The Hennessey Press. (Hennessey, Okla.), Vol. 1, No. 23, Ed. 1 Saturday, December 29, 1894 Page: 2 of 8
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THE SANDPIPER.
T -
Across tho narrow beaoti we All,
One ltttlo HinJpto*r ita 1 I
And fust I vather bit by bit.
The Rcattere J drift wool bletiohed nn<J dry
The wild wurot ro*\ch their h-indi for It
The wdd wind raves, the tide runs hljfh.
A* up and down the beach wo flit-
One little sandpiper and L
Abovo our head* th^ sullen clou<l«
Scud black anil nwift iter oh< the sky.
Like silent .'h>Mtsln mNty shrouds
Stand out th * white li hthouo« nijh
Almost as far an eve tan reach
I Hoe tho close-reefed voshoU fly,
A> fast we flit alon.' the beach—
One littlj sandpiper and I.
2 watch him as he skims alon
Utterlnr his sweet and raiurnfal cry:
He starts not at ray fitful Hon.',
Or flash of flutterln • drapery
lie has no tho j ht of any wro.i
He scan■< mc with a foarlo«s pyi
Staunch friends :ir; w • well triei and strong,
Tbo little sandpiper and i.
Comrado. whore wilt t'lou bo to-ni ht -
W.ion tho loose! storm break « furiously?
My drift-woo I ti™ will burn *o bri ht!
To what warm shelter c in>t thou lly?
I do not fear for thee thou h wroth
The terao.j t rushes thro i;/ 1 h j sky:
For are we not Gj I s children hota.
Thou, little sanupipcr, and I.'
—Cella Thaxtsr
Lady Latimer's Escape.
iiy ciiAi'.Lorri', m. ih:ai:mh.
CHAPTER. 111—CoxTi.Ni'ED.
"You might bo tempted some flay,"
she said. "Volt are beautiful enough, j
and you have u charm al! your own.
words: rather die a ;
than m-ike a miser- i
Nov." come an 1 let us
lull. Ho wa# eomlny in Sop- longor I remained with thont> tho
tembor, and doubtluM we should bo preuter prew my wonder that she had
invited to Lorton's Cray. Then I took married him. Ho was so old, so dull,
myself to task for wasting time in so gloomy; she so young, so fair, so
gay. Hut no allusion to her marriage
ever crossed her lips or mine. I en-
joyed my visit. 1 ioved Lady Latimer;
everything and every one was pleasant
and agreeable to inc. and when tho
time of my visit ended, I returned to
the vicarage. I should like to de-
scribe that first night of mine at home
—how tho boys surrounded me, and
would insist upon every detail, the
TURNING. THE JOKB.
thinking of a picture and a name.
CHAPTER IV.
Dinner that evening was a r.tately.
ecromonious a'Tair, unutterably sol-
emn and dull. The earl presided in
great state. Everything was of tho
rarest and host, but dull and cheer-
less. Lady Latimer's eyes looked at
me as though nho would say, "Lot us
make haste and get it over and get most absorbing of which" wera what I
away again." I could imagine what had to e-U and to drink. Their eyes
opened widely at the history of one of
thoso dinners were like when she was
quite alone with tho old lord.
She was quite a different Lady Lati-
mer then, it seemed as though all
the brightness and the sparkle died
out of her. She looked l>ored bv
everything. She eat little and drank
less. She looked unutterably wearied.
Very few words wore spoken, and it
the dinners at Dorton's Cray. Charley,
who was always suspected of being a
gourmand, cried ecstatically, "I wish
1 had boon there!" The result of our
conversation was an anxious inquiry
as to wh tiler Lady Latimer meant to
invite them, and when I told them
that she had even fixed on a day, their
was a great relief when we withdrew, delight knew no hounds.
Remember my
hundred deaths
able marriage
see the house."
Wo went ove
that
vast mansion
together, und tho more 1 ;aw of Lady
Latimer, the more I loved her. When
wo hud gon ■ tog ther some time, I
forgot that she was anything but a
girl like myself.
