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:"--r ' A c W:':::: : - . ' . J- ' ' ", ' 7 THE FEIEND OF TEMPERANCE, IS PUBLISHED SV2BT FBI2)AT At'Njo, 1, FAyotksraie Sk, IUlewi, N. C., i tsr !: V nil ii;.:wHrrAia .is EST OJio vr -iti X C. Bool-Store. ViSj- -;- I mze eopy(CAsa in advanced;.. . 1 50 Five conic. 'Ten i " 14 . T ! : ....... . ? 12 SO Twenty " " ''' - a ....... ,20 00 CTAPTER I, v.. "The end of summer; just when the wan ing 'season is at iU fairest every hedgerow dotted with iho pure hite cf t py ana toe rfcir vinevi ma cwuuutue ouu 'gle ; and tho lanes ur . lovely "Englh lanes! dark and cool,;even at noon day, with tho luxuriance of the foliage arching high over head. . i In such a lane, iu one of the prettiest parts of one of the midland counties, saun tered two young ladiea, glad of thepf uge from this fervid heat, and talking merrily an!d freely of auy and everything which 'was interesting to devoted friends who had just met after a jjartiug of years . 1 never dreamed your home was so lovely ai it isr cried Clara Forester, stop ping short, to gaze around. How I shall hate our dull, flat, half-towu, half no, imitation country house. at Kensington, after these rural scenes! I wish my mother would not like the environs of London. " 'Please to remember, Madraioiseile,' said Viola Dalrymple, smiling at her com panion's enthusiasm, ' that winter1 conies .here, as .well as everywhere else. How 'vonld you survive the monotony of a resi dence in the country, where there are n0 theatres, no concerts, within reach, few neighbors, Niud only half-a-dozen balls within mi many-months?' ' -'Bit you -always hivo Nature, ever bciutiful N;itur?!' replied Clara, sentimen tally; 'tho birds, the ilowers, and the hills, and the valleys.' , ! - I ' Yejf said Viola, laughing outright: ' and these paths that you tread so delight edly, and the tiolds which you pronounce ; . Worthy tin: pencil of a Claude or a Consta .b''e. But the fields are 'impassable half tho year foe wet clay, aad wuinnot get to the village this way for mud.' ' It's no use talking to you,' said Clara, . giving herself a little .vexed shake. . 'I de clare you have not a bit of romance, in your composition and yet you live here." 'Of course,' replied Viola. .'IE-is my homo. I am not complaining but point ing out-some of the disadvantage.?. " j And I don't thank you for your pain? vricd her friend gaily 'and what's -more, .111 not hear another word. Tell me., what this fence lades from us lieldv' " j 'No, -a park Lisle park,' was the re ply; ' the largest estate in the neighbor-' hood. . ; j Clara stool on tiptoe and male ineffoc iuyuTalteiapt.s to see ntor; th.in the branch IJi -fcJnj which the park palings hid not. I ' i'iio lives there, Viola?" she asked .ny one you visit? j : -' No. one's there at present,' replied Vio ila. Sir Vernon Lisle Jias been on the jcontinent ever since he, succeeded to the baroaetcy. I wish you had come a week '.' earlier, and we would have spent a pleas ant day in the house - and grounds. It is 'cmite a show place; but we could not go now, for the owner is' expected home very .shortly, and they are making great prepare tions for hi3 reception. ' How sorry I am!' I exclaimed Clarar ' Then I must content myself with a peep, if I can climb this bank. You climb?' criedtha amused Viola,' Batter not try; you are inexperienced Yon forget,' said Clara, undauntedly, 'that I have had three days' imtiation. Aiter the horrid stiles you have draggedme "over, no feat seems impossible.' ! By dmt of little exertion the young lady j succeeded in reaching a spot from whenee she could peep through a knothole at the ! beautiful domain of Sir Ver,non Lis! " NYhat magnificent trees! what emerald jturfr' ehe exclaimed. U Oh Viola,.4he ht - tie I can see is perfectly delicious! What icte champere might be given under thoso branches! Is this absent baronet old and Ugly?' she asked, as she slid, down on the bank to recover her breath " v.rrulu, Vwj 'Sir . - ' 1 '. 1 . 