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"The Statelt now trying to provide food for joar
families, and each eouoty is makidg timilar prori
eion; rbJ your Chief Mftpstrftfe 1 promise you 'bat
the wife aad child of th soldier who Is in the array
doing his duty shatt share the last bushel of meal and
"the last pound of meat In the State." Cop. VuhcS$
Nobla worda and nobly spoken,
' Springing from a noble heart: .
, . -Becelte them, soldiers, as a token
That your ebie wilt do hie-part.
He has shared tfie soldier'a camp, 7
He has brated the battle's dacger; ;
' 'To the foetnan'a deadly tramp, r ;
J n war array h Is no atranger.
'Ho does not deal in idle words,
And tho1 the storms of battlejower,
llle oonrfs no ffotemmtll lords, . .
Wot bends to arbitrary power. , r
'Of ail ha will maintain the rights
80 far as power within him lies,
And kturpatitm, In its flighU, '
Falls at his feet, and strangled, dies.
How it will nerve the soldier's arm,
. How it will cheer the soldier's heart,
Tor know that in war 'a wild alarm,
Their gnjlant Chief well acts his part,
That he protects the lored at home,
And sees that wltes and babes are fed:
-Let Yankee swarms like locusts come
We'll gia to each a gory bed.
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The wife and child ("what dearer names
Coald fall vpon a soldier's ear? -
They kindle all the parer flames
"That home aod pesce were wont to cheer;
They stir the deepest depths of soul,
They wake each energy of life;
"I'll back the ewroed invader roll,
. . He seeks to karm my chlld my wife."
'And ye who board yonr meat and bread,
Ve ripers tiler tbao the devil,
Hark! hsten to the soldier's tread, -
And tremble from a tense of evil.
Bolt yonr doors and bar them well,
ProMrve yonr stores with ntmost care, , "
Neither gife, nor loan, nor sell, . V ;
Bat in the soldier's name, biwaiiI.
. Soldiers of tho old North 8tate,
To are coveTod now with glor,
Onwani! and whatever yoar fate, -
To shall bo reno wed to atory.
Lot he shock of battle come
- Let the deadly missiles fly
You'll think of those yon left at borne, -Vvut
and advanoel' ' yvur battle cry.
No hireling tools of reckless faction '
Can yonr well earned fame undo;
Too have won it fj yonr action
God and history are with jron:
Of fou your 8ute is jnstly proud, , -.
7 8be knows with yo her fameVsecure,
Jlnd ba defamers ne'er can elood
Your nan of glory bright nnd pare,
tktelgh, N. C, March 2, 183. F. I. W.
TIIF'BROKEN GERANIUM.
A REMINISCENCE OF VIRGINIA.
"irWiTEao! flowcr-gnrdeo idj fnend lieonora
and mvselL'aiM it was Terr beauttfai : I cannot
tell you how eaudfal. We had the loveliest
roees, I he sweetest ceraniumB, the roost captivat
ing TerbeoM hetrt'aveaae, cape jessamine, fu
chias, heliotropes in abort, whatever was lovely,
: sweet and pare ; in inch a glorious profusion that
-their luxuriant bloocua were woven togetner wuu
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.ail IDB CUI1UIUII Ul nnviiUDi lauicu
oiora a moll
we lb II lee; mil pospeclA: woudeiiue Duch )'f
the -roses -would-em bloom j-iT t be- Tcbenas
wprtld apT-ead Joo tnoch nd oyeshadovr the owe
luodent noweis : if the cedjsowq io names would
come up ptt)peily, tod foi oiin a hundred o'h'er
t:i TiTi 1 1. . . .
