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Lost Lover by Sarah Orne Jewett
For a great many years it had been understood in Longfield that Miss
Horatia Dane once had a lover, and that he had been lost at sea. By
little and little, in one way and another, her acquaintances had found
out or made up the whole story; and Miss Dane stood in the position,
not of an unmarried woman exactly, but rather of having spent most of
her life in a long and lonely widowhood. She looked like a person with
a history, strangers often said (as if we each did not have a history);
and her own unbroken reserve about this romance of hers gave everybody
the more respect for it.
The Longfield people paid willing deference to Miss Dane: her family
had always been one that could be liked and respected, and she was the
last that was left in the old home of which she was so fond. This was a
high, square house, with a row of pointed windows in its roof, a peaked
porch in front, with some lilac-bushes around it; and down by the road
was a long, orderly procession of poplars, like a row of sentinels
standing guard. She had lived here alone since her father's death,
twenty years before. She was a kind, just woman, whose pleasures were
of a stately and sober sort; and she seemed not unhappy in her
loneliness, though she sometimes said gravely that she was the last of
her family, as if the fact had a great sadness for her.
She had some middle-aged and elderly cousins living at a distance,
and they came occasionally to see her; but there had been no young
people staying in the house for many years until this summer, when the
daughter of her youngest cousin had written to ask if she might come to
make a visit. She was a motherless girl of twenty, both older and
younger than her years. Her father and brother, who were civil
engineers, had taken some work upon the line of a railway in the far
Western country. Nelly had made many long journeys with them before and
since she had left school, and she had meant to follow them now, after
she had spent a fortnight with the old cousin whom she had not seen
since her childhood. Her father had laughed at the visit as a freak,
and had warned her of the dulness and primness of Longfield; but the
result was that the girl found herself very happy in the comfortable
home. She was still her own free, unfettered, lucky, and sunshiny self;
and the old house was so much pleasanter for the girlish face and life,
that Miss Horatia had, at first timidly and then most heartily, begged
her to stay for the whole summer, or even the autumn, until her father
was ready to come East. The name of Dane was very dear to Miss Horatia,
and she grew fonder of her guest. When the village-people saw her
glance at the girl affectionately, as they sat together in the
family-pew of a Sunday, or saw them walking together after tea, they
said it was a good thing for Miss Horatia; how bright she looked; and
no doubt she would leave all her money to Nelly Dane, if she played her
cards well.
But we will do Nelly justice, and say that she was not mercenary:
she would have scorned such a thought. She had grown to have a great
love for her cousin Horatia, and she liked to please her. She idealized
her, I have no doubt; and her repression, her grave courtesy and rare
words of approval, had a great fascination for a girl who had just been
used to people who chattered, and were upon most intimate terms with
you directly, and could forget you with equal ease. And Nelly liked
having so admiring and easily pleased an audience as Miss Dane and her
old servant Melissa. She liked to be queen of her company: she had so
many gay, bright stories of what had happened to herself and her
friends. Besides, she was clever with her needle, and had all those
practical gifts which elderly women approve so heartily in girls. They
liked her pretty clothes; she was sensible and economical and busy;
they praised her to each other and to the world, and even stubborn old
Andrew, the man, to whom Miss Horatia herself spoke with deference,
would do any thing she asked. Nelly would by no means choose so dull a
life as this for the rest of her days; but she enjoyed it immensely for
the time being. She instinctively avoided all that would shock the
grave dignity and old-school ideas of Miss Dane; and somehow she never
had felt happier or better satisfied with life. I think it was because
she was her best and most lady-like self. It was not long before she
knew the village-people almost as well as Miss Dane did, and she became
a very great favorite, as a girl so easily can who is good-natured and
pretty, and well versed in city fashions; who has that tact and
cleverness that come to such a nature from going about the world and
knowing many people.
She had not been in Longfield many weeks before she heard something
of Miss Dane's love-story; for one of her new friends said, in a
confidential moment, Does your cousin ever speak to you about the
young man to whom she was engaged to be married? And Nelly answered,
No, with great wonder, and not without regret at her own ignorance.
After this she kept her eyes and ears open for whatever news of this
lover's existence might be found.
At last it happened one day that she had a good chance for a
friendly talk with Melissa; for who should know about the family
affairs better than she? Miss Horatia had taken her second-best
parasol, with a deep fringe, and had gone majestically down the street
to do some morning errands which she could trust to no one. Melissa was
shelling peas at the shady kitchen-doorstep, and Nelly came strolling
round from the garden, along the clean-swept flag-stones, and sat down
to help her. Melissa moved along, with a grim smile, to make room for
her. You needn't bother yourself, said she: I've nothing else to do.
You'll green your fingers all over. But she was evidently pleased to
have company.
My fingers will wash, said Nelly, and I've nothing else to do
either. Please push the basket this way a little, or I shall scatter
the pods, and then you will scold. She went to work busily, while she
tried to think of the best way to find out the story she wished to
There! said Melissa, I never told Miss H'ratia to get some
citron, and I settled yesterday to make some pound-cake this forenoon
after I got dinner along a piece. She's most out o' mustard too; she's
set about having mustard to eat with her beef, just as the old colonel
was before her. I never saw any other folks eat mustard with their
roast beef; but every family has their own tricks. I tied a thread
round my left-hand little finger purpose to remember that citron before
she came down this morning. I hope I ain't losing my fac'lties. It was
seldom that Melissa was so talkative as this at first. She was clearly
in a talkative mood.
Melissa, asked Nelly, with great bravery, after a minute or two of
silence, who was it that my cousin Horatia was going to many? It's odd
that I shouldn't know; but I don't remember father's ever speaking of
it, and I shouldn't think of asking her.
I s'pose it'll seem strange to you, said Melissa, beginning to
shell the peas a great deal faster, but, as many years as I have lived
in this house with her,her mother, the old lady, fetched me up,I
never knew Miss H'ratia to say a word about him. But there! she knows I
know, and we've got an understanding on many things we never talk over
as some folks would. I've heard about it from other folks. She was
visiting her great-aunt in Salem when she met with him. His name was
Carrick, and it was presumed they was going to be married when he came
home from the voyage he was lost on. He had the promise of going out
master of a new ship. They didn't keep company long: it was made up of
a sudden, and folks here didn't get hold of the story till some time
after. I've heard some that ought to know say it was only talk, and
they never were engaged to be married no more than I am.
You say he was lost at sea? asked Nelly.
The ship never was heard from. They supposed she was run down in
the night out in the South Seas somewhere. It was a good while before
they gave up expecting news; but none ever come. I think she set every
thing by him, and took it very hard losing of him. But there! she'd
never say a word. You're the freest-spoken Dane I ever saw; but you may
take it from 'our mother's folks. I know he gave her that whale's tooth
with the ship drawn on it that's on the mantel-piece in her room. She
may have a sight of other keepsakes, for all I know; but it ain't
likely. And here there was a pause, in which Nelly grew sorrowful as
she thought of the long waiting for tidings of the missing ship, and of
her cousin's solitary life. It was very odd to think of prim Miss
Horatia's being in love with a sailor. There was a young lieutenant in
the navy whom Nelly herself liked dearly, and he had gone away on a
long voyage. Perhaps she's been just as well off, said Melissa.
She's dreadful set, y'r cousin H'ratia is, and sailors is
high-tempered men. I've heard it hinted that he was a fast fellow; and
if a woman's got a good home like this, and's able to do for herself,
she'd better stay there. I ain't going to give up a certainty for an
uncertainty,that's what I always tell 'em, added Melissa,
with great decision, as if she were besieged by lovers; but Nelly
smiled inwardly as she thought of the courage it would take to support
any one who wished to offer her companion his heart and hand. It would
need desperate energy to scale the walls of that garrison.
