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E. LARRABEK & SONS,
Importer* tnd Dealers in
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Manufacturers of
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4 7-6 m
LAUBEL homestead. ' '
BT LIZZIC M MVLfIBMI.
It wai a stately old building, with
spacious grounds around it, and wbou 1
first saw it, all it* diamoudshaped win
dows were glittering with the reflected
glory of a orimson and gold July sunset.
I waa paying a visit to Mrs. OakJey, who
lived iu the old house, for she aod mother
bad been friends in girlhood. It was a
home for Mrs. Oakland, who was dis
tantly related to the last owner of Laurel
Homestead, and for a few old people who
had been life-long servant* of Colonel
Mayberry, but to jjone of the Mayberrys
was it then a home." ~ 7 '
I had been there two weeks, when,
ransacking through an old Sntic, I came
on a miniature of a.beautiful woman—
a beautiful girl, rather ; for she oould
not have been more than eighteen. It
was such* fair, childish face, with clus
tering, golden curls framing it like a
halo, with great blue eyes, oloudless as
Italian skies, and crimson lips that
seemed to smile at me, as I held the
miniature in my hanu. A few minutes
later I was asking Mrs Oakley who the
angel-faced girl was.
"Angel-faoed 1" she repeated, in a
voice of such utter loathing that the
picturo fell from my hand in my sur
prise.
* "What is it ?" I said, quickly.
"Nothing," she answered; "only it
brings back the awful horror of one
night—one night that left Laurel Home
stead without a master."
"There is a story t" I said, question
ing-,
"Yes, there is a story ; and now, while
the evening shadows are falling, if you
will sit besido me, I will tell it to you.
"Many years ago, Mildred, long—long
before you were born, I came here a
mere girl, fatherless, motherless, alone in
the world. The family then consisted
of the Colonel aod Mrs. Mayberry, their
one son, and Charles Mayberry, the
Colonel's nephew.
"In all my life I have never seen a
handsomer man than Charles Mayberry.
He was tall—six feet—broad-shouldered
and athletic, yet with an air of elegance
in every movement. His face was clas
sical in its outlines, with dark, dreamy
eyes, and wavy, nut-brown hair, cluster
ing in close curls above his broad, white
brow, and his mouth—the one rather
weak feature of his handsome face—
was shaded by a silky, brown mustache.
Did I say all the family, Mildred 7 Well,
I forgot Lonore Gray, the Colonel's
ward. I need not tell you what Lenore
was like, for yon have her miniature in
your hand.
"Charles Mayberry was passionately
in love with Lenore Gray, his one thought
was ; —Lenore. I have heard of love, I
have dreamed of love, but have never
known any equal to the passionate ado
ration Charles Mayberry gave beautiful
Lenore Gray. Such love as his must
have won love in return, and Lenore did
love him as far as she waa capable of
loving anything, save wealth and posi
tion.
"Bat wealth and position Charles
Mayberry had not, unless Rupert May
berry, the Colonel's only son, died, and
then Charles would be heir. ! But Le
nore had listened to Charles' love, and
had promised to be his wife;
I first saw her, she wore his ring on her
slender, white finger.
"I had been here almost a year when
Marie Lafarge oame aa seamstrees She
waa a rather tall woman, with gray,
friued hair and sallow akin, and with
blue goggles oovering, what I saw were,
blue-black, beautiful eyes. She was
French, and besides being a good sower,
aha was an adept at hair-dressing, so
lienor* kept bar at the homestead.
"She had been with us three months,
when one evening I happened to pass
through a little room behind oae
where aha sat sewing. As I entered the
baek room I saw Charles May harry ante*
the room where Marie was. I saw Ma
rie rise to her feet and lay her hagd on
hia arm. I stopped, impelled by an im
pulse I oould not resist.. # m ,*«■ mm* 1 1
"■What is the matter?* be fpiohiy
asked.
"She laughed mockingly, then drew
her form straight, and dashing of the
gray wig that covered her head, she
wiped a eloth quickly over her free, n»d
stood before him, a stately woman, radi
ant with a dark, Gipsy beauty.
