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\% GILBERTSVILLE, OTSEGO CO. N. Y., WEDNESDAY, MAY 10, 1876. NO. 1. James E. Mmblp oal Tor & PROPRIETOR irs. -Seventy five cents in adva: ice; if not until the end of the year, $1.00 will be chlirged. Those living out of. the Coun- st send $ .85, and they 'will receive p§per free of postage, as we shall be oblig@id to pay postage in advance on all pu- pers Weaving the Count) TERMS OF ADVERTISING. 1 m 1 week $ ,25| 1.4 col n 3 mo. $ 7,50 2 ,85 le \> ~- 9,00 » 3 3+ ,.)0 * 6¢ §yean 11,00 o s 75 1-2 \ 6 mo. 12,00 \ 8 mo. 2,00 \ 1 year, 18,00 \ 6 \ ._ 8,50]1 \* 3 mo. 11,00 » 9 » 5’00 66 6 66) 18,00 \ 1 year, 7,50 22.91 year, 30,00 ~~ Business Cards, five lines or less, Three Dollars and Fifty Cents a year. JOB OFFICE —‘\’0w complete is ready to attend ordexe _ A gusiqesg gird/57 AGENTS WANTED' GADSBY & BROW N,, *- (ilbertsville, Otsego (Co. N. x., Manufacturers of the AMERICAN COMMERCIAL INX. Will furnishijit by the pint, quart, or gallon. Bend your Add ess for price of Inx and other articles. . PillleEIL'S. Amoncuu and Swiss Watches. .Clockg, JEWELRY, PLATED (@#AREf Sc, - thbcztsmlle, N. Y F i n i WBE HAVE GREAT FACILITES POR THE OTSEGO’JOURNAL hemant sees n suc Don't forget to Subscribe for ' poor, cof embroidery, into tlu‘ ..~l_;\:l}i1'. Poctry. _ Do NOT SLAM THE GATE. lhow Harry, pray don't laugh at me; But when you go so-late, * ~I wish you would be caref ul dear, - __To never slam that gate; + For Bessie listens every night, And so dock-teasing Kate, To toll me next day what o \clock They heard you slam the gate; Twas nearly ten last night you know, But now 'tis very late, (We've talked about so many things;) O, do not slam the gate! For all the neighbors hearing it Will say our future fate We've been discussing; so I beg You not to slam the ~~ For though it is all very true, I wish that they would want To canvass our affairs-until-, Weil-pray don't slam the gate! At least not now. But by and by, - . When'in \our home\ I wait, Your coming, I shall always like To hear you slam the gate' » For whether you go out or in, At early hours, or late, The whole world wil not tease me then About that horrid gate! THE ARTISTS SACRITICHE, On a cold evening in J anuary-one of those dark and gloomy evenings which fill one with sadness-there sat watch- ing by the bed of a sick man, in g little room on the fifth floor, a woman of a- bout forty, and two plettv children-a boy of twelve and a little girl of cight, The exquisite neatuess. of nost concealed its wretchedness: every thing announced order and economy, but at the same time great poverty. A painted wooden bedstead, covered with coarse bat clean calico sheets, blue cal- ico curtains, four chairs, a straw arm- chair, a high desk of dark wood, with a few books and- boxes placed on sheh es, composed the entire furniture of the room. And yet the man who lay on that wretched bed, whose pallid check, and harsh, incessant cough, foretold the ap- pIOACll of death, -was one of the bright- est ornaments of our literature. Hls historical works had won for him eEu- ropean celebrity, his writings having been translated into all the modern lan- guages; yet he had always remained because his devotion to science had prevented him from devoting a suf- ficient portion of his time to produc- tive lahor. An unfinished picce of costly em- broidery thrown on a little stand near the bed, another piece of a less costly kind, but yet to luxurious to be intend- ed for the use-of this poor family, showed that his wife and daug] this gentle child, whoselarge dark eves were so full of: sudnes-end leavored by _ f‘LSthnS, she embraced them ; | at the door, and M, Raymond, a young , ducted him to the other room. | ‘gui Madame G fully, and her son llldustrlously color- ing some prints destined for a book of and raising her tearful eyes toward heaven she scemed to be thanking the Al- mighty, and, in the midst of her af- fliction, to be filled with gratitude to | Him who had blessed her with such children. Soon after, a gentle ring was heard doctor, with a frank, pleasing counte- nance, entered and inquired for the invalid. / v \Just the same, doctor,\ ume G The Younor man went into the next room, and gazed for some moments at- | i said Mad- wife fixed her eyes on the doctor's countenance, and seemed there to read hor fate. - ie \Is there no hope, doctor ?\ shel, asked, in a choking voice, as she con- The doctor was silent, and the afflicted mother embraced her children and wept. After a pause she said: \There is one idea which haunts me continu- ally: I should wish so much to have my husband's likeness. Do you know of any generous and clever artist, doc- tor? Oh, how much this would add to the many obligatons you have already laid me under?\ @ Unfortunately, I am not acquainted with a single artist,\ replied the young docter. 