1 T i t m " " f ' -- ' 1 "' " " " i uiiuu is ui uo more tnan twenty-three or I i i i-i i i i twenty-four.' ' igen tl emea, w hob f ted their hats v '.Young, and of course handsome,' said!8 slowly aiipraiched. Clara. J should like to stay aud' nake 1 4 Viola, my dear,' jcried her father, seiz ins acquaintance.' ':. . . , . . - , . ? mg her hand, was there ever such a co-m- Again lola s merry laughter was. hoard, I v , XJ . T . , as slie stood plucking the blossoms of the I Here is ! Sir ernon Lasle, your trailing dewberries. . j old playfellow. He is touring round the But handsome is not a matter of course j coast with aj friend, and is making a stay !UitCa;!e'' ssaid. Judging from 1 of a few davs here for the sake of .ketch what my own recollection of Verhon Lisle it1!r . " : were when ho used to visit me in his boy -' v - v ' hood, he must be sandy-haired, short and Viola rlushed a little as her father more plain; so yoii need.not grieve that we ieave formally introduced Sir Vernon and Mr. bathin- J Lytham. sea. j Tiemaync. imd her reception of the baro- Whf t a shame to dispel one's Uhisions I f that' after murmurinS a so remorselessly!' ried Clara. ,'N;ever j ew;,Pa)tout his pleasure in meeting mind he must bo amiable; and, in a j her agaii h lked awkward anil embar wealt hy young baronet,oue, might dispense' rassed, and finally attached himself to I rsra rsrr-r THE OFFICIAL ORGAN VOL, II. with goxi looks, if there were nothing else vanting. . . " . -: 'A 'I am afraid you are born ta be disap pointed, my poor CLuaf said hci friend. Vernon -was a rude, disagreeable boy, whom I could not endurofoTbjU rough manners and teasing propensities; and I hare no doubt that possessions "of great wealth,, with none near to checs o-vadmon- his growth. For myself, I almost . dread j his coming. Clara jumped down from her elevated position, and, declaring herself rested, be gan to question her friend. 'Dread hi coming!' said Clara.; And why?' ' , . Half the reply must havebeen inaudible to any ears but her own, conveying noth ing but the word, ' Papa has always wish' ed suchold friends Vernon Mid I so nearly of an age ;' and then an Vmphatic, ' but I could never consent ver !' As the young ladies, engrossed in the. subject they were discussing, wallaed on, two gentlemen; in the light, easy summer dress of tourists, rose from the root of the tree in the park on which they had been resting, and peeped at them ; they then, turned to caeh btherj and, with a comical look, laughed heartily. f Sandy, shorthand ugly ! Unfortunate Vernon ! said one moekirgly. 'Kadc, disagreeable, j unchecked !' said the other. : ' , ' Oh, most miserable wight that I am ! And this w. the best that the handsomest girl in the county can say of me ! Stan ley, I'll go back to Venice, where carroty Jiair is a grace, and the faults of my youth are unknown. Is - my hair very ; fiery though?'- ! 'Dreadfully so, was the laughing reply 'but dyes are. cheap, and wigs ditto. ' 'Throw 'em to the dogs, I'll have none of 'em,' cried Sir Vernon, theatrically. 'Going where. didVeu say ?' .. . - To Lytham, was the reply. A pretty little quiet bathing place in Lancashire, isn't it?' ; ' ' Sir Vernon nodded, gazed after the graceful jiguies of tho ladies, until they were quite lost to sight ; and then, lean ing his back against the fence, he mused until his companion uttered an inquir ing, 'Well?' , ; ""And well,' he '.repeated, slowly, I think, if. you have no objection to offer, we will for time, renounce our intention of present ing ourselves at Lisle house, and 'receiving our good friends' and neigh bors' congratulations on our safe return.' 'As you will,' said his friend. ' But what, then, do you propose doing ?' j 'Taking a trip- to Lytham alone,' re plied Sir Vernon, coloring a Uttje. ' It is good policy to follow a xetreating enemy ?' said Stanley Tremayne, laugh ing. Better secure the field during her absence, and when you have established yourself in the good graces of the neutrals, and drawn, them all over to your own side, why, let her come. You can niford to be magnanimous arid forgive her. Ji at I da not feel disposed to forgive her, until she recants,' replied Vernon. Snppose she will do neither ?' asked Stanley, maliciously. 