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: - ' - - --- :!- " . i! .... y,- " : ' ' r ' ' : ; . '.'.- ' - --;v-- : . - -y.-.-.T.! - l-li -I - - ; ' ' . f . 1' ; FEABLESSLY THE BIGHT i)EFEND IMPABTIAIiLT THE WBONQ CONDEMN. : ' J ' ; I . : -T- " : " ' ' .' , 1 . : . 1 1 1 !.? ! ' ! VOLUME POLKTOJiV ANSOJN : c CO., j NJ C, -'THUESBAY, OCTOBEK 22, 1874. KUMBEK 28. I 11:11 I ': Good Nigli. Good'night ! I hare to eaj good eight To aach & host of peerless thlogs 1 Good night onto that fragile hand ' All qa eerily with ita weight of risgs ; Good night to. food uplifted eyes, Good eight to chestnut braids of hair, Good night unto the perfect mouth, And all t'ae eweetneaa nestled there . Tho enowy hand detains me, then - m hare to say Good night again. ' !' Bat the re will come a time, my love, .When, if I read our stars aright, I shall not linger by this porch" " With my adieuai , Till then, good night! ' You wish the thne we'rV norr t r And l' 1 You do not blusb to wieh'it so ? You wouLl haTO 'blushed yourself to deatfi To own so much a year ago- What, both these snowy hands! ah, then 111 have to eay Good night again ! MIZPAH. t ; j ( Evening in the Island of Jersev, and Ihe sun already set. jC nash. . oj. pure cirnune in the western sky j a film . of whitish haze in the grassy bottom of a long alley' sttfopJ ed out between steep wooded hills. Rising out of the hare, a sort of natural emoank mem iikc a Drioge, aiviaing tne valley in two, and separating Maitre le Gaye's half from Maitre somebody else'. Barely indi cated in sepiau shadows, a rough, strong path, dug out ol the mils, bowered-m trees, and leading down to the embankment. This embankment in 'shadow, too, beneath the fringe on either side of Jofty elm.-;, green, , leafy, beautiful in summer glory, and tipped with cadmium gold on every topmost twig. - Hanging, &niewhat perilously over one edge of the bank, a fallen trunk ; and rest ing upon it, a woman, young, beamyeyed, and beautiful ; her feet buried in a tuft of Guernsey daisies, gleaming like white stars in the foreground ; the' tall stem of a fox glove, heavy with pendant bells of dusty shaded pink, prickrng in her loose waving hair ; a basket of ferns on her knee ; her white, round hands clasped over the fragrant burden, and partly hidden in dainty emer ald fronds ; her eyes half hidden, too, be neath the cfeam-whiJLe lick, and long curved lxhe1jiicIi5sXJiaa cheek as rosyl " purely soft as an infant' ' Tw'tw kc ground, a string of mild-eyed cowb patched with brown and white, and driven by a girl in white Brittany cap and short skirt, down among the ferns aud blackberry bushes of the hillside path. -A bird chirruping in the elm tree. Now and then the bark of a dog from some distant farm. Over both, the voice of the cattle-girl singing in the sum mer twilight and all the glad blood dies out of his face, leaving it ghastly in the twilight -even more ghastly than that white daisy1 face which a moment before was hidden against his heart. f There id no word spoken for a moment. Only the brook babbles among the rushes, and far away the cattle-girl's song rings above the shadows- " Tol, ma mie, e'est toi que j'alme,? 1 Diteanot a Jeanneton." .. , , ... "With asound , like with the voice; so man, he asks at last- You have been, cryiner." he says, his keen anxious eyes peering ' curiously' into neriace, nis neryQs?, wimerea . nana ugni ening on hers. . 4 y . v " Yes," she says simpjr. "It is1 so" hard to see you suffer' " My dear, the bodily suffering is .nothing io inai wnicn nas torturea me lor tne last six years. Torture ! I wonder I have lived so long under it." - , bhe makes no answer. He often utters ,like a jlongT gasping sob, these ambiguous allusions ; but Mizpah is iJowan broken b fedMg nt ail inquisitivewoman."erhaps' she Eas last had secrets of her own. , " Mizpah what'are ySu'saying1 ! M w Mizpah," he says suddenly, " do you re- " The truth is," she answers,' forcing 1 her 1 member why yon married me?" wee to steadinIpr6Ipibjicb iheejirsl " Why talk oftKat nowonh? Sneajis' ? ' i ii. r fl..t,: i? - voice burning inlier eyes, the agony striving for flushing timidly. utterance f in her heart "I am' married t7Mirricd--o you hear, Gerald ?