman (Jilberl and three men to search for tho difficulty. Opening the manholes in the vicinity, they found one full to the street level of stagnant water, showing that j there must be a very large obstruction i at the hoi ioin of it, for it is twenty inches j in diameter. A pole was thrust through i tJie obstruction, the wafer rapidly flowed out, the mass was brought up and ex- | aniined. and all its ghastly importance i lay l ev ealed. It con-isted of a box holding the case of surgical instruments and splints of Dr. Cronin. :nid a valise with all his clothes except the shoes and socks. The latter were soon aftev found, a few feet away, in the sewer. All doubt was soon removed. Mrs. t onUlin, sister of the murdered man. id- niilied each article. It let- Tlif poclr»f-c*4« of ^^ iisfruminf«. ¡i11 P»»fctr;pfi»a Book. I performed her household tasks, and lo-! get her they spent the summer evenings I in their garden. The flowers their child had loved were remembered one by one; but the barren rose received the tender-eat care. It was as luxuriant as ever, but had ceased growing almost entirely, while the rose's children, the cuttings Lucy had planted, look vigorous root, and grew so rapidly that they bade fair to outstrip the luolher-plant. The autuu» i came at last and the roses were again si.eltered in llic house. No promise of bud-was given, but the lonely father and mother could not part with their child's rose. One evening in the early summer of the next year the father said with trembling lips: "I/iok! there are buds on our Lucy's rose!" Slowly the buds grew, and whenut length the perfect rose unfolded what a glorious one it was! Deep, dark red, with leaves of richest velvet, and magnificent in size and fragrance. Bud after bud perfected, until the rose tree was covered in radiant beauty, as if all the love and care that had lieen bestowed on it had turned into a garland. Mr. Carter joyously cut some .of the largest flowers to carry to Dr. Packard. As he went with them a hard featured man stopped him. "Oh. 1 say, Carter," said Mr. Browne, "you'll have to pay the rest of that mortgage soon. I think I've ....... pretty patient; it must Ik* seven years or more that it's lieen running. Hi isitli^ is business, you know, and 1 want the money to use." The sight of the bunch of roses was now like a stab to the father's heart. .How to raise the money lie knew not. Blinded and benumbed, he stumbled into Di Packard's door. "Lucy's roses," lie said brokenly, and sank into a chair and hid his face in liia hands. "These roses grow here';" demanded a bwutj voice, "Tlitiy are uwruificeiitl ial shook' the house, lìu-iiiess was ■il. I he speaking went on. oilier s were inaile. Hut every now and snmcUviU would Ureal: out in a I" "II" oilers Ili:, lllicle. Iciseoe Conk-."and thefanev would tickle some n i;ll' i resin : pled-I then ; titt tin: body else, until I lie whole house w.iscon-vulseil again and again willi men imeni, - Harper's Magazine. I'lisi-i-ev, lug » t-uiinluiii I',-it. If vou u-c a I'oiintbiii pen, anil timi it diffidili to mi-crew (he no/zle. wrap a rubber band a lew limes around il. That will give a grip alnio-.t e.piaI lo a pair of pincers, and will not injure the holder. If you haven't a rubber at hand a string ora dampened pier»' of paper will do A glass stopper may thus he easily removed Iioni a bottle or inkstand after defying the strongest grip of nioi.,t fingers. Writer liililitl lit the Occasion. Miss Way, an elderly luily, living alone at Salem, Cuiiu., cleverly linllli-d a g.'Uig isf thieves w Ini invaded liei' house a levv lilglit.i Ugo. is!ic was writing near I» vviiiili.w, when a simiglili was thrust through tlio pimeof gluss und voices ileniiuiiled her money. Slio wi/.ed the gun, but it whs wi-'ii liikeii from her. She then blew out the light, hastened to the l'i mm where her money was kept, ill an old v'lilis»*, cnrriiNl it to the cellar, «ml, quietly esenping through a hatchway, Inirrieil across tho Held*, while the lubber.-, wire vuliily searching the house for her wealth.--I'hila delphiii I lie l iM'o.i'l |ie«'|> I'm pen l'i,-. Henry A limimi sent a negro to The Argus otlii e,- on.- day last w eek, after live cents worili of turpentine. Having a »'O-cent botile on hand we , filled the order, to en ihle'is to mail two letters. Since then, liov ever, we have had other calls for the ingredient, und it worries us no little. Once l'or all, wish it understood that wo don't keep turpentine, and the next individ ial who comes here for it will meet with a sudden death-—Jackson (Qa.) Argus. l»t. CRONIN s EFFF.CTS. ters. the name of its owner, and in the valise was his prescription hook, with tho last memorandum he ever made. In a short time the news spread: one witness was found who remembered selling the valise to Burke and amithei h who took it to the Carlson cottage for him. When he was told, as he sat in the criminal court room, that the valise was found, his deadly pallor and despairing eye told that he