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PEEACHEE'S SWEETHEABT.<br />

\ light shoye from the open door of<br />

the low log structure that answered the<br />

double. purpose, of church-and school-<br />

house. The gleam fell upon the yellow-<br />

ish leaves of a pawpaw tree that stood<br />

close to the p;itJi that led to the door.<br />

Boyond the pawpaw was. an irregular<br />

mass that moved restlessly in the dark*<br />

ness. Observed closely it would have<br />

resolved itself iuto a number of<br />

horses tied to saplings, and stepping-'<br />

about noiselessly as they stretched<br />

their heads toward the tempting leaves<br />

beyond vheir reach.<br />

.Divine service was going' on in the<br />

log building, and the toues of the min-<br />

ister floated out i»to the. darkness in<br />

solemn cadence. Often they were in-<br />

terrupted by a dev;p-grunted "A-a-a-<br />

meu!" or "U-m-m-ahV Yas, Lord!" the<br />

manner in which many worshipers ex-<br />

pressed their approbation of. the<br />

preacher's utterances.' A mounted fig-<br />

ure came close to the shaft of light and<br />

dismounted. As he did so the stamping<br />

of the restless horses reached his; eavs.<br />

Noiselessly he made his horse fast to a<br />

redbud stem, and crept through the<br />

bushes to where the uneasy equines<br />

were tied.<br />

He passed from horse to horse, feel-<br />

ing 1 swiftly over each, as if in the dark-<br />

ness his hands were doing duty for<br />

an 1 offer $200 jist to huve uie a few<br />

Lours! That's reason, ain't it?"<br />

Suddenly a thought, seemed to strike<br />

him, and ht* brought or.e hard fittdenvu<br />

outhe table with a thump.<br />

"I'll do it, 1 will! lie. shall have like<br />

sweetheart., an' that r.-.irrlny quick."<br />

It w;is after midnight when the<br />

preacher returned, and it .seemed to the<br />

other that lie looked paler am) limped<br />

liiorc painfully than usual.<br />

"My friend," the pivaeher wiirt, prei>-<br />

i am glad to ha\e you so nearly<br />

KEWAItl) OF A W<br />

y g y<br />

recovered, for this house ran only .shel-<br />

ter you :i. few day^'longer."<br />

'"\Y'y?" asked the iixvaiid; "a;v ye<br />

get:in' tirec 1 . o' me?"<br />

"('v-rUiir;ly not; but the. owner of this<br />

house'has warned me to leave because<br />

I am uHa Cue lo pay the* rent, and—"<br />

"What'11 ye do now'?"<br />

"I. do iio:. know. Doubtless I'll sec<br />

my way out of it all, but 1 w," said Harris,stonily, "IFrddcn,<br />

give. tlie. parboil hi-s reward. 'WVn the<br />

in Ms Imnd I'll drop this gun.<br />

if's u;i km>w bow sufc your<br />

»--rretolled fur had fallen \i\r.in<br />

hiiii..:T!ien, as be Ml from 1h»> linrw, the<br />

animal kicked tlie nneotiscio'tiN limn be-<br />

fore be bad touched'tin* earth.<br />

An hour after, the pale.-faord preach-<br />

er, limping 1 alcng tlie path. aJmost.<br />

stumbled over the prrwtraU'. figure bt-<br />

nearh the great hack berry. The old<br />

slouch hat had fallen from his head,<br />

and tho blood from a long wound across<br />

Lis forehead hail soaked hi.-:, matted hair.<br />

1'he preacher's slight form staggered<br />

under the ta.sk, but by a series of heroic<br />

effort J? he n:an:rged to convey the uncon-<br />

scious man to the littk? log hut;where<br />

he lived alone. It was tna4iy days be-<br />

fore. tiie.RiiiTerer could do more than sit<br />

like a helpless child in thtfbld splint-<br />

Lottorned rocker and watch The preach-<br />

er as he limped back and forth attend-<br />

ing to the wants of his uneNoected<br />

guest. The stranger had been badly<br />

hurt. The blow on his head, a*s he. caw,<br />

in contact with the low-hanging limb,<br />

hii)CKi'tlx"if>k and tlroMjx'd it si'm in*<br />

in«jii:'v info the leader's s.loiii'h hat. As<br />

iiic iiioiicv was ]r*)iir»"d on the table,<br />

Harris 'aid the pistol beside it.<br />

"Thar," he said, "take mo."<br />

Then, as handcuffs were quickly<br />

Pi>:!pjx*d ii]x>n his wrists, he. f.u.rne/1 fo<br />

11n 1 ' young preap,ared."<br />

h v ''ITeroic Jack!" the young wife<br />

^Thit'i ior r "ve! Look at it! Yere, oL.imed. v.he-., theminis^r had told her<br />

