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THE RURAL WEW-YORKER. 
JULY 2 
all over with colored prints on a black ground 
placed between the aunt and niece and the door, 
to keep out the draught. 
*• Aunt Matilda, l have something to tell you,'’ 
said Marjorie. “ It Is a great Recret, and I halt 
promised not to tell, but oh ! 1 can’t keep It any 
longer:" 
“ Good gracious, my love!” said aunt Matilda, 
dropping her knitting, “I do hope that you have 
not promised tomarry that poor fellow, theschool- 
mastert Oh. your father will be so vexed. He 
may be good, no donbt, and clever, and all that, 
but, dear me! book-learning Is no good where 
money is wanted. You ain’t a bit lit for a poor 
man’s wife.” 
Mow. Just as aunt Matilda uttered this most true 
and sensible remark, a t all male figure, dripping 
wet, entered the outer passage through the open 
door, mima Gorse. restless and perturbed, felt 
his flery soul akin that night to the stormy ele¬ 
ments. Mot being able, to rest In his little cottage 
he had come out ot it. locked It up, and walked 
forth boldly Into the tempest.. Love guided hla 
feet towardR the Yarrow Farm, JTe had expected 
to find the doors closed and the lights extinguish¬ 
ed ; hut. ihe bright light in the kitchen window 
induced him to come up to the iloor, and when he 
found that open, he walked in. Then he heard 
the women’s voices and he still walked on, and 
stood behind the screen a minute. 
The storm made such a noise that neither Mar 
jorle nor her aunt heard his steps. 
“ Itufus Gorse is not good enough to bo your 
husband,” said aunt Matilda 
“ ne is so dreadfully poor!” cried Marjorie, bit. 
terly. 
Rufus, hearing her words, felt as if she had 
stabbed him to the heart H he could have seen 
the tears In her beautiful eyes, he would have 
read there a story which would have Piled him 
with joy and hope; but he only heard those cold 
and pettish words—” he Is 80 dreadfully poor!” 
“Then yon have not promised to marry him?” 
“Promised Mm?” echoed Marjorie. “That 
would be nothing io boiist about! Mo, But what 
do you think ? M r. Peter has asked me to become 
his wife.” 
The girl's voice shook with emotion. 
“ Think, aunt, I Bhall wear the family diamonds. ” 
Rufus Gorse felt stunned now, as if somebody 
had dealt him a murderous blow on the head. To 
his thlnklt g, the girl s young voice vibrated with 
a cruel triumph. The screen hid her lovely face, 
or he might have read another story. lie would 
have seen such a bitter smile on the red lips. tear3 
In the dark eyes; but he only beard the cruel 
word- meant to veil her hearts secret from aunt 
Matilda—“Promised him! That would be noth¬ 
ing to boast about I” 
“Let her wear diamonds, let her become Mrs. 
Peter but she shall never look upon my face 
again F' 
And hr walti d out Into the storm. Ah ! had he 
but waited another ten minutes!” 
“1 know that, ltl marry old Mr. Peter I shall 
feel ilka a bird in a gilded cage soon. I Rliall per 
baps hate Beaucourt and the ramlly diamonds. 
Fancy sitting down day after day with him, and 
being exfecTed to love him wiih all my heart! I 
should go mad I" 
“ My dear, you would he mad ro refuse such an 
offer. Love m a cottage, MarjoriP. often means 
the workhouse In the end—that Is, if there is a 
long family and sickness. That young Gorse only 
gets sixty guineas a year.” 
“ I think T should like a workhouse better with 
him than a palace with Mr. Peter.” 
“You don't know what.you are talking about, 
my dear.” said aunt Matilda. 
Meanwhile, Rufus Gorse was walking over the 
mountain road. He did not even re-enter his 
bouse to lake away his clothes. 
