VOL. VTI.
RALEIGH, N.. C, WEDNESDAY, SEPT. , 1 79. 1873.
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RALEIGH, N- C;
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' Lena-Lena Russell tnake
your home ? Oh. no, Sarah :
too good a girl to do v that,
thought you wore the very
friends.'. , . ;
E. H. WHITAKEB, ;.Q?e we, tiU Charlie left me,
just Decause ; . 4 ..-,,,.; ;
Because what ?' u; k ;
I : y Why, yott - see, we were
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very long minute ; or, at least, it seem
ed long to the poor . waiting girl be
side her. ; Then she said 5 ,
Bless me 1 Your Charlie ?' Not if
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BY HfcSTER A. BENEDICT.,
Sarah's" mother, a I little pale-faced
woman, with soft, tranquil eyes, sfoojd
at the ironing-table, pulling the riiffle
nf n. snowv skirt; this way and that
" - t t
with fingers that were slightly ner
vous, and looking anxiously' into ; the
cloudy face of her daughter. ;
I don't know, mother, I'm sure.
I'm just tired of everything.', i - is
The girl's voice had in it morojl of
impatience than weariness. She pusti
i . ed a bowl of clear starch from tier j so
vigorously that it fell upside down; op
the clean, new carpet, which she and
her mother had. labored all the' prece
ding winter to obtain, and then she
burst into tears. '. ' . I j j
Her mother laid down the skirt,
picked up the bowl and cleared away
the debris. Then she wiped her hands,
drew an old splint-bottom chair urj to
the table, and, sitting down beside her
daughter, put an arm about her . waist
and a kiss oh her hair, just where it
imrted above her low. flushed fore
r ... - -,. i
head.- 7- ; v 1
'What is the matter, dear V she r
peated. ' i m bo worried about youj
o! latei that I'm actually nervous j j
You used to be such a happy girl
. singing from morning till night, andj
making the old house sweet and cfcfej-j
weet and cheery 1' interrupted the
ri rrcketty, tumblerdown ,uuib
A, i , i r a T wish it was
e ana out " - s
'irnedup or dewn, or sideways, lor
" "ftDy -way, bo I could never see its : taw.
rible deformities any more 1
croduet4-Thea ' Eyre, and she, and
Charlie andT and he croqueted my
ball out of turn. . 5 And you know my
temper, mamma." spoke crossly, and
Charlie reproved me for' it "..when the
game was over. uThatmadi me an
grier than everTahd and I didn't
think he'd do it but I told him if he
was so dreajd Wljan.5joJis about "Miss
Russel,Tie'd better go and comfort
her, and he might stay, when he got
there, too, I was sure he vwas quite
welcome to do so, and l should con
sider myself fortunate in being rid of
him.'
'Why, Sallie! JDid you say that
to Charlie Sprague ?'
' Yes ; and a good deal more, I pre-sume-r-for
when I'm ' angry I don't
know what I do say.' :.
'And what did he answer ?' 4
i He took me at my word and I
didn't think he would. I didn't tbink
Heaven itself would tear him from me!
He's said so a score of times and I
believed him. He never loved me.
He wanted to go I know he did !
Oh, dear ! oh,, dear 1'
4 Again the little face went out of
sight, and again a storm of sobs shook
the little figure that had been Charlie
Sprague's especial care, and love, and
pride, ever since he and Sallie Hehtz
were ' boy and girl together,' trudg
ing to and Xrom the district sohool. ;
'And did he go away without a
word, Sallie ?'
Almost ; he said something about
my sending for him when I should
feel any need of him ; but I'd die be
fore I'd do that ! I would ! for he
wanted to go. He's up there now,
this very minute that's why Lena is
so merry. Oh, dear ! oh, dear !'
' And you love him very much ? It
would make you miserable if you
thought he loved Lena ?'
. 'I know he loves, her and I am mis
erable!' :
verorryV"0""" ,f"M "
Mrs, Hentz was every
rope in a week, and Goodness gra
cious! Sadie, what is the matter?'
,But Sarah did not answer. She lay
a little helpless, unconscious burden
in her mother's arms, and was carried J I know who your Charlie is.'
thus to the chintz-covered lounge . by J Oh, Lena! have mercy have mer
the window, When she; opened ' her cy 1 1 Don't you see I'm dying here he
eyes again, Lena was bending over fore your very face, and you'won't tell
playing j her, bathing her forehead and looking me whose wife you are to be?'.'
pale ana anxioua . ? " ..; ; " ; ; Lena put both arms around her, and
; Sarah looked at her a moment as if I drew her down on the cool grass at
she could not quite comprenend what I the foot of he snow-ball tree
i.:u
was the matter j then :
' Go away from me, Lena, Bassel 1'
she said. 'I never want tosee your
face again ! Do you understand ?'
vo you understand wnat you are
saying? : i . ,
Lena had risen, and stood with head
thrown back like an insulted princess,
and while she waited for the answer,
that was full two minutes in coming,
every particle of color faded from her
face. - : '
' Yes ; I understand. Leave me.'
