Pittston Gazette

              i vr IMRO VOI..M,IU. NO.iil Oldest Newspaper in the Wyoming Valley. I'lTTSTON, LUZKItNH CO., I'A., FU DAY, AI'llII, 27, I,sill. A Weekly Lucdl and Family Journal. THE OLD Mil I MYSTERY, perhaps Mary sec this, lie ilnshed sliphtly an.I said: "Well, in one way you're riirJit. I wish tlx- trouble was over, Mary; we two should lie inoro settled, shouldn't we?" m«. (Jo t.D her," and she made as if to inove out of liis (embrace. Hut ho would not hiilTer her. threatening tono. "If you try to attack mo I'll raiso every soul in the village. 1 know your (fame, Jack I tilworth; luit it. won'tdo with inc." Savannah!" s.iii; Mary ar'airi "It is true," she continued the man by instinct. Ilo is dangerous. I have caught his look fixed on Tom, and read it in murder. I have listened to his voire, and 1 heard in it cruelty and death. I Know what 1 say—he I know '"I :un trlii'l to meet. you. I wanted to ■.ee Tom before lie left the mill, lDut I didn't catch him. Toll liini I've h,iCl Information that he hail better take Mi. Mar met NYE OX MOIJRXIXG. see ins name nercf ne will not reel nurt if I tell it? No. "You know better than that, Savannah, ' lie Nuiil. "I am yours now, for pood or ill, better or worat. And you arc mine, liy God, you arc mine!" and at the words his passion broke out and he showered his kisses upon her. Ortogga, for that was not his name, was very, very neat and handsome, and as a little child his mother used to like to take his little dimpled carcass on her gingham apron and polish him off with a sjionge and What's-his-name's soap. Then afterward he grew to be the child who was pictured in the magazine as a Smelling's food child. "Would you like to he settled. Tom?" she asked, gently. She loved hint, illid, womanlike, hungered for words of love from him despite all her doubts. on, .Jack," another of the nu ll. "Leave the scallywag alone. \\ e shall have a chance yet of  things np with him." t (line HE TELLS OF SOME OF THE USES IT Marchmont, B. A. r-.'ii-" of himself, ami not, go wandering nlutut tor) much by himself. I can't stop now, a- I've to catch the seven-ten for lYeslturn. Will you tell him?" MAY DE PUT T By Arthur W means murder." '•1 shan't," replied the man, dogged, ly. lie had been drinking. "1 mojtn to have a go at him now. Look vjiit for yourself, you young devil," lie called to Tom, and as lie spoke h$ made a savage run to the latter, struck J furiously at him, and tried to wrest away his stick. She looked at t wo scared, wondering faces that were lixed on her, and then laughed, strangely. A I.«Mor From One Who Wants to Have "I wish all were4 settled. I wish it with all my heart. Ilow would yon like to ffo away and leave all the worry and trouble behind, and be married away?" lie asked the question juddeuly, breaking in upon a little pause that had followed his previous Sentence. ' he answered, ki * an you wait?" she asked again. "I can do aught that you ask," ho said. Mr. (torringe. I'll tell him. TVD Sonic rill! Tlir Story of « Musician \Vlio Took 11 Tlatli and C;ot Himself Disliked, Autiioh ot M IxKIt lioAl It A I.I NB POWKH, Bv Whosic "You think this queer talk for iw Hut it's true." yon think there's anything seriou meant to be donC "Oh, no, nothing very serious. But npw that I've taken the fortunes of you two into my care, I want to mako It is very pleasant to know that a strong effort is lining made to secure, through the efforts of the postmaster general, a stamp for letter postage, to be known as a mourning stamp, to be used iDn mourning stationery and to harmonize with the grief supposed to lie contained in the letter itself. tsbt, 1-SM, by Edgar W. Nye.] Later on, when ho grew to be a young man, he was still neat and clean, and you can still see his picture before and after ho used cutis-kura. Listen, then. I will have 110 one know of this yet. You must tell no one till I wish it. It must be our secret." "Lor! girl," said Mrs. Asluvorth, shuddering. "Whatever puts such thoughts in your head? You make 1110 feel creepy all down my back." "Nay, that cannot be ■Why, I am l!ut he reckoned without his host Tom brought down the stick with a' heavy blow on his assailant's arm, and, parrying the blows aimed at him. struck out with his fist, and caught him on t he chest and sent him staggering back. sure that you don't run risks through sticking to me. Don't be frightened." "Is there no chance of things being settled?" she asked. But he lost his place as the organist of Christ church because he was so neat. Ho had no good bathing facilities at hia not ashamed." "Why do you fix on Oibeon I'rawle?" asked Mary. "lie wasn't one of those who attacked Tom." l'KR V betw 1 the r s of men and women The tfirl looked at him curiously and »uest and then, with a  v.'hich she concealed by a smile, an- She drew away from him. "lie it so," she said. "Theu I will never be more to you than I was bofore | came here. VVe part now." TIIB STlilKti Next morninj* the whole of Wal Bridge was early ii-stir, arnj the est excitement prev.-i as to what would happen at th ort-.l the mill pate. The first rojilly tilo demonstration \v:is made when ranpers -half a dozen worn- "Well, you're a stanch lass and 1 can trust you. I have good reasons to think that in a day or two the best part of the strikers are coming in. Don'e say anything about it. Hut I can trust you, I know." the lir tDjvered Savannah looked quickly at the other girl, and was on t he point of saying something of what she and Tom had overheard, when she checked herself and answered somewhat irritably. The possibilities of mourning have never yet been fully worked out by any means. We have mourning livery for our coachmen and mourning rosettes and harness for the horses, "and even though the team should kick up and feel gay or the coachman get his skates on, to use an alcoholic term, it is a joy and a comfort to know that they have black rosettes, etc., on them, and that they externally mourn like everything. 