considered his doom as sealed. The clothes revealed some curious facts. The detached collar had lieen cut from l lie doctor's neck with a single stroke of a knife and the shirt had been torn from his back. Did this indicate haste or mere brutality? Another and still more puzzling question rises: Why were these clothes saved—why not burned at the cottage? And there seems no answer except the one suggested early in the trial by one familiar with some of the accused, namely, that lliey intended to ship the clothes to England, get a corpse there of Dr. Cronin's size, clothe it in these garments, and thus fabricate evidence that he had been murdered in that country. Hut. as generally happens. they "lost their heads" after the awful struggle in tho Carlson cottage, and thereafter every thing went contrary j to their plans. j The finding of the trunk, the tracing-of the wagon which carried it, the dis- ' covery of the body, the appearanco of j witnesses to prove each successive movement of the murderers and the discovery of the body, taken together, eonsti- i tute.'i chain of proof which seems almost [ providential; and now comes the finding of the clothe.- to complete it. It will no longer be necessary for the prosecution to prove iu tedious detail that Dr. Cronin was murdered and that the corpse found was his —no one will now dispute it. The valise is traced to Burke, and Burke's intimate association with Cougldin and Sullivan on the fatal night is clearly proved. The net of evidence tightens rapidly around the.atyused. JOHN Thm Richest JACOB ASTOR. Man In America About to Many Again. The second marriage of the richest man in the United States is an event— and that man is John Jacob Aator. The highest estimate put* his wealth at $150,* 000,000, the lowest at $100,000,000; but the Astors, differing from all other rich men, have a way of "assessing up" always higher than even the popular imagination had expected, and so eld John is probably 150 times a millionaire. And he is soon to marry Mrs. Caroline Bowler, nee Williamson, of Cincinnati, who only has a million dollars, hut she is beautiful, vivacious and not quite 40 to his 68, and that makes up for it. Fifteen years ago she was one of tiie belles, if not the belle, of Cincinnati, and married a nephew of Hon. George H. Pendleton. He was a shrewd railroad man, invested well, and some five years ago died a millionaire, leaving a widow and two children. She has since traveled a good deal in Europe, where she now is, and made the acquaintance of Mr. Astor on a voyage thither. She is often a guest of New York families "of the 400" class, and her society is highly prized for her Bocial and Intellectual qualities. John Jacob Astor the First was born in Waldorf, a village of Baden, Germany, July 17, 1763, arrived in the United States in January, 1764, with five guineas and seven flutes for capital, and CIMtW^^VJA died March 29, 1848, worth $20,-000,000 —a sum which then as-t on i shed the country nnd'confounded the po-I i t i c a 1 econo- John jacob astor. mists. One of his last business acts was to order an ejectment Buit against a widow who failed to pay her rent on account of sickness. He gave away money by the hundred thousand in founding public institutions, but groaned at the loss of a dollar in regular business, and when mind and body were alike wrecks, and he was nursed at the breast of a woman, he continued to complain of petty exactions. The bulk of his fortune was left to his son William B. Astor, who lived to the age of 80 and let the fortune grow—and it grew fast, for it was chiefly in New York real estate. His brother John Jacob became a lunatic early in life. William B. left the most of the estate to his two sons in trust for their children; each of the two received y,i»00 houses, and John Jacob Astor liecame "head of the family." His wife was a daughter of Thomas Uiblts, of South Carolina, a lovely and intelligent lady, nnd their only child is William Waldorf Astor, minister to Italy during tho Arthur administration, and since author of two novels bearing on Italian life and history. John Jacob Astor inherits all the vigor of the old Baden stock, and at 08 is erect and vigorous, with scarce a sign of age. In society he is a decided favorite, and is ooiiuiitoviMl tlio liuosf Innl'tllfl man *>rot known among the Astors. He is highly educated, social, refined and healthy; twenty years of happy married life for I he new couple to be are not an unreasonable expectation. Of his Bon, the author and late ambassador, many amusing things are said. Those who know him best say: "Good fellow, real good fellow and smart enough, but—" This means that he is "queer" in politics, eccentric in tastes and "not like our folks" generally. First or IU Kind. The first daily paper conducted and owned by a colored man is The Daily Messenger, published at Columbus, Ga. The editor is B. T. Harvey, who is a native of Alabama and not yet 80 years of age. His parents were both slaves, but at