'AVhy, then, I'll confess myself all she calls me, and the most conceited fool in tho universe to boot,' replied the baronet CHAPTEBIL Lytham had not then obtained sufficient notoriety to be -bustling, and noisy, and overfilled with "people .who areJ fussy, and fidgety, and dressy ; but was just at that time a charming resort for those who really loved jlhe sea and sands, and could sit and dreaib the hours away, tith noth- : inS to poil their heartfelt enjoyment. ! ior two days after their arrival, Viola i au( Clara saw not a face they knew, and Ml'r Palrymle was their only companion i in tnehv ralmbles or rides ; but on the ' Tei"n of the third day, when they came I I an animated conversation with two nri ... I. MAiiial Li T ?i w f .. . ' , . . OF THE ORDER OF TI j FRIMDS RALEIGH, N. C, FRIDAY; DEC. 25, Clara Foresfer,?who graciously t : cepted bis arm, iaid rather hastily decided; that )xq was much better looking than her 'j friend had predicted, v t-' i - ' - i Mr. Dahnrmple walked by tl :ideof bis daughter to. hi vlsvlsI Eeat. i ch with a sniiling apology for his laz hi?ielf; and then Viola v3 seated who as yet had not spoken. :But when, with some unnecessary speech about the weather, she broke the silence, he . asked, Do you find my friend much altered, Miss Dalrymple? s : " - 1 . Yes ho stammered Viola, glancing indififerently at the baronet, who was smi-" ling at one of Clara's mirthful sallies; 'he is improved, I think V ' Ah, his hairihas darkened,- said Mr. Tremayne. ' It must have escaped your memory that in his boyhood it was red. Miss Dalrymple palliated tlrs. 'She did not permit others the same license that she had allowed herself. , ' Auburn,, you mean said she. ' Sir Vernon's hair was never red r '.He would not thank ine for discussing his personal appearance said Mr. Tre mayne smiling. He has been spoiled of late by the attentions he has received. v Viola looked as if she could quite believe thi3. .- 'But his heart,' continued ho gentle man. 'I think I may answer for:; it, that his heart is in the right placeand I have no doubt that when he settles down at Lisle Park he will try to do his duty as country gentleman.' ' . Miss Dairy mple's expressive face had the impress of being bored It said rather too plainly, this is nothing, to me;' ; but Mr. Tremayne did not appear to see it. Of course he will marry, ' , said he. ' In fact, there is, I believe, a contract be tween his undo and a gentleman, in -the neighborhood of liisle Park, that he'shall." Iar aoiHrtw xsrhtz&irrlZj I'uintirve- ly If Sir Vernon is yoiiitothor-rhe had suflfered his egregioui yanity to deceive him.". . . .'-'; -: - -t; Having 'th.? expressed herself, Viola walked on in haughty displeasure; but Mr; Tremayne was f by he r side instantly. 'Miss Dairy m I saia he, 'can I huye said anything to annoy you? If so, believe that my oifense has been unintentional. I: .would not incur your anger for the world.' " . h 'V' His eyes seconded rthe speech, so elo: quently, that the young lady, ashamed of the interest she ha'd evinced in his gos sipping details, permitted herself to be app2ased; and when Clara and her com panion came toward them at the expira tion Of half an hour, she was listening with "flattering attention to Tremayne s desenpt tion of a snow-storm on the Appen nines. It had been ery I pleasant at Lytham, when Viola and Clara had only their own resources to depend uponjbutt was pleas anter still when two animated, (intelligent young men were always at hand to accom pany them in boating, walking and sketch ing excursions; and as the baronet, after a lew rebuffs, kept aloof from- his frigid playmate, .or, if compelled to address her, never ventured on mor)e than a few mono syllables, Viola contrived to endure his presence. More than this she could not be said to do, for Mr, Dalrymple seriously scolded her for rudeness, and Clara pro nounced herself astonished at the . preju- r dices whiclr made her so blind to his mer its. But Viola heard all they had to say without giving more than the one young ladyish reason for her be! avior that she did not like him,, cud was so sure that she never should that it would be wasting time to try. . .? j J, - ' Her father denounced her Jqbstinacy, and went away angry at the defeat of a lon cherished plan; but a'' bittleV' coaxing' and petting brought back his good humorjand Chu-a was. too happy in Sir Vernon's soci ety to be really anxious to relinquish his arm and his attentions to any one ;-j. - But now a new tormentor sprang up in the shape of Stanley Tremaynewhb a he said , superintended Viola's sketches, guid ing her hand, ox cutting her pencils blending with his instructions a very sober regret that she treated her friend so cold i ly. They were intimate enough now for hna, to venture this, and ,.the young lady heard him without! being offended; but his pertinacity vesed her at last, and, - closing uer portfolio, she rose to.'laave rum. - Are yon going, ! JUiss 033016?' he asked. ' Is the voice of, a peacemaker so harsh in your ears?. ' Choose any