THE BEST IS THE CHEAPEST! 
the brilliant game which lie had mastered so 
thoroughly, and took his seat at the board, but , 
lar interior players defeated him repeatedly. 
“ gee what I have lost in that room,” he mut¬ 
tered, as he walked homeward. “ Hall is book¬ 
keeper to day, with two thousand per year, 
while 1 only get my paltry six hundred. A year ! 
ago we were equal. I’ll begin to see if I can 
make up some of my lost time.” 
His good resolves were tolerably well kept, 
and now he is u third-rate merchant in a third- 
rate city,—while the returns of Internal Reve¬ 
nue for LSflfi showed no man more prosperous 
than Mark UaLL, no firm more sound financial¬ 
ly than that of Hall & Stringer. Two or 
three years since, Puffman decided to leave the 
old firm, and settle in a rural district, where for 
the remainder of his life he might live at ease. 
But few' negotiations were necessary to complete 
the bargain, when his share of the business and 
good-will passed happily to Mark Hall. The 
ambition of the latter hail been to become a 
thorough merchant, and as he had left no stone 
unturned, no moment, unimproved, the measure 
of his ambition v as now full. 
Young man, just starting in the world, the 
moral Is for you. Make your business a pleasure 
if possible, but never make pleasure your busi¬ 
ness, while anything better or more desirable 
remains unaccomplished. Especially, never ex¬ 
pect that hard application afterward w ill make 
up for the (/olden opportunity ouce lost. 
“I believe, in study, but not all the time,” re¬ 
adied David, as he turned away at the call of 
duties. 
The result of all was that the last speaker 
went to the chess-rooms that evening, and wit¬ 
nessed a very brilliant game, returning at a late 
hour well satisfied with himself. His friend, on 
the contrary, spent the evening in hard study, 
and sought his pillow with an aching temple. 
Mark 11ai.l and David Worthy, the two 
young men with whom we have been dealing, 
were salesmen in the extensive house of Puke- 
man & Stringer. The fact that both were from 
the country, received the same salary, and were 
frequently thrown together iu the discharge of 
their duties, had created a strong feeling of 
friendship between them. Still many of their 
characteristics were quite different. While 
David Worthy was quite anxious to make his 
mark iu the world, and enter society with honor, 
Mark Hall cared very little for any of the in¬ 
fluences which surrounded him. He was deter¬ 
mined to succeed, and as a means of success 
devoted his time to such study as he deemed 
moat, important for him. 
The year of which Worth y had spoken passed 
away, and on one of the last days in April the 
young men stood together in the counting-room. 
It was a dull, rainy day, and none were stirring, 
so that they had plenty of leisure. 
“ Well, Mark, said David,” I count myself 
the ninth best chess player in the city. I played 
four games with Rudd yesterday, and beat him 
every one.” 
“ Rather a long count,” said the one address¬ 
ed, with a faint smile. “ Had you heard that 
the book-keeper is going to leave us ?” 
“ What, Sanford.Henry ?” 
“ Yes, he is goiug into Coon’s Commission 
House.” 
“Is that a laet? Then we shall have a new- 
one I suppose. Who may it be, I wonder? 
Henry is a right good fellow, and 1 fear we’ll 
not get another to suit us as well.” 
“I wonder why I'ukeman hasn’t said anything 
to us about salary,” he pursued, a moment later. 
I know what his cry will be, ‘ hard times.’ 
“I take it we shall have to work another year 
for the Bamo, though, to tell the truth, I need a 
rise, I’ve got a few debts 1 cannot well pay off 
with only six hundred. It beats all how they 
grind the face of clerks In a big city like this 1” 
Mark did not reply for a moment, and before 
he had resolved how to speak, the door opened 
and the very person of whom they had been 
conversing, Mr. Puffman, entered, immedi¬ 
ately behind him came a short, wheezy looking 
man, with an immense pair of spectacles. 
“Ah, how do you do, Mark?” said the pro¬ 
prietor. “ 1 was looking for you.” 