-sfx months ago.i I dared not write it tp you - but it is married because your parents' death had true." , ,. . . . ' thrown von on mv r.are imanu t.fio wrrl rJ You-weiVonly hWetedn, Mizpahr and foil Her voice sounds harsh, almost cruel. Looking at herj the pain brings a tinge of dull red to4us face. - ; "f 44 Marned " Vne Ravs rIowIv. u Ttit said ill-natured things of your 'living with a guardian ol forty-eight; because you wanted to keep a delicate little sister with you, arid could not affordroVdo "it unmaA " Que Teut dire cet amour V D.t Joanot a Jeanne tOD.w So scraps of the refrain float up on . the soft summer air, while Mizpah . le Feuille sits waiting on the old tree trunk. Below, the brook babbles over the stones, and frogs gurgle among the long grass and water- . rushes. A gray wood-beetle comes out on the log, and trots leisurely along, making a great piecef of work over every little hillock ci crusty yellow lichen, or red-tipped moss, Two dissipated linnets flutter twittering - among the branches overhead, instead o going home to roost. Then a small brown lizard puts out his head from a hole in the bank, and Wgins to leisurely ascend the 1 log. It has a$ slow, sanctified air, this lizard, as if it were thinking of nothing . more sublunary than a prayer meeting ; . but happening to meet the gadding wood- " beetle, it slops short, and devours him in solemn, self-abnegatory wav, much like some human Pharisee. Mizpah sits still arid waits. . "By-and-bye, there is a sound of footsteps tramnina: over the stories down the" hilK path. Out of the shadows. comes the figure of a man : a tinan- before whom Mizpah rises, letting basket arid ferns fall unheeded to her feet : a man who catches her, hands in his and hoi Ji , her with a. passionate force a smothered, quiverim? cry, as of one wno nas waneu long ior iuia and hungered for it mightily. It is some seconds before he hears what Mizpah is saving, some seconds before any "words are intelligible, between the girl's heavy, panting breathing, that sounds like Kbs. , . . . , , .. Let me go, let me gd,n she says twice J and at 4ast he understands, though more from the hands striving .almost desperately to free herself, than from the parted " per fect lips," from which all color has fled. Loosing her a .little, lie puts one hand ,un xder the little cnin, turning it towards him, and says, half-rcproaqhf ully a very loving reproach .."Letyougo! Why, my darling, I have only just got you ! Is that your greeting, Mizpah, after three years' waiting for this one moment ?' He is going to kiss her as he ppeaks. His brave' blue eyes, and hand some face, bearded and browned under suns more burning than these, are very near her own, and she is only as a little bird in his hold. In the desperation of the moment the thrusts his hand away lirith all the streneth of both hers, and gasps out ' " perald ! don'( for Heaven's sake, don't I am married. . Jhen he lets her go drops her as though shot to the heart by some unseen ballet; cannot be4rue--And your rjromise to Jiie! JriecL; because chiefest reason of all the " Broken,'; she ;aMwersvalmpsV fieyJ man you were engaged to, the man you but her limbs are shaking like an aspen- j loved, and-who rraa away-itn Canada, had; leai. .ueraid, i nave toia you. p or proved false to you ; because you saw his Heaven's -sake, go away now and forget me. marriage in.an American paper, after for I am not worthy remembering not Vrorth six months ypur; letteriapt (jibeii&f-io grieving for, or sighing over.".. answer. Because of these reasons you mar He does not believe it. Looking into that riedme." fair yourig faceand blue innocent eyes, it And y because youere athe besj. and auiuSi, piMuwjr, C ggj friend j had iix whoxe worid she tells her so, begging some excuse, some ex planation. She has never bid him meet her here to tell him, after three years' waiting, that she is utterly false and worthless nothing more ! ' " What is the good of more ?" she asks, her voice dead now with a sort of weary despair. " To have been false is enough. "Would excuse make it. better? I would not have met you at all:if I had been braver more unselfish. I ought to have written ; and I tried, but I could not," . ? it," he breaks in not cold-blooded i enough for that, it seems." r . ' ttw vtta , ueiuif, . . L sue I . -Hm$ . .,. . ....... , . " I do not wonder at harshly. : ' " Yon were broke in, with quivering lips; "because Minnie loved you, and I liked and hon ored you with all my"' hear?. .lfon i3ld you all this then. Have I disappointed you, that you go back on it now ?" " You have been, an angel of light to me," he answers,'noarsely. 