“ She shall think me dead 1” be said, bitterly, 
to his raging heart 
The next day the strange, weird tale spread all 
through the district. Mr. Rufus Gorse, the school 
master hod returned to the little cottage, where 
he lodged with a good couple, who let him a tiny 
sitting-room and bedroom. At about nine o'clock 
he had eaten some bread and cheese drunk a glass 
of claret, and gone whistling gaily up to his room : 
the storm mine on, they hei rd him go out, and he 
had never returned Re had left behind him hla 
clothes, his books, hla gold watch—a gift from his 
fellow students at Ihe training college—his desk 
with a lew shillings In It, the musical score of a 
sketch for an opera—In short, all hie belongings. 
Tie must have fallen Into the rlvpr where It. was 
derp, near the village said public-opinion, and so 
have been drowned and carried out. to sea. 
When thry told Marjorie this, she sank fainting 
on the Iloor. M r. Peter came to see her when he 
heard she was ill. and tound her lying on the sofa 
In ihe parlor, pale, and wiih the shadow of a great 
dread In her eyes; he asked her, In the presence 
of her parents, to become his wife. 
She turned her face away and moaned. 
Mr. Peter knelt, by her side. 
“ My dear,”he said, “forger. Hall; you will be 
happier up at Beaucourt.” 
“ I think l should,” she said, sadly: “It. might 
help mo to forget, and H would please my rather; 
but, Mr. Peter. I can never love you as I loved 
dead Rufus, only 1 never knew that I did love 
him umil 1 lost him for ever and ever!” 
And a lew weeks after, without; any pomp or 
ceremony, Marjorie became Mrs. Peter, for she 
was married In the village church. 
* * • • # ¥ « 
Time rolled on, Summer followed Spring, Au¬ 
tumn followed Summer; Winter came white and 
hoar ana ice-crowned. The mountains stood 
wrapped In white. Marjorie had married the odd 
oldman, whose estates north and south brought 
him m five thousand u year. She was indeed like 
a wild bird pining tu a golden cage. 
Mr I’.-ter was a Jealous husoand and a terrible 
miser, considering his vast wealth and high posi¬ 
tion. Re only took hla bride once to London and 
then they sojourned at a third-rate hotel. 
She bad hard work to Induce him to buy her 
a new dress once a year. He did not allow her 
to visit; he gave no parties. She had enough 
to eat and drink, and fires to warm her In tne 
cold weather ; and In the Summer she enjoyed 
the flowers and fruits In the gardens of Beau¬ 
court for old Mr. Peter grudged nothing to hts 
flower beds and his fruit trees; also there was a 
flue library, and there were pictures, and china 
and statues and bronzes enough at Beaucourt, to 
satisfy a prince ; but Marjorie's heart was heavy, 
her life was dull, she pined for the society of the 
young. 
Mr. peter was a tyrant; he did not allow her to 
go near her humble parents. She read, and she 
played on one or other of the fine pianos that stood 
In the fine old rooms. She sang, hut her heart, was 
empty and hungry for love, nor husband treated 
ber like a willful child. 
One golden afternoon in September she was 
pacing listlessly up and down a path bordered with 
laurels, when she saw a servant man approaching 
her with a white, scared face. He was the bearer 
or awful tidings. Mr. Peter had been thrown irom 
his horse, and was taken up dead ! Some days of 
bustle and conruxlon followed. 
She took advantage of her freedom, and sent for 
ber parents at once. Then came the distant 
cousin, and afterwards there was the funeral, and 
then the will was read ; 
“All the lands and the country seat of Beau¬ 
court to Marjorie, my dear wife: but she shall 
forfeit every shilling it she marries again. The 
whole shall then revert at once and forever to my 
cousin llenrlc Peter and hla heirs forever.” 
Beautiful Marjorie smiled sweetly. 
“I don't wish to marry again, she. said.” 
In due time, when a decent period allotted to 
mourning had expired, Marjorie went up to town, 
opened and refurnished the grand family mansion 
that, had been closed for years, and sailed away on 
the high seas or pleasure. This had once been her 
dream. She was in the very glory of her beauty 
and she quickly became the rage. 
•• But she must never marry, or she will become 
a beggar I” whispered the gossips. 
" See-saw, Marjorie Daw," 
She was driving In the country; she felt thirsty, 
and sent her rootman into the Inn ot the village to 
ask for a glass ot water. Then she saw the village 
children playing see-saw on a broad plank bal¬ 
anced over a great trunk ot a tree In a builder’s 
yard. 
