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Logansport, Indiana
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Tuesday, April 7, 1891
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£• A DIFFERENT KIND OF COFFEE. *s "Ejtcose mo," scz tlio stranger, ez ho stopped afore the floor; "J -wuz lost Li-comin- ; I didn't soe that sign afore." "Wtat sign— wlar!" soz the Inn'lord; and tho leller scz, sezlic: 'TTtat sign thur, In red letters, 'bout yer codec; d\ve sec?" An' t-hcT the feller pitited ivltli a finger Irak nud leiiii Tor o sign iibovc. the hotel door, 02 which wu?. plainly scon t "Come in an' get some coTee IJ'KC yer mother nso' 1 tcr malte." The lau'Iord put Ittbar; he said tlio InngwidKC 0'JRlitcr take. l, wot's tho mutter with if:" suyg the lan'lord spcakin up. ""Phot's }<*si Lho kind we-' keep here. Come right In an' hev a cup." <Up Toilers thought ho prob'ly hadn't seen his mil ill ycnrs, An' couldn't do no less thin Rroan, an' bust right Inter tears. 'We'd 'all ben tcr the teayter at the op'ry house, yc see. An' some on us read story boot;?, an' others poetry, -An' we koowcd on seen occasions thet it wuzn't more'n right jPor thet stranger ter be all broke up, an' vreep a powerful sight. Sot the feller didn't weaken; didn't weep a single weep ; Sic/wouldn't eat a naouthful, though the hotel's iprk'C Is cheap. He Jookcd up at the sign again, an 1 then a- gliincin' roue', Besej: "Say, tell me, gents, Is this the only place in town? "Fer one o' my ambitions, ea my way through Ufa I take, Is ter shun the kind o' coffee thet my mother used ter make i Yes, ono-o 1 my ambitions, cz round the world I roam, Is Wyin' tcr avoid all meals an' things thet 'taste like home. *"M5 : boyhood's home wuz on a farm; oh! miles away from town; ~Wc lived on bread aa' sa'.tcd pork for nigh the hull year roun' ; The kind o' coffee mother made— sometimes I taste it still — 5 never drunk none like it ; please the Lorfl I never will. '"It -ITU?. black an' made o' chicory, or some' times puase, I cuess. JAt other times she'll mix 'em both in portions more or less; ~*Twas sweetened with molasses, an' its taste I ain't f ergot ; .& feller couldn't taste it long, it was so power- fui hot. ""Bo, when I see thet sign, I alters give a place the shake— "KJome in an' get some coffee like yer mother used ter make;' Perhaps I seem hard-hearted an' onnatural ia . my way, BcT I prefer real coffoo from a jinuine caff ay." —Harry B. Smith, in America. LITTLE MSS BOT. How She Became Miss Dorotb7 to Earl WellKian, "Miss Dorothy! Miss Dorothy!" Sharply, shrilly, the voice pierced She still, warm air. It was plaiuly evi- '•dent tliat the tall, middle-ag-cd woman Tvho called was verj' angry at not re- -ceiving an answer, for she snatched up -a large sun hat and witli lonfr, rapid Strides strode down the broad driveway. "Miss Dor-o-thy!" "Yes, yes! Tin coming-. '.Vait a min- .ute, please," .and, with swift, flying footsteps, a. young ,grrl came 'bounding' • -across the lawn. A noble hound and a. ^ -stye terrier followed, leaping on her At every step she took." - "Down, Ponto! Fritz, you bad dog! See what you have done to mv dress," jmdshe looked rather ruefully at the large rent in the white. muslin—white once, but no-.v torn and bedraggled with 'mud. . ,. - . . • •• "Well, I never!" and the elder woman held up both hands in amazement."Never saw such a 'sight! Is that it?" It was a sweet, laughing voice that asked, the question.. But'the worm, flushed face was more so—roundjand piquant, sparkling with life and animation... Her head was uncovered, but the ' short, brown hair .clustered about it in soft,-loving.tendrils.. ..