VOL 19. NO. 41.

PE MAY CITY. FRIDAY MORNING. AUGUST 15.

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beggar," said the barefoot boy pruodly. “This is my father's land. Can yon deny that?" demanded Oscar.. -I know it is, and I an pi*** it will be yonre some ilay." ‘•Then, why hove yen intruded herer “I did not mppoea it wonld'do any harm to pick a few berrie*, which wonld otherwise decay on the tine*.* "Then yon know it now. I don't care for the berrie*, but T don't want any beggar s brat* on my father's place.'' "Stop there, yonng master," said John firmly. "You called me a beggar and I did not care much, but if yon call my mother by that name youH lie sorry." "I?” saidOscarcontcmptnonsly. “What will yon do?" "Ill beat you with that stick you hold in your hand." "Then I do call her a beggar," said Oscar furiously. "What are eon going to do about it?" "You'll see." John Walton let his sister's hand fall, and springing upon Oscar wrenched the stick from his hand, laid it over his back with sharp emphasis three times, and then flung it into the pool hard by. Leaving his young enemy prostrate he took his terrified sister by the hand and saying, "We'll go home now, Lixxie," walked qdietlr away. Oscar picked himself np, mortified and furious. Ho would have pursued John and wreaked instant vengeance upon him if bo had dared,' but in the hands of the young savage, as ho mentally aetcrised him, he liad felt his own inability to rope with him, and resolved that vengeance should come in another "My father should turn the beggars out of house and home," he muttered. •T wish they might starve." The father of Oscar Ronalds was the proprietor of a handsome house and large lauded estate, including several tenements which he rented out. In the poorest of these lived John Walton and his mother.. They lived 1 poorly enough: how it would he hard to tell, hut at all events they lived and never sought

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When John told the story of his encounter to his mother she was disturbed, fearing that trouble might coma of it So, indeed, it did. The next rooming Squire Ronalds, with his stiff, erect figure, was seen approaching the widow's cottage. Mra. Walton opened the door. “Won't yon come pi,Squire Ronalds?" she said nervously. 'No, madam, I have but a word to say, and that is soon said. Are yon aware that your boy grossly insulted rpy son Oscar yesterday?" "He told me that Oscar called mo names, and he knocked him down. He has a nasty temper." ‘Not so bad as that. He is a good . •It is a pity he cannot treat others with proper respect." “Do you think be was wholly to "Certainly he was. My ion caught im trespassing on my laud, and very properly ordered him off. 1 don’t care argue the matter. If tie wilt apologise to Oscar 1 will let it pass. Other- i your month's up today, I shall require you to leave this tenement." John, who had been inside and heard what had been said, came forward looking resolute and self sustained. “I shall not apologize to Master Oscar, ir,” be said. “It is be who should apoligise to me." "Apologize to you! That would look

Twenty years jw.-sed. To the barefooted boy they brought wonderful cliangv*. At ill he found himself superintendent of 'the mill whi-ro he liad entered, as a pxir operative, earning ivsalary of fA.OOO a year. Ho had built a . Isotne house, over which his mother .presided with matronly dignity. Hi* sister Lizzie was the wife of a’ young physician in succnefnl practice in the One winter . evening they were all seated in a luxuriously -fumbJu-d room, before a glowing fire. Hi* sister had d the afternoon, bnt was prevented by the violent storm from re.turning to her own hutne. "What a storm it is!" she exclaimed, shuddering. "1 pity those who gre out "Yes." said her brother, "it is the most violent storm of the yuar. The snow must lie two feet deep at least. Rut we ' not fed troubled. It i» summer in“Wbo would have thought. John, we should come to live in such comfort?" said his mother. "Twenty wears ago we "I well remember it. It was a lucky thing-we came to Brandon." “So it has turned. out. Bnt 1 was alarmed when yon quarreled with y Oscar Ronalds." "1 have forgiven intended has only done ns good." "Have yon heard anything of him

lately?"

“Not lately. His father died ten years since, add I iuu told Oscar is Very extravagant, that is aU." The storm increased in violence, shaking the house, firm and strung as it was. ■All at once the dour bell rang shandy. ‘Til go myself," said John. “The servant may not lie able to close the door

again."

Ho opened the front door, and a sharp cutting wind entered with a flurry of "Will you give me shelter?" said a faint voice. It was a mafi who spike, still _ . Hu stepped in qnito exhausted. John Walton closed the door. "Y'ou have had a hard struggle with the storm, have you nnt?" he said. "I have indeed. 1 am chilled to the

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"Come in to the fire." and John threw oikh the door of the sitting He perreivad tliat the stranger had no overcoat and appeared thoroughly chilh-d. Warm drinks were ordered and in half an hour he was more romfortable. He looked thin and haggard, and his face bore the impress of dissipation. He liad more than onto looked earnestly at John Walton. Finally ho said abnyilly: •Will you tell me your ’ ' 'amiliar.” . le is John Walton." "W)utir said the other with a start, m live when a boy in the town of “Yi -. but I don't remember you." "1 r.m Oscar Ronalds." said the other in low voice. ' bit possible?" exclaimed the three, and 4 li y involuntarily glanced at the ilf dad . -.nger. "1 Vs-what yon are thinking of. don't b*': much like the hoy you to Unc-1 have been wild and extravagant . and lost or squandered all my prop rty. I have gone down hill—you . am sorry for your misfortune," said. •If I An lie of service to you I "1 came here hopug to get the post of clirk, which 1 understood wa* vacant. If i liad known yon were here I would not ligve "And why?" "because you cannot have forgotten my ill treatment of yon.” "It is not forgotten but quite forgiven." said John Walton kindly. “UnKialy you did me a service. The cJcT. diip you seek is You shall have it, and 1 -will guarantee your gi«. 1 conduct. The salary will be small.. !y *<00." "I . : lie a fortune to me who am pr:i:.u ik*l Ideas you, John Walton, •ruaity. You ' - - *

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tell, except then and there began a new and better life for Oscar, who was after a while promoted, and now has a modest and cheerful home of his own with a good wife to add to bis happiness. And this was John Walton's revenge, a noble and Christian revenge, the only one worth taking for an injury.—Horatio Alger, Jr., in Yankee

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JAY GOULD’S DAUGHTER.