1 " 6h,! child ! if you only knew what you are to me ! If you only guessed how madly, passionately, I, old enough to htf you? iather hayet you from the first moment I saw you till now !, Mizpah, try to think of it. Try to bear it in mind when you would , turn from my memory with hatred and loath. answers, flinching under his tone ; " it would have scared you pain ; and since . I could not receive you in my husband's house. I doubt if.I should have met you here." ".And why?" ' . ' ", " He might be angry." "Angry! Who has,-the better right to be angry, he or I ? Mizpah, do you love this man, or are you afraid of him? By Heaven, I believe you are, and that you were forced into this treachery I" He would have caught her hands, Jbut she draws back, whiter than ever. " Xo one forced me, and I am not afraid of him. He is-most kind and loveable Oh, Gerald I" (as he interrupts by , an oath wrung from him in sheer desperation) " for Heaven's sake for pity's sake) go I ' "What talking can undo the wrong that has been done you? 1 only ask you to forget me, nothing more ; not even forgiveness, unless unless, when you are happy with some one more worthy of you, you jnay care : " " Aerer " he breaks in, crushing her fal tering voice with the blaze of scorn in his honest eyes ; " hot if I were dying would I forgive you you who have deceived me for so long, and brought me back across the wide Atlantic to find you married to an other false to me. Forgive you J No, but Tfnrm'ro''rAii.U.V..J " - i The crimson has faded out of the sky. The gold is dead upon the tree-tops. Long gray shadows float up from the valley. ' A faint, whitish mist is building an impalpa ble wall between these two, once so near, now so wide apart. Even the biros are gone to roost, and the gay refrain of "Jeanot and Jeanneton" has ceased to echo among the hills. Then Gerald Dacres goes too. Without another word, without a laSt glance at the girl who has .wronged him, he turns, from her, and strides away among the trees. Only one, little star; peeping through the the dusky blue above sees Mizpahs agony of weeping as, with face hidden in her hands, she returns to her husband's house hold alone. ; ' - 1 lTior Jt John i'eould-thairh " I wish to Heaven it . were possible to avoid it. ), had meant to leave it till after I was gone, to keep the kind look on your sweet face till after I was dead ; but I can not; I " , ; ." John, don't say any more," she inter rupts, trembling very much. " If there is anything wrong which you have done, do not tell me. Even though it have hurt me, let me remain in ignorance. - I will for give it, whatever it be. If it be written in your papers, i will ourn tnem unreaa. Trust me.". ; He smiled faintly a sad, hopeless smile. " No, child, this you could not forgive ; nor shall you promise to do so. Listen to me while I have strength, and answer first. Did you not meet General" Dacres the day before you were taken with that long ill ness, nearly six years ago ?" " Yes, John," she says, quietly ; but how fast her heart is beating?" - " And he told you that he had never mar- "1 thank uod that the sin which dooms me has purified one saint. more, for Heaven. You have made yeur confession Mizpah ; listen to nuriei nIt ; was I. who kept f back your lover's -letters ; I who stoppecL yonrs, ; I who had , that" advertisement inserted in the New Brunswick paper ; -I who invented all the uncharitable gossip which so worked upon your sensitive delicacy. And I did this because iTloved you because I thought that time, and patient idolatry, and every luxury that riches could supply, would win your love away from the remembrance of a young fellow ; who probably ; did r not . love you nail so well, and could only nave led you into poyeVty. God only knows how I have been