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1 4 i ' ; 1 1 - i 1 VOL. VJX .RALEIGH, jN". C, WEDNESDAY, SEPT. . 4, 1873. 3STO 17. : , : ... . ' ,.. -. .: -Fr ft- -f- if-. i published 11. II. WHlTAKEfl, j " BALEIG-H, N. C. ', - ; ,". T E U MS: Jne copy onyer..... nix Imontna i three montbs .$2 00 ,1 25 . 75 ft gay young Wow, in his early , twen ties.; - bhe will find it unendurable, 3end for Harry, and perhaps they, will get up a: love affair, or something Equally interesting.. I'd like if v- So I Bent for Harry, and he came in season to help me greet Rebecca and her beautiful sister. . ; ' ;i- I have never forgotten the. express ive tableau we had in the library that November nightthe open grate (for Reginald tabooed the furnace heat) shedding its warm licht all ; otw ih . una nejpmg xne gas out wonr t -L" his own weakness. Bat he did, and was even happy in the inidst of it alL It endod. Ab, what 1an odd ending it had! I must tel you, for I was there. - . One night there was a lecture, aud somebody sent tickets, and as I bad a cold and Eatella would not go,' Harry took Rebecca, and thus left us Regi nald, EstellaanJ me in the; library. ' This is the nicest thing that . has happened' yet,' Estella said. Tve wanted for a long time to tell ; you Bomethiner, arid couldn't, for tear, of an elected fory. BY LOTTIE BROWN. you ever eaw her, you i r. i fi ia a truiv beautiful EaUl la Richmond was a beautiful woman. We iead of such in novels, Iv.l f-eldom see one in rem mo ; uum said at once : wom an !' ! And then you added ; 'And she is tlie oldrst woman I ever met in fact, as uuliko all other women as it is pos sible for any hjnmari being to te who liven in aniablo companionship witn other human beings. ; :! r cases leflecting us, ' and -the warm, bright furniture standing in prim ele gance as isi neat filling-in of the living picture.- , First, there was Rebecca, in her high, -'close-batting black dress, stand ing ataH, slim, genteel figure with her arm on the mantel, beaming gra ciously' upon us. I was beside her, a smiling listener ; Reginald was in his chair, his fair pale face and dark hair showing in pitiful contrast against the crimson velvet ; Harry, strong and handsome as a prince, was beside him ; 1 Tl I'll '''''"I m ana JCjSteiia, upon wuom we ail were gazing, was sitting carelessly on the -. i . 1 M ii . ' i ' -i mat ueior.e me grate, ner nanus clasp ed over one knee, her eyes shining,: and her tongue rattling out lively description of Jier journey. now nice it is nere I sue said, m conclusion. - jm sure 1 snail be so Estella was the youngest of a very largo fawily-J-a ,real; old-fashioned ifimilv. numbering sixteen. ' ; ii i "When her life began they, were i all contented that I shall want to outstay L.'rurth. to iet and spoil her, but as our invitation. I am always doing bbe "row up, one by one they passed "on until there! was left; but Rebecca, ; f one of the oldest, and her young, ; ill- .toinnored and undisciplined self; 1 , ; How lovely 'she was I Straight, tall auJ bf.autifully rounded, with a- head that sort of thing wearing out my welcome.' .' - There seemed very little . dancer of doing that, for I was delighted, Regi nald declared that hitherto we had but vegetated, and Harry decided that 'low with shining, auburn hair, that! it was the jolliest wintor he bad spent twiL braid confine as you would I eincf he left college. was sure to break forth into thou- Indeed, why should it not be 'jolly, L-A Afcaiinftfft wata! I since everything on earth that could ,,n,r like soft Sneers, around the I be done was done for the happiness o c i w . i forehead and around the throat. I onr guests 7 wjowy Their fcihe had. eyes like no one else not over laige or deep, but . clear, brown, innocent, beautiful things, that shot quick glances upward to your fiii'n. and then' flashed downward at a ' Do you think they will fall in love? Reginald frequently asked, indicating Harry and Estella.; 'I hope so,'-1 invariable said ; for notmncr on eartn at teat time seemed j 'petty, break-neck - speed 8traiyit into your heart .- Tf was perfectly natural for all men Vj lave with JKLxJiicfciB Ahoj-went into" raptures ovor O'face ; then, when -they came to 'i,nwl,r. Rhe held tliem witn me lifir nnaffected. manners, and plain, sensible and talk that wont I niore pji-obable or sensiDie. 