VULUjIK L
OXFORD, N. 0., WEDNESDAY, ilAY 26, tSTy.
NEMBER 21.
From tb; CNnnpaiiloii-.
GA«j\ET’« aiUIttlLIATrOTV;
i)V MBS’. M. A. DlXiSOa
. '‘‘Soirift ( iillers ftir Miss West-
Yuiy,'' silkl the woll-li'amed hotel
r^er'. aiit-, -as; lit presented cards on
;i sMvtr salver.
• O mamra-al it’is th'tfs'e fashion
able -Mays ; jnst the best people
in Washington ! John, tell them
ni be 'down very Soon. "What
•shdl 1 wear, mamma I please tell
me, (piiclc. If Covrsin Stella
Nvasn’t so awfully stnpid she
mig'ht have got my lawnder silk
out by this time ; or my lovely
blue one, with the point lace
trimmings. Pray, tell me, soiue-
hodty xvhat I shall wear.”
“The silver-gra)- you have on,
with a, fresh rihhon, will be pret-
tie!' than an elaborate dress. I
shouldn’t think of making an ev'e-
wing toilet if 1 were you, oven
for the Mayssaid Stella.
“Tluit’s because you don’tknow'
anything about tliem,” responded
Garnet. ‘YYhat can such fash
ionable jieople have in common
with you ? Prolmhl}’ v'ou’ll
never sjieak to them in your life,’
and ,slie threw' ribbons and neck
lace, ■watch and chain recklessly
oil the marble-top table, in her
haste.; while her mother, W’ho
had brought a costly, imported
dross from tlio wardrobe, pro
ceeded to array her only and
beautiful child in it. For Garnet
was heautiful, and had been
brought u]i, as her fatlior often
said, bvitliout regard to cost.’
’!’) iileaso her, the old oil-mer
chant luul coiiB.ented to spend the
winter in Vv asluiigton, at one of
t!ie first liotels, and to incur no
end of exjit'iise, for Garnet was
wild to see and mingle with tlic
best society,
There also lie liad found his
niece, tlie daughter of his dead
brother, ill at an ordiiuivy board
ing-house, and in the goodness of
his heart, had insisted upon her
leaving an arduous position, a.ud
spending the rvinter W'lth his fam-
iiy-
Feeling the need of rest and
relaxation, iStella had accepted
the kind offnr, much to the sjioil-
ed (jifi in fs chagrin, who saw on
ly iiijiie liith' plain figure, and
somewhat i Id-fasliionedgarments,
a dv vdy and a foil. In fact she
tvas very much ashamed of her
cousin, and took no pains to hide
her dislike.
‘They are very w'orthy people,
I believe,’ Stella answered, w'ith
a flush on her cheek,
‘Very worthy ! Good patience !
mamma, hear her'—the very pink
and perfection of AVashington so
ciety ! Very worthy people, in
deed ! AVhy, there are persons
who would give half thej' are
worth to be called upon by the
Maj's. Do you really think they
are very worthy people, Stella ?
IloTi' much tliey would be oblig
ed if they could hear yon.’
Her cousin settled quietly into
her corner again with her book,
hut the flush on her cheek had
faded into jialeness.
‘Now, mamma,, liow do I look?'
0, but how awfully long to keep
them waiting. They prohabl)’
saw in. the papers that I havejust
come out. I’ll wear both dia
mond rings, mamma. Dear me,
1 wish the interview was over.
They say that Miss Bella May
wears art India shawl of almost
fabulous value, given to her by
some great .Kastem magnate, and
tliat Miss Anno is to marry an
earl, an English earl; tliiuk of
that! If ox'oi' we go abroad, it
will be of such advantage to ho
acqua,inted witii her.’
She swept once or twice back
and forth, her splendid train
spreading in pe.acock gloiy over
tiie rich hues of the carjiet, then
taking one last look in tlie clieval
min-or, and poising Iter head in
its daintiest fashion, she walked
out of the room like a little prin
cess, conscious of being at her
best.
