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No doubi heboid, as we are told, :
But not a man is fitter; . "
His heart is young, his mind is strong
And still hishrigkt eyes glitter.
Then let the cry'be loud and high, . r, -
From Maine toi Louisana !
Three cheers for the grand old Roman,
And the turkey-red bandanna !
As good as gold, this roan must hold;
First place, in our ; affection ; r
As true as steel, we all must feel
Impelled in hla direction
Then let the styout ribs: loudly at, . -
And raise the naming banner t
Three cheers for the grand old Romanjl
Hurrah for the rod bandanna 1 -
EJght at the front he bore the blunt
Of many a bard fought battle.
And stood when shoals of weaker souls
Ran ofl like frightened cattle. .
Let every voice applaud our choice, .
And sing a strong.hoaanna 1
Threecheers for the grand old Roman !
Hurrah for the red bandanna !
This man would grace the highest .place.
To which be might be becRonea ; i .
Therefore, you see, good cause that ' he
Should right'y fill the second.
Then let the cry ring loud a.uu high,
From York to Indiana 1 .
Three cheers for the noble Roman,
And tli6 turkey-red bandanna ! ;
-J, ' N, Y, Sun.
THE END CROMS ALL'
BY EDEN ATHERT0N.
. . r -"i.
How the wind roars, as it rushes'
through the trees! How it tugs: at
the branches, and set the U avcsj by
the ears, and mikes them bustle and
jostle and crowd eaciaptber! Ohi he
is a willy fellow, this wind, i lie
can sigh, if be choose, like an -f ill
used lover, he can whisper airy
nothings, that creep tantalizihgly in
to the ears like the half-lost tiuking
of distant sieigh-beHc; he can flirt,
and toy, and coquette with ; the
blushing red vines that go climbing
i up the tree-trunks, and, verily, one
might think? him. gallantry itself, i
one did not know.
But ho is, a very different fellow
to day. He is rude to the clinging
vine, and rough and boisterous with
the fluttering leaves, that tremble,
and crouch, and turn out their paler
laces at his unkind behavior. . With
what savage glee he flouts along the
road, and- sends the dry dust flying
every which way; then -in a twink
lipg he is over the fence, playing a
wild game of hide-and-seek in rand
out of the snow-white skirts a dry
ing on the lines, and touching them
up here and there with shadows,
delily drawn Jn dry road-dust. He
laughs, slyly, and" giver a merry
whistle as he turns the corner of the
house, whisking off a loose blind tm
he goes. Now down Vke road agAin,
and what have we here? . Why,
great rain-drops, not pouring yet,
but plashing here &nd there, j like
frightened frogs going baek .to their
pond. Here is fine sport! There will
bo umbrellas up, directly, and woe
betide tbem! T.here is one, ow
Pufll See it pointing skyward, with
all its wiry lips, every one; ha, ha,
sport indeed! Not" gallant sport,
though, Mr. Wind; not good-naturs
ed sport, for you haven't selected an
old curmudgeon for your victim,
who would have been well paid for
his many grumblings at the weath
er, by having something real to
trouble him at last, but a poor strug
gling little girl, with tear in her
felue eyes,and her pellow curls blow
ing about a if half mad with de
spair.- Itwasjjowardly, Mr. Wind;
cowardly andcruel! '
But the elements are out for "a
good time, this afternoon. See that si
jagged flash of ligbt run playfully
down through the black cloud yon
der. Crash! What a din! as if all
the guns in Gibralta bad gone off to
getier. What will the poor !' little
traveler do now, think you? Ak,
what can she do, but weep, and sob,
and tremble and hurry on, desper
ately. ' ' " . : '
How it mutters at her, the ugly
thunder." A way off behind her - it
growls, and rumbles, and fires itself
off in spiteful vpifoj-; and then it
runs angrily along, over her head,
and waits for her; and seeing how
'pale she is, it darts a spiteful tongue
at her, and roars again! Ob, home,
where are you? Bang! Down goes
the great apple-tree, not a hundred
yards away.and the lightning dances
about it like a red-eyed .wilchr-oti,
pitty her-the little limbs give way,
and with a hopeless moan she sinks,
face down, in the road. Only for a
moment.though; for two strong Arms
are around her,' and she U . being
borno swiftly on, to the shelter of a
friendly hat that stands just inside
the border of the wood across the
way. Nono.loo . soon, either for
now the rain is coming down in
earnest. - Sheets of it come stream
mg' down, and rush along the road
in little rivers; a soaking " rain; '. a
tempestuous, violent, unreasonable
rain, that there is no arguing with.