Sarah covered her eyes with her
hand, as if to shut out a sight that
was painful, and without, another
word, Lena passed out of the room
and the house, where, for years, she
and Sarah Hentz tad been as sisters
together.
For hours, poor, distracted Mrs.
ilentz sat Deside ner daughter, or
crept quietly here and there for ice
water or cologne. The, clear-starching
was forgotten, and when the. twi
light folded up the 'tumble-down'
house, Sarah spoke for the first time.
'I'll go to my room, please, mam
ma,' she whispered. ' To-morrow I'll
be quite well again.'
She tried to rise, but her head
swam, and she would have fallen but
for her mother. v
Why, what's the matter here?',
said the good-natured voice of Barba
ra Jones, the village sempstress. 'Sa
rah sick V ' . '
'She has an attack of headache, and
I was just trying to get her to bed.
But she's dizzy, somehow.''
Mrs. Hentz was ' dizzy,' too, Bar--bara
thought, for she was white as a
ghost, and all a-tremble.
' Let her lie here on the lounge,' the
sempstress advised. ' Some say there's
magnetism in my fingers. Maybe it
' I don't think I just' understand
you,' she said. ' Whose wife but Char-
Ob,; tta
sit-
lie Manning!s could I be Y
- rV T.iin 1 -
rni - . 0 ..... '
Lena began to comprehend the
nation.
' You weren't mad enough to think
I wanted your lover, I hope, when you
knew 1 loved my own, too ?'
' I'm a little idiot, and I don't care
who says so,' admitted Sarah, with her
arms tight about Lena's neck. I
didn't know you' were engaged to
Charlie Manning. You never told
me, and he's been gone for months ;
and I drove my lover away from .me
and and oh, I'm so happy !' ,
' Happy I' gasped Lena. ' Well,
don't choke me if you are, for I want
to live to enjoy my own wedding, and
yours, too. But you are a goose !'
' I know it ! I'm anything anybody
chooses to call me.'
Lena laughed outright.
..'And now l nave tne secret 01 ; my
reception and dismissal to-day, I sup
pose,' she said. ' I've been too miser
able for anything ever since. We've
been such good friends, you know,
and I couldn't imagine what I'd done
to offend you.'
' Then Sarah told her companion all
I about her trouble withr Charlie
Sprague, and how sorry she was, and
how she had Buffered, and how she
should alwavs love mm, 11 he never
did come back, etc., etc; and the re
sult ol that conndence was that, an
hour later, that j young gentleman
opened a tiny note, handed him by
one of Mr. Russet's servants, which
-...::
read : . ' i ; . - .,
'I have need of you, Charlie. Come
V - SiBiB.'
That was a
very,;
mrl'a laueh came fluttering
, rfJwiAd noroh. a hundred
i1
, anomftd to set all the
yaras awj, t , ,
J , .at Wra. Hentz s win
roso-ieavea
. . ii H. it ripple
dow into a wow r-,
throueh and struck straight to tii
w rj - . i. -.kn
unioriuiitti-wi
tired of every;
It hurt there like a
heart of the poor
v.-htVi ho voung, was
thing.
whit the
mother, else she would have taken ad
vantage of the opportunity to I read a
.2. A.ifni IiotyiIv to a verv obsti-
nate self-wUled individual, without
pausing to consider how the homUy
was reading itself ; and proDaoiy
an immense deal of harm, when . only
good was intended,, as people often d 0
who are not given to much thinking.
Perhaps he does not care for Lena,
after all,, she added. At any rate,
Mother's
j 1 I t nnlv hftr one
lamb left, you know,
chamber B- . Q
As she spoke she put W bond on
Hand's short, wet curls, and, stooping,
kissed her forehead. She was a dear,
dainty little thing, ,thist patient-eed
woman, wno bowbu j,
who knew a god'many secrets that
she didn't publish. ;
(This latter I hold to be one of the
cardinal virtues, and if it were pnnci
long evening
or heart
at
'Very well, then; it has come to
this at last I thought yon would ac
knowledge it.' - 11 c - T ' ''"
'Acknowledge what ?' ' -v '
' That we are not fitted for each oth
er ; that there never wasno, never
can be that ideal affinity between us
that must follow the marriage relation
in these days to insure happiness.'
