MOOSE’S RUSAL NEW-YORKER, 
r. 
au§, a 
tea,” she said to her husband at the dinner-table. 
“ If I do you will come for me, won't you? " 
He reflected a moment. 
“I told you last night, Georgy, tiiat I should 
have to be front home an hour or two this even¬ 
ing. There is to be a meeting of the officials of 
the mill at half-past, seven. 1 should be too 
tired to dross and go up to your aunt’s after¬ 
wards.” 
41 J had forgot ten," she said quietly; so quietly 
that he thought she did not care. 
When he was gone she went to her bedroom 
to arrange tier toilet for Him,mil. She put on the 
best she had, of course. She had a genius for 
dress: and, despite the mended gloves, she 
looked as stylish as she did pretty. 
Just as she approached her aunt's gate old 
Mrs. Halibut-ton, in her velvets and steelest of 
Steel-colored Silks, was being banded from her 
carriage by her son- The Hallburtous were the 
owners of the mill in which John Randall was 
employed. Stephen, the only son, had Just re¬ 
turned from five years' residence abroad. These 
two facts caused Georgy to scrutinize Hie moth¬ 
er and son somewhat closely; and, doing so, 
Stephen Haliburton raised his bat to her. 
44 A pretty face," he remarked, carelessly, to 
his mother. 44 1 suppose it is some one I have 
known or should know." 
Old Mrs. Halibut-ton, with her keen eyes and 
beak nose glanced sharply back toward Georgy, 
whom she had not perceived, and nodded. 
44 It is that young person whom Jane Appleton 
brought up. She is married now to one of our 
men, 1 believe." 
Georgy found Paul Appleton and his bride 
holding a sort of formal reception. The rooms 
where her own wedding had been solemnized 
a year before were quite Itilod with guests. A 
very daint y and graceful bride was the now Mrs. 
Paul, in her lavender train and point-lace shawl. 
Georgy tried not to fee) the least tinge of envy 
as she looked at her. 
Aunt Appleton had always a sense of gratitude 
towards her protege for having forborne to fas¬ 
cinate either of her own marriageable boys, and 
this grot Unde cropped out in active kindness un¬ 
der the exultation she lelt over Paul's match. 
Georgy moved easily about the well-i urnlshcd 
rooms: somehow she seemed just fitted for such 
surroundings. The subdued, well-bred manners, 
the faint pciTumes, the refined tacos, and the 
rich dresses, were like a stimulant to her. She 
needed such quickening to be fully herself. Her 
composed, delicate beauty unfolded to perfec¬ 
tion In this atmosphere. 
She had boon talking to one and another, 
lakiug tn shapes and trimmings with her quick 
artist's eye, and In a pause was just reflecting 
upon the hang of the now curtains, when a voice 
said near her: 
44 1 seem not to beabloto recall youaball, Mrs. 
Vandal!. Vet 1 must have known you before I 
went away. My mother has just told me your 
name, and 1 have come to reclaim acquaintance 
jf you wilt permit me." 
44 1 remember you perfectly, Mr. Haliburton, 
Georgy returned quietly. 44 1 was hardly grown 
up when you loft us, five years ago." 
14 Five years? Ah, true enough! Won’t you 
take this chair ? What a lovely lily! Why, it is 
not real ?" 
44 No: these wax flowers are very like nature, 
though almost a plagiarism; don't you think 
so, Mr. Haliburton?” 
44 why, yes. it must be quite difficult to make 
them. 1 dare say they bring a good price." 
Under her serene smile a quick thought, went 
through Georgy KniidaU's mind. She began to 
examine t ho gentleman before her with interest. 
Stephen Haliburton was a gentleman by habit, 
and a man of the world by force of circum¬ 
stances. Hut nature intended him for a dili¬ 
gent, painstaking, persevering man of business. 
If he was not a great ora very good man, it 
was because he had so much time, so much 
money, so much flattery. Ho was spoiled by his 
opportunities, yet he needed only the right in¬ 
fluence to elevate him beyond himself. He w-as 
thirty vears old now—he was past the age when 
a man disdains to be led by a woman. Hut 
Stephen Haliburton had never disdained it. He 
had always been led by the keen-eyed, beak¬ 
nosed woman in stool silk, who, as Georgy 
talked with the heir, sat holding her wine-cup 
up to the firelight not far off, 
The heir seemed to like Mrs. ltandall s talk: 
perhaps because then; was so little of it. In re¬ 
turn he was rather unreserved—gossiping about 
lits plans and his prospects. He said that he was 
glad to get home. He meant to settle down at 
Millville now, look alter his lactones and the 
operatives, and introduce some improvements. 