“* See-eaw Marjorie Daw, 
Sold her bod and lay upon straw.’ ” 
sang the little ones in chorus. Up and dowD, 
up and down, went the tiny, rosy girl with curly 
hair and ragged white bonnet, and laughing face. 
"See-saw,” said Marjorie to herself. “Yes, 
mine has been that kind of life ever since that 
night when Mr. Peter and Rufus both asked my 
hand In marriage.” 
At that moment a gentleman—yes, a gentleman 
—walked out of the Hens and Chickens, and came, 
towards Mrs. Peter, carrying a glass of water, 
clear as crystal. 
Marjorie'e large eyes dilated. Was thlB a ghost! 
or was H Rufus Gorse, changed, yet the same, 
after four years- handsomer, sterner, with more 
thought and more power on his brow than of 
yore ? 
She was white as death; she stood up; she tried 
to speak. 
Rufus came to her and placed her again amid 
her soft oushions. 
“ Drink this,” he said tenderly. 
In his eyes were lights bright and strange; his 
heart stirred wildly ; hlB love for Marjorie was 
still pan ot himself 
She drank the. water, 1 hen she pointed to a place 
by her side. 
“ Come with me,” she said, sweetly, “ and we 
will drive on farther, and you shall tell me all.” 
They have been driving for hours, and the 
shadows or twilight are creeping over the land 
when ibc-lr horses’ heads are turned towardB 
London ; and more, Rufus has told Marjorie of the 
mad despair that filled him when he heard ber 
speak slightly of his poverty, and of the offer 
made her by Mr. Peter. 
she has told him that If he had waited five min¬ 
utes more he would have heard her confess that 
she loved him. 
Rufus says that he wished her to think him 
dead. He had a few pounds In his pocket; he 
went to Germany and studied music; he got on 
well, won honors, became in two years musical 
professor at a German college al. a fair salary. 
Then be wrote an opera, an opera of wblcb the 
world had talked for the last year; it was called 
“ Donato,” and It had already lined his pockets 
with money; It was, commercially, as valuable 
to liltn still as a landed estate. He was rich. A 
year ago he went home suddenly to Ills parents, 
who had believed him dead, and who, amid their 
poverty, their numerous children and their numer¬ 
ous cares bad almost, forgotten him. He gave 
them some hundreds of pounds, and then his 
mother showed him a letter which had been sent 
on to her as having been addressed to her son 
after Ms supposed death. 
Rufus drew the Utile soiled letter from Ms 
breast-pocket and kissed It passionately. 
“ It I bad not had that I never would have come 
near you,” said he. 
“Ah,” Marjorie cried, “that very night of the 
storm 1 wrote you a little letter In my own room 
by the dim light or a small lamp. I can repeat It 
now. 
Dkar Rufus : l find that life without you 
would mean emptiness and hunger of the heart, all 
my days. Yes, I will wait, tor you ten years, or 
t-hare an aulc with you as soon ms you choose to 
call me wife. Marjorie Daw,’” 
“Oh, M&rjorle, If I had only waited! When I 
had that letter you were a widow; but i said to 
myself she is now a lftSMOnubli} woman of the 
world—her love has changed. Still I determined 
to throw myBelt in your way, to hear you speak, to 
look in your face once more.” 
Marjorie was silent, then she said: 
“ And do you love me as well as that night when 
you stood by the gate In the lane ?’’ 
“More, for now I know that your heart was 
noble always.” 
“ But If I marry you I become a beggar.” 
“ But I, in my way, am rich, and the world of 
muMc Is at my feet.” 
Three months afterwards the worldly-wise were 
wondering, with all their minds and souls, at. the 
folly of whloh Marjorie hud been guilty in not al¬ 
lowing the dead hand of old Mr. Peter still to crush 
the happiness out of her life. She bud lost Beau¬ 
court, and five thousand a year; hut her husband 
makes nearly that sum every year. She Is a happy 
wife and mother. 
Marjorie, when we heard of her last, was as 
happily placed as any one can well be In this see¬ 
saw world, where ups and downs, good and evil, 
balance each other so evenly, and yet It seems to 
us so capriciously.—The end. 
