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Mrs. W. S. Moore, of Greensboro, has
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under the mangemen of Mrs. R. 8. Hunter,
where she has Just opened t complete as
sortment of,
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A WOJIAN-H ((I'HSTION.
V.
BT ELIZATMSTn BARBETT BROWNISO.
Do yon know jtou have asked for tho costliest
thing
Ever made by the hand above—
A woman's heart and a Woman's life, *
And a woman's wonderful love?
5 ; . ; "" ' • • . •'
9 Do you know you have asked for the p-iceless
thing
As a child might-ask for a toy?
. Demanding what others have died to win,
s With the reckless dash of a boy?
s You have written my lesson tf duty ont,
Man-like _,ou have questioned me—
Now stand at the bar of my woman's sonl,
1 Until I shall qnestiou thee.
You require your mutton shall always be hot,
Your socks andyour shirts shall be whole;
I require your heart to be true as God's stars,
. And puro as heaven your soul.
You roqnire a cook for your mutton and beef;
I require, a far netter thing;
A seamstress you're wauting for stockings and
shirts—
I look for a man and a king.
A king for a beautiful realm called home,
And a man that maker, God,
Shall look npon as the first.
And say: "It is very good."
I am fair and young, but the rose will fade
From my soft, young cheek one day—
Will yotf love me then, mid the falling leaves,
As you did 'mid the bloom of May?
Is your heart an ocean' so strong and deep
I may launch my all on its tide?
A loving woman finds licaveffcor heil,
On the day she is made a bride.
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I I require all things that are grand and true,
AU things thai a man should be;
If you give this all I would stake aiy life
To be all ywn demand of me.
If you cannot do this—a laundress and cook
You can hire witli little to pay;
But a woman's heart and a woman's life
Aie not to be ftou that way.
TIOftUY,
BY BTEL'HKN BURNT.
|From the Sunny Sonth.]
'Well, what is to be doiio?' questioned
Abby.
•I do not know,' answered Juliet, des
igningly.
'I will tell you what to do,' I said. The
girls looked at mo inquiringly. I sat oil
the top of the htovoWt was cold, of
course—becauso there were but two
rickely chairs in the room. I continued:
'Have you got any money, Abby?'
'Yes, a dime.'
'Then buy a pan of charcoal and we
will let our poor little starved souls float
out into eternity on the smoke.
•Don't be a gooso, Clifford/ said Juliet,
impatiently, while Abby half groaned.
''lf only uncle Jeffreys would send us
some money. It is so hard to liavo to
starve.'
'Never mind, Abby,' I said cheerfully,
'if the rats haven't ent it,there is a cheese
crust in the cupboard.'
Abby looked up. ,
'ls that really nil,-' Clifford.
'To the best of my knowledge, yes, an
uncomfortable lnmp rising in my throat.-
It was hard (hat we three girls should
almost suffer for bread, when out- only
living relative was an old bachelor uncle
worth a million. But uncle Maurice had
cast off our family just oecausc poor
mamma had married" a poor mutt. I was
nineteen and the youngest of the three
girls.
A dreary silence lell between us after
Abby's last question about Hits empty
state of the larder. Juliet sat with her
head on the table, Abby gazed drearily
out at the window and I—l was getting
desperate when I heard 'Clio' coming tip
stairs, Clio was Mrs. Jenkins, our land*
lady's hired servant, and you would aN
ways know when she came up stairs by
the clank, clank of shoes.
Slip opened our garret door aud at}*
nonnced:
'A gentleman to see yon'ens,' and look
ing out I saw a tall figure, tnd a hand
some, brown bearded face beyond lier,
and I was so astcuished I forgot to got
op off the stoye, nntil the gentleman
came in and aiiMOttuced himself a* 'Hugh
Chaloner, attorney at law.' Then I re
membered, bat it was too late, and
though my cheeks burned with shame I
kept my seat.
Mr. Chaloner sat down, gave (he mis
erable little room and three shabby fig
ares a comprehensive glance, then said:
•You are Frank Royal's daughters?'
'Yes,' said Abby.
•Then yon are very fortuuato. Your
nucle, Mr. Jeffreys has left you his for
tune.'