- - ••••:. •"I have .been romping with the dogs, Mrs. Grey.. It was warm work, though; and I do wish I had a fan. Oh, may I >iave your hat?" and, merrily laughing,-the tempestuous girl ruthlessly snatched the hat from the astonished woman, "Well, I never!" At this second amazed ejaculation the dimpling sprite threw back her 'fcead, sending out peal after peal of -clear, irresistible laughter. "There, Mrs. Grey, I feel more comfortable," and she placed the hat back carefully. "Thanks—but oh, I forgot; you called me. For what am I wanted, please?" "Mr. Wellman wishes to see you, but .you can't go to him with your dress in that condition." . "Guardy!" and the hot, vivid color rushed o'er cheek and brow, "but I can not help it if I do look so—so wild. He knows that I never look and act like other girls. Down, Ponto! Fritz, come on!" and without stopping, she bounded up the massive stone steps, both, dogs f ollowing; a pretty picture of innocent, girlish grace and abandon. With a quick, impctuoxis movement she threw oncn the study door,, glancing half i ibtfully and a trifle timidly at the i. c aire reclining in the large easy chair. "Ah, little Miss Dot, you havo^re- turaed. Been romping as usual. Now confess," and an amused, playful smile curved Earle'Wellman's lips. "You are right, Guardy. Look!" and she held out the torn gown. "Oh. Dot!" laughing softly, "what a \vild-3ower you are! I heard Mrs. Grey •call vou 'Miss Dorothy,' and as I 'saw you tearing across the lawn, the dogs at T our heels, I could not help smiling. tiuch a grand name for a little hoiden, •brimful of life and mischief. Miss Dorothy, indeed! Nothing but 'Little Miss Dot' will suit you. It is short, just like—" . "Stop!" and a tiny foot camo down angrily. "I know I'm short, but you aced not tell me, and as for 'my name, what's in a name Anyway?" and she tossed back one awry curl in angry impatience. , "A great deal, Miss Dot," and Dot Baker looked up in surprise, »??=dsrjs<r at the cold Hauteur she saw pictiiro'd"ih the strong manly face bending over her —a face that could be chillingly cold or irresistibly winning. "Little Dot, see what I have here!" and his fat'C softened visibly, as he stepped to the sofa and threw back a white coverlid, revealing the sweet, dimpled face of a sleeping child. With a low cry of delight, Dot fell on her knocs before it. "Where did she come from, Guardy?" and Dot hid her f ?,,ie in the mass of soft flannel. "I do not know, Dot. I found this basket in the hall. In it was this child, quietly sleeping, as she is now. And not a word of explanation. I can not understand. Can you lift this veil of mystery the l»ast bit, Miss Dot?" "IS- Howl?" "Well, tlien, what xre we g-oicg to do?" "Do?" Sli? lifted her head, vague alarm and distress in her face. Then she sprang up, clasping the sleeping child to her. "Let ma keep the child, Guardy. You could not send the poor innocent away, could you?" aud she gazed at him plead- tngly. "Miss Dot, yon surprise me. Why ara you to interested in the little stranger?'' "Stranger!" Then, as if recollecting herself, she bent and kissed the little face, thus hiding the deep color that had suffused her own. "I am interested because I love little ones; and see, she is awake." And she held up the baby girl to his view. "Isn't she pretty?" And the tender-hearted, impulsive girl covered the little face with warm, loving caresses. "Oh, Guardy, say that I may keep her. I have always loved her, I—" "What!" "I—1 mean I havo always loved children. .ivr.v please don't look so cross." / It was true that, Earle Wellman did look thoroughly angry—bewildered. "Dorothy Kaker!" laying one hand heavily on her shoulder. "Do you know anything about this child?" "Yes," throwing him a look of mingled fear and defiance: "I know that J love her." "Love IILT: You l,.v everything and everyone." "Do I?"Yes, with one exception, Miss Dot. But that is not answering my question directly. What do you know about this stranger?" "I said I knew that I loved her." "Oh, Miss Dot, why can you not be sensible one moment?" and an amused smile chased away the look of anxious inquiry. "Why won't you think of how I am placed, with a baby—a mere infant, on my hands, and—" "She is a year old, Guardy." "A year old! How do you know that, Miss Dot?" ' "I—oh well, I should judge so. Would not you?" "Yes, I think you arc -right," and he looked more earnestly at tho baby face, nestling so contentedly against Dot "Well, Miss Dot" "Yes, Guardy.'