-- 
NORTHWESTERN IOWA. 
REPRESENTATIVES OF THE RURAL IN PALO ALTO CO. 
MESSRS. HOLMES AND SWEETLANI). 
“ Westward the course of empire takes its way, 
The four first acts already past; 
The fifth shall close the drama with the day, 
Time’s noblest offspring is the last.” 
Bishop Berkeley. 
Why Eastern farmers can better their condition 
In the West may not have been heretofore lucidly 
and tersely placed before them. We will mention 
a few of the most important reasons and then no¬ 
tice the peculiar advantages of this county lor 
those who desire to purchase and manage farms 
and draw from their dormant wealth the reward 
assured to honest toll. 
The native soil la conceded by agriculturists to 
be superior to many portions of the East, large 
crops being the general result, even of the first 
season's work. Pasturage is almost unlimited and 
the finest In the world, costing little, the grass 
growing In abundance of the succulent varieties 
necessary for rapid growth and even fattening of 
stock. The same amount ot money Invested in the 
west will procure from three to eight times as 
much land as it. would in the East. Every acre 
purchased will yield fro to 50 per cent., more 
than Its Eastern prototype with the same care- 
Railway facilities are ample and education and 
religion are as well represented (except on the 
frontier) a* in the East. Hence many who can are 
seeking these advantages, and the questions asked 
us are “ Where shall we go?" “ How shall we get 
i here V ' and “ What aro the most lucrative 
branches of agriculture In localities named?” The 
West presents every requl site in the aggregate for 
diversified husbandry, and. even many counties 
combine the entire range of desirable features. 
fiuch la Palo Alto county, situated on the 43rd 
north parallel of latitude and 94 deg. an min. lon¬ 
gitude; the fourth east of Dakota Territory and 
second south or Minnesota. It Is gently undulat¬ 
ing prairie, with deep, dark, fertile soil, adapted 
to the cultivation ot cereals and peculiarly to stock 
raising and dairy products, and in this direction Ilea 
much of t he present prosperity and future wealth of 
the count ry. The rich grazing, abundance ot pure 
water, and salubrious and Invigorating climate 
promote the growth and maturity of stock, and se¬ 
cure for Palo Alto beet the highest market quota¬ 
tions in Chicago. We were told that from one farm 
there were shipped In one week lie head ot three- 
year-old steers, averaging in weight 1,800 pounds, 
some weighing as high as 2,200 pounds. This 
affords a valuable hint of the best way to clear 200 
per cent, or over upon corn that yields from GO to 
SO bushels per acre upon land worth from fio to 
$20 per acre, improved. The same land unim¬ 
proved can now be purchased at from $5 to $10. 
From lion. E. J. Hartshorn (State senator from 
this district and agent at, Kmmetsburgfor the lands 
belonging to the C. M. & St. P. Ry ). we learn that 
the railroad coHipany are not, only selling their 
lands cheap and upon easy terms, hut allowing a 
rebate upon all breaking done the first year nearly 
equal to 1 he cost or the same, A valuable auxiliary 
to the rapid and substantial development ot this 
country Is the 
Scottish American Land Co., 
incorporated under the laws of Iowa and Great 
Britain, with a capital of $500,000, selling lands to 
actual settlers only on favorable terms, at an av¬ 
erage of $0 per acre, advancing money 1.0 aid in 
building at six per cent.. Interest—equal to half 
or three-fourths or the cost of Improvements. 
Every purchaser ot 1 CO acres Is furnished with 10 
head of two and three-year-old heifers and a thor¬ 
oughbred Durham bulk for four years, after which 
time .he original stock and one-half the Increase 
are to be returned as the only compensation to tne 
company. They are also renting farms when de¬ 
sired, either for “cash rent” or “on shares." 