1 evi four men —came in "Why ilo yon say t hat? You forjjet there art; the old folks. I can't leave mother. And, beside, you an? doin;jso well now at the mill. Why, there are fifty things now to tie us moio than ever to tho liridge. What made you think of such a thing?" "It shall be as you wish. Savannah," he said, instantly, humbled directly by the great power she had over" him. "I have no thought but to do as you wish." £iit and were led by lieuben («ornCre into the mill. The man changed his tactics then, and, stepping back a pace or two, made a running kick at Tom with all his force. Tom stepped aside and avoided t he kick, and then struck the other with all his strength on the leg. With a cry of pain and foiled rage, he fell to the ground, crying to the others to help him. what course the strikers would t anil whether there would be any Vt first an attempt was made by the turbarcc ■e;Dt and speak to them. "Nonsense, Savannah," cried Mrs. Asluvorth, angrily. "It's rank downright absurdity to talk in that way. Anyone to hear you rant would think you mad, that they would." *• \ OS, say nothing1 .Mr. you rnny May I toll Tom?" Tom, who was much cooler am collected in the morninir than 1 | This was foiled, however, by (lorrinffc j Then one or two cries and a little hoot "You will make no sign to anyone, nor tell anyone." "Yes, if you like. lint (lon't tell that f-rir 1 who's with you, N;iv,innah Morbyn. I don't trust h;-r. Good night, Mary:" and ho hurried off. been when with Savannah Morb . I' followed, and a few muttered ex "I don't know," he answered ■course there's no reason to do anything of the kind. Hut at times—well, what with this bother with the men anil one tiling and another, I suppose one gets worried sometimes. J tut of course it can't be." It would be silly." And he kissed her again, and then pot up and began to walk up and down the little room. -Of "1 must tell poor Mary," he said, his heart smiting him as he thought of Iter and what she might feel. the previous evening. v\as out \ early, as ho had promised to be v D knobsticks; down with all wags! Uffli, blacklegs! Wha'do v iiit t n DCD hero anrt tal Savannah -started violently at the words, and bent on Mrs. Ash worth such an caper, piercing look that hoth mother and daughter were startled. They had never seen so strange a light in her eyes; and in Mary the fear which she had felt on first seeing the Mary hurried in the direction of Tom's cottage to tell him what she had the two g-irls. "No, Mary least of all," cried Savannah, imperiously. "1 will not have it. Do as 1 will, all in all; or we will forget tliis—this madness." TUey were enraged, and, seeing tho A postage stamp with a broad black border and representing a widow with a long black crape veil, and other black clothing from the skin out, and leaning over a marble slab, a large weeping willow forming the background, a pool of tears in the foreground reflecting the sad face of the bereaved, while the second husband may be seen concealed behind the willow (though of course this last will be hard to arrange successfully), would 1kD a good design for a widow's stamp. The widower could have one representing himself in the act of tearing up the green grass in the cemetery or oiling a revolver to lie ready for suicidal purposes, while looking surreptitiously through the picket fence at a female college out for a walk. About half-past f C' wwrk, for?" and questions of id, especially from the men's iitm issue of the waggle, with a few muttered threats they closed round Tom to attack him. heard the \'iliaf*e turned out and Itegiua form little knots of talkers here :i there in the street, RTadually draw! nearer and nearer to the mill. It pleased her also to think that as Mr. Gorringe was going to Presburn, Tom would not lie wanted at the mill, and would lie able to go with her for her walk; and in anticipation of this she walked quickly and happily to his i ! Ch:st were heard amid exeitement. Ami ilg-uin ho yielded, tliouyh reluctantly."Kill tho young devil," shouted the man who had been knocked down. "If you don't silence hiin there may bo no end of trouble out of this'job. Here, help me to pet up, I'll soon do for him," said he, with a horrible oath. nD strikers grew more as the lianCls increased, till began to be heard •ither revived. Presently there was som inp and hissing heard and a nmnbc people ran to see wli.at was the can little hoot Suddenly, they both started as the sound of approaching footsteps reached them, and on the soft night air Tom heard his own name spoken in a man's i men and women alike vfolenc* Marv watched liiin, looking up from the sewinp she had in lier hand; and her face dropped a little when she saw him (fiance at the cloek and reach for his hat. It was earlier than usual. CIIAPTKR vril. DOUBT AN1) DANGER exciter had reached The alarm which Mary had felt at Savannah's strange words and even stranger conduct caused her some uneasy wakeful thoughts during the night, and she resolved to tell her lover what had passed and what her I!nt Tom was not at home, and old Mr. Uoylance did not know where he had gone. cottage, It came from a small proun of U crs, who were Standing to, itriu it just when Tom lioylance came lit with Mary and Savannah; and ppcaranoe seemed to fill the voice. "Don't you think you five bullies have about done enough?" said a calm, even voice, just at this juncture. the noi vas inter 1 as a d Scarcely thinking what he did, he djrew the girl back into the deep shade of the tall hedge and waited. Two or three men came up hurriedly, and as they passed one was heard to say: tion against E uben (Jorrin"v, who ha "I must po," he said, and when she did not answer he added: "I—1 want to pet in. Father's not so well tonipht." Then with an effort, as if the Uttle deceit tried him, he asked: "Where's Savannah?" "I hope he has not gone far. I don't like his being out much just now. I ORTOGQA KEEPS A DOG. passed on his way to tl lookinp after some of - id v rowd with anper. Seallywap! Ulaeklcp!' 11 sides and in all key All the men looked up at tho words ami found that they were being watched from the upper window of iD:ie of the cottages by a man who was observing the whole scene leisurely. wanted to see him about that." hau Dcdroom, ana so arter tne cnoir rehearsal on that warm spring afternoon, when the soprano came back for her veil, Ortogga had removed his 18 cents' worth of clothes and was taking a swim in the large baptismal tank under the pulpit. lie turned on the men fears were The old man laughed easy, proud laugh. a confident, went up and spoke to tht ■y voiced men and women. with anil yell She found an opportunity that evening. \\ hen she left work he was waiting by the mill pates. Me was really waiting in the hopes of seeing Savannah, and when Alary came out alone his face fell a little with disappoints "Why. do you hiss r hoot id some threats; "We shall catch him after he. leaves the Ashworths' eottage. Tho youngster who was on wate.li said he canio this way with that line looking las:, that bides at Ashworths'; so that he'll be leaving there maybe in an hour at most. We'll get liiir) then, and can give hiip what such a knobstick doserves.""You rony trust the lad to give a (rood account of himself, 1 11 warrant thee, lass. 