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voti THE GLEANER I'IELISIIED WEEKLY BT E. S. PARKER Unkaa, N. C, iiah * «J roi'l : Hh' Year ||--» Sj, M«iUis - a, Puree Jton«l» , 50 Tvtvx i •crown as * riab of ten sul>- intli the entitle hintedf t« one T, v free. (•>- tto fi* *" r w >** ", aa d(. uj>. l**|'»rs bcut to Jiffercal office \ T 4 Departure from the Ccxh System ■■MM T, mrir—' idnitiMMnb |»*yal4e in adrancr: wr j, aßwtfaw*** jwul«rly in advan**. 1 ra. 2 n». |3 m. | «in. 12 ra. I 1 « sOO 4 501 5 W 10 00 15 00 Transient advertisements SI jw r sqn a It er lie first, ami fifty cents for each sutisc ucatiiiswtion- It—-*-. . New Millinery Store. * Mrs. W. 8. Moore, of «rt-enslrtvo, ltss tjKitted a branch ol her extensive business 0 tiiir turn, at the .. •, i, Hunter Old Stand mder the tnaiijrcixwti of Mrs. R. S. Hunter, "here she lias just ojtt-aod a complete at wtiue.ntol, IMJNNKTS, HATS, RIBBONS, l-OWERS, NATURAL HAIR 3RIADS AND CURLS, LADIES »LLARS, AND, CUFFS, linen ®d lmoe CRAVATS, TOILET ®TS. V , UTIO.\'B, and eveiythihg for la (ice 1 the very latest styk*. and if yon lo not Ind in stare wkat yt.u want leave your or teroneday and call" the aext and get your BVCwpetctiae in sfyles and prices dc W. T- MOOBE A, A. THOMPSON Moore & Thompson . Commission Merchants kalbigk, nr. c. Sporial atkuitiou |«aM to tl*- salt- of «m»w. ■ AW.* MITTitB, K««n, , f*vi.n m\ •*««NMENTB SOLICITED. II Kill EST m , - --'v ./ .•'■'• — ■ -— —i fhCES OBTAINED, bfarte * ae "»S«»ion«I Bank, Raleigh, N. C. * Zcyßtyr Wool, at SCOTT for Sale OP Rent!! aSawsassgfeft' pew it low, FOR CASH. now on ELIZABETH D. PUMI. *3? •»!—*& NrDrof Store. c ** h 1 «-U>SfflßlWWißr?RE Pnt? Stat* J SLISS JII>T S RBIERB, 'Frank, do you know anything about the qner little person who sits opposite to us at the dinner table? Miss Mint, they call her. Is she a tether, or what ?' (rank Hasting—a young man who for six months had enjoyed ■'all the comforts and conveniences of a private home' at | Mrs. Starkweather's '.select boarding , house, No. 1G - street —lighted a fresh cigar before be answered, rather languidly: 'No; she's something ten times worse— I a sort ol rei»orter. She goes round to I churches and lecture rooms, trying to pick up theieWcrumbs the other report j ers leave behind'em. There's on !y one , paper employs her regularly, and that at a stai ration price. She wears one dress all thereat round, sports a bonnet hands ed down to her by l»er great grandmoth er, aud rooms iu the attic, for which pre cious privilege aud her dinner she pays Mrs. Starkweather three dollars a week. Bah! concluded Frank, in a tone of dis gust, as he threw one leg over anotiier, and sat gazing into the fire. 'Poor Soul! She's to be pitied, I'm sure,' said Caleb Darley, who, being a haid working rcportci himself, aud a tenderhearted man besides,' felt some sympathy lor the little creature they j were discussing. ° r 'Nonsense!' said Frink, sharply.' Why don't she (ry her hand at something else? dressmaking or teaching, or some other | work lit for a woman?' 'Perhaps she hasn't the chance or ! the talent to do either,' Darley replied. 'Then Jet her stay at home and help about the house. Come to think of it, though, I believe she has uo home. She's au Spose'tis lathei rough for the poor thing,' said Frank, with a slight tinge of compunction iu his voice. ' But come, Darley, let's drop Miss Mint as a seedy subject. Have another 'Thank you. no; I must be ofl. I've got to report 's sermon to-uight.' 'Poor fellow! Glad I'm not iu your | line of business,' said Frauk, who was clerk in a laige wholesale -store. Won der if little Mint's going? You might es cort |>er home Darley. It would be quite a new sensation for ber, aud just think how all the lellows would euvy you. 'Oh, leave [K>or iittlc Miss Mimalone!' said Darley, as he walked towards the door. 