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DURISOE? KEES? & CO.
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I HAVE just received a FRESH SUPPLY of
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For the Handkerchief.
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Pa.bVs LEAD PENCILS, Ac, .tc.
aff-All ?old for tho most reasonable price, but
T. Vf. CAKWILE,
At Sign Golden Mortar.
June 23 tf 2C
E IIAVB SELECTED with care different
varieties of SEED WHE/lT, which wc offer
BSAXCII, SCOTT & CO.,
Supt 28 St -JO
ROSE OF CASHMERE.
AN l T?R AL TINT Ol' THE COMPLEX
ION. For sale hy
THOS. W. CARWILE,
. - . At Sign Golden Mortar.
Oct IS If ?
'AMES G. BAILIE & BROTHER
having finished the improvements to their Store,
respectfully ijriite the attention of their custo
mers and tho public generally, to- their new and
large stock of CARPETS, Ac, which they hove
just received, and aro now opening, as follows :
English Brissels and Velvet CARPETS '
Hoavy Three Ply and Ingrain CARPETS
Venetian, Dutch and Vienna CARPETS
List, Folland ITcmp CARPETS
RUGS, DOOR MATS, BINDING and
Woolen CRUMB CLOTH" and WIDE DRUG
Stair CARPETS, Stair RODS and Stair CRASH
COCOA MATTINGS and Red Chock and
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We are opening a beautiful stock of
I REPS, SATIN, DELAINES, DAMASKS, LACE
I Gilt and Wood CORNICES and BANDS
PINS, TASSELS, LOOPS and GIMPS
MOREENS, TURKEY RED and Chin'* CALICO
PICTURE TASSELS, CORDS and NAILS
Piano and Table COVERS and Table COVER
Of new styles and patterns, and all sizes used,
with necessary Trimmings.
Our Stock in thia department iu completo in
NEW PATTERNS/ In our stock of
Wall Papers and Borders,
PAPER SHADES, FIRE PRINTS and SIDE
LIGHT PAPERS, may be found tho latest pat
terns and a large Stock to select from, and the
prices low enough to please.
Floor and Table Oil Cloths.
Having purchased largely of these Good?, wo
aro prepared to offer io all
Quantitiesandwidthsof FLOOR OILCLOTHS
And in all quantities <.f 1 ABLE OIL CLOTHS
STAIR OIL CLOTHS and OIL CLOTH
A beautiful stock of these goods at LOW
;.. CARPETS Made and Laid, WINDOW
SHADES Squared, Trimmed and put up, and
OIL CLOTHS laid promptly.
JAMES Gv BAILIE A BROTHER,
205 Broad Streot-,
Augusta, Qa., Oct. 26 Cm 44
Our Moli? : As Cheap as Hie riir-upcst!-ls
Good as the Best !
" JAMES ii. GLOVER,
KUSEL ?L BROTHER
Wholesale and Retail Dealers
For iTCen, Boys dc Childi cu's Wear,
FASHIONABLE HATS & CAPS,
3ENTS' FURNISHING GOODS,
IST.o: 9.:10 "BL-r>^rl P,t..
Under Globe Hotel
_?3rTho very latest styles in SILK HATS
ilwaya on hand.
A call \* respictfuily solicited before purcho
dnx olsewhere. !
Augusta, Oct 12 3m 42
nt. D. mio
HAS REMOVED HER
MILLINERY AND FANCY GOODS STORE
From No. 22G to No. 253 Broad St.,
Ttco Door? above the old insurance Bank,
Where she has Opened an Elegant and
Varied Assortment of
HATS ASS BOSMSTS,
OF ALL 1HE LAT? ST STYLES,
Which the will sell nt the LOWEST POSSIBLE
PRICES, Wholesale and Retail.
Augusta, Oct 12 lm 42
PERUVIAN GUANO !
ARE NOW PREPARED to receive
Orders for No. 1 PERUVIAN GUA^O,
which wo aro expocting direct fn-m the PERU
VIAN AGENTS, and which wo can GUARAN
TEE TO BE PURr, an! of FRESH IMPOR
Parties huyinz bofore its arrival, wilt bo al
lowed a LIBERAL DISCOUNT.
Wc vnuld advi.o our friend? to send in their
BRANCH, SCOTT & C?"
2C8 BROAD STREET,
Oct 27 lm 44
JAS. T. GARDINER,
* DEALER IN
AND THE BEST
BONE SUPER PHOSPHATES,
And for which
Al! Orders will Receive Prompt Attention,
AT THE LOWEST CASH PRICES.