The green peas were all shelled presently, and Melissa said gravely
that she should have to be lazy now until it was time to put in the
meat. She wasn't used to being helped, unless there was extra work, and
she calculated to have one piece of work join on to another. However,
it was no account, and she was obliged for the company; and Nelly
laughed merrily as she stood washing her hands in the shining old
copper basin at the sink. The sun would not be round that side of the
house for a long time yet, and the pink and blue morning-glories were
still in their full bloom and freshness. They grew over the window,
twined on strings exactly the same distance apart. There was a box
crowded full of green houseleeks down at the side of the door: they
were straying over the edge, and Melissa stooped stiffly down with an
air of disapproval at their untidiness. They straggle all over every
thing, said she, and they're no kind of use, only Miss's mother she
set every thing by 'em. She fetched 'em from home with her when she was
married, her mother kep' a box, and they came from England. Folks used
to say they was good for bee-stings. Then she went into the inner
kitchen, and Nelly went slowly away along the flag-stones to the garden
from whence she had come. The garden-gate opened with a tired creak,
and shut with a clack; and she noticed how smooth and shiny the wood
was where the touch of so many hands had worn it. There was a great
pleasure to this girl in finding herself among such old and well-worn
things. She had been for a long time in cities or at the West; and
among the old fashions and ancient possessions of Long-field it seemed
to her that every thing had its story, and she liked the quietness and
unchangeableness with which life seemed to go on from year to year. She
had seen many a dainty or gorgeous garden, but never one that she had
liked so well as this, with its herb-bed and its broken rows of
currant-bushes, its tall stalks of white lilies and its wandering
rose-bushes and honeysuckles, that had bloomed beside the straight
paths for so many more summers than she herself had lived. She picked a
little nosegay of late red roses, and carried it into the house to put
on the parlor-table. The wide hall-door was standing open, with its
green outer blinds closed, and the old hall was dim and cool. Miss
Horatia did not like a glare of sunlight, and she abhorred flies with
her whole heart. Nelly could hardly see her way through the rooms, it
had been so bright out of doors; but she brought the tall
champagne-glass of water from the dining-room and put the flowers in
their place. Then she looked at two silhouettes which stood on the
mantel in carved ebony frames. They were portraits of an uncle of Miss
Dane and his wife. Miss Dane had thought Nelly looked like this uncle
the evening before. She could not see the likeness herself; but the
pictures suggested something else, and she turned suddenly, and went
hurrying up the stairs to Miss Horatia's own room, where she remembered
to have seen a group of silhouettes fastened to the wall. There were
seven or eight, and she looked at the young men among them most
carefully; but they were all marked with the name of Dane: they were
Miss Horatia's brothers, and our friend hung them on their little brass
hooks again with a feeling of disappointment. Perhaps her cousin had a
quaint miniature of the lover, painted on ivory, and shut in a worn red
morocco case; she hoped she should get a sight of it some day. This
story of the lost sailor had a wonderful charm for the girl. Miss
Horatia had never been so interesting to her before. How she must have
mourned for the lover, and missed him, and hoped there would yet be
news from the ship! Nelly thought she would tell her her own little
love-story some day, though there was not much to tell yet, in spite of
there being so much to think about. She built a little castle in Spain
as she sat in the front-window-seat of the upper hall, and dreamed
pleasant stories for herself until the sharp noise of the
front-gate-latch waked her; and she looked out through the blind to see
her cousin coming up the walk.
Miss Horatia looked hot and tired, and her thoughts were not of any
fashion of romance. It is going to be very warm, said she. I have
been worrying ever since I have been gone, because I forgot to ask
Andrew to pick those white currants for the minister's wife. I promised
that she should have them early this morning. Would you go out to the
kitchen, and ask Melissa to step in for a moment, my dear?
Melissa was picking over red currants to make a pie, and rose from
her chair with a little unwillingness. I guess they could wait until
afternoon, said she, as she came back. Miss H'ratia's in a fret
because she forgot about sending some white currants to the minister's.
I told her that Andrew had gone to have the horses shod, and wouldn't
be back till near noon. I don't see why part of the folks in the world
should kill themselves trying to suit the rest. As long as I haven't
got any citron for the cake, I suppose I might go out and pick 'em,
added Melissa ungraciously. I'll get some to set away for tea anyhow.
Miss Dane had a letter to write after she had rested from her walk;
and Nelly soon left her in the dark parlor, and went back to the
sunshiny garden to help Melissa, who seemed to be taking life with more
than her usual disapproval. She was sheltered by an enormous gingham
I set out to free my mind to your cousin H'ratia this morning,
said she, as Nelly crouched down at the opposite side of the bush where
she was picking; but we can't agree on that p'int, and it's no use. I
don't say nothing. You might's well ask the moon to face about and
travel the other way as to try to change Miss H'ratia's mind. I ain't
going to argue it with her: it ain't my place; I know that as well as
anybody. She'd run her feet off for the minister's folks any day; and,
though I do say he's a fair preacher, they haven't got a speck o'
consideration nor fac'lty; they think the world was made for them, but
I think likely they'll find out it wasn't; most folks do. When he first
was settled here, I had a fit o' sickness, and he come to see me when I
was getting over the worst of it. He did the best he could, I always
took it very kind of him; but he made a prayer, and he kep' sayin'
'this aged handmaid,' I should think, a dozen times. Aged handmaid!
said Melissa scornfully: I don't call myself aged yet, and that was
more than ten years ago. I never made pretensions to being younger than
I am; but you'd 'a' thought I was a topplin' old creatur' going on a
Nelly laughed; Melissa looked cross, and moved on to the next
currant-bush. So that's why you don't like the minister? But the
question did not seem to please.
I hope I never should be set against a preacher by such as that.
And Nelly hastened to change the subject; but there was to be a last
word: I like to see a minister that's solid minister right straight
through, not one of these veneered folks. But old Parson Croden spoilt
me for setting under any other preaching.
I wonder, said Nelly, after a little, if Cousin Horatia has any
picture of that Captain Carrick.
He wasn't captain, said Melissa. I never heard that it was any
more than they talked of giving him a ship next voyage.
And you never saw him? He never came here to see her?
Bless you, no! She met with him at Salem, where she was spending
the winter, and he went right away to sea. I've heard a good deal more
about it of late years than I ever did at the time. I suppose the Salem
folks talked about it enough. All I know is, there was other good
matches that offered to her since, and couldn't get her; and I suppose
it was on account of her heart's being buried in the deep with him.
And this unexpected bit of sentiment, spoken in Melissa's grummest
tone, seemed so funny to her young companion, that she bent very low to
pick from a currant-twig close to the ground, and could not ask any
more questions for some time.
I have seen her a sight o' times when I knew she was thinking about
him, Melissa went on presently, this time with a tenderness in her
voice that touched Nelly's heart. She's been dreadful lonesome. She
and the old colonel, her father, wasn't much company to each other, and
she always kep' every thing to herself. The only time she ever said a
word to me was one night six or seven years ago this Christmas. They
got up a Christmas-tree in the vestry, and she went, and I did too; I
guess everybody in the whole church and parish that could crawl turned
out to go. The children they made a dreadful racket. I'd ha' got my
ears took off if I had been so forth-putting when I was little. I was
looking round for Miss H'ratia 'long at the last of the evening, and
somebody said they'd seen her go home. I hurried, and I couldn't see
any light in the house; and I was afraid she was sick or something. She
come and let me in, and I see she had been a-cryin'. I says, 'Have you
heard any bad news?' But she says, 'No,' and began to cry again, real
pitiful. 'I never felt so lonesome in my life,' says she, 'as I did
down there. It's a dreadful thing to be left all alone in the world.' I
did feel for her; but I couldn't seem to say a word. I put some
pine-chips I had handy for morning on the kitchen-fire, and I made her
up a cup o' good hot tea quick's I could, and took it to her; and I
guess she felt better. She never went to bed till three o'clock that
night. I couldn't shut my eyes till I heard her come upstairs. There! I
set every thing by Miss H'ratia. I haven't got no folks either. I was
left an orphan over to Deerfield, where Miss's mother come from, and
she took me out o' the town-farm to bring up. I remember, when I come
here, I was so small I had a box to stand up on when I helped wash the
dishes. There's nothing I ain't had to make me comfortable, and I do
just as I'm a mind to, and call in extra help every day of the week if
I give the word; but I've had my lonesome times, and I guess Miss
H'ratia knew.
Nelly was very much touched by this bit of a story, it was a new
idea to her that Melissa should have so much affection and be so
sympathetic. People never will get over being surprised that
chestnut-burrs are not as rough inside as they are outside, and the
girl's heart warmed toward the old woman who had spoken with such
unlooked-for sentiment and pathos. Melissa went to the house with her
basket, and Nelly also went in, but only to put on another hat, and see
if it were straight, in a minute spent before the old mirror, and then
she hurried down the long elm-shaded street to buy a pound of citron
for the cake. She left it on the kitchen-table when she came back, and
nobody ever said any thing about it; only there were two delicious
pound-cakesa heart and a roundon a little blue china plate beside
Nelly's plate at tea.
After tea Nelly and Miss Dane sat in the front-doorway,the elder
woman in a high-backed arm-chair, and the younger on the doorstep. The
tree-toads and crickets were tuning up heartily, the stars showed a
little through the trees, and the elms looked heavy and black against
the sky. The fragrance of the white lilies in the garden blew through
the hall. Miss Horatia was tapping the ends of her fingers together.
