Cheyenne Transporter. (Darlington, Indian Terr.), Vol. 3, No. 14, Ed. 1, Friday, March 10, 1882 Page: 2 of 10
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Och Katie's a rogue it Is thruc
liufc her eyes like the sky arc so blue
An' her dimples so s write
An' iior figure so natc
Sho dazed an sho botliered me too
Till ono mornin' wo wlnt for a rido.
"Yfhin demure as a bride by my side
The darlint. sho sat
. With tho wickedest hat
'North putty girl's chin ivcr tied.
An' 1 said "If I dared to do so
I'd lot go uv the baste an' I'd throw
Uoth arms around your waist
An' bo stalin' a tasto
Uy them lips that are coaxin' so."
Tlion she blushed a more illigant n d
As she said without raisin' her head
An her oyes Icokin' down
'Neath her lashes so brown
"Would ye like mo to drive Misther Ted V"
HOW I SAVED TWO LIVES.
It was only n few days after my
mother died that old Kate Mie blind
woman who lived in the room next to
ours lost her little dog and offered to
share with me her small moans of liv-
ing if I would till to her his place. I
was glad enough to accept her offer and
so day after day I led her through the
streets and at night shared her humble
cot. It was in that way through
passing so often the same houses that
I noticed and wa3 attracted towards
tho Inmates of one. It was an elegant
atone dwelling with a bay window
and in that window often sat a lady
with the gentlest most beautiful face
I had ever seen while leaning at her
knee would be a boy of about twelve
years with eyes and brow like her
own but features in general more like
the dark handsome face of one who
would sometimes come and talk with
them for a while.
It was all the same to old Kate
where I led her so long as she knew
by the sounds about her that we were
in a populous neighborhood and I
often would pass and repass that
house with tho bay window and its
beautiful occupants as many as a dozen
tirae3 a day; and so though they knew
me not I came to know them well.
The months went on and the sum-
mer came with its pleasant evenings.
Then when old Kate tired out would
fall asleep I would watch my oppor-
tunity and slip out unheard. Perhaps
it was wrong for me to do so; bub sure-
ly I thought no one would harm a
little eight-year old girl.
One evening drawn by te splen-
dor within an open door I stood look-
ing in when a lady who was passing
left the arm of the elderly gentleman
whom ihe was with and came to my
"Come away my child" she said
earnestly "do you not know that this
Is one of satan's most deadly traps ?"
I was not afraid she spoke so kind-
ly ; but it did not seem to me that what
she said could be true.
"Oh it is too beautiful to be that"
I answered: "it is just like fairy-land"
Her voice was even more earnest as
sho spoke again and there was a bitter
ness in it as if somehow she had suffered
through just such a place.
"But it is so my child. It is the
.straight road to that dreadful place
where only the wicked dwell. True
it is beautiful Satan knows only too
well how to entice and ruin."
I walked on by her side for a couple
of streets tho gentleman all that time
never saying a word but looking I
thought a little amused and then she
loosed my hands and I sped home.
Another bright moonlight evening
.came; tho room was hot and stifling
and all looked so clear and inviting
without that I could not resist the
temptation to once more stray out.
This time my stops turned towards the
house in which I was so much inter-
ested. Tho lights were lit but the
curtains were all drawn and though
I croutched low by the iron rail I
-could see nothing and was turning
away when a light carriage suddenly
drove up and stopped and a gentle-
man alighted and ran up the stops.
At the same moment the deor opened
and the lady with the beautiful face
came with outstretched hands to meet
him. But her face was as I had nev-
seen it before all stained with tears
that yet fell though with her white
hands sho tried to brush them away.
"Ohl George where is Gaston?
Herbie is ill perhaps to death! I have
longed so for you to cono for only
you could I ask to search for him.
My poor boy has done nothing but
moan for the last three hours and the
doctor says if his wish is not satisfied
and his mind set at rest ho fears the
worst. Oh George I pray you leave
no stone unturned til you find my hus-
band. I cannot tell you where to look
for I have not seen him since early this
morning. lie did not know that Her-
bert was in any danger for even I did
not. The fever became violent for
the first time this noon."
Tho gentleman stooped and kissed
"My poor sister I only wish for
yur sake I had any clew as to whero
Gaston is but I will do my best."