Augusta, Oct 20 Oui 43
1 Bbl. Standard White KEROSINE OIL,
wirraut?d to stand the test of heat HU degree,
and is therefore non-explosive.
O. L. PENN.
Oct 28 tf 44.
TWO EVENINGS TWO YEA?S
" Christine, will you go out on the
lake the evening ? Its a splendid night
for a sail ?"
The young lady thus interrogated
sat by one of the front windows of a
large and handsome country residence.
Hor feet rested on an ottoman, and she
was surveying the rosettes which mount
ed a pair of daintily embroidered slip
pers, with a languid air and an absent,
half dissatisfied expression. At her
brother's question, she turned and look
ed out of the window, and the summer
evening revealed its beauty and its glo
ry to the eyes of Christine Jarvys.
The house was situated on an emi
nence, which commanded a view of the
country for miles around. The moon
had just come over the distant hills,
and from her urn of gold was poured
out that crystal river of . light whose
waves overflowed the landscape,' and
let a grace and beaury to every object
they touched. About a mile oil', be
yond the meadows, lay the ? lake, its
silver steam flashing between the green
shores, and losing itself in a bend of
the valley. The wind shook out sweet
perfumes from the garden beneath ; and
the stars overhead were bright. Such
.vas the summer evening which Chris
tine Jarvys beheld.
Her eyes did not brighten much in
loving recognition of its beauty. .There
kvas a shadow still on the. young and
sweet face which she turned " to her
" I don't feel much inclined for going
m the water this evening,.Alfred," she
replied, and the listless rones suited the
Zadows in her face.- " Who is to go
jesides you ?"
'"Nobody except Frank Reynolds and
3en. Grant to manage the boat," he re
lied. "You'd better go ' with us, in-j
;tead of - staying here, and ,nioping
brough the evening alone," the young
nan added, as he threw his slight grace
ul limbs into the chair opposite his sis
ar. . , ' , '.'. -
" I think I shall be able to stand it
omehow," said the young lady, with a
esigned expression of tone and face,
vhich plainly indicated that she re
garded martyrdom as her peculiar des
iny, and intended to meet her fate with
Alfred Jarvys leaned forward, rested
ne hand on his sister's knee, and looked
n her face.
" What's gone wrong now, Christie,
bat you're clown in the dumps like
his ?," said he. " Come, don't act so, 1i
_L 1-1,_,1_L_._i_ U, _ .? W>.wv- i. j 1
Thus adjured, the young lady condc
cended to...explain the.causes which
Lad produced her present gloomy views
f human nature, and of the world in
"Tho truth is, Alfred," said she.
you're a man and won't understand
.nything about it ; but my bonnet came
lome this afternoon, and its a perfect
right-a great bunch of poppies on the
mtsidc, and purple mignonette scattcr
:d through the inside trimming-when
mrple is. so unbecoming ; it always
nade me look so hideous."
Alfred Jarvys was a generous, good
latured young man ; moreover, he
oved his pretty sister clearly ; so he
mt on a deeply . sympathetic voice and
ace, much snell a one as a father would
iver a decapitated plaster of Paris dog,
vhich his child might hold up to him.
'. Well," said he, " its too bad about
lie bonnet, Christie, that's a fact."
" But that isn't all, Alfred," she con
inued. " My dress maker hits just sent
ne word that she forgot the blue ti im
nings for my dove colored silk, and, so
[ shan't have it ready to wear at Col.
Hamlin's to-morrow evening."
" Thc victim of a milliner and man
ila maker!" said her brother. "On
the whole, Christie, you arc an amiable
girl, but I don't suppose that the most
?xemplary of your sex could stand such
i conjunction of trials and su?'erings.
A ruined bonnet and an unfinished
Iress ? It's too much. I stand appall
ed before such miseries !" .
A loud hearty laugh concluded, as
was most fitting, the mock sympathy of
Alfred Jarvys' speech ; though, to tell
truth, he commenced it with a benevo
lent intention of entering fully into his
sister's feelings and disappointments.
But his sense of the ludicrous was keen,
and his relish of a joke intense, and
the latter ca -ried the day,
Christine Jarvys drew back, with an
unusual disply of dignity.
" I see how it is, Alfred," said she;
" you're making fun of my troubles, after
all ; I don't want any more of your pre
.* Well, now, it is really too bad,"
" I'm just as sorry for the little girl
as I can be," he added, leaning forward
once more and seizing her small wrists.