'I do V he would say. 'It would be nice to". have her always here.' any M YV" Jwftv nf fit-" ways together, and "We in oar 'own- minds ha4jfb&m married and .settled. Meakwhle, Reginald got 'unman ageable, lie shut his door against the sometimes saucy young people, and hatched out a per fect belief tliat ne was ill ; ana alter a She put he chair back,- brought- a hassock ovei to Reginald's feet, .and sat down. . For a moment she was si- ent ; then she went over to the gas and lowered it. j 'It is too light for what I have to say, sue. saiu, ana men cam o tacit 10 her seat. She was wonderfully sweet and wo manly just then, and I knew that, somehow, I was seeing her in a differ ent mood from any in which I had ev er before beheld her, ' Now' putting up her hand 'just hoar. What would you do, Mary, if yOu oved Bomebody better than any body else in the world, and that some body loved you because I know he does and didn'f dare to tell you ?' ' I'm sure ! donH know,' I said, won dering if Harry was so stupid. "What if you had done everything in the world that you could to make them speak out, and then they wouldn't what would you do 'I'm' sure I don't know,', I said again. .. '. . ( ' Now suppose, for instance, that this somebody was not quite strong, and couldn't travel all over like a pack horse, and bounce about as I- do, and was making that the reason of his si lence, when ho knew, if he knew any thing, that you loved him like every thing, what would you do ?' Her face showed pale in the dim lieht, but her eyes were, bright and her lips smiling. ' It can't be, Harry,' whispered Re ginald. 'No, it's not Harry, stupid!' she said, without turning her hoad. 'It's not- . ' It's nobody ! she cried, ,nd angry ' You va niado me uake a What an obstinate creature is man 1 In spite of all these delicate and tenderly-expressed warning, Marry Janes persisted in" marrying pretty little ha zel-eyed Esther Coverdale, ' who iwas, as Mr. Sapley justly remarked, young enough to be his daughter, Essie Coverdale was poor, and had hitherto Supported herself by giving music lessons. Murry Jones was rich. . It's a regular case of sale and bar ter I'isaid tha indnloiftnfc wnrM. And after the first infatuation haiu wbrronraertEelr to en ter into Jones' own soul Unconscious ly," he fell into a way of watching his young wife; involuntarily, he grew to distrust her. j What are you writing, ; Essie ?V he asked one night, as he came suddenly into her 'little boudoir a room where the ctfrtains were blue andsilver, and the carpet of blue moquette. ; 'Notes of invitation, dear .' 'What for? ' ' ' 'An evening party just j to return the hospitalities that have been ten dered tO US." : i 'Stuff and nonsense 1' cried Jones irritably. 'Isn't my society enough for you, that you must needs fill the house with empty-headed fops and smirking women ?' : j Essie a eyelids drooped, her lips quivered perceptibly. I will give up the party, if you say so, Mr. Jones.' ; I jur. j ones i lou talc as u you were a school girL and I the professor oi liatm l i 'I beg your pardon, Murry.'" 'That's better !' growled the bus band. 'I do say so I j don't like parties I like peace and quiet !' . Jones had gafned the victory,, bu didn't feel quite satisfied, after all. Essie was the meekest, gentlest, most self-sacrificing of wives, bu Jones could, not divest himself of the vague idea that she was tryinor to outmancauvere him the whole time ' -j " leather pocket-book, and got off, the train at the draw bridge I Otherwise 1 Ehould have been cvld and quiet enough by this time. I must go to 2Taw York at cnoe. 1 Bssie believes her self a widow, 'Poor child! ;per Lzps she's ordering her mourning even dowI1". : -t: And an odd, ghastly sort (A change c.ko over the face : of the pretended Ji-ad manl;:: -L-;7';i ' :; -.?refe V he 'groaned. 'She fancies u w a.na pernaps sne s glad Only a Button. A LESSON TOR YOUNG. WIVES. oh. God. 1 loved her and I love : her still 1' . 