Jnliet fnrned white, bnt said nothing,
while low Uwtier her breath I heard Abby
whisper, 'Thank God.' Now, I was dis
posed to doubt the statement. Uncle
Manrice might l>c (load, but it seemed
impossible ttiat hecouid have given us his
property. The man must be mistaken, or
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GRAHAM, N. O, *
only jesting;,
'Are yon sure von are telling us tho
troth?' 1 asked, anxiously.
-Mr. Cliafotier laughed.
'Yes. I ani quite sure, and to convince
yon 1 will send Mr. Gratnbling around
with U»o will.
'Oh, no, it is not necessary.'
I cried quickly, tlio tact dawning upon
my bewildered mind, that i hud licen
very rude. Mr. Chaloner rose to do*
part.
'Will you liavc a check made out this
morning, Miss Royal?' turning to Ab
by.
'Yes sir.'
'For what amount?'
'Fifty thousand dollars/ answered my
eldest sister coolly.
Tho check was made out. Mr. Cbalon v
er loft, and then we three girls fell into
each other's arms and wept for very joy.
For several days I almost refused to be
lieve in our good fortune, thinking it
must be softening ot tho brqjn. But I
was convinced when we moved into an
up town palaco aud dressed iu silks and
(aces every day. MrsPlinmison, a well
bred, arostocraticold lady, lived with us
and was our chaperonc, companion and
grandmother by adoption. Our friends
were as countless as the sands oil the
sea shore and they cherished a puro dis
intercstcd affection for us, to they said.
Of course uncle Maurice's money had
nothing to do with it. The thought was
100 base for such noble minds as theirs.
Abby aud Juliet were both angels mi
nus the wings. But I was truly of the
'earth earthy.' While tlicy delightfully
fell Iu love and became engaged, 1 flirted
aud enjoyed my lite with a zest that was
highly .-.musing to Hugh Chaloner.
'flow splendid!' I cried when I view
ed (lie ease and comfort arouud me. 'No
more back garrets, old dresses and scan
ty meals, and to think that this will last
ftnevcr add and ever,' and I gave no
thought of death, or old age, but filled
my cup of pleasure to the brim.
Mr. Chaloner was our lawyer and
friend, and if my face ever flushed or my
henrt-lhrobs grew quicker at the sound
ol his voice or the touch ol his hand no
one knew it. One evening, nearly a year
after that morning ill tlje garret, Mr.
Cba'.oner asked mo
waved my fan with a 'Grand Duchcfis'
air and said:
'No, Mr. Chaloner, Ido not wish /to
marry al present, and when I do, it's my
duty to—to—'
'Mako a grand match?'
'Yes.'
•A duko for instance,' suggested my
lover coldly.
• Yes, I think that would do.'
Jliigh didn't tear his hair or threaten lo
to commit sutoide because I rcufused him.
He even had uie Impertinence to laugh,
and looking down at mo said:
'Yon absurb child! I doubt if you will
ever see a duke. I shall wail patiently,
forof course, we will marry some day.
I have felt it ever since I saw you silting
on the stove that morning.'
-Now. I had no good excuse for acting
as I did. It was simply contrariety.
Ilngli Chaloner was a noble man, and in
my heart of hearts, 1 knew I loved him,
but I intend to enjoy my freedom ps long
as 1 pleased.
We were gong to have a double weds
ding. Abby and Juliot were to be mar
ried oil tho same day, and my two fair
sisters were deeply, truly happy.
Om eYeing, just a week before the
wedding, Mr. Grarabling called, looking
very grave. j
'I bring bad nfews, ladies,' ho said
abruptly, 'and it concerns your uncle.'
I fc!t a cold chill creep up my spiue.
•Well,'said Abby.
'Mr. Jeffrey's left a later will; it has
just been found to-day and he left his
property to an orphan asylHm.'
Then there was a long si'cnce, and I
q lestioned the reality of all earthly
t (rings. Three white shocked faces con
fronted the lawyer.
'it cannot be trne,' lagried oat at last,
•Uncle Mam ice surely was not so wick
ed.' #
Bat it was (rue. and we were as poor
as when we livied in Mrs. Jeukius' back
attic.
Abby aud Juliet accepted the reverse
fortune very calmly, but I wept and
refused to be comforted, aud took
pleasure in hating uncle Maurice.
With a magnanimity worthy of praise
Mr, Chalqper again came forward and
proposed But prido made me reject him
this time.