punished ; jiot;only now but in every nour -ana moment or tuese seven years-which have seen you: mineHand not hQnel For a few months not" a year I noped.f JLnen-you and ne met; in your fever you toll me that ; and hope died Jbr- ever, xiivery: day since then every moment that has witnessed your patient obedience your enent, , uncomplaining gentleness your ' sad JJitle face sobered into agef so early so early has been but one long pun ishment." v t , Hush I" she interrupts she Has sprung io ner ieei long oeiore, snnnKing dsck ana away from iimj wiftihands clenched upon her bosom, and 'face white' "and horror stricken rHush, for pity's sake !' I begged you not to tell me. Oh ! why, whyl did you do it now, when it is all overi ail ended past any recall f .j ' " Mizpah t" he begins, feebly. " Not, no tr,:. John, not now," she cries; breaking into bitter tears. - "I will be good in a moment ; but don't say any morerjust this minute. .1-1 can't think." --.rp He makes no answer. darker on his face j . and she has turned to the door, when something, ; some tender womanly impulse, makes her. come backto the side of. the bed. " Don't think me unforgiving," she says ; " I do forgive you L shall soon, when I have thought of aU your love and, kind ness.v Ir-John, do you hear me? John !" But thcis no answer still, Thp. fire- purple hills the moon hangs like a lamp of ! gold on high. - Privat Advice Do My darling," Gerald' says, " do you girl n't has to Toons Zlezu bo too suddejn about it, Many aid " no " when she meant " yes," know, I could hardly believe It when I got j simply because hex Idver didn't choose tho your Jetter this morning. I never deserved right time and pop the question gentle, such an answer, Mizpah indeed, I scarcely Take a dark night ion it. Have the blinds dared to hope for one at all." . closed, the curtains ' 0owri and the lamp " Love does not go by desert," Mizpah turned most out. Sit near enough to her so answers, and you t - . i- I i I could not .help i .that you can hook ydur little finger into llgl&TWteo grate. The ain "beafeiafid wnriaffkiMt 13 wliMyir Out side the wind raves, and the branches creak, like the cries of a tortured spirit ; but with in all is silent, all still i for earthly love is 1a gone called out to meet its God and love unselfish, love presanctified is left alone.j see loving you, Gerald. It grew in me. Be- hers. Wait until conversation sides, I felt it would come right some day. flag, and then quietly remark : But, oh ! I am glad , it was not delayed J . " Susie, I want to ask you aomething." much longer." ., . . m..', r J A will fidget aro,und a "little, reply ' "Thank .Heaven for my meeting your j "yes," and altera pause you can add; sister Minnie last week," says Gerald, strok ing the bright head fondly.' " And s for your confiding to hr your hatred. - "Hatred! I tried to hate you, love, but I never could." .. . Ana i tried to lorget you," but t never could. Ah, Gerald !" nestling closer, to him, and laying one hand on his locket "you kept the name, but I kept the verse. Verily, the Lord has watched bet ween me and thee when1 we "were absent one f rom an other. "i I ;,'-ir ' ---"l H l "' ."Susie, my actions must' have shown that ia, you must' havd seen I mean ' you must be aware that that " jrause jiiere ior a wnue, out Keep your little finder firmlv IockM. She mar couch and try to turn the subjtect off by asking you , how you liked the circus, but she only does , it to encou j age you. - After about ten m in- , utcs you can continue : lj , ,;i " I was thinking, as ( came up the path to-night, that before I rent away 1 would ' ask you-that is, I would broach the su . ject nearest my I mean I would know , " n r - - . - ' . ' " . mY I. rt-., . .. r ; Stop again and give her handa gentle . squeeze.. : away or She she may may; give noti rWhy the Lockout Foiled. The secretary of the English Farm; La borers' Union attributes;" the failure of the Struggle to "want of union and cohesion migrate to dintriot wfcor wnrlr and WtPr utea nd tten 0n : waW could be ! obtained il tnA ininrfi. "th VP year has been cious admission of old men, into the Union, Who expected life annuities from its funds." Undoubtedly these ' were some of the ; rea sons. The average English peasant . (poor fellow 1) is so ieTiorant and narrow-minded as scarcely to be able to rise to the idea of anything beyond his own persorial, local, augurs well for you. Ww about five min i . . . . . a very happy hope that future years one to , ma But I will be still happier. am here UwilghU ' you I mean I ainx o-night to hearfBom your own lips pends entirely on you. to know that Js, to ask here I the one sweet .Wait again. It isn't and immediate advantage, Nearly all his' about such hings. Givfe her plenty of time'. notions are essentially selfish. If he strikes, to recover per composure, and. then put every man in the village who does riot jour hand on your hearfiand continue; ' " ies, i inougni as j. was coming vnrougn sippy I had bcer if I only knew you- that is, I said jwns only certain deceived me and. the gate to-night how h turn out " , is a " blackleg," a " coward," and what not. -If, for his own benefit.. he stavs in." those who leave work are " liv-1 aQd I said to myselt tha ing on his money," and ought to be "sera t'" would consent to be my off the Union books. He' crumble at the if I only knew -r It District. Secretary wl grudgw? him his sal- ojy, . Trttrrelsnrlth and distrusts his fellows, that my heart had ? not you were ready to share a yank to get it In either case it However, that de best to be too rash ' r on-there n6 hrirry about it. Givo the wnd a chance to eobj and moan around tim gill I jTIila will.jjnpke her lonesome y and call upi all theiove ihber krt. When" I 1 I i I . she ins "Mrs. Le Feuille, may I introduce my husband's cousin, Mr. Dacres ? He is quite a lion with us ; only-just returned from two years' travels in distant lands." arid always sacrifices the future to the pre- Scarcely will he migrate even to 'a neigh boring village. Jfence we have an aggre gate of impracticability sufficient to give us pause, independent of the last alleged ob stacle the" impolitic admission of i aged members into the ranks of the Union. That was a notorious mistake, but one almost ne- J going jblackberry ing land cessitated by the expectations of the men. peached, and it didn't nj to cough and grow restfess, you can go on : " Before J net you thiis world was a des ert to ine. ! H didn't j takje any pleasure in stealing rare ripe atter .whether- the Too many of them regarded the Union as a sort of assurance or benefit society, in which ivxizpau iouks up. one B1,.x.,6 , were to invest twooence a week to ain ter widow's dress, one of a . , hjllin ,nst as - - fhpv nnnlr3 with a sudden light, as she puts out her hand, saying: ' " Mr. Dacres and L are old friends." He does not act like an old friend. He does no even seem to see her hand, but bnws with crave formalitv : and after a .. .. o i word or two of "common-place civility, words, which the beating of her heart will ried that he had written to you constantly, hardly let her answer, he moves quietly and graceful in her fashionable crowd in a fashionable Lon i ; -i m Hi.il .1 aon arawing-room. xwu . nme aw Am . . f, thin Psnef.iailv rush into her cheeks, and her eyes leap up eligible elderly rugtica withinyan easy establish ; a claim a to them. It was, as distance of parish relief which of course they expected to get also. Their indigna- sun shone or :not. But what a change in one short year ! It is for, you to say. wheth er my future shall be a prairie of happiness or a summer fallow of Canada thistles. Speak dearest Susie, and say and say that that -f-?.. i J ' Give her five minutes and then add. : j i ,. " That you! will be that is, that you will more by the clock, tion when the ratepayers (mostly farmers) --1 mean that you wjll be be mine She will heave a ! sigh, look up at tho clock and over to the stove, and then as she vbur vest pocket, Night in a sick room : a room where the red firelight leaps up' in weird flashing forms against the pictured wall ; where the heavy damask curtains are drawn closely across the windows, a3 if to shut outfall sound even of the rain beating wildly against the panes without. -.