'Remember she's 'swimming agaiust a stifl stream,' like the most of us and finds it hard work to keep her head above water. Don't throw stones at her.' "Pon my word, you're developing a poetical vein. This is really getting dan gerous. Well, good-bye for the present, old chap; look iu again after church, will von 'f 'No; I mast go to the office,' said Ca leb, as be went out. Iu ber little room, two stories higber Hp. Miss Mint was puuiug ou her bon net, quite uuconecious of how she was beiug discussed below. She was very small aud slight, this poor little heroine of ours, with a face that might have been prety before privation aud anxiety stole its bloom aud plump ness away, Her glossy brown hair was brushed in smooth waves over ber fore head; she had large tender gray eyes, aud a mouth that, for all its resolution and character, had a pathetic droop at the corners that seemed to have become habitual. She was nearly twenty three but looked at least two years older, i Her little robih was as bare and com ! forties® a place as could be imagined. No furnace beat could penetrate up here, and Miss Mint's hands were so numb with oold she could scarcely pin her shawl. The floor of the room was unpain ted and bare save KM- a strip of rag car pet by the bed; the ugly little wash stand in the corner, with its clumsy bowl and pitcher; the stifi looking wooden chair that made j our back acbe to look at it; and the bed itself, with its tawdry, faded counterpane—it was a dreary picture fot j poor little Ellen Mint's beauty loving eyes to rest on. She had done her best to brighten it; two or three pictures she had brought with her hung on the walls* the little table by the wiudow was covert ed with hooks, and a delicate gla»s vase she was too poor to fill with the flowers j she loved stood ou the bateau. There ' were a couple of hanging stieiyes on the wall, of which only the upper one with j her work>>hasket on it, was visible: aj green and white calico enrtaia hid the rest. This was her cupboard. Bat we return to Miss Mint herself, who is down stairs and oat of the door by this tune. She is a quick walker, and in a few moments finds herself at the en trance to the church, already besieged b/ an anxious crowd, who are I'epCin check by the Mhccs aud a couple of poHeemen. Mias Mint tlaos not attempt to presr iu GRAHAM, X. (%,TUESDAY SEPTEMBER 3 1878 J here; sLe slips routid by a side door, ami jan usher, who knows her by this time. ! plants a chair for her at no gieai distance ! from the pulpit. She sinks mechanical j ly down into it, and sits in a sort af slu por for a while—the change from her ! dark, chilly room to Ihis warmth and •j dazzle of li«rht makes her head swim and' | her heart tremble. Rut her nerves arc j ualurally strong and steady, and she | soon rouses herself, determined not to I give way to a weakness she has never j felt beiore, and which for a moment fills j ed her wi«b dismay. | The grand voioc of the organ echoes through the church, and Ellen, a lio loves inusic, is soon absorbed in listening, and ] feels for a'time uplifted above the cares j and sorrows of this world. The inu»ic ! and prayers are the richest part of the service to her: in reputing the sermon she has lo follow every word so closelv that it takes away from the enjoyment of listening. Caleb Darley, seated among the other reporters, catches a glimpse of her, and alter that his keen gray eyes wander in that direction pretty often. Theie is a mingling of pity and interest in his glance —he is a hard her&ted, chivalrous sort of a ft How, all the more ready to befriend a womau because she is lonely and uupros tected. | The services were over, and little Mi»s i Mint, slipping her note book and pencil j iuto her pocket, threaded her way through i the crowd to the side door. 'Good evening, Miss Mint,' said a J voice at her elbow as she stepped out in to the fresh air. Ellen started and looked up. 