JONES JONES; OR, IF ALL WERE RICH, WHO WOULD SERVE?
FANNIE stood gazing out of the window, apparently deep in thought, for she seemed entirely unconscious of her brother's entrance into the library, and only turned when Jack, the irrepressible, called out to her,—
“A penny for your thoughts; Fan.”
“They’re not worth it; I was only thinking how nice it would be to be rich,” she answered with a sigh.
“Well here’s for a beginning,” and Jack tossed her the offered penny.
“That’s too suggestive of our poverty; what I want is dollars.”
“It would be kind of nice, that’s a fact, if a fellow didn’t have to keep on the trot six days during the week just for the sake of getting four dollars on Saturday night,” chimed in their younger brother Bert.
“I don’t care about the working, but I’d like to dress as some people do. Lizzie Stevens just passed the window with such a lovely dress on, and a long blue plume in her hat that must have cost more than my whole suit,” and Fanny gave another and deeper sigh, at the remembrance of the richly attired young girl whose passing had created such a longing to be rich.
“What would you like to be rich for, Bertie?” asked Uncle Jack looking up from the paper he was reading.
Bertie seemed to know what reply was expected of him, and answered, quite unabashed,
“Well, I wouldn’t object to having turkey every day for dinner.”
“Well said for our family ostrich,” put in Jack. Bertie was never known to be satisfied in the eating line, and his unappeasable appetite had become a standing joke.
“Wouldn’t it be splendid, now, if every one had just as much money as he wanted, and need work only when he felt like it?” continued Jack. He was not a lazy boy, but a fun-loving fellow, who very often would have preferred a good game of ball or marbles rather than be obliged to run on errands all day, which was his usual employment.
“I guess you have never heard the story of ‘Jones Jones,’ have you?” asked Uncle Jack.
“No; tell it to us,” answered all the children in a chorus; and of course Uncle Jack had to lay aside the evening paper from which he had been diverted, and relate to them the sad results which followed when the world became rich in a hurry.
“Jones Jones was a Welshman, as you would easily guess from his name, even if I omitted to tell you that he had a great love of money, which trait is characteristic of the whole Welsh nation. Put a Welshman in the most out-of-the-way place and under the most disadvantageous circumstances, and although he may seem poor and live meagerly, ten to one you will find, after his death, that he has laid up quite a snug little fortune somewhere. But unlike many people, a Welshman is willing to work for it, and, if need be, stint for it; so Jones Jones was a hard-working Welshman, and managed to lay by something from his earnings every year, but it was a very slow process and he grew impatient to become rich. One day as he was counting over his savings, he wished, oh, how he wished, that he had more to count, and he included the whole world in his wish, just as Jack did.
“Before a week had passed, Jones Jones saw that his money was accumulating, and seemed to come to him without trouble.
“I shall have to keep a bank account,’ said he, and the next morning he made his way to a prominent bank with a large amount of money to deposit, and the next week he did the same; but the next time Jones Jones went, the banker refused to take his gold.
“‘But I’ll pay you well for taking care of it,’ said the Welshman.
“‘Don’t want it,’ answered the banker, ‘and it is safe enough on your front door-step, now that all the towns-people are getting so rich.’
“And Jones Jones found it so. Soon he had collected such wealth that he began to think of retiring from business.
“‘Now,’ said he to his family, ‘I can live comfortably without an anxious thought or care for your future.’ And as he stretched himself out in his luxurious easy-chair, he remarked with a look of satisfaction, ‘This is something like living!’
“An idle life, however, was not what Jones Jones had been accustomed to, and time soon began to hang heavily on his hands. He tried to bethink him what other rich men did, and at last decided to while away the time in improving his house and grounds. Indeed, when he came to think about it, his house particularly needed it. Externally it was very stiff and plain, and internally it was very contracted for a man of means. Yes, certainly a wing was needed on the south side, and a bay-window on the front, and a mansard roof would make the house more imposing.