'Tisn't on liir. account you've any call to fear, so much as for them as touches him. Ask Jack Pilworth, eh, ask Jack Dilworth,"and the old man chuckled. mo?" ho asked, in a 1 - were cli'iichod anCl J} hole crowd surged ■w cx- ken, He knew she was with his father, anil Mary knew that he, knew it. "Who's that?" growled th* man who was lying on the. ground. The great field of mourning evidences has as yet hardly been touched. We have mourning clothing, jewelry, livery and harness, but even such a glorious possibility as mourning ice cream, .pie and watermelons has never been given any attention. I have even known black haired widows to suddenly become golden haired in the midst of their mourning and put milk in their cafe noir. What tna wliolo of Walkden or in "She went out soon after we camo from the mill," she said. And when he i'td left her she let her work fall on her lap and sat buried in troubled thought. Kicking up his heels in the midst of the cool baptistry and now and then digging up from the bottom with his toes a few old sins that had settled down there, he seemed to give himself up to general joy. have ever done hhuanyt* Haven't I alwa ■valked in front with Mary, find ••1 deliberately through the flushed and fresticulatiiif? asting a glance now and then shoulder, as if to assure him- Snvannah Morbyn, wlio was X close behind, was safe. -eemed almost to enjoy ho held her head erect er. nvil with a smile as Sfh them. Her tall e, drawn up to its id lier beautiful face her th© eyes of many, "Oh, you know very well who it is, Jack Dil worth, just as well as Dick Crook there, or young Tom Roylanoo himself. You'd better give this kind of game up, all of you. You, Tom, needn't lDe so handy with that bit of oak of ynurs. You might have broken Jack's leg." and the speaker, Peter Foster, a clog and bootmaker, laughed. "Jack'fl bear ye a grudge for that; see if ho don't. You're not the lad to forget you've been knocked over, Jack, paid "Well, Mr. Truant, this is pood of you to wait for she said, joining him, her face alight with pleasure and love. "I think I shall have to begin and call you Mr. Roy lance if I don't see more of yon than I did yesterday. Where were you last night, sir?" she asked, smiling trustfully and happily Into his faeo. ment. Can any tuna sa with truth that 1 "Aye, that may be, where it's one to 5nc or two to one, and the fighting's fair and square and in daylight; but "t's another thing when cowards slink about in the dark, and four or five set on one," answered Mary. haven't tried to make the phi fortablo? Can anyone of you s Tom went straight home, walking very quickly until he was close to the cottage, and then lounged as if ashamed of having hurried, or not wishing1 to be seen hurrying1. I ever discharge! a man, womai chilil without full and sufficient ca Why. thou, do .you 1 Both the hearers knew that Tom Iloylancc was meant, while Tom himself recognized tlio speaker to be Gibeon I'rawlo. He was discharged, but years afterward, when the soprano was his wife and he was a great musician, he forgave her for telling the pastor about it. •t in tonpues? You ain't boss should think," cried one mid the others laughed a littl 'Can't we do e like w { them, I id f; Savannah Morbyn was sitting with his father, and rose when Tom entered the room. "IJut 'twere in the (lark last time, .voren't it; and there were four or five to one, weren't there, and Tom slogged 'em, didn't he—aye, and would do it Have no fear for him, lass." The time is coming when such things will bo termed vulgar. 1 thro CHAPTER VIL VIOLENCE. But Ortogga has hot and cold water in his own house now, and he keeps a dog that eats more every day than an old woman's home. He is greatly beloved by every one, and you would never believe that ho once bathed in the baptistry of Christ church and was betrayed by the soprano. fi'ruri Ab soon as the men had passed out of hearing, Savannah moved lorward out of tho shadow. an- vim? The question bothered him. lie had always been so open and frank with her that the new necessity for practicing deceit perplexed and worried him. Yet he could not tell her the true cause of his absence. Why should we show other evidences of mourning and not paint our houses black? Why doesn't some enterprising florist grow a variety of black flowers? Why not muzzle the lark, and the thrush, and the bobolink, and make them shut up their glad songs? Why should the green grass grow and the brook babble on in the golden sun and enjoy itself? Oorringo faced hiin in a ind addressed him by name. "I must go," sho said, directly, and •hen she took the hand he held out Me clasped it till sho felt it tremhlej jad she looked into his eyes, her own shining with a great luster. The man whom he addressed growled out an oath by way of answer, and his companions coming to the conclusion that it was no use carrying the scene any farther lifted the fallen Dilworth and helped him away, leaving Torn alone and master of the Held. "That'u nut the tongue you spoke in last fall, Dick (Irant, when you with away two months and a half, and 1 paid your wages all the time. I'm not boss of your tongue, it's true: and. so far as you're concerned, I'm not boss jf your gratitude either." "What do you want to go against t! society for','"' asked anotiu of .the youiiflfcr jrier. would ;lonod her for her aC"3ac«i &&■ "I shall go and sec if I can meet him,'1 she said. igam have j "They are in search of you," sli« said to her companion, "and think you have gone to our cottage. You must go back now. (rood night." ant of her pretty looks. li \A "Where's Savannah?" ubked the invalid, as she was going. the v Omen, whose  uts were loud and volu He said nothing'; he could find no ards. But vhcn she had put on her s it he showed that he was going- with her. So ho said something about having been kept away in consequence of the trouble at the mill, and the girl was too glad to be with him to observe anything strange or hesitating in his manner. "I don't know, here?" Ilasn't she been When one is successful, we forget his peculiarities of early life, but if he faila Trousers is his name. CHAPTER VI "And leave you to face them bj yourself? Yes, that's very likely," Tom Roy lance answered. "I bee you to the door of your cottage." "You'd liettcr go home, Tom Roylance," said the old clog-maker, with a dry laugh, "and be thankful that you're able to walk the distance instead of being carried, clogs foremost." "Not these two days," said the old man, rather dismally. "Tell her I miss her bonny facc." There ought to be a way by which all nature should be made to stop and pay attention to our grief. Then it could open up again when the ]*)riod of our mourning is over, provided somo one else had not been bereaved in the meantime.TOM A NO SAVANNAH. "It is not safe for Savannah to be out alone in these times," he said to his father, as if excusing himself. after KllV tli was very m —-ppy. ike and distrust of Savaunah iv.w with every day that tho ;at watunoa Tom "Well, I havo you now at any rate," she said; "and as I havo heaps I want to say X shall just take possession of you," and she linked his arm in his to When she left the cottage she did aot know which way to go. Tom had told her that he wanted first to go to lis father, and then that he might hare go to the mill. But he had not attempted to stay with his father, while, as Reuben Gorringe had left the town "Dy train, there could be no necessity to -Co to the mill. Where was he, then? r.Ie must havo had some other reason tor not staying with her, and she asked herself what it could be. pause, "No, hul, no; po with her. She's » tfooa lass." said the olCl man. "A tfood lass. Take care of her, Tom." "Well, there, the sooner we go the "Put yourself in my plar merit. Silas," answered G for a m They walked on then without a reference to the passionate emotions that had moved them both so strongly. They scarcely spoke until they reached the point where the pathway came out again on to the village street. safer." "Ave vou've saved 1110 a cracked skin, Pete," said Tom, and with a cheery good night ho walked away homewards with some words of wsirtiing from the old man. Siipposin vimi expressed some P. S.