kSit down, curly head, upon the log
yonder, and don't be trightened, for
you are safe (tow. To be sure, there
is no floor to our cabin, bat every
thintr i dry here; the rlin . bcatu
with surly persistence on the roof,
bnt it cannot como in, so cheer up!"
She is sobbing still, podr darling, as
if her throbbiug heart would break,
and the strong arras will ni let her
go yet from their protecting grasp,
for she ia clinging wildly . to them,
and wetting I hom with her tear.
How the yellow curls hang drip
ping dismally, over ber shoulders;
and the little mouth, that seems
made only for frailes and kisses, is
Jrawn down into a bow that would
be comical, if it were not so patheti
cally sad. .
'Don't cry, pussy; 1 won't let any
thing hurt you'
It is a boyish voice that speaks,
but so quiet, so reassuring is his
tone, that it quells ber sobbing in
a moment, and looks np into the
bright young face that ''bends" over
herb' as kf to say, believe you
every word."
The face was so kind, titat she
kept looking at it tor a long time,
without speaking. By and by, she
heaved a sigh, and naid:
'I wantto go home'
"So you -shall said the boyiKh
Voice, "as oon as the. rain is over."
They seemed to fit into tbo scene,
art they Hat 'the re, 'like tho figures in
wall-drawn picture. A boy of thir
teen, perhaps; well made and study
for h'a yearn, wiih dark-brown bair,
and eyes almost black. His face
was earnest, for a boy's face and cut
firmly, if not Landsomly. There
was di-terminatioi) in the chin, reso
lution in the eyt-s, ihtelligen'ie every,
where Tiae girl ' was surely five
years younger; and bow pretty she
wait! The boy thought, as knelt with
his arms around Uer, that be had
never seea anj thing quite sopretty
not even excepting his own mother.
The color began to come back to
tbo pale cheeks, and tinted them
like a ripe peach; and the eyes were
deeply, lustrously blue that be could
not look away so strongly did they
draw him. She was daintily dress
ed, too; evidently neither money nor
pains bad been spired to make her
as like a princess A9ouid bo. The
bo' look down at his own well-worn
clothes and bare feet wiih a quick
pang at tho contrast.
Please, said she, presently, "I
would rather you Would not hug me
any moie."
He let her go, and rose to 1isfeot,
still looking her with all his might.
'What makes you stare so? '
"Because you are so so lovely!"
he said, bringing out the last word
in a gasp. She was only half his
age, but was far more at feier ease
than he. Nor did she seem at all
embarrassed by his admiration; she
only smiled, and said: I
"You aren't very lovely, but I like
you.
'Wero you very much scared?" he
asked.
"Indeed 1 was, she cried, her
mouth threatening to go into a bow
again; "and I think you are real
good."
"Well, 1 wasn't going to see you
get wet, if 1 could help it' he pro
tesled, stoutly. Then,! with more
confidence: "What ;isyoar name, and
where do you live, little girl?"
"My name is Editb Andrews Ev
erett, and 1 Uvo at No. 42 Blank
Street, Boston;'
'Bostonl1'
"Oh, don't "live there to-day,
you funny boy; I Ike tbere when I
am home." '
"And where do you live to-day?"
he inquired, with a smile.
In a big house with a lion in, tho
front of it, and I got tired playing
burse with fcoaalojFreddy, "bo $: ran
away. ' ' - - ' -
VWith an umbrella to keep off tho
sun,' I snppose?". - Zr -.t
- 40h, that was mamma's parasol-
and now I have lost' iil'V-. No. mis
take about the bay : now, nor the
tears that made theifway down to
ward it. , .0 - ,
"Never miud,' said1.be boyl'we
won't go home without it. v I know
jflsl where .it liea. ,N6w- dou't you
want to know" my name?"