" 'Cleta !' he gasped.
DANBtJRt, N. C., THtTRSPAY, JUNE 21,1877.
u, Yea, Cleta/'Bfae mooked. 'Cleta,
whow lofe yon sought until it m all
your own, and whom yon than deserted.'
"Charles Mayberry spoke no word,
only stood white and cold. •"
"■'Yon deaorted no,' she aaid. 'and
you will me the day yon did (0. Wo- •
men «f my race am not ligbtly scorned. I
Yon need not answer inc, only rsmem. |
ber, I will yet make yon. writhe in ag* |
ony Y
" 'What oau yon do ?' h« aaid, quietly. !
" Nothing sow,' ahe laughed. 'I am I
going away to-morrow, and you will' |
never aee me again in this world. Never 4
see me again, did I say ? Yea. WeJL,
I was wroag, for yon will aee me MKK-4Y
only ones again. Go, now, I have no
more to say.'
" 'You will leave this house at onoe 1'
he said, in a tone.of auppretsed passion.
"'Yes,' shp, replied, calmly; 'bad I
not intended to do so, I would not havo
revealed myself to yoa. You may rest,
for I go to-morrow.^
"He tnrifed from tbe room, and the
woman donned ber disguise and resumed
ber work. I turned to leave the baok
rooth, but she saw me, and sprang after
me.
" You saw and heard what passed ?'
she sfcid, ber hand on my arm, 'and you
will tbink it your duty to tell what you
saw V
" 'No,' I said, coldly ; 'Charles May
berry is old enough to attend to his own
business."
"That night Marie Lefarge left Lau
rel Homestead, and we never saw her
but once again, and that was the night
of Lenore Gray's marriage.
"Lenore's marriage did not take place
for two years after Marie Lefarge left
us, and Rupert Mayberry, the Colonel's
son and heir, a handsome boy of ten,
had died in the interval. Consumption
the doctors bad called his diseaac, and
their skill oould not save blm. What
else oould it bo, this gradual wearing
away to the gravet
"Rupert w%» laid to res* amid his
forefathers, and his grief-stricken pa
rents went abroad for a year. Tbey
went for a year, but almost two bad
elapsed before they returned, and then
they oame back to be present at the
marriage of Charles, who whs then the
Colonel's beir. It was to be a quiet
wedding, with no one present save fam
ily friends.
"The wedding night oame, the minis
ter stood ready. Lenore and Charles
knelt before him, and the words were
spoken that made them one for the fa
ture. Lenore, in her bridal robes, looked
half shy, half happy, hat Charles looked I
triumphant.
"As the last words of the solemn ser
vice were spoken, the door of the room
was opened, and a tall, kinder woman
eotered. I knew her with the flrst
glanee. It waa Cleta—it was Marie
Lefarge.
u 'Let me congratulate yon,' she said,
standing before Charles Maybe-ry, her
dense, dark eyes resting on his face.—
'Let me congratulate yon,' she repeated,
'on your marriage with a—' she paused,
apd glanced around the room—'With a
mxcrdrrcu !'
"'A murderess!' Charles repeated ;
'a murderess, did you say t Oh, God I
Woman, what do you mean ?'
"Charles glanced at the Kly face of
hia wife ; it waa ghastly white, and there
waa an awful terror in her beautiful eyes.'
" 'I tell you,' the woman said, turning
from Charles t6 Colonel Mayberry, 'I
tell you that Lenore Gray—Lenore
Mayberry pow—poisoned Rupert May
berry, your son and heir.'
••'Yes,' turning to Charles again,
'yonr beautiful Lenore poisoned the
ohild-heir of Laurel Homestead. I, as
M«»«&«fai«B) waa bef temple—o ; aad
I, in another aberaeter, supplied the
deadly potion. Ah, fair bride, not only
am t Macie Lefarge, but Madame Du
pont aa wejlj from whom you obtained
your drug; and tbougb you were well
disguised, you ooold not deceive DM, for
I waa waiting and watohing for your
had auk M tier knees aad
was looking wildly from free to face of
those surrounding her.