Ut workin' himself to death for yer the story.-IVtaluma Courier,<br />

.souls, VR pny him PO lectio that the time<br />

when'he can bring hiw leetie v.T.i"tin'<br />

swectheirl west seems years diT! Yes.<br />

I am. a-do:n' yc no good, an'<br />

"Th<br />

''As<br />

-,v'fr :-<br />

lookiji/T man risked iv:y name, and when<br />

T toid<br />

Jack<br />

lie said: "JV11 the jinrson yc<br />

Karris, nn' tell him T hope<br />

swecthe<br />

an every one o' yer horses I kin<br />

git my hands or.. In my ca-«e. ye<br />

Hub together nn' offer (\ reward iiv<br />

5200 jist to git r.-.e. are my heart-—".<br />

"Ursula,, ihy own! why dirt you rever<br />

v&r.tenn before? I laugh at you! Oh,<br />

my clarlisjr. I liave hungered ta hear<br />

\ ou say B»IC1I words.**<br />

The eyes of the girl were love-steeped,<br />

and her lashes wet, and ^he raised her<br />

head and looked up at the man.<br />

"A!J thT< past y^ar you have made me<br />

happier then I ever dared hope to be,"<br />

she whispered, trembliug—"the hap-<br />

piest woman, in the whole world, I<br />

think."<br />

And the man bent and pressed bis lips<br />

10 hers. "But t want to make you still<br />

happier," be said, passionately. "I<br />

want to 'ak<br />

RTinr'4ins so 4'iirHrss. T!vt*n<br />

now I niri lioidiu,rr you only to psirifroTn<br />

you—1or and lonely prirl<br />

lie.hadleft. and longed formoney to bring<br />

him liis desiro. Ar.d .so absorbisij*" were<br />

these: fhous?:\ts tliat the pi|)c. went out,<br />

and .still .he. paced to and fro, unheeding",<br />

until at last, his elbow being" jo^,?cd ac-<br />

cidentally, he came back to the near<br />

present ii.^am, aiul, takinpf T'IO. cold pipe<br />

fioni ins lips*, lapped it out-on t:ierf5il.<br />

Then, vhile ihc :ishe-s were yet llo:*r.in£<br />

down to tlie -watery., he went below to<br />

his berl !i and slept soundly.<br />

A;*d tliff trirl I'rsiilii sewed ni:d sewed<br />

;:!! the evfiiinp b," the lijr'itof ;!;;• elifiip<br />

011 lamp, and sniiled stifily with her lips,<br />

i'.nd Tru*"! )iot io depress her mother.<br />

And tlieii siic.: went t-,» her nvun avici<br />

;-:vkr(l !ivr box to go a-^ovcrncssi r.'.r on<br />

I lie morrow. And nfier awhile she<br />

went to bed. nr.d th.'rc she lay with wide-<br />

eyes and watoiH'u iL»; inooi;l;^l,t..;;, t!i,-;<br />

window; and her heart feit widowed,<br />

hopeless, and wonid not be cheered.<br />

"Your lettcis are so friendly, dearest,<br />

so alximinably friendly; they verily<br />

starve my heart. Oh, why am T not rich<br />

enough to throw up this drudgery arid<br />

come, home to you and hold you in iny<br />

arms again, and make you s,iy yoi. love<br />

me? I have to #o over our parting<br />

Jif»Tiin ar.d again to make myself l>o-<br />

licvo that nil you said then is really<br />

true. SVrits m« a real love letter nc-xt<br />

time, dnrling, i help me hear up."<br />

•"irl's checks wore<br />

her eyes held happiness, as she sat by<br />

ihe schoolroom table, with the piled-<br />

up work bucket neglected before her,<br />

and read the words a^ain and again.<br />

A::d flu- day;-; and the weeks and the<br />

niontiif; ;I:H1 the years pa-sscd on, and<br />

tiie pile of love letters .which came to<br />

the ^ill grew in bulk. Sometimct; they<br />

were despondent, sometimes cheerful,<br />

•fsomctimes iiunied, sometimes tender<br />

jind rsoinef imes the treasured space was<br />

overfull of descriptions of new friends<br />

