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" KIH8T0IT, IT. C, FRIDAY,. JAITPABY 10, 1870. ' p'" T t ! B. B. WEST. . IL C. WMT. y ; H. G. WEST & CO., t t , , 0neral Dealer In c i" c han dine, j and Agent for I The llrcrpool and London and Globe, .- and other flrt cla Kire Insurance Conipanien. Drs. HYATT & TULL. j GENERAL PRACTITIONERS OF i j l IVIedicine &c Surgery. - Office at the Ir. Knows Office.; (Jah3-lyr Dr. L R. MILLER, D EXT I ST.: I Ik done bj Office at residence. Mi Hoard furnilifd to i.irtic from' the coun try. J ian.V12in J. U. T. J. IMtK.SfjO.N KXXIS & IMtESSOX. lloitso HuihlcrH iZ Uiiholsttjrers, KIXSTQN, X. C, Ar prepared to lud'd and rejair Hoii8rs and mak all kind of Fui inture in kok1 etj ie and at reaMinahle rate-4. Alo UugxifB and Cart built and rejaired on hurt notice. janl-12m GOODS AT, LOW PKICES! AT IV. IX MYKRS'. Now iix storu a good stock of DlY GOODS, NOTIONS, BOOTS, ! SHOES, HATS, &C, &.G. Also constantly ' receiving? a fresh stock of. FAMILY GUOCIUtlKS, CUTLE11Y, CHOCKERY, and HOLLOW WARE, ; " SOLI) AT lowi:st cash ruicix KatT" A continuance of the liberal patr ronage heretofore bestowed upoti mo is V respectfully solicited. jaul-12m N. D. MYERS. A. IIAKVEY & CO. Manufacturers of Fie . Brands of CJltOAviiipr Kc Smoking- T 0 B A V C 0, janl-12ni. Jvin.ston, N. C. NOTICE! ATrUCATION will ba made to the next Oeuer&l Aasemhly of North Caroliaja'to' amend tu Charter of the Town of La Orange so as to require applicant for license to retail npiritnyuB liquors m said town, to exhibit rto the County Commissioner a recommendation from the commissions! e of bid town. Dec.20.m8. 4t. CHAS. F. IlAItVKY, NOTARY PUBLIC j. . , ; 'and Inferior Tourt Clerk for Lenoir County. .Probates Deeds, Mortgages, Lien Bonds and other instruments required to be Registered. XSaT Blauk Deeds, Mortgages. &c, lurnished free 011 application. janl-3m louis oiti:i:x rAflxnoNAuiE barbeh and hair dresser, : - KIKSWN, x. a Office m er I Vlletier ii 1 )ru'r Store. janj-lyr L. JT. HILL. C. C. TAYLOR. L. J. HILL -&; CO., Hoot SShoo IiiUeiK9 KINSTOX, X. c. fl-i We re prepared with the beet A. French Calf Skin and Louisville .CtY . ,-,t,1T;atUt'r' to mako anre. pair JIooU and bhoes to order. jaul.,sruclli UuaruiitVed,"- J. M. WHITE. J. F. rARROTT. "VVliito Xni-i-ott, Millers and Lumber Dealers, ' Kinstoii, X, C, VPuJT to A" all orders for ftt toW'AUS LUMBER at the lowest Cash rales. vfSCS16 k p on h,,na the celebrated Tuckahoc Familj FJonr. janl-12m , W. J. RASBEKRY, aYttoi-iiejvr Vt Xiv, KIXSTOX, X. C. IT: :--r-- J 1 aend the cf Grne and Joui. i Office op Court House suare. ' janM2m I J- W. HARPER, -Attoi-ney At Law, j Offlco over Post Office, j KINSTON, X. C. f VJLj m.w--? - rv "a rfaiini-c to , insert t '-yU-fr.-f -J5v -Artilicml T-th, Kx- rZX 1fYYrTTTLl i2 or do anything n-c- The Boys of the World. BT FBA3TCXS B. SIOTZZ. Do not be above your busiaeas. Let your trade be what It may Strive, by industry and patience, In the world to make your way", He who blushes at his calling And its title fears to utter, Shames himnelf, and like a ninny, Quarrels witli nis bread and butter. If you work at forge and anvil Grime and sweat will soil your skin, What of that ! Such toil is noble! Work and you will surely win. If you're honest, firm and prudent, Heed not what the idle say, It their scofflngs pass unheeded Work is work, and play is play. Yon can never gather honey If you're frightened at the bees Fortune never will come near you If you sit and .take your ease. You can neither plow nor harrow If of dirty boots afraid Kid gloves, perfumes and cosmetics '.. Will not do at any trade. Rouse, then, boys! be up and ready Find some honest work to do Labor is the great preserver Of your lives and morals too. Satan never seeks a victim ' To recruitsthe host of tin Save where sluggards hold their counsel - Only these will let him in. t e lected. ' AFTER MANY DAYS. BY F. R. 8. "And your husband has been dead four years?" 4 Yes, four years.' Nothing could be lovelier than An gelique Wharton's., pale, pensive pro tile, seen in the twilight. Hubert Knox looked at it earnest ly, and Elsie White, a sadness and vague fear coming over her happy heart, gazed too. She had not known before that Angeliqu.e was beautiful, but life at Neptune House seemed to change her. Her loose, shadowy hair, and a dress of black velvet made her loveliness itself that evening. And is it pleasant at Linden Walks?' asked Knox. 'Oh, yes,' cried Elsie; 'it is beauti ful.' i -VT : But Knox continued to look at Mrs. Wharton. 'Elsie has told you she said, look ing up anu meeting his eyes. Alter a moment she rose, sio-hen heavily, and walked slowly down the long veranaan. 