Then we had better live apart.'
' Agreed ! I'am glad you proposed
it' ' . - . .
5 ' What will you do ?' 8 ' '
'I shall find the means of support
!a benefiting my fellow-woment There
T.jQ'n brilliant leaaerr of mv get to
wepm 1 am Rssurtdttcan ever apply.
She will counsel me 'J-At any rate, I
Bball be happier.' . .
Mr. Buckstone went to his business
with a heavy heart .
' Is the woman crazy ? Have they
turned her poor head with their twad
dle about the mission of the modern
woman of the period ? Ah, my Lucy
is far different from when I married
her ! I believe the best wav to cure
her is to let bier have her own course
for awhile, however. She will see her
folly.' Meanwhile, I can look after
and provide for her for "she will need
aid sorely, ere long. Perhaps I : can
convince her of my devotion, and dis
enchant her mind of the fallacies which
have taken such a deep hold of it'
But the discontented wife went . to
the office of one ol those estimable and
respectable gentlemenwho advertise to
insure and procure domestic estrange
ments, after a legal manner and with,
due reference to despatch. She told
her story, and the legal bird of prey
at once prepared to entangle her in
his meshes'. I He sympathized with
her, drew her out, and promised to act
the part of friend and protector while
he put the engine of the law in quick
motion for the liberation of his fair
and interesting client from the irk
some bonds of holy wedlock. -
: When Mr. Buckstone returned to
his home that night, he found it de
serted empty," swept and garnished
of everything pertaining to. his ' wife's
presence. r v
On the table an his library lay a
note, lie perused it under an over
whelming sensation of dizzy astonish
She clutched wildly at the aic, and
strove to free her feet from the myste
rious and 'devouring"' entanglement
that was drawing them in drawing
her in bodily! . -. r
' Oh, save me f ;- The quicksands M
Ah) it is no dream ! See, I am sink
ing out of sight! Quick I help ! Ob
my husband! A y
The next moment Mr. ; Backston6
leaped boldly into the dangerous comj
bination of boiling elements, and after
a struggle of a few moments' duration
though a terribly severe one bore
the half senseless form of his miRgui
ded v?Sf5 t'n'f-tiri e?:t?.V 1
Ha locked around for the lawyer 3
but he was nowhere to be seen. ? : . j
My husband ! my poor, abused,
outraged darling I Can you forgive
me ? Can you overlook the wicked
ness of your foolish wife ?' . she cried,
when she revived. x
She hid her face; burning with the
blush ol shame upon his bosom, as
he, still holding her in his arms, ejac-
ulated : i
.' Out of the Quicksands ?' y ;
' Of estrangement and folly,' she ad
ded. ' I have done with ideal affini
ties. Let me go home and be a true
wife to you. It is all I ask.',
When t lie Alder b
eitUy Lment :
aia.
to me,
nobody's head ached,
for that matter.'
t Vnfiw vou were not lost
my darling,' Charlie Spragui said,
i.inn 'darling closer in his
r,a than he had ever held her be-
- -
fore. ' I have loved you too long and
too truly to lose you ever uio
thelit
Buckstone : I
have taken
BY LAUBA VAXISt.
to
hereafter.'
mm . . -m . -w A r O TCllll I I l.lllUt:
. . i : trATnon t.nfii Ann i 11 never bj "wwvitM
palintoemaKe-upuVr , . - - roWlflflivel' vowed the !
sweeter piauo v 1 10 juu --
darling.' f It you couiu uijr
.. i U,?rr from One CUlUUV'ci l" 1 1 nA aa-BA-n
na it went tub " ; - .. . .i 1 ftTirl her nocK onue uumuwou '
another, in search of an ammty 1 n, mma. 1 mamma ! forgive
r. ri. W,fore failed of finding ; Hnd
ethatarahHeWtedt.her
mother was positively dreadful m its
Mau-h and be merry. Why not? ! ,
. t we's no reason why she ; should
: . 1 1 x.tV
Cih mamma I mamma 1 lorgive me,
do 1' Sarah pleaded. I don't mean to
get angry and grieve you indeed I
don't ; for you're the best mamma in
the world, and I don't deserve to Pave
you for my own 1'
Mrs. Hentz was about to reply wnen
world would be a
in a sweeter and a better !)
Sarah lav auite still, with closed
var . and Barbara smoothed her hair
and stroked her foreheadSvith the tips
of her soft fingers for half an hour,
w nnd fioftlv aU the while to
LtUJUUg V 1 . . . .
