aftRr^siippcr^anrt  jnarte  them  the  »)eat[of  tfrlonfls. 
“  Lhcy  had  a  playful,  childish  way  about  her 
that  made  her  seem  much  yniinper  t  han  she  was; 
then  she  was  small  Of  her  hkc,  so  that  at  llfteen 
she  did  not  seem  a,  hit.  older  than  you  are,  Cora. 
“  Well,  she  rode  on  lop  of  .lusttn's  hay  earl  and 
lu'lpcfl  him  liiislc  e.orn  in  theliarn, and  pretty.soon 
the  farmer  noticed  a  elianKe  In  .lusMu.  He  pot 
him  a  new  suit  of  elothea,  and  Ids  face  lost.  Its 
down  look,  and  after  haiwesllup  Farmer  Held 
made  him  an  oder  to  tarry  all  winter.  So  .Iiistln 
stayed,  taking  I.ia-y’s  .idviee.  and  w('nl.  to  the  dis¬ 
trict  school  and,  though  he  had  no  education  ho- 
tore,  he  went  aluntd  of  many  an  older  scholar  that 
winter.  .lUMtlii  stayed  wltli  i.he  farmer  four  years; 
then  lie  had  a  good  offer  somewliere  In  New  York 
Slate,  and  cota'.liided  to  stoji  for  t.lu!  winter  nidy. 
"  laiey  Itelil  had  gfown  lido  a  .vouiig  woman  h.y 
this  time;  and  a  handsomer  one,  ehlhlrea,  i he.^e 
dim  eyes  never  looked  upon.  I  don't  know  how  d 
ha]t()ened,  I'tir  l.dey  iidifht  have  had  her  pick 
among  Mm  hoys  for  miles  aronml,  tad.  somehow 
sIm  took  lo.InsMn;  and  when  he  left,  they  were 
nng.iged  to  he  married  mm  year  from  that  lime." 
“  Why,  Mratalmri  Deane!  yon  ain’t, going  to sloii 
now?"  erled  Cora  In  alarm ;  for  the  old  lad.y  had 
lalfl  down  Imr  kmittag. 
"  No,  myetdid,”  she  said,  moving  Imr  speitiaeles 
and  wiping  her  eyes;  “  hut  the  resl.ls  a  sad  story, 
and  I  must  hurry  over  It..  I  don’t  exactly  kimw 
Imw  It.  happened,  1ml  that  vvltd.er  l.iicy's  father 
got  Into  a.  terrible  lawsuit  wlMi  Srpdre  Wheeler. 
There  was  soiim  Ihiw  In  the  Idle,  ami  the  people 
said  It  was  plain  the  old  ma  n  should  hu  llm  hnrne- 
stcnul  go.  Th(!y  said  loo,  h(‘’(i  never  siirvlvo  M.; 
Sind  hetter  perhstps,  he  never  had,  than  kept  It  a.s 
ho  did ;  lad.  Olio  day  Sipdro  Wlieeler,  to  all  the 
imighliorliood’s  astonlshmcnl.,  rode  over  to  I  ho 
farm. 
••  What,  he  did  there  was  never  exactly  known  ; 
hut  In  a.  little  Willie  It  was  rumored  that  ( he  suit, 
was  withdrawn,  and  next  spring  l.ticy  Held  wa.s 
to  he  married  to  Ids  son,  Stillman  WhoiMer.  And 
so  II.  was.  One  bright.  Mareli  ita.v  she  went  to  tim 
old  church  yonder  a  ml  gave  herself  to  idm.  Ho 
was  a  good-looking  man,  lad,  never  over-smari, 
the  nelgidiors  whispered;  and  I  always  timugid, 
Ihaf  It  was  Ids  fal.her’s  money,  more  than  any¬ 
thing  else,  I  ha  t  kept  him  up.” 
“  Hut -lusllu,  Mramlma  Deane  -what  became  of 
him?" 