'My cousin don't you think wistfully. ; is very handsom so?' asked little Elsie, Knox was silent for a moment. 'She is a very handsome woman, no UOUIH. Something in the cool voice cheered Elsie a little. She slipped a- warm little hand into her companion's, and he received and held it tenderly. 'Angelique's jhealth is much better than it is at' Linden Walks. She is Very nervous and never likes to be alone.' . i . ' ... She chatted on merrily now, reas sured by that warm handclasp.- ' 'Your cousinj is not much like you.' 'No: it is strano-ft that wa nro r same blood, for Angelique is not at all use me. 1 . r,isie .yiemea to the caressing iiiiu, uuu jiuuwea ner young cheek on the strong breast, all unseen in the starlight. 'How did you come to make her house your home?' 'Well, there was a large family of us ub f eru vouage, ana, when Ange lique came there visiting, she took me home with her,J I intended to stay but a little while, but she urged me to make my home with her. Lindon Walks , was lonesome, she said, and though AngeliqW was quite a strang er to me 1 had never seen her until that Suramer-i-I finally consented. Papa was willing. He has four dauch- ICIt UOW. 'And there?' how long have i you lived 'Two years this Summer Though Hubert Knox knew so little of Llsie AV hue's circumstances, it was none the less true that they were lov rs. A little I tenderness, and the strong, fearless man had won her heart as a lilly is opened by the sun light. I ( She was very young only seven teen. She never thought to ask him of his history or , circumstances. She ouly knew that she had never feared him as she did most men, and he was kindness and tenderness itself. Her young heart held ! a perfect worship for him, and yet she had little thought beyond the happy present. She only knew that she loved him, never troubled herself about his 'in tentions,' and let the days go by, nev er realizing that she might be laying upa store of misery. ! Afterward, she remembered that evening the white surf rushing up the beach, the ea rocking and glim mering cold in the moon light, 1 the sky piled with silver-edged clouds, and all along the pale beach people saunter ing to and fro. r J v - . v: - It was getting late in the season, and the place was less - crowded than nsuaL The long verandah was quite deserted but for those two. Knox was very quiet, yet she could feel the strong beating of his heart against her temple. By-and-by, Knox looked at his watch. It is ten o'clock, little pet" Here came a sudden, light step along the verandah. 'Still in your corner, truants? Eve rybody is on the beach, and I thought to see you there. Mr. Knox I want tospeak to you a moment,' said Mrs. Wharton, for he was turning away. He came toward her. Elsie and I r go back home next week; it is the last of I September. Pray come to see us at Linden Walks.' Elsie, who had not before known the time of their departure, listened breathlessly for the answer. It came: 'Thanks! But I am going directly to London.' Two rosy lips paled , and broke apart. 'I shall be very closely occupied with my new book until Christmas continued Knox. 'And you will have it finished by that time?' 'I intend to.' 'Well, then you will need a vaca tion. I am to have a dinner, nartv at Christmas,' continued Mrs. Wharton, and should be very glad to have you join us. 'Thanks again.' 'But will you not come?' asked the lady. Knox stood with his head bent down. Suddenly he lifted it, and cast a glance at Elsie's drooping little figure. I will come, I think.' 'Well, it is an engagement, then. I shall expect you. Come, Elsie, it Is time for little children to be in bed.? It makes their eyes bright,' laughed Knox, as happy Elsie went away. Angelique's arm was around her as she weqt up the stairs. 'Dear, are you ' engaged to Mr. Knox?' she whispered. 'No,' answered truthful Elsie. 'My love, my love, you must be more prudent.' She opened the door of her room. Elsie followed her with a drooping head. I must warn you, my dear child. Of course, Mr. Knox admires you very much; but men weary of a girl who shows her preference as openly as you do. If you want to marry this Mr. Knox though they say he is poor you must not follow him about like a pet kitten. You must not sit at his feet and let him caress you so .openjy.' There was no one on the verandah,' cried Elsie, her cheeks on fire. Mr. Kuox would not let me do anything that was wrong.' Angelique laughed merrily. 