"Oh, yes. ' It's Johnny; in t it? .'
No.-itTom.
"Well, I suppose it's Thomas Lyn
da:!, to grown people, but iixa Tom
for. short."
"Then Tom, wonH you tell me a
story, like a good boy?"
This was startling, but he was
bound to please ber, and made shift
to repeat some of the old nursery
! . . .
tales that his mother bad otten re
cited to him. They were not amiss,
tor when he slipped the track, his
audience brought , him . up with a
round turn and set him right, being
plainly , more familiar with the facts
than he himself Vas. It did not
seem lotrg when tho rain stopped,
and the sun came out. Indeed,
when Tom said it was time to bo
going, Edith pouted and said she
wanted another story. So Tom did
as he was bidden, only bargaining
that this should be last. When it
was finished Editb gave a little sigh,
and said:
"Now, we'll go home."
But it was muddy and wet in the
road, and Tom could not think of
letting her wade; for he took her in
his arms again. She clasped ber
dimpled arms about bis neck, and
off :they set; not forgetting to call on
the way for the parasol, which wps
a sad wreck of its former self. Tom
knew well enough wher the big
house with a lion in front of it wa.
He: had ften byven-tWra to .oll hU
berries, and as often had 'stood look
ing at it, wondering if some day ho
should tbe rich enough to live in tuch
a palace. One tbe way it was Edith
who gave rein to her tongue, and a
busy prattler she proved to be. She
toW him scores of tales about her
dear nurse and her cousin Freddy,
and the thousand ope games they
played together. Then she pufilod
a long string of colored buttons from
her pocket, and said he must " give
her just one, and then she should
have a hundred. Now buttons on
boy's clothes are generally scarce,
but at some sacrifice of comfort Tom
spared one.
"It isn't pretty." said Edith; "but
I shall al ways think of Tom when I
count that batton."
b. T '-9 -
"inow i warn someining to ro-
memberjEdith by," said Tom.
"But I haven L anything, oxcept
my buttons, and yon ' don't want
those."
"I tell you what 1. should like, anf
that is a piece oE your cart here;
may I?"
"Why, of conrse," laughed E.rjth;
"I've plenty more."
Tom stood her carefully upon the
stone wall that ran along by ,the
aide of tho road, and taking: out a
hideoas-lookingackknife, sawed at
the beautiful bair until be bad cut
off quite a lock of it. Edith looked
at him askance, as he carefully made
a roll of it around his finger, and
put it away with boyish tenderness
in an ancient-looking wallet that ho
producod from somewhere or other;
and then as he put out his arms for
her again, sho looked straight into
his eyes, and said: o
"Yon may take a kiss, toe, if you
like, Tom.'1
Tom was very red, allat once, bat
he took a kiss, right from ifee red
dest part of the pursed-ap lips, and
then they trudged on again.
How short the tinie seemed, when
the lun came . in sight. Up the
wide, gravelly r .carriage-road, that
wound around among stately trees
and gorgeous flowers, went Tom
and his passenger. The great
bronzo knocker on the front doon
frowned at them as they came up
but Tom bravely smote the scowl
ing face with librae pounding knocks.
Tbe door opend, and oat rushed a
little woman in a black dress and a
white cap, and seized Edith, crying
alLthe time for very joy, .
v "Why, where have you been ' so
long, darling? llow could you run
away, and drive your poor old nurse
almost cra5y?-: - --
"Oh, I'm sorry; but I was eaaght
in the rain, and. Tom told mo stories;
and I'm not wet hardly. afbit for he
carried me alitor way."
. "It was very kind in Tom,indeod,'
said tbe nurse, eying bis bare feet a
littleloubtfully; "and if be will wait
a moment till 1 speak to mamma, ho
shall have something for . his trou-
bye, fdith;- J 7''-
"Aren't you going to kiss me?"
she asked, her eyes full of surprise
Tom looked at tbe nurse, who
nodded a! him, for she had a warm
heart for boys; and thus assured, he
knelt down, and once more put his
lips to the rosey ones that were
smiling up at him. Her arms
around her neck again,and her damp
curls brushing his cheek, sho whis
pered,
"Goodbye, dear Tom!"
