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never made love toa. gxrl, anad wondering how he ought to begin. Should he walk boldly up. take the little hand in his and say, “Angelica, my darling, I’m desperately in love with you, and shall die at sunset this evening if you don't at once consent to be my wile 2” Or should he drop on one knee stér’ with "Eyes and 'mouth wide'opeg. Taking advantage of their helpless state, Ned hastily swallowed his cup of cofl'ee, and leaving his plate untouched, bolted from the house. As Ned slowly approached the little flower garden where he naturally expected to see the fair object of his devotion engaged in her usual playful pastime of gathering her morning bouquet, he felt a warm streak 0t bashful timidity tingling through his nerves and began to fear he was about to put his foot in it. as the saying is. He had Ned said this slowly and with an air of confidence, as if he were some feudal lord who had made up his mind to espouse some vassal’s fair daughter, and only need to anâ€" nounce his gracious intention to have her gratefully placed in his arms by her plebeian are. “It's more business with his daughter An- gelica,” replied Ned, very red in the face, but it may lead to business with the old game cock too. I’m going toâ€"toâ€"ask An- gelina to be my wife. There. That’s what’s the matter.” “Why, what’n the name 0’ sense ! \Vl'at's the matter with the boy ‘2” exclaimed Clopper senior, laying down his knife and fork and staring at his son and heir, while Mrs. C. raised her hands and eyes piously to the ceiling, as Ned laid aside his hat and cane and dropped into his alloted chair at the breakfast table, full of blushes and con- fusion. “Edward, my 5011,” continued the old gentleman, “what are you up toâ€"dreseed up in your store clothes ? This ain’t Sun- day, my boy. nor the Fourth 0’ July neither, and don’t you know Jim Sfade and Peter Raynor’s a coming to-day to help git in the hay 2' His parents were too much astonished at this presumptuous speech to utter a. word in reply, _They could qnly look_ at t_he young- “The hay be blowed !” remarked _Ned. “I've got somethingitofattendjo besides the hay,” and he emphasized the last_word with supreme contempt. “ But Ned my desrâ€"" his mother, began. "Hold on,” said the young gentleman im- patiently, “I’ve got a. little particular busi- ness on hand this morning up at the squire’s. I’ll finish it up in an hour or two and get back in time to go ahead With the hay.” “Business wifh the squire,” gasfied the fathgr, “oh lord I” Ned Clopper was only twenty-one, but he was in love. It was no doubt foolish in Ned, seeing he was only a country swain born and bred on a farmâ€"his only play- mates in childhood and youth being the pigs and goatsâ€"his only education the hebdo- minal tuition of an itinerant pedagogue who imparted to his young mind a limited in- stalment of questionable knowledge every Saturday morning in consideratlon of a good supper and bed on Saturday night and a good breakfast on Sunday morning. Be- yond these delectatious and an occasional half holiday for angling in a neighboring mill pond when that gentle pastime was in season. Ned knew no change from youth to early manhood, save a gradual increase in appetite and a tendency in later years to cultivate and encourage a sandy mustache and gcatee ; and when surveying these hirsute appendages in his four by six inch mirror one fair morning, on getting out of bed. he suddenly bethought him that he was in love. He had not seriously considered the subject before because there was only one young lady in the neighborhood (except hi mother‘s Irish cook) and although he had seen her (not the cook) many a time in early morning gathering flowers in her father’s garden as he passed by on his way to the hay field, and had admired the dainty brown curls and the little coquettish summer hat that crowned them, the delicate round wrist and the white cambric apron embracing it. the rosy cheeks and coral lips, far outbloom- ing the flowers and buds she held in her soft little hands, and most of all the bright eyes and sunny smiles with which she bade him good morningâ€"he had no suspicion untll now what a bewitching spell had been at work all the lime through those silent in- fluences for the overthrow of his happiness. But now he all at once realized the fact that the dainty brown curls, and coquettish sum- mer hat, and white cambric apron, the may cheeks and coral lips, the bright eyes and sunny smiles of Angelica Bruce had been so many barbed arrows from the quiver of the mischievous little fat legged urchin which had, one and all, pierced him through and through, and that he loved Angelica to dis- traction. “ Why, what a soft-headed chap I am i" he said to