Probably she was not thinking of any thing in particular. She had had a
very peaceful day, with the exception of the currants; and they had,
after all, gone to the parsonage some time before noon. Beside this,
the minister had sent word that the delay made no trouble; for his wife
had unexpectedly gone to Downton to pass the day and night. Miss
Horatia had received the business-letter for which she had been looking
for several days; so there was nothing to regret deeply for that day,
and there seemed to be nothing for one to dread on the morrow.
Cousin Horatia, asked Nelly, are you sure you like having me
here? Are you sure I don't trouble you?
Of course not, said Miss Dane, without a bit of sentiment in her
tone: I find it very pleasant having young company, though I am used
to being alone; and I don't mind it so much as I suppose you would.
I should mind it very much, said the girl softly.
You would get used to it, as I have, said Miss Dane. Yes, dear, I
like having you here better and better. I hate to think of your going
away. And she smoothed Nelly's hair as if she thought she might have
spoken coldly at first, and wished to make up for it. This rare caress
was not without its effect.
I don't miss father and Dick so very much, owned Nelly frankly,
because I have grown used to their coming and going; but sometimes I
miss peopleCousin Horatia, did I ever say any thing to you about
George Forest?
I think I remember the name, answered Miss Dane.
He is in the navy, and he has gone a long voyage, andI think
every thing of him. I missed him awfully; but it is almost time to get
a letter from him.
Does your father approve of him? asked Miss Dane, with great
propriety. You are very young yet, and you must not think of such a
thing carelessly. I should be so much grieved if you threw away your
Oh! we are not really engaged, said Nelly, who felt a little
chilled. I suppose we are, too: only nobody knows yet. Yes, father
knows him as well as I do, and he is very fond of him. Of course I
should not keep it from father; but he guessed at it himself. Only it's
such a long cruise, Cousin Horatia,three years, I suppose,away off
in China and Japan.
I have known longer voyages than that, said Miss Dane, with a
quiver in her voice; and she rose suddenly, and walked away, this
grave, reserved woman, who seemed so contented and so comfortable. But,
when she came back, she asked Nelly a great deal about her lover, and
learned more of the girl's life than she ever had before. And they
talked together in the pleasantest way about this pleasant subject,
which was so close to Nelly's heart, until Melissa brought the candles
at ten o'clock, that being the hour of Miss Dane's bed-time.
But that night Miss Dane did not go to bed at ten: she sat by the
window in her room, thinking. The moon rose late; and after a little
while she blew out her candles, which were burning low. I suppose that
the years which had come and gone since the young sailor went away on
that last voyage of his had each added to her affection for him. She
was a person who clung the more fondly to youth as she left it the
farther behind.
This is such a natural thing: the great sorrows of our youth
sometimes become the amusements of our later years; we can only
remember them with a smile. We find that our lives look fairer to us,
and we forget what used to trouble us so much when we look back. Miss
Dane certainly had come nearer to truly loving the sailor than she had
any one else; and the more she had thought of it, the more it became
the romance of her life. She no longer asked herself, as she often had
done in middle life, whether, if he had lived and had come home, she
would have loved and married him. She had minded less and less, year by
year, knowing that her friends and neighbors thought her faithful to
the love of her youth. Poor, gay, handsome Joe Carrick! how fond he had
been of her, and how he had looked at her that day he sailed away out
of Salem Harbor on the ship Chevalier! If she had only known that she
never should see him again, poor fellow!
But, as usual, her thoughts changed their current a little at the
end of her reverie. Perhaps, after all, loneliness was not so hard to
bear as other sorrows. She had had a pleasant life, God had been very
good to her, and had spared her many trials, and granted her many
blessings. She would try and serve him better. I am an old woman now,
she said to herself. Things are better as they are; God knows best,
and I never should have liked to be interfered with.
Then she shut out the moonlight, and lighted her candles again, with
an almost guilty feeling. What should I say if Nelly sat up till
nearly midnight looking out at the moon? thought she. It is very
silly; but it is such a beautiful night. I should like to have her see
the moon shining through the tops of the trees. But Nelly was sleeping
the sleep of the just and sensible in her own room.
Next morning at breakfast Nelly was a little conscious of there
having been uncommon confidences the night before; but Miss Dane was
her usual calm and somewhat formal self, and proposed their making a
few calls after dinner, if the weather were not too hot. Nelly at once
wondered what she had better wear. There was a certain black grenadine
which Miss Horatia had noticed with approval, and she remembered that
the lower ruffle needed hemming, and made up her mind that she would
devote most of the time before dinner to that and to some other
repairs. So, after breakfast was over, she brought the dress
downstairs, with her work-box, and settled herself in the dining-room.
Miss Dane usually sat there in the morning, it was a pleasant room, and
she could keep an unsuspected watch over the kitchen and Melissa, who
did not need watching in the least. I dare say it was for the sake of
being within the sound of a voice.
Miss Dane marched in and out that morning; she went upstairs, and
came down again, and she was busy for a while in the parlor. Nelly was
sewing steadily by a window, where one of the blinds was a little way
open, and tethered in its place by a string. She hummed a tune to
herself over and over:
What will you do, love, when I am going,
With white sails flowing, the seas beyond?
And old Melissa, going to and fro at her work in the kitchen,
grumbled out bits of an ancient psalm-tune at intervals. There seemed
to be some connection between these fragments in her mind; it was like
a ledge of rock in a pasture, that sometimes runs under the ground, and
then crops out again. I think it was the tune of Windham.
Nelly found there was a good deal to be done to the grenadine dress
when she looked it over critically, and she was very diligent. It was
quiet in and about the house for a long time, until suddenly she heard
the sound of heavy footsteps coming in from the road. The side-door was
in a little entry between the room where Nelly sat and the kitchen, and
the new-comer knocked loudly. A tramp, said Nelly to herself; while
Melissa came to open the door, wiping her hands hurriedly on her apron.
I wonder if you couldn't give me something to eat, said the man.
I suppose I could, answered Melissa. Will you step in? Beggars
were very few in Longfield, and Miss Dane never wished anybody to go
away hungry from her house. It was off the grand highway of tramps; but
they were by no means unknown.
Melissa searched among her stores, and Nelly heard her putting one
plate after another on the kitchen-table, and thought that the
breakfast promised to be a good one, if it were late.
Don't put yourself out, said the man, as he moved his chair
nearer. I put up at an old barn three or four miles above here last
night, and there didn't seem to be very good board there.
Going far? inquired Melissa concisely.
Boston, said the man. I'm a little too old to travel afoot. Now,
if I could go by water, it would seem nearer. I'm more used to the
water. This is a royal good piece o' beef. I suppose couldn't put your
hand on a mug of cider? This was said humbly; but the tone failed to
touch Melissa's heart.
No, I couldn't, said she decisively; so there was an end of that,
and the conversation seemed to flag for a time.
Presently Melissa came to speak to Miss Dane, who had just come
downstairs. Could you stay in the kitchen a few minutes? she
whispered. There's an old creatur' there that looks foreign. He came
to the door for something to eat, and I gave it to him; but he's
miser'ble looking, and I don't like to leave him alone. I'm just in the
midst o' dressing the chickens. He'll be through pretty quick,
according to the way he's eating now.
Miss Dane followed her without a word; and the man half rose, and
said, Good-morning, madam! with unusual courtesy. And, when Melissa
was out of hearing, he spoke again: I suppose you haven't any cider?
to which his hostess answered, I couldn't give you any this morning,
in a tone that left no room for argument. He looked as if he had had a
great deal too much to drink already.
How far do you call it from here to Boston? he asked, and was told
that it was eighty miles.
I'm a slow traveller, said he: sailors don't take much to
walking. Miss Dane asked him if he had been a sailor. Nothing else,
replied the man, who seemed much inclined to talk. He had been eating
like a hungry dog, as if he were half-starved,a slouching, red-faced,
untidy-looking old man, with some traces of former good looks still to
be discovered in his face. Nothing else. I ran away to sea when I was
a boy, and I followed it until I got so old they wouldn't ship me even
for cook. There was something in his being for once so
comfortableperhaps it was being with a lady like Miss Dane, who
pitied himthat lifted his thoughts a little from their usual low
level. It's drink that's been the ruin of me, said he. I ought to
have been somebody. I was nobody's fool when I was young. I got to be
mate of a first-rate ship, and there was some talk o' my being captain
before long. She was lost that voyage, and three of us were all that
was saved; we got picked up by a Chinese junk. She had the plague
aboard of her, and my mates died of it, and I was sick. It was a hell
of a place to be in. When I got ashore I shipped on an old bark that
pretended to be coming round the Cape, and she turned out to be a
pirate. I just went to the dogs, and I've been from bad to worse ever
It's never too late to mend, said Melissa, who came into the
kitchen just then for a string to tie the chickens.