—Ortogga now gets $500 per night, "buggy rides and tooty frooty ice cream." B. N. mill and \v» ft tackl* I ind I that the two should be "There's no need for you to po with nc," salCl Savannah. walk away "Where Is—where's Savannah?"asked A physician tells mo Hint he has invented recently a sort of iron tincture, to lDe used in cases «.f extreme grief, which turns the whole inside of the mourner black. This is surely a most refined method of giving expression to that over sjwke to Mary about. fter a few days In "I'm polnff," was all Tom said; and the look which she shot out of her eyes at him made him thrill with see ret, puilty, shairjlnp, yet plorious pleasure. T om. it becau tenter for y 1 pcrba popular with the in II, u ha rD led t. Mary knew, however, that After that, bad blood and black looks were to IkD seen in many directions. Tom said nothing to either Mary or Savannah for fear they should IkD alarmed on his account; but he began to take precautious lest he should be again attacked. Theonly person he (.old was Reuben (roirlngo. "Oh, we don't want her for a bit.," answered Mary; "for to tell you the truth it's about her I want to say a word or two. Look here, Tom, I want to usk you a riddle that has been bothering me. What special reason can- Savannah have for thinking Gibeon Prawle means to do you mischief?" The bee Is but one of several plagues that have to be set oft per contra in the ledger of Terai joys. The fly Is another— that common nuisance which infests the Terai country as an entomological anomaly—that Is, a house fly where houses there are none. T»e Frst of Flies. together ,li m "Von will remember what I said about silence," said Savannah. "You can't a replunl the man v dressed an Si las. - " I t tli !C■ no attempt to look igs, remaining with he 1 iimcl r ) D the hitter's secret The two cottapes were some distance apart, lying in different ends of Mio lonjf village; and there was a bach way, a footpath, leading- at the rear of the cottages; not so near as by the road, but much less frequented. "1 remcinlier," said Tom. "It shall rest with you to speak, or to say when I may do so." sorrow, spindle run v iDnly waste '1 Its 1 t was difficult, however, 0 away; because none, of lose husbands were out 1 have her for a lodgvr, those with whom she She walked slowly In the direction Df the mill, but saw nothing of Tom, and, though she lingered about, chat'.ing and keeping her eyes about her ill the time, she saw nothing of him. Then she went out into tho outskirts Df tho village whon tho dusk had jrown into darkness, and traversed some of the paths and byways that ran -ound about the milL Sometimes, of course, the external and visible signs of mourning do not betray a bursting heart, but that is neither here nor there. r to "(loot I," suid this girl, Impetuously. "I trust you, Tom," and she took his hand and pressed it in her warm strong '■Aye, ave; th "Some of the strikers are getting a bit restless," ho said. "What do you mean, lass?" he asked, somewhat anxiously. Wherever in those regions the camp of man is pitched, there do these dipterous Insects—these minimized harpies—swarm. r two. "Let us go by the footpath," said Tom, when they reached the corner of the little cross street that led to it. I just received a deeply bordered letter, with a black seal of shoemaker's wax on the back, and I must admit that l'.ut it' Then vannah was unpopular. •lasp. "Now we must be careful; we may come on those wretches at any moment. I wish you would go back now by the way we have come. They won't look for yon that way." "I low do you mean?" asked Gorringe, looking keenly at him. "Have you heard anything outside?" "Does that puzzle you?" she asked. "It puzzled me, I can tell you. Savannah thinks that Gibeon has some great* spite against you, and that he is reckless enough to he dangerous. Can sho hat'tj liny reason? Does she know anything special about him? 'What can it be?" At night they are only moderately active, but when the day has warmed a little they fill the air with their discordant buzzing, and every teacup, milk jug or other possible receptacle with their bodies. The only way of eating a breakfast in their company is to take that meal in an lnclosure of mosquito nottlng. and even then hundreds of them contrive to effect an en» trance, and being inside dispute eacfj mouthful between the plate or cup and lip. Then there arc sand flies, whose dimensions are such as preclude seclusion by any materia: that will admit the air and whoso stings are as iggravating aa those of mosquitoes And finally thero 19 an Insect that, as aa amateur entomologist, I call the eye fly—an Insect that attacks one during the heat of the day, and particularly when one Is spen eyed for tiger, with tho set purpose of getting Into one's eye. not I And I5 i' in the little circle she was all ki; 'li', ess and gentleness, ami especially wussho attentive to Tom's father. She would sit with the old man lDy the Lour t vj 't'u-r, reading to him or talking to him about his favorite subject, ids son, ahd doing all in her power to W iit tin- old man's affection. enough to be able to tell whethi likely to give in. If you hoi your places will be filled up; an more offers of hands than I've for " "It is not so near; and Mary is alone," answered his companion, but, as if in answer to his look, she turned that way at once. "Last'night tliero was an attempt to give nit; a thrashing," and Tom told him briefly what had happened. 