" 'Lejiore-»-Ienore, this cannot be
true I Ob, Qod L LeMre, i» it V
'•He h*d M .Med U> aril, for guilt waa
written on i the beaut if a) face ruiaed to
hia.' •
"Colonel Mayberry had »6t spoken
from the beginning, only hia eyes wea^
j never once removed from the white faee
I ef the wretohed gut crouehing on the
doer. r • I
"'What is to be done 7' he said. '1
would know year wishes first.' j
"For a moment Charles was silent,
• then cold and stern his voiee rang oat •
I " 'Let the jaw take its eourse 1' he
jta* ; .d.
j "A shriek oame from Leaore's lips.
Bhe knew there would be no effort mado
to save her irom the penalty of her
crime. She gaaed wildly from Colonel
Mayberry to Charles, then back to the
, Colonel agaia. Waa it any wonder her
jfaee blanched, if possible, still whiter ?
* Tnere waa no pity in either face.
" 'Have mercy, as yon hope for mer
cy 1' she cried, clasping her hands and
raising her wild eyes to their faoee.—
'Oh, pity my youth and spare me 1'
"Iler voiee died away in a moan, and
then she remained kneeling, her eyes
pleading the words her lipe refused to
utter
" 'Send for an officer!' the Colonel
said, turning towards Charles.
•i'No—no—no 1' Lenore cried, sound
returning to her tongue again. 'Oh,
Charlee! will yon not try to save me ?'
"Her husband simply looked at her,
but he made no answer.
"'Will you try to save me? Ob,
God t what will I de! Is there no one
to save me 7 Can bo one save me 7
Will no one make an effort?'
"She was clinging to Charles now, all
her golden hair looeened, and sweeping
the ground.
" 'Oh, Qod! what will Ido 7' she re
peated.
" 'Pay the penalty of your crime !'
her husband said, loosening her grasp.
" 'Pay the penalty of my crime—pay
penalty of my crime 1' she repeated,
then a low laugh, that eurdled our blood
with horror, came from her lips.
" 'My God !' oried the Colonel and
t3harle» in one breath, 'she is mad !'
"It was true. The crime bad not
R»en too muah for her,, but Uta disoovury
as more than she oould bear. The
horror of her position bad turned her
brain.
"Do you wonder now, Mildred, that
I shrink from holding even her likeness
ta my hand, that I shudder at the mem
ories her beautiful faoe calls up 7"
"What became of her afterwards V I
asked, after a short sileaoe.
"She died in an insane asylum, two
months later."
"And Marie Lefarge 7"
"She disappeared in the excitement,
and thongh the aaoat cigid search waa
i instituted, she was never fonnd."
"Did Charles Mayberry ever marry
again 7"
"No, dear. You have heard of the
wandering dmHeref this old mansion,
how his footsteps have never crossed its
threshold since it oame into bis posses
sion, nor ever will, I believe; for even
for a moment he cannot forget the awful
orime that made him his uncle's heir,
nor oan he forget the beautiful, guilty
woman he had loved so tenderly when
he believed ber the purest and truest, as
well as the fairest of maidens. He will
live hia strange, wandering life till
death elaima him, and when he dies, 1
suppose Laurel Homestead will pass into
stranger hands, for he is the last of the
Mayberrys."
—~ ▲ Lunatic on tlw Jury.
Where affairs are managed so reck
lessly aa to allow lonatioa to sit on the
jury, it is not to be wondered at if crime
goes unpunished. Such was the ease
with the Court here last week, though
not discovered until Saturday, when the
jury was beiif empanelled for the last
Case —fitato againat J. R. Wad ford, for
murdet —when a oertain colored man,
who had set on the jury and heard sev
eral important oases during the week,
was called to he sworn, the oounsel for
the,defense objected to hia on the ground
that he waa insane. The judge. ruled
that the fact would have to he proven
before ho could be objected to on that
ground, when counsel prapeeded to ques
tion him as fellows : "Thomas, how about
the war debt?" Jnror—"l paid it."