Fifth avenue stage an. old and ily dn-K*-d woman unconsdunsly mad" the rid* merry fur three cfcowy and fashionably attireJ damsels. First, she fumbled in her rusty skirt a long time trying to find her picket; then she thrust her hand through an unexpected slit in her gown instead of thesuppised pocket, and the look of intense dismay On her face it- she imagined some villain had cut off that picket sent the young women into convulsions of silent iaughtcr. Soon the poor cryature recovered herself, renewed the search and found the p«-ket. Removing a handkerchief, a snuff Ikix and a pair of-cotton gloves, she at ladt produced the shabbiest pocketbook ever seen, causing a great number of nods and lacks and Vrreathed smile* from the trio of observer*.' ' Then she fambled a long tiraa with the fastenings of her treasury; these finally undone, she took oat a hnw thimble, a troche, a spool of twist, a section of a paper of ions and last the solitary nicile it contained. Theq she peeped about for the prop-r place to depoat the nickel. None seemed to have been provided. The hun<«t creature got on .her feet, ami the thimble, the troche, the twist and th snuff box tumbled to the flour, the pin stieking, like nu old friend, to licr skirt. Heedless, apparently, of this disaster she pottered about the wall behind her M-al. prewing her trembling fingers against every nail and button and bit'if fringe, bnt found no place for lier fan-. Thi-n slv dropp'd loTicr w-at with a loud complaint. "Tiii-re ain't no coutrybntihn box nor nothin' for the fan ," she said. " Where I conn- from there's alien a box; ‘n now •my thimble 'u my snuff box "n my troche is all gone to loppy." and she began to • TThe merriment of the three damsels ras now almost beyond control, though they affected well bred airs by covering their mouths with dainty Handkerchief* and looking out of the window. A slight young girl, simplr attired, but with an air of elegance about her, had been sitting in a corner, a quiet bnt keen observer of the scene. Slie now rose, picked np the old woman'* scattered o her ahyly "Allow me to hand your fare up, and. tell mo.where you want to get off. I'll ask tht; driver to look after you.” After a deal more fumbling with th-) • ancient pocketbook a slip of pap-r with anaddrenwas prodifcrd. The address and the promised request were given to the driver, who was charged to take particular rare of tho lady, as she was feeble. The grateful old woman was assured tliat she would he well looked after, and the young girl left tho stage. As she reached the ground a gentleman raised his hat and said: "Hood morning. Mia* Gould.' She was Jay Gould's daughter Helen. —New York Letter.

Miss Keene (who hat just read that the beauty of the opal is doe to minute fissures tn the stone)—Mr. De Sopp, why Is an. opal like the dude who presents it

Motion seems to ment of life. "Plants," says Gray, “have no need of l< mimotion, and so are generally fixed fast to the spot where they grow. Yet many plants move their liarts freely, sometimes when there is no. occasion for it that we can understand, and sometimes accomplishing by it scone useful end. The sudden closing of the leaflets of the sensitive plant slid the dropping of its leaf stalk when jarred, also the sadden starting forward of the stamens of the barberry at the tonch, arc familiar examples. "Sach cases seem at first view so strange and so different from what wo expect of a plant that these plants are generally imagined to bo endowed with a peculiar faculty denied to common vegetahlaL But a closer examination will show tliat iihmts generally share in this faculty; that similar movements may be detected in them all; only—like those of the hands Aif a clock or of the shadow of a sun dial—they are too slow for the motion to he directly aerti.'' There are two place* in the United State* where the cultivation of the |*-p-p-rmint plant is one of the leading indnstrie*. Thefahlcr of these plane* is Wayne county, N. Y.; but for thirty, year* the business lias been a well known one in St. Joseidi fount v, Mich. -Hall'* Big Mush of Florence" at Tlirec Rivers. Mich., is the largest piece of land ia America devoted to the raising of this plant. Thu farm contains ahont MM acres, of which 40U acre* are each year and alternated with cl oyer to keep up tin- strength of the soil.—Youth's Companion.

fear IpNol Alwsjl Cos • Mir.. When any kind of fear so lakes possession of aunan as to destroy or palsy the antipodal quality of courage then it is that it degenerates into cowardice. Fear and courage are counterpart* in the human character, each needing the other to balance and limit it The fear of fire, for example, is absolutely essential to preserve life; bnt let it bo unaccompanied by couragaand the pitiable rx ard conches in terror wH’- -*»- - York Ledger. most remarkable cat. We've now had it ten years, and of course it's - too old to catch rats or mice, but what do von think it did?" "Well?" "Our boy brought home a sign marked ■Admittance Free' from sonn-where and the other night we caught the cat with that sign trying to fix it on the rat trap so as to drum up business and catch custom."—Philadelphia Times.

"Should every dog of every breed in America bo kill id to-morrow." say* a St. Louis statistician, "the real loss to the country would not be $100. On tho contrary, the gain would be at least $90,000,000 per year. Notions famed for their thrift and economy do not take to dog*."—Detroit Fite Pros.