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that and for gures you We fewer we ill re- you will Y. | * N. AND old and New lowest Remem:- ¥ HILL ER, with HILL General with HILL & $ £. 6. @. A. Nasn, VOL. I. Independent. Devoted to Local, County and. General News. SANDY HILL, WASHINGTON COUNTY, N. Y.. JANUARY, 21, 1880. 75 Cents Per YrEir. NO. 9. TIME TABLE. @LEN'S FALLS BRANCH-D. & H. C. Co's R. R In effect January 15th, 1880. Bourn. 1.2,j’3’4'5'6 Leaves Glens Falls 7.05% 8.20t 11.80, 2.05 | Bandy Hill | 7.15 | 9.50 ' 1145 | 2.15 | 5.10 | 6.40 And in it's morning splendor an Frome | nes (10.10 | 12.00 | 225 | 6.00 | ags | It touched a child's soft, falling hair, ; | I Her blue, blue eyes and face so fair, Norte- | | I I 'A. MIA. M. A. M. Ft.eEdwr'd, 7.85 10.80 | 12.15 Sandy Hill | 7.50 i 10,40 12.80! 8.45 , 5.45 © 7.156 I Ar. G. Flls.l 8,10 | 10.50 } 12.45 | | ”z-Meet, triflns fl; Tro: ‘annAd hAIbtiny. tMeet traing for Whitehall and the North., 1 Night Express for Albany leaves Ft. Ed, 10.4 5P. Mf Night Express for Montreal leaves Ft Ed. 1.20 A. if No trains on this brach meet the Night trains. A. M.. A. M. A. M.P. M. P. MIP. M. ' 5.00.“ 6.95+ God's smile, the sunlight, was falling down I (P. M. P. M.:P. M. | Years onward passed, and again I stood, I 8.85 | 5.30 | 7.05 8.55 , 6.00 | 7.25 MISCELL A N Y. and handsome bachelor apartments, are preferable to love and poverty,\ she ans- Three Sunlit Days. In a glory bright o'er that quaint old town, With kisses warm and tender, While here and there, through the silent wood Warm noonday light was straying, Which with a certain subtle grace On laughing lips and blush-rose face Of a fair young girl was playing. Where care I to-day for shade of shine As 1 hold this dear little wife of mine, And life seeras fair before us? And the evening sky of gold and rose Its glowing, gleaming mantle throws a SOCIETIES, The Regular Communications of Sandy Hi Lodge No, 872 F. and A. M., are held at Masonic Hall on the First and Third Tuesdays of each month, at ? o'clock P. M. O. Guy, Secretary. The Regular Convocations of Sandy Hill Chap-| me to speak these words-how it is al- a R. A. M., are held at Masonic Hall on most lik the Second and Fourth Tuesdays of each month, e 8. B. Aworer, High Priest. ter No. 1 at ? o'clock P, M. M. CornzLL, Secretary. Arcturus Lodge No. 55 I O. of O. F., meets|°D Wasting the best years of your life in every Wednesday evening at? o'clock, at Odd /a dreary waiting, and I-I have written H. B. Vavexx, N. G. |failure against my name. Fellow's Hall. C. A. Warts, Secretary. Kingsbury Lodge, No. 203, Ancient Order of barren truth.\ United Workmen, meets at the Masonic Lodge Room on Second and Fourth Monday evenings J % ichss 8. B. Aweres, an w.) C8 face as he uttered the above words. of each month, J. 8. Cooney, Recorder. Sandy Hill Lodge E7120. Empire Order of| the dark eyes, as they now rested on the Mutual Aid meets at Masonic Lodge Room the ist and 3d Monday evenings of each month, . H. Durkee, President. J. S. Cooley, Secretary. J. S. Sutppy, Master. ® In a tender halo o'er ust 11 HER TWO LOVERS. \I tell you, Kate, we must give it all up. God only knows how hard it is for ing the heart out of my body, the life-blood from my veins-but I see no other way, dear. You can't go I might as It is the hopeless, well acknowledge it. Kate Thornton looked up into her lov- It was a strangely handsome face, though burning coals in the grate before which they sat, held an expression of sullen misery. TENNIS J. SULLIVAN, Attorney and Counselor AT LAW, Sammy HmL, - - NEw York. E SCULLY, MERCHANT TAILOR, AND DEALER IN Gent's Furnishing Goods. MIDDLEWORTH BLOCK, - SANDY HILL, 1-y W IL B E R, MANUFACTURER OF FINE LIGHT CARRIAGES Wagons and Sleighs. A fine line of Single and Two-seated Portland Slsighs in Stock for this season's trade. Repairing aspecialty ; orders promptly attended to. SANDY HILL, WASHINGTON Co , N. Y. b- ESTABLISHED IN 1860, Jp'ranx Counnman, MANUFACTURER OF FINE HAVANA CIGARS, AND DEALER IN ALL KINDS OF SMOKERS' ARTICLES, No. 127 - - FORT EDWARD, N. Y. t-me Buimox®n: THOMAS BRICE, B U I L D E R, Sarpy Hirn, N. Y. Manufacture of Sash, Blinds, Doors, Door and Window Frames, Mouldings, Brackets, all necessary articles for building, Sawing, Planing. Band Sawing, &c. t\ Agent for “hummus: County for Wolf's Patent Blind Hingo and Fastener 1-y OUSZ PAINTING, -- Graining, Kalsomining AND PAPER HANGING. The undersigned, having purchased a set of Patent Metallign G nining Tools, are prepared to execute all kinds of House Graining, YV e ciaim one man can do more work with these tools in one dug than two can the old way Samples of work shown on applicatior to [the exquisitely lovely face, How often the girl had looked before on the almost faultless features, the tall, fine figure, always dressed without flaw, yet escaping even a suspicion of dandy- ism-looked and worshiped the man to whom f.:ce and form belonged. Her own face had grown very pale now, and her lips trembled, as though struggling to conceal her emotion as she | angwered : \* Give me up, Fred ? I don'tthink you quite mean those words. I have never doubted your love once in five long years. You would not have me doubt it now t* « Kate !