ii-o vujvKvuitB. I? dii spienuu pouqueis ieo
nora gathered from those citcular- beds I And
oh 1 with what tdi oifociufibe used to weave I hem
of flowcia and leaves, until shev stood completed
uvuuvi ixiinauoo 01 ucr own uiwrnt, Deauiua
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laaeiea ;airisuo crcationd or cor 'own bou! I
. Among all our flowers there was one which
deserved to be trailed, "our favourite." It wsa
ro8e-gcramumr which a sweet, invalid trl had
given we, to be kept as a memorial of ber when
the flowei-s of ber youth should know her beauty
and excellence uo longer. When her white fin-
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gers placed it in my bands one beautiful tnoin-
iog, it was small ; but under Leonora's kind care
it soon flourished apace, and cheered us wi'h its
beauty and sweetness. . hro the fro&t fell 00 the
leaves and meadows, she took u front' its bed and
transferred it to a sheltered niche in the Iar
library, where all winter loog ministered to and
guarded bv ber watchful love, iteprcad its leaves
wider and hbb'er, until they ruled their soft
eheeks against the sniootho widow-panes.
Whcu-spring cama -again -nd - the - crocui
unfolded its sweetness and the violet gleamed
in the woods and gardens, she planted it a?uia
in its summer clime where the heart's easo m 12 lit
comfott and the regal roten5ouruge, alftKrouga
ibe houn of dejection that come alike upon flow-
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era mnu uionais in me ciicics 01 Hie.
ad . on nour wji comini; when none of it
kindred could comfon when . neither wind, nor.
sun, nor dew, nor even Leonora s love could avail
anything for the life of our pet rose-gesunium.
, Larly in- the rooming we discovered it, but
alas 1 too late, lying upon the led where so long
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11 osa nourianeu in ocau:y, a broken iragment,
diwevered at the ground. 0 here were no 1accs
of the ravager visible no foot prints, nor finger
maiks the other flowers were all inviolate but
our pet was forever destroyed.
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it was a giit irom Alice urjy, ana sne was
daily dmwiDg nearer to the unseen world. It
was a Liner ULsappotmment to us Doth a duun
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poiniioent wmtu no one can appreciate in its
fulness unlesH they, too, have received a jHft from
a dear friend just on the grave's verge, and watch
ed it with a long year's cure a od loveooly to bold
11 in ineir uanui acau. .
It was dead. Dead ! there is nometh-ns tei rible
in tha word eren when applied to a flower. Dead!
Ask the bleeding heart by the grave of that word !
Ask the gay child with its hoop and song : tho
rrcaener in nis surpnee, tne orido at the alLrl
Dead . the sound is the most terriLlo of all knells.
The word was ringing in my heart and brain
when a messenger came beating a note, snowy
white, but sealed with buck, irom the mother
of her-whogave m&lbeTsniam7tcrrAtice
ca dead. ' . ' . ;
u At what hourdid shodie ?" I af.ked of the
messenger. "Last night, just before morning,"
was his reply. .
'" Is it not strange,' I said afterward to Ieo-
'that in tho same night, perhaps in "the
nora,
same hour, the geranium was broken V'
Ix?o- " Who can tell," she answered me, " the con
her bad assiifned us the plot on account nection between her spirit and that flower ? The
of ita peculiarly favourable position for tho growth 0001 ray8,try kanu .' 18 on?-. e
;and highest development of ..planur sloping north
'ward and .westward, cut off, perhaps, too much
tfrom the morning sun by the rear wall of the old
"inansionbut'yel wbeo" watered " by silver dews
nnd gentle rains, and kindled into fecundity
by the warm breath of the air and the golden
sunlight, a. garden of whose blooms a king might
have been proud : yea, and a queen also, if, at
cannot, conjectura how our flower was destroyed,
whether gently or violently. It may bo its tin-
known principle of life departed as sweetly as tho
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" IIow did she die V I asked. ' ,
In the quiet night, just before d wn, they
say, she was lying white, as marble on her couch,
not asleep, but with closed lids as though dream-
the hazard of shaminc her jewels, she had dared ing or wrapped in pleasant reverie. '1 hev thou"ht
renture there. . .. .;: -' ' ' her-better, and the phvsiciaAJtcllautJwpJelf
:ifleanrity
risited it in the morninc:, at noon, and in the I distant corner of the room, and the riurso sat
j)ale twilight, cherishing the frail, restraining the alone, shading her eyes with her hands, half tcropt
ioo laxdripus, and in dry seasons carrying fresh cd to sleep; Without all was still i the holy calm
water from the wells id moisten the parched lips ness of a mid-summer night when the ;.liifon ii
full. Suddenly tho pate dreamer arose uni
oq her couch. "; -
if the'- sweet ' sufferers. iioonora ' hud a
peculiarly happy gift with flowers : I be
lieve it was born with her, for surely no instruc
tion could give that felicitous touch and intuitive
-sense o( what each flower needed, which were
characteristic of ber ministries.; She made her
feaf-coDS wherein she bore awav the noxious in
jects (hat annoved the flowers bore Ihetn away Tbeterrified woman peered in the direction in-
in love, too ainu in neart ruthlessly to ui soy uiuuiuu yy iu grr.