But as though his sister's cup of afflic
tions was not yet filled to thc brim, a
jet bracelet, exquisitely mounted with
carved ivory, snapped under the young
man's hand Christino gave a loud
shriek, as the beautiful, fragile toy fpll
to the floor, scattering on the carpet its
fragments of dainty workmanship.
This was too milch. Christine Jarvys
fell back in her chair* and burst into
tears. Her brother saw this was no time
for joking, and with real concern on
his face, he put his arm round his sis
" I'm so sorry, Christie," said he, " I
really wouldn't have done it for all the
world. Come now, kiss me and make
it up, and you shall have another brace
let, handsomer than this."
" I don't want another," sobbed the
petted girl. "Uncle Robert gave me
that on my last birthday, and I wouldn't
have had it broken for all the world. I
know what your sympathy is good for,
and that you are laughing at me all the
" Look up, and see if I am," said the
young man. "Come, Christie," he ad
ded, " don't pout any more. Forget all
about your troubles and go out and
have a sail, and a song with me ; it's
high time wc were oil."
"I can't go with you, Alfred. Doi?t,
wait for me," she said, hugging: t||"i,
luxury of her grief.
" Well, then, good by ; when Leo '
back, two hours nence, I hope I sh
find a better disposed little sister," ?
the young man, as he rose up, a'lit
annoyed that his attempts to appe"
the girl met with no better success
kissed her forehead, for her e
were hidden in her hands, and th
Christine Jarvys sat still in the
light, and listened for her b
steps. She- heard th em-go-swifi *
the long gravel walk-and pause
front gate, while he talked -,with
gardener. She took handa-ironi* ~
eyes and looked, out, and the silence*)
and beauty of the night' reproved her.
The botter part of her - nature rose rj|>,
and showed her that she had been un
just and irritable. Despite all the faults
of her education, she had fine instinct,
and a generous, exuberant nature. She
sprang up and ran down stairs, and out
into the garden. Her brother had gone
some distance- down the road, but her
voice reached him and brought him
" Alfrod/'-said she, putting her arms
about her neck, " Fm very Sorry I was
so cross to you just now, but I wasfso
fretted, you know. -Tisn't any maifer
about the bracelet; and I've cmne^ut
to kiss you good-by for two hour? " '
" What ! are you not going with us ?"
he said. " Run back and get your
" I can't, dear Alfred," ' she replij
" Mrs. MelvyrT sent mc a message t
she would pass an hour with me ibis
evening, and I promised to be at'hoihe.
But I hope you ll' have a nice sail."?
She put up lier rosy lips, andger
brother kissed them warmly.
"Good-bye, Christie,'.'said ho. 'SBe
a good girl, and I shall be ? back in a
couple ol' hours.
And so they parted at the garden
gate; and the hist chapter of Alft?d
and Christine Jarvys' life together'^'was
closed without sign or warning. ' Its
pages had been made up with the pleas
ant years of their childhood and y?jffch.
and ali the lines had boen written in
light and gladness. But in after "roars
those last words and that last kiss v??ve
to the. heart of Christine Jarvys
golden bio soins covering the ten
)f memory, which took their deep;
njhat last hour of her brother'a lil
Alfred and Christine Jarvys wer
)hans. They had, however, been a
id by their father's brother an
vife. The gentleman waa a w
xinki-r, and as ho had no. chili]
No wealth had been.spared-no luxu
.y it could purchase forgotten in the
raining of tue young orphan, boy and
jirl. Their uncle and aunt made earth
y idols of the children who had fallen
O them, and they grow up with no idea
jf the sorrow, and trial, and .discipline,
ivhich are the heritage of the sons and
laughters of mun. The boy, with his
lark, handsome face and flashing eyes,
in which spirit and mirth were forever
tt strife, was a perfect antithesis to
Christine, whose fair countenance was
the bequest of her mother.
Alfred had graduated with high hon
ers at college, Christine, who was two
rears younger, was accomplishei after
lier age and social standard ; but bough
lier, li fe of ease and luxury had .wak
?ned and warped her heart and soul,
still the good seed waited in thewarm
soil, which would guichen it iito life
Mr. and Mrs. Jarvys resided intown ;
butas they grew older their nnual
visits to watering-places -becam irk
some, and they at last purchased ?hand
some country house in the lake ibtrict,
and thither the family, r _ .aired every
summer. \: .