Mrs. Hentz. ,
' I guess she's asleep,' the semp-
Df voQq whiflriered. as she rose W put
on her hat to go. ' Poor little' girl 1
TTow nala she is ! Oh 1 1 almost for-
kiiow
stances, our right nd "privilege,
immediately for Newport,
commune with my eminent lady friend
niati'TiGr - to mv future
on uuBuicoo o -
1-- annnmnaniAS m6
course, fliy xawjoi w--r- -
as my protector.
,- For the last time in me, j. sign 3-
seif :'--;- : : ' '
' LXJCV lJUCKSTOKB.
Hattie Doming made a pretty pic
ture as she utood there at the old gate,
wrapped in a scarlet cloak, with the
heavy black clouds piled mountain
high above her, and behind her, in the
back-ground, the cold brown fields
stretching for miles and miles away,
John Wray thought she was a pretty
picture, too, as he held her little brown
nand in his own crave - right . one,
whilst with the other he was rmlling
handBlul 01 the-dead. chrysanthemums
that crowded outside and inside the
old fence; i '
Tell me, Hattie,' he said imploring
ly, and in an unpolished tone; but his
eyes spoke how true his great hones
heart was. ' .
Hat tie's eyes were looking beyond
the gray fields, beyond the farm-hous
es, straight into the dark clouds
Lfiajj. winter eventngxjbntjshe madejio
ry me?' blurted out the honest, impa
tient loyer.
The pretty brown eyes widened,
with a look of halfWy. she said, in
a distressed. cohfusednanner,
0 John 1 1 can neither write to you
n marrv vou. I know I used to like
J mi
the
the
far
manner; that which leads so many to
unhappiness; the ideal of the outward
not of the inward, Poor, ambitious.
dreaming little butterfly ! 6 1
I When .the alders ; bloomed ia the
lane, the next summer, and the roses
bloomed by the front door, a change
come to Hattie'a life. It was evening
again; soft fleecy clouds floated in the
June sky, and the fields looked greea
and rich as velvet Hattie stood at
the same old gate; - making ' again a
picture, with her white dress, blue ribj-
bona, and hunches 01 alder and roser
buds on her bosom and in her hail
y ana sweet for all that The ideal
of her life at last stood beside ; her-f
Mr. Eugene Montrose and he was
asking the very same questions poor
John had previously asked. . .1
Proud, triumphant little Hattie was
all confusion, and prettier in her mod
esty and blushes than ever. But she
had a woman's heart a woman's
aitjh. She was artless. He had won
her;' and in that moonlight he parted
tenderly! with her, then hurried down
same' lane, over the same ground
rejected lover had trod, but with
different thoughts. j
Eugene Montrose wrote Hattie just
such letters as she had read in novels;
but i he did not seem to love her as
they loved in novels. Womanlike,
however, she found excuses for that,
she was shy, backward, and perhaps
she did not show enough how much.
she did love him. Yet, with all, she
was satisfied.
Not so with Farmer Deming; he
was not satisfied. He eaw beneath
the tinsel of city life. He saw, as if
from afar off the 'glare and glitter,
and falseness 01 the atmosphere in
which this young man had grown.
Farmer Deming ; had learned wisdom
in the fields among the flowers
among the birds andnature's lessons
are the lessons of truth; she cannot
teach falsely. So the good farmer, in
a homely way, told her of her mistake;
told her they grew in two different
fields; Thev were like Plants, one
growing in the shade and the other
growing ip . in the sunlight and air,
and Buch looked best if they were kept
to themselves; that the wren and jay
bird never mated; they were different
stock. And, for his part, he
imdne0 artIflfvfei!fcii
married John Wray,
with all her heart
and loved him
never
tins
of the
- How Young Men bhould Drink.
II young men will drink liquors, we
insist they should do it gracefully; A
great many accomplished bar tenders
and polite stander have their risable
excited to a degree dangerous to prop,
er saloon decorum by the" awkward
manner m which " upstart green
taxetneir grog, to say nothing
danger from strangulation incident to
starting a horn f bn(r down 'the
er way to do the busiqess. It rar.v come
a Httle awkward at first - but practice
will make it easy, and the habit, of d
ing the. thing gracefully and easily will
save you from a world of ridicule and
'rom many ' of the evils1 which crazr
temperance people are always charging
as sure to follow drinking. ; Stand no
straight like a man, your left side to
the bar; take the glass neatly and firm
ly between the thumb and forefinger"
of the right hand, letting the little fin
ger drop down near the bottom of the
glass, in a plane exactly corresponding
witn tne top .01 the bar, until : it ia pre
cisely before you.; Just then throw the
head back a little, push the chin for
ward, so as to leave the throat fin a
oil open, easy position. Compress! the
lips tightly, draw a fall breath through
ne nostrils, and with a graoef ol curve
raise the glass until the rim is within
about three inches of your chin. Now
is the supreme moment Just here turn
your eyes upward, .think of your moth
er, and open your hand instead of your
mouth! If anv one lanrhs it. rii
O " W T W
an insult which,' you should resent Iit
not going there again --Clayton Cowkj
loioa) Journal ' v 4
A Temperance City,
loved him
change her mm
always the case, she oniy
the more.