'i I must then renounce this desire,\ , sighing. Eheo next mornlng Henry-~so the lit- tle boy was called-having assisted his mother and his sister Marie in their household labors, dressed himself care- fully, and, as it was a holiday, asked permission to go out. \\ Go my child,\ said his mother; and breath a hLLle fresh air: your con- tinual work is injurious to you.\ The boy kissed his fathor's wasted hand, embraced his mother and sister, and went out, at once sad and pleased. When he reached the street he hesita- ted for a moment, then directed his steps toward the drawing school where he attended every day: he entered, and rung at the door of the apar tment be- longing to the professer who directed this academy A servant .opened the door, and conducted him into an cle- gantly furnished breakfast-room; for the professor was one of the richest and most distinguished painters of the day. He was breakfasting alone with his wife when Henry entered. «'There, my dear,\ he said to her, as hepercened Tenry; \ there is the clev- crest pupil in the fichexm This lit-} (ta go tentive ely on the sleeper, while the poor | This friend 'h paint, and I have five or six at piesent to finish.\ ' \'But my dear,\ interposed his w1fe take you but little time: think of the poor mother, whose husband will so soon be lost to her forever.\ \It grieves me to refuse you, my déar: but you know that my battle-piece, which is destined for Versailles, must be sent to the Louvre in a fortnight, for I can not miss the Exposition this year, But stay, my little friend, I will - give you the address of several of my pll-pllS° tell them I sent you, and you will certainly find some one of them who will do what you wish. Good morn- ing, Henry!\ \(Good-by my little fnend \ added the lady \I hope you {ms be success- ful.\ The boy took His leave with a bursting heart. | Henr ngered thrdu gh the gardens ”Ofthe sebatin g with him self if he should apply othe young ar- tists whosefieidresses he held in Aig hand. Fearing that 1L, new efforts might be equally 1111ch igiul hogewas trying to nerve himspM## encounter fresh refusals, when hg wis accosted by a boy of his own age, His fellow-student at drawing school. Jt ro josed that they should walk to ather: é? n..ob- serving Henry's *he asked.bhim the cause. Henry told him of his moth- er's desire; their master's refusal. to take the portralt and of his own dis- like to apply to those young artists, who were strunvers to him. «\Come v1th ? cried J ll as d speukg? m mister is also an ar 21st she Hg gifilw‘a (ys taken care of me, for our father and mother died when we were both very young. She is so kind and go fond of me, t mt I am very sure she will not refuse.\ The two boys tr “01st the Avenue de'l Observatoire, the merry, joyous face of the one 0011tmst1ng with . the sadness and anxicty of the other. When they got to the end of the avenue they entered the Rue de'l Ouest, and went into aquiet looking house, up to the fourtlugtory of vhich Jules mounted. with rim steps, dragging poor Henry with him. He upped gayly at'a little door, which a young servant apcned :he passed tluolmhthe ante-chamber, and the two boysfound themselves in the presence of Emily d'Orbe, the sister of Jules. She appeared to be about twenty-five: she was not tall, and her face was rather pleasing than handsome; yet her whole appearance indicated cultivation and amiability. Mer dress was simple, but exquisitely neat; her gown of brown tle fellow really promised to do me eat credit one day. Well, my little: riend, what do you wish to say to me?\\ l , the work of their hands to make up! “Slr my father is very ill-the doct- for the mqvml‘u tiveness of his efforts. | or fears that he may die: poor mamma, The sick man slept. and the mother, | taking away the luiup and the pieces: went with her cloldren> s room. which served hbothas amteech drfl’wrundtlinine reom i 3m sf ml hosrlf is©&othe table. and teen to her work with aos aut and ab- stoke hase & heg lp Ln 1 R - r <0 ~ val Cual ha who is very fond of papa, wishes to! have his portrait. Would you, sir. be. kind enough to take it? Oh do not. pray sir. do not refuse me!\ said Henry, whose tearful eves were fixed 1mplorm~h on the artis. lmpuwnllh‘ ll: nry- impossible!\ repl led the pai \Lari three aeusand francs aed every poritad d stuff fitted well to her graceful figure; her linen cuffs and collar were \of a _ snowy whiteness; her hair was parted in front, and fastened up behind a Fan- L’zqw but she wore no ribbon, no or- 'nament-nuthing but what was necessa- ry. The furniture of the room. which served at the same time as sitting-room and studio, was equally simple: a little 11\‘m,sm110(h m~ andtwo arm chairs covered with cray cloth. a round table, a black marble time peice of the sim- plest forms: two engiavinss. the \Spa- and the ~Thiee Ma- sme di Sica \it seems to me that this portrait would ~~~