creature that God has mode with delicate fingers "Do you not hear it now ?" A ad she csuht
bhe (railed the festooning vines up the Jatliceor her by the arm and drew her clpso'fo bersebV
vpoa the wull, and,'as an aagel-warder over hofy " There it sounds, slowly, soletnDly, I can couut
couoren, Kent war.cn ana wara. as iar asnossiDie. wbu ouuaw. xi. j iwhui: iur u uusui.
,f Did you not hear it, Jano ?."
The halfsluml)ering riurso sprang up in alarm.
" Hear whatdarling 7" . . ' z
" A church-bell tolling! I heard it -plainly.
Listen I I hear it acain !" .
gjinst any adverse contingencies, or melancholy
casualties. .. - :
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Then she said in a subdued voice, as though
addressing her own inner Bpi: it, ' Can it bo for
If I nocu you
cove ed them wl h a cbud of hij. She kpole
calmly u or sweet,- low voice irr-
"You con sit down now. Jane.
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Alas 1 she never did call. In the sweet morn
ing, when tho ibbio cime to' her window to sing Meet..
his song, came her friends to ask how she passed j The winter parsed slowly rway
tho night. She had indeed passed the nighttod spring caoio with her biitls am
loved mop deeply than children generally dof
anit tbuilnjwledgo sent B,tlesveT II ery'dHne"
:ico .Mr. Drowoo and bJs wife ;rw riot io v;:iu:
I and beneath thcio idle (eu of Child fco, discern-
eu mar me lcuuzi'iiou ot iuer 011-uibcaseu no-
passed tho gloiy of inetTable day, and bathed her
puresouliu tho radiance of another worldrT'bey
found her placid In death- a sweof, calm smite
l.. t l t 'L.'i!j.' 1 -m .1 . .
apua ucr iovoij iaoo -iuo una cioseq gently over
her eyes, and her head still encircled by ber wbiLo
aims, covered with the glory of her golden hair.
-"Two days aner,"when the warm earth held in
her bosom the beautiful tabernacle wheieia dwelt
thn far more beautiful soul of Alice Gray, I be
ing comparatively stranger in the lovely groco"
valley of Old Vugioia, asked of Leonora a aim-
Sle narrative of tho history of the young girl whosa
eath we still deplored; Dot suspecting for ouc
moment the humble, yet painful drama in which
she, in her physical weakness and woman's mihli
ess, bore..the prominent part. '
, This is the unobjtranive history of that true
heart as I received it from the eloquent lips of
Coonora. And I would for your sake, oh, m y
reader, that those same lips might send it-glow
ing to yout heart, that you uiiht know how the
humble life of a wronged girl is revenged it. the
fuljjsoul and thj illing words of one -of-her own
sex.
AHcc Gny was an only child. IVotn cbildbood, j
having no playmates at home, her constant com- j
panion was a Henry Lrowoe, whose father, a man
of wealth and influence, dwelt in the larpe old
house, who$e tall chimneys are visible from the
iroot windows of MrrGray's iiiaosion. There are
no other hoo (0 be seen for miles; and from
the line where their lands meet, far away in every
direction, rt In their large, fertile fields. " A fine
stroke of policy it would be," said Mr. Drowoe
to himtcU one day, "if my only child, IJcy,
tould win Alice bray; for, then you perceive''--with
a hcai ty nib of tho hands " all these f.vr
stretcbing acits would belong io the bouse of
J) twoe."