Ho wanted a better class of work -more tasteful 
designs; he hadn't seen a pretty print from the 
factory. Didn’t Mrs. Randall agree with him ?" 
Yes; she agreed with him. It was a strange 
basis for parlor gossip—oils, chemicals, designs 
for calicoes. He was surprised to timl how 
much she knew about it; and she she was a 
little surprised herself. The most, delicate pink 
began to flush her cheeks, the irises of her eyes 
grew into great black flakes, lull ol lustei. All 
at once, at last, she turned a casual glance 
without the window. 
44 VThy,” she said, with a slight start, 44 it is 
almost dark. And I believe it is raining. I must 
go at once." 
Site stepped towards the window. Great 
plashing drops were falling upon the flagstones. 
The dull November daylight was almost gone. 
Mr. Haliburton rose also. 
“ Did you walk ?" he inquired. 44 Lot us take 
you home. My mother will be going soon." 
The little stir attracted Mrs, Appleton, who 
most of the guests having gone—was devoting 
herself to Mrs. Haliburton. 
44 Stay to tea, Georgy," site suggested. 44 John 
knows you are here docs he not ? ” 
44 Yes; but it is raining. I think I had better 
not stop. 4 ’ 
44 1 have been asking Mrs. Randall to take a 
seat with us, mother,” interposed Stephen Hali¬ 
burton. 
"Ah, yes!" said the lady, with contracted 
nostrils and prolonged lip again. “1 shall be 
happy.” 
And then the keen eye overlooked Georgy, as 
John Kandall turned, with a feeling akin to 
desperation, to meet his employer. It had gone 
through him like a thunderbolt, ns the cashier 
si«oke, that he was to be displaced, Stephen 
Haliburton simply said, as John faced him, 44 I’ll 
not detain you now, Mr. Randall. I shall call 
this evening to let you know ot the changes I 
feel obliged to make." 
And the owner bowed, and ten. him. 
With i he money In his nerveless hands, John 
Randall walked homeward like a m in dazed, 
lie was to lose hi.s place. For what reason he 
could not conjecture. Hut to lose ii was to lost- 
reputation, courage- every thing. He had never 
Imagined pitch a possibility as that. The money 
that lie carried- he should not dare to make a 
pre -ent ol' it to Georgy now. He might have to 
If to ask if there were any just cause why the wait for other employment. It might, bt- needed 
Halibiirto,i carriage. Ihe Haliburton horses, and "AstS "to His 
it, mftfht be the Hilliburton heir, should iru\ersc ^ ( ^|j 
the length of Millville to take homo this young (ieoi^y, evidently* had not overlooked the 
person, who hud married one of the Haliburton recurrence of their wedding day. The cosy 
* . ’ rooms of the cottage all wore a little ah- ol ies- 
einpioyces. ..... , . tJvitv. Some slender vases held the glwmiugs of 
Georgy Stood unmoved, a little concerned us ( tll , flower-beds; chrysanthemums - blood-red, 
to whether her last dress and bonnet should while, and purple -verbenas,andsoarletgerani- 
walk or ride, not at all concerned us to her own urns. .. . „,i,„, ni „i„ 
’ She came to the door that night to meet, mm— 
disposal. 0 |,e of her 44 company ” dresses on. some knots 
The factory bell bad done ringing, and John ( ,j velvet fastening her collar, and seeming to 
Randall was in sight of home just as the carriage give a glow and brightness to her white sk in. 
•" w. .. »'■>!',--m" r, "T',. . . i .ajs-tear 
wile stopped I rom it. He did not, hovsovor, for years l»elore. Bins was corning hack to him 
overhear her say to Stephen Halburton, 44 If you again! That was the thought that thrilled him. 
mil to-morrow arientoon. I will show you what Her infatuation if such It had been was at 
„ an end. She was his once more! And then, 
I mean. ...... . close upon his new happiness, came the dreary 
44 Had you a pleasant afternoon / her husband recollection id his Ipsl situation. He thrust the 
asked, by-and-by, as they sat at the tea-table. money in his pocket. By-and-by in- would toil 
44 Very pleasant," she said, thoughtfully. >von q mSm , waiting supper for an hour, 
"It was very polite in Mrs. Haliburton to w ,„ y 0U , John? 4 ’ she asked, as alic led him in. 
bring you home." 41 1 am going to give you something nice. by-and- 
44 Yes, I should have spoiled my dress." by, and I think Mr. Haliburton will he in. 
i ■ i-.fi. John Randall s blued trow once more. It was 
It was always with a little effort that John I)|)( r<J1 . then, flint all these preparations 
Randall could get Ills wife to talk, and she were made. Gregory had never spoken Mr. 
seemed peculiarly silent to-night, uml absent us Haliburton’* name to lilui In-lore, lie could 
.„,,n feel that she was embarrassed as she did so. 