1 Tv "I shall not leave you till you are safe indoors," he answered. ltut sho saw nothing of her lover; md when twilight faded into dark her nervousness deepened into serious ilarm on his account. She resolved to fo back to his cottage, and if ho had not returned to cause some inquiries to Tom walked by her side In sllenco. He seemed almost afraid to spealq afraid lest he should break the spell which seemed to hold him. Alerely to be with her, to feel the wondrout charm which .she exerted over him, to touch her as now and then he did aa they walked together, filled him with too great emotion to let him speak. Ihcy walked thus silently for nearly half the distance, till they came to a spot where the path ran between high hedges and a stilo divided two of the fields one from the other. It was a very secluded place, and in the deep dusk of the evening everything was still and silent. Havannah paused a moment before crossing the stilo, and, by stopping, caused Tom to come against her, when she put her hands out and touched him. They went on somewhat more can tiously, looking about them and keep ing their footsteps as quiet as possible. "!DCD you know the men?" asked Gor- "They won't ho allowed to worl muttered one roan. " having1 scallywags her rlngc Wc iloii't mean Tom himself, too, prow into a habit ii n;,' into the room where the • •re. and .• tayinjj there until Sah left, when he declared that he tter walk back with her, for Cf her beiiijj molested by the "(Hi, yes." "Then we'll prosecute them. I care nothing for their threats, but when it conies to attacking those who stand by me, it's a different thing. Look here." Ho gave a short laugh as lie took out from a desk half a dozen threatening letters, written in all sorts of angry language and threatening violence if ho did not glvo way to the "How shall I tell, Mary?" answered Tom Koylonco somewhat uneasily. "You've seen more of her than anyone else in W'alkdcn Bridge and ought to know." lie colored a little at thus evading the question. "Then if yon win, it'll moan the shutting up of the mill; that's all. I rlon't know whether yon think that's likely to do you any good. It'll harm Mr. Coode and me a bit, no doubt; but I'll go back to the loom again before I'll give in. And now, look here. I'll give you all a word of advicc." lie spoke excitedly. ''If you mean violence bv what vpu sav about ncallv- After they had gone some distance in this cautious way. Savannah stopped suddenly and, placing one hand upon her companion's arm, drew him under the shadow of the fence by which they were passing. made When she formed this decision sho .vas walking in a little frequented footoath. It was a warm night, but dark, lie air a little heavy, though very jalin and still. The girl's thoughts .vere all of Tom, and she was adding 'argely to her fears by imagining many :auses of harm. "I don't know anything of her in that way," answered the girl, drawing closer to his side, and taking a firmer grip of his arm, as if growing more confidential. "Hut I'm going to make ■x little confession to you. Do you know, Tom, I think I'm afraid of Sa- H-.ar i • lien they were alone they rarely Dke, and Tom tried to persuade himf that he was doing as he did from eusC- of nothing but duty. When ■ mill closed he would go as usual to ■.ry, either to her cottage or for a i -c with her, and showed more af- "Look. There they are," she whispered. pointing ahead. "I can see nothing," whispered Tom in reply, craning his neck and straining his eyes in the direction in which the girl pointed. strikers. That villainous Insect does not sting It Is satisfied with committing suicide, when the consequence is inflammation to tho f-.je that crushes out Its useless life, and It persists. In spite of frequent repulse, In finding a grave there. It is a nuisance when It dodges about within a foot of one's face, aiming now at ohe eye, now at tho other It ts painfully so when It perishes triumphant. — Blackwood's Magazine. "They little know me," said Reuben Gorringe, his eyes glistening with a hard light as he spoke. "Hy heavens, if they pulled the mill down stone by stone, and threw every spindle in a different direction, aye, and limbed me into the bargain, I wouldn't give in, now." Suddenly she stopped. The sound of men's voices fell on her cars, voices Jeep, gruff and angry, speaking worJs which riveted all her attention instantly. For she heard her lover's ;iaiuo uttered threateningly and joupled with violent curses. waps, I tell you this: with your own weapon I'll meet you s. Two sides vannah." can carry 'on that port of you'll find that I can be ; "My eyes are good in the dark," she said. "I can see them plainly. There are five men, or six. What had we bettor do?" "Afraid of her!" cried Tom Iloylance with a laugh. "Afraid of Savannah! Why, she's one of the gentlest creatures that ever breathed," he cried, enthusiastically.much in nah 1 i tic mils her than be/ore Sa- earnest in protcet to mo as I can in ojjjx turn a;,'uinst mo." ? those who sticl to Walkden 1 iridic. If a hundred times a day ug those who 1 she was; and how much im and lit: for her; and v would lDe together, and the trusted him, and D lie would lDe if lie be- will go forward and clear the rosid. They'll soon go, whoever they are, when they know I have seen tliem." With that Reuben Oorrin'ri went on 1 for In a moment—how it happened he knew not—his arms were round her. Carried away by the mad impulses that drove him anil sent the blood rushing through his veins, he pressed her to him, and, drawing down her face to his, rained kisses upon her eyes and cheeks and lips. "I don't care to prosecute," said Tom. "I'm for not giving way now; hut Jack Dilworth got a good bit more than he gave me, and I don't want to stir up more had blood tlian's necessary.""She. may be; and I daresay I'm very stupid and ridiculous, as you say, but I don't—I can't trust her. ■ She— 1 -don't know how to explain the effect she has on me. She sets my teeth on edge sometimes, and I shudder and am afraid of her." Whoever the men might be, she had no wish to meet them, and she turned tDaek till she could find a spot where she could hide and let them pass. Sho jenevv the path well; and remembered ihat a few yards back there was an old died, into which she could hide. She ran back therefore, quickly and lightly, and hid herself to let the men go by. She heard them coming on, talking angrily. More than once they seemed to stop in the path and stand together, speaking in lower tones. Sho could only hear a word now and then, and generally that was an oath. Next she recognized one or two of the voices to be those of some of the more desperate and reckless of the strikers. nis way; and now no sou him. His will had for t quered them; and more the men were sorry that Do Knew Ills Strength. 10 con- hru "They are moving off," sho said. "Ho you see? Some one has come up to thein." TtlF. MOURNING LF.TTER. A Georgia fruit dealer had about his jtore a man of color who was noted for his honesty At least, he had been for tho six months he had been employed. When the Cirst load of watermelons for tho season was received, Zeke became worried and nervous, and lust before closing for tho r.lght he went to the proprietor. 