But ere he had left her I had gone
on tho wings of the wind for I knew
where to look for him. Only an hour
before I had seen him enter the door
that opened upon that brilliant glitter-
ing scene I had heard called "Satan's
most deadly trap."
I knocked and no one answering
though in my heart I was frightened
I pushed open the door and entered. I
saw not this time the great crystal
lights or the bright pictures that lined
the walls for my eyes were fastened
upon two forms who in the centre of
the room were confronting each other.
"You shall pay for your words and
nowl" one was saying; and as he spoke
he drew something black and glittering
from his pocket.
The man before him who was thus
threatened with the deadly weapon
was him I sought. I sprang forward.
"Stop !" I cried with frantic energy.
"Do not kill him for his boy him
they call Herbert is dying and calls
All eyes turned with curiosity and
surprise upon me; but I cared not.
The man's hand with the weapon fell
to his side.
"His boy Herbert is sick and dying'
I repeated "and he calls for his father;
and the doctor says if he does not see
him he cannot possibly live."
I shall never forget the look of agony
that came in the place of the anger to
the dark face of Herbert's father.
"My boy dying! and I here! '
He had been beside himself with
drink but the shock of my words had
sobered him and taking my hand he
led me from the place. Once out in
the street I tried to leave him but he
held me tight.
"If my boy lives it will be you who
have saved him" he said. "You shall
come with me."
Such a pathetic scene as it was when
the mother hearing steps came to the
door and saw her husband ! I cannot
think of it now without tears.
What my beautiful lady said to me
when in a few words he told her all
I will not now repeat but I shall nev-
A couple of hours later the doctor
declared that the danger was past; the
boy had had his desire and his deliri-
um quieted had sunk into slumber.
So it was that I Polly Evans saved
Mr. St. John true to his word nev-
er from that time touched another glass
of the soul-destroying liquid and Her-
bert grew and thrived from his child-
hood (which his mother told me had
always been delicate) into as stalwart
a lad as ever gladdened a parent's
Twelve years have passed since then
and I am Polly Evans no longer. But
I will not anticipate and tell just yet
who I am.
That night when through God's
providence I was instrumental in do-
ing the good He put in my way was
the turning point of my own life too.
"You must stay with us my child"
Mrs. St. John said. "Henceforth your
home is in this house which but for
you would be desolate indeed. I can
never repay to you the benefits you.
have given to me but all that is in my
power I shall do. Your real name is
Mary you tell me. I had a sister
Mary once and I love the name. Mary
will you be willing to ht me do what I
can to make you a happy useful wo-
man?" I was put at once into school. Of
course I was ignorant and had much
to unlearn as well as to learn ; out hard
work accomplishes wonders and two
years ago I received my diploma with
kindly words from my teachers that
brought a thrill of pride to my breast
for I felt that with that in my hand I
could at last reach the ultimatum of
my longing and go forth into the world
and work for myself and be indepen-
dent. Ono day when I thought we were
entirely alone Mrs. St. John and my-
self in her cosy boudoir I broached
the subject for the first time.
I was little prepared for the effect
of my words. I knew that she loved
me but how well not till then. But
though she pleaded yet I was firm for
I had discovered during the last few
months something within myself that
forced me to be so. B .i ohl it was
hard indeed to resist those tender ear-
"Mary do you not know that to see
you leave my roof would break nay
heart? You do not speak is there
then no way in which I can induce you
to give up this idea that has gained
such hold over your mind ?"
"Of course there is" cried a rich
voice at the door that brought the
blood in a torrent from my heart to
my cheeks aspushing aside the cur-
tains the son of the house entered.
His eyes mot mine and mine fell. A
joyous light sprang into his handsome
face (that face that I had long known
I cared for with more than a sister's
"Ask her to stay as your daughter
As I stood there blushing crimson
though I had died for it I could not
lift my eyes for I knew that their ex-
pression would betray me a soft hand
"Can it be possible Mary that you
care for my son ? I had not dared to
hope for this! I knew Herbert loved
you but I never dieamed that you had
a thought for him that was not merely
sisterly." (Ah my short-sighted ben-
efactress!) "Will you indeed stay
Mary as my daughter "
"And my wife" another voice added
while a strong young arm enfolded
And here I staid and here I still am
no longer Mary Evans but dignified
Mrs. Herbert St. John. Herbert often
calls me "Polly" for which I do not
chide him for I love to hear my old
name spoken in his tender tones
though indeed perhaps it might be as
well to say that everything to me is
music that come3 from his lips.