When the'gay
nolid farmer for his daughter,
ire rose, and he said, sortiy,
" . . fin.
for mv i we
Not a glass of liquor can be purchsed
within two miles of the derot at Mo-
Comb city; This regulation is strength
ened by a special law of the Mississippi.
Legislature, and also by a provision
m every deed of property given, 'that
no liquor store, coffee-house t or other5
house where liquor is sold, shall oceapr
. . i-i -n it .. ' : . - .'
any AUi wuuia ine corporation. They,
have made every arrangement which'
wisdom and prudence oan device t!
completely close the gate of thatloi
The man who undertakes to edt a
newspaper and get uneasy and exjeitod
lover asked the plain I when he hears that some people abuse'
the old 1 him. No paper can succeed uniess
V
how sorry I am 1
i But I don't want
oh, my poor, ioolish wife ! Is it
hna-
t I nnnmh a v fsne WlIUa "v
you sorry. r TOMnfint she most
wantyou glad, and I'U do my best - - ftnd car6 !
make and keep you so. ' , Tf mtl1x not shall not be ! My duty
And both vows ; were as sacrcuij - , . v 0f business
IB
T want no city chap for my
you once; but you look bo homely and galj ana that is the end of it.'
1 1. ma o' and the poor girl rr,hfin Hattie's Ufe became exactly
ail her
ene
aimofit cried, because, Uving amid lite that in the novels. She
nature's truths, she was stamped with letters secretiy, and they were ail
l-i a ilrtr,otv. She could n6t tell hatLrti cnnA desire. At last Eug'
V
l n una ann . that JL can mw 1(
not - . ka.
Why any girl, blest wun yuu.-
Sth, and friends and home should
not be happy, uv j. -
'Mrs. Hentz wasratner iuu -nest
than women of her wcaHy-lovijg
,,A i and ber dauguier 10 bt
.:;ence,-ehe
!yoUth and health, and iends d
Jome; were hers, and yet how
fortaUe she was making her Ufe aid
her mother's.
' I suppose I am wicu, -r,
mitted-' awfully wicked-bul . cait
. i,w airervthing to
61 and ishe
- I . J J mninff
Bieps Cttiu, -T0' , U.r. ii T name to ask if yOU
the
has
How
: 1.
adorn her beauty,
most of life with ; an
11 tiio !'
rr'lXt" af,out. and Mr. Hentz
was glad her daughter had hidden her
Le and so could not see the , smile
Swould flit across her Hp and
steal into her eyes.
. "i J that it ?' "she asked
- yu ft -
did that come about ?
Sarah only sobbed for ansJ
Mrs, Hehtz waited uu tu
Bided, and Uttie. half.drawn sighs tes-
motion, smoothmg her, hair all
he while as only mothers kn?w how,.
, . :vh5 the dasD of her arm
ana wtiuuu-e, - j 1
about the slender waist ;
- .,,JuL:-. on't-want to tell Ime
. . but I would
dear, sne
t mind, anyway. Yc
are the same good friends?
Good .friends vuj, 7
that wasn't it-that wasn't all, at least.
He was' all the world to me-was, and
. .3 .UB will.be 1 And now he s
the poi ch floor, 'and
merrily : :
Ho, Sadie ! where are you ?'
.Lena Bussel and Sarah Hentz had
been like two sisters together all their
livoa ntitil the trouble about Charlie
made Sarah seem cold and changed
toward her old friend, who was one of
the dearest and best of girls, and who,
though of ' great expectations,' seem-
Ad alwavs unconscious of any diner-
ence in their respective positions and
prospects.
Sadie is a darling, if she . does go
off sometimes ' like shot oi 1 a hot
shovel,' ' was Lena's frequent . affirma
tion : and she knew that Sarah would
he an angel, but for that very mortal
temper which put in an appearance at
most unseasonable times.