.' "I am sorely puzzled. Let your woman's wit advise me." "Woman's -wit!" laughingly. "And you are always begging me to try to be sensible." - ,"Well, then. try. to tell me where I can find a home for this child. If I can not find some good, motherly soul to take it we shall have to send it into the city to the orphan asylum, where it will'be cared for. Why, Dot! What is the trouble?" and'he sprang forward in alarm. ' . With a face from which every particle of-color had fled, eyes fastened on his in wild, dilated terror, clinging to the child-as if fearful that it would be torn from her, she faced him. . • . "Nol no!" Slowly the words fell from her blanched- lips. "Don't do that, Guardy! It would be cruel, cruel! Baby was sent to you. Some one wants you to care for it. Some one knew that you were pitiful and tenderhearted. Don't, don't send her away." "Some one! Do you know who that some one is?" he sternly demanded. "Why, how should I know?" and she looked at him in blank astonishment "Only some one must have thought so, or they would not have left her here. Don't you see? And," she timidly added, '.'it must be that God wished you to care for baby." He smiled at her childish explana- tiion. "Miss Dot, what'a queer girl you are. Will I ever understand your strange moods? All terror one moment tearfully entreating the next, but always determined to haft'e your own unruly way." "And may I this time? May I keep baby?" she asked eagerly. "Do you realize, child, what a strange predicament this places me in? What would our neighbors say if I adopted a baby?" "Who cares what people say? I don't." "No, I know you do not, but I do." "Then I know.what we can do, Guardy. .-You can tell Mrs. Grundy that Mrs. Grey, your housekeeper, has adopted a child. She will consent if I ask her.' May 1?" Earle Wellman tugged viciously at his dark mustache, looking thoughtfully at the uplifted face. . ...."You. know, Guardy, that I am.so lonesome sometimes: .Just think how this little one would amuse me. .Do not refuse me, Guardy." "No, I will not. Have your own way, little Miss Dot. That is, if Mrs. Grey will consent" "Oh, she will. Now kiss your little protege,"-and Dot laughingly held up the cooing baby. With deeper color fiarle Wellman bent his dark head and did'as she bade him. --.-.--.: "That's right!" and laughing merrily, the happy, triumphant girl fled from the room, It was at college that Earle Welloan met Howard Baker. They were class- rflfctes, and soon became close friends. A long time had elapsed, since the day they graduated, when Earle received a letter from Howard, written on his dying bed. In it he implored' Earla to become guardian to his motherless ten- year-old girl. "She is rich in worldly goods," he wrote, "but without a home." Earle accepted the charge, and placed Dorothy Baker under his mother's loving care. This was eight years ago. " Dorothy, or little Miss Dot, as she was generally called, owing to her petite form and childish ways at ten, willful, yet loving, a sparkling bit of fun and cheer, was changed but little at the age of eighteen; while Earle Wellman, still handsome at thirty- nine, had lost the frank, merry-hearted way that had once characterized him, and had grown coldly stern and repelling to all, excepting the irresistible Dot. It was true, as the servants said—that Dot could win a smile, even a snatch of true, ringing laughter from Earle Well-; man, while others failed. Her childish winsomeness unconsciously compelled all to love her. Her irrepressible impulsiveness was forever causing her trouble, yet she was always ready to soothe and cheer others with her soft, caressing ways. Willfully defiant one moment, strangely quiet and lovingly docile the next, she had woven herself around Mrs. Wellman's heart until she seemed like an own daughter. It had been a happy household of four, till the discovery that Lucie Wellman had eloped with a struggling artist rolsbed it of all its sunshine, crushing out the life of the gentle mother, for the sudden blow was too heavy. Then it was that Earle Wellman changed—a change so quick and complete that it was difficult to realize and believe. He opened one letter from the erring girl, pleading for forgiveness, thus