We Lowds had ahvuys baen famous
for two things: on > was a light-
hearted love of laughter, the other
was the keenness with which wa saw
tho humorous side of everything. We
may have be n deficient in some finer
qualities, but wo certainly mado up
for it in these. We saw subjects for
fun and laughter whare other people
were solemn as judges. It was this
particular quality which made the
vicarage the very home of merri-
ment, und whi h mado us popular
whorevor we went.
When Lady Latimer and 1 h id been
together a few hours, she laughed
heartily and naturally as 1 did. We
went over the whole house, and its
extent, its magniticance, completely
astonished me. It was lino unravel-
ing a fairy tale; but I saw that this
alone would not make any one happy.
I remember that In the library there
was a very beautiful picture; it was of
We went to the drawing-room, where
the lamps were lighted, but not turned
on full.
••Come, Audrey, to tho terrace,"
the said, "and lot us see tho May
moon shining over the trees and the
fountains."
As we stood watching it she sud-
| denly caught my hand, and with a pas-
sionate gesture I shall never forget,
I she cried:
"Oh, Ar.dre<\ Audrey! is life worth
living after all?"
j I was very much puzzled by Lady
Latimer. It seemed to ins that liav-
! ing so much money, living in such a
I magnificent house, the fact of being
| surrounded by every possible luxury
! under tho sun. ought to have made
i her at leas' content. If she had passed
through thoso magnificent rooms with
a smile or a sna'eh of song on her
■ lips, or the light of a glad eontant in
her eyes, I could have understood.
Sh" seemed to have two moods. When
she was with the old lord, silence,
weariness, with a certain line scorn of
' all and everything; when sho was with
ma, of simple, almost child-like merri-
ment. When it was possible for lier
to escape the stately, gloomy prasenca
j of her husband, she did so. and then it
was to hurry to me and beg that 1
would go out with her: anl when we
were in the woods together she forgot
| that she was Lady Latimer, and van
J after butterflies, gathered wild flow-
; ord like any simple country girl. We
| spent hours in those bonny Lorton
■ woods. They wera like fairy-land.
The boughs of the trees mat overhead,
| so that the sunlight which fell on the
green grass below became filtered, as
it were, through the loaves: a beauti-
| ful brook ran through the wood, sing-
ing, rippling, clear as crystal, so that
n young man, quite young, not more ! one could sec the pebbles plainlj in it-
than twenty years of age, wearing the \ forget-me-nots grew on its
picturesque uniform of tho Life (luards.
said,
Lorl
A face that attracted and charmed
me, for It had the dark, chivalrous
beauty of tho knights of old—dark,
luminous eyes full of fire and courage,
dark, level brows that nearly met, a
proud, firm mouth, half covered with
a dark mustache, such a face as tine
seer, in tho pictures of Spanish knights
and princes, yet with a gleam
of human tondorness tn the eyes that
arrested you, and made you stand still
before it.
"Who is that. Lady Latimer?" I
asked. "Is it tho portrait of a person
living, or—"
But I could not utter tho word
"dead" 'n conjunction with that beau-
tiful, n 1 ! fa^o.
"Living," she replied. "Now, Au-
drey, who is that? Try to guess."
i could not for I knew nothing of
tho Latimers, except that they
existed, and 1 told her so. She was
looking.at tho picture with smiling
eyes.
"That is Lionel Fleming," she
"heir at law and next of kin to
Ln'.'nsr."
I l.n as little of (ho laws of entail
as I did of (Jreek. 1 look d up at her
quite puzzled.
"He is not Lord Latimer's sou," I
said.
She laughed.
"No: ho is but very distantly related
to him,'" she answered; but, for all
that, when the present Lord Latimer
dies. Lionel Fleming will succeed him.
and become Baron Latimer, of Lor-
ton's Cray."
"Do you know him well?" I asked.