or strange places. ]!ut the letters never<br />

failed to come, nud the man never failed<br />

to long- for the riches which could brir.£"<br />

him to the girl's side and make life<br />

hr.ijpy for them.<br />

And the. fjirl longed and longed that<br />

::he jnijLrht iiieet !ier lover, if only for a<br />

day; t hat they might, look in.ro each oth-<br />

er's i'aco, and, renewing hope, might<br />

start afresh. Some cynic told her tiiat<br />

love was flettinjr, a C[iiesti6n merely of<br />

propinquity; but that cynic had not<br />

really meant to bruise the g-irP;; endear-<br />

ing ln;art. I*eside.s. the cynicism ~vas<br />

not always true, for this girl's love*<br />

was strong: as ever—stronger. Why<br />

should not the man's be the same? He<br />

was better equipped for fighting*doubts<br />

and feurs. But the waiting was bitter-<br />

ly long.<br />

At last, when, endurance was becom-<br />

ing a habit, there came a shock—a shock<br />

of joy. Just a business matter, ju&t<br />

money, just repentance to tlie amount<br />

of five hundred a year out of an erst-<br />

while unforgiving uncle. But £500 a<br />

year to a little governess, to a waiting<br />

lover! It was ecstasy.<br />

The schoolroom was as paradise that<br />

morning; the vo;ces of the children as<br />

angels' so-ngs. For the waiting, the<br />

drudgery, the anxiety were orcr. Bliss<br />

lay within a blue envelope; joy was in-<br />

scribed in straight lines of copper-<br />

plate* ealigraphy. But the girl utterwl<br />

no word of happiness; it seemed too<br />

wonderful, and she wanted to realize 5t,<br />

and think.<br />

A deed of gift. An anonymous deed<br />

of gift—that would be the thing, the<br />

girl decided. She would not keep one<br />

penny of it back. There seemed some-<br />

thing calculating aiid mercenary in set-<br />

ting aside part for herself; besides, it<br />

would be all the same in. the end. A<br />

deed of gift oi £500 a year to Bertie!<br />

It was worth all the waiting and the<br />

pain and the work. This wt»s her re-<br />

ward.<br />

So the girl carried out her secrrt<br />

plans witii a light heart and a happy<br />

brow, and the. joyful message went<br />

across tho sea to the road, in the copper-<br />

plate caiigrapby of the lawyer's clerk;<br />

while the; girl herself—in the willful-<br />

ness of i\ear blisfi—sent over thn SAT<br />

niso just a scr^>py little letter, tin:<br />

most nintt-er-of-faet she had over .turous an-<br />

gnif-i., ::s «Ue })kturet( lier lover's plc:!:;-<br />

tire jiU'.l endun'd all the ininutes whu'h<br />

were boun-.l to jiiiss before she would<br />

•receiw a sign^<br />

"What will bo say? Will it lw WD:I-<br />

der?. Will it be only happiness? Will<br />

it be--him.*ielf?"'<br />

At la^t it cany—the first sign of her<br />

sacrifice. It \v.is a better, rather short,<br />

because written in a ...hurry by a busy<br />

m:in; and the girl was able to read it in<br />

the ton minutes which tvere hers hofo'iv<br />

morning lessons:<br />

"Drarest t*rs*a(.;it T2t!3 Setter wi!l be only<br />

a scrr..!), 1'zn afraid, but I kiiow that you<br />

will forjjlvo that, and I will make it up<br />

r.<br />

mo, I suppose. "(You can understand that,<br />

oari'l you?) So I am going off on a »TO0(J,<br />

lor.g tour, to see all the places I've wanted<br />

so Ion? to see—Italy, Greece, and I don't<br />

know Where else. It's jelly to have a<br />

little money at last. Rather a large party<br />