Counsel—"Are you engaged to Queen
Victoria?" Juror—we are gwine
to be married in a abort time." Coun- (
sol—"How much are you woitji, Tom 7"
Juror papers p|y four millions."
This convinced the Conrt that the man
was insane, and ha was diecharged.—.
Parh'ng/oii ( S. C ) Newt.
Country Girls for Wives. |
Young men in our cities engaged in
business, with a small capital, or in po
sitions with a small salary, wish homes '
of their own and domestic happiness. '
but they think, and with reason, too, 1
they cannot afford it. Such is the case. '
No young man trying to economize can
afford to marry, at least, a young lady in
the city. Her tastes and ideas are
formed in a home of luxury, and to
come down to housekeeping with but
one servant, no carriage, and the many
other inconveniences id enough to dis
courage her for life, and insteal of the
smiles a happy wife should wear are
frownß of darkest hue. But, yonng
man, you can have a happy, and a right
willing little woman if you will. The
country is full of rosy-cheeked, healthy
young ladies, to whom tho homo you
could give would be a paradise. The
country girl would be as congenial a
oompanion as tho city belle, some of
them are better educated, and their
good oommon sense truly surprising
They know how to work and how work
should be done, aro strong and healthy
and fully as g>od-looking. If the little
airs and graoes are an addition, point
them out; she will not be slow in ac
quiring them. Unlike her city sister,
the country girl is not wholly engrossed
within herself. Her thoughts and cares
are for others—taking care of the cllil
dren, easing the burdens of the mother,
adding comfort and sunshine to the
household ; she has plenty of time for
playing the piano, fancy work, oil paint
ing and reading, besides doing her own
drewmaking and millinery work Young
men, take this advice : start out in the
oonutry this summer, court and marry
a country girl. There are plenty of
them ; you can take yonr choice. Court
her the same as tho city lady, judging of
her qualiScations, and if her tastes agree
and are congenial with your own, be sure
to marry her.
Pigs v*. Snakes.
A farmer living on the west side of
the Ohio river, in walking abont his
farm, discovered a nest of rattlesnakes
in the hollow bark of an old tree, about
which several large pieees of rock lay
scattered. Having heard that pigs were
hostile to snakes of all kinds, and not
oaring to attack the neat himself, he
thought he would try thv experiment
and aee a fight. He drove several pigs
in the vicinity of the nesi and watched
the result. The pi£a soon seemed to
scent the reptiles, and commenced root
ing eagerly about tbe spot. In an in
stant half a dozen of the vicious ser
pents emerged from their hiding places
to attack the iotrad«rs, who manifested
a aealous disposition to give battle. A
snake would rear himself to the height
of the baok of a pig, shake his rattle
and plunge his fangs into the animal
with lightning-like celerity, and then
dart away pursued by the pig, who dex
terously received the sting upon the
fleshy part of the jaw.
Over and over again this would be
repeated, until tbe pig got his fore foot
upon the snake, when he would deliber
ately rip tbe reptile in twain and devour
him. This slaughter continued until aH
the snakes were disposed of, when tbe
pigs grunted oontentedly, and without
any aigns of being distu.-bed, waddled
off in aearch of other provider. The
eye witness to this singular eontest,
which waa not without its exciting fea
tures, declared himself convinced that a
pig ia impervious to the poisoaons bite
of aay kind of aarpent.
"Jolly" People.
They may not amount to ao-mneb, in
some ways, as their graver neighbors,
bat they fill a useful plaee in the world,
notwithstanding. The truly merry man
knowa nothing of care. Life itself ia a i
joke to him. What a happy disposition
it must be that cap thus bid defiance to
all tbe painful vicissitudes of the world,
and smile even at pain as nothing but a
relief from the monotony of a perpetual
eaael We envy aueh people. And yet
a cooatant laugh cannot be so enjoyable
as ono that comes occasionally, well ma
tured, and in all the luxuriance of a
heartfelt appreciation of humor. "Too
much of a good thing is good for noth
| lug," says tne proverb j and why not too
muoh mental quietude ? At any rate,
1 it ie "ell to console ourselvea that if we
J are aoaaetimes wretched, it is only be
1 cause that wi etchedncss enhances the
requisite enjoyment of those hilarious
1 moments that follow after il That's
•rue philosophy'
NUMBER 2
I Culture of Caobage.