"No. I have only seen him once or
twice. Hois quartered at Windsor.
He will be hare in Septomb r for the
shooting. You seem to admire his
face. Audrey."
"I do," was my almost breathless
reply. ••] have seen nothing so beau-
tiful in ray lffo."
"He is the most popular man in
London," she said, "and certainly one
of the best matches in England. You
can form no Idea how he is courted
and flattered."
"And spoiled?" I interrupted.
"No; not spoiled." sho answer
"He is as noble in chara 'tor as he is
beautiful in face."
"A wonder among men," I com-
mented.
"He Is a wonder," sho answered,
dreamily, "as men go."
Wherever 1 wont during tho re-
mainder of that day I saw that face,
the name sounded ever in my ears.
"Lionel Fleming." I wondered
II I should ever see tho orig-
banks, and the green grass was wet
with the shining water. The trees in
Lorton woods were strong and tall,
with great spreading boughs, and the
| birds had buiit nests in them. Surely
no other wood or forest ever hekl so
many birds, and surely no other birds
; ever sung so sweetly as these. Every
I kind of fern and of wild flower grew
j there; great sheaves of bluebells, of
wild strawberry blossoms, and of the
I was not much surprised a few days
afterward, to find Lord Latimer in my
father's study, and ho had come with a
request, a netition, a prayer from Lady
Latimer. It was that I mi<rht go and
live with her entirely. Sue found her-
self lonely, and when she was lonely
sho was not well. There was a grave
consultation between my parents.
My mother said how useful I
was to her, and how much she
should miss my help among tho
children and in the house. My
father said that he had never anticipa-
ted any of his daughters leaving home,
but the stipend offered, a hundred and
fifty pounds per annum, was a large
one. and would be a great help with
the number of children and the small
income. My dear mother argued that
I should be able to spare at least ono
hundred for the usa of those at home.
At last it v.as decided. My father
held out the longest: his pride v.as
touched at the thought that one of his
daughters should have to leave home.
Hut even that yielded before the
thought of the comfort that that addi-
tional hundred per annum would give
him.
There was dismay and dread among
the boys: there was, in fact, a revolu-
tion. Why should Audrey: their own
sister and special friend, go away
from them to live with Lady Latimer?
It was not fair, and they decided in
their own c- -lecial parlance "not to
stand it." Their sister belonged to
them, and not to Lady Latimer. They
wished now that she had never oomo
to Lorton's ('ray. They wanted Aud-
rey for themselves. The dear, gentle
mother listened in patience. Then
she explained to them the great ad-
vantages that must be derived from
another hundred per annum, and what
a nice thing it would bo for me to bo
always well dressed, and meeting peo-
ple who moved in high society.
"Wo are high society, mother," paid
Bob, reproachfully. 1 'There is no one
better than you and my father."
My mother kissed him in her quiet,
gentle fashion.
"It will be best, my dear," she said.
And then tho boys knew that their
plan of action had failed.
There was only one comfort for
them: living; at Lorton's Cray, forming
It W>l a Gnoel Oil*. Uut the V«otrllo.
quUt Ulitn't Repeat It.
A ventriloquist had great fun on a
New York elevated train lately, and
at the same time put a train guard in
danger of being attacked by a score
of indignant passengers. I hen he
was warned that he lial better leave
the car.
It was a stormy night and the train
was crowded with passengers going
down town. In the rear car every
seat was taken when tho train left the
Ninety-third street station in Colum-
bus avenue, in one of the rear seats
was a person who appeared to be en-
joying a calm sleep.
Just as the train was approaching
the Seventy-second street station a
voice at the forward door called out:
"Fifty-ninth street—change cars
for Ninth avenue."
The voice was clear and resonant.
Every one in the car heard it. an un-
usual thing on elevated trains, as
every ona knows. A dozen passen-
gers who thought they had been car
ried beyond their stations at Seventy-
second and Sixty-sixth streets hurried
to the door, and as many more who
wanted to change cars at Fifty-ninth
street joined In the forward move-
ment. Passengers for Seventy-second
and Sixty-sixth streets were angry be- I
•ause they believed they would have j
to go back in the storm.