Lord help us, yes, it is! said the sailor. It's easy for you to
say that. I'm too old. I ain't been master of this craft for a good
while. And he laughed at his melancholy joke.
Don't say that, said Miss Dane.
Well, now, what could an old wrack like me do to earn a living? and
who'd want me if I could? You wouldn't. I don't know when I've been
treated so decent as this before. I'm all broke down. But his tone was
no longer sincere; he had fallen back on his profession of beggar.
Couldn't you get into some asylum orthere's the Sailors' Snug
Harbor, isn't that for men like you? It seems such a pity for a man of
your years to be homeless and a wanderer. Haven't you any friends at
all? And here, suddenly, Miss Dane's face altered, and she grew very
white; something startled her. She looked as one might who saw a
fearful ghost.
No, said the man; but my folks used to be some of the best in
Salem. I haven't shown my head there this good while. I was an orphan.
My grandmother brought me up. Why, I didn't come back to the States for
thirty or forty years. Along at the first of it I used to see men in
port that I used to know; but I always dodged 'em, and I was way off in
outlandish places. I've got an awful sight to answer for. I used to
have a good wife when I was in Australia. I don't know where I haven't
been, first and last. I was always a hard fellow. I've spent as much as
a couple o' fortunes, and here I am. Devil take it!
Nelly was still sewing in the dining-room; but, soon after Miss Dane
had gone out to the kitchen, one of the doors between had slowly closed
itself with a plaintive whine. The round stone that Melissa used to
keep it open had been pushed away. Nelly was a little annoyed: she
liked to hear what was going on; but she was just then holding her work
with great care in a place that was hard to sew; so she did not move.
She heard the murmur of voices, and thought, after a while, that the
old vagabond ought to go away by this time. What could be making her
cousin Horatia talk so long with him? It was not like her at all. He
would beg for money, of course, and she hoped Miss Horatia would not
give him a single cent.
It was some time before the kitchen-door opened, and the man came
out with clumsy, stumbling steps. I'm much obliged to you, he said,
and I don't know but it is the last time I'll get treated as if I was
a gentleman. Is there any thing I could do for you round the place? he
asked hesitatingly, and as if he hoped that his offer would not be
No, answered Miss Dane. No, thank you. Good-by! and he went
I said he had been lifted a little above his low life; he fell back
again directly before he was out of the gate. I'm blessed if she
didn't give me a ten-dollar bill! said he. She must have thought it
was one. I'll get out o' call as quick as I can, hope she won't find it
out, and send anybody after me. Visions of unlimited drinks, and other
things in which the old sailor found pleasure, flitted through his
stupid mind. How the old lady stared at me once! he thought. Wonder
if she was anybody I used to know? 'Downton?' I don't know as I ever
heard of the place. And he scuffed along the dusty road; and that
night he was very drunk, and the next day he went wandering on, God
only knows where.
But Nelly and Melissa both had heard a strange noise in the kitchen,
as if some one had fallen, and had found that Miss Horatia had fainted
dead away. It was partly the heat, she said, when she saw their anxious
faces as she came to herself; she had had a little headache all the
morning; it was very hot and close in the kitchen, and the faintness
had come upon her suddenly. They helped her walk into the cool parlor
presently, and Melissa brought her a glass of wine, and Nelly sat
beside her on a footstool as she lay on the sofa, and fanned her. Once
she held her cheek against Miss Horatia's hand for a minute, and she
will never know as long as she lives what a comfort she was that day.
Every one but Miss Dane forgot the old sailor-tramp in this
excitement that followed his visit. Do you guess already who he was?
But the certainty could not come to you with the chill and horror it
did to Miss Dane. There had been something familiar in his look and
voice from the first, and then she had suddenly known him, her lost
lover. It was an awful change that the years had made in him. He had
truly called himself a wreck: he was like some dreary wreck in its
decay and utter ruin, its miserable ugliness and worthlessness, falling
to pieces in the slow tides of a lifeless southern sea.
And he had once been her lover, Miss Dane thought many times in the
days that came after. Not that there was ever any thing asked or
promised between them, but they had liked each other dearly, and had
parted with deep sorrow. She had thought of him all these years so
tenderly; she had believed always that his love had been greater than
her own, and never once had doubted that the missing ship Chevalier had
carried with it down into the sea a heart that was true to her.
By little and little this all grew familiar, and she accustomed
herself to the knowledge of her new secret. She shuddered at the
thought of the misery of a life with him, and she thanked God for
sparing her such shame and despair. The distance between them seemed
immense. She had been a person of so much consequence among her
friends, and so dutiful and irreproachable a woman. She had not begun
to understand what dishonor is in the world; her life had been shut in
by safe and orderly surroundings. It was a strange chance that had
brought this wanderer to her door. She remembered his wretched
untidiness. She would not have liked even to touch him. She had never
imagined him grown old: he had always been young to her. It was a great
mercy he had not known her; it would have been a most miserable
position for them both; and yet she thought, with sad surprise, that
she had not known she had changed so entirely. She thought of the
different ways their roads in life had gone; she pitied him; she cried
about him more than once; and she wished that she could know he was
dead. He might have been such a brave, good man, with his strong will
and resolute courage. God forgive him for the wickedness which his
strength had been made to serve! God forgive him! said Miss Horatia
to herself sadly over and over again. She wondered if she ought to have
let him go away, and so have lost sight of him; but she could not do
any thing else. She suffered terribly on his account; she had a pity,
such as God's pity must be, for even his wilful sins.
So her romance was all over with; yet the towns-people still
whispered it to strangers, and even Melissa and Nelly never knew how
she had lost her lover in so strange and sad a way in her latest years.
Nobody noticed much change; but Melissa saw that the whale's tooth had
disappeared from its place in Miss Horatia's room, and her old friends
said to each other that she began to show her age a great deal. She
seemed really like an old woman now; she was not the woman she had been
a year ago.
This is all of the story; but I so often wish when a story comes to
an end that I knew what became of the people afterward. Shall I tell
you that Miss Horatia clings more and more fondly to her young cousin
Nelly; and that Nelly will stay with her a great deal before she
marries, and sometimes afterward, when the lieutenant goes away to sea?
Shall I say that Miss Dane seems as well satisfied and comfortable as
ever, though she acknowledges she is not so young as she used to be,
and somehow misses something out of her life? It is the contentment of
winter rather than that of summer: the flowers are out of bloom for her
now, and under the snow. And Melissa, will not she always be the same,
with a quaintness and freshness and toughness like a cedar-tree, to the
end of her days? Let us hope they will live on together and be
untroubled this long time yet, the two good women; and let us wish
Nelly much pleasure, and a sweet soberness and fearlessness as she
grows older and finds life a harder thing to understand and a graver
thing to know.


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Traditional bronchoscopy cannot reach the distant regions of the lung, where more than two-thirds of all lung lesions are found. ENB uses GPS-like technology to navigate a unique set of catheters deep into the lungs. ENB guides and steers the catheters through complex airways, enabling physicians to diagnose, stage and prepare to treat distal lesions in one procedure.
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A physician locates a lesion (spot) that is found deep in the lung on an X-Ray, a CT-Scan or PET-CT. The patient's CT is loaded into planning software that creates a 3D roadmap of the lungs. A bronchoscope is placed through the patient's mouth and into the airways of the lungs. Next, the i·Logic catheters are placed in the bronchoscope channel. The electromagnetic sensors in the i·Logic catheters will then guide the physician to the target lesion. Once at the target lesion, the locatable guide catheter is removed and the extended working channel catheter remains. Biopsy tools can now be placed through the extended working channel to collect tissue samples for testing and diagnosis. After the ENB procedure the patient will be observed until they are awake enough to return home.
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Hello and welcome back!
On Thursday, there was a dinner at the Boston College Club to honor our senior priests, with special recognition to Msgr. James Tierney for all his service as the head of Regina Cleri.
The dinner is an annual event sponsored by the BC Club and the Order of Malta. This year, there were about 70 senior priests who were able to attend. We are so grateful to Jack Joyce and Jim O'Connor who are the moving forces behind this very beautiful event.
It turned out we actually had lovely weather for this event (an anomaly in Boston these days) so the view was spectacular as you can see in the background of some of the photos.