It was a beautiful spot, locket up in
rare shrubberies, with 'garden and
groves ; and, as the master and listless
were extremely hospitable, theircoun
try home was frequently crowdu with
company, and so the brother an sister
sported and dreamed away the .mimer
in the midst of scenery that wa.ti con
stant picture .and poem lo the hed.:hat
could receive it.
Mr. and Hrs. Jarvys had ben :ud
denly summoned from home ai bme
business, at the time of which t wite,
and it chanced- that the brotlennd
sister were left alone, as the guestshey
were expecting did not arrive uni a
week later. ;
. . if*?
Christine Jarvys went slowly j to
the '.ouse in the pale moonlightv-The
shadow had gone off from her facephe
had quite forgotten her spoiled beset,
her unfinished dress, .her"broken qce
let. She gathered a few sprays ofjig
nonette, and some carnations-forjw
crs flanked each side of the front ?ilk
-and then,- after a long jpause oma
front steps, in which she aid trijejid
loving reverence to the night, she put
into thc parlor. A gentleman roiup
from the sofa, and informed her thlhe
had brought ' her a message from rs.
Melvyn. The lady had been surped
that evening by the unexpected aitail
of lier parents, and would not b'tple
to fulfill her ongagement withuiss
The bright eyes of the young hess
searched the speaker's face, as Ide
livered his message. If was a finno,
wfth a thin delicacy of outline, d a
thoughtful, earnest expression, lilthe
Hush and change of Alfred's.} arthe
lips.had a smile not frequent nor Ith:
ful, but full of grave sweetness, ich
matched the eyes.
" Will you take a seat?" said ris
tine, as the gentleman conchu?his
" Thank you. I fear I shall tain
you," said the young man, ta lauris ! ti
hat, evidently supposing thc invjon w
merelv conventional. | | W
. "On, no," she said. ;"I am?ite'pt
alone, as my brother has gone jon '
the lake for an hour or two." ; ec
The gentleman looked in therl's ?J
face for moment, lt was a ?ly, ta
searching gaze, yet by no means hue- cc
tive. He was satisfied that her ita- pl
tion was a sincere one, and resumed his i:
seat. ? " .' .-'j \
" You are a friend .of Mrs. Melvyn's, j s
.1 conclude ?" said'Christine. "
My older brother, who is dead, w.as p
a friend of her husband's," lie replied, o
"J uin, for the next six months, a tutor
of her two sons."
. Somehow, the better instincts of the
?flattered heiress recognized the true
?^manliness of her guest in his brief, can
did answer. There was no question
that the tutor was a gentleman, in the
?fcru?st meaning of thc word ; a meaning
that comprehends certain indigenous
qualities of the heart and'soul which
no social grafting can confer.
" Well, I am a woman, you know,"
.said' Christine, smiling tte bright, frank
''smile which filled her face with light
and sweetness, " and have my legacy of
curiosity ; but I will not exercise the
prerogative of my sex further than to
ask you oiie -question more. What is
? Chirles Winthrop," he replied. " It
is known neither in camps nor councils,
nor in the world of letters ; it is famous
nowhere ; and in the wide world its
best merit is, I believe," that it is pre
cious to a very few hearts."
" You are a very strange man,"
thought Christine Jarvys. Her guest
smiled quietly to himself. " Did he
guess what I was thinking ?"
After this, she could not tell how
they glided ofF into an animated con
versation on various matters. Christine
waa glad enough to fiiid a.man who led
her out of herself, and whose speech
had some nerve and force in it; who
never availed himself of an opportuni
ty to turn a pretty compliment to her
self, but who stimulated her own
thoughts,, who was full of suggestion
and appreciation of men, books, and
the world in general.
At last in a pause of the conversa
tion, they heard a sudden grasp, and
rush ot' the wind outside..
"Dear me! what does it mean?"
said Christine, as she and her guests
rose-and hurried to the window.
It was a strange sight, thc great cloud
coming up from the East, and shutting
oui the stars. The grace and beauty of
the night suddenly vanished.
" Oh, how dreadful !" exclaimed Chris
tine, aud she shuddered, standing by
the tutor of the young Melvyns.
" That depends upon the eyes with j-fr
which we look at it," said the yourie ; Si
man, Avith his grave, sweet smile; ana
it was evident that to his eyes the cloud
had no dreadful voice or language.
This thought came into Christine's
mind as she stood by the window. It
was followed by another which struck
l' Oh ! what will*"Recome5 of Alfred,"
if this high wind should overtake him !"
" Does he know how to manage a
boat?" asked Mr. Winthrop, with a
good deal oi interest. ?