'No,' I said proudly, 'I wouldn't marry
yon when I was rich, don't ask me to
JIOW. ? J
ffcheft I went tip stairs and cried
until my sose was the size of a tea
cup.
My sisters naturally (bought I Would
make my home with them, but 1 bad not
TUESDAY SEPTEMBER 24 1878
the remotest idea of such a thing. We had
a warm discussion on tl.c subject one
night, and I came oft,victor.
'Bnt what are you going to do, Cliff?'
asked Abby.
•I am going down to rickensvillo to
teach school and wear out all my
tinery.
So after the wedding I departed for
Pickcu#vilk>. This highly Intern t! >g
village was composed of two dozen
htmaes, flvo stores, and a set of the mo»t
respectably stupid people that I ever
saw. ■ - y
The mild dissipation the Pickensvilliaua
indulged in, when compared to that I
had just given np, waslikabluc skimmed
milk to rish red.wine.
My life was a dreary sameness from
week to week. If I hud kept a diary
it would have been barren of events as
Mark Twain's on ship-board. Hero
would have been an.entry:
'Eat my breakfast, went to school, and
whipped all iho children because (hey
wouldujt obey me. Dismissed at five
o'clock, went home aud put on one of
my prettiest dresses aud~ spent the
remainder of the day in tho delightful
occupation of loiineuting Joscphus
Janes, the village lawyer.'
Abby and Juliet wroto regularly each
week, and as regularly begged me to
-give up my foolish pride and come back
to them but I stubbornly refused-
One morning when I started to my
daily torture —teaching the youth ot
Pickensvillo was a torture to me—l fell
so blue, and spiritless. I longed to lie
down by tho wayside, and never l iso any
more.
• All through the day I inwardly moaned
over my lo>'t, looking back regretfully to
that year of pleasure that lay like a rift
of warm light across the grayness of my.
lite.
At recess, when with soveral distinct
ive yelis my unruly scholars denarlod
or their playground I put un
bend down on the desk lo hare a good
comfortable cry.
The first tears had just splashed down
when the door opened aud Hugh
Chaloner entered. My heart throbbed
fast with joy, but 1 dried my eyes,, and
tried to appear as cool and calm as a
May morning; bat I didn't succead
far.
'Yon have been crying Cliff,' were
among the first wor-s he said to
ine.
"I havn'f,' I cried indignantly.
'Well, there are tears on >our face
anyhow,'
'O—l—that—is—'
'Yon are not good at telling clerics,',
hoint'iTupted with a laugh. Then Ji®
looked keenly at mc and said:
'You aro pale apd thin, Clifford.' _
[ 'lt is only the cool wind that makes
me look paio. I have splendid health
and ajiicc time.'
'lndeed!'
'Yes, Mr. Janes i* so kind aud agree
iiible.' j
Mr. Chalouer laughed
'lniiglad you aro so happy. Miss
Boyaly bdt you mast congratulate me
nfiw.'
!'What on?*I asked, feeling my heart
sinking.
j'Tlie Siverton bank has broke I'
'/•Oh, Mr. Chaloner! And yon hare lost
all your proprietor. lam so sorry.'
/'I am not if this last gives me what 1
want,' and then he suddenly, passionate
j]y cried: 'CliffordJ Clifford, my lovof
don't let pride stand between us any
longer. Come and be my wife.'
'Well, as you arc as poor as I am, I
will,' I said slowly, and then lie drew
mc to him, aud kissed me, to the horror
of old Miss Pelors, who happened lo
come in jnst then.'
So we were married', and went on a
modest little (rip (o tho seaside. One
evening as our little boat drifted idly
over (ho smooth shimmering waters of
the bay, ray husband proposed to me a
(rip to Europe.
'But what will we goon?' I asked in
a bewildered way.
'On land and sea,' was the provoking
reply.
'Bnt where is the money to come
from?' :f
Hugh langhed.
'Tflfe isa secret.'
'Hugh,'l said, * faint glimmering of
the truth dawning ou me,*yoaluvebccn
deceiving me.' ' "
'1 haye not.'
'You said yonr property was all
gone.'
'No. I tofd you the bank was broke,
but I didn't say my money was in it,'
smiling. Then he bent over me, and
tenderly said:
'My darling, I loved you so truly, I
could not let foolish pride part lis —be-
sides all is fair in lovo and war is it not I
And looking iuto the haud»omu face |
dearer to me than any other on earth, 1
coufosscd that it was.