himself' as he gently and gingerly smoothed his little sandy mustache with his finger and thumb. "Here I am, a man grownâ€"never been five miles from this blessed old cabbage patch in my lifeâ€"know nothing of life beyond the barn yard and pig penâ€"never read any books worth reading but Gil Blas and Robinson Crusoe (and these I’ve had to keep hidden from the old folks ever since old Plegitt gave them to me, and to read them by candle light)â€"never kissed This sounded like a bloody threat. It might mean suicide, or going into the army, ortaking summary vengeance on those under whose control he had so long been kept down and, as it were, squelched. But he contemplated none of these rash but meri- torious measures. His heart; was passionate but pacific, and be neither meditated blood- shed nor blaster. His resolve being taken he put cn his best clothes and calfakm boots, although it was the middle of the week, and with his new straw hat in one hand and a. little red cane in the other, answered the call of his mother and went down to breakfast. a girlâ€"never drank a glass of whisky nor mug of beerâ€"never had more than a dollar at one time since I was bornâ€"in short never did anything fit for me since I first came into the world. I’m not going to stand this, you knowâ€"I guess notâ€"not if I know my self! My mind’s made up. I‘ll do it or burst I ” Ned Cloppcr's Little Game, IN TWO PARTS â€"PART OF LOVE AND LUCK FARM EE To all mankind death is but a question of time ; with womankind the length of life is often merely a question of ver- acity. and cologne bottle. Their tamiliarity with their surroundings is as noticeable a. par: of their equipment. A glance out of the car window is almost certain to reveal to them their whereabouts when they arise or when they are waked up, or are about to go to bed. They carry their time-table, and give good advice as to which station has the best caterer. They are so- cxable and democratic. In the morning, when the occasional traveller, obliged to wear the only clothing he has brought, goes to the toilet compart- ment in his coat and vest, and thus strug- gles in an effort to cleanse his skin without soaping his sleeves or his coat coller, these professionals again excite his envy. They hang up their smoking jackets and display snowy white robes, ornamented with colored binding and braid, and capable of being thrown open at the neck and rolled up above the elbows. From a. pocket in the suspended jacket one produces an ivory- backed brush and costly comb, a tooth- brush and perhaps a. nickle-plated soap-box. Another opens out a prettin embrmdered receptacle, composed of many folds, each one a. pocket and eacb one labelled. In these pockets are a comb, a brush, a. tooth- brush. shaving-brush. soap box, pair ofrssor eases, nail-brush, whisk broom, hand glass and cologne bottle. Ned suddenly thought he’d go home. take ofl his clothes and resume his labors in the hay field. Then he thought he wouldn’t. His first impulse was to turn and run away without any dtfinite thought of where he should run to; but the next moment his new-born passion got the better of this rash proceeding, and he boldly advanced to the gate which though a frail and delicate wooden wicket, seemed to him a grim iron barrier that shut him out from his fair idol. Recognizing him at once the charming little Angelica came forward to greet him (she was more beautiful than ever), while the squire, with a slight nod. returned to the house. “Miss Angv," stammered Ned, as he took the small white hand she extended, " I’ve come over early to settle a. little business with you before the boys come to cart in the hey. I hope you are pretty well this morn ing. You look lovely, I'm nearly crazy withâ€"never mind thatâ€"who was that chap who rode off? I hope he don’t know youâ€" at least I hope you don’t know himâ€"that is there’s nothing serious betweenâ€"as I was sayingâ€"I mean as I was passing by I thought I’d just call and ask how the squire is, But upon my word you are looking Inc re beautiful thanâ€"" “ \Vhy good gracious me, Mr. Clopper !" exclaimed the young lady, “how funny you do talk ! \Vhat sprt of business did you want to see me about? I don’t know any- thing about business. You’d better go in and see papa. Oh look nowâ€"you’ve crushed my pretty flowers all to pieces.” Ned had grasped the little bouquet she held lightly in her disengaged hand,and convulsiveiy thrust 1!; inside his white duck waistcoat. "Excuse haste,” said Ned, “I don’t ex- actly remember what 1 was going to sayâ€" but the amount of it is that l've come over to make you an ofl‘er of marriage. There now, hang it, you understand me. I’m dead in love with you, and can’t live four and twenty hours unless you say yes.” “Noâ€"no.” gasped