\ the name was whispered in a wered, with a lttle bitterness and a touch of wounded pride. She had offered to brave all for him and his love's sake, and he had refused the offering. ** There you are unjust again, Kate- It is only for your sake I would not take advantage of your offer. Some day, you will thank me for it. - Now, I must only give you up-give up the one thing that has been a joy to me in my weary life. Oh, Kate don't you misunderstand me! From the rest of the world, I can bear it ; but not from you/ So it was decided. 'There were a few more words of bitter reasoning on his part, alow, passive acquiescence on hers, then the little drama was over-Kate Thornton's engagement was at an end. engagement as an accepted fact, and Mrs, Thornton wisely said nothing that | sented: but he would not. Mamma was evening, nor for many days, when she unwilling the engagement should con- saw Kate's pale face and proud, quiver-| tinue longer on its uncertain basis, and ing lips ; then she simply took the broken | so-we separated.\ forward to meet him. and presented him to Mr. Mayville, who in a few moments took his leave. A silence fell between the two left alone, that Mr. Crosby broke it. 'You were once engaged to that gen- tleman?\ he questioned, but in his tone was no reproach. | The girl felt as though in the presence of a judge, kind and just, but firm as adamant. 'Yes,\ she assented. \Why was not the engagement ful- filled?\ \He was poor,\ she said, bitterly. An expression of intense pain fitted aver her listener's face. \Do not misunderstand me,\ she con- tinued, roused to some explanation. . \I did not mind poverty-I would have mar- ried him on Ralf his income, had he con- help it, Fred-I can't indeed! I cannot marry you-I no longer love you,\ ''Rather say,\ he retorted, stung to re- crimination, on seeing the prize once his now slipping from his grasp-\rather say you have learned worldly wisdom, and you prefer a richer lover.\ A great scorn gathered in her eyes. This was the man for whom she would have once counted the world well lost; | and she, in her former blind idolatry, had failed ® see that he, too, had a god, the god of self. \Let us part friends, Fred,\ she said, at last. - \You will know some day how you have wronged me.\ But he, refusing to see the little white hand outheld to him, bowed coldly and withdrew, The days that followed were very dreary. The long future stretched wea- rily before her, but each day revealed be- fore her, but each day revealed to her the secret of her own heart. *With her own hand she had cast away smiled at her own diplomacy. of exultation, when, six months later, ence, and said, quietly, with a weary look on her beautiful face : * Mother, Harold Crosby asked me to- night to become his wife. I told him I did not love him as he deserved ; but he was content, and so-we nre engaged.\ Harold Crosby! He was not hand- some, certainly. but good, and true, and tender, and his income might have been the envy of a prince. - The kiss that Mrs. Thornton pressed upon her daughter's lips was of fervent gratitude, but she wisely refrained from words. As to Kate herself, her life now was r dream, which she strove to believe had no awalk- ening. Something of what was going 'on in her mind, Mr. Crosby seemed to understand, for hein mo way obtruded his claims upon her. Flowers and beautiful gifts were her daily portion. His carriage stood at her command. Her friends showered con- gratulations upon her, until unconcious- ly to herself, the old, restless feeling was gradually passing away from her. and tone of thrilling reproach. \Ah you know,'' he went on, \that you never could doubt my love. It is the nobler. better part of myself ; but thirk what these five years have been to you. Five' were but eighteen when you promised to' three-\ growing old !\ she said. sadly. What has: facts ?