' What I in teai s?' she added, as she
entered the humble kitchen before Sa
rah had time to beat a retreat. 'I
suppose mamma scorched a ruffle, or
tore it in the fluting, or or whatev
er is the matter, little sober-face ?'
' My head aches,' explained Sarah.
. Too bad I But I've a panacea. I
came to tell; you some news, and I ex
pect you to be as surprised as 'I was
when I knew it was ' true, and no mis
take."5 ' ; . "
could wait a week or two lor your
dress. Mrs. Bassel wants me every
minute till-. Lena is married. She told
me you knew the time was fixed for
nrVmradav. and 1- thOUgufc
Certainly, interrupted Mrs. Hentz.
Lena Bussel is almost like an own
daughter to me, and unarue vz""
mean,' cor
the
or
hill,
the
'butl-
Yon and Charlie
:, .1
; Sarah -remained silent, and Lena
went on; saying :
1 1 don't mind your mamma,
so I'll tell you at once, I'm to
her face flu shed, and her voice
without warning, from C to Q
1 II I -1 t.
good, anu o , :
e"7 -
deal,
Char'
. it
11 uvt von that s a
mt??ZU Zn: and the! old
uei-nos 'Tr-i r W she
tumbie-aowu uw
makes fun" of.' .
dear,
be'
fell,
'mar
ried next Thursday, at nine A.
Married ! You, Lena ?'
M.'
Mrs. Hentz was slightly incredulous,
judging from her tone. .Sarah t sat
staring in speechless horror.
' Yes ; I've been engaged to Charlie ;
for two years, but I hadn't any thought
of marrying him, or of letting him
marry me, for many years to come,
until yesterday. He has to go to Eu-
Charlie Manning, you
rected the sempstress.
No T mean OSnarlie Bp"rague;
-leet. has been ':
.TOn ani There is a mistake
YICU, nw. g,
Awhere.' Barbara broke in. Mrs.
UVUW.. , .
Bussel told me it was unarne
- . T nn nilArstood
ning ; or,. ansae,
her.' .- 'yi -
Something swept past them in the
twiWht and. before they" could -fully
comprehend whether it was ghoul
girl, Sarah was half way .up
O ' .... ! 1 -Vl
whose summit was pngut
lights ol Lena's home."
Up, up she went, or rather flew, for
her little feet seemed scarce to toucn
frAnndm-over the beaten paw
W (j 1 i 3-
and through the side gate, just beyond
which stood Lena, picking leaves trom
a snow-ball tree, and ' seeming m a
very serious mood, for one witn a yn
dal day so near.
Lena ! Oh, Lena !' ; . :
Saraffs voiee was ,
eagerness, ana her eyes shone wistful
ly tn the gaslight ' JV a -I
She seized hold of Lena's dress ana
iVaA into her face, as I think the
doomed look into the faces .of t tiiose
who may possibly bring a repr.
Why, Sadie! How you frighten
ed met Has anything, nappe r,
I declare you iow
Is it my
vnt n thev were solemnly made
Sarah was Lena's first bridemaid,
and Charlie Sprague the groom's i best
man, the following Thursday,.; at nine
o'clock in j the morning ; and little
ATra Hentz knew she was, the happiest
mother of the happiest girl in all the
happy land! J : V iL
Glear-starching. mcreasea uu u
hands as the summer auvanceu m
creasing still, I am' told ;) and when
her daughter was married, they ie
the ' tumble-down house' toget.her.-r
But Mrs. Sprague speaks often of it
and always as the dear oju v
where her particular devil was put un
der her feet in the time of her terrible
trouble." . -.j --
he
Out el tloQuieieaBds
! BV CHAS. B. DAVIS, j
4 We are incompatible.'
Quite likely, my dear.'
I assure you, Mr. BuckBtone,
ac, Aritheta do not
VOUt buucbi 'a r . .
J xi tr. aomn one who
Keserve mom
them more iertiuij
that
edify
mt.
How
me.
may appreciate
than I do.
My love, you provoke
often shall I assure you
1 .mu me? ", You did once,
- . 3 o a;a t Ton. And
I.ieei assureu. ouuw j-
;a tha onlv consolation I can
A. to take off the bUght vrhich our
:11 m rvrAcm is bringing npon us
tU-UDDVl. kvu ""-
both. Once I loved to hear you
a v,v Andearments. They sting
w
fr T feel that 1 canuuv
UU IT , -w i
ture.' , - -
' Yuu think so?' -
Most certainly.'