Ned. “ Hold onâ€" nothing’s the matter with me, but who was that that chap that justâ€"” “11: was Mr. Van Dyke Nostrand, of New York, a very rich voung man; one of the oldest families. W'e met him last summer at Saratoga. He’s immensely rich and handsome, and papa says we are going to be married. l'm engaged to him, you know, and 1 don’t mindâ€"I rather like the idea. in fact. \Von’t it be splendid to live in the city in winter and have balls and parties and go to the theatres and opera and all that sort of thing? And he’s so rich and so handsome and owns, he says, a castle on Murray Hill, beside a cottage at Long Branch and a steam yacht and ever-so many fine things. Ain’t it nice ‘2” “Goodbye, Augyâ€"Augelicaâ€"I mean Miss Bruce,” said poor Ned (not taking her hand this time) "I must be getting back. I think we shall havea fine day tor haying. No, thank youâ€"I wouldn’t choose any,” he added, resisting a. tiny rosebud almost as dewy and lovely as her own lips, which she offered him, as if a rosebudâ€"a bushel of rusebuds and full blown roses. not to speak of peonies and hollyhocks. could compensate for the cruel stab beneath his white waist- coat which she had inflicted through the false and malignant Van Dyke Nostrand of fashionable Murray Hill, Whom may the fates confound. "My stars i” cried Angelica, jerking away htr hand which Ned had grasped in the frenzy of his declaration. “You must be crazy. 1’11 run in and get papa to come andâ€"" There is a distinct railroad population that is constantly growing. It is compased of commercial travellers, lecturers, show agents, actt rs and actresses. They eat more meals'in hotel cars and railroad meal sta- tions than they do at home or in hotels. They spend more nights in sleeping-car bunks than in beds. To a. parson wno trav- els only occasionally it is interesting to note how thoroughly equipped these prolessional journeyers are. Upon entering she sleep- ing-car early in the evening, for instance, they remove their shoes and put on slippers, hang their hot up and don silk travelling caps, take off their coats and put on short sack coats or smoking jackets. came a gay young s‘well of the latest metro- politan breed and dressed regardless of hard times and high tariffs, who mounted the squire's favorite thorough bred cob, touchei his hat to the rquire. kissed his gloved fingers to Angelica. and cantered away towards the railway station. and with outstretched hands, in the posture of a ball catcher, exclaim, “Oh, Angelica, my first and only love, look down in pity on your captive slave and bid him rise your ac- cepted husband, or a. pistol bullet shall penetrate his brain are the shades of even- ing fall upon the landscape 2'" Here his mental rhapaody was suddenly put to flight by a sight that staggered him and caused a. cold chill to run all the way down his spine. Emerging from the house, and attended to the gate by the squire and his daughter, People who Live on the Railroads. (To BE CONCLUDED IN OUR NEXT.) Somebody has said that more quarrels oc- cur between brothers, between sisters, be- tween hired girls, between clerks in stores, between apprentices in mechanics’ shops, between hired men, between husbands and wives, owing to electrical changes which their nervous systems undergo by lodging together night after night under the same bedclothes. than by any other disturbing cause. There is nothing that will so de- range the nervous system of a person who is eliminative in nervous force than to lie all night in bed With another person who is absorbent in nervous force. The absorber will go to sleep and rest all night; while the eliminatOr will be tumbling and tossing, restless and nervous, and wake up in the morning fretful, peevish, fault-finding, and discouraged. No two‘persons, no matter who they are, should habitually sleep to- gether. One will thrive and the other will 10“. God makes crosses of great variety ; He makes some of iron and lead. that look as if they must crush ; some of straw, that seem so light, and yet are no lee difficult to carry ; some He makes of gold and presious stones, that dazzle the eye, and excite the envy of spectators, but in reality are as well able to crucify as thoe which are so much dreaded. mechanism constructed much on the princi- ple of the “tape” that checks ofi‘ the condi- ion of the stock market. It is wound up like a clock, locked within a box, and placed in the caboose, where it is geared to the axle of the car. ()a a large sheet of stiff paper, marked into small squares, apencil or tracer keeps moving with the train and re- cords the revolutions of the axle, the delay made at any given point, the number of jolts and jars sustained on the trip, and where they occurred, together, with other