“ For me, sir! I regret—” 
“Never mind, never mind; I might have said 
I was going to look for yon. This gcntletnau 
wishes to speak witli you. Mr. Guttenschloss, 
my clerk, Mark Hall.” The man with the 
big specs and unpronounceable name greeted 
Mark kindly, though with a fearful accent. 
“ Sprecken sir Dcntchf" he asked. 
Mark responded in the affirmative, and they 
at once entered into conversation. Mr. Gut- 
tenschloss seemed a merchant from Germany, 
about to open a branch house In New York, and 
w ished a young man for assistant. But he re¬ 
quired a perfect mastery of both German and 
English, with a knowledge of book-keeping in 
both languages. An hour's conversation satis¬ 
fied him that Mark would answer. 
“ Me give you five huudred dollar a year,” he 
said. 
“ But I get more than that w-here I am, with 
no responsibility upon me,” be replied, with a 
smile. 
Guttenschlosb nodded to Puffman with a 
smile, muttered, “all right,” and passed out. 
“ What does the Dutchman mean ?” Hall in¬ 
quired, thinking his employer might throw 
some light upon the transaction, 
“I’ll tell you,” that person answered, indi¬ 
cating a sent, while himself took one near. 
“That was all u little farce, the object of which 
yon will see. Our book-keeper, Sanford Hen¬ 
ry, is going to leave us. Before going he 
wishes to see a competent man tilling his place, 
so that there may be no vexations or uncertain¬ 
ty. He recommended you to fill his place. 
Now, you know that one of the requirements of 
that position is that a man be a good German schol¬ 
ar, as well as a perfect accountant. Mr. Gutten¬ 
schloss is a perfect German linguist and mer¬ 
chant, so that I left it with him to determine 
your capability.” 
“Aud he thinks me worthy a five hundred,” 
said Hall, uncertain how to take the matter. 
“ lie offers you that,” replied Puffman, “be¬ 
cause he does uot need your assistance. I will 
oiler you the position of book-keeper in this 
establishment and the salary we now give—two 
thousand dollars! You can accept it, or take 
your chances for doing better!” 
“I never should be likely to do better,” was 
the confused reply. “ But you will not find me 
capable, I fear.” 
“ We are willing to try you,” was the rejoiu- 
der. “ Come on, you have no time to lose.” 
And Mark walked away to take his new po¬ 
sition. 
“You are in luck, Mark,” said David Wor¬ 
thy, when they met again. “You have gone 
out of my reckoning, all at a jump. I wish I 
had your, German education. Won’t you in¬ 
struct. me, so that I may at least master the ru¬ 
diments?” 
“Certuiuly. But how do you suppose I 
learned my German, as also much of my knowl¬ 
edge of book-keeping ?” 
“ I’m sure 1 don’t know,” said David, though 
he really had a surmise quite near the truth. 
“Well, David, I learned it while you were 
playing chess I Did I do well ?” 
Worthy did not say more, for he felt a sting 
iu the heart. That evening he went to the 
chess-rooms for the last time. He looked upon 
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River, sparkling river, I have fault to And with thee: 
River, thou dost never give a word of peace to me! 
Dimpling to each touch of sunshine, wiinpiing to each 
air that blows, 
Thon dost make no sweet replying to my sighing 
for repose. 
Flowers of mount and meadow, I have fault to find 
with you: 
So the breezes cross and tOBB you, so your cups are 
filled with dew, 
Matters not though sighs give motion to the ocean of 
your breath: 
Matters not though you are filling with the chilling 
drops of death 1 
Birds of song aud beauty, lo! I charge you all with 
blame: 
Though all hapless passions thrill and fill me, you are 
still the same. 
I can borrow for my sorrow nothing that avails 
From your lonely note, that only speaks of joy that 
never fells. 
O! indifference of Nature to the fact of human pain 1 
Every grief that seekB relief entreats it at her hand 
in vain; 
Not a bird speaks forth its passion, not a river seeks 
the sea, 
Not a flower from wreaths of Summer breathes in 
sympathy with me. 
O! the rigid rock is frigid, though its bed be summer 
mould. 
And the diamond glitters ever in the grasp of change¬ 
less gold; 
And the laws that bring the seasons swing their cy¬ 
cles as they must, 
Though the ample road they trample blind the eyes 
with human dust. 