.5 ruly,. circumstances favoured creallv Sir.
IJrbwne s da' ling plan. Alice wi. hout a playmate
found one tmitcd 10 her ae and taste in the boy,
Ifenry, and UcJidcs, both, accordmg to a wise plan
of bis father's, studied under the same tcacheis.
Uniformity of pursuit, and their setegafed state,
alone were sufficient to .bind them closely in
friendship, and moreover, there1 was in the two
that contrast of Laste and' disposition which al
ways in children, especially where thci o is a u op
position of sex, acts as an attraction to make
hearts cohere. Together in the spring they hnn
ted the carl cst wild flowers iu the woods; in
Hummer ... wove uariands under Ibo trees, - or
watched the little fledglings fluttering in iho
nests, or craving nigut irom tiic DousUsin au
tumn strolled oyer the hills orihrourih the woos
to gather the largo chesnuts whoso bu1 rs the yes
ternight ii-ost opciied, or stood hand in hand,
gating at the mist-veiled mountains or listening
to tho merry sougs of the buskers at work in i bo
fields. And in winter they sat by the blazina:
log-Ore and told each other -fairy tales nnd tasked
their weak.imaginat ions' in a cheerful rivalry.
It) as their childhoods passed, and unconaoud-
ly tht-y loved each ol her. y no words had it
been aid, but each took it for "ranted: iust os
tho liitle biufher may not say a word concerning
his lovo to his litfle toddling bititcr. and vet all
Aud when (he
spring caoio with her buds and flowers, Henry
was sirong enQugh (0 walk out with .Alice io
t besrold-nwkllirThe wood37"wherdlhey new
thei earliest wild flowen grew. And Ihce, 00.
the fiitt of their spring-day excursions, be told
Ms love, and encucliog each other with their
arms upon a mossy ihrone of locks, they vowed
elcrnal constancy rod fidelity then nd forever.
We oujht not (0 despise tho loves of cbiUlreo.
"The child is father of the man," and the loves
of childhood swell and expnnd io oer years with
the matu' e fiutt of the vine, whoso pure juice is
the most lorioua intoxication which the human
heart feels opon earth. And I hope to show
here that, 00. one aide, this love, pledged by two
children io the shade of the woods, was wore e u
during th:n life.
Yea 1 a passed on , a 0 d I? c 0 y 'a d is po'! i ion, al way s
adventurous, began to inflpme with a desire for.
duiog exploits (or someibiuglo bre;k pp (lie old
monotony of-bta cooo(ry life. Dis blowl boiled"
w;th a paiou for beioio ochiovement, Siid every
wild, thrilling sfoiy that could be found ia Bewsv
papo's or bisto'jf was read as'a"and rria with
morbid avidity. Uis old pion for ho;icman
sbip and hunlioc 'rew effete, became almost dis.
lostcful, aud borne with its endearments, nay, even
Alice's love, woighed little id tbo b.:VDce fj iust'
this dominant passion. ' . - -" -'
-; Finally, wearied put by a fmiilcss resis'roce,
his father and mother consented te b's pioject to
join h parfy of gentlemen about to erobv.ik for
Cali foroia. 801 row fully t bey bade him ad;en; ( heir
only son and hopcbuti bey consoled their beirls
w'lh his oft repealed proiniso, tb.t after he had
disfingmVhed himself and a('sSed bis den re for
honour, he would retuin, mau y bis dear Alice,
and settle down to live ufton the anccsfrJ acics.