facts going to make an accurate record of the Journey. The record is laid before the super- intendent, who sees at a glance how any particular train was run, and acts according 1y. It is claimed on the part of the compan- ies that the irregularity of running coal and freight trains and the “soldering” of the men at the stations, as well as their method of making up for lost time, have in the past been prolific of many serious accidents, re- sulting in much loss to railroad property in wreckage, as well as in wear and tear. With the “tattling machine” at work in the caboose, recording every throb of the loco- motive with the precision of a shorthand re- porter, this will be impossible. But “the tattler ” is not liked by railroad men. They consider it not only a nuisance, but a blunt warning on the part oi the companies that their men are unzrustworthy and cannot be relied upon. The crown is in the distance, but the glory is already begun. The immortality which outflows from Christ is consummated at; the day of Resurrection; but it starts from that threshold over which the ransomed soul passes into the radiant joys and blissful expectancies of Paradise. Whatever our plans alloted to us by pro- vidence, that for us is the post of duty. Gad estimatea. us not by the position we are 1n, but by the way in which we fill it. "In their afflictions He was aflilcted, and the angel of His presence saved them.” It is between Christ. and his Church as between two lute stringsâ€"no sooner one is sh‘uck but the other trembles. God is love ; and, toward the fuller pos- session and fruition of this life there is but the strnght roadâ€"devotion. Other things are good and useful; one is vitalâ€"heart communion with God. We may well fear that not only the world, but the church also, is growing too busy to pray. A Scranton despatch in the New York Times says: A mechanical contrivance, in- vented by a Methodist minister, and now in use on the railroads centering in this city, for the purpose of checking the manner in which freight trains are run by the employee, has recently attracted a good deal of atten- tion, and been vigorously denounced by railroad men. The claim is made by the employers that some such thing was nec essary to prevent the deceptions practiced upon the companies by the crews running freight and coal trains faster than schedule time to make up for the unnecessary delays at the various stations. The oficiais allege that no matter how faithfully a conductor and engineer may promise not to run faster than firteen miles an hour, there are times when they Wlll disregard all obligations and run as fast as thirty miles an hour to make up time squandered with their cronies at some of the sia‘ions along the line. The in- vention already alluded to makes it im- Work and play are the universal ordinance of God for the living races, in which they symbolize the fortuneand interpret the brand of man. No creature lives that must not work and may not ‘play. The speech of the tangue is best known to men ; God best understands the heart. 1 had rather speak three words in a speech that God knows, Rum pray three hours in a. language that he understands not. Caufidence and fear are almost one thing rather than two when we speak of God. He that fears most trusts mosts. To none 1s death so little of a. change as to those whose life has been one long confidence in God. In self-examination, take no account of yourself by your thoughts and resolutions in the days of religion and solemnity ; but examine how it is with you in the days of ordinary conversation, and in the circum~ stances of secular employment. Christian faith is a. grand cathedral with divinely pictured windows. Standing with- out, you see no glory, nor can possibly im- agine any; standing Within, every ray of light reveals a harmony of unspeakable splendor. Our best friend is our Father’s house on high. Our hearts and our treusures are there. \Vhy should we not “look up and lift out haads“ toward the land where we shall “see the King in his beauty," and meet the dear ones who are waiting our coming? A Mechanical Detective Invented by a Methodist Minister. THE RAILROAD TATTLER ‘h_e stafions along the line. T already alluded to makes ii for railroad men to practice :eption. It is a simple pie m constructed much on the n PEARLS 0F TRUTH. Sleeping Together. bur, more are tlmes all obligations and ‘s an hour to make h their cronies at The wages of sin is death. It is strange tth sin does not strike for higher the Cough. have tried keepers sell One of the Vanderbilta has been elected a director of the Young Men’s Christian as- sociation. Now look out for a. comer on salvation. For beauty and durability of color the Triangle Package Dyes “ beat the world.” If you never used dyes before do so now and be convinced. 