“So, after settling in his own mind what alterations would be needed, he stepped over to William Williams, the architect. Williams thought it would be a great improvement, but when Jones patronizingly requested him to draw the plans, Williams informed him with the air of a millionaire that he didn't do anything of that sort himself; and one would never suppose from his manner that he had given his profession only the week before.
“Jones Jones was disappointed, but decided to try a builder by the name of Griffiths next, who was also a very good hand at designing. Griffiths consented to undertake the job ‘merely as a matter of friendship,’ if Jones Jones could furnish the masons and carpenters. But not a carpenter could he find who was willing to work for him. They had all given up their shops, some of them not being able to sell their business even. Finally, he came across a mason living very humbly, but upon inquiry he was told that the reason he was found in such poor quarters was that he could find no one to help him build a house for himself, and so was forced to live in the same old cottage, though the money lay in heaps on the floor.
“After fruitless efforts in every direction, Jones Jones was forced to content himself with his abode as it was.
“‘It’s one comfort, anyway,’ he said to his wife, ‘that we have enough to eat and to wear.’
“‘It is all well enough if you have some one to cook the food and make the clothes.’ she answered, ‘but the cook told me to-day that she was going to be married, and no one will engage to take her place; and, worse than that, the dress-maker said that she would not take in any more work after this, as she had enough money to last her the rest of her life.’
“The next day the gardener informed Jones Jones that he might look about for another hand, and smiled serenely when he was threatened the loss of a month’s wages if he left, as though money was of no account whatever.
“‘It’s a blessing that we have our health and can do for ourselves,’ said Jones to his family, as he went out to milk the cow and attend to the garden, while his wife went to get breakfast.
“‘Why dont you bring on the meat?’ asked Jones of his wife after they were seated at the table.
“‘I couldn’t get any,’ she answered, pathetically; ‘there isn’t a meat market in the place open.’
“‘Why didn’t you go to the slaughter-house then?’
“Jones Jones asked this a little savagely, for he was rather hot and tired. He was a plasterer by trade, unaccustomed to out-of-door-work, and was a little soured by the hot sun, as also was the milk which he had forgotten to carry to the house.
“‘That was closed, too, and the old butcher asked me if I supposed he would keep on at such beastly business as that when he didn't have to.’
“‘Well, well, here was trouble! The cooking could be done, the dress-making and the garden could be got through with, though the latter was distasteful, but no one would kill his cattle, no one would make his butter, no one would weave his cloth, no one would even mend his garden tools. He concluded that the world was composed of a miserable, lazy, selfish, disobliging race of beings, and yet, when he came to consider the matter, he saw that everybody that he knew was obliged to work harder than when he was poor. He himself longed to get back to his trade, which seemed mere play to him in comparison with the menial work he now performed.
“Of course he was as selfish and disobliging and proud as any of them, for had he not persistently refused repeated requests to plaster this one’s and that one’s walls? Things could not go on in this way long. No man could be his own butcher and barber, gardener and miller, weaver and man-of-all-work, even though he were as rich as Crœsus.
“The first plan he could think of was to go to the butcher who had pleaded with him to do his plastering, and offer to do it in exchange for the killing of his cattle, which the butcher promised to do if the miller would grind his wheat, which the miller promised to do, if the weaver would make him some cloth, which the weaver promised to do if the builder would build him a house, which the builder promised to do if the carpenters would finish his. The carpenters said they would. So
“‘The mouse began to gnaw the rope,
The rope began to hang the butcher,
The butcher began to kill the ox,’ etc.
“And so the old woman got home to get her old man’s supper,” continued Jack, who had been an attentive and appreciative hearer of Jones Jones' perplexities.
“I smelt the beefsteak some time ago,” said Bertie, true to himself, “and I think we had better look after our supper.”
“Yes,” said Uncle Jack, “there goes the supper bell, and I have not told you the moral of my story, but I think you can guess it yourselves, so I will let you try.”
MARY CATLETT.