Bob Crane and the Treasury Notes provided entertainment, along with a wonderful group of bagpipers.
We even had a guest appearance by Boston's own Irish Tenor: Billy Bulger.
The Treasury Notes gave me a gift of a washboard (the type they play with thimbles). Well, we had a visiting bishop from Uganda with us, Bishop Paul Ssemwogere, and he didn't seem to know what to make of this gift!
As we were leaving the party, we were able to greet Father Tom Regan who was dining with the new Jesuit provincial, Father Miles Sheehan, in another part of the club. It is always good to see them.
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On Friday, there was a Mass at St. John's Seminary and a dinner to charter a new Serra Club for Boston.
For those who may not be familiar with the organization, its purpose is a very simple but important one: to support priests and promote vocations to the priesthood.
We are hoping that promotion of priestly vocations and vocation recruitment will be a very important part of the Year for Priests.
Serra Club takes its name from Blessed Junipero Serra, a Franciscan priest who founded a number of California missions in the 18th century.
I have always had a special spot in my heart for them. My dad joined Serra in 1960 and was a very active member his whole life.
The first president of the Boston club is Loretta Gallagher, who worked very closely with our Director of Vocations, Father Dan Hennessey on establishing the new chapter.
Loretta Gallagher
The officers of the Serra Club for the United States and even the president of Serra International, Cesare Gambardella from Italy, were there to attend the ceremony.
I was very pleased to see Father Arthur Kennedy, the rector of St. John's Seminary, and Father Peter Uglietto, rector of Blessed John XXIII Seminary, were there.
At the dinner the Serrans gave me the gift of some very special photos.
They had written to the Serra Club that my father belonged to, looking for photos of him back then. I wish I could post more of them here, but they are packed away because I am going to show them to my family when I see them this coming week.
There was also a little entertainment. They sang a song to the tune of "Take me Out to the Ball Game," in which they poked a little fun at Father Hennessey.
Here are the words to the song:
We are glad we joined Serra,
We agree it's the best!
Father Dan Hennessey: he is great
Though, at times, for Mass he is late!
So we'll pray, pray, pray for vocations
With the Cardinal leading the way
For it's priests, nuns, brothers we need
In the world today!!
I joked with them afterwards saying, "See Dan, that's what happens when you show up late for Mass once and they write a song about you."
They all protested that it's been more than once!
– – –
The next day we had the Mass for those religious brothers celebrating their jubilees.
One, Brother Bede Benn, a Xaverian Brother, was celebrating his 70th anniversary. He is still very active in his ministry and he even proclaimed one of the readings at the Mass.
With Brothers Bede and Leonard
The other brother, Brother Leonard Haley, was "only" celebrating his 50th. I told him he has just 20 years to catch up with Brother Bede!
I was interested to learn that both of them happen to be originally from the same parish – St. Catherine's in Somerville.
They have had long, beautiful ministries serving the Church in a variety of ways. May the Lord continue to bless them!
– – –
On Saturday night, Craig and Nancy Gibson hosted a birthday party for me at their home. As some of you may know, I turned 65 on Monday. (I don't get to retire, though!)
They gave me a gift of this beautiful Madonna which comes from Lourdes.
On our recent trip there with the Order of Malta, they saw me admiring the statue in one of the shops. Apparently, when I wasn't looking, they doubled back and bought it for me. It was wonderfully thoughtful of them.
– – –
On Sunday morning, I attended the annual St. Peter's Fiesta in Gloucester.
There was a big outdoor Mass at St. Peter's Square followed by a procession.
Greeting Frank Previte after the Mass
Fathers Timothy Harrison and Ronald Gariboldi, co-pastors at Holy Family Parish, were there, along with Father Dan Hennessey, whose family is from Gloucester.
It was such a wonderful multi-ethnic celebration. During the procession, there were a great many floats and different statues from the Portuguese, Italian and Brazilian communities such as Our Lady of Fatima, Our Lady of Annunciata, and Our Lady of Aprecida. At the church, I addressed the people in Italian and Portuguese at the end of the procession.
The weather was overcast, but we got through the Mass and procession without any rain. We offered the Mass for Matteo Russo and John Orlando, two fishermen who were lost at sea on the fishing vessel Patriot this past January. They are related and both their families were there.
Dan Guerra, who heads our MIS department here at the archdiocese, is also from Gloucester. Coming back from the Mass we visited his family's restaurant, Ristorante La Trattoria and Pizzeria of the West End, and blessed it for them.
That's Dan and Graziella Guerra standing next to me along with members of the Cusenza family, who own the restaurant
I was happy to see that it is an authentic Italian restaurant — it has a statue of Padre Pio in it!
Then I asked Dan to take a picture of this big cappuccino sign. I joked with him that I always tell people that the Jesuits have 36 craters on the moon named after them and my order only has a cup of coffee!
– – –
In the afternoon, I went to the Northeast Catholic Family Conference at St. Mary's in Waltham. It was a great success thanks to the hard work of Father Mike Harrington who is one of the principal organizers.
During the day, they had talks, adoration and activities for all the different members of the family.
I went there to say the closing Mass. Afterwards, there was a barbeque where I was given another birthday cake and the Spanish community sang "Las Mañanitas" to me — even though it was more like "Las Nochesitas" because it was rather late!
Members of the Spanish Community who sang for me
These two families make up the band, "Next Level" which played at the conference. They also treated me to a rousing "Happy Birthday" in English
– – –
I've spent much of the rest of the week with my family getting a little rest. I will be praying for everybody and I hope that everyone has great picnics, nice weather and that summer will come before the Fourth of July!
– Cardinal Seán


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|Heifer Armenia staff with CARMAC tractor recipients.
The excitement on January 20 in Vanadzor, Armenia, was overwhelming as three new tractors were officially handed over to cooperatives of small farm owners in three rural communities. Heifer Armenia was able to share the excitement with the farmers during the official distribution ceremony as agreements were signed with leaders of farmer cooperatives.
The delivery of the tractors is one of the initial components of the Community Agricultural Resource Management and Competitiveness Project (CARMAC). Recognizing the impact of Heifer's work in Armenia and its sound reputation as a reliable project partner, Heifer was asked by the Armenian Ministry of Agriculture to assist farmer cooperatives with project financing and implementation.
For Armenian men and women living in mountainous communities, livestock production is the main source of income and livelihood. Yet, many constraints exist that make it difficult for farmers to work effectively and improve their livelihoods. The CARMAC project therefore focuses on addressing key constraints such as acute pasture degradation, persistent diseases, absent or obsolete infrastructure as well as processing and marketing constraints. This five-year project consequently introduces innovative community-based pasture livestock production and addresses pasture management issues through infrastructure, community-level agri-business and provision of related support services.
In line with Heifer's focus, this project contributes to community empowerment, agricultural development and mitigation of environmental degradation in Armenia. The project will enhance the productivity and sustainability of pasture-based livestock farms in 55 Armenian mountainous communities. In total, a population of around 78,000 will benefit from the CARMAC project through increased milk production, improved pasture management and enhanced sales of livestock products.


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The beloved Walmart greeters, who welcome shoppers as they enter the automatic doors and grab their carts at the big-box store, will no longer be there to say hi during all hours of the night, Bloomberg News reported.
After three decades, the company decided to remove greeters from the 10 p.m. to 7 a.m. shift at U.S. stores as a way to save money and use staff more efficiently.
From the story:
Founder Sam Walton added greeters in 1980 to make his giant low-price stores friendly and welcoming. Cutting back, even during the early morning hours, shows Wal-Mart is rethinking longheld traditions to boost profit margins and guarantee low prices, said David Strasser, an analyst with Janney Montgomery Scott LLC in Philadelphia.
"It's risky," Strasser, who recommends buying Wal-Mart shares, said in a phone interview. "Consumers have been going to Wal-Mart for years, and greeters have become an expectation. To a degree it defines Wal-Mart."
Bruce Plummer, a greeter on the first shift at a Wal-Mart in Fort Worth, Texas, said the company stopped scheduling third- shift greeters at his store in recent weeks.
"It's important that they have it," Plummer said in an interview. "Our job is to ask people if they have receipts. We also make them feel welcome and safe."
The greeters can face difficult or even violent shoppers, like the New Yorker who punched a 70-year-old greeter asking for her receipt in December or the Ohio woman who choked a greeter earlier last year.