And call me a creature.
like that 1
everything- -I must follow her, and
, ij,.. u.w. ;ncanA course 1
rescue ner uom u
It was the1 work ota tew
u iVa thA down-train.
UJ " . . -m ,
i l v, v-otAi. when he arrived,
a nt hia wife and tne w-
saw tne naiuco v -
f Aivorfte lawver registered.
How was he to proceed ?-how in
dived down the
nuence ner r . "
beach to consider..
A short distance ahead he could
' a vsmm enading the
discern two ugu"" r " "
sands. He quickened his pace. One
0 ficmres the woman a he knew
tor tnai 01 aiuj, .t
. va hA lawver. , - -
tt ioHer. The shades ad-
vanced, and he could get close enough
1-1. . v,Qir conversation, even witn-
W uoui , . - -
out his presence being nowceu
. 'thA -oft. pebbleleBS ; sand,
they w"o v . - ,
close by . theever-washing waves, that
broke at their very leet. ;
And how did lladam
yTverv graciously, indeed. She said
there was work for such as myself ; to
do in the lana grH
Tiienyou willat once engage
-' Licrh career as a benefactress
vuut o
your sex
rtotrire's honesty. She could
him otherwise; she had not the affec
her refusal even with
UkUUU W
a tn-aceful manner. Alas !
world's polish teaches
ful dissembling
that the
so often grace-
asked her to marry him, assuring her,
and himself, too, that her father would
forgive her.
Hattie resolvfed to take the step, and
Whored together her lew sim-
OKI Dw a
moments poor John Wray turned away into pie dresses, and the little, trinkets and
. . . " 1 1. . . t . - . : n . ; V. -
v:. ;vf Kliu.ber looK-l.tt Xt Yar onrlhood.: UUt ner
T rm uuuiunviu"K l iiuwuw -. a
a war..k clouds, and bleaker and Bmote' heifas she looked" out oh
more barren looked the fields as he fields; at the flowersat the sdes
hurried down the lane to his father's lf ihd 8tone walls of her home.
farm. He hurried past ; the Dare her own simple litue room,
raphes of alders from which he had thQ Lord's Prayer framed ana pu
broken flowers to carry to Hattie, hur- atthe head of her bed. These all ap-
. ii u v,At.niit trees where ne uau - n her conscience, ouv
riSU UJ Vu - , 1 bunion w. .-- -.
some one- talks about it either for or
against it- ' :
The above item, copied from an ex
change, are our sentiments exactly. If
a man-takes umbrage at anything that
J . 1 ..a :i
appears m our paper, ana oruers 11,
stopped forthwith maybe with some
gratuitous remarks to the .effect that
it is no account, has nothing in it
worth reading, Ac., we" shan't 'get ex
nitArl or scared about it It is like a
UVW V .w-w t
man who stumps nis toe and then stop
and kicks and stamps against the
earth -he is the only one nurt py 1.
-rMunroe Enquirer,
11 a a v.ricrht brown nuts lor
hr. and as ne went through the lane
Tr . . 11 .1
he thought she would never want inero
fh him. loor jonn. wwuw
he was dead! The world seemed too
wretched, top miserable to live in. He
would go away and leave behind it
these bitter memories.
Months previous he had determined
to go to a new, and distant State, to
ABtfthlishhis claim to ' some l: land he
, 9 -ha Tint he had been
- ill. J V
and 'Destiny were inevnauic, wu bu
determined to go to Eugene. She was
only waiting for his note, to say wheth-
. m m - - 1 V. .1 J aha im
er he would meet ner at tne aiuei o
hA0nt Wees, to take her to the vil
lage where they were to be married.'
At last the note came, with" her
name beautifultywritten ontheenyei-
onA bv Eugene. ; Mumecuy sne ope
r " . ,11
ed it, when 10 and nenoiu,
Mr. Eu
gene had put the wrong letter into her I nabiU of industry,
ann T.nw vaa wuo -
Givs Them Woax. Children enjoy
playtime all the more if they have work
to do on occasionally. If you would
have your lime on.
home aud its surroundings, and also
have them grow up to love work, and
to depend upon that for their happi
ness, give them a personal interest in
something. One child may nave t
piece of ground and be allowed to cul
tivate it, appropriating the proceeds as .
iiuiai Another mav have a few
fowls and be taught to keep an ao
count of their eggs and the coat ol
their keening. Even in towns, some
thing of this kind may be planned lor
each little one, which will 00 cabin 0.
fitwith nle&snre. and give theni
yv " : w . w j.