1 her in ything. And more when it was handed to mo my heart sank, lint I cheered up as I read it. It was as follows, Itarring tl» signature ami ditto lino: had arisen he d -i lined that he would In trnth there was not In the quarreL The men the call of the society in but they all knew that ( been a fair employer, whi received such (Services a to hurry on their marriage "Yes. I can make them out now Let us go." "What, are yon afraid of 'em, then, if you go too far?" asked Gorringe, with a sneer. t if snco everything ''••I. andnotnrninjf hack were . would be all as it iiad hoon i' would not indeed admit nytbing was changed; but. The pair walked quickly away and gained the cottage without further interruption."It's not like you to bo so foolish, lass," said Tom. "I thought you and Savannah were such good friends; but you women folk arc always curious." She lay in his arms at first, letting him do as he would with her, her eyes half closed, her head resting upon hia shoulder, and her face pressed to his. X*cxt, with a sudden hurst of passion, she clasped him half convulsively in her embrace and kissed hiin to the full as wildly and passionately as he had kissed her. Then she drew back and with a deep sigh buried her face in her hands and leant upon the stile. "No, I'm not afraid," answered Tom, quietly. "Hut I'm none too fond of running for police help." t*lXT Y- FIFTn STIIEET AXnEl.I A V F.N UK, I April 17,1HW. f re. 1! Di* \it Mn. Kvr--Can wo count 011 you to come over tomorrow evening ami aid in whoopii-t-r up (i littl' r;ic}:C t with some friends of mini ? I have kept Lent by living at a boarding hull:. anil siow we are going to have something to ' fit. I've' hardly had any real fun since Charles ■l ed au ay by the grim hand of death, i ron- TCm: and Elizabeth and Iloke Lri;-C up to the flat, and we're tre !.vpme and no mistake, liuht Immbastie toe a few ;uh1 Tom « iil j'lay elephant. "t spcc', bos3, fze got tor resign," ho gald, twirling his bat In hand likojwhame- Uccd boy. As ho left the cottage and walked quickly along the villago street, Tom Roylance was soon deep in thought, lie was alternately deliriously happy and abjectly miserable. As ho felt the girl's kisses still lingering on his face and the impress of her arms still clinging round his neck, he was mail for love of her. Hut when he thought of having to meet Mary, to keep up the old pretense of affection, and to allow no sign of the.change in him to appear in his manner, ho was wretched, and hated himself. "No. I know I'm stupid;-but11 can't help feeling as I do. Just think what she said about Gibeon last night." And then she told him what Savannah had said, and the strange way in which she had said it. twitted the man Grant with having right at the bottom of his thoughts, he knew there was a feeling of which he was ashamed anil afraid; ami it was that which led liiin to go on repeating to himself the assurances about his fidelity arid love for Mary. He was lighting a hard battle, and the rted "Yes, but I wish to make an example of some of them," returned Gorringe. "Why, Zeke, what'9 the matter?" was the surprised responsa "I'm satisfied with you, and I thought you were satisfied with mo." forgotten. "Then you'll have to find somebody else than me. I'll stand firm enough by you while the strike lasts; but I'm not going to bo the means of putting those chaps in prison." After Gorringe had left thorn, there were a few muttering* and murmurs, ftnd Kimc of the men even talked about '.VIIS Imt "I wuz, boss, twel terday." ''What's wrong now?" Coin# home, when mesnenger» cam "It was only a strong Way of putting her dislike and distrust of the fellow," was Tom's comment. "Wo all ilistru.-Dt him, and know that ho is a hot-tempered chap, likely to kick up no end of a fuss if he can do it safely. She must havo heard that said a hundred and fifty times about the place." £tDinu: tC» t We inn iiinl liivl tho street aying that tho stril odd him were many lleuben Gorringe looked after him with a gleam of anger in his eyes. When they came to the gap in the hedge lDy the shed, through which Mary herself had climbed to get out of their way, they stiDod together in a group; and the girl could just make out tho dim outline of the live or six figures standing anil gesticulating uuil talking earnestly together. trip-1, ami Hut It's pu tty tC to shut III) Mil ii» t!i "I -ain't stan hit,boss," ho said vaguely. "Can t stand what?" were to go together in a body to tho mill gates before tho time for opening y divined only a very little of Ail the time no word had lDeon spoken between them, save an oeca* sional term Cxf passionate endearment. When at length she looked up, the tears were in her voice. i. tm one of my temperament and piny this grief stricken Winn 1 am yet so young and "Caln't stan di* grat tem'tation, boss," he went on rapidly. " Do orringes ain't notliln, ner the bananners, ner the peach•es, ner plums, ner grapes, ner noncr dem. Dem's nothin to a man ob my prlno'ples, ooss, an 'tain't 110 tem'tation fer me not tor pick urn up when yon at.n'S lookin, but boas, hit am dem yar watermlllions wot's rasslln wid dts chllo, an -dey's gwine ter fling him sho. Uem's wot I cain't stan, boss, an ef I hain't done resigned my Job dish yer very night dar's a commandment gwlneter be busted wide open, an I'ro sponsible fer hit. Lemmo go, boss," he pleaded, and to save a good man Zeke was Invited to take his-plck of the pile and carry .t home with him.—Detroit Free Press. them. itrngglo that was going on, but it "All right, you obstinate young puppy. Take your own line now, while you can. You'll pipe a different tune by and by when things are a bit riper. I wish they'd broken his thick don key's skull for him. If they'd knocked the life out of him at the same time, it would have saved a lot of trouble, too," he muttered. nd (I The group to whom Reulmn (lorringe had been speaking walked down the main street to where the other men ivas to nialco hor miscr;i 1 iK». Apart from thCi fear that 'l oin's love y —a fear tliat was in—she had tho firmest her instinetivo lihrnfiah Morbyn was well mve y«-t so much of life to live Ihirt that iso, coloin,1 I'm keep Of com* ("Jmrles' Krave  lvo roe Hln!rtyorglvenicdeath! seemed to be collecting, and joined them. When they all got together they seemed more satisfied with the line they had taken—there is always comfort in numbers. And they buoyed np each other's spirits and courage with much talk about the justice of their cau.se and wisdom of their action.was slipping awn finite pain to her "Why have you done this?" lie made no pretense now at selfdelusion or self-excuses. If ho had never seen Savannah, aye. if he could have got away before the scene of that night, it might havo been all right. Hut it was too late now. Whatever the cause might lie, Mary hail never roused in him such a tumult of passion as this other. "Hut what could sho meanbi' saying