'I - . '- I chance of meeting her eye she1. bland- He buried his face in hif hands for j ly unconscious of his presence, and of one minute a shiver tilled through j the agonies he suffered. Would ' Bhe his frame, ' f. speak to him ? Did she mean to go 'Essie,!' he cried aloud 'Essie, I by without recognizing him ? If she cannot r'tat ! I must go to meet my did that, he would never speak . to her atel' ' "!. ! again as long as she lived. Yes, she It was twilight when Murry Jones meant U pass him. Onrse hex infi- How radiantly the soft October sun- quisitoly fair lineaments. - ( ascended his own 'doorsteps twilight deli Ha ! she had nearly pssed shine poured its weaitn oi liquia goia i ne nours oi tne bright October day of a July evening, with a' purple glow him, when out of the corner of her eye over the Cny Gothic cottage, with its glided peacefully away the river rip along the western horizinand the she sent a look at him so sly, so full deep bay windows, pointed gables, and pled on, murmuring its eternal tune of gas-lamps flickering down thei street of bewitching sweetness, that ecstatic casements of ruby and orange stained melody to the wild flowers, whose with yellow, sickly lustre. Blackrape happiness showed itself in his faee glass; how musically tne river mur- uues were reflected m its aiirror-hko streamed from the bell-handle. . ttie slues were blue, tne Diras sang, mure a pasi, uuaer me ounuuvr v-i x, duuto-iuo uwuwa leusiuenea on bursting 'Well,' quoth Mr. Simon Sapley, tlie next time he met his old friend, 'fcow do you and your young wife gei along ?' J- f . ; 'Capitally !' said Mr. Jones, brtts ( knew a fellow once that ; married -.sed i mere child. She ran away with; her j " 'Ob, she'll marry again, cousin before the : honeymoon was kins can. They could not be happy with- outVt. : -: v- ; VV Spaikins was in love, and he had it bad, too. Because, when you see i man so far gos that he is rendered happy or miserable by a single , look from a woman's eye, it is about time to call in the clergyman ; and it was as good as a play to see Fanny Gris wold go .to work. She knew" that she had him, and rejoiced in his agonies. Time after time I have seen him meet her in the stxeet, and it WAR a bat was stnoken dumb and mconsola- J call him back;: bat she. was too late; ble when she said : . . I he was gone., i-.., '' ; - - r ' Take Miss Smith down, then. . Af- And for the first tima since th q mas ter this waltz I. will come down, so give wedding-oirclet of golcT glistened dont wait for me.' r on her finger, they had parted inbar- The victim departed, full of wrath, moniously. She had refused the kiss ! and obnveyed Miss Smith to the sp- of adieu; and a cold shadow seemed por baulK, wucrtj duo miajuxcmjcu , unu iu inn upuu iier ileal t, cuilt anu ln- beyond measure by her gastronomic tangible as the creeping frosts ' of De- powew. ;" ' cember- : ' . . J : : , . 'Fannie came' down with Jones, cvi- I will look over his shirts,' and see dently engaged in a desperate flirt that all the ; buttons are ? fast, she tion, and when Sparkins went home J thought to herself. 'I ought to have Vr.;bttthaXoy.fcl ention. Tia iorry I-Vas go cross- ' -:'; ' --'L.- and sulky, and I'll : naak. a. 'white ' f ' ' ' mountam cake for tea, such as he likes, and open a jar of pineapple mar malade.' ''-.., s - v And Milly went singing up stairs with a face as bright a$ ir naught but sunshine ever glimmered on its ex- igcM waWfewthe varying ; expiion Itnijtajaxeame other. Heagerly waiting for some I i snair be drsappomted ' I my att ' . ; -. ' - - A red-eyed servant girl opened the and peace reigned withm his boso n. door as his footsteps sounded on the v It takes a man who has been hreshold. I through the mill to understand the tTaa ihfiv brnnaht thA rAmainR?' abfi feelinff3 of a vouuk man in love, and ,- -; i o - - - I y"-" ' - sobbed-hvstericallv. ! the present deponent sayeth that he . j - j - . i i - - . At the same instant, a puffy-faced has been introduced, and knows individual, in cloth shoes and a doft how it feels. hat, with a bundle of samples of bom- Sparkihs wanted her to go to green-trossed willows; while upon the verandah fbor, the last crimson petals inf thft lata roses lav like pink shells. It looked like what it was,- this ro- I mantic river nook, the home of a new- the velvety slopes of the lawn, and Mil-" ly sat by the window, in white pique and pink ribbons, listening for- the whistle of the train. But it did not come. v She looked at the little iawei sbark- bazines, crape and genadines under his arm, shuffled forward. 