Many persons complain that they oan
. never have luck with cabbage. They
can't get thein to head. The Ohio
Farmer says this is all nonsense, that
1 the cabbage ie jnst as easily grown as
1 any other plant if its natural wants aro
met in the surrounding conditions.—
These wants, although not many, nor
difficult to meet, are imperative, and
must be met if success is to be secured.
A little study of its nature will give
some insight into the character of these
wants.
The cabbage is a biennial plant, and
all its efforts during its first year's growth
are directed towards laying up in its
stock and thick stems and leaves as
large an amount of plant food as possi
ble, to be drawn upon for the production
of seed during the second year. As tho
formation of good heads require a rapid
growth, the first necessary condition is
a very rich soil. It is Very, difficult, if
nut impossible, to have toil too rioh for
cabbage, provided it ia thoroughly rot
ted And it is next to impossible to"
secure satisfactory results without a rich
soil.
This plant is a native of the sea-coast
of Kurope, and grown in a moist soil
and atmosphere. From this it would
seem that the nearer these conditions
can be met the better. Where it can bo
secured a moist, but not wet soil, should
be selected, ltat one of the most es
sential conditions of success in eabbage
raising is, frequent and thorough cul
tivation. Without this, .success oan
seldom be achieved; and with it, fair
BUCMSS may be had, even when other
things are not "very propitious. It i«
hard to overdo in this matter. Oabbago
should be thoroughly cultivated with
plough or hoe at least twioe each week.
This frequent stirring of the soil keeps
it constantly in a porous and moist con
dition, st> that the demands of this suc
culent growing plant are fully met. No
one should attempt to raise this plant for
profit who is not willing to giro (bis
thorough culture.
The Last Dance.
Daring the occupancy of the city of
Mosoow by the Fiench army, a party of
officers and soldiers determined to have
a military levee, and for this purpose
choße tbe deserted palace of a nobleman.
As the san went down they began to
assemble. The women who followed the
French army were deoorated for the
occasion. The gayest and noblest of
the army were there, and merriment
reigned over tbe crowd.
During tbe dance the fire rapidly ap
k proached them; they saw it coming, bat
felt no fear At length the building
next the one they ocoupied was on fire.
Coming to tbe windows, tbey gated upon
the billows of tre which swept the oity,
and then returned to their amusements.
Again and again they left their pleas
ures to watoh the progress of the flames.
At length the dance ceased, and the ne
cessity ot leaving the scene of merri
ment became apparent to all. They
were enveloped in a flood of fire, and
they gazed upon it with deep and awful
solemnity.
At last the fire, communicating with
their owu building, oaused them to pre
pare for flight, when a brave young offi
cer named Carnot waved his jeweled
hand above bis head, snd exclaimed :
"One daaee more, and defiance to tho
flames 1" All caught the enthusiasm of
tho moment, and ''One danoe more, and
defiaooe to the flamesJ." burst from tho
lips of all. The dance commenced;
louder and louder grew the sound of tho
musio, and faster aad faster fell the pat
tering footsteps of dancing men and wo
men, when, suddenly, they heard the
cry ; "The fire has reached the maga
sine 1 Fly, fly for your life !" One
moment they stood transfixed with ter
ror ; they didn't know the magaiine was
there, and ere they recovered from their
stupor, the vault exploded ; the build
ing was shattered to pieces and tho
dancers were hurried into a fearful eter
nity.
A smooth sea never made a skillful
mariner. Neither do uninterrupted
prosperity and suoces qualify a man for
usef*l«aa sU bappiwoss. The storms
of adoerstty, like the atoms of tbe
oceep, arouse tho Realties and exaite
tbe invention, prudenee, skill, rateiiuot
and fimittidft of the voyager upon life's
ocean.