Alex. Peddle, Esq., the attorney, aud Laud Com¬ 
missioner ot t he company, their only representa¬ 
tive in America, local ed at Krnmetsburg, told us 
that If parlies desired he would furnish the land, 
pay them $2 per acre cash for breaking, provide 
the necessary flax seed for Howlng to secure a crop 
the same year, would par halt the thrashing hill, 
and divide the crop with the tenant. Upon these 
terms we have personally known of Instances where 
the profits, ot one year would actually purchase 
the tarm The company own large bodies of land 
In this and adjoining counties 
Palo Alio Is crossed by the Des Moines Elver, 
and, besides numerous small streams, has six 
handsome lakes abounding In fish of the varieties 
usual In fresh water, to which the State Fish 
Commissioners have added salmon and lake trout. 
'There are many handsome artificial groves and 
some growth of natural timber along the banks of 
the streams. There are over Blxty public schools 
In the county under good tuition, while the relig¬ 
ious and social privileges make one feel as much 
at home here as In older and more populous locall 
ties. 
As a route of travel to reach this county from 
the East the most, direct and the one requiring the 
fewest and most convenient changes, wou id be via. 
the Pennsylvania R. R. lo Pittsburgh, the P„ Ft. 
W, and C. R’y to Chicago arid the c.. M. and St. 
P. R’y without changu to Emmetsburg.ihe county 
seat, a pleasantly situated town ot about 1,000 In¬ 
habitants, almost in the center ot the county, 
crowning a sightly elevation and affordlug a 
fine view of the surrounding country. It. Is platted 
around the south end of Medium Lake (which is 
five miles long and about thrpe-fourths of» mile 
wide) which, by the way, could ha bean titled at a 
very email expense and made a popular resort. It 
Is now a favorite starting point for sportsmen who 
desire to visit the beautiful lakes of the vicinity. 
They can leave their heavy baggage at the Grand 
Central or either or tho two other hotels aud 
make a tour of the best hunting grounds of the 
Northwest. A fine new court-house has been 
erected during the past year at a cost or $is.ooo. 
and from it may be seen a vista of beautiful farm- 
lnglands. There are four churches; a good graded 
school, well attended, well disciplined and well 
taught; a goodly number or business houses of the 
various branches; ample facilities for handling 
grain, and a large trade. Two efficient local 
papers are published here and various benevolent 
societies organized. One of the most, enterprising 
railroads of Iowa, the Burllugton, Cedar Ripld3 
and Northern will extend their line from their 
present terminus, Clarion, to this place this sea¬ 
son—a valuable competitive advantage for Palo 
Alto County. Not only is this little city a mart for 
grain but also for catt le, hogs and sheep—a nat¬ 
ural consequence of tho grazing privileges. 
The silver Lake creamery was established here 
In 1ST'.) by Messrs Hovey and AmruoD. It has a 
capacity for making 1,000 to 2,000 pounds of butter 
a day, and la built on strictly scientific principles, 
it has also every facility for making cheese. The 
work here Is done on the cream-gathering plan 
using the Davis and Falrlumh Creamery can, of 
which It 1 b said that “none better are made.” 
H. & A are keeplng about 30 cows. These gentle¬ 
men are quite old, aud In tom us that it is ihelr 
intention to dispose ot the entire interest lr a good 
reliable purchaser la found. 
If thlscrcamery Interest which is so Important 
to farmers, was supplemented by a steam mill, a 
flax fiber factory, or wagon manufactory It w ould 
add materially to tho wealth of the county. For 
Information and assistance extended us by Alex. 
Peddle, Esq, Hon. E. J. Hartshorn unci Messrs. 
Ormsby Bros, (bankers and dealers In real estate), 
we hereby tender grateful acknowledgments and 
any of the gentlemen will answer any Inquiries 
regarding the county. 
A short ride or fourteen miles west brought us 
to the village of ltuthven, a brisk little town of 
150 population having a good school. T uere 
are several business interests but need is felt for a 
good wagon maker, harness-maker and physician. 
Elbow r Lake two miles long by one quarter mile 
wide la north of the town. Lots here range from 
$10 to $50, and the elements of prosperity pre¬ 
sent themselves for the future rapid growth or tin 
place. Any Inquiries addressed to C. W. Hastings 
(a dealer In general merchandise here/, or A Euth- 
ven, we are told will be promptly answered. 
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