It was' io tho swtet spriog-limo (hat bo rodo
.Loj.cf iQ.say, "rareweir to the girl whose Mo
was bound up in his whose' Lithful heart beat
only for his happiness. Day, like a sweet moj-catjc-soug
played to the lyre of angels b?d died
in " Ions, seouacious notes" over delicious, sunset-piled
sceneiy, end tender twilight, as if a tear
wrought by the raelancholly of the strain io Na
ture's "eyes, glimmered over the long ! retches of
the greening landscape. He lingered in the par
lour long, as if loth to stait ou anei;nd that
woke the slumberous energies of passion, though
his hoiso pawed restively under tbo 1 rge locust;
be mounted atLst, butyet curbed bis boise's ar
dour, and compelled him 10 walk along the smooth
road where erst he struck fire from bis noisy feet.
What ailcth him ? Who can tell ? Dut c;m it
be that along the -face--0-night move the solemn
shadows of t'he -.Future -the long procession of
coming days of sin and nights of disquiet, ter
minated with a sablo hearse and a small, fresh
grave 1 I know not. Hot if the Future be fix
ed, an occult Alp-land and man alone be pro
gressive, why may nofjirnnpses of her awful front
be dbclosed through a cloud-rift, or a toog shad
ow at times smite the face of him who farther
from the East must travel," attended by visions
of Ilenven and phantoms of tetrofrom Eadcs ?
Alico sat in the Jong porch, watching the gath-
oceU ofTf e vetaWoT to ItTiow themThnt they 'loved,
and moreover that their love surpassed the sim
ple affection which often passes under that name ;
and that revelation camo. . .
One cold morning in early winter, wheu a slight
crust:of i co-was on tho ground, word was brought
torso on trj,o iC. had shattered bis arm, and re
ceived other injuries of a deeply serious nafuie.
Mr. and Mrs, Gray had just before driven to the
ucipibbouring town on bu.sinc.ss;' and there .wus
no ono to prevent Alice from executing her rcso-
ution to wi!kover to Mr. IJrowne s aud ascertain
or hcrsfelf tho nature and extent of-her friend's
lijuries. . Tho" tcrvanfs were unanimously of the
opinion that " Miss Alice must hab bur Own 1 way,"
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aou onerea out a trmin'r resistaocc . vranpinz
herself in a cloak, forth sho went, delicate gi 1
as sho was, along tho slippery road, bu 6 si ted and
chilled by the' rude, cold winds that ever, and
hon drifted masses of snow in her f:ce. Yet she
wjs undaunted. On she went until she ieached
hd. house, and saw for herself the shattered a? m
and the cut? over theJ'Qieheadtjhst left no loom
for doub'tc6nccrning the iruth of the reports sho
had heard. At the Aignt ber childish nature lost
its control -and as she stooped to kiss lleni y'a pale
ing shades upon the distant mouii'ain- Tho book,
with which she had beguiled her. fancy, lay by
Ibo. time love deeper thoar djeathr Thjere wjiffH her handras in ta-
ttucs I have seen, and the ' delicately lashed lids
shut m tho yearning sweetness of her meek eyes.
She was dreaming, but sleep folded do pinion
over her senses. Oh I Poets, tell mo what it is
when a maiden dreams, for I turn with eagerness
from the painful memories of, the nightdreains of
taayfancyihe conception ai- Jwef-toaiderr's
dream, painless, blessed L. I know she felt no
pain, for her face was as placid as a seraph's ia
that dim twilight. "7 ,
Uut she started. Tho gate was' swung open
and swift as a bird's flight lleni y llrowne spurred
bis horse alog thai bioad avenue, under tho
drooping boughs of the old trees1. She sprang to
meet hiin. " -
" You aro late," she said, "yciy J.'te my
heart was sick waiting for you." .
. " Dut it is better late than never, darling. ,-1
was delayed by the innumerable pi-eparatioDS for
my departure in the morning." ;
" " Must you go, indeed. I have been hoping
so, fondly that you would yet stay. Why, to-night
as I sat looking at the sunset, I dreamed that you
would stay, and live at your old " heme, and wo
would b so b'appyi Cut what am I saying I
You lone to be a distinguished man. whose'nsrae
shull shine as a statin thechroniclea of your iacc,;
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