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Luke Scott and Buck Showalter discuss Scott having to end his season due to his torn labrum
Davey Johnson talks to the media about the Nationals' 7-2 win over the Dodgers
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Opportunity Commission
Garner Restaurant Denied Muslim Employee Right to Wear Religious Head Covering, Federal Agency Charged
RALEIGH , N.C. – Kaze USA, Inc., doing business as Kaze Japanese Steakhouse & Sushi Bar in Garner, N.C., discriminated against a Muslim employee by failing to accommodate her religious beliefs and firing her because of her religion, the U.S. Equal Employment Opportunity Commission (EEOC) charged in a lawsuit filed today. Kaze is a traditional Japanese-style teppanyaki steakhouse where food is prepared at the customer's table.
The EEOC's complaint alleges that on or about November 7, 2008, Jordan Hewitt, who worked as a server at Kaze, was discharged when she informed Kaze's owner that she had converted to Islam and needed to wear a hijab in observance of her religious beliefs. A hijab is a head covering traditionally worn by Muslim women as a show of modesty. According to the complaint, Kaze's owner informed Hewitt that she could not wear a hijab and work for Kaze.
Such alleged conduct violates Title VII of the Civil Rights Act of 1964, which requires employers to attempt to make reasonable accommodations to sincerely held religious beliefs of employees as long as this poses no undue hardship. The EEOC filed suit in U.S. District Court for the Eastern District of North Carolina, Raleigh Division (EEOC v. Kaze USA, Inc. d/b/a Kaze Japanese Steakhouse & Sushi Bar, Civil Action No. 5:10cv358 ) after first attempting to reach a pre-litigation settlement.
In its suit, the EEOC seeks back pay, reinstatement, compensatory damages and punitive damages for Hewitt, as well as injunctive relief.
"Many decision makers seem to forget that unless providing a reasonable accommodation would impose an undue hardship on the company, federal law mandates that the accommodation must be provided," said Lynette A. Barnes, regional attorney for the EEOC's Charlotte District Office, which includes the EEOC's Raleigh Area Office, where the charge was filed. "No person should ever be forced to choose between their religion and their job."
The EEOC enforces the nation's laws prohibiting discrimination in employment. More information about the EEOC is available on its website at www.eeoc.gov.


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1. Re: Mouse pointer disappear on second monitorCurt Y Jul 26, 2012 6:33 AM (in response to marc-denault)
More likely a wacom driver or mouse drive problem than PS. Check there first. Latest updates?
2. Re: Mouse pointer disappear on second monitormarc-denault Jul 26, 2012 7:09 AM (in response to Curt Y)
Thanks for your answer.
Yep, everythings up to date...
But I just heard from a friend that he has the same problem (with PS CS5 and now with PS CS6) since he updated to MacOSX Lion, so maybe a conflict there with the wacom and Lion(?)... but still, it only happens with Photoshop and not with InDesign or other softwares.
3. Re: Mouse pointer disappear on second monitorJJMack Jul 26, 2012 10:19 AM (in response to marc-denault)
I don't use a Mac but on a PC you can Map the pen for applications. For Photoshop I map the Pen to my primary display only and force proportion to the whole tablet so when Photoshop is the active program on my PC the pen only works on that display. Like you pen seems to be working when Photoshop has focus on your Mac.
4. Re: Mouse pointer disappear on second monitorTrevor.Dennis Jul 26, 2012 11:16 AM (in response to JJMack)
On the four, the button imediatly above the Touch ring is 'Display Toggle' and that toggles between both, left, right and back to both screens. It would be all too easy to hit that button by accident, (although I can'r say I've ever done so.
5. Re: Mouse pointer disappear on second monitormarc-denault Jul 26, 2012 12:04 PM (in response to Trevor.Dennis)
Thank you for your answers.
On a Mac also you can set the pen and the tablet differently by Applications depending on the needs, but I don't think that my problem is related to that...
In Photoshop, I use a second monitor only to see many palettes fully open (like Layers, Channels, Info, History, etc) and leaving my main monitor to work the images. But when I go to the second monitor with my pen (say to select a layer) sometimes the black arrow just disapears... and I can't select anything. So when happening, I quickly switch application and come back to Photoshop again (to do a kind of "refresh"...). Really frustrating.
I searched for other discussions about that on the web earlier and it looks it's happening to other people simply working with a regular mouse and in other softwares (for me it's just in PS but for others it's in MS Word or else...) and also with different types of screens.
So my guess is this is a Mac OSX Lion system problem.
6. Re: Mouse pointer disappear on second monitorAndres Matallana Aug 3, 2012 1:18 PM (in response to marc-denault)
I completely relate to this issue and it happens to me while using both my mouse and pen and notice it the most while working in CS5 apps. The ones I use most often are inDesign, Ai and PS. At times I also loose the cursor on the desktop trying to go from one window on the left screen to another window on the right screen. I would LOVE to find the cause. Right now, the only way I get my cursor back is by clicking on the desktop and clicking back into the application.
I'm running:
OS X 10.7.4 - up to date
CS5 - up to date
Wacom intuous 4 (mouse and pen) updated with Driver 6.3.2-4 for Mac OS X v. 10.7, 10.6 & 10.5 released July 2012
I have an Apple HD Cinema Display (older) as well as a Samsung screen at home.
MacBook Pro 17" and happened as well on my previous 15" 2009 model.
7. Re: Mouse pointer disappear on second monitorRayStof Aug 4, 2012 10:38 AM (in response to Andres Matallana)
I experience a similar problem with my cursor in PSCS6. I use Mountain Lion and a Wacom tablet (driver 6.3.2-4). Incredibly annoying, not sure who can solve this issue but it would be nice if I it stops.
Any solutions would be appreciated.
8. Re: Mouse pointer disappear on second monitorChris Cox Aug 4, 2012 10:41 AM (in response to RayStof)
Looks like the common factors are MacOS, and a Wacom tablet driver.
I'd try disabling the Wacom driver and see what happens.
And make sure you talk to Wacom about this.
9. Re: Mouse pointer disappear on second monitorAndres Matallana Aug 6, 2012 7:43 AM (in response to Chris Cox)
Yes, good idea... I was going to unplug my Wacom and use a regular mouse for a day or two. Don't kill me, but I have an old Microsoft mouse I can use tomorrow and report back once I see if it had an effect.
Also asking some of my fellow co-workers, one only uses the magic mouse and he reports that it happens to him occasionally... And I've ready other posts about it being a problem with that mouse as well... My other co-worker uses the Wacom Bamboo CTE-650 tablet with accompanying mouse and is more on par with what I experience on a daily basis.
10. Re: Mouse pointer disappear on second monitorAndres Matallana Aug 6, 2012 9:07 AM (in response to Andres Matallana)
Update: Contacted both Wacom and Apple. Haven't spoken to anyone at Wacom yet, but was very impressed with Apple's response. The tech called seconds after I hit the send button on the website. Apprerently they haven't heard of the issue and had him Google the problem. Luckily my cursor disappeared as I was speaking with him. Had me zap Pram (reboot holding Command-Option PR) and then rebooted in safe mode (holding shift) played around for a while but couldn't get the cursor to disappear. Then booted normal and stayed on the line for a good while to see if it would happen again. We ended up disconnecting and calling back if or when it reoccurs and go from there...
We'll see what Wacom says...
11. Re: Mouse pointer disappear on second monitormarc-denault Aug 6, 2012 10:54 AM (in response to Andres Matallana)
Really good thing that you have told Apple about this. I have a strong feeling it's a MacOS problem more than Wacom since it happens both with the mouse, the Intuos, the bamboo, etc...
It seems to be happening to lots of people. Only at the studio here where I work, we are 4 persons experiencing this at different levels of anoyingness... some with Photoshop CS5, others with CS6. The main common factor between us is that we're all on Lion (OS 10.7...)
Thanks for your investigations, can't wait to here more! Since I work with Photoshop 9 to 5 all week long, it really does happen to me A LOT! The cursor disappears in the secondary screen and the only effective and fast solution I have is to do a quick Command+Tab twice to switch out of Photoshop and back in again... So bugging!! not really because it's time consuming, but mostly because I keep loosing the focus on what I'm doing.
12. Re: Mouse pointer disappear on second monitorAndres Matallana Aug 6, 2012 3:32 PM (in response to marc-denault)
After emailing with Wacom, they've also never heard of the issue... but I sent them a bunch of links so they can read up on it. I also found this thread where apparently the issue is fixed with the 10.8 Mountain Lion... Anyone know if anyone is still having this prob on ML?
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13. Re: Mouse pointer disappear on second monitorRayStof Aug 7, 2012 12:03 AM (in response to Andres Matallana)
Myissue with the disappearring cursor started after installing Mountain Lion :( I wish I would have kept Lion or even Snow Leopard.