other topic, and I "will I'Hsten to you with pleasure,' she said, re suming her scat. OF TEMPERANCE ;-18CS. KO. 35. - 'Should I be true to my cause if I obey ed this-injunctiou?' he asked." - , A Viola glanced up furtively, but meeting his earnest gaze, she turned erimsoa.i nL 'Do yoa then make Sir Vernon's cans U'onrs?8he asked. He hesitated, and then replied, in the aGrmative. ' - Jut- C-imJtf uVXA LX CV , demanded Viola, with a scornf ul curl of her lip; and if so,', what am f expected to say? ' ' s ' . . Mr. Tremayne seemed to find the ques tion a difficult one; but at last he replied, 'Sir Vernon longs to resume thefrankand pleasant intercourse of early days. L 'ile is verykinl? she said demurely; 'but the cat he delighted to tease is dead, my doll I long have discarded, and I have outgrown my terror of great dogs. My own recollections of thoso early days are not sc agreeable as to induce me to wish to recall them. The truth is, Mi. Tremayne,' he was thought a very tormenting boy, and- ' ' Miss Dalrymple a pretty, timid . child , who could not perceive under the boy's rough exterior how charming and gentle he might be!' said Mr. Tremayne. ' Was it not so!' i 'I don't pretend to know what Sir Ver non really thought,' she replied coloring deeply. I only- know that the most flat tering attention I can remember to have received from him was the gift of a bird's nest.' . -. ' -.'Which he risked his neck to procure murmured Mr. Tremayne. 'Possibly,' said the lady indifferently; 'if so, I never knew it. My childish in dignation, that he could think so barbar ous an act would please me, swallowed up all other sensations.' 'Poor Vernon!' cried Mr. Tremayne, with Uu audible . sigh: must L then tell him tjrnt you are impla cable?' ; -; --V" ; - ; V:, ment, and then looking up steadily replied: Will you believe my assurance that this raillery is most unpleasant to me? To Sir Vernon's confidant it 'will perhaps be as well to add that Lean never feel or think differently toward him from what I do now.' : . ' If you knew how deeply' Mr. Tre mayne began ; but Viola, with scarlet cheeks, had started up,. and. the sketches were scattered at her feet. ' Sir, this persistence is unkind, ungen tlemanly,' she said, as she walked proudly away, leaving him to collect the contents of the portfolio; amongst which, by-the-by, he found ia very spirited sketch of his own features. I As he drew near the house, Sir Vernon and Clara came up, snd the latter ran away to look for her friend. ' Well?' asked one gentleman of another.- ' And well ?' was the thoughtful answer. 'There is no hope for poor Sir Vernon.' 'Humph !v said he; and Stanley Tre: mayne?' . ' Has not ventured to plead for him self,' was the re jly. . At this moment Mr. Dalrymple came toward them, and the dialogue was ended. ' CHAPTER III. 'And so our pleasant sojourn at Lytham ends' to-morrow?' said Stanley Tremayne; with a saddened tone. 5 7 IMiss Dalryniple, ,who had forgiven him three days ago, looked up from her book, and drew her shawl around her , with a little shiver. ! r ' 'Oura does she replied. We have bln- gered here much longer than my father originally' intended; and it grows bleak and cold. ' I liave- not ventured beyond this verandah td-day; and Clara is sedulous ly practicing her long neglected music,-a prpof that her tnoughU are wandering homeward. . . Mr. Tremayne glanced ihrough the open window of the drawing room and smiled. Miss Forester was at the piano, certainly, but her hands wtjre in her Lq, and she was listening, with downcast eyes ,to the earnest whispers of the gentleman who leaned over her. Viola's glance followed Stanley, and blushing sh'e rose to entej: the room, and recall Clara to a remembrance that there were lookers On. j ' t 'Don't go said Tremayne v earnestly, Don't go. They are2 happy; why, inter- rupt ,f fiittrvv Yati mistf. litJVA Siipn. !1;5!fii Dalrymple, that our. friends have- learned to love each other. j I am so pleased! said Viola, an i her face wore a glad smile, j 'Clara's a dear giri, and will make him very happy. You are quite sure of this?.' - , THE FBII&p OF TEMPERANCE. ADRTISINGK RITES: & A limited aamber'of fvertifcmenul i inserted at ll following rates: & One square, one insertion.! 4. . , . . .... . $1 Ct For each subsequent insertion, .......... Eigh I lines or left oaitltuU r5i 'n-;.::- i. . . ..... ; :.. ...V,.;,.:iT't r$ ':.c5s;: Liberal arrangements will be taxdi witJr pi ties wishing to aUvertidy the mestSl oryear. " . . !'".!;-.