of u» are going—the Gleesoris, thu mother<br />

and daughter I've written about sometimes<br />

—and some friends of ihoirs I know fairly<br />

wi'll; so I expeet WP shall enjoy ourselves.<br />

SJ frlad you are having* such a good time,<br />

n\y dear. Picnics and concerts are pleas-<br />

ures which seldom eor.ie my *cv;iy. I will<br />

write again as soon as 1 can, but am un-<br />

certain when and where wo halt. Yours,<br />

in haste, IJERTIE."<br />

*'A 1 itt!«windfall!" "Amllhuveac-<br />

c-ejitetl it!"<br />

The woman's limbs shook and her<br />

face bcx-ame awful as she -read. Then<br />

she shivered; and then the children<br />

eaiiK' in to lessons.<br />

Or.c more letter crossed the sea fro.TT:<br />

the v.oraan to the man on bis wandev-<br />

iriffp. The word "good-by" w:us writ-<br />

tcn across a bare sheet of paper, and<br />

the man considered (hat he had been<br />

uncivilly trentod, and he felt very sor-<br />

ry' for himself: but he never looked on<br />

the woman's face n^ain.<br />

The. silly talc leaked out. in time,<br />

and the world laughed fit tlie eenieut the woman foiled to seethe<br />

humor, and it was tho tragedy which<br />

lav at the back of her ryes in all tho<br />

!o'n" ve:irs till she. died.—Tho Sketch.<br />

; ARMORY DEDICATfED,<br />

• Not;] I) It' >!itiri»:> i:v»-n( nt Uruntt<br />

! l}>:;\m\ lxiii)id:i. May 2i\— j'lie armory<br />

: filled up for 111-.' tlii-:'i.- t.'oi'n|t;inil's o!' 'be<br />

M;ciii^>'an .natioiiai i^uard, .const iujtinj;*<br />

tin' (Jrand l!:*i|)ids l.*»aUalion, was for*<br />

. Gov..I'uij>ree. accompanied by hi.swiiV<br />

) and dauft-litt'i\ the men.hiM-.s o: tl.ie mi!i-<br />

j tary staiV. most of the regimental o*i".i-<br />

j ccrs of the stale and ji;-:uiy ooni;):i.)y >>i-<br />

! fic.ers, attended, (iov. Pingrcc am!<br />

i party arrived i,i one o'clock, and wen;<br />

; greeted by i;iusic'"and. tha bootning' of<br />

j cannon. After luiicii an in formal re-<br />

j ception was held.- At ingh't tin. caiinoa<br />

| boomed another salute, and the iVstiv-<br />

'. ities of the armory \vere O])ened. There<br />

; were addresses by tlie governor and by<br />

; Mayor Stow, followed by dancing. Th; 1<br />

; armory is tlie largest and handsomest<br />

j in the stale, with a di-iilroom 07 by )••>•',<br />

feet, an equipment-room tho same size,<br />

with company offices and lockers an 1<br />

spacious quarters for a military clult.<br />

In the afternoon the Second regiment<br />

elected Charles S. Stewart, of Kalama-<br />

zoo, as lieutenant colonel to fill a vacan-<br />

cy, and Capt. John Mitchell, cf Ionia,<br />

major.<br />

GERMAN PYTHIANS UPHELD.<br />

A<br />

j Our oll'cr wf l:.i- Ai iviii^:i: l-'anner un-<br />

" "•• :-"!ii ,• '• l.'J'...i,.d i..i. i.ui.l A S A<br />

i- i ' f r t ; ; i . , ! y :i I.:, rL;;i i u .<br />

• i ;rcu-<br />

fine acciflvntaHy ;m t*eirs,<br />

riarmtr^iii has parl t (Jd H<br />

teis,<br />

^iii has parlor car to (Jr«nd Havi-o<br />

*»»nto, corin^-tinfe- with slwrp<br />

iriir cur for i be r**t »ui« »vr York f con-<br />

•nw:ts at Duruurt with f who had deciinwl the. honor of bc-<br />

foininjor IH'K father-in-law, and married<br />

tho girl after all. Not satisfied with<br />

this nuKrli 1.0 had tho. skTili of his wife's<br />

father mounted ivt c^oltl ns a drinkinc"-<br />

f-up, and one day. while under the influ-<br />

ence of wine, ordered his spouf-o- to ap-<br />

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