BTW, my disappearing cursor is on my main screen. I use only one, a 30" Eizo. Dropping the Wacom is not an option, I do not use a mouse.
i will definitely contact Wacom about this as well. The Apple support forum truly sucks. I cannot post over there. I have an account but after login in it asks for my screen name (which I allready have) and it refuses to either have me post from my appleID nor does it allow me to generate another screenname. otherwise I would have posted on that thread that ML does not solve the problem.
14. Re: Mouse pointer disappear on second monitorAndres Matallana Aug 7, 2012 6:52 AM (in response to RayStof)
I was unsuccessful yesterday in creating an account to post there as well so I gave up. If I have some time today, I might give it another shot.
15. Re: Mouse pointer disappear on second monitormarl1eenc Aug 7, 2012 4:02 PM (in response to Andres Matallana)
Hi all.
I upgraded to Mountain Lion (10.8) and all of a sudden the cursor of my Wacom Bamboo in CS6 disappears. I work only on one screen (a brand new i-Mac) and it happens when switching from my working window, to one of the panels. Suddenly it's gone, and with it, also my mouse cursor disappears. Really annoying!
I tried about everything I could think of; stopped CS6 and restarted, switched the mac off and on again, unplugged and replugged the usb, changed the wacom pen tip - I even changed the batteries of my mouse, although I couldn't think of a reason why that could have anything to do with it, but when desperately seeking a solution, one tries about anything....).
Neither the pen, nor the tablet has fallen, and everything worked fine before the upgrade.
I would really appreciate a solution from either parties responsible, be it Apple, Wacom or Adobe, hopefully they take their responsabilities and stop playing ping pong or deaf.
Thank you Andres to pointing out that it shows up again when clicking on the desktop and then back to CS6. This tip already saves me some time "searching" for my cursor... but it remains annoying and time consuming!
16. Re: Mouse pointer disappear on second monitormarl1eenc Aug 8, 2012 1:28 AM (in response to marl1eenc)
Good morning. While further working with the tablet and the disappearing cursor, I'm under the impression that the problem is a lot less when you work with a fixed window in cs6 (don't know how you specialists call that). What I mean is, when the window doesn't float into the main window. Not always practical, but if working in just one picture or so, it could help.
The bad news is, that it happens not only in cs6 but I noticed it also when googling in the image section, once I put it down on an image it disappeared and had to click on the desktop to see it again to be able to navigate.... Strange.
Have a relaxing day ;-)
17. Re: Mouse pointer disappear on second monitorAndres Matallana Aug 8, 2012 7:48 AM (in response to marl1eenc)
After reading threads of the issue happening on different web browsers, navigating between desktop windows, software versions and on different mouse/tablet devices, it's sounding more and more like an Appple issue. They sent me a follow up email to take a survey of my experience with tech support. I encourage everyone to go to apple / support / contact apple support / mac & software - express lane for software support / OS X / Here you can either go "Upgrading to OS X ML" or "Other Software Topics" and click on "The topic is not listed"... I used "Disappearing Cursor Issue". Once you submit you can click to talk to Apple supprt Now or schedule a call... They called me pretty much as I submitted my phone number.
This is what I replied in the survey...
I've never really had any problems with Apple products. In fact, I use them everyday for both work and play. The issue I called about is an on-going issue that has me scratching my head about why "APPLE" hasn't figured out a fix. I was AMAZED that the tech said he hadn't heard of this issue... The issue is being talked about on YOUR OWN forum as well as Adobe and other places around the web. People are looking for a fix to this issue.
Please check it out as it seems that the problem continues on OS X 10.8. It happens with all types of mouse devices including Apple's.
To follow up with the help I received yesterday, yes, my cursor still disappears randomly throughout the day.
Please let me know what you find out or what we can expect...
18. Re: Mouse pointer disappear on second monitorPicador1963 Aug 22, 2012 4:09 AM (in response to Andres Matallana)
i have exactlly the same problem with the mouse pointer.
I got contact with wacom and they said, i it is a problem between Mountain Lion and Photoshop. Adobe said it is a problem between Wacom and Mountain Lion. See up what the Staff wrote and until now i did'get an answer from Apple.
It is time that the take responsability and do their work!
19. Re: Mouse pointer disappear on second monitorowdgit Sep 12, 2012 12:26 PM (in response to Curt Y)
have the latest wacom driver . . . . to be honest mountain lion is utter rubbish . . . since upload wifi no longer works even after using fixes . . . (this is done via ethernet linked to a wifi enabled G4!!!!) why does everyone pass the buck?
this is the last time i EVER purchase legal software . . EVER . . . .. . . . . . i am tired of shelling out for it all to come crashing down, pissing me and my clients off!!!! This is the final straw!!!! If I create anything trhat does not work I have to refund my customers!!!!!!
Trading standards would be so far up my arse you'd see them waving everytime I opened my mouth . . . so how come these b@stards get away with it everytime? . . . I AM SO ANGRY RIGHT NOW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! DEADLINES PENDING!!!!!!!!!!
20. Re: Mouse pointer disappear on second monitorMichael Crabb Sep 12, 2012 5:29 PM (in response to marc-denault)
I too have the disappearing mouse issue. I think I had the bug all of a sudden during the last days of Lion (I could be wrong) and definitely happens since upgrading to Mountain Lion. I also have a wacom intuos 4 (which I rarely ever use) with the latest driver. Single monitor iMac and the pointer almost always dissappears when I roll over any pallets in CS 5 and will eventually dissappear anywhere in Photoshop or Illustrator and sometimes when using brushes in Lightroom too. If I move the pointer down to the dock and come back to a pallet the pointer stays visable briefly.
Who can work likt this?
21. Re: Mouse pointer disappear on second monitorNoel Carboni Sep 12, 2012 5:47 PM (in response to Michael Crabb)
It's no real surprise. Lions love mice.
Wait, I think I may know where it's gone... Your cursor has defected over to have a meeting with other cursors on the nearest PC! Recall the PC problem where there is not one cursor but three!
22. Re: Mouse pointer disappear on second monitorAndres Matallana Sep 13, 2012 6:44 AM (in response to Noel Carboni)
Thanks for the laugh Noel... and quick! Someone get Owdgit a tranquilizer! We have to help him step away from the edge... Man I've gone beyond the deep end and back myself! As there's not solution in sight and nobody is taking accountability and or claim they have even heard of the problem... Because of that, I've been learning to work with a "crutch". As Michael put it... as soon as I notice my pointer disappear, my hand automatically zooms the cursor left to the end of my screen where my dock sits and I zoom back and usually brings back my cursor. It's not acceptable by any means, but keeps me from throwing the mouse into the wall. haha...
23. Re: Mouse pointer disappear on second monitorstation_two Sep 13, 2012 6:53 AM (in response to owdgit)
owdgit wrote:
…to be honest mountain lion is utter rubbish…
Undeniably so. The only question is how long it takes an individual user to come to this conclusion.
24. Re: Mouse pointer disappear on second monitormarc-denault Sep 13, 2012 6:57 AM (in response to Noel Carboni)
25. Re: Mouse pointer disappear on second monitormarc-denault Sep 13, 2012 7:17 AM (in response to Andres Matallana)
Same for me. Nothing has changed since I started this discussion.
Always the same problem with the cursor disapearing. Always the same reflex to make it appear again. For me the trick is "Cmd+Tab" twice, wich takes about half a second, but is still super anoying, and more anoying of all is that the situation happens so often that it inevitably also occurs when I'm showing my work on the screen to art directors or clients and I look kind of lost searching for my stupid cursor all the time.
Since I'm using Photoshop 90% of the time, I only noticed the problem there at first... But since then, it also happened a few times with Firefox, so still suspecting Wacom and Lion (and/or Mountain Lion).
Maybe I should look for a way to work with no cursor at all. Do they have Photoshop on the Xbox Kinect?
26. Re: Mouse pointer disappear on second monitor[scott] Sep 19, 2012 3:19 AM (in response to marc-denault)
It's the Mac OS....
I've been running a Mac Pro / ATI 5870 with 10.6.8 and a Wacom Intuos 5 for months with no issues.
I upgaded the system to Mac OS 10.7.4 this past week, now the cursor will vanish on my second or third monitor.
Seems to happen any time in any app, but most commonly when dragging items between monitors. Specificially dragging something from the primary monitor to the second or thrid screen. What I'm dragging doesn't vanish, but the cursor sure does. I see it in the Finder a lot and Indesign. All I need to do is click some other app to bring it forward, then switch back to the app I was using and the cursor reappears on the other montiors.