'Go away, my good friend,' said he. The widow can't be seen. She's quite overcome ! I am in charge here ! Mr. Mousey, from the i firm of 'Muff & Mousey, Funeral Habiliments, Mourn ina Goods, etc., etc' If you've any just 1 ly wedded pair; and to Harry Gray- brooke, who never had had a home jlmg. watcu that liarry had given her ball before, it seemed almost a gnmpse oi ior a weaamg-present; sue compared . . . . .. . . . . . . Paradise, as he came up the tiny lawn,, lit with the bronze timepiece on .'the lv I trmnflA nnr? r,n ran vlnnm r.t: i- 1 " . -vnu - oiuira ia) consult the "dining-room clock,: which it with him, and purchased tickets wonld have been better for him if he in the purple summer twilight, only had not ; for he ought to have known too happy to leav behind him the num that'it is at a ball, above all places, and roar of the great city. where a lady lies to show her power. Millicent Graybrooke ws quite I went to that ball, and as it is my pretty and bewitching enough top, to business to study human nature, I excuse any such delusion on the part studied Sparkins, and have satisfied of her yeung husband. As she sat in myself that he is the superlative of all the golden light of this autumn morn was supposed-to be a standard of time in the little household, 1 'I am sure the train is late !' she said to herself. 'I wonder what the reason can be.' And then she put on her hat and of sil- tableau it is particular business, please walk in the parlor' and be seated!' ' ; I noodles in love, And Munv Jones allowed himself I It is pleasant, I grant, to see the la- table, with .its glistening array to be pushed into his own darkened dy of your choice enaircled by the arm ver, cut glass, and china, she made the drawing-room, where two or three gen- of some young man whom you despise, sweetest little domestic tlemen were drinking bis pale sherry waltzing. It makes you feel good to possible to imagine. ' .. And fwAtiiv-vear-old ort as if th&ven- see her face close to hie, and her eyes She was small . and plump, ioyed it. ! ' : f looking up at him so confidingly at pink, peachy cheeks, limped brown Harry should stay ia the city ail night. Vftrv Rad.' said bis imrtner. Philo least, that is what I told Sparkins, and eyes, and black hair, Rnt I if vou will believe it. he got wrathy I eauare line, across a -e ing, by the damaak draped f breakfast Wandered over the lawn, to, the clift whore she could see the road by which he would presently ascend the hill. 'It is so tedious waiting,,' she niir murod, half aloud. I never realized before how lonesome I should bo if with , became extent sen ding for his physician 'Don't do anything of the kind, Ma ry. It is my temper.! ' ; I did not qucsiion him, knowing how he hated to be questioned ; but I racked mv brain, for tho next three days, to find a solution to this odd declaration from one who never before gave the slightest evidence of having a temper. One night, Harry and HiStella were going to a party, and after Estella was dressed, I went to the library and Re- irinald. For nearly a week. Estella rr nld Wb her' real po- few. days of his maneeuvnng hteness, said the sistir. with the sweet Ijla and depressed, to such an e " old Jewish name. 'Estella could not that I got alarm ed and proposed be iolito, to save her life, and yet' here she would pause, looking ;j at tne young face with the beautiful j brown eyes, and full, saucy mouth-' you could baldly expect her to mind con ventionalities.' -' X. " ' '., : And as no one did,-Eatella grew up to a happy, unaffected womanhood. ; In, the meantime, she never fell m love. Here was another ' odd occur- i rence Bhe always had lovers on hand, to whom her lightest;; wish was law, i but either their abundance made her - : 1111 1 V . irt ,noia tiicm - T7 n n had kept out of Reginald's sight, but humbleness made them uncompanion- . able. At all events, she never was ia . love." ' . ' v., . i ' 1 And right in the midst of all I fii-st sivwher. She came, to visit us that winter, with Rebecca who was my scuooi irieu : of paie blue and white feathers. I v o ve,e ' " c" -Are you really sick, Mr. Crampton?' only oi myetui w'rr T : Reginald, who sat .dismally all day in one corner of the library, reading or ";. looking out at the hale, hearty passers , in the street, with a discontent in his . face that was a;misery to behold, p ItTiad been an act worthy of .his manhood which had made him; tiuis. TliAra had been alfire in the cityi great big fool of layeolf so. there !' But Reginald put out his arms. ' I did not dare, my beautiful dar ling '.' he cried. - ; And to my astonishment she was at his feet again, her bright young head nestling on his shoulder; ' You -might have known,' she said. I did not dare to move, for fear it a grin and a chuckle, was a dream, or some mechanical ar- ! ready. I told him SO, what a comfort to think, he's in a bet- about it. ter landl' ' Now look here, , 'Mr. Jones will be very rich,' trurnib glass xrJ ---tV7rrriThow it would please you to UI -O- I - m then have honeymoon was Jones has no cousins, has said Pop I wish my Julius was ten years -. - -w i -i 1 V XT' t i ii . over. Jurs. J ones nas no cousins, nas i oiaer. xiai aai .am , , she?" 'Jones was an old fool !' said Mr. 'No, she hain't 1' said . Jones, with Moses Jefferson. 'Wfeat could he ex- ! Well. tt ; o:cua0 .'it ! t Ann't rara if t An faVA ft half class are only excuses to let a ; man hug a ber late,' if he had to toss over and over ' 'Ah-h-hl' thoughtMr. Sapley, with m6re.' S , " girl before company-that s all they he feels it al- Crash, went the me-glass in a score are i , f i of elitterinc snlinters. as a taUv slight . That s so, parkins, bring a girl to a ball and ,ner - By jinks, I can't stand it !' What's the matter?' ; ' ' Lookat that Jones. He thinks he has got everything his own way, be cause I don't like round dances. I don't believe in em, anyhow. lhey parted in a I am so sorry I refused hinj that kiss low forehead ; 1 this morning ; but he shall have it with and she wore a pink chamberry morn- J interest when he comes.' .' . Clark-you think iag robe, braided in ivy leaf patterns L-2i&Jj$TO in her bait. J into half an hour the half hour grew 'Dear me, Harry 1' she said, looking j to an hour and no train sounded its ud with eyes of innocent surprise, as signal. A. " her lord and master came hurriedly in, 'how late you are this" morning. You will certainly lose the train.' 'Late !' he responded, somewhat un- praciouslv. T wonder who wouldn't he - ! - I -: . t 1 1 a 11, - - part, and And Jones, stung by the green-eyed figura, all in macs, stooa oeioru iu.a, ioint : so monster, went home an hour earlier her golden hair gleaming faintly in my turn than usual, lest perchance Essie should the dusk, her eyes shining like hazel be receiving young gehtlemen compa- stars. now, just as I was comfortably soatejl, in she danced, j She was in a blue velvet," oddly-cut dress, with 'bands of white fur around and in her bright hair was an aigrette rangemeht of which I was a might thereby put it out of I sat still as a mouse until came. 'I know it is shocking, Mary ; but(nyv what could we do ?' I'm sure I don't know,' I said, for the third time. ' But what is to be come of Harry ?' , ' Oh, he is all right. He don't care for me at all,' she said. ' But what will folks say ?' Said Reg inald. 'They will say I am a wretch to bind down your strong young life to my broken one ii ' No, dear 1 They'll say I married always thinking oi going somewhere. r 1 - a m you for money. Don't .you Bee?" Do let me have a quiet evening lor And the beautiful face was uoturn-1 once. all the shirts in bia drawer, before found one fit to wear !' I said. 'T 'Those shirts again V said Miuy im- it.h 1 nfttientlv. as she ooured out a cup of But Essie was all alone in the draw ing-room, sewing, and singing Ito her- sejf: -y '.!. v.-.; , 'Is it you Murry?' she cried, joy ously. 'Oh I'm so glad 1 i Now we can 'How dare you speak, thus V she ex claim ed, in a voice choked by sobs. 