‘Isn’t she dressed a little too
much for a day call f asked Jlrs.
Westbury, anxiously, as she saw
tile last ii'is glitter of the ricli silk
vanish at the threshold.
T think she is,’ said Estelle,
quietly.
‘I’ui afraid so ; hut what could
I do f Gm-net has had her own
way so long that I never pretend
to dispute her wishes or her taste,’
sighed the meek little ivomau-
«ad coiifessloii for a mother to
make, as Estelle tliought, with a
pitying look.
‘Pray, .are the Mays so very
wonderful ?’ ashed Mrs. AW'st-
bmy.
‘I believe they* are of x'ery
good fjuuihq and I know- they' are
iaimeusely' ricli,’ said Estelle;
“hut >vhat I Iiave heard them
cliiefly' o-xtolled for is their unaf-
fectethiess and good sense,
'riiough they are really* among
the ]oa.ders of society here, they
are as quiet .and uiia.ssumlug as—
well, as true nobility of charac
ter a.l way's makes one. I suppose.
I a’m glad they' luix-e called upon
Garnet, It may really' bo con
sidered quite an honor,’
‘They' must have seen her, and
she is so iiretty' i’ said the gratifi
ed mother.
‘Yes, Garnet is beautiful,’ re
plied Estelle; adding in her heart,
‘if only' tlie mind corresponded to
the other shrine.’
Meanw'hile Garnet, gratified
and triumphant, enterexi the
handsome parlor of tlie hotel.
Here and there in groups sat vis
itors, ladies ai.d gentlemen, and
the young girl was deliglited at
the sensiition caused by' her ap
pearance, For one little moment
Garnet was confused, as going up
to a small and well-dressed group
of peojile, she said, speaking to a
lady, ‘Mre. May, I presume.”
‘O no, that is Mrs. May' by the
window,” responded the lady',
pointing to another circle with
her fan,
‘Ylercy’, mamma,’ exclaimed
Anne May', as the overdressed
Garnet came toward them, ‘we
have evoked a rainbo>Y 1’
Garnet, a little taken aback at
sight of the plain toilets of this
distinguished party*, sailed up to
them with her grandest manner,
and to cover her surpri,so and
trepidation, iikmgcd .at once into
conversation. She scarcely' ivait-
cd for questions, but willi the
volubility of a school-girl just re
leased from bondage, talked and
talked.
Before img, these strangers, as'
well as others., whose ears were
sharpened by hotel .experience,
knew the principal events of her
life ; what .scliool she had attend
ed ; how she haled Blank, her na-
tii'e city ; what sort of a house
her father had liought kiid fur
nished; that part of her family
were traveling on the continent,
and liad sent her costly presents ;
hoiv much she, too, wilntod to
visit foreign countries; and num
berless little incidents that kept
licr visitors. staring, and almost
silent.
At last she paused, and began
the contemplation of her dress.
Surely' that most exijiiisito point
lace must impress tliein favora
bly ; and the diamonds on her
fingers .and in her ears—not mam-
young ladies could afford to wear
them; and then the dress itself,
how she ached to inform them
tliat it was an importation from
Paris, and tlie work of the great
artist, AVortli,. the prince of th-ess-
makers.
, ‘ManiBi.a,’ said Anno May, in a
voice striicing-Iy unlike the high-
pitched tone of Miss G.arnet,
■would it not be as rvell to men
tion {lie business for which we
called upon Miss AVestbury* f
Garnet’s o-ars tingled so tliat
perhaps a new splendor shot from
tlieir pendant jewels, for -n as this
not a prelude to an invitation to
their iiousc, to some German or
grand reception, where she miglit
see tlie President, and some of
the great men of the country'.
‘Yea, dear,' said Mrs. M.ay*, in
the same low, modulated tones.