MORE than one hundred years ago there lived in England a Kentish girl, named Mary Catlett. She never discovered a planet, or wrote a book, or gave a lecture. I cannot find that she ever clamored for her “rights,” or was discontented because she could not fill some great place in the world. But so far as I discover she spent the days spinning flax and spreading the linen to whiten on the grass, conserving rose-leaves, and making jam and gooseberry-tarts like any other rosy-cheeked English girl. Yet though she did nothing great, and her very name is almost unknown, by simply being a woman, sweet, and fair, and lovable, she was better than he that taketh a city.
For in the next county lived a young man of whom at this time nothing good could be said, excepting that he had had a good mother; a loving and pious mother, who tried to train him to be a good boy, and a good man. But the seed had been sown among thistles, and the boy was wayward and wicked. He had somehow found out our pretty Mary, but, though he must have loved her even then, he loved wild ways better, and drifted off toward all manner of evil.
When no more than nineteen years old, he was impressed, and carried off to serve on a man-of-war. He managed soon to escape, but was caught, and treated with great severity, so that he was glad to be exchanged into an African trader, and from that hired himself out to a slave-trader, in the island of Benanoes, off the African coast. Here he lived for several years a more wicked life than you can imagine, so that it is said even the savage natives would not stay in his company.
At last his father sent for him to come home, but only one thought persuaded him. This was the memory of Mary Catlett. Silent and unconscious, she had the power to draw that rough, hardened man to a new life.
He sailed for England, and during the stormy voyage the early lessons his mother taught him came back to his remembrance and stirred his heart. The next year he was married to Mary Catlett, and afterward became the friend of Wesley’s, and an ordained minister. He lived a long and godly life, and wrote some of our sweetest hymns.
When over eighty years old his friends tried to persuade him to spare his strength, but he kept on preaching three times a week. “What! shall the old African blasphemer stop while he can speak?”
The man who was saved by the love and memory of the two women was John Newton.
—Advocate.
Growing in Grace Through Solitude
In order to grow in grace we must be much alone. It is not in society—even Christian society—that the soul grows most vigorously. In one single quiet hour of prayer it will often make more progress than in days of company with others. It is in the desert that the dew falls fresher and the air is purest.
JONES, JONES; OR, IF ALL WERE RICH
There are those who are watching thee well,
All anxious and eager to see,
If, in all the engagements of life,
Thine acts and profession agree.
JONES, JONES; OR, IF ALL WERE RICH
ITEMS OF NEWS.
By Editor
-Forty thousand men are under arms in Greece.
-There is a great demand for arms, especially rifles, in Ireland.
-The Mormon women suffragists have gained the victory in the courts.
-Still they come. Nearly 1800 immigrants arrived in New York last Sunday.
-There were seventy-eight deaths from yellow fever in Havana during September.
-Since July 1, about $35,000,000 in foreign gold has been received in this country.
-Dean Stanley is expected to visit this country in 1881, to investigate the church question here.
-Arrangements have been made to pay the Utes $75,000, in accordance with the terms of the bill of agreement.
-Owing to the lateness of the season, it is thought that the Utes will not be removed to their new lands until next year.
-A dispatch from Cheyenne, Sept. 25, stated that four inches of snow had fallen on the Union Pacific Railroad in Wyoming.
-The inhabitants of the Waldensian valleys, in Italy, number 23,000. The Protestants outnumber the Catholics seven to one.
-Secretary Schurz has arranged with the War Department to have the two thousand hostile Sioux now at Fort Keogh, M. T., fed out of the military stores during the winter, there being no appropriation available in his department.
-The horse distemper is gradually spreading in New York City. About one-third of the railroad and stage horses are said to be affected.
-The statue of Robert Burns was unveiled last Sunday in Central Park, New York. It is located directly opposite that of Sir Walter Scott.
-A dispatch from Dublin states that a proclamation has been issued, offering £1000 reward for the apprehension of the murderers of Lord Montmorris.
-The Prussian Government has requested that a state of siege be proclaimed at Leipsig and Hamburg, as those cities are considered hot-beds of Socialists.
-The growth of Catholicism in the United States is said to be creating a current feeling in favor of State and church union as a safe-guard against Catholicism.