As the Jiead of the procession
.•cached the door the train guard
poked in his head and called:
"Seventy-second stro_'t."
Tho train halted with a jerk which 1
threw a half dozen passengers off
their feet. There was a struggle at j
the door between those who wanted I
to get off the train and those who I
didn't, and by tho time the train
.moved forward there were a dozen 1
passengers anjTy enough to assault
die conductor.
••What in thunder do you mean by
this performance?" demanded one of j
them as he approached the conductor.
"Why did you call out Fifty-ninth
street when the train was at Seventy- !
second?"
"But I didn't." said tho train guard.
"Yes you did!" shouted the angry j
passengers in chorus, and one big
man put himself in a position to at- I
tack the guard.
"But 1 know he didn't." piped a I
shrill voice just under the roof of the [
car.
Everyone looked up in astonish-
ment. and the amazement was in-
creased when a voice which seemed to
come from beneath the car floor said,
soothingly: "Calm yourselves, gentle-
men, calm yourselves. I called out
tho station!"
The passenger-, recognizing the sit-
uation. retreated to their scats and
began looking around. Tho suspicion
began to fuli upon the sleepy man in
the rear corner. A big- man—the one
, who wanted to fight the train guard—
; went over to him and slid:
"That v.as a line joke, but don't
vou think you had better get off at
the next station?"
The sleepy man left the ear at.
Fifty-ninth street and took another
train down town.
■
Bap* ■ pitas* Ctenml
IB '«M human tareaat. Dcaptte repeated A
appointment*, tho dltrtte spark rekindle*
alter each. Though there may not be a silver
lining to every cloud, the vapor* which ob-
tioure the sky oft waft aside and disclose the
full splendor of the noonday sun. Thus Is
hope Justified. Invalids who seek the aid
from Hostetter's Stomach Bitters In the hope
of something better than a mero modification
of the evils from which they suffer, will fii1(j
that It Justifies their expectation. Chill* and
fever, rheumatism, dyspepsia, liver and kid-
ney trouble, nervousness and debility are
thoroughly, not partly, reined, ad by the Bit-
tors. Loss of flesh, appetite and sleep are
counteracted by this helpful tonio as by no
other medicinal agent, and to the old, Infirm
and convalescent it affords speedily appre-
ciable benefit. A wlneglassful three times a
Ills Sight Was Falling.
Husband—My eyesight is failing
rapidly.
Wife—I think it is improving.
I hope so, but I cau't see now as
well as I could two months ago.
Oh, yes you can. There's a marked
improvement In your eyesight.
But I know better.
You only think so.
Oh, no, I know.
How do you know?
When we got married a few months
ago I had money to my credit in the
bank, but I'll be hanged if I can se6 a
dollar there now.
She ceased her argument.
Who lie Was.
Mistress—"Lena, I heard a man
kissing you in the hall last night."
Servant—"Yes, mum."
Mistress—"Well, I want to know
who that man was."
Servant (somewhat embarrassed)—
"Excuse me—ah—but—ah—I think—
it was—"
"Who was It?"
"It was—ah—probably my brother."
Mitigated Affliction.
Stout wife to invalid husband—"To-
morrow is my birthday Charles; ain't
you going to buj' me a handsome
dress?"
Emaciated husband—"What color
do you prefer, my dear?"
Stout wife—"White and black,
Charlie. You know your health is so
very precarious just now."