\\ < ii as suom. >> j want you to dress, John," she added, coax- 
Her eyes were brighter, too, than common inglv. 44 1 have laid everything out for you." 
her face a little flushed, lie was too generous, H seemed to him that lie would have turned 
too unselfish a tnaii to begrudge her even a hap- upon her but that he felt so broken by the 
piness in which lift had no part; but something J;*** W* "^^"ain.hSt 
in her abstraction filled Inin with uneasiness, ni . lt j t . fflni miserable through this long 
The uneasiness was not. decreased when, reach- vear. lbd he had not the spirit- 
ing home a iitl le before the usual hour the I'ol- ' He went to dress as she had asked him. When 
lowing .. „ t , ma H.lltmrn.n MJSgJ & SfJ 4 lt'JSJ'SS5 .!?£&."'» 
just leaving the house, nor when ho found was rare indeed to see Georgy's fair race so illu- 
Georgy with the same brightened eyes and initiated. Her cheeks were glowing, her eyes 
hlghtened color as the night before ffifflfeliburton be was always the quiet 
I hat was the beginning ol John Randalls k)<ll Roman, with no sense of being out ol his 
trouble. nluoo, no apparent suspicion Of what was runk- 
It was not so much common jealousy—a man's ling In the neai’t of his employee. 
I,,,.„f molt n. iniothnr n,1ml,Whjt."ttl,, ~W« «•*•»» «**• 
of his handsome wife—as it was a fear ados- t-inall.v the supper was over, and they went 
perate, death-like fear — t but Georgy needed back to the parlor. 
-....**«,«»."'f; ,SSEilSSffi* 
py. He could never give her luxuries. Ho , y , u ^ T j nit , u> r „,. s t. wiiose taco 
could never say such tliiugs as he fancied brightened beyond its wont asm* caught her eye. 
Stephen Hulburtpn must be able to sa> to 44 We inewtit to make it all vwy tOTimii-.I<fiin ; 
woman. Rut lie lov cd her so! o hcu\ ens! he |p| j * . a om .,. my owtl way." 
loved her so! How could he endure that any-I she paused and a sober pallor overspread her 
thing should come bet ween them? husband's face. . . ... 
. 
pieious, be said to hlmsell, m the depth of the j ltJ . 
night. "I'll Just tight ttiy way the best I can Georgy nervously folded and unfolded a slip 
against it. I'll kOOp on steady. Perhaps she'll of 'paper which she held. , . .. . . 
...... . * ,"Thisis fur you. John; and she held it shyly 
seo It right by-aud-bj. towards him. 44 My anniversary gift. I have 
Poor fellow! he did not realize how hi.s own I)( , cn working for Mv. Haliburton. too, this year, 
determination implied the dreary thought that And I have thirty guineas here- the price of the 
her heart was turned from him. He raised designs^l have made l>ir the calicoes. 
himself on his anus to look on her as she slept; y' ” 1 suspected it ? I did not want you 
and nil through what followed he retained the to till I kuow whether I could succeed." 
pure, calm face, as it pressed the pillow, whit- John Randall had no voice in which to word 
cited bv the moonlight that glinted the frost on his amazement nr his gratitude [or hie restored 
... . ,, „ faith, which, though his wile did not (suspect it, 
the window-puncs arid flooded the loom. W1LH | lV his most precious anniversary gift. 
She seemed colder to him after this, and he sq,,. Ponton: "I could always use my pencil 
kept, silent. nim bly, you know, John. And it had occurred 
He knew that she met Haliburton at her ^f^cTMl-'lMiC^mmid he 
aunt’s; he knew that when she went to the sea- ^ s | ( kln(1 yi \ n J)iust tb . illk | |jm , Jolin-he 
side the ensuing Summer, for a week's visit to took so much trouble with my crude attempts; 
Mrs. Paul Appleton, there he was also. He lie did bo much to encourage me. And now I 
t „,„ .. „r. T rt itvssut: 
from him; and once- that, was when the iron design for earpots by-and-by, as for mints; that 
entered his soul, when he went to her little desk, puyg so well a pereentage on the sale." 
a present he. had made her during their engage- She stopped snort, suddenly conscious of how 
met for a sheet of note paper, and found it a'suiwLfalSO. for you, Mr Randal I," 
locked and asked her carelessly enough foi the, k< jded Stephen Haliburton, quietly. 44 1 hope it, 
key, she flushed and saldshe would get Ihe paper too, will prove agreeable. Inc universal testl- 
t0E lliri i monv of the mill officials, as to your efficiency 
Bm hi kept trm- to U„, i.rrai.i.o b» m.doUm- 
self. He kept on 44 fighting lue way against it as , 0 vrm a somewhat more responsible posi- 
best he could." hoping, with a sick heart, that tion. with an increase oi -alary ! " 
>• 0*1.. 