'Oh, good evening, Mr. Darley,' she said, a little confusedly, as site recognized him. j 'Will you take uiv anui" said Cal b, ! oflcring it in such a matter of fact way ! that Ellen complied at ouce, though leel- ' ing mote embarrassed thau pleased by ' the atteutiuu. '1 see you are iu my line of bur-iness, I Miss Mint,' said Caleb, pleasantly, as they left the crowded street lor one that | led to their boarding house. Ellen laugh* j ed a little: &ud he went on, with a kud- ; ness of manner that made you pardon its j bluntuess; 'And how do you like the life? ! Excuse ine if 1 tin rude, but 1 can't help j taking au interest iu a fellow laborer,you know.' - 'You are very kind.' said Ellen, sim- ' ply. 'As for the life. I try to like it, be«. cause there's noUuug else 1 cau do. I've tried tofinda teacher's place; I've tried ! to find sewing to do; but it was no use. I'm sure I'm thankful there is a way 1 can earn my bread. ~~ Wasn't the music beautiful to-night, Mr. Darley?-—aux-' ious to change the subject. 'Ye*,' said Caleb, ratlier absently, for j his heart was full of pity for the little 1 creature beside him, and be was already ' debating in his mind various plans for ' her relief. 'What a chill there is in the air to night!' be said, rousing himself. His j overcoat was hardly a protection, and he thought with dismay how his companion must be shivering under her thin shawl. | •Well, here we are, Miss Mint. I must be oil to the office. Sit by the fire till you are thoroughly warm, and tell our landlady to make you something hot aud comforting ; I see you hare a cokl corns ' iag on.* 'Thank you, Mr. Darley; you arc quite a doctor,' laughed Ellen. 'I hope it hasn't taken you out of your way coming home with me?* 'Ob, it won't take me ten miuntei to walk to the office/ said Caleb. 'Good night, Miss Mint;' and be walked briskly away. Caleb Darley was between thirty-seven and thtrtyseight— a big broad shouldered giant of a man, with strongly marked feautures, a profusion of sandy hair, aud au expression of mingled good nature and determination, lie has had to fight bis own way in life since he «ai twelve yean old, bat the battle, though a tough one, has never sonde him forgetful of the sufferings of othere. 'I wonder, Norah, how long Miss Mint means to keep this op?* 'Kape what up, ma'am?' 'Why, lying in bed this way, and to be voted on like a lady. I don't doubt bat | she's as well as 1 am.' | 'Well, I guess you wouldn't say so, 1 ma'am, if you was to see ber. She can't speak above a whisper, and is as white |as the wall. Ai lor 'waiting on,' it's not much she gets of it, poor thiog, for Brid get and 1 has oar hands full already.' 'What's the matter with her?* spoke out Caleb, from a corner where he sat reading the newspaper. lie had been away for three days, and only returned . night beiore. ' I -sahes thai Mr. Darley, are you there?" said Mm. Starkweather, a little startled. 'I new nw yyn. What's the iqattcr with Miss Mist; did you say? i - .. mm- Ob, she ; s got a bad cold, and so have I, but 1 can't go to bod, for all that.' Is she very ill. Norah?' asked Caleb, j as lr.s landlady flounced out of the room ! iu of sonjethiug. | "Indudc, sir, you'd think so if you saw ber,' said Norah,lowering her voice that her mistress might not luar. 'lt's my ! belief the pojr thing won't get over it I licr lungs ami throat Is that sore she I can scarcely brea:b£; aud her room as | cold as al! out doors, and the water a lump of ice iu her pitcher this morniug ; I do iny best for her, but it's a sin and a | sliaaie the nay Miss Starkweather treats i her—she's no more feeling than my shoes!' 