'I command you to be silent ! My hus band wa3 the noblost, truest: of men, and I loved him ! I shall love. him al waysl Henceforward my heart is bu- have an early tea, and drive up to the ried in his grave. I was poor and un park.' " friended; he tookTme to his heart and 'She pvnects to meet some one finriohed- me with his love. I was not there,' thought the illogical husband ; worthy of it; but-but now that Jhe is propped himself up against and he said,- aloud : 'You women are J gone, I feel how much he. was to me. ed to his, and the clear, sweet voice ringing merrily through the . dull old room, 'You must take her, Reginald," said R-becca, when she came ; 'for she has always had . her own 'way. You are the first man she ever loved, or I dare say she would have proposed be fore. Do take her, and not subject us to a repetition of the scene f ' 11 1 t T TP a i ao jteua nad ner own way, ana l, Mr uAfnre Which swept through the orougw me tnis pouquet. who have had an eye always upon her, i0f Ad nortion of our streets. Up- " 18 l0Tely but doat llte t0 carry have learned what a patient, loving i - 3 u i nnwATH wild n aress ukh lqis. want - : v ; va i ;t xiTYiA n soon ttiiu uu- i . r: i wv in 10, auu uun iuuiuueuiy .. 1 1 1 1 linn w wm w . i - - she asked, pausing just inside the door. ' No, not really.' Th&n'I may come in. nice ?' ' .-' . . ' Perfect !' said he, quietly. She oame close to his chair, leaned over the arm. ' Don't I look and I didn't know you were so tired, Murry,' said Essie, penitently. 'Shall I sing to you ?"'" .' , j .: "'. 'No, I'd rather be quiet.' ! 'Or perhaps you would prefer "that I should read aloud, in 'No, no; don't bother me 1' Oh if be could but oome back Her voice broke down n sobs. Messra Sapley, Popkins and Jefferson edged backward toward the door, ail WainnVW excessively, arwewara would not let . uif girl Jones, if I were you.' . fragrant, steamiug coflee 'Why don't he kiss he?' hissed seem to me, Harry, as if you were al Sparkins. ' He ought to. She keeps ways complaining about your shirts!' her face close enough to his, anyhow. 'Didn't you promise, yesterday, that If this thing goes on mush longer you woub look after the buttons?" some one is eroinar to cret licked, and I Harry, asked, sharply. j-- a;nv u w?n '.bo rviA T Bv 'Did ? Well, so I did. But vou see I jinks ! she's a nice gill, Clark ! Did forgot.' you ever notice her when she smiles ?' 'Forgot !' repeated Harry, satirical- Yes,' I said seems to be smiling ly;. on Tom Jdhes just now.' - 'What difference does it make ?' Mil- Soarkins rushed away from me, and ly demanded, fireing up. 'It's only a - - i - . .. . the wall, button after all. where he could see her ; and Miss Ara bella Smith, a superannuated spinster, began to talk to him,r in the hope that he would ask her to dance. f While he stood there, cursing his rinrintrv. the round dance ended, and I will send some one down to the depot,' said she, drawing the light Shetland shawl round her shoulders with and involuntary shiver, for the sun was down and the air was losing its balm and softness. But as she turned,- 6ome one hurry ing up the steep path, overtook her. It was one : of the railway officials, whom she had often seen around the It does depot before. ' ' 'Mrs. Graybrooke,' he began breath lessly, 'do not be frightened, but--but I scarcely know how to tell ydu.' .'Has anything happened ?' she ask ed, feeling her blood oongeal and grow chill in her veins. 'Something has happened. There has been an accident to tho express from New York perhaps the gard- ner's wife has told you ; ' 'The gardner's wife?' 'She knows it but pray, Mrs. It makes just this' difference, said Graybrooke, let me lead you away. Mr. Graybrooke, 'that I begin to see They are bringing the body home that my wife isn't so fond oi me SB we uiougo is oesc eo carry it aurectiy she pretends to be.' Pretends ! , Oh1, Harry If it were really so, you 'He is would at- and ncofortable,l and the shadowy Fannie approached, leaning on Tom's tend to my comforts a little more I' he figura in the background rose and arm. , . 6pen(jd its arms. ' Get a partner for this quadrille, ' 'Eae ! my Eissie I I am hot cleadl Joe,' she said, in a tone of calm au- back to vou 1 Oh, my wife, thority. ' We'U keep a place for you - .w . H - .1. Essie desisted, but there were tears God help me to be more worthy of said, gloomily. Milly bit her lip the color mounted to her temples. ' 'How con you speak so to me-, Har ry ?' she flashed out. you!' on one exnectedlv that it was surrounded be- f oi e the wretched inmates knew of its approach. Some of them died right in its midst, but lteginaia one oi wi few who dared enter the fire-encircled building brought f forth the gray; haired owner in bis strong young arms, and saved bis