- . .. . . .?- -II wiil - I had it from LU-own Ups that .-htff ; tended t6 learn: bis tei(ya)rf- ply; 'and, if we may . judge, from; appesx nances, the fair ruler of it has been ' I. ms"",l it W . r Miss Dalrymple smiled f&aia; Ihcntl- gan to look a little scandalized, ' and iqf member that her good, easy . fathcw,4 T .a - ", v . ' -,"..".. . i- - consciously, was in soma'.'degreoanwer- his protection, I - ' ! ' n It is very sudden she said, thought fully. 'They have only known each other a few weeks. I hope Mrs. Forester "will feel'satisfied I A!,' i ' "'1. 'Of course,. replied Mr. Tremayne; 'eve rything that is proper must be done;1 bttt I have.no doubt my friend will be able lb satisfy Mrs. Forester's scruples, if she has aDyv -. ! -i - -4 Viola turned over the leaves of her "book, and meditated, while her compan ion leaning carelessly against the trellis," gazed down upon her with something of tender admiration and secret uneasiness mingling in his glances, i . -n ! m v? "It will be delightful to have Claraso near," she broke the silence . by saying, "Lisle Park .has been shut up so long that it will be real, enjoyment to seer4t thrown open again, and merry faces peo pling it. Do you know Lisle ? .Itissuch a lovely place ! , I have often driven there in the pony chase for the gratification of wandering through the rooms, or read ing in the briol window of the noble libra- Ty" . 1- - '1 ' 'Strange, Miss Dalrymple said Mr. Tremayne 'to like the houso so wellpnd yet detest the owner!' , y , . j 'Detest him?' she said fob, no! I have never detested him. Indeed: X beUeve him to be a very worthy young man, or'I should not rejoice at his attachment to Clara. - r". r X i ... ; 'Rude lUmranerecL and nnmtsll-r:! id Mr. Tremayne. - ' ! ? i-a saia 'As a boy replied Viola." 'Short, ugly and redJSSircdf continued Mr. Tremayne.- f ;.,f- ,f stf.n 'Sir Vernon i3 almost as : tklh as, your self,' said ! Viola; looking surprised' an a half affronted 'and I do not think ' t 'ev er spoke of him in such terms tofo'ti,'Sfif Mr. Tremayne. ' ' " ? ' j nitii 10 U 'Tome?' he said 'oh no! You have contented yourself with testifying N iery quiet and decided dislike to one who camfe to England full of the weet hope of winn- ing the affections of his destined brideV Viola averted her face for ! a moment when she raised it again. irj'ja 'Rest assured Mr. Tremayne, that- itii for the best,' said Viola, 'lam verjcuid and to know that t the, world nay, Sir i Vernon himself might have believed that his wealth had something to do with -mj acceptance, would have stung; mo to ;.th? quicks Now I can have , a- very frienjr liking for my bid playfellow and rejoice in the felicity of my friend ' ' " v , . 'Tlien, said Mr. Tremayne, aetaini&l her as she rose,- 'you condhave!Ato?eol liim but for those scruples? i Your recoUeo tions of the rude, red-haired boy. were; not resen tf ul ones ? . . .. . ; j a ! a,: If You are not my conf e3sor;lIr mayne, said Viola, smiblng j , fi m VI would I were,' he replied in a?igrea agitation. 1 1 am longpg ? to " vou what I fear to hear you answeK' 1, - In great confusion sKe'iankr blactohrher seat, and he &at d6 wn bcideiief imih Ah! Viola you are too frank anoTa erous to pretend to misuuderstand me, he said.' Your heart divines my love. lkTaj, do not leave me! .Tell mo that Imayhopel . f Viola's answer. wa3 sol very -indiitln'ct that we cannot attempt pljBitbttaf parentlyit .0 .-'.Jstanr arm stole round her andj hen.lr ai rymple's haendedPUJJrn, which startled the couple nt the pianoforte aiin- gagement ring wa3 on Viola's hiDexngrjp and Stanley looked saucily hapny. f-jf ' 'Poor papa she whisoered frotn herself with a cloud dimming tbUVglitT ness of her glowing face, "poor palpal What shall we say to him? 4 1 anv afraiof when he heara all this h wnibooppot- e4'- -...-!--, ;,...;'--. -j;---ihtfns. 'I don't think hey viIL love replieo. Stanleyl 'But come in; it is too ehifly for yon to sit here auy longer.' 5 3 a bean to busy herself with-fillding j a song ushey enterctlfcahdj-lUKrJatbrYiji j pic started up, declaring iW marlad )ti f Ii.iH olmAcf iHlTwl Tnm toslaep.; - ' i . The young men met in the middle ;bf the room with a hearty clasp of handstand then both of them, turned to Mr. Dahym- pie. ( Concluded on fourth phge.j 1 1 x r 'J Or V- I : - Y I. ' '
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