Then he turned away, and with
the closing of the great door she
vanished from his sight; but from
his memory that moaient never fad-
vu. ftver luruugu mo a'ler years
1 f . 1 " 1. rt 1
carne to him in his loneliest hours a
vision of a 'blue-eyed princes whoso
kiss fell softly on his lips, and who.-e
whisper sounded in his heart like
the murmuring of a soft, summer !
breeze.
Tom's home sras a roseburried
cottage, a mile or so from Bradley
villig. There ho had lived more
than half his life with his mother, of
whose good nes and beauty he was
never tired of thinking. Citj-bom
and bred, she had chosen this rustic
homo as a place of retirement, after
an affliction i that had turned her
flaxen hair to ilver, but had taken
nothing from her beauty. With her
wuL,hctiiaedleT.,8Q 8kilUulwa8
she with'lhem both, sho was able to
keep Tom an-d hcrsolf in comfort,
and could even spare the time to
give lur boy a thorough education
under her own eye, for their goal
was Harvard. She was ' a lovely
mother, -not only in -disposition and
in manner, but in face and fijruro.
Not much taller now than Tom
himself, in his sturdy boyhood, thero
was a grace -and dignity abouA ber
that gave her tho air of a queen.
Her eyes were a deep blue, almost
like Edith's, as Tom said to himself;
and fringed with lashes long and!
sweeping; The pallor of earlier
days bad given place in her cheeks
to a soft flush, like sunshine filtered
throqgh the! fingers of a child. But
though Tom was so much with his
mother, and so fond of her, be was
nonetbo less a boy; and be led the
yoongB.tersof- the village in their
roughest . sports. Whenever any
practical joke of unusual audacity
was perpetrated, tho villagers with
one accord -gave 'Tom Abe credit for
it, but with so ranch quiet enjoy
ment that their friendliness for the
author was not to &e dog-feted. Thus,
in work and p'ay, the years went
on until Tom, having successfully
passed the examination, became a
Harvard freshman; and here, lest de
tails should weary, let us step on
the nkagic carpet,and leap four 3-ears
of time in the twinkling of an eye.
. . II.
Class day at Harvard is a day to
be rotnembered; and for Torn it was
doubly so; for not only was he to be
4he poet of the ocoasQfi, but his
mother, whom he had seen but little
since he entered college, bad cojne
with tbo jest of the world, to listen
Lio his recitation. What a bouanot
of bonnets j and faces! ' Everybody
was there, listening and ready to
laugh at all the good hits. One fits
tie lady in an indescribable hat and a:i
fluffy white dress decked with blue
ribbons, seemed particularly, inters
ested and delighted as Tom "Tolled jj
out his rhymes, and clapped 'J berl
hands as often and as loudly aa sbe
could,1 leaning eagerly forward, so as
hot to lose a word. But when Tom
caught her eye, how her face Jight-1
ed up to be sure! It was as if a hun-j
dred prisms had flashed upon you
all at once. Who should it bo but
Edethf Tom knew ber,and could
not for bear Bonding ber a smile; and
as he went on, he looked, right at her,
and spoke so eloquently that' the
pcoble set a storm of applause, Once
only had met her siuce that stormy
day, seven years before, - He was. in
bis wayside but, a few; months be
foro the beginning ; of - his college
days, roasting sweet potatoes for- &
lunch, on bis way home from a visit
to his tutor, when who should peep
in btjt Edith. She was larger, more
mkchevious and prettier, but other
wise the. same as before; and : sho
bad run away again; but this time it
was from ber &oardi ng-scnool, where
they; bad locked her iyr room lor
impertinence to , one of the profess
sors. Bein brave and agile, she
climbed out of the window land fled
from the neighborhood, - Tom ' was
at pome pains tose her back, again J
and plead for ber pardon. Or the
way, instead of teliing her stone, be
had.madeonsonse rhymes for ' her
benefit: and be lt remarked that on
this occasion thre bad been no exs
change of kiosov albeit tbo friend
ship had ripened apace. f
Tom had another interested friend
in the audience that day, in tho pen.
son of Mr. Odbca'AC., a gentlemon
who had chanced upon him at a
j musical gathering; and bad taken
him to! Ms heart forth wath. He was
1 , O'
i a lawyer of good practice, and
a
1 i i 1 I .1 m . .
oacneior; ana lora was mueu sur
pa'ised,! whew the morning exercises
wero over, to see him seek out Mrs.