'l'm sorry to keep you wailing so for J your breaktatt, Mr Darley.' said M rs. Starkweather, re-entering. She was generally very gracious to Caleb j lie always paid her promptly never com- I plained of hu meal#, and gave her little J tiouble iu any way. •Do you know if poor little Mis? Miut has any friends or relatives anywhere, Mrs. Statkweather?' asked Caleb, iguor ing her remark. | 'No, 1 uon't,' said the widow, a little snappishly. Then, in a bantering tone which ill concealed spiteful feeling: 'You and she seem to have grown to be gieat friends these last three mouths, Mr. Darley-' 'The poor young lady seems to need frieuds.' said Caleb, coldly. Then altering his voice a little: ' You are the most suitable person to befriend her, Mrs. Starkweather, anu 1 am sure you will.' , ,i * Well, sir, I do my bc»t, but you must remember—' 4i 'See that she has a comfortable room, aud a%re, and a doctor, aud all the care ske needs,'said Dai ley, cutting bcrstiort and puUiug a roll of bills iuto ber bauds 'fray nothing about this to her, retneuis ber!'with emphasis. *1 don't wish my name mentioned.' ' Well, sir you're a generous man, 1 must say,' said Mrs. Starkweather as she turned away Bui her inward 'comment wa>: 'Thegreat tool? to throw away his money on that miserable little Miss Miut wheu the overcoat he's wearing dou't look fit to go out ib the street with! But it's all one to me!' smiling to her self as she reflected that the result would certainly be some money io ber own l«ocket. 'Well how is M : ss Miut?' she said, entering the poor girl's room, an boor after. Eileu turned her head feebly too weak to show the surprise she felt. 'How arc you?' repealed Mrs. Stalks weather, tryiug to twist ber acid face iuto a gracious smile as she took the white hand in bers. 'Pretty weak,' whispered El ten, faint ly. ' Well, this won't do, I see. We mast have yon down stairs where yoa'll be more comfortable. Is the bed all ready Norah, and have you made the tire? i ' Yes, ma'am.' 'Well, do you think you can walk, with my help and Noraii's? 1 said Mrs. Starkweather. 'But yon must let me . help you on with your wrapper first.' | Ellen looked at her with a strange mingling of auxicty, gratitude, aud dis. 1 trust in her eyes. She scarcely knew what to make of this aukiraeen kiaduess j but she was faint, skk almost 'unto | death,' and coald not help welcoming it. 1 Yet she nunageded to gasp oat: *Yoa know bow it is with me; I gave you all , the money I had last night. Yon had ( better send me to the hospital—' •Nonsense of hospitalssaid Mrs. ; Starkweather, as she pat back a stray j lock Trom Eileu's face, 'We're not go> ing to serve yon that way. Don't say ' another word about it. All you must think about now is bow to get well.' A tear trickled down Ellen's cheek. 'lf 1 get well, your kindness shall not— -1 will sew for yon—anything.' Her voice died away. The quick thought darted through Mrs. Starkweather's mind that hero was % splendid chance to get ber brown ; merino made over free of charge. But she said aloud: 'Don't say another word. Yon don't s'posc I'm so bard hearted aa net to feel for you, when you're sick, do yon? Here, Norah, raise ber up, aud we'll pat this wrapper ou her. We mean to take good care of you, and get yon well again, my dear.' 'TVold crocodile!' said Norah, io , dignantly, to Bridget, when she found herself in the kitchen again. To see her palaverin' over the poor ti.ing as if she waa the best friend she'd got. Hospital indeed! Only last night she talked ot sendiu' her then herself; and she'd be there before the day is out only for Mr. Caleb. He's a jeod yno mg man, and a kind bcatlgi: there's not many iikebmi. I can tell you now.' vj * * • * • •Will you please put tliat stand by me, Norah, and give luc the pcu and j ink? 5 ♦Now, Miss Ellen, it's not Mr. Caleb would want you to be doing that copying ; f«'i hiiu, I'm sure, and you so weak you can scarcely rsi»(va finger.' 