The months wore away, the second year ot S 1 fUn - to0 | iap p y , Mr- Haliburton, to talk 
iheir marriage wofi nearly completed. John much,' he said m hls straightforward way. "I 
had been very careful—as careful as Georgy, have been depressed lately-tbo sudden removal 
herself—that there should be no outward and I Of ail causes tor low spirits 
visible sign of misunderstanding or coldness 
between them. No suspicion had come to any 
that the second year of their married life hud 
been less happy than the first. Nor hud he ever 
omitted to give her any little indulgence within 
his power, lie had prepared a surprise for her 
on the coming anniversary of their wedding 
during the year. 
The anniversary fell upon Sunday; and so 
, , ,, , - ... “] have a surprise, also, im- you, sir luinnun, 
iked and asked her carelessly enough for the Stephen Haliburton, quietly. 44 1 hope it, 
y, she flushed and said she would get the paper too, will prove agreeable. The universal testi- 
THE OLDEST CHRISTIAN HYMN. 
In Book III. of Clement of Alexandria is given 
(In Greek) the most anelcnt hymn of the Primitive 
Church. It Is there (one hundred and fifty years 
after the Apostles) assorted to he of much earlier 
origin. The version given below will give some im¬ 
perfect idea of its spirit -. 
tMtfcrnKitu of tender youth, 
Raiding in love and truth. 
Through devious ways; 
Christ, our triumphant King! 
We come Thy name to sing. 
And here our children bring, 
To shout Thy praise. 
Thou art our holy t.ord! 
And all subduing Word, 
Healer of strife! 
Thou didst thyself abase. 
That from sin s deep disgrace 
Thou rnight.est save our race 
And glvo us life. 
Thou art Wisdom’s High Priest! 
Thou hast prepared the feast 
of holy love! 
A nd in our mortal pain 
None calls on Thee in vain ; 
Help thou dost disdain, 
Help from above. 
Kver bo Thou our guide. 
Our Shepherd and our pride. 
Our staff and song ! 
.tesus! Thou Christ of God 
By the perennial Word, 
Load us where Thou hast trod. 
Make our faith strong. 
So, now, and till wo die, 
Sound we Thy praise on high, 
And joyfully sing; 
Infants, ami the glad throng 
Who to Thy Church belong, 
Unite and swell the song 
To Christ, our King! 
-- -+++- - 
“EVERY-DAY LIFE" FROM A DIFFER¬ 
ENT POINT OF VIEW. 
uv COUSIN JOHNNJB. 
Mu. Lkao Pencil's friend, Ida Foxglove, 
(t'tdc Rural of July Oth) says she knows nothing 
of 44 creeds, dogmas, devils or gods." She evi¬ 
dently thinks such ignorancoa thing to be proud 
of. She docs not. consider that wo are just as 
accountable for what we brlicvc, as for what we 
do or shy, since we have a direct Revelation 
from the Deity, and minds endowed with a pow¬ 
er to discriminate between truth and falsehood. 
She is " afraid of bugging a belief that will make 
her unhappy;" but it seems to me a belief in the 
following texts would Imvo the very opposite 
effect. "God so loved the world Umt.begave 
Ii is only begotten Son that whomever belleveth 
til him should not perish, but have everlasting 
life." "Greater love hath ivO man than this, 
that u man lay down ids life for his friends.”— 
"If ye then being evil, know how to give good 
gifts unto your children, how much more shall 
your Heavenly Father give the Holy Spirit to 
them that ask him.” 
Three simple texts, breathing ot the great 
Creator's love to his creatures! Of the love of 
the Father, who bus not even withheld from us 
Ids only and well beloved Hon: of the love of 
the Son, who voluntarily laid down his life for 
us: of ihe love of the Holy Spirit, who conde¬ 
scends to unite biniscli to souls, the “spiritual 
beauty " of which is by nature sadly 44 weakened 
and marred,” that we may be made partakers of 
i tic Divine Nature. Three simple texts In which 
are yet implied the stupendous doctrine of the 
Trinity, the doctrine of the Incarnation, and 
the doctrine ot the Atonement. Let Ida Fox¬ 
glove believe them: they need not frighten 
her, even were she “easily scared." Let her 
rest confidently In them, for they are the words 
of Scripture; the external and internal evidence 
of whose inspiration has been all-satisfying to 
some of the greatest minds the world has ever 
known. 