\ | ** You are unjust,\ he replied. been tempted to give you bac your free- dom, but that I could not.\ reproaching you. | 1 see it all.\ , ** Yes,\ he agreed. She says, and says t : I truly, with your heart and beauty, you Broanw ay, could win any prize, and that Iam sel- Pinte. He stopped, choked with emation. (£4 **I don't think you will ever see that day. make at least two thousand a year with; 4 your practice, - Wecan live on that, and give up your clubs, and your juxurious be love in a cottage, Fred, but it will be love and, I think, happiness.\ ing about!\ he answered. fretfully. ''We should both be miserable, wretched.- D. T. NASH & CO., - - Sandy Hill, N. Y. wasted years, the best of your life ! You' on entering tho house one chilly - 1; , become my wife. You are now twenty.! img before the fire, almost as he had stood !a year agone! He turned at her entrance, I n R mr «* So they are wasted years, and I am} And shesaw that he was very pale. so suddenly opened your eyes to both ' tins with the rest.\ © ¥ou 'in spite of every effort, her voice trem- know that time and time again I have' bled. ** And what has made it eagy for you frst thing that reached meat the club. now? Ah, you have been talking {o There were plenty eager to let meknow,\ mamma, Fred, and she has been again} he added. with a hoarse laugh, then broke} 'down. She rose from the chair then, and stood |erous nobility, Asit is, God help me! beside him, a slight blush mounting to|I think Ihave no heart to give to any man. contentment, if not happiness, stealing in its place. Fred K. Mayyillewas abroad. He hail sailed immediately after their ruptured engagement. What, then, was Kate's December afternoon, to find him stand- vI have come to offer my congratula: \You have returned?\ she said; and, \I only landed yesterday,\ he replied. \The news of your engagment was the The smile deepened into a silent laugh Kate came one evening into her pres- fused?\ iation to which this exposed her. hearts; then he said, very quietly : right. derstood that. but you shall hear from me latter.\ Mechanically she placed her cold hand inhis warm dlasp; then, in a dull, hope- less sort of way, realized that she was aloon-alone, henceforth and forever; for, though Harold Crosby had in no set form of words cast her off, she knew that the bonds between them were sev- ered. That same evening the note she expec- ted reached her: \lam calmer now, Kate, then when I left you, a few hours ago. I am able once more to forget myself, and think only of your happiness, which is the one thing nearest my heart. You have never loved me, dear; therefore, it is only I who will suffer at our separation. and I am a man and strong. You will hear from Mr. Mayville of his iinproved pros pects I can only add my prayer that every good thing in life may fall to yom share, who so richly deserve them all.\ She read and re-read the lines. W hat did he mean? He seemed to write as though some future good were assured her. What, then, made her heart so sad? Part of the mystery was cleared when, the next morning, Fred was admitted to her presence, and, in tones half of shame, half of triumph, told her of the wonder ful good fortune that had just befallen; him, Mr. Crosby bad sent for him the pre- ceding afternoon, to ask him to become the legal adviser of their imine nse husiw \Kate how could you?\ he ques ioned, in bitter reproach. \You forget it was your doing. nur' \ she answered. only wish I were more worthy his gen- \Because it is mine, and because you!' Come, Fred ; let us end it in an-jare not the woman to love twice!\ he \ & [C other way, | You think I am not fit to bei S2id, in a ringing tone of triumph. Look|the man who had resigned all, never . F c ev f - {dreaming but that she, too, was ready to! a poor man's wife ; but I am, dear. Youlin my eyes, Kate, straight and true, and aming ' 7 receive the sacrifice, eny it if you can.\ I The old magnetism of his presence not starve, either, , You will have to thrilled her; the music of his voice, the some as of old, but its beauty no longer 1 ‘stmngely handsome face, peering into ibsotbed her vision. little bachelor dinners ; but I could hard- het own, all asserted tHeir old sway. none of its music. but it no longer thrilllvd ly spare you for either, anyhow. It wil] She dared not meet the test he prupnsedjhor senfw. She. had lived a dream-life \God help us both!\ he said, “Oh.|“f her imagination. Kate, if I had this man's money, what ** You don't know what you are talk- continent could divide us?