the close of the war went to work and are now the possessors of a small farm of 480 acres. Here the first daily editor of the race was born and reared, and taught lessons of frugality and industry by his plain and humble parents, Young Harvey attended the publio schools of his county until he was 14, at which age he began regular work on his father's farm. In 1882 he attended school attheTus-kogee Normal and Industrial institute at Tusko-gee, Ala., and at tho close of the term he wont back on tho farm and made a little money to prose-[cute bis studies. In 1885 he graduated at the head of his class, and with the honors Florida CitMlMti "Talking about adventure* in atnuif« places," said J. S. M. Hodge, ef Joo«»-ville, as he settled himself down In a three legged chair in the ofBoe, "OM year ago I had an experience that I ahfell not soon forget or repeat In my neighborhood there are numbers of natural wells. These wells are round, and tb* walls are of rock. Some of theee wells are very deep and others have no bottom. "One year ago my neighbor, Henry Turner, lost a calf, and after searching for it a week he decided that it had fallen in one of these unused wells and cam» to me for assistance. I told him that the calf was dead, but consented to go down the well. Descending to the depth of about forty feet 1 came to what' 1 supposed was the bottom. Becoming accustomed to the darkness, I discovered a long, horizontal cave in the rook. Tha lost calf had on a bell, and after listening I heard the tinkling far off in the distance. Moreover it appeared to be partly submerged in water. The hunt »-as growing exciting, but I oould not enter that dark hole, peopled with snakes by the imagination, by myself. Calling io the top, I asked that another man ;ome down with a lantern. My brother :amo down, and we started on our jour-aey through the earth. We had to crawl, 'or the crevice was not more than three !eet high. We had proceeded about 100 yards when suddenly we came to a large »vera, which could not be measured In ;lie darkness. Just before us was a K)dy of water into which the calf had alien. We managed to throw a rope »round it and pull it up, and then we ¿ot out of there w'ilh all possible haste. 1 had no inclination to explore further, und I shudder when I think of the pos-tiible danger that surrounded us in the earth." These natural wells are among the wonders unexplained. It is believed by many that in ages past the ground sunk in. leaving these round holes in the solid rock. Mr. Ilodgeused the water from one of these wells for drinking. It is sixty feet deep, and the water is cold, clear and pure.—Gainesville Record. Ttie Way to Teach. It is the recitation in direct or indirect studies w hich makes the pupil a friend or a truant, a student or a scamp, which will guide him along the paths of honest endeavor or by ways of indolence or indifference. lie finds words of praise for well doing or condemnation of neglect In the recitation the teacher gives proof of fitness or unfitness in his calling. Here is displayed the life of the school, and here is decided whether the Bchool shall be a source of development or a source of unworthy motive, falseness and ineffective accomplishment. The pupils who recite from the book undergo an exercise of memory which is valuable, but below the end sought. All recitations should be discussions with illustrations and demonstrations. We have too much recitation. Three hours should be enough. Wo waste time in recitation when we give no time for study. Pupils of tho primary grade should be given uo study to do out of school, and higher grades very little. Let them learn other and valuable lessons. One of the greatest wrongs In liju schools today Is keeping after school. It does not promote good attendance, conduct or benefit. Arouse the pupil's ambition by studying his peculiar temperament. Do not restrict to one book. Make examinations oral, with such written examinations as necessary. A pupil who acquits himself well iu oration may often be advanoed to a higher grade regardless of the result» of a wiit:oii examination. The details of the recitation of course depend on the teacher and personality of the pupil.— Professor George Howland. B. t. HARVEY. of valedictorian. He taught school two years after graduating, and at times wrote a pamphlet entitled "Suggestions to the Colored Race." In May, 1887, his ambition led him into journalism, and he started The Messenger, first as a weekly then as a semi-weekly, and in January. 