••There  Is  a  dark  look  ahimttho  whole  matter. 
I.iie.y  was  made  i.lie  vlelliii  of  some  terrible  fulse- 
I  hood.  1  never  blamed  lier  fallier,  for  the  lo.sing 
!  of  Mie  hoiimstead  seemed  enrnplelely  m  sliatler 
1dm.  I  only  know  Unit  Sipilre  Wheeler  ami  his 
son  were,  at  the  hot.lom  ol  It,  and  l.liat  l.iiey  Held 
WITHOUT  AND  WITHIN 
WiTiiiy.  the  litrhl  nhon'’.  .and  the  room 
Was  full  of  f.'dut  yef  sweet  perfume ; 
The  leay,  clad  innsir  of  the  dance 
Wrapped  scene  and  sense  in  subtle  trance. 
And  lip  and  dowai  in  dizzy  whirl 
Swiinit  fair-faced  youth  and  happy  Firl 
Oh  Idtio  dreamed  they,  ilancimr  there. 
How  near  was  henrChreak  and  de*pa!r. 
Without,  tie*  wild  wmd  rudely  blew 
The  froat  chill  each  Uieir  ;?anuent  through, 
As,  Btandlutf  hy  the  window  wide. 
Looked  In  a  heirifar,  hollow-eyed. 
Ijooked  ill.  aud  saw  no  trace  of  i-nre. 
Upon  the  fiieea  (ralherefl  there. 
"  How  happy  the.V'  iimst  tie,’*  she  said. 
••  .And  I, -have  not  one  (!rii,«t  of  tiread." 
So  prow  die  world.  The  pwr  man  waits 
A  heggar,  at  tliu  rich  man’s  (falea. 
Aud  Hoes  the  pomp  go  on  wdliin 
Of  niiTr.v  uioekery  and  din. 
Sees  haiiiiy  thiiurs  pass  old  of  reach 
With  yearidiw  nil  too  ilecp  for  siieeeh. 
While,  some  in  I'ilded  liidls  may  trend. 
Soue‘  piHir  eiiihi  lacks  a  crust  of  bread. 
geraniums  wc  were  weaving  Into  Ihe  liompiet  for 
thcmuiitel.  ••  You  didi'i.  really  Milnk  what  you 
Just  said,  that  Hi  every  heart  there  Is  a  touididii ; 
some  Idnshiom  In  (he  huirmii  wilderness  of  every 
soul.’’ 
He  put  flown  Ids  paper  and  eame  ti)W<irrl  ds.  *•  I 
have  notiMlmilitof  It,  my  111  tie  girl.  Thu  story  I 
was  Just  reading  of  the  haiihiicd  old  man  who 
cried  heeau.se  It  e.hlhi  gave  him  a  bumii  of  mart- 
gold.s,  corroborates  my  remark.  'I’lio  light,  that,  is 
111  ns  cannot,  (piltc  become  darkness;  tlie  hearts 
tliat  might  biiti.g  forl.li  a.  hundred-fold  for  hitrve.st.a 
of  heaven,  will  never  lieeome  sueh  deserts  but 
some  good  seed  will  t.tko  roiit  therein.’’ 
“  I  don't  believe  11  wuiild,  Ihoiigh,  In  Farmer 
Keep.  You  rtmi'l.  Know  Idm  as  well  as  1  du,  Fnele 
Chniile.  He's  one  id  Mie  rielie.si  men  In  all  .Mead 
ow  Hronk ;  lie’s  wort h  iliousa mis  and  thousands. 
He'.-i  a  haehelor,  you  know,  and  lives  In  the  great 
I'eil  hoii.se  on  the  road  to  Woodbury,  you  remem¬ 
ber.  Well,  be  never  goes  to  eliureh;  he  never 
loveil  a  liiiiiiiiii  being  In  Ids  life.  Now  iloii  t  ildiik 
Farmer  Keep— wliy,  iduiulma  De.ano,  bow  do  you 
do?" 