'Oy, I'm much stronger than) I was Norah. and 1 must really get to work again. Please do as 1 ask you No rah.' ' Well, miss but I fell you you're not fit to do it.' As Norah spoke she brought the little s'.and to Ellen's side. Daring the three months that preced ed Ellen's illness Caleb had given ber considerable'copying 4 to do for himself and had interested a few others iu ber. What he did with the numerous manu scripts she copied lor him reinaitfs a mystery. My opinion is that they were stowed away in the bottom of an old trunk iu his room. Elleu worked away tor some time, when sac was disturbed again by the entrance ol Norah. » 'Miss Eilen, Mr. Dartey sends bis regards to ycu, and would you like to take a little ride? He's got a couple of hours to spare, and you know the doctor said it would do you good to go out to-- day.' 'Yes, I would Tike to very much,' said Ellen ber eye fighting with pleasure. Tell Mr. Darley I'm much obliged to him. ilow soon mast Ibe ready?' Norah returned with the message that she must be ready in twenty miuutes. and made haste to bring Ellens wraps (tings and help ber ou with them. 'There!' said &leu suddenly; 'I promised to rip Mrs. Starkweather's dress tonlay.' 'Bother Mrs. Starkweathers dress said Norah indigently. * Oh, Nerali, think bow very kind she's been to me! Will you please bring it down aud after 1 get hack ' "* , Bat N crab could bear this uo longer 'No Miss Elleu I wou't. It passes my patience— to have tliat scaly old cie tur get the credit ot every thing! It's Mr. Caleb, bless biifi! that's done every thing for you, just as it be was your brother.' Elleu turned red and pale alternately 'Norah, what do you mean *—in a trem bling voice. Then Norah told her every thing, though not to speak of it to 'Mr. Caleb.' 'For h«*d be fit to kill me, ma'am.' But Eileu would make no promises. '1 am so glad yon told me, Norah'—in the saute ti emulous voice. *1 tlunk 1 might move up stairs again.' she added: "I km so much better. « - 'ludade yoe won't, aud get a collapse, perhaps,' said Norah, sharply. 'There's Mr. Caleb!'—as there came a rap at the door. Caleb took Ellen to the Park, where be drove about for some time. It was a beautiful spring day; the suu was shine ing, tbe grass aud iufant foliage of the trees eo fresh and green. 'Well,Mis Ellen, you are getting a little coler into those ] ale cheeks,' said Caieb, breaking tbe long siluuoe. 'Yon dou't know bow I've ini&sed yon'—with •{tender glance into the downcast face beside him. Ellen's lip trembled, and in a miuule more a tear rolled down. She tried to speak, but could not. 'mien, what is the maitcr?* said Caleb taking ber band. Then Ellen sobbed oat: 'Oh, I cant bear it! I've just found oat all you've been doing for me, and bow kind you- ve been, and 1 can't bear it! How eaa i ever repay*—ber voice waa choked. 'Dear Ellen shall I tell yon how ? Say 'yes 4 to a question I've been lunging to ask you these throe weeks, and 3on will make me the happiest man la the world. Ellen looked up, bewildered, and met Caleb's tender, questioning gaze. She crimsoned lo the temples. 'Will yon be my little wile Ellen, and shall we set up oar 'ain fireside togeth er?' 'Do yon really care so much tor m« as that?' said Ellen with a laugh that was half a sob. And what will your rela* tiona ny to your mam ing a poor little reporter!" 'Relatives! I have no near and nbould ple*p myself if I had. Come Ellen, will yon have me? 1 can't promise yon a very brilliant future; I'm a poor, hard-working dog, and expect to be to the endafmydaya. A strong arm to nerve' yon, and a warm heart (o love yon— that's all I can offer von Ellen dear,* AU!' said Ellen, Imd laid her U hand iu hi*. Thank God !'aaid CMeb, fervently. I of life icjcteer.'