\ \Mr. Crosby,\ 1 \I would have est for you, and that he hoped it would fishly standing in the way of your future, been true to you, not five, but fifty years. “kn.\ the “5“ t\ our future lmpsunvssfi a t hapéiness It is all true Enml‘gh ; but op, ' but you rejected my offer, not I yours.| He isa prince Kate. I almost principal bathing-places of Germany, | . s ~ It is t I engaged to Mr. Crosby,. Fou could keep a corner in your heart t is true I am engaged to Mr. Crosby.,] God, to see you the wife of another man! f Sag f for me. before her, and hor dream fled, incredulous, Fred Mayville refused to be- lieve that the good gifts had come too The servant at this instant announced: 8te-that she no longer loved him. No:; Tcould never drag you down to the name. He must have overheard Fred that.\ lMayville‘s words, «* Which means that clubs and dinuemiStmggling for solf-‘comumnd, Kate woent/ unhappy,\ she murmured: ness - connection-a - connection ‘Vhivlll would guarantee him an income of from! six to eight thousand a year. | «He told me frankly.\ he added, \that| he was mduced to do this through inter- | Then .e went on in his eager protesta- trons of love and his hopes for the future a The girl listened calmly, quietly, as if in stone. He accepted all giving bo thought to She looked into his face. - It was hand- The reality stood Amazed, Te 'first pleaded, then reproached. 'I seemed destined to make every one \You mean to say that you told him|her life's happiness. you wofhld marry him, and that he re- |shesat alone, one afternoon in the early 'Poor child! you have been very hard- ly tried. You meant to do what was|in avoice that strove to be cheerful. \I Always believe, Kate, that I un-| meant to write my adieux, But concluded Now I must leave you; to see you instead. His voice had lost |of their prosperity. So she thought, as spring, when the servant, throwing open ''Yes,\ she answered, wondering why /the door of the hbrary, announced a vis- she had never felt before the full humil- itor, She glanced up to see Harold Crosby! A minute elapsed, during which each| He came forward with the easy, famil- only heard the beating of their own|iarair of a friend striving to dissipate tier embarassment. \I am going away Miss Kate,\ he said, I wanted to tell you, you must not reproach yourself for the past. I had no right to expect to win the love of such a woman, but I feared, as you did not consumate your happiness, it might have been because\ «*You did not know,\ she interrupted, **that my engagement with Mr. Mayville never was renewed?\ \May I ask you why?\ \Because\-her voice faltered-I had ceased to love him. - Another, better worthier man had taken the place he once held in my heart.\ *'Tell me no more,\ he said, hoarsely. *I wish you and him all joy, I thought myself stronger than I am. - What mat- lters it, so I must give you up. who wins the prize! Good-by!\ \I-I can't let you go like this'\ she faltered. | \Why won't you understand?\ + What am I to understand, Kate?\ he questioned, gravely. She had risen to her feet now. the cerdor flushing to her lovely cheek. her ey eshidden by the long, sweeping lashes. *'Only, Harold, that I was never worthy of you, but that if you go away, if you cast me off the second time. it will break my heart. for Liore you. and you alone!\ **My | wife!\ he whispered, wide his arms, \my rery. sory!\ But Kate heard no more, She was sob- bing out her happiness upon his heart. -s4+ A Paying Occupation. opening In Berlin, there recently died an old man who made an immense fortune by begging. - In summer. he invariably left his grand house for four or five months. It is now known that he regularly fre- quented, at least until (lbw years ago, there to ply his tride as a beggar. In wretched dress. immvalid's cap, blue spec- tactes, long snow-white hair, and appar- ently palsied limbs, he used to shamble slowly along the promenades. - He never directly asked for anything. but used to receive voluntary offeritys from the vis- itors, and these amounted to a large sum, which was regularly dispatched to Berlin every - week. - His birgest harvests were collected in the great gambling tow ns, when those were ia full bloom It was supposed that he had formerly been rich. but had lost - every-thing at the gaming-tables. moved by his pitiable appearance. more than once during the day some player who made a lucky stroke of business sympathetically press a piece of gold up- on the old man's asceptance. He is to have driven this prefitable trede for thirty seasons. - At home he was entirly [the fine gentleman and the most gener- \but I can't of hosts.