So wo sailed out on the ocean ol
life with Faith, flope, nhd Cliarily, for
our Guardian angels, and love to shed
light on our pathway.
TUB SIRANUE MIKKR.
THE JOKR THAT WAS PLAYED On lIIM—
IIK LIKED THE JOKE, TOO.
Not many mih-s from Shasta Cily is
toe gulch of whicli the following mining
story is told: It is a pretty deep ravine,
with rocks rhowing atl the way np the
sides. Gold in paying quantities had
been found along the atrenm, but it
seemed to disappear A few feet from the
channel. One day while a gang of busy
ue:i were toiling in the sti-Ham, a
stranger, eviJently green at .mining,
came along and leaned on ragged elbows
to watcb,with protruding eyeVhe result
of their toil. The miner nearest him
look out a $5 nugget, und anxiety over
came the greenhorn.
'S-a-a-y,' he asked, 'where can I go to
diggiu to find it like that?'
The hardy minor stopped his work,
and giving the wink to all the bovs, BO
thut the joke should not be lost, pointed
up on tho baixen rocks where no' gold
had ever been found.
'Ye see that rough lookin' place?'
•Yes-yes,' said tho now hand.
'Well, tliar it is rich. Je»' yo s'abe
ont a claim an' go ter work, an' when
wo finish hero we'll come up, too.'
Then the hand thanked the the honest
miner, and the boys all grinned appre
ciation of the joke. That afternoon a
solitary figure was picking away rn tli •
slope, and every time the miners looked
up tb y roared with laughter. But
about noon the next day, tho greenhorn
struck a pocket and took out -something
like $30,000 in a few minutes. Then
innocent to tho last,he treated all around,
aud thanked the miner who sent him up
there, and took his moHy and went
down into the valley and bought him a
farm. Then the unhappy miners arose
leaving their old claims, dotted that
hillsidd for days. there were Ifo
more pockets anywhere. Ttie whole
thing, reads j list like a traditional fairy
story. But thcii I saw the gulch.
Much more unbelievable things hnVi
happened in the mines.
VrORDMOP WISDO.tt,
A man displeased with the world is
never satisfied with himself
Let ns search ourselves in tho first
pl»ce, and aAerwards the world.
Be severe to yourself, indulgent "to
otheis ; and thus avoid rencntment.
There w no nun so friendless but that
lie can find a friend sincere enough to
tell him disagreeable truths.
We could not endnre solitude were it
not for the powerful compauionship of
hope or of some unseen one.
Tod, feel, think, hope. A man is
sure to dream enough liefore he dies
wiltKMit making arrangements for the
purpose.
Flowers left to themselves in time be- j
como v.'ecds; so many a man's vices have
at first been nothing but good qualities
run wild.
There is no absurdity in approving as
well as condemning the same individual;
fjr as few people aro always the right,
so on the other hand it is improvable
they should be a|way ß in the wron-.
The happiness of your life depends
upon the quality of your thoughts,
therefore guard accordingly, and take
care that you entertain no notions n«*
suitable to virture and unreasonable to
nature.
A good name is best won by good
deeds. There is no sorer way of being
well thought of as by deserving well,
"You have a little world around yon,"
wrote Daniel Webster to an early friend,
"fill it with good deeds, and you will fill
it with your own glory."
A OENBROU* DIB O.
[Richmond Whig,]
Mr. W. W. Cole, the proprietor of the
mammoth combination pf circus, mo
nagcio and museum, which will exhibit
in this city on tho -ftlj aud sth of Oc
tober, has nobly instanced hi* generosity
by forwarding §6OO to tho sufferers from
yellow fover in McinphU, Teun. The
mail whose chief business it is to amuse
the people, cannot viow the stitlcriii«s of
his fellow men with iiidiffemifoe. Thew
•play people' sometimes have very big
beans.
*
N 0 2•)
' • V' - 1 X
of | "eople been wrecked
"
T,lie hardest tiling jn tin i busy world |
farm out Wett, him! tm u ill her"%f^i|p
A lit lie boy whose sprained wlist |i;»t •
boon Itiii!uml id whiskey, surprised bis
rtfolttc:- by asking Mf patpn had n sprained «-
throat.'