she could read murder in his looks, and all that?" but,« tion that -i love you, isavannah," was Tom's answer. "1 love you. There is no one in the world like you to me." Then without giving Mary time to guess what was intended, two of them got through tho gap in the hedge and walkeiU*»jD close to the shed. Ono of them turned to tho rest and said, in a voice of irritation: I trust you wiil be, on hand, for I shall open a case of canned goods anil try to take tlxo taste of IA'nt and bereavement out of my mouth. trust of foun I' d, but she eoulil not breathe a word of this to her lover; neither could she find any means of ascertain- lhe tone in which ho spoke seemed to frighten her. "Why, just what agypsy might mean by saying she could read all sorts of rubbish In the palm of your hand. Kemember, Mary, what gentle ways she has, and what kindness she has shown to my father." Friends stiy I look well in mourning, but I toll you right now tliat I'm losing the use of some dandy party dresses fur evening that wen; made before pekir Charlie's most untimely and awkward death. lug1 the truth "You havo 110 rlpht to lovo me." n«'r voice was very soft ami caressing. "I know nothing of ripht. You force rne; you know it. Tliero 1m none in the world like you." The attaek on Tom came to the oars of the two girls in a roundabout fashion. Mary's mother heard of it and told tho pirls. Another source of great anxiety to try was the growiuj? animosity own toward Tom by wenil of the "Yes, yes; of course it's here that he's coining; where else could he come? Aren't the thing's all hidden here? Come in and let us wait; we don't want to be seen, do we?" Well, say 8 o'clock, then, if 1 do not hear from yon, and yon need not brine your gospel hymns. We have them here. Yours sadly, "If you had seen her last night you wouldn't have thought she looked very gentle," said Mary, who was anything but pleased to find Torn taking theoth:r's part so readily. "O)mo on, lads," criod fliheon Prawle, "let's pet up to the mill and ho v j out on strik His thoughts and emotions filled him, and he had forgotten all that had passed, all he .had heard and seen of the men, and walked quickly along plunged in deep thought. Suddenly with a cry he sprang forward. "No, they didn't hurt htm, but he hurt that Jack Dii worth. Pretty nigh broke his leg, so they tell me," said Mrs. Ashworth. 31 Its. 11. CiOKnOM Setter, Nee IVobas Co. re anything fresh ahout t!it She laughed a soft, musical, rippling laugh; anil tlie next minute sit/hed heavily. This shows that external grief may shield a young and vernal soul. It is not necessary that we should really throw ashes on our whole existence, hut that iu every way we should advertise our woo and save exp'iist's generally by retirement (when we want to retire), yet bursting forth like Mrs. Gordon-Setter, a» ivirs. cramp says, Mwnc hat Sort of Id ( :ed )iim one And the girl had only time to shrink back in a corner of the place before the men entered the shed. Every safo manufacturer has attached to his force expert locksmiths, whose duties consist in opening safes which have gotten out of order. A High Trice. ring? has bought. VVo'll ffiva 'cm a bit of VValkiien Bridge frt tltl J when the hands had been out "Ah, you do not know me. You do not know." Mary was very frightened at first. "Surely, you don't wish to turn me igainst the lass," said Tom. "It's not like you to set folks by the ears." as he laughed sorao of t men :ire fool ■celt laimed I can't "He said nothing to me when I saw him at dinner time; but I thought he looked ill and worried. Do you think he is hurt anil won't say so, mother?" Joined. imewhat petulantly r.v tlicy can f* i much of s "I know enough to lC»sar you, Savannah," and In; went to her and placed Ids hand on hers. "I want to know no morn." .lust as he was passing a somewhat narrow entrance to a shed a heavy cart was run out by a number of men across the footway, without a word of warning, and had he not sprung forward with almost desperate agility he would have been knocked down. lie turned quickly and recognized tho men as several of the strikers. pro be roD'Ti5t*ED.] I?iit the men were n ither c licll ill to "I am sorry I mentioned it at all," replied the girl, and after that said no more on the subject. "l'K Uy \V« 11 Fixed." Many of the accidents to safes occui from the gross carelessness of their owners, and at times the honest safe crackers enjoy a quiet laugh at the expense of a group of bank officers or the proprietor of SQine important establishment. tic nor anpry see who had l mill. 1 brouC?l •only rather eu h a fcilow an she asked of a settlement, I fear. At that she turned to him gently, and, taking his hand, pressed it in her .warm, trembling lingers and kissed it; and then placed It round her waist while she laid her two hands on his shoulders, looking into his face till her warm breath maddened him, as her kisses fell again on his lips. Then sho rested her head against Ids breast and spoke in a low, bewitching, caressing tone, in the softness of which thcro seemed a faint strain of sadness: "Should think not," answered the old woman, with a short augh. "1 never knew the man yet that didn't shout loud enough when he had ever so tiny a titt le of ache or pain." •never" wo reei They had not been long at t Tom. finding that Savannah did not come home from the mill, soon began to get restless and fidgety, and rose to go, thinking that she had possibly gone to sit with his father. so dispoged." Let ns have the monrr before a little commotion sh pome of the workers woroapr ho least. The. whole business **" ■ Yesterday I heard u sad story of a poor young organist who bad noble blood in his veins and had always tried to bo a gentleman on £!00 per year. stamps, Two or three .women we ooupl* of half-time lads were the first to come in D hav if bCD had planned it. Things t ulaek, and if ho'd kept inff full work ho  ■Dtuif on his hands. l!ut just fits him. I I«i 1 into Oorrlnpu'a Not long sinco a large manufacture! telegraphed to a New York safemaker, requesting that a man be sent at once to his placo of business, a town about 50 miles from the city. "Now, then, clumsy," cried one of them, with a coarse laugh, "what do you want to get in our way for? Can't we even run out a trap to wash it without a cursed knobstick spying round to see what we're doing? Served you right if it had knocked you over." "ltut Tom's not like others in that," said tho girl. "IIo might think I should be afraid." "Must you go now?" asked Mary, feeling disappointed, and showing it in her looks. r=*; when they saw the crowd ami lano of striken ami their frie hesitated, stopped, anil the: haek. At this there ivas a icr. the Savannah lowered her head at this so that her faeo was hidden from tho lit? speeled the organ at Christ church and wore a coat that had