'You little simpleton! Well, I have warned you, and if he tires of you I shall not be to blame. Help me to take down my hair, Elsie; I have a dreadful headache.' The trees were sparkling with ice at L,maen walks. A profuse rain had frozen upon the trees, and sheathed every branch and twig with silver. At the end of this sparkling drive the stately gray mansion stood, the draw- ing-room windows clothed with crim son silk and frosty lace, between which a woman's face looked out. . A cold, covert face, with silken pale hair and asate-blue eves Ange lique Wharton's. It was Christmas morning, uer guests had all arrived save one and for that one she cared more than all the rest. No! Hubert Knox had not come, and in her dressing-room little Elsie was piling up her chesnut braids with a heavy heart. What did it matter that her beautiful rose-pink dinner dress was done, and that she looked like Hebe herself in it? It did not matter if all the rest of the world cried approval if his blue eves did not look gratified. 7 It was nearly twelve o'clock, and though she had a letter referring to his expected visit at Linden Walks, he had. not arrived. Gradually as the minutes went bv. her heart sank in her bosom until it felt like lead. Suddenly a rapid wheel rronnd sharply up the drive. The driver sprang down and opened the carriage door, and a gentleman leaped out. .utile iidsie turned from the window to the mirror. Her cheeks were as red as roses, and thev matched so beautifully the pink silk. She was glad that it was done now, for the new comer was Mr. Hubert Knox. iV111"1 llh Angelique in the drawing-room when she came down. 7 -. . !nd Mr. Israel Wharton had no children? The words were ottered by Mr. Knoxln a casual manner, but a close observer might have discovered that he was intently listening for the lady's reply She began to look a little bored. 'There was a runaway son, not of ape. I never saw him and Mr. Wharton did not remember him in his will. Elsie, dear, do you not see that Mr. Knox has come?'. - Elsie was waiting to give her heart time to calm its rapid beating before she spoke to Hubert Knox. But she was at ease and happy as soon as she felt the clasp of his warm hand and looked into his face. Tf1?1-6 was hardI7 the confiding child she had been six weeks before. She had still received other hints and warnings from Angelique. But Knox did not understand. He missed her frank glee, and thought she seemed more womanly and less a child. But the old, care-free, confiding days were gone. Kqox was grave and preoccupied, and Elsie felt the presence of a shadow which she could not dispel. Angelique was so beautiful! No longer she wore mourning, and the pale half tint of widowhood. Her dinner dress, of azure silk, made her alluringly handsome. Constantly Knox talked with her. Was he fascinated by this mature woman, so much more his peer than she foolish, adoring little thing? Did he dream of loving her the heiress of Linden Walks? He remained at the old mansion four days. Elsie had certain daily duties to perform, and nmnnn tltom the superyison of the sleeping rooms Mi. mo csutuiisiimenu She was in Mr. Knox's chamber the next morning; giving the servant some instructions concerning it, when his foot sounded on the stairs, and he entered the apartment At first he did not see her. He be gan walking the floor, his hands lock ed behind him, his head bent, evident ly thinking. She put down the vase of chrysanthemums she held, and he turned toward her. j 'Elsie, are you here?' " 'Yes.' 'You said that Linden Walks was a beautiful place,' said he, after a mo ment, j 'But I think it a very melan choly, place, Elsie.' 'Is it because of the time of year said Elsie. . 'No, it is not that.' 'What is it, then?' 'Perhaps I will tell some time. El sie, do you know where the key is to this cabinet?' 'It was an old Louis XIV, cabinet ebony, with mosiac pictures upon the panels. ; 'There is a bunch of keys in the housekeeper's room. I will go and get them.' She came back with the string of keys, believing that he wanted to ex amine the quaint structure of the cab inet. But with an impetuous move ment he received them, aud applying them to the principal doors, unclosed aperture after aperture with a ready hand, j , Suddenly a hidden drawer emptied" a letter into his hand. Elsie saw the superscription. It was 'Rupert Whar- Knox examined it eagerly,, seem ing quite unconscious, in his strange eagerness, of the wondering eyes of the girl beside him. 