life. Then he turned to go back again, and when b tmfiRed in at the window, there cama crash, and the great ; timber swayed ty?' you keep them ?' :! She held out the great cluster of rare flowers toward his hand. ' Yes ; but-Harry !' Uh, he don t carol He has me, and that is enough ' ' Yes' Reginald looked into the beautiful face it ought to be.' ' Of course. Now may I come morrow and tell you all about the par- blessed and beautified the life of my cousin Reginald How ifcmea Diet. world, I do believe! in BV HBLEK FOEEST GRAVES 'You will marry her, eh?' to-1 mon Sapley. said Si- ivnd fell", burying him from sight. They brought him home alive, crushed and broken into a cripplo life., . ' ' ' 'r . ; ". . His reward was the fortune . of gray-haired man whose life he saved. He died six months 1 ajter, leaving hot a relative on earth; and every dollar of his immense wealth to my cousin '. Reginald. ; ' '; . -V-.. .. , .j..; 4ho family into which Rebecca Richmond and her ter were coming, f . ,! When I read the letter to Reginald, announcing their coming, he said ' It will be dull here, Mary, to . Kstella. Why: don't you send Harry?' (Harry was my nephew. and but for --.1; Hhe BIS- .his for ' Yes, by all means!' So, in the face of all my efforts, and Regmald s temper, Estella found her way again into the hbrary and " be came confidential and chatty, and my patient was himself again. I used to watch the trio a great deal after thnt for Harry, of . course, to lowed Estella and wonder at Regi nald's pr.tience. He had been, was a handsome fel low, and but for his awful misfortune, as straight and strong as Harry, who was ever showing his .. strength and grace in every movement of his littlo, athletic body and it seemed a mira cle almost that Reginald -should pa tiently bear the constant reminders o in the soft hazel eyes. 'How have I offended him?' she thought. I ' - i i While Jones asked himself, inward-ly--; .-. : ; . " ) V--f " - 'Why was I such a fool as to marry her 1 Of course she can never' love me. Sapley was right. I outght to have taken his advice.' j U .1 'Upon my word, a most extraordiho- J T&E&i!28 iy uuvuiicuuo i oaiu iiu . aujjivy, Willi the newspaper in his hand, and a mor sel of dry toast in his mouth. ,'A mu table world this is ! A dreadful rail road accident and my old friend, Murry Jones, killed I 'Well, well. there's a rioh young widow for Borne body ! I'm not a marrying majbut if I were No, no, it's hardly worth running the risk. I wonder how Erie is to-day ?' ' r And Mr. Sapley, who, believed him- I am sorry I ever married you !' she! fainted away. in our set.' ; Totally oblivious to the fact that she had promised to dance this particular I exclaimed, hysterically. . v.-.-.-.-.a-!noni irifh nnor Soarkins. she I at home.'' mamma ill never neueve m iio uvncii.''-" i r . - - .. . .1 TIT- Uj-.t-,' , Naft flv 1 TlRRRAfl fin 1H-V1UU U.LIH UU VDHW" - I -v again i croaseu r - . - nor in human nature ! Jones ought to cept to obey or leave the haU. ? ; u- w- v;Hai And thai nrettv wife He was in love, and consequently u' -V" ..v -7 I . ... , . , n lii- i-t. v;M have been elad of it I had not the courage w taxe me uoiu- ms wu. ... ' w b - v . . I . . , L I iXT:V- AA T moon r BAnlri THTl Thinm are all upside down in the er course, bo ne picsea ou. a .ruu r auxugo o x f , .i ii i 1 n;A vHh.rnrrwncf cood humor. and tooj- nis piaue m wc ooi. auxv u Q 0- - saw that she had gone too far, and, as 'But I shall have to run for the train, they met and passed each other in the Don't cry, Milly I pinned the thing dance, she smiled him back into good together; and you roally must hare a humor, and I went ,away, because I button-fight this afternoon did not come there merely to 'see him 'I shall do nothing of the sort 1' said to the house ! The body ! she gasped. dead then ?' ' r- 'Quite dead ! He was gone when we lifted him up I' And with a dim consciousness that the sound of many hurrying footsteps was near, with a white, stark burden in their midst, Millicent Graybrooke BV. C. D. CLABK. Why shouldn't I ?' said Mr. Murry Jones. 