-A Paris dispatch says that thirty feet of masonry and an immense amount of rock have fallen in the St. Gothard tunnel. Four men were killed and many wounded.
-A petition signed by three hundred members of the Ulena, and a number of high dignitaries, has been delivered to the Sultan, urging resistance to the demand of the Powers.
-Twenty indictments have been found against the firm which rented restaurant privileges on the Chautauqua Lake steamers the past season, for selling beer without a license on Sunday.
-The Chicago Times reports that President Hayes will not return to Washington till a week after the Presidential election. He is now making a tour in Oregon and Washington Territory.
-A new religious movement in London is the establishment of a large gymnasium, with cricket, football and boat-clubs, as a means to bring London youth into friendly contact with clergymen and layman.
-A serious charge of murder is brought against the contractor who furnished the supplies to Sir John Franklin's expedition. Commander Chegne charges that the tins labelled "Beef" and "Mutton," contained nothing but offal.
-The gospel tent used by the Baptist City Mission of New York, for regular daily services during the last three months, was closed Sept. 14, the mission having secured a hall for use during the fall and winter. Much good is said to have resulted from the meetings.
-An unsuccessful attempt by the school directors at Pittsburgh to establish separate schools for colored children causes intense indignation among the negroes of that city and Alleghany. At Quincy, Ill., there is equal commotion because colored children are excluded from the high school.
-The officers of the Union Pacific Railway intend to bulid at Sherman, Wyoming Territory, a monument to the memory of Oakes Ames. The monument is to be built over the Union Pacific track, in the shape of a pyramidal arch, the base of which will be sixty feet square. The capstone, weighing sixteen tons, will be eighty feet above the track. The material will be green granite, quarried near Sherman. The structure will be surmounted by a bust of Oakes Ames. The monument will be completed within one year.
-The artic expedition which sailed from New York June 1, 1878, for Baffin's bay and King William's Land, for the purpose of seeking further data upon the fate of Sir John Franklin, has returned. Though the special object of the search—the recovery of the records of the Franklin expedition, which, according to the Esquimaux's testimony, were known to exist at specified points—has not been attained, the explorers have nevertheless obtained many relics of Franklin's party, including the remains of Lieutenant Irving.
-The daily Alta of Oct. 4, contains the following:
"Italy appears to have left all the other nations far in the rear in the matter of constructing huge ironclads. Great Britain has, heretofore, led off in this kind of naval architecture, she having afloat some ironclads having a tonnage of eight or nine thousand tons. Two or three of such are now rehearsing a farce in the Adriatic, in company with partners from the navies of the other nations. But now Italy's latest contribution to the warlike engines of destruction and defense, in her new ship just launched, with a tonnage of fourteen thousand tons, about one and a half times that of the Great Eastern, that leviathan of the sea, which has heretofore remained as a dead weight on the hands of her owners. This new Italian ship is called the Italia, and is covered with armor three feet thick. She was launched in the presence of King Humbert, and an immense crowd of people. This ship is pronounced the most powerful ironclad ever constructed."
HIS SECOND CHOICE.
"HESTER!" exclaimed Aunt Susan, ceasing her rocking and knitting, and sitting upright, "Do you know what your husband will do when you are dead!"
"What do you mean?" was the startled reply.
"He will go and marry the sweetest-tempered girl he can find."
"O auntie!" Hester began.
"Don't interrupt me till I have finished," said Aunt Susan, leaning back and taking up her knitting. "She may not be as pretty as you are, but she will be good-natured. She may not be as good a housekeeper as you are, in fact, I think she will not, but she will be good-natured. She may not even love him as well as you do, but she will be more good-natured."
"Why, auntie"—
"That isn't all," continued Aunt Susan. "Every day you live you are making your husband more and more in love with that good-natured woman who may take your place some day. After Mr. and Mrs. Harrison left you the other evening, the only remark made about them was, 'She is a sweet woman.'"