'A message from the dead!' he mur mured. K His hands were shaking violently. To her amazement he broke the sealt glanced at its contents and strode from the room. . Amazed, puzzled, and -half-frightened, Elsie hastily locked the cabinet, fearing lest Angelique should discov er the strange transaction. The guests of the previous day .still remained at Linden Wralks. But when they assembled at diuner, Mr. Hubert Knox was not of their number and no one knew where he had gone. A servant saw him go down the ave nue, but he could not be fouud in the grounds, and the family were obliged to dine without him. In the afternoon the remainder of the guests went a wav. and AncpHmiA and Elsie were alone in the drawing- rupiu. ' I have a delicate matter to ex plain, Elsie -said the former, 'but it 13 best to be frank. You - must hr noticed Mr. Knox's increasing atten tions to roe. I have reason to believe that he will soon make me an offer of marriage, and I well, I can afford to marrv a. 1 and I adore talent. With von it is different. You must have a rich hus band, Elsie. I have been thinking that for thev present, to relieve the awkwardness of this affair, you would like to go home to your father's house.' She paused . ? , . . . By-and-by you could come back, you know, and I would do my best to get you well settled in life. .What do yousayr ; . . ,7 I will go home answered Elsie, faintly." ; ; t . . ; , . 7.7, , ' The gathering twilight hid her pai lor and trembling. . She could not move to leave the room and her cruel cousin s presence just then, for the walls were swimming round and round her. 'Mrs. Wharton said a 'there is a third party .'to this little ar rangement. Looking up. thev saw his tall form leaning in the doorway. . ' 1 wish now to be known in my true character he said, advancing into the room. Please address me no longer oy my literary name. .1 am Kupert w harton, the ruua way son of Israeal wn 1 1 . uarton; and, madam, to-day my suspicions have been verified. My father did not die by fair means.' 'How dare you thus insult me?' cried Angelique angrily. 1 have the proof!' he cried. Proof!' she faltered. 'Unmistakable!' he responded. There was a thud upon the velvet carpet. Elsie lay there senseless. 'My little darling!' and Rupert Wharton bent over her. Angelique escaped from the room. - That night she left Linden Walks. In the confusion of findincr the mis tress absent, the next morning, Whar ton drew Elsie aside. 7 She has eone for ever. She ha fled, and this confirms my belief. El sie, I dreaded to come to Linden Walks, which I left six vears aco in boyish . anger. I should not have come but for your dear sake. But ray father never would have cut me off penniless, Eisiebut for the wiles and plottings of that woman. She married the old man for his monev. and then deprived him of his life by a slow insidious poison. He wrote to me : 1 1 ; . . . . iu upiwui, uegging me 10 return 10 nis relief for he 8usjected the truth; but for some reason the letter never was posted. I found it yesterday in the ebony cabinet Well, Elsie, she has gone to save her life, for she is a cruel murderess. But she is of your blood, and you shall have a word in this: Shall we let her go?" , "The law would have no mercy, Ru pert?" ; "None!" "Pray let her go!" 1 "As you say, my little Elsie." In two days more the mansion of Linden Walks was closed. Elsie White returned to -the humbler but safer retreat at Fern Cottage, and Rupert Wharton went to London'. . But on the following Christmas the old mansion was all alive with the wit and wealth of the county, for Rupert Wharton's wedding dinner. took place there and little Elsie was his bride. ; MESALLIANCES Xove-marriages made against the will of the parents before the charac ter is formed, and while the obliga tions of society are still unrealized,are generally mesalliances founded on pas sion and fancy only. A man or wo man of mature age who knows what he or she wants may make a mesalli ance, but it is made with a full un derstanding and deliberate choice; and, if the thing turns out badly, they cau oiame memseives less lor precipi tancy than for wrong calculation. The man of fifty who marries his cook knows what . he most values in woman. It is not manners, and it is not accomplishments; perhaps it is usefulness, perhaps good temper; at all events it is something that the cook has and that the ladies of his acquain tance have not, aud he is content to take the disadvantages of his choice with its advantages. But the boy who runs away with his mother's maid neither calculates nor sees any disad vantages: He marries a pretty girl, because her senses has touched his senses, or he is got hold of by an art ful woman who has bamboozled and seduced him." It is only when his passion has worn off that he wakes to the full conse quences of his mistake, and under stands then how right bis parents were when they cashiered his pretty Jane as soon as they became aware of what was going on, and sent that art ful Sarah to the right about just a week too late. It is the same with girls; but in a far greater extent. , If a youth's mes alliance is a millstone around, his neck for life, a girl's is simply destruc tion. The natural instinct with all is to marry above themselves; and we know on what physiological basis tljis