‘Y’ou see. Miss Al'e-sthury, wo
have been searching' tlie city* for
a n!i,s.siiig'fi'ieud, and having heai'd,
accidentally', that y'ou ■were a le-
Jatiiin, wo called to see if you
could give us any iiiformaiiou
couccruing AHss iStolla Glen.’
“Stella Glen ! My* cousin !”
exclaimed Garnet, the blood re
ceding from her cheeks, while she
inwardly wondered at the strange
question. Was it possible, after
all, that this could have been the
only' object of their visit I Did
they* not come to make her a call
of acknow'ledo nient, or of compli
ment f Could it be only' to inqume
after Miss Stella, w'ho perhaps they
took for a dressmaker ? And who
knew but slie might have been
one—she was sucli a stickler tor
tiia right of women to help them
selves ; and at the thouglit her
cheeks burned.
Slic drew hack a little, mortified
to fhe heart. Had all her line
clothes, her point lace gone for
nothing ? Had she been called
down, it seemed to her now, like
a servent, to tell whatever she
knew about her cousin ?
‘Miss Glen is liere, with us,’said
Garnet.
‘AYhat I in this hotel ? O, mam
ma !’ exclaimed Miss Anne, -with
sparkling eyes,
‘I will go up, and send her
down,’ said Garnet, rising.
‘Pray don’t think us so rude,’
.said Mrs. May*, and her hand was
on the hell-rope.
A card was sent up by' a ser
vant, while Garnet sat still, in
mute suryirise, her high spirits
gone, her vanity' laid low.
Presently, to her horror, Stella
appeared in the door-way, in the
■same identical black silk dress-
rusty' at that—‘which she alway's
wore. But noiv Garnet saw witli
new ey*es—saw a delicacy and
beauty in her figure, an expres
sion in her face, that had been
sealed to her hitherto.
AYhat iv'tts her exceeding nstoii-
i.shniGnt to iiote tlmt all the Mays
rose, and witli outstretched haiuLs
WelcDlnod her cousin ivith ihe
wannest deniOiistratioiiR. Miss
Anne kissed her; Mrs. May* jiat-
ted her check, and called her dar
ling; Miss Belle chided her for
not coming to see them; all
had a kind Word, a re.a! welcome,
for the girl Garnet had consider
ed a little nobody*.
At last the truth came out.
Alias Gleii ■was the daughter of
0110 who had been a brave soldier
during the -w.ar. Her father hud
died, nobly' giving his life up in
the heroic effort to sax'e his supe
rior office—and that office was
Col. Jlay.
Miss Glen had then dex'oted
herself to the sick and wounded
in ho6pit:dj and had, singularly
enough, succeeded by her devo
tion, in carrying through terihle
illness the .son of the same Col.
Mav, a young lieuttn'int, who
half been dangerously wounded
at Getty'shurgi
From that time the Jlays adop
ted her as nearly as possible, uii=
til they' left for Europe. Tiiey
had been very' anxious to take her
■nidi tliem, hut as the young offi-
cor aforesaid had made projiosal
of m.arriage to Jliss Qlen, and
been rejected, she very wisely de
clined.
All dlls Garnet learned after
ward. At ihe time she only felt
a burning resentment that this
quiet, uiifasliior.able cousin had
preceded her in the good graces
of one of the most prominent fam
ilies in town, and it seemed like
adding the one drop too much
when ill’s. May*, after almost lit
erally imporiug ,a tfisit from Miss
Glen, turned, as if she bethought
herself, and blandly added, ‘and
bring your little cousin with you.’
Kvidoutly' they* thought her fresli
from school.
‘I'll never go ““I’ll netJer go !’
she cried, in a tempest of passion,
when the cousins regained their
parlor. ‘Why' didn't J'ou tell me
you knew them and she turned
upon poor Stella, with a perfect
torrent of vituperation, blaming
her for all that she had been obli
ged to undergo.