-' "Mispah, are you there?" i ? Yes, dear" ; , , It is very near the end now." i " JDo. you feel weaker, John?" r" " y o, but I feel dying. Come closer to me, my wife. ; I want to talk to you." , She is seated between the bed and the fire, a woman still, young, and strangely beautiful, but with the patient gravity of middle age settled like a waxen mask over her pile face. Her movements, too, . are softer and quieter than usual at her age, as she rises,' and going to the bed, stoops down above the face, wrinkled and worn, deeply ined and fringed with thin gray hairs, which lie there upon the pillow. and got no answer?" 'iHe spoke of his letters in the one that reached me the one that told me he was coming - here but not , ot nid -t marriage Since it was not true, the report may not have reached his ears.?' . ff,. T; " And you ! , Did you not speak of it ?" "No, John." - .. . , ( " No ? What explanation, then, did yon give of your marriage with1 me?" i " I gave him none.' iHeri voice is faint with remembered anguish; but the answers are eve? straight'and true. ; "I don't understand you," he says. "What did you say to him ?'' "?I told him I was married, and bade him go away and forget me." "jWhatl no more than that? And was hesatisfied ? Did he ask no explanations nothing ?" - " No, John ; he was not satisfied. Do not talk about ' it please do not." The pain een now is greater than she can bear. He presses her hand fcore ightly. , 4 , f "I wilt only ask yoirdne thing Iriiore, jiizpahi lnow that you will "answer it with perfect truth. Why did you do this ? Nay " (as she hesitates), " I wish to know." ! ....' . . away, and leaves the room. So they meet again, and so they part The locket which bears her name that name with its quaint sacred meaning, "The Lofd watch between me and thee when we are absent one from another " still hangs at his watchchain ; but he has not forgiven her yet. - He never will. Has the Lord watched in vain ? , objected to this comfortable arrangement, and referred them solely to the Union for maintenance, .was verv edifvinc. The Brit- slides her head over On ish peasant has become so demoralized by she "will whisper : three centuries of oppression and degrada- " You are just righ tion that he looks to " the parish " as a nor mal providence for his old age. I j How to Get vor me oeneni oi me iocKea-out laoorers - jv, ,not gtoo to tell s the public contributed upward of 600. hourB j If you have a p Willi Of this sum the Union expended in pyr found there when wanted ments to the men, in migration, and emi- Acl Unil flround rg gration, nearly half the above. Originally 2,400 men were locked out, of whom 870 have returned jto ,work without surrender ing their, tickets," 400 have migrated, 440 emigrated, and 350 have returned to work Alone ories in. bubine ? ace of business, be No man can get rich by sitting around fsforcs and saloons. Never fool in i der, system, promptness. business tniatters. Have or regulslritjfj liberality and Do not meddle with business : I Twilight againM The sky a pale apple green fadins into blue in the east. One yu know nothing of. Never buy an ar ticle vdu need, siriiplr because It Is since the lockout pay was stopped, many of cheap and the man who iells it will take it these last having abandoned the Union. ont in tra(1 i Trade in moncv. Strive to long bar of liquid gold down on the west- There are still 350 unemployed. , . These are ayoid 1,1,. and Personalities. Do era horizon.- Above it a thank 'of greyish the Union statistics, condensed from the re- x '-i-L. 1 in I tha tn 'Mo'' miles can be m1 ade in a day by going steady violet cloud fringed with fire. Far away behind that dark clump of trees, a -jingle of bells ringiner for evening service. In- doorsl a wood fire sparkling merrily, an open wuidow draped in lace curtains, which rustle softly in the sweet - flower-laden breeze j and r beside the. window -Mizpah seated in . a ' low chair, the broad tulle streamers of her white cap floating like a veil round her slight, rounded figrure : her gqlden head resting against a stand of aza leas, white and pink, in full bloom; an open letter in her laD. arid "a flush 'bright Vs a "moss rose bud in either cheek. ' There are steps in the passage, and the flush grows deeper. -The bells keep ring- port of its secretary. A Washing ton Scandal. A Washington correspondent says : " One , of the aristocratic families is now bowed down with woe, owing to the difficulties ex isting between a: young wife and her hus band. -Four years ago it was a be.