instinct stands, aud what useful social cuds it serves. And the natural in. stinct is as true in i& social as in its physiological expression. A Woman's honor U in her husband; her status,her social life, are determined by his; and even the few women who, havic? made a bad marriage, have nerre and character enough to set themselves free from the personal association, are never able to thoroughly regain their maiden place. There is always some thing about them that clogs and fet ters them; always a kind of aura of a doubtful and depressing kin4 that surrounds and influences them. If they have not strenrrth. to fr thm. '. selves; they never cease to feel the mistake they have made, until the old sad process of degeneration is accom plished, and the "grossness of his na ture" has had Strength tn nraW h down. After a time, if her ladyhood has been of a superficial kind only, a woman who has married beneath her self may ease down into her groove, and be like the man she has married; if, however, she has sufficient force to resist outside influences she will not sink, but she will never cease to suffer. She has sinned against herself, .her class, and her natural instincts, and so has done substantial ly, a worse . thing than has . the boy who married his mother's maid. Society under stands this, and, not . unjustly, if harshly, punishes the one while it lets the other go scot-free; so that the wo man who makes a mesalliances sutlers on every side, and destroys her life almost as ; much as the woman who goes wrong. The ideal of life, according to some, is founded on early marriages. But men are slower in the final setting of their, character than womenand one never knows how a young fellow of twenty or so will turn out If he is devout now he may be an infidel at forty; if, under home influences, he is temperate and pure, when these are withdrawn he may become a rake of the fastest kind. His temper, morals, business power, ability to resist temp tation, all are as yet inchoate and un defined; nothing is sure; and the girl's fancy that makes him perfect in pro-, portion to his good looks, is a mere in stinct determined by chance associa tion. A girl, too, has more character to come out than she. has shown in her girlhood. Though she sets sooner than men, she does not set unaltera bly, and marriage arid maturity bring out the depths of her, nature as noth ing else. can. It is onlyNcommon sense; then, to marry her tor a man whose character is already somewhat formed, rather than to one who is still fluid and floating. It is all very well to. talk of fighting the battle of fife to- f ether, and wedding together by time. ; lany a man has been ruined by these 5 detestable metaphors. The theory, partly true and partly pretty, is good enough in its degree; and, so. far as the welding goes, we weld together in almost all things by time. We wear our shoe till we wear it into shape and it ceases tn pinch us; but,in the process we go through a vast deal of pain, and are. liable to make corns that will last long after the shoe itself fits easi ly. We dp not advocate the French system of marrying off our girls ac--cording' to our own ideas of suitable ness, and without consulting them; but we not the less think thatj of all fatal social mistakes, mesalliances are the most fatal, and, in the case of. women, to be avoided and prevented at any cost short of a broken heart or a pre mature death. And even death sometimes would be; better than the lifelong misery, the enduring shame and humiliation, of certain mesallian ces. Eclectic Magazine. A 1 ady Writing from Charleston points this- moral for the improvement of some members of the Caucasian race: "Some evenings ago I was walking behind some negroes who were making use of soraervery4" salubrious language Sdduenly one, who was quiet, said: See beab, nigger, ain't vou ashamed to use such perfumed talk' fore la diesf 7 - The one spoken to turned at once, and replied: "Clare to gracious, I never saw 'em. Please missus, 'scue us.' This will serve to show thatwhilo some of the colored folks are rude in these parts there are others who are more polite than some of their . white oretnren. We are in favnr nf si law miner f Vn . b " '"b option tn Sheriflj, Commissioners and .at-.. CP . s a m m oioer oujcers 01 me ioun, 01 aavertis- tug tuc caica u prupcriT cuuer lu mo 1.. 1 - 1 t vi'iuiuus, uj pniiteti nana bills, or by written posters, as in' their judgment may best subserve the in terest of the beneficiary, and, when he is absolutely secure, the owner of the property. We are in favor of a mandatory law only when the property to be sold is of considerable value. , Warradon Kexct. ' . V
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