In tune, however, she thought
better of it. F’iiiding tliat her
quiet little cousin had tlie entree
in society', she condescended
to treat her upon more equal
terms ; but she never forgot the
humiliation, or the lesson of that
day’s defeat.
«T©'0' Much ©fldl K-ye.^^
Passing ftp one of our avetthes
one evening, I saw a crowd gath
ered about a woman whom a fe
male friend was helping ftom the
gutter. Thinking she might have
been injm-ed by an accidental
fall, I stopped a moment, only' to
.see her staggering off, supported
by friendly arms ; while in an
swer to my inquiry a gruff Ger
man, with pipe in his mouth,
gave the exjilanaticn of the affair
as he turned aw'ay, •‘■Too imich
old rye P
I am disptO'.«)d to think the' man
Was right, and also- tli.at bis- so-
lutioTf W ill explain ai great many
more facts. A-,s from cellar (o'
garret 1 have seen, day after da-i-,
families half-,starved ” and half-
clothed, yvitii only IrtWn-tit'kcfs
to .show for garments, while the
children—kept from school and
Cliiirch for want of sulTicieTit
clothiiig-=hnlf-naked, hiulilloroilud
their .scanty fire, heirs to their jia-
rohtS’ degfndatioii,.! httve thought
the old man hit it when ho ex
plained, “I’oo nitich old rye !”
AYhett each morning’s p.ajier
brings its tale of assaults and
nuil'ders, W ith all their sickettlitg
details, looking for a cause of this
homicidal mania, I find it in “too
much old rye.”
For the largest portion of the
crime and pauperism which fill
onr prisons, penitentiaries, iiiid
ahiis-liouses, we can fihd no CalisO
so potent as “loo Uludh old rye,’*
AYhen in some of our courts we
see judges acting like fools, and
by' indecencies of demeanor soil
ing the judicial ennine, laying
themselves open to impeachment
and disgrace, there is no other
explanation tiuui "tOO mUcli old
rye.”
PpOn mofe tlifttl one mOhu-
ment to the memol-y of sumo
bright star quenched in the fifm-
amoiit of ])olitics, literattire, and
art, might, if truth -ivould alw.ays
speak from gravestones, be grtte
ven, “Too much old ryte.”
For the miseries, poverty-, and
heart anguish of thousands of
mothers, wives and Children, y*ou
can find no cause more fruitful
than “too niuch old rye.’*
it is this that blights the home
life, destroys character, brutalizes
man and demoralizes woman,
rtiiiiing its victims for two
worlds. By exthnple, pfay-ef, Sild
personal effort, to stay its w’ork
of death and cleanse this plague-
spot in our social life, becomes
the solemn duty- of everx- onO
who lores those ‘Tor'whom C ivist
died.”—Act', lii^fus Si Umltlruvod,
in Christian at Work.
i*i’overB,s of Trullt;
A mail may buy gold too dCari
A lig'ht purse is a heavy Cm-se,
A little leak -Will sink a big ship,
All iay' loads oil the willing
horse,
A fatilt confessed is half redress-^
ed;
A ivise lay-ef-hp is a -Wise' layx
er-out.
All fire lied friends that speah
as fair',
A quiet Conscience sleeps hi
thunder,
A guilty Conscience heeds tiff
accuser,
An o.ak tree fe not felled -ivitlr
one blow.
^ A bad workman quarrels -ivith
his tools,
A good naime heeji* ftslttsfev in-
the dark,
A nod frotoi S lord is al treak-'
fast for a fool.
Always put yo-iif saddje on the
right horse,
An nnla-wTul oath isftefrer bro
ken than kept..
An honest mat/s word is- r»-
good as his bond,
A man may hold his to«wuo at
the wrong cime,
An hour' in the morning is-
lYorfh'fwoin the afternoon.
.An latnce ofinother wit is ivoi'th
a pound of book learning.