A Texas lunatic jumped on n sfnll'nn
within t a saddle and it took a two d»y*
chuso to catch him. Theia wan not a
shoe left on the animal.
Mary Anderson, John MeCullmlgli,
Edwin Sooth and Joe Jffferson pl»>ed
at the same theaLre on the name night
and realized $1,522 for tl»« ytllow fuver 1
suffered s
A Webtern paper thinks It is wond«f«
ful that the books of the United S'nteu
Treusurf should always balsnce to a
*ent. Thet'a is nothing s'-rangexhont it.
All yon have to' do is to count your vhkli
first. ~Wa»hi HffTon
•Yon have often/ said a clcrgrmam
•heard the brethren sav 'Anient anionf'
while some one was prajing. What dnl
tnov moan? J fatty one knows Jet Jiiui bold
up "his hand,'
Up jnui|>ed a little fellow, so cajrcr to
answer as not to wait for recognition.
•I know!' be called ortt, 'lt means bur'
ry itp and get through.'
M ' - -
Don't b* too CN'TicAn.— Whatever .
you do, never set np for a critic. AVo
do not n>ean a newspaper ono, but in
private life; ift the domestic circle it
wjll do you Jiarm if you object to-being
sailed diHagreeahle. If yon don't Hke
any one's noie, or object to any one's
obin, don't put your fwlinc* into words.
If any one's manners don't re«
member you own,
We should not preach so ranch to Hie
people; we should give tliein an interest
in lifcj something to love, something to
livo forWo should if possible, make
them happy, put them on the way to
happiness, then they would unquestiona
bly become good.
Schuyler Colfax luts nmde forty
thousand dollars in the°la«t four yenis in
the Icclnre field. How much he m-ido
previous thereto In another attffr is not
given, btij if- tb« two nrnonnts werflf
added together they wonld indubitably
make a pretty pile, „
A man may stieer at a woman all he
will because she can't sharpen a' lead
ptncil, but she has the smile on him I
when he stands holding an unoccupied
suspender buttm in his hand aud won-*
do ring whether it will hurt; Inis to pull
the needle out of his thumb the the sam*
way it went in or push it on through.—
The largest church organization in
Atlanta, Ga., is the First Baptist Chnrch
(colored,) Rev. F. Qnarles, Pastor, with
n membership of 1,400. Oao of the
white churclips has fIOO members, an*
Sjther about 400, and so down. Fifteen
out of the forty churches are Baptist,
Tho colored Baptist of Georgia hava
bought the lan J, and are about to estab
lish a college of a high grade at Atlanta.
not IlAfriSFsfl.—The most
common error of men and women is that
of looking for happiness somewhere
outside of useful work. Jt has r.ever yet
been found when time sought, and
never will bo while the world stands;
I and the sooner this truth is learned the
bettor for every one. If you doubt the
proposition glance around among your
friends and acquaintances, and select
those who api tear to have most
enjoyment in lite. Are they the idlers
and pleasure-sec.k?r=i, or tho earnest
workers? We know what your answer
will be. OT all the miserable human
I icings it l:aa been our fortune or mia
v fortune to know, they were the most
wretched who had retired from useful
employment to enjoy themselves. Why,
the slave at his enforced labor, or the
hungry toihr for bread, were supieuaely
luippy in comparison.
A Yaxkee-Confedkratf. Dkad in
Memphis. —Death aimed high when his
fated da rt struck down Carles C. Parsons,
late Colonel o» the U. 8. A., and recforof
Grace Episcopal Chnrch. Yet the mark
wa9 tair and near and bared for the blow.
Into the room ot disease the christian
soldier inarched. Tho liaml which hud
applied the match to cniinou on the battle |
tleid lifted tho dying head, cheered with
prayer the departing soul day and night
to his own fated exposure, this man in
vaded the strongholds of the plagtie, car- j
l ying help to die body awl *he aojri of *
many-a ttricken man! Death struck hard
aud truo. The chivalrous soldier, tho
honored shepherd of a flock, the co*?nes
polished West Pointer, the fivoriie
trie no, particularly of t lio veuth ot Mem
phis, was borne to l U last resting place.
Over his grave, in marble, let this be
CUl ' "A MAKTYIi OF 78 * %
"Jlli WI-U VOIt TKK I'Kol'l.K AO UNXT WHOM
lit HAI» KOUOHT."