Note, the cursor never disappears from the primary monitor.
27. Re: Mouse pointer disappear on second monitorAndres Matallana Sep 19, 2012 6:58 AM (in response to [scott])
Good to know Scott... I think we've all been leaning towards that conclusion and your experience helps to enforce that theory. We should all go post on the Apple forum and submit claims to their support team. I've already submitted mine and even spoke to a tech who claimed he had never heard of the issue. Strange... aparently they don't follow up with issue being talked about on their site.
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28. Re: Mouse pointer disappear on second monitorBirck Sep 27, 2012 4:09 AM (in response to Trevor.Dennis)
"On the four"? "touch ring"? What are we talking about?
29. Re: Mouse pointer disappear on second monitorconroy Sep 27, 2012 4:47 AM (in response to Birck)
"four" == Intuos 4
30. Re: Mouse pointer disappear on second monitorBirck Sep 27, 2012 5:25 AM (in response to conroy)
Dear Conroy:
Thanks. I've stuck with Intuos 3, so I guess whatever a Touch Ring is, it doesn't apply to me.
Anyway, there are enough suggested workarounds in this thread to help me get through the day with a cursor that can disappear at times. That helps.
31. Re: Mouse pointer disappear on second monitorMichael Crabb Sep 30, 2012 2:20 PM (in response to Birck)
Updated to Mac OS 10.8.2 (from 10.8.1) and the problem still persists. So if its an apple bug it isn't fixed. I'm going to disconnect the intuos 4 and maybe even delete the software since I don't really like the thing anyway, and see if that is where the bug lies.
32. Re: Mouse pointer disappear on second monitorowdgit Sep 30, 2012 2:57 PM (in response to Michael Crabb)
Wasting your time mate, unplugged intuos3, removed software and purchased brand new intuos5! Still crap and yes the wifi still drops out! Mountain lion is the issue, all was well till the upgrade! If theres a problem with wacom or adobe no ones admitting it. . . . . . Just need a solution.
Ps. . . . Since ML epson printer utilities and scanner are screwed . . . Thanks apple you cost me too much, too many times. . . . Pc will be delivered tomorrow and the mac will become a pc monitor as it will be no good for anything else.
33. Re: Mouse pointer disappear on second monitorBirck Sep 30, 2012 3:46 PM (in response to owdgit)
I can add something to this discussion. I have been having the same problem: cursor disappears, mostly on second monitor, but sometimes on both. Intermittent in nature. I am using an Intuos 3 with the latest driver, on an iMac running 10.8.2.
In my case, I had been getting other non-fatal irritations, usually starting after the iMac had been going awhile, which could be got rid of by zapping the PRAM. But how long can that go on, at 2-3 times per day? I called Applecare. The second-level tech first had me run disk Utility permissions and verification. Then he advised me to reduce my RAM to the original 4GB on Apple-tested sticks, see if the symptoms recurr, then re-insert the RAM I added one stick at a time, to nail down the culprit.
That was it. I'm running fine for two days now on the original 4GB RAM, with none of the irritating problems I had before, including disappearing cursor. I'm not going to claim that will work forever or for everyone, but so far it has for me. Worth a try. New RAM is relatively inexpensive.
34. Re: Mouse pointer disappear on second monitoreastwood27 Oct 4, 2012 5:26 PM (in response to Birck)
Interesting way of working out a very silly problem Birck.
How much ram did you have ?
Dont know much about iMacs , is 4 the max.
So i guese you started with 1 then progressed until you found the bad one?
How long did that take?
With a due respect but that Seems like a very lucky coincidence.
I have tried every thing.
Have a 5,1 mac pro with 24Gb of ram running on a OWC Solid State drive.
With another OWC Solid State as a Scratch Drive and a 3tb drive in bay 3 and a 2tb in bay 4
Tried reinstalling everything twice ,if not more.
Formatted drives , cleaned computer, changed cables , disconected usb hub , Pram reset , took my tower to a mac repair to have checked all was ok.
Contacted Wacom downloaded new driver ,you name it I tried it.
Still same problem.
Went from a intuis 4 to a 5 , same problem.
I do have two towers, one is a Mac Pro 2,1 with no problem running 10.7.5 , never had a problem with this machine.
Pen will wake computer, cursor never dissapears.
The Macpro 5,1 is the problem, both computers have the exact same mointors connected , its running on 8.2.
I my memory serves me right all problems started when I switched to Lion.
Has to be a software issue between Adobe/Mac/Wacom.
Feel like punching the monitor!!
35. Re: Mouse pointer disappear on second monitorowdgit Oct 5, 2012 6:12 AM (in response to eastwood27)
Hey guys . . I HAVE FOUND A SOLUTION!!!! This actually works!!!! Just bought a PC and shazam I can work again! Unfortunately the iMac 27 cannot become a monitor due to conectivity issues so it looks like I'll be selling that heap of cr@p to some mug that needs a headache. Adobe, Wacom and PC = GOOD, Adobe, Wacom and Mac with mountain Lion = BAD!!!!
36. Re: Mouse pointer disappear on second monitorCrazyDave88 Nov 2, 2012 8:36 PM (in response to marc-denault)
Same problem for most Photoshop pros -I finally had to use Lion / CS6 and my pen cursor keeps disappearing on my second screen
The problem seems to be with the Finder and it strangley losing the cursor
After months of waiting for a fix from Apple---I think I have found a workaround
I put the dock on the left hand side of the second screen and turned hiding off
Seems to fix the problem so far---I think it helps photoshop and the finder to work better
Hope this works for you!
37. Re: Mouse pointer disappear on second monitorImworkinghere-7HhtWS Nov 19, 2012 7:33 PM (in response to marc-denault)
As with every other problem, uninstalling Adobe Flash plugin from the system (or better yet, never installing it in the first place) resolves this problem.
38. Re: Mouse pointer disappear on second monitorBirck Nov 20, 2012 4:26 AM (in response to eastwood27)
Dear Eastwood27,
You were right. My "solution" didn't last very long. Things got worse until, with the iMac screwing up completely during a crucial job, I was able to buy a new one. When that one started screwing up, I isolated the problem to the Wacom tablet I had been using. I have two, both Intuos 3. With one, everything worked fine. Using the other, I was toast. So I sent it off to Wacom. They reported that the sensor screen or field needed to be replaced. It's due back today. I still get occasional disappearing cursors. I'm trying Imworkinghere's fix noted below. Whattheheck, I don't work in Flash myself yet. If I need it, I'll reinstall it. Fingers crossed.
39. Re: Mouse pointer disappear on second monitortennet78 Nov 27, 2012 1:55 AM (in response to marc-denault)
I am also having this annoying problem. The same with all of my co-workers at the office — except for one who is still running OSX 10.6.8. I use dual monitors on Mac Pro OSX 10.7.5, both at work and home. I use the Intuos 4 at home and the Intuos 3 at work, latest drivers — same problem. Thing is that this happens in other apps also, like Cinema 4D and Zbrush — as often. Cmd+Tab twice and the cursor is back, but as everyone says — it's annoying.
The disappearing-cursor-problem started when OSX Lion was released and it is still there in Mountain Lion. I don't understand why Apple won't address the problem and contact Wacom if it is "their" problem. Anyways, hope they will fix this stupid bug. Seems like such a simple thing...


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Serving your clients with stylish food packaging is one of the most important factors in presenting food and a service. This wooden food box container is a versatile, durable and stylish product in the fine food packaging arena today capable of displaying & serving food at a catering event to also doubling up as the the perfect packaging box for selling goodies ~ It's no wonder it's a top seller!
Style Notes
L 17.5m x W 4cm *3.5cm
25/slv | 30/ctn
Octagon in shape
Made from the Falcai'tainer tree
Beautifully designed & made
Imported product
Wooden Lid is not included in this listing (FAN-09F) however please contact us if you would like to order.


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Wow, looking at this film brings back so many memories, thanks BermondseyBoy. I think I remember this film on tely or I have seen it years ago. Bermondsey Baths (Grange Road) , my dad used to take me there as a boy, my main memory was no taps inside the bathroom , you had to call out to the "man" more hot in number 10 mate and he would top you up.
I love this will show my kids , well there 30 ish now ha ha but what a great memory lane. I still go to Millwall and Crystal Palace , have to watch some decent football , but whose best now Ummmm
Tommy Steele and things
A Selection of videos of Bermondsey
and the people that lived there
and the people that lived there
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