The  lady  whose  entrance  put  I  ids  sudden  period 
to  my  eousln's  peroraMon,  came  slowly  toward  t  he 
rocking  chair,  corn  drew  It  out.  for  her.  Hhew.ts 
the  oldest  lady  In  Mie  village,  i'he  hair  under  lier 
eap,  white  as  hillside  snow,  had  Imprisoned  the 
sunshine  of  foiirseoi'e  and  ten  summers;  but,  she 
Him  retained  muehof  theph.vslcal  .stamliia  wlile.h, 
wIMi  her  active  sentlineid.,  had  made  her  .-lo  vigor¬ 
ous  a  woman  for  many  year.t. 
•‘  W  hat's  that  you're  saying,  child,  about  Farmer 
Keep?"  sahl  the  old  lady  wit  h  a  pleasant  smile,  as 
she  pliimsi  her  knitting  Sheath  to  her  waist. 
“Why,  I  wiLH  telling  I'ncle  Charlie  whataeold, 
hard  man  he  is.  Aoii’ve  always  known  ldni,Mr.iii- 
iim  I)e:me,aiid  now  did  he  ever  do  a  good  tiling 
or  over  love  an.vhody  In  Ills  life  ?’’ 
•‘  Yes,  he  loved  a  girl  onee,  I  Ihink  I  remember.” 
“Farmer  Keep  loved  a  girl  onee?”  repeated 
I  ’oni,  with  a  liiilf  eoiitempl  nous  and  wholly  skep- 
Meal  eiiii  ot  tier  red  lliis. 
"She’s  forgoti lit,”  slie  added  In  an  undertone 
to  riiele  Cliiirlle  and  me,  for  (iranrlnia  Deane  v'as 
slightly  deaf. 
“Xo,  I  haven’t  forgotten,  neither,”  she  said. 
LOVE  IN  ALL  HEAETS; 
OR,  A  FLOWER  IN  THE  WIIOERNESS 
me,  about  ten  rousup  lue  lutiu  l  ue  uwii,-.e 
I’hllaiider  White.  Ills  wife  was  my  moMior's  own 
cousin,  and  I  was  Jtisl  l.hliteen  years  old  when  I 
went,  I  here  to  inuko  my  hr.si  visit..  There  had  been 
some  ipiarrel  bel.vveeu  the  iwo  families  two  or 
three-seore.  ienrsanlerlorl.omy  visit;  and  Mtougb 
my  motlierand  .Mrs.  White  never  pailiiipated  in 
this,  Mie  feud  of  their  auees|oi-s  had  ilouhlle.ss  In¬ 
volved  some  eoldiiws  between  them. 
Hut  to  cut  a  long  sl'h-.v  short— for  the  |ieii  and 
paper  gossip  may  be  more  dlgiillled  bill  not  a  wiilt 
hotter  than  tea  taVde  seaiidal — I  had  been  aii  in¬ 
valid  all  the  previous  winter. 
When  soft  .April  flays  (to  which  my  mother 
looked  forward  so  eagerly)  caiue,  t  hey  brniighf 
no  hloom  to  my  ehe.ek,  no  vigor  lo  my  step.  My 
constUuMon  seemed  to  have  lost,  all  Its  reeuper- 
atlve  power;  and  the  doctor  said: 
•‘Herifl  her  Into  the  country,  M1s.s 
May.  II  Ml, it  don’t  nel|i  hi  r  she  Is 
lost  to  you." 
.jiisthetore  Mils  .Mi's.  White  had 
lejirned  tlirougha  mutual  friend  of 
my  illne.ss.  and  I  he  very  day  ot  I  he 
blunt  physl'ban's  iililmal urn  bro’t 
a  lett  er  m  my  mol  her. 