-ntiful bride and a gallant groom an army ofli- cer. n,iegant - trousseau, a bridesmaids, groomsman in uniform, presents of great magnificence, military band, exciting and interesting event, bridal trip stationed first in a Western city, next in the" South.4- The world applauding and envying ; supposi tion that there was perfect bliss. Husband ily on than by stopping. Pay as you go A man j of honor respectaj his word as his bond. ' Aid, 1 ijut never ljeg. Help others when you canj, but never j give what you can't aflbrd io simply bee a use it is fashion able. Learri to say no. No necessity for snapping itii put dog j -fa shion, but say it firmly and respectfully. J lave but few con fidants, the fewer the abetter. - Use your own . brains rather than those of others. Learn to think and act ifor yourself. Be Keep ahead rather than behind vigil antJ " TieOftTISA T waa ft mamu4 icrvntQii nrA my .husband trusted mej Beciuse-oh, ing, but Mizpah's-h?eart beats too loudly Io. suddenly brings wife back to her 'parents, John I fnrtnve mo I lnvoA iJorolH i1oi-lv I hear tnem. J.ne aoor opeus, smu eiic - e " '"J he loved me so long, bo well and iondly, her feet, her beautiful eyes shining through that I dared not tell him any excuse for my dazzled tears, her clasped, quivering hands apparent falsehood. L know, his perfect outstretched, her whole womanly form honor, I knew my own innocence ;' and yet heaving and panting with silent, passionate. I could not-Ufohn, I dared not trust to gladness. -Against the gold-green back either while we loved each other. Please ground of the sunset sky, Gerald sees her do not think 1 ill ' pf me? If knew that I standing like some mediaeval saint The loved Gerald more than my own life ; and next moment " she is in his arms, folded because I loved him, I senhim stray." ' ! down upon his heart as though "he could She is on her knees no w, weepii bitterly, never let her go again, and kistDl lips, nriih her far hidden Oft the WinKled hand I hnndsJsrul .hrmr- aa if the arrears OI ten Bhe is Uft in disgrace, and a suit lor . divorce com menced. Then ., she & dpena her heart io parents and friends, and tells how cruelly she has suffered, not only from this accusa tion but from systematic neglect, unkind words, and a sisterrin-law Who made her home a place of torment, and . who studied how to widen the breach that existed be tween herself and husbandi So instead of a quiet separation and keeping the affair as much as possible in the family, the hus- in which hers is clasped. "T The "firelight long summers of. waiting had to. be paid in band, m order to be a free man, has deter mined to prove to the world lus wife s in famy, and to make her disgrace as humili ating as possible. She has determined on a defense, and will expose him I nickers on the wall on the- bent "goldetA that one moment. 1 head. Only the shadows of the curtain fall upon the tortured face of the dying man. Very slowly he speaks It is not for a 15- time that any sensible' word is spoken. The bells have rung their joy-peals all unheeded, and up above the ...-. the times. .Header, cut this out,' and if there be folly;' in the argument, let us know. tl- Shoot Aw the wood. They It was on the edee of i i - had come thither from! different points in pursuit of the seasonable partridge ; but in the shrubbery one startled j hunter discov ered that the other had drawn a bead on him. " Don't shoot," he f aid, " I am not a partridge." MI must' thiol," was the re sponse, M for I nave sworn that if ever I saw a man homelier than I am' I would kill him." The intended victim gazed curi4. ; ously for a moment, and then said, placidly, u Fire awar ; if I am homelier than you are I even wish that I were! dead." They ad- I journed to get a itatemierd from a compc- w - - i I I tent witness : 3 o begins to - ' - j .f At it f ( . t -I 1 a; ii n f '- i i : j if 3
The Weekly Ansonian (Polkton, N.C.)
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Oct. 22, 1874, edition 1
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