"Ah, auntie"—
"That isn't all," composedly resumed Aunt Susan. "To-day your husband was half across the kitchen floor bringing you the first ripe peaches, and all you did was to look up and say, 'There, Will, just see your muddy tracks on my clean floor. I won't have my clean floor all tracked up.' Some men would have thrown the peaches out of the window. One day you screwed up your face when he kissed you because his mustache was damp, and said, 'I never want you to kiss me again.' When he empties anything you tell him not to spill it; when he lifts anything you tell him not to break it. From morning till night your sharp voice is heard complaining and fault-finding. And last winter, when you were so sick, you scolded him for allowing the pump to freeze, and took no notice when he said, 'I was so anxious about you that I could not think of the pump.'"
"But, auntie"—
"Hearken, child. The strongest, most intellectual men of them all care more for a woman's tenderness than for anything else in this world, and without this the cleverest woman and the most perfect housekeeper is sure to lose her husband's affection in time. There may be a few more men like your Will, as gentle, as loving, and chivalrous, as forgetful of self, and so satisfied with loving that their affection will die a long struggling death; but in most cases it takes but a few years of fretfulness and fault-finding to turn a husband's love into irritated indifference."
"Well, auntie"—
"Yes, well! You are not dead yet, and that sweet-tempered woman has not been found; so you have time to become so serene and sweet that your husband can never imagine that there is a better tempered woman in existence.—Advocate and Guardian.
OBITUARY.
By R. A. Morton
McPHADDEN.—Died in Soledad, Monterey Co., Cal., Aug. 7, of hemorrhage of the lungs, Charles McPhadden, son of Mr. William H. and Louvina Harrison, and grand-son of Sr. Skinner, aged twenty-one years, 8 months and three days. Charles was of an amiable disposition, a quiet student, and a most obedient son, just entering practical life with success as a teacher. His death was sudden. His last words were expressed in hope of life eternal. His loss is most deeply felt.
He hath passed death's chilling billow
And gone to rest.
Weep not o'er his dying pillow,
Hope, his slumbers blest.
R. A. MORTON.
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A GOOD ILLUSTRATION.
By Dudley Marvin Canright
An apt illustration will sometimes tell more than a strong argument. Hence it is a good thing to use them freely when you have those that are to the point.
I once heard a minister illustrate one point very forcibly. It was this: Those who come out in any community to keep the Sabbath, or in a family where all the members of the family do not embrace it, are always accused of making division and bringing disturbance. They say that these persons have no right to thus separate themselves from other people by keeping a different day; and that they are responsible for all the inconvenience growing out of it. It is important, they say, that families should be agreed and walk together, and that society should be in harmony. But now let us illustrate this:—
A father has three young sons. He sends them several miles away on important business. He distinctly commands them to go directly to the place, attend to business, and return. He charges them not to play by the way, and to be sure to keep together, and says he will punish them if they separate. They go on their errand; but by and by they begin to loiter by the way. They stop to pick berries or play with other boys. They get over into the field and away from the road. Finally, one of the boys urges them to go on about their business. He reminds them of his father's commandment; but they refuse to go. Finally, he resolves to leave them and go himself whether they will or not. But they now think of a bright idea: The father strictly commanded them not to separate. Hence, they tell him if he leaves them he will break the father's command, and they will report him to his father accordingly.
They argue the case thus: "Father commanded us to keep together, and not to separate. We two are in the majority. If you go away from us you will be responsible for the separation, and father will punish you. Nevertheless, the boy leaves them and performs the errand as his father directed.
Now, in this case, who was responsible for the division? All can see that it was the two boys who refused to go about their father's business, and not the one who separated from them to keep his father's command.
Just so, those who separate from the mass, in obedience to the plain commandment of God, are not responsible for this separation and division. Those who refuse to obey God are the ones who are responsible for divisions.
D. M. CANRIGHT.
Elder Waggoner Takes a Vacation
By Editor
On account of failing health Elder Waggoner has felt obliged to take a vacation. Sunday last he started for his home in the East, hoping there to enjoy a period of rest and quiet. May the prayers of the brethren go with him, that his health may be speedily recovered, and he again return to this coast.