'She is young, and pretty, and accomplished.' , Yes,' grunted Mr. Sapley, 'and you are old, and as plain and ; common place, as a Jersey fanner !' Jones winced. He was not a par ticularly sensitive man, but who among us likes to have an undiluted selt one of Murray Jores best friendB. dose of the actual truth forced down finished his nreaktrjjt without the his throat? i. least loss of appetite ; 'And, went on the remorseJess &ap- v Meanwmie Murry Jones himself ley, 'you are forty-eight and she is read his namg in the list of 'Instantly eighteen 1 AlLyour iriends think -you I Killed,' with a curious, creeping sen- are crazy!' j sensation ucJfiing dow,u the small of .'I. wish my friands would mind their J his back. j , own DUBinessircnea uuue-. v "liumpnt ne muttered to himself- 'AU right I all right l gruntea oup- thi8 ft treat that don't often happen Jey. 'Only please remember, that there to a man to read of his own death! is no XQ?1 Like an old looi i A lucky thing I remerabeed my red Sparkins has just left me, bubbling over with wrath, and ready to commit desperate deeds because his enemy Virl him 1U U16 T&GO UBS vtwlBv- ... one of the daughters of Eve. Tt is Bafe to say tha two-thirds ol the misery, upbraiding and strife by which the earth is vexed may be laid to the charge of the weaker sex. Knt that any one belieres they . are I was happy When she recovered consciousness, never scolded msv ureauiui rememurance tnat stole over her mind, was that Harry Mr. Graybrooke rose from his al-1 waa dead r Dead I and she had sent most tmtasted breakfast, glancing 'at I mm away irom her without a good-by kiss that morning I , With a ; low groan of agony she pressed her hands over eyes, as if to shut out the light of day for ever more. .'.;.: ;!v. . '.' ;. Harry! my Harry 1' she wailed. 'Milly, dearest, I am. here ' ; It was her own husband, ali?e and a . Mi 1 m L . J .. . . . JB i 1 .' - r 111 . IM 1 ,1 I. I A - . ivhAt I ill I.I1H 1 1 1 1 Willi ; M JJ WTTUWl nDIF tlilf happy But half an hour later x saw i tne young wne, wiuuy. . aiwi u - , r -wi Lih fnA M black as a thunder you have said to-day, I have no incli- with tender, pitying eyes, aud caress- i I . . . . . . i I .- i !. Vt,aw that Homethina had nation whatever to turn aomemic iuK im. cloud. gone wrong with him. Never mind. Sparkins ; it's all in a lifetime.' ' ' ' - ".' She's going down to supper with that Jones, and has told me ' to take down Arabella Smith!' ' That's nice company, Sparkins, I said. ' She is a trifie thin, but then v, ko had larce exDerience, and will DLXv7 Jw n - m. V -ti-- ti r (I ftfh wea, you now,.uuOD .- arcreiate your company better -than ot rnnnd na somehow, no matter appreciate youv v whit we try to do, and the man v who Fannie does. : ; measures his strength- with one ot I have done with her forever said uv AAoa. rst evmina oat Rnarkins. 'I bid her - WlPTa nilU -wv . a l k . . i t . AT ahead, shows a yery ' plonUitu laca ox knowledge of humaa . nature. They are bound to beat us, somehow. It suits them to be mean, and contrary? and to make us all the trouble they Joseph,' said her voice, close at his elbow, ' are you ready to go down to supper?' -. -r : : ' 1 ; . His face again expressed seraphic joy. Ready ? He extended his elbow, dtudge. You can sew on your own buttons !' . 'Milly, you don't mean it ?' , f 'But I do, Mr. Graybrooke.' 'Pooh, nonsense, darling !' cried the young man, gayly. .'Give me a kiss before I go!' -But Millicent turned her head reao- lutely away. Then,I must go without,' he said, for I hear the whistle at the station abbvei Good-bye, Milly. i She neither spoke nor answered. He waved his hand, smiling, and har ried through the open French casement.-:. , "Harry !' the word broke unvolunta 'God has been very kind to us, he whispered. T am here, safe" land un banned, but poor Jones, the gaifdner, is lying dead down stairs.' "Then it was he whose whoso- ' 'And you believed it was I ? Dearest Milly how could they terrify you so ?' And to the last day of her life, Mil licent Graybrooke never forgot the terror of that hour. V 'If I had parted so coldly from him, and he had never returned to me, I should , have beoomed erazedj' she aid. .),' ' Nor was the lesson in vain. M. Rouhr and .a prominent , 1 rench number of. other imperialists- are rily from her lips-she sprang up to 1 now a (i!urst --lebratmg a fete. X 4 .' i --'4 .
Spirit of the Age [1873-1???] (Raleigh, NC)
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