--- 
RELIGIOUS ITEMS. 
much," he said in ids straightforward way. “ I With every joy connects the possibility of a 
have been depressed lately—the sudden removal proportioned pain. Surely love, if nothing else, 
of all causes lor low spirits— Inclines the soul to feel its helplessness, and be 
bi^chQ 9 ^s!^iephenlialibiu?S>n > ahjno'perceU'ed vnyntvU to place its treasures in a Father's 
what Georgy never suspected, that her secret hand. 
had made her husband jealous. He grasped irnw often we feel and net as it our mood 
had made her husband jealous. He grasped 
John's hand, . 
- My dear follow, jts too bad! 1 loured it a 
little once or t wloe. Of course 1 could not hint 
it to Mrs. ltandall." . 
44 What, John ? What. Mr. Haliburton i 
44 Nothing. Georg3 r , that you will ever know." 
They were alone together, by-and-by, with 
their new-found happiness. Perhaps Georgy 
was equally relieved that there was no more 
need tor myst ification. . 
V* m-nu Iiimlo t'rtll think nf it. nRftWJVi 1 
their little commemoration of the day must was equally t mu mtit wua uu m 
come the preceding evening. No allusion had m !^vhutevei 4 made you think of it, Georgy 
been made to any celebration by cither of them; her husband asked, 
hut John felt sure, some waj', that she could " Why, John, it wasthat day aboutthegloves. 
, t 1,1 time truss without some sign For 1 set myself Considering whv you should have 
not let tin. turn pa., viinoui somc,ign. a R the tod. and 1 all the indulgence. I ponde* 
his own part, he had hair resolved to attempt , J0W , coul( j „ <a kc or save something." 
some explanation of their estrangement. Any «i am happier than I ever thought I could 
thing, ho thought, would be better than this | ^ 4 ^ kn ow, I have fancied you were i 
chilling reserve. With ins mind divided be- flappy lately, John, because you thought 1 1 
tween the anticipation of relief and jealous longing for'things you could not give moi 
dread, he went to the counting-house t hat Sat- could hardly wait for to-night to come to 
unlay night to receive his money. The cashier > ’ f JJ 1 JN "| , ;^ ai . |in , r »-- 
looked up with a certain embarrassment at his ^ n fl | ie folded Ids arms about her, with 
approueh. face on her shoulder; and in the brightness i 
44 Ah, Mr. Randall—1 tie accumulation you have silence of the room, with its odor otflowcrai 
left in mv hands? To be sure! And, by the glow of leaves, they felt their way through 
W av, Mr. Halibut-ton spoke to me to mention to coming future, safe, confident, out ol the re 
von that there were to lie some changes made, <>t any bitter trouble, since thc\ loved i 
and—and but there he is himself, sir/' I trusted one another. 
all the toil, and I all the indulgence. I pondered 
how I could make or save something." 
•• I nm happier than 1 ever thought T could he 
again, dear. v , , . . 
" Do you know. I have laneied you were un- 
lmppv lately, John, because you thought I was 
longing for things you could not give mo? I 
could hardly wait for to-night to come to tell 
you all." 
44 My darling! . 
And lie folded tils arms about her, with his 
face on her shoulder; and in the brightness and 
silence of the room, with its odor of tlowersund 
glow of leaves, they felt their way through the 
coming future, safe, confident, out ot the reach 
of any bitter trouble, since they loved and 
trusted one another. 
hand. 
How often we feci and act as If our mood 
were the atmosphere of the world! It may be 
a cold frost within us while our friend is in the 
glow of a summer sunset; and we call him un¬ 
sympathetic and unfeeling.— Geo. MacDonald. 
Ignorance is not so bad as error; the former 
Is a blank sheet on which we may write; but the 
latter is a scribbled one from which we must 
first erase. Ignorance is content to stand still; 
but although our error moves, it goes in the 
wrong direction. 
IF we had a keen vision and feeling of'all or¬ 
dinary human life, it would be like hearing the 
grass grow and the squirrel's heart beat, and we 
should die oT tiiat. roar which lies on the other 
side of eSlcnce. As it is. the quickest of us walk 
about well wadded with stupidity.— Geo. Eliot. 
It is not great battles alone that build the 
world’s history, nor great poems alone that 
make the generations grow. There is a still 
small rain fi'om heaven that has more to do with 
the blessedness of nature, and of human nature, 
than the mightiest earthquake or the loveliest 
rainbow.— Geo. MacDonald. 