Catarrh Can Not Be Cured
With LOCAL APPLICATIONS, as they
can not reach the sent of the disease. Ca-
tarrh is a blood or constitutional disease,
and in order to cure it you must take in-
ternal remedies. Hall's Catarrh Cure is
taken internally, and acts directly on tho
blood and mucous surfaces. Hall's Catarrh
Cure is not a quack medicine. It was pre-
scribed by ono of tho best physicians in this
country tor years, and is a regular pro-
scription. It is composod of the best tonics
known, combined with the best blood puri-
fiers, acting directly on the mucous sur-
faces. The perfect combination of the two
ingredients is what produces such wonder-
ful results in curing Catarrh. Bend for
testimonials, frso
F. 3. CHENEY & CO., Props., Toledo, 0.
Sold by druggists, price 75c.
Halls Family Pills, 3oc.
Employer (to new office boy—"If
anyone calls, James, be sure and re-
member that I am not in. (Half dd
hour later.) Didn't you hear me call,
you young rascal?
James—"Yes, sir, but I t'ought yer
wasn't in."
lovely, delicate meadow-sweet. It was | one of that most august household. I
should be able to obtain some in-
dulgences for them, such as an oc-
casional ride or drive: and afterward
both Lord and Lady Latimer proved
very kind in this respect. They were
kind altogether: great hampers of
game and fruit went from the hall to
the vicarage: great parcels of toys
came for the boys, but the privilege of
riding was the one they valued most.
So it came about that I was in-
stalled at Lorton's ('ray as a com-
a wood full of hidden beauties; we
were always finding fresh nooks and
corners, ea \i one more beautiful than
the other. Lady Latimer loved it.
We sat for hours together by the side
of tho brook, talking on every possi-
ble subject except one. We never
spoke of herself. I had to go over
and over again all the details and rou-
tine of our home life. Lady Latimer
loved to hear of my father's study au i
his sermons, and how he visit
sick, and how nervous he wa- if a baby ' >.Union to its mistress, with a salary of
i ried while, he was baptize". ,' it: how he ,>r<e hundred ar.d fifty per annum, and
cheered thsold people, and how kind |a nice room of my own, I thought
he v.':;' fo the young mm and inaidons tnysalf the most fortunate of girls,
of his i .i. ish' how h 1 loved the boys, j /n I now I come to the heart of my
and secretly enjoyed tli • fun of them i torv. 1 had left tho simple, happy
She liked to hear about my mote r.
••I should think, Audrey," slu said
to mo ono day, "from your descrip-
tion. that your mother must be that
wonder of wonders a perfect woman.
She i:> a saint in church, u help in the
study, a manager in the kitchen, a
mother in the nurs ry and a lady in
the drawing-room."
I answered laugh-
yes were full of
mother's portrait
"She is all that,"
ing, although my e
tears; that was my
to perfection.
Lady Latimer liked best of all to
hear ab )ut the boy-
til dr esc
counters, their daily deadly peril of
life und limb, amused her more than 1 foi
anything else. She w mid talk to me j
>d best of all
pys; their alventur
ipales, their desperate (
their daily deadly peril
' home oi my youth. I was in a new
world and a new sphere of life. I
must add this one remark while speak-
ing of myself: I was just eighteen, but
like many eldest daughters of large
I families, I was much older than my
' years. I had. it seemed to me, passed
through the experience of a lifetime,
and 1 believe most eldest daughters
; have the same feeling.
l'rom the moment I entered the
ihou:o until the strange events hap-
pen ;d which close my story. Lady
Latimer olt'.ng to me with wonderful
I love. She teemed to rely on me, to
trust me. She never liked to have ine
out of her sight. No sister ever cared
nother as she did for me.
■ member on,' bright June morn-
of myself, and what would be my prob- j ing she; was standing on the lawn feed-
able fate. I could see n ithing before
mo but a few more (juiet years at
homo, then probably a marriage with
e.l a high church curate; but Lady Lati-
1 mer would laugh and assure ma there
J was something more than that in store
ti. i for me.
is i "We shall see what tho;, • dark eyes
i and that dark hair of yours will do for
you, Audrey," she would say. For my
own part, I could not imagine why
nature made, the oldest of nine chil-
dron and tho daughter of a country
vicar, beautiful.