TjvndalL' nndniloL hor toward her
.-j - , , ----
'son. More surprised was ho, when
he felt! himself pushed into a room
crowded wjith bis friends, and up to
a table loaded with gcodslhings.
This ia Tom's spread," remarked
Mr. Osborne to Tom's mother. "It's
all right."
Tbe young man himself
greatly asnatzed to say
much, but. did what justice he; could
to the occasion, 4xnd then with some
incole
friend,
ont thanks to his generous
hurried away to the Vports
arounHJbjeroej
Jlfler he
had
an J
rah-rnh-rah'd
himself hoarse,
with bis hands full of flowers, was
waiting to see w,hom he should fav
or, ho Ppied Edith, smiling and nod
ding atj him. He hun-ied to her,
heaped tbe flowers in her lap, then
stood looking at her, with hardlya
word to say. She had gro vn sur
prisingly tall, and was prettier than
ever; and she shattered her Congrats
ulations in a way that was most cap
tivating. She reminded him slyly
of the last time they had met, and
asked him to make another nonsense
rhy melon the spot. At this ehal
lengo, Tom was himself again, and
at oncod sciibbled on ber fan.
Thorewns a young lady I knew-; bee
eyes were bewitchingly blue; ber
hair, it was yellow, and what could
a fellow, not blessed with a piece of
it, do?'f She taugbed gayly, and aid
he should never have a second piece,
to compare with his other speci
mens. I Then, as he took hi leave,
she bade him goodsbye, for as she
ruefully said.sbe was"off for Vassar;
three years of endurance vile'
' j (TO BE CONTINUED.)
Tammany Hall Burned.
Tammany Hall, of New York, the
time-honored headquarters of the
oldest social and political organizes
tion in the Union the famous wig
wam whose braveg point proudly to
a history that is older; than the
Constitution itself had its bablism
of fire on Wednesdav morning, the
6th. : inst. Tb'o Star, speak iug of
1 am many, bays: - -
v Little else than the wrlls of the
historic building were saved. This,
however, will not prevnt the wig
wam from taking its share in tbe
general glorifilcation over the resnit
ottlio JNational Convention at bt.
Louis.' Tbe fires of Tammany will
be kept burning as yore, its ban-
in js flying, its transparencies lighted
and At 6W QUO followers, energetic
and enthusiastic, will word like
bcroes nhull tho close, of live poU
on Election day4 to make dcmbly
ure the reeleciton of roveaJlove
land. . '. j" ".
The old hall will be rebuilt for
the Tammany treasury is rich,
That treasury has su replied the
sinews of war for many a f rcsiden
tial -campaign, and loyal Tammany
votes have always been depended
on to swell Uie majfly bv which
the Democracy, wjjen In gbttng
trim, can sweep tho Jkmpiro state.
Long before Xhetv&A work of elec
tion begins the wig warn, rcbabilita
ted and redeeoraied, its great hall
draped with ibe baaners of all the
-States! will renu&il with ihn music
of tbo amDaiirn. and wita the
eloquence tif the Democratlo leaders
4
was too
nuMocou
. Down on " the' "Bcashoro- a- singlo
wave from a pretty, woman's hand
kerchief will attract more attention
than all tbe waves of bid ocean v pu i
logetn er. Texas Siftingn., : :
- '. i .--." ?
v "When I loolc at the congregation,
paid a London - preae brt, "I. ay,
JWbcro are tlie'poor?,r-When I count
tr.o oueriory m the vestry i . say.
v ncre are . the
Church v
rion?, Living
- .iratber. vl loirn with sorrow my ,
son, that you are getting to bo very
fast. Son.' .-You' vo ben misin
formed, father my tailor, aya L'ra
tbe slowest raau to has got on :hia
bouks " - '--i - - - "
." r shall have to tell vour father.?