obtaining her address, so-that he could forward one-half the, fortune bequeathed him at hin mother's death, and forbade her ever to let him see her face again. Then ho asked Dot to refrain from uttering h*r name in his presence, laying his mother's sudden death at her door. True, Lucie had pleaded with hor brother to allow her- to marry the artist, whom, she declared, she loved..' All to no avail Had appealed to the mother, but the son ruled, and the young girl left them. Since then Earle had not seen her, and her numerous letters were -fcrown on the burning coals unopened. Dot still remained, and the active housekeeper and servants were .all the companions she / had" in the large, roomy mansion. Earle spent most of hia time in the city, and Dot was left to amuse herself the best she could. . She missed Lucie sorely, . and had attempted to broach the subject many times, but Earle's chilling hauteur had silenced her. She found no chance now to be lonesome. Baby, as she continued to call her, claimed all her time and the child •clung to her with passionate fondness. Leading the child, Dot went into Earle's study oos day. He was, as on the day the little stranger had fallen into his hands so mysteriously, just onc ; year ago, lazily reclining in the same chair. He arose as she entered, welcoming her with a warm, pleased smile. "Ah, Miss Dot, 'you have baby, as usual." "Why, of course! We are inseparable, and I love'her so." He saw the wistful, yearning look that she cast on the child, so full of anxiety, too, that he felt something was amiss. ' : : " "What is the-trouble, Miss Dot? Isn't baby, well?" And he took the curly- headed fairy up in his arms. He, top, had learned to care for the blue-eyed stranger. . • ."Yes," hesitatingly, "baby is well; but, oh, Guardyl 1 want to talk to you. May I?" and she looked at him anxious- Iv, entreatingly. _ : , -,. : . - ; ""Why, child! -What do you mean? Why ask if you may? Am I not always willing?" -•-'... "Yes, Guardy,.yes! But it is .about —Lucie. .Oh,'"don't!" . and. she grasped his; arm with both hands, as she ,saw the look of mingled-rage, and consternation that had swept over his face. "Dorothy!" . , • "Oh, Guardy, don't look so! Be pitiful," and the tears welled up into her brown eyes, while his face softened slightly. "Think of all these years, and not a word from Lucie. Don't you want to see her?" . "No!" Distinctly and harshly the word :fell, and he threw off her hands and walked to the window. One moment .the girl looked after him, irresolute and doubtful, then uhe followed. This time she did not touch him, but laid one hand on the head of the child clinging to her dress. '"Guardy, I do not believe you. I know you do want to see her." . "Miss Dorothy!" and Earle looked at her in amazement. "I mean it. Since baby came you have relented toward your sister. O, Guardy, forgive her fully." "Dot, I cannot. Think of mother. You know and -1 know that it was Lucie's disgraceful conduct that killed her. Forgive her.! Never." .'. "Think of your mother in Heaven— pleading-for her homeless child. She loved and would -have forgiven her, in spite of all Guardy, for her sake, call her. back." •.--.,With a stifled. groan he staggered to a chair, .burying his if ace in both hands. Dot cast herself down at his feet laying one hand on his bowed head. • "Guardy!" There;, was a depth of pitying-tenderness :in her young voice. "Let me tell you what I know of 'Lucie. . She is in B aloiie. Her hustand is dead, and she is longing to return home. I long to have her. • Her husband was true;• Guardy', and she loved him to the end. Think'of:that Oh, say something to me! This awfulsilence frightens me so." He lifted kis head slowlj. me uuink, Dot. i am oewiicl- ered," and he passed his hand over his forehead. . - • "Yes, think,, Guardy! Think of the long years that have rolled by since she last saw her home—her brother! And, oh, Guardy, think of the long, heartbroken year that has passed since she held her baby in her arms. Think how she is yearning to feel the touch of warm, baby lips once more. Knowing all this, can you refuse to allow her