During all of those long hours,when
life at that vicarage was dissected and
laid bare, no word was ever spoken of
liersolf or of Lord Latimer. The
ing some tame doves. The sunlight
lay on lie - golden hair.her white dress,
anl the cluster of roses at her throat;
a picture fair as the day itself. There
was a dreamy sudneSS in her exquisite
fare. She • left tho pretty birds, and
stood looking over the square of foun-
tains. The beautiful silvery spray
rose high in the air.
I went up to her ller eyes wore a
dreamy, fur-off look that I have never
seen in any other face.
[to be continued.]
The oldest mathematical book in
the world, which dates soCe 4,000
years hack and was written "i Egypt,
contains a rule for .squaring a circle.
Philadelphia.
••It may almost be claimed," says
Professor Warren 1'. Laird of the uni- |
versify of Pennsylvania, "that Phila-
delphia is at once the inosi curious, I
the most typical and the most instrue- I
live of American cities—curious bo- I
cause of the strange medley of its j
more pretentious buildings and their
singularly eccentric individualism;
typical of American practice in its !
broadest aspect, because of the ab- I
sence of restraint and defiance of
precedent shown by the great ma- j
jority of its architects; and instruc-
tive, because of its contrast, for no [
other American city has so wide a
field of architectural error to offer in
contrast to its works of real merit."
Ahont Hie Dollar Murk.
There are several theories to ac-
| count for the origin of our dollar
mark ($).
First—Some say it is a combination
or monogram composed of the letters j
I', and S., the initials of tho I'nitod j
States.
Second—It may have been derived j
from "H. S.," the mark of the Koman
money unit.
Third—It is probably a combina-
j tion of P. and S., from Pesoduro, a
| Spanish term signifying "hard dollar."
A fourth reason assign'd is that it is
a "piece of eight," and designated by
the symbol N.
A Ccmsiil eral o Official.
A stranger on the platform of a
New York elevated road was leaning
out looking for the approaching train,
when the man who turns the crank of
the ticket box called out:
••Hello, there! You'll tumble down
into the street, and then there will be
another infernal fuss in the papers
about it."—Texas Sittings.
No Room for Him.
••Ah!" muttered the skeleton in the
.■Soset, as it listened to the conversa-
tion at the breakfast table; "going to
move into a flat, eh':' That "
It was lost in painful thought.
means th ; coal bin or tho air
shaft for yours truly.' Puck.
"This is no laughing matter," said
the author, when the editor handed
him back his jokes.
Heart Diffffase.
Gus Snooks—Confidentially, doctor,
what dicl Miss Gaygirl die of?
Doctor—Heart failure.
Gus Snooks—I thought there was
something* the matter with her heart
when she refused my hand last win-
ter.
- ... .. J
41X was attacked with acute rhcurnatisrr
and was laid up in tho house t<*i weeks. Mj
right arm was withered away to skin ant)
bone and I had al-
most lost the use oi
it. A friend advised
me to try Hood's Sar-
saparilla, which I did,
and by the time th#
first bottle was used
I was feeling a little
better. I could see
and feel a great
change. The flesb
was returning to my
arm and the soreness
was leaving my body and limbs. Every spring
and fall since we have used three to six bot-
tles in our family. I find to use Ilood's Sar-
saparilla is cheaper than to pay doctor's bills.
s;at
I am thankful that I have found a medic-ina
which will help a man who has rheumatism.
It keeps me in good health." Kicuaku
Fouhestall, Oelwein, Iowa.
Hood's Pills euro all I.iver Ills, Bilious-
ness, Jaundice, Indigestion, Sick Headache.
Mr. It- Forrestall
Ely's Cream Balm
wu.i, rrm:
Price 50 Cents.
Auply Halm into«ach nostril.
El* Bugs., 56 Warren St.,N.Y.
ugh Syrup. 'i'Bstos Good. Ubo
tn tlnio. Sold by drugglnti
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