EitfhuveaWoId.ToungsierVlddn,K'
jare for that; my father isn't ray bos.'
rWhois my. lad my? V "Mother is;
she makes as both stand round at
Anxious Pathor Why, what'd tha
matter?
Little Son Moan' Dick was olar-
inc wo"WaB AboLincoln an soiittiu'
rails; an'v'en.wo got that big board
all chopped up mamma camo oat an'
took tho wood in the bouse tor uin-
dlia'..
Bat ybu di!ift fant.tho wood
did you?"
"Then what are you crying for?" I
"I've just found out 1 I ain't
been playin" I I've been worUiu
boo' boor Omaha World.
A toi&t Commercial Truth.
Johnny whose father is an editor)
Say, Mr. Storekeeper, do you keep
sugar, coffee, tea, calico and 'things?
Storekeeper Certainly, my buy.
Johnny Yes, and pa says' you
will koep'em unless you advertise.
Tid Ibis.
His Enjoyment Interfered With.
That sermon was the finest i ff rt
I ever hear,'' said a man on his way
home from church. 'I wouidon.'t
have missed it for $20."
."I'm glad you onjoyed it, John,"
said his wife.
"Yes I .enjoyed it; but thore was
one thing that:annoyed mo.".
Wuax.JULaatbtt kJfo Il'jZ!L . .
"1 had :fho -change in my poclct."
less than a half dollar for the contri
bution box. Now York Sun, .
Oaugbtat Last
"it mast be very lonesome sitting
all by yourself in your oflSco balanc
ing your books at night, John said
an affectionate wifo.
'It isfmy darling.,'
"I have been thinking about -it for
some time and now I bavo got a de
lightful surprise for you.
"A delightful surprise?' ;f
"Yes, dear. I sent lor my moth
er yesterday; and I expect her every
minute. 1 moan to nave ner stay
with us quite a while. Sho will tako
care of ttie bouse' at night and lock
after the childten, and I can griown
town and sit in your ofSco with yoti
wbile 3'ou work.A - .
The dev- -that is to say I
couldeu't thiok oi yoa going down
towci
Jt is rav dutr. dear John, i
ought to bavo thought of jt before,
but it never came to c my eiind ; till
yesterday. Uh, , Joha, 4orgive m.l
Forgive me for not thinking of your
comfort sooner. But I will go witb
you to-night.' -
"lo-night? W bf, I I the fact
ia I got through with my books last
n'ght.".. . t - .
K)b; yoaSdid?;; How delightful!
And you can now stay at home every
eveoing! I'm so gladj' ; ." V -"
.-And the doliguled wife ran off to
make preparation for the reception
of her mother, '" while her husband
with sombre brow sat staring at tbo
coals in the grate, in which be could
seo the picture of a motherint-law'fi
reproviug faco and a poker party
w&u a vacant chair. ; f -
A devilfish or ocean 'ram pire was
aocidentiaMy caught., near Tampico
Mexico in a fishing seee recently
Kopea wore thrown around tho
monster, and ny tbe aid of horses it
wasdrawit U the ehor. It weighed
two tons, ind, when. jread out 011
the beach dead, presented every ap
..'e . 1... ......
pcarancu 01 an enoi muux uau or vam
pire. It measured fifteen feet long
and seventeen feet wide froA tho
edges of tho pectoral fiu i, and iU
mouth was five fct-t across. , A nnm
ber of them bad been seon for - eomo
time, but all efforts to each one bad
proved futile. ,
Thore&s a ray Id ennieb our lands
that Is by plowing ofiea And raising
clover, and all of w xaa keep raoro
stock and make manure if. wel'Will
only try, We can ifH-reit&a our for
age crop each year by a Utile ealcu
-Jbuon he! ore hand -
M SLZC3 JOT