"The Superlative" at Public Dinners
Ralph Waldo Emerson In tho February Century.
I once attended a dinner given to a
great state functionary by function-
aries men of law state and trade.
The guest was a great man in his own
country and a diplomatist in this. His
health was drunk with some acknowl-
edgment of his distinguished services
in both countries and followed by nine
cold hurrahs. There was the vicious
superlative. Then the great official
spoke and beat his breast and declared
that he should remember this honor
to the latest moment of his existence.
He was answered again by officials.
Pity thought I they should lie so
about their keen sensibility to the nine
cold hurrahs and to the commonplace
compliment of a dinner. Men of the
world value truth in proportion to
their ability not by its sacredness but
for its convenience. Of such es-
pecially of diplomatists ono has a
right to expect wit and ingenuity to
avoid the lie if they must comply with
the form. Now I had been present a
little before in the country at a cattle-
show dinner which followed an agri-
cultural discourse delivered by a farm-
er ; tho discourse to say the truth was
bad; and one of our village fathers
gave at the dinner this toast: "The
orator of the day ; his subject deserves
the attention of every farmer." The
caution of the toast did honor to our
village father. I wish great lords
and diplomatists had as much respect
mi I '
Sausage at wholesale price is dog
Florida now has thirty-eight news-1
Near-site-ed Tho man whose heels
Soft but a hard nut to crack The
Skepticism is no evidence of learning
Potatoes are again being shipped
away from Utah.
A chicken's neck is like a bell when
it is rung for dinner.
After all the books of Euclid are
Idleness is the refuge of weak minds
and the holiday of fools.
"Laying down the law" The judge
on tho point of resigning.
In these days we fight for ideas and
newspapers are our fortresses.
A Memphis lady vaccinaced herself
a la Emma Abbott and was laid up
for four days.
A Massachusetts man has put a spit-
toon on castors and is asking a patent
The conductor's punch makes a hole
in the ticket and the liquid punch
makes a hole in the pocket.
Wo always enjoy greeback meetings
when the meeting happens to occur be-
tween a greenback and ourself.
It is said that when the Pilgrims
first landed they landed on their
knees and afterward on the aborigi-
nees. It is well to point out that the man
who goes about solely to kill time
should confine himself strictly to his
A middle-sized boy writing a compo-
sition said "We should endeavor to
avoid extremes especially those of
wasps and bees." '
We are told that the ancient Egyp-
tians honered a cat when dead. The
ancient Egyptians knew when a cat
was most to bo honored.
There is a project on foot to build a
large and handsome hotel in Cincin-
nati. A number of well-known capi-
talists are in the scheme.
Every man is fond of striking the
nail on the head but when it happens
to be the finger-nail his enthusiasm be-
comes wild and incoherent.
Sheridan says an oyster may be
crossed in love and rumor ha3 it that a
musquito was actually mashed last
summer on a Long Branch belle.
Doctors say that the gout may be
inherited. If any fellow were to
leave us the gout we should contest
his will on the ground of insanity.
A New Yorker is named Stealing
and he hates the name; but he took
the curse off it for his daughter by
making her Christian name "Worth."
Darwin in his new book estimates
that there are in gardens 53767 worms
to the acre. This tallies with our count
when we were digging garden and
didn't care a nickle about finding worms ;
but when we wanted bate for fishing
the garden didn't pan out a dozen worms
to the acre.
Quoting a remark that Chinese bar-
bers shave without lathering the Nor-
ristown Herald is reminded of its
schoolmaster who used to lather with-
out shaving. In tho Herald's case it
seems to have been the shaver that
A famous scientist says there is often
marked personal resemblance between
husband and wife after they have been
married awhile. We have noticed that
fact. Some time ago a gallant Phila-
delphia man whose eyo3 were blue
married a jealous black-eyed woman
and in les3 than a year ho had black
The James A. Garfield is the pioneer
steamer of tho "President line" for the
Mediterranean trade. She was launched
last week at Philadelphia is of 3000
tons dead weight and her 'tween decks
are specially adapted and ventilated
for carrying troops cattle fruit etc.
She will have accommodations for
thirty first-class passengers. '
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