% 
Moons will wax in argent glory, though man wane to 
hopeless gloom; 
Stars will sparkle in their splendor, though he darkle 
to his doom; 
Winds of heaven he calls to fan him, fan him with an 
icy chill. 
And the shifting crown of clouds go drifting o’er him 
as they will. 
Yet within my inmost spirit I can hear an undert one, 
That by law of prime relation holds these voices as 
its own,— 
The full tonic whose harmonic grandeurs rise through 
Nature's words, 
From the ocean's thunderons rolling to the trolling 
of the birds. 
Spirit, O! my spirit 1 Is it thou art out of tune? 
Art thon clinging to December, while the earth is in 
its June? 
Hast thou dropped thy part in nature? Hast thou 
touched another key ? 
Art thou angry that the anthem will not, cannot, wait, 
for thee ? 
Spirit thou art left alone—alone on waters wild; 
For God is gone, and Love is dead, aud Nature spurns 
her child. 
Thon art drifting in a deinge, waves below and clouds 
above, 
And with w'eary wings come hack to thee, thy raven 
and thy dove. 
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A ROMANTIC INCIDENT 
A romantic incident oecurcd here last week, 
which has been thus related to me:—A young 
rnan from Philadelphia lost his heart to a pretty 
girl frorn that city, whose father was the presi¬ 
dent of a prominent, bank there, and very 
wealthy. He was a salaried clerk, though of 
very good family, and was unwilling, on account 
of poverty, to propose marriage, even though 
he had reason to believe hiB passion was return¬ 
ed. He made this confession, It seems, to one 
of his friends, and the story of his modesty aud 
pride reached the young lady’s ears, and touched 
iter very naturally. A few weeks after, the fair 
Philadelphian was driving on the beach alone, 
w hen her horse became frightened at the surf 
and ran off at a furious pace. She lost all con¬ 
trol of the terrified animal, which had run at 
least two miles, when the enamored swain, ex¬ 
actly as it happens iu romances, chanced to be 
w alking by Die border of the sounding main, us 
Homer would put it, thinking of his cheerless 
furturc without the idol of his soul, (for further 
soplioinorienl phraseology see Sylvan us Cobb, 
Jr.) In a few moments he held the horse’s head *, 
was dragged a few hundred yards before be eonld 
cheek the annual's course, and then snatched 
the half-fainting girl from the vehicle. Once in 
his arms she swooned wholly, of course. He 
held her In his embrace until she recovered. 
She murmured her gratitude; he his passion; 
and they walked to the hotel with rosy blushes 
all over their faces. That night the wealthy 
banker heard of his daughter’s rescue, and, after 
talking with her, he discovered that she loved 
the fellow. The following morning he sent for 
the clerk, and discovered that the fellow loved 
the girl. 
“ Why in creation didn’t you propose to her ? 
How was she or I to know r anything of the state 
of your heart unless you told her about, it ? You 
don’t expect a pretty woman with $200,000 in 
her own right to run about with her love in her 
hand, asking handsome scapegraces like your¬ 
self, to take it, do you ?” 
“ 1 kuew, &ir, that I was very poor, and you 
very rich, that it was not probable you would—” 
“Nonsense! I don’t want my daughter to 
marry a bank account. My own is high enough 
for Iter. You are worthy; and if you love her 
go and tell her so, and let me hear no more stuff 
about poverty and wealth.” 
The young man went, and I presume the two 
cams to an understanding, as 1 am informed they 
are to be married the first week in November. 
The narrative is not u whit original or new, ex¬ 
cept in the fact that the pater-fauiilias has sense 
enough to prefer his (laughter’s hapjtiness to 
superfluous riches. . 1 would like to give his 
name for the benefit of an example, I can’t of 
course, though 1 may say if you read the sign 
No.— Third street, Philadelphia, you will learn 
who the wise Croesus is. —Atlantic City Cor. 
Cincinnati Gazette. 