illuminated elbows, and when he left the organ seat ho backed away so that no one-should see the rear breadths of his pantses. He hop'd to liecoino a great musician, and since those days he has done so. lekr "Yes," said Tom, fidgeting with his cap. "1 have to get back to my father; and I I have to go back to the mill. There's something that (lorringe wants me to meet him about Upon reaching his destination the expert, with his kit of tools, repaired to the establishment .and was informed that tho vault, an old fashioned affair, which locked with a key and which contained tho safo and books of the concern, could not be opened. to-(ta ho h:ul enough applica 3ii liaiiil from really [r,llMl work- other's eyes. of cheering. It was the first I$nt it was not to last Ion;; The cheer had not died away befon one of the heavy pates was swung back, and Reuben (Jorringe stood ii the way as calm and collected as if it was an ordinary day and he waiting to greet tho worker sitflit of him a groan wa: took not the sli walked forward between the ro men and women to the roadway When ho reached tho road he Waited for tho first workers—not those had before appeared and re tired - when they came he spoke quietly them, as if no one were present but themselves; and walked with them until they were inside the prate. 1 up the vacant;!* twico or ''I)o you really lovo mo, Tumi" lie hissed her hotly as lie murmured nn answer. "That's what you meant to do, you cowards," said Tom, who recognized instantly that he hail only just escaped a serious danger. Tho thought of their cowardice enraged him. "I wonder why he hasn't come in tonight?" continued Mary. "It's the first night he's missed for a long while. I hope he's not ill." "t i t *r over. Ami he'll •!CD It if 1 .o turn out ni irk, and thou there." But in these times of which I speak he was poor. lie ate a little ham sandwich at noon, and at eventide ho hoped that some one would ask him to drop iround and tako a family dinner. fool;i who havo been duped by hat they've lost." "I mean with lovo that lasts. Gould you hear anything for me? Could you trust me—live for mo—die for me?" "Afraid of his skin, I should think," sneered Mrs. Ashworth, who did not like him, and had always tried to get Mary to marry lieu ben Oorringe. "Very well. Of course, you know best," she said, as brightly as her disappointment would let her. Tho man examined the lock and then tho key, opened his kit, took out a bit of wiro and began to dig a mass of dirt, dust and lint out of tho key. Then hti inserted it in tho lock, and while th« proprietor, with a sickly smile, looked on, turned tho implement and opened tho door. J'heroM be troublo if Raid Mary to Clo that •era Wo don't want to "My love known 110 limits," lie said, almost wildly. "I am yours lx»dy and soul; I swear it." "Look here, don't you stand there pouring out your drunken abuse, at us. You're drunk, that's what you are; and you'd lDettcr look to it that we don't have to defend ourselves aguinst your violence. Don't you run up against me like that," cried the speaker, stumbling intentionally against Tom. "You saw that, lads, didn't ye? You saw him try to shove me down. Why, ho can't stand," and with tlii.s he tried to catch Tom otT his guard and to push him down. lie left then, and as soon as she was alone something of her old misgivings troubled her. lie had gone away without kissing her. But she tried even in thought to find excuses for him and consolation for herself. all n turning 'Dut tlio oltl o." Sho was tliink- Mary made 110 reply, but Savannah —Life, Ho was a very neat young man, waSf this organist. Though his cutis were fringed with tattered threads and rough to the skin, they were very white and clean, and he, too, was well shaven, and his skin glistened from the use of hot itest notic« of it and raised. lie ine of Savannah Dnes in the villa sjm Dlu A Valuable Present, do it nithor thnn horiten " "Can you wait for ine? Supposing there wero something between us; a bar, which only patienco could move could you wait? Nay," she said, laughing1 "suppose it were nothing but my will that said, 'I wish this,* •! wish that,' 'I wish to wait'—eoulil you trust me?" "lie's very wise if ho does keep in," she said. •'What did your pa you for your birthday, Johnny?" "Ho hud ino hair cut answered Tom. now tin- men "Savannah," cried Mary, indignant at what so rinded like an imputation of cowardice to Tom. who aro out demand that anyone who has been taken on shall bD even if they do give in about (iibeon!" "I wish they were, for there's Ixn-n little hut trouble since they said Mnry, speaking out of tho of her thoughts. "It would be a downright meanm to cast them adrift in stieh a way," answf r Tom, warmly, also thinking of Savannah. Then, remember! nt* that "The trouble at the mill maltea him to anxious and worried," she told herself, "that 'he has no time even for mo. Though [ think he might have rememlDered to kiss mo once. Ileigho," and then sho sighed, as she put her hat on {*D go for a walk by herself. -Hallo, "What's your charge?" asked the manC ufacturer. arul it away. "I mean it," sho Raid; "for Gibeon I'rawlo and tho men with him mean worse, than you think. They mean murder!" Sho spoke delllDcratoly, and her soft voice, fidl and sweet, seemed to vibrate through tho little room. "You can't read these men as I read them. Gibeon I'rawle has a murderer's thoughts." Mr. Fling—My dear, just listen to the remarks of Mrs. Longtongue, Is there anything luore'disgusting than a gossipy woman? Mneh Worse water antl towels, and no one ever thought of being so rude a.s to say: "Good morning. Have you used Wliat's- "Fifty dollars," replied the expert. "Does anyone know you are in town?* "No." carnc fallne '•You can do with ino as you will," ho said, kissing her. "My lovo is tho warp; you weave tho pattern of tho weft as you please." his-namc's soap' "Well, then, here's $60," remarked thi manufacturer. "I'll give yon $10 extra if you'll tako tho first back York without telling any one the pricC I've paid to have a man dig dirt ont of f key for me."—New York Herald, No attempt had been mad© to Interfere with tho women as they passed through, and others, seeing' this, camo iorwsxil at ooc3, and, hurryintr Hut Tom was too quick for him, and when tho others approached he raised tho stick ho was carrying and planted ins back against tho walL lint one day the first soprano hurried hack to pet her veil after choir practice, and after that tho poor organist was discharged.Rho had not taken many steps when Bho met Ilouben (Jorringe, walking quickly, and carrying a small handbacr.Mrs. Fling—Well, only one thing. Mr. Fling—I'd like to know what. "A gossipy man, dear."—Chicago Inter Ocean. "And what of Mary?" sho asked. "Ah, you start. It Is she von \ove. not "Mtnnil lnuilr ho rHoil. In r Ho will not mind it now if he should