10c, Not one person in a. million ever comes so near death as did Mr. Crombie uni then re- cover, but the men and women who are driiting toward the same end, are legion. To note the slightest symptoms, to realize their significance and to meet them in time by the remedy which has been shown to be most eflicient, is a. duty from which there can be no eeczpe. They are fortunate who do this; they are on the sure road to death who neglect it. this time that I noticed I had begun to bloat fearfully. My limbs were swollen so that by pressing my fingers upon them deep depressions would be made. My face also began to enlarge, and continued to until I could scarcely see out of my eyes. One of my friends, describing my appearance at that time, said : “ It is an animated some- thing, butI should like to know what." In this condition I passed several weeks of the greatest agony. “ Finally, one Saturday night, the misery culminated. Nature could eniure no more. I became irrationaland apps rently insensible. Cold sweat gathered on my forehead: my eyes became glazed and my throat rattled. I seemed to be in another sphere and with other surroundings. I knew nothing of what occurred around me, although I have since learned it was considered as death by those who stood by. It was to me a quiet state, and yet one of great agony. I was helpless, hopeless and pain was my only companion. I remember trying to see what was beyond me, but the mist before my eyes was too great. I tried to reason, but I had lost all power. I felt that it was death and realized how terrible it was. At last the strain upon my mind gave way and all was a blank. How long this continued Ido int know, but at last I realized the presence of friends and recognized my mother. I then thought it was earth, but was not cer- tain. I gradually regained consciousness. thever, and the pain lessened. I found that my friends had, during my unconscious: ness, been giving me a preparation I had never taken before, and the next day, under the influence of this treatment, the bloating began to disappear, and from that time on I steadily improved, until to-day Iain as well as ever before in my life, have no traces of the terrible acute Bright's disease, which so nearly killed me, and all through the won- derful instrumentality of VVarner’s Sale Cure the remedy that brought me to life after I was Virtually in another world.” ( Detroit Free Press.) One of the most remarkable occurrences evar given to the public. which took place here in our midst, has just come to our knowledge and will undoubtedly awaken as much surprise and attract as gr.a.t attention as it has already in newspaper circles. The facts are, briefly, a; follows: Mr. William A. Cromhie, a young man formerly reading at Birmingham, a suburb of Detroit. and now living at 287 Michigan Avenue in this city, can truthlully say that he ta: looked into the future world and yet returned to this. A representative of this paper has in- terviewed him upon this important subject and his experiences are given to the public for the first time. H2 said: “I had been having most peculiar sensa- tions for a. long while. My head felt dull and heavy; my eyesight did not seem so clear as formerly; my appetite was uncer- tain and l was unaccouii'a‘JIy tired. It was an effort to rise in the mnruing and yet I could not sleep at night. My mouth tasted badly, I had a faint all-gone sensation in the pit of my stomach that food did not satisfy, while my hands and feet felt cold and clammv. I was nervous and irritable. and ' “Mr. \V. A. Crombie, was a. member of my congregation at the time of his sickness. The prayers of the church were requested for him on two different; occasions. I was with him the day he was reported by his physician as dying. and consular his recov- ery almost a miracle." Rav. A. R. Bartlett. fcrmerly pistor of the M. E. Church, at Birmingham, and now of sohooicraft, Mich., in response to a tele- gram. replied : “ I knew about his sickness,” said the editor, "and his remarkable recovery. I had his obituary all in type and announced in the Eccentric that he could not live until its next issue. It was certainly a. most remarkable case. ” One of the members of the firm of \Vhite- head & Mitchell, proprietors of the Birming- ham Eccentric, paid a fraternal visit to this office yesterday, and in the course of conver- sation, Mr. Crombio’s name was mentioned. “ Yes I think I have,” was the reply, “and it has been a. valuable lesson to me. I am certain, though, there are thousands of men and women at this very moment who have the same ailment which came so near killing me, and they do not know it. 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