— Jlmpcr* Burner. * ', NO, 26 Gleanings, \V. T. Hl»ck»p|] 4 Co., of Durham, have sent fclOO to the Memphis Suffer ers. I Nothing is more dangerous, so far it s'otir gem-nil health is concerned than to overwork your tongue. , We PsUicm others not so much for what they are worth, as for what they are worth to us. ' JMH I m A Western lawyer is now held up to the fcora and derision ol mankind If • cause be only charged a iiiau $49 for col lecting 14. , A banker having married a fat'old widow with SIOO,OOO, say* it wasn't his wife's face that attracted him so much aa the ''figure." Si making of dancing, a clergyman hits the nail on the head with the remark that usually do more harm with their tongues than with their toes." The youngster who was sent away from the table just as the pastry came on, went sadly up stairs singing, ' Good by, sweet tart, good by." . All the theology in the world has never succeeded in answering the child's question: "Why doesn't God kill the d^vil?" All money packages received at tl»e Treasury Department from yellow fevor districts are, by direction of the Treasure er. disinfected by the use of carbolic acid. We have just been thinking how lan guage came into the world. It was dur ing Adam and Eve's first quarrel, wheti one word brought on another.— Ciitci*- nuli SatvrJay Right. Less wisdom is required in realizing a future than is necessary to use it proper! v. A man of one idea may accumulate money, but it takes a broader mind to spend it judiciously. A Bingham pton, N. V. wife, the other day, fouitd a letter in her husband's old clothes given him to nail eleven rears ago, the noa-receipt of which has estranged two families ever since. A well-known dramatist can say rode things. Some one said to him, last week, "You want a new hat." "Yes, that's quit" true," he replied ; "but why say it? I never told you, you wanted a new head." Memphis having called npon New York for bslp, a number of Sisters of Charity, with characteristic [Kowptness, have left for the afflicted city, and others will follow as their services may be needed. Tn speaking of McJJn, of Florida, Man ton Marble calls haw ",tu ague smitten Pariah." It woa't be a week before Dennis Kearney hurls that epithst at some distinguished bondholder. Baltimore GmuUe. "John, did you take the note to Mr. Jones?" Yes; but I don't think be cau read it" "Why so, John?" "Because he is blind, sir. While 1 was in tho room, be axod me twieo where my hat was; and it was—en my head all the time." The fashion reporter who wrote with reference to a belle, "Her feet were en cased in shoes that might be taken for fairy boots," tied bis wardrobe ap in a haudkerchief and left for parta uuknowu when it appeared the next morning: '■HCT feet were encased in shoes that might he taken for ferry-boats."—Mx. For tw3rty-five years a family of eleven persons baa resided on a farm of forty acres in the fairest part of Devonshire, England, in a miserable hovel containing but one room. They hold no communi cation with their neighbors, abuse and attack any person who ventures near them, live by Jobbery, and are PO sooner out of jail than they take up again their foimerly disorderly courses. •UMTCCTIM Fori. PLACES,' Tlie Boston Scientific J Fern calls at*» tcntion to the importance at this season ol gelling rid ol ail vile smells about dwelling*, ami mak«s Uiia practical sug gestion: The article ot>uiiuMdy atel io disinfect foul places is chloride of time, but in realky.it is out oi much value. It may, aud generally doe*, remove bail smell?, bat the cause still remain*, as »l«e j chloride simply destroys the g*ucon> ; emanations. The much advertised dis ! inieoiauts are usually catrbpcnuv uos>> trains aud unworthy of notice. 0»«e of tlte very best known disinfectants is old tashloued 'cqtperas.' or suliiOaie of iron, which cau be ha«l very cheap. A barrel loi cof>i«raH woofcl weigh probably 3W* pouuds, and can be purchased at wholw f-ale price at a cent awl a bait ]er |«>UIMI. And every family augur, in warm weather, to have a suftdy of "it oa baud. A CUM(>'# O i handful*ot cuppma* thrown into a bucket «t aaier will low , djisMtlre, and it on i'ssu be u-od freely.
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