1880, changed to a daily. Harvey is regarded as a representative man of his race in Georgia, and is said to he very popular. National Flower. No one can help being in some meas-uro n part isan. Our characters and daily pursuits inevitably influence our decisions. A group of farmers were sitting about in Capt. Morso's store, discussing the evVnts of the day. The mail had just come in, and, as Capt. Morse was postmaster as well as storekeeper, there was a great unfurling of papers, and much comment on the public "situation." "Well, Morse, what do you think ofall this talk about a national flower?" asked one. "Hain't seen it," replied the captain, pricking up his ears. "You don't say! Why, they want everylxidy to vote for a national flower, and when they've sot on it, it's comin' into fashion and never goin' out." "Sho!" said Capt Morse. "Well, if they want to know which way to vote, I'm the man to tell 'em. If I do say it, what 1 don't know on tho subject aint wuth knowin'l" "You don't say!" "Yes, sir, I do. Give me a first class Haxall every time, for riz bread and everything but pastry—and if you'll walk into the back of the store I'll show you a brand that ain't to bo beat."—Youths 1 Companion. Not ItHlwd ti> Work. Our |uist master, Col. Hardeman, having to employ a charwoman about the new L'nited States postofiice, singled out a colored lady and offered her the place. She declined it for the reason that there was too much work for $20 per month. "Whal!" said the colonel, "you could not make the half of it at anything else. Why. ut the north a woman will scrub tho floor all day through tho month for $10." "Yes." answered the lady of color, "but dem Yankees is raised to work and we isn't."—Macon (Ga.) Telegraph. Due In N'mhiiI l)im:ullU» A Dutch physician declares that aclose connection exists lietween the exercise of mental faculties and disorders of the nose. He says that, if il were generally known how many cases of chronic headache, of inability to learn or to perform mental work, were due to chronic disease of the nose, many of them would be easily cured.—Jvew York Telegram. Canght His Leg ill Hi* Mouth. The Hartford Post tells of a peculiar j accident which happened to a horse the j other day. A noise was heard in the j barn, and on going out to see what the trouble was, the men found the horse ly-I ing on his side with one of his hind legs caught in his mouth between the hoof and the pastern joint. After considerable trouble, attended by no little danger of getting badly hurt by tho struggling of the animal, he was finally released from his uncomfortable position, apparently none the worse for the adventure. Apparently tho horse, while fighting the flies, reached his head around to bito them otT, and at the same time raised his hoof to stamp them off and got caught in that way. Elizulicth Thompson is jierliups tlio best, known woman philanthropist in America. There is no goo<l work iu which she in not Interested, nnd her money and time have al-way> ims'ii given for the lieiietitiiig of humanity. Mrs. Iltiri ¡sun keo|w three wrap luxiks, in which she pastes all theiiew-f|ia|>er references to the Harrison, Scott and McKee families. An cut ire page Is devoted to Baby Benjamin, in which imeta, editors, paragrnphers and correspondents extol his infantile charms. BaroncKM von Qlumer, who was In her youth Mi*« Frances Bartlett, daughter of United States Naval Commander Bartlett, and married a wealthy Cuban planter, who died years ago, now lives with her second husband uoar this City of Mexico, and write* lu one of the leading daily pa|»>r« In the Mexican capital. Coddanl's Harks. We have previously told several good stories of Col. John Goddard, who was a king among the Penobscot lumbermen iu his day. The Dexter Gazette tells more. Goddard sent large crews into the woods every year. As soon as he had hired his man he started him off for the scene of operations. He always furnished transportation, together with food and lodging while on the way. He franked the men through, as it were. Upon the hack of each he scrawled afew chalk marks, and a man bearing that superscription was entitled to all the privileges the stage line or hotel could furnish. John GiMtdard settled the tariff and paid the score. Furthermore, no man was received by tho woods boss Unless he could whirl alnnit and allow Goddard'« ikihi chirography in (he vicinity of hia spinal column.—Lewiston Joumul. It is the guilty man who makes ex plana- . tions. z' Some men -heulrl never tie seen except la a crowd. ' Everything that is nice grows on the other sule of a iwu iied wire fence. If yoii Mnnt to sleep late in the mornings make tip your mind to get up early. A whipping never hurts so much as the thought that yen are being whipped. If you put your eye« on your neighbor'« row the weeds will grow up In your own. Never t liiuk. Thinking of a trouble makes it larger, tuul thinking of a Joy makes It lew. Only a very pretty young girl and a very rich old man can afford to l>o independent ol pleasing others. You are even with the weeds now that the frost has come: hut the killing frost always comes too lute to do you any good. Any ikiv w ill save money to buy a gun. It is tlio boy n ho saves money who has no gun' In view, »-ho deserves the most credit. An uufair thing lu this world ts that ws -never know ther* Is an ounce of prevsntiob until aft«r ws have tains our pound of Mr*

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