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MUSICAL ON DITS, 
The man who sang “I am lonely since my 
Mother died, ” isn’t quite so lonely now. The 
old man married again, and bis step-mother 
makes it lively enough for him. 
The one who gave the “Old Folks at Home” 
to the world has recently taken them to the poor 
house, as they were getting troublesome. 
The author of “ Shells of the Ocean” is in the 
clam business. 
The man w r ho wanted to “ Kiss him for his 
Mother,” attempted to kiss his mother for him, 
the other day, and him gave him a walloping “for 
his mother.” 
The one who wailed bo plaintively, “Do they 
miss me at home ?” was missed the other day, 
together with a neighbor’s wife. He is missed 
by a wife and seven children. 
The author of “ Three blind Mice,” has started 
a menagerie with them. 
“Give me a cot in the valley I love, ” has got 
a cot in the infirmary. 
“ I’d offer thee this hand of mine,” has been 
sued for breach of promise. 
The author of the “ Old Arm Chair,” is still 
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of the country.—Ohio Statesman. 
A laborer while breaking stones on the road¬ 
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was thus accosted by a companion, “ I say Tum¬ 
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other: “ hast ’ee found one?” 
V BUCKEYE 
1ST j | Bell Foundry 
4*4 ^4^ Esta ','' ,i,ad i837 - 
VAXDIZEN A TIFT, 102 & 104 East Second si., 
manufacturers of Bells for Churches, 
Written for Moore’s Rural New-Yorker. 
CHESS: 
A SKETCH FOR. THE YOUNG 
BY JAMES L. BOWJ5N 
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Come* down to the chess-rooms to-night, 
Mark, and see some fine playing. Two of the 
best players in the city are to have a mutch 
game there, and it will be worth witnessing, I 
assure you.” 
“Don’t believe I’d better, David, replied 
Mark, who was a yonng man with fine, intel¬ 
lectual features, and a pleasing expression. The 
first speaker way a flue looking youth, but quite 
different In general appearance. 
“Why not, Maxck?” he asked, seeming half 
displeased at the reply. “It won’t take more 
than an hour, and you don’t find such a chance 
every day.” 
‘‘Quite true; but then I should not under¬ 
stand the game Well enough to derive as much 
advantage from it as you.” 
“ But you can play some, and a few evenings’ 
practice would make you a really good player. 
Why-don’t you take hold of it? There’s no fun 
like a good game of chess.” 
“I allow that a good game of chess, for those 
who have time to devote to it, is flue amusement. 
Still, at this present time I have not an hour 
which I can spare.” 
“ What do you do with all your time after the 
store closes? There are three or four hours be¬ 
fore the time you speak of going to bed.” 
“I’ll tell you, David. I employ every hour 
I can get in reading aud study. When I sec how 
little I know, and the possibilities that lay be¬ 
fore a man in this great city, 1 do not fool as 
though I ought to neglect a moment.” 
“But you need not study so exclusively,” 
said Davtd, who sComGd a little piqued at the 
answers of his friend. “ 1 don’t care to say it, 
Mask, hut I do fear you are losing a great chance 
for working your way into society by being thus 
exclusive.” 
“ No matter for that, not a hit. Business first, 
and then pleasure. I’ve not the menus for mak¬ 
ing a distinguished appearance in society, if I 
wished.” 
“ But you have as much salary as I, and I 
don’t fall behind any. Besides, I expect we’ll 
both have more another year.” 
“ M ho can tell what another year may bring? 
Whether I have more salary or uot, I mean to 
have more of a business education next year 
than I have now.” 
“I don’t know how you may get it better than 
by mingling with society as much ns may be.” 
“ I see enough of society during the day,” re¬ 
turned Mark. “ I tell you there is hard study 
back of this, for such as you and I, or we can 
never expect to succeed.” 
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rugged path, heset with “wait-a-bit” thorns, 
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serves it. He is weary of the dull prose of life, 
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try at home. 
Warm greetings from loving hearts, fond 
glances from bright eyes, and welcome shouts of 
children, the many thousand little arrangements 
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thoughtful and expectant love, the gentle min¬ 
istrations that disencumber us into uu old and 
easy seat, before we are aware of it; these and 
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