“  For  the  sake  ol  my  ohi  love,”  11.  '  ^  , 
read,  “ let  all  that  may  have  eoiue.  -  —  — _ 
between  you  au'l  me  be  lost  In  tite  i 
pleasure  ot  bel  ter  memories.  The  i  _ 
hills  ol  Meadow  Hrook  arc  eiotUed  ,  , 
again  wUh  greenness,  and  now  lii 
thls  late  M.iy  Is  the  lime  tor  .Jennie  -  . 
to  come  to  us.  There  Is  a  piophecj  . 
of  health  Mr  her  Hi  the  sou.  wind  '  . 
that  nils  Ihe  edge  of  my  pap*'[  as 
been  a  wife  two  iiionllis.  ./iisMii 
ha.fl  not  heard  of  her  marriage,  ,she 
w.isathmne  visiting  her  talher. 
When  .she  Mi-st  .saw  him  slie  fell 
down  like  one  stricken  with  a  til. 
Hut  he  earned  her  Hilo  lhehou.se 
aud  there  learned  all.  Both  had 
been  deceived. 
“  ft  was  II  terrible  scene  iiie  old 
irontroom  witnessed.  .liisMn  swore 
vpugea  nee,  n  nd  H  wa.s  not  till,  with 
elasped  hands  and  Streaming  eyes 
the.  young  wife  knelt  to  the  only 
mail  she  ever  lovcfl  and  [iH'.ided 
tor  the  life  of  her  husband,  that 
he  promiaeil  for  her  sake  to  spare 
his  life.  Hut  from  the  day  of  ,Iiis- 
Mn’s  visit  l.iiey  was  a  elianged 
woman.  All  tho  light  and  glad¬ 
ness  of  lier  being  seemed  dead  Hi 
her.  .She  moved  about  tier  house 
pale  aiul  rpilet,  with  a  look  of  pa- 
llent  sutferliig  Hi  her  once  sunny 
e.yesth.it  m  ide  my  heari.  ;iche  to 
behold.” 
“  And  her  husband-dld  she  ever 
tell  him  what  she  had  lenrniid  ?” 
“I  think  not.  His  father  and 
Lucy’s  had  died  In  less  Minii  two 
yeiiLS  after  the  mariiuge.  The 
sipiire  wasmiieh  less  wi-alMiy  than 
was  supposed.  The  next  spring 
l.iicy  and  herhii.Hbaiid  movofl  We.st 
and  somehow  jieople  lo.st  sight  of 
them.” 
“  And  .1  iisMii  ?” 
“Yon  know  Mu-,  rest,  my  ehlld. 
Ilebeeameamouily,  iinliappy  man, 
asking  no  syinpatliy  and  giving 
none.  Hut  he  was  always. smartat 
a  bargain,  and  In  a  lew  yniis  lie 
had  laid  up  enough  money  to  buy 
Deacon  liiitt’s  larm  when  tits  son 
went  .soutli.  Kver  since,  lie  has 
adiled  acres  to  his  lands  and  huii- 
tlrcda  to  the  hanks;  but  for  all 
that,  he  Is  a  man  soured  loward  all 
his  race— a  man  who  was  never 
known  I*  give  a  little  ehlUi  u  smllo 
or  a  beggar  a  crust  ol  bn  uil.  I 
liavesomeMmes  tlioiight  Ids  heart 
was  like  it  dc.sert,  without  a  tree  to 
sharle  or  a  stream  to  gladden  It. 
.And  yet  it  bore  a  bright  blnviom 
once;  and  believe  me,  elilMreii,  lor 
It  Is  the  word  of  an  old  w  omn  n  who 
Uiu>  seen  and  known  mu' h  of  the 
ways  o!  man.  It  is  always  so.  Tho 
heart  luaj  bea.  greal  wilderness, 
but  in  some  of  Its  byways  there  has 
grown  a  tlower.” 
Cora  and  I  looked  at  each  otner 
and  at.  Uncle  Charlie.  Just  then 