in
of
crred in his undertakings. They i-itten to a gentieman friend of whom
irJA him hia ionrnev
would be useless; iTTaHiehad oiten heard him speajt :
,T m - - , 1
that he would find his land "goea wr
nnder a swamp,' or some-
thi nf the kind, cut uouu
Arr.amd golden dreams ne imu tr
ed to buy Hattie a home amiu ,
be wouiu go,
TiAr SnratB. old boy I X am iu
' . .. . !. T
j t t von to neip mo.
and itake
ou
in
call
me
recipro-
i it. -
Here the deep tones 01 u. - ;. .aMdwl; tt was
connoenuin u a T , orir?
dealt
too 1 I
lawyer
were lowered to a
key. and ' became
Buckstone. .
inotatil Lucy naa
. -- : - ni.v Wow in the
her companiuu h"
face, and retreated, as if recoihng
from a loathsome object, so rapidly
: 1 aimoi thftt her skirts already
KUU SWiBMoatj w
touched the sea waves lapps
m I they loved best Now
.t,i hA wonld remain.
he never wanted to see the old place
again. :.. -. ':y-':'rfr
And Hattie, wnat of her that evening ?
She had all the milking to do wither
for John ; and she
. . . ' n rvxa no nresent encourage-1 ; , , A He felt that
ment She spoke, however, of my try- want
bg a lecturing tour next winter, uat
what am I to do the meanwhile ?
U you will allow me I will proner
my assistance.
John,
feel
i ir. 1 iota Hha was sorry w
bV - 1 " - - i ; a
Anonh of crirhsh vamiy w
a little flattered. ; She had liked John
- . . .1 - : Uafora had met
once, out tne huujuuo . .
Bcrane. x want jwi
to get married
my fortune at one grand sweep. I am
J ' ..... rr.it: Tlin
rroina to marry utti xiatwo.
old man has his eye-teeth cutr and or
poses it But Hattie is his only daugh-.
ter,and it will soon oe muo
When he 'hands in his checks' he will
leave her all the land and all the mon
ey . Then hurrah for champagne sup-2-40
horses. No more drudg
ing for Claw & Catch in the dark, din
rr hack office 1 : No more shirts in
ribbons, and straw-colored kid Igloves
in painful contrast I -
.. . ' i- . ... 11 :n
A for Hattie. poor, uttie, suiy
' Tell; the Tbuth. There is no mor
al difference between , 'white' and
'black' lies.1 We think a great lie a
great sin, and a great shame to a man ; .
but after all, little lies are much more .
dangerous, because there are so many
of them, and because each one 01 tnem
is diamond-pointed. And these little,
petty untruths, which are 'so small
that we do not notice them, and so
numerous';that we cannot estimate
them, .are, uio wuoo
the very enamel off the moral senae
cut away its entire surface. j j.
the
ABd the dk o. th..;, . fe
She heeded this not,: however, but
are you a ghost?
like one 1' ' . ; Vv
' Lena, tell m
Charlie - ! '
Lena's eyes opened wide, and a puz-
xled look possessed cei
truly.
woman nasneaw -.- . . i - r . 4 , . lmrtat into the sea.
I believe I am , justmeu, sn - to
- -
ad vou will see lor yourseu- .
her
sink.
1 a Trhaoa he had not even 1 teep her in me counxxj ur
name, and perhaps ne n ep w'ow 5 Ah I'aueenly Yir-
noticed her; but alter uu neaiwu, ,u -... v.
nw, uv o ..... ii- lit 5 J ' n'lili Ktli naa
The Baltimore News draws the fol
lowing practical moral from- the late
horrible Showalter tragedy : When a
man 1ft found to be drinking too much,
even though he does not get drunk,
and is getting quarrelsome, or morose,
and sulky, he ought to be, arrested by
the police and kept- in ' jail not until
next day mereiyr uui uuwa u ww gub-
tenthe whiskey oui 01 nun. t 1 v-.
, v .t it like the heroes
(UWlWW4iw.-- . .
he was, . she
away m uw wuuj -had
become a Utile dreamer; , and I ro
manceTwith its rose colored net, caught
up her thoughts. She; , fancied an
Seal, that is, Uie ideal of dress and
nrcs. 'M "of Iha letter, and was
Siila'dwogW for :Hattie. She hAd a
mirit and theletterl awakened
her good, common sense, bhe
iA As they do in uvvw,
I not
when the alders bloomed again,
did
but
she
A number of English s jttiers have
made their homes near Suffolk Va., cf
whom, so far as wef have learned, are
well pleased. A. numDer more are ex
pected shortly to arrive by the Allan
tine 01 Bteamers, toucmng iors mguiay
at Norfolk.
for one - and you will