to return home?" "Her baby!" "Yes, baby! This is hers. Her own Alice, named after your mother. Oh, don't send her away!" and the girl sprang up, clasping both arms closely around the child. "This—Lucie's child? Am I dreaming?" "No.it is true," and she placed the baby girl in his arms. Without a word he dropped his head over that of the wandering child. "And you knew it, Miss Dot?'' "Yes, I knew it," she repeated, humbly; -"I hoped you would learn to love baby, then, for her sake, would forgive Lucie. Will you do so, Guardy?" "Let me think. Leave me for a minute, Dot." He -kissed the child, gently replacing her in Dot's outstretched arms. And her heart ached as she saw the pained, worn expression on his face. "Will you forgive me for my deceit and intrigue first?" "I have nothing to forgive, little'Miss Dot," and her eyes brightened as the old pet name fell on her ear. She closed the door gently, throwing one backward glance at him' as he sat with bowed head. A few minutes later the door was pushed open. He did not look up, thinking it was Dot, and he half expected to feel her light hand laid on his head. The silence oppressed him. He lifted his head. "Lucie!" he sprang from the chair, took two steps towards the slight, black-robed figure, then turned from her. "No, Guardy! Not that!" and another form flew across the room, grasping his arm, and Dot's tearful, pleading- face looked up into his. "For baby's' sake; for mothers—for mine—forgive her." "Lucie!" "Earle!" The long-parted brother and sister were in each other's arms. "Little Miss Dot." "Yes, Guardy." "I want a little payment for all this skillful strategem on your part. Can I hav.e it?" "Tell me what you want first," and once more the roguish dimples danced about in merry glee. "I want little Miss Dot for my own— my wife. Even though I am old and—" A soft hand was laid over his mouth. "But I shall be Mrs. Dorothy then," and her sweet, ringing laughter rang through' the room. And Earle Wellman was content—Lillian M. Leslie, in Boston Glebe. The Usual Implements. "So your papa has gone fishing, has he?" said" the minister to Johnny Cumso. "What land of tackle does he use?" "Hook and lying," replied the intelligent boy.—N. Y. 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TO WEAK MEN gnfferine from the cffeoU of youthful erron, Mrly ' fjocay,wutlngfr»ine««,lo»t manhood, etc, I wOl •end k vi.ln»bls tr»ti« f sensed) containing tt3l fttticditri tor home cn», PR EE of charge, 1. •plendii medic*! work; «hOTilflbe re»dby envr EUXL 'Who U nerronj *nd dobilitatfid. AddraM, Frof. F. C. FOWLJKH, Hoodiu, Conn. HURMLEST- HEADACHE POWCRS. jPositivBly the Best. CURE ALL HEADMHE3. They are not a Cathartic For Sale by Bed Fisher. Lake Erie ^Western Railroad Co. "NATURAL GAS ROUTE." Condensec Time Table IN EFFECT MARCH 1st 1890 Solid Trains between Sanduste and Peorla and Indianapolis and Michigan Cltv. DIRECT Connections to and from all points tn tb« United States and Canada, Trains Leave Logansport and connect with the L. K. & W. TralHS as lollows: TTABASH B. H- LeaveLogansport,4:13p.m..1150a.m... 8J»s.m Arrive Peru •«36p.m..U:Ma.m... 8*6*,» L.E.& W.B.H. Leave Pern, North Bonnd !..4:45p.m 10:40».»South Bound 11:50 a. m WABASH K, K. LeaveLogansport,3:46p.m.. 7£0a.m Arrive LaFayette, 4:55p.m., 92oa.m L. E. & W. E. B_ Leave LaFayette, • • EustBonnd l:50p.m West Bonnd. 5:10 p.ro H. C. PAHKEE, Traffic Manager, C. V. DALY, Gen. Pass. ft.Tlcket Agt. '.NDIiN'APOLia, TSD. A Chicago druggist retailed 200fl*00of B. F. Keesling and Cnllen & Co.,8ol» Agents in Logansport. JUDICIOUS AND PERSISTENT Advertising has always'^prOVOD, •successful. Before placing any Xewspuper Advertising consult LORD & THOMAS. ADVERTISISO AGKSTS, 15 tn <!> nnrdoll* Stn-U CHICAGO. A N-XIV, •'.' KKKRDT POSITIVJt CUKK FOB BRIOHTINE DIABETES, ' rt-RirfHrrit """ '' Correspondonco *'o)lct«J, valuable jif Donation, Iree. Dun*] discount W HI*. . indred :-»Ilm«n*« . 18 1/» 8<*)le Street • - Chlouo. HI. W. L. DOUGLAS SHOE V n^riS ranted, ana so ataroped on oottom/ J.IB. WINTERS* IBroadwar .tj; nldemo-eod

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