" Not in a storm," she replied ; " but
Ben Grant, who has charge of the boat,
is an old sailor ; still I can't help feeling
" I think there is no cause for alarm,"
said he ; " and then, there is no thought
to claim our fears like the blessed one
that God is over us in all danger"
Christine's eyes, lilted to her guests,
!?rew full of a strange awe and wonder,
frilly this man was unlike any she ever
Then the storm broke with a wild
..ry. The great branches rocked and
wrenched under it. The thunder fairly
.hook the foundations of the great house,
ind Christine's heart filled with fear for
But the storm did not last long. Swift
is the wind arose it fell. The black
vings of the cloud dropped slowly away
iud there was a great calm. The stars
ooked out again.
" It is time Alfred was here," said
At that moment the front gate open
?d sharply, and a youth of about sixteen
?qrat intojthe parlor. His hair hung in
Iraggled locks about his pale face ; his
.lothes were dripping, and he stammer
id out in an agony of fright and ter
or, " The boat's gone down ! The wind
ipset her. Won't anybody go to.their
If you had heard poor Christine's
hriek then ! Mr. Winthrop caught her,
r she would have fallen. But there
ras no time to be lost. rHe laid her on
he sofa ;.and.he did not know that his
ips uttered the prayer which was in
is heart, and that Christine heard it :
Heaven have mercy upon you !"
Then the young man rushed out of
he room ; but his hostess sprang up,
nd swift as a deer overtook him at the
" QhVycu will save my brother !" she
" Heaven be witness that I will try !"
lid he ; and he was gone, and the boy
Mr. Winthrop was an excellent swing
ier, and though the lake was some way
ff, he was on]y a few minutes reaching
;, for his feet seemed scarcely to touch
ie ground on Iiis way. He paused
nee only, to ask the boy, who hadfol
twed, but could not keep up with him,
few necessary questions. He ascer
lined that he was the son of the boal
lan, Ben Grant. His father had-been
iddenly summoned from home that
Kening, and the two young men had
Dissuaded him to go out on the lake with,
ic sail-boat, which he was not accus
imed to manage alono. They would,
owever, have been safe enough, if had
Di been for the sudden squall of wind
hieh overtook them before they could
iach tho shore, and, in attempting to
irn the boat around, she upset.
'The boy swam to the shore, and hur
ed to Mr. Jarveys' for help, as that
mtleman's house was nearest to the
ko. He fancied both thc young men
mid keep their heads above water un
l assistance could be procured. And
ith prayer that it might be so. Charles
rinthrop rushed toward the lake at the
>int the boy indicated.
The moon"sailed out from the'frayed
[gos of the clouds, and looked down
)on thc fretted waters. In thc dis
hec the young man thought he dis
med a head sinking and rising ; ho
unged in, and waa not long in reach
ag it ; and-with great difficulty con
eyed. tile nearly, drowned man to the
Ben Grant had just .arrived there,
'he honest-hearted old .'man was full
f alarm and grief at what had occur
ed. He looked eagerly -?at the pale,
ncoucious face which Mr. Winthrop
lid down on the sands.
." It's Mr. Beynolds," said he.
And where was Christine's brother ?
lie small sail-boat was drifting to and
.o on the lake. The two men swam ;
ut to it, after consigning Mr. Reynolds
3 the care of Grant's son. ' *
By this time . all trace pf that wild
loud was wiped off "from the face of the
?cy. The stars and the moon looked
own bright and calm on the pale face
f the men. They searched for an hour
i.silence; and then they found Mr.
arvys. They drew him up tenderly
nd laid him in the boat ; and as they
lought of his sister at home, both the
oung man and- the old- one felt -that?
ley would gladly lay down their own
ves if they could restore him.
The young dead face had in it no
.ace of pain or'struggle. No wonder
ie strong men wepi; as they laid the
xly down in the bolt.
For nearly two hoirrs,- that seemed
inger than thc rest of her life, Chris
ne had waited. The servants all gone
it, with the exception of her own
aid, who tried to comfort her mistress
; she sometimes sank down into stolid
?spair, and then rose up and wrung
? hands, and wandered through the
?oms, full of agony. At last her ear
night the sound of footsteps outside,
hey were bringing tieir burden up'the
" Carry him in by "he side door, and
will go up and try and break the truth
i her," said Mr. Winthrop, in a low
)ice, to the men ; but at that moment
slight figure ran down the steps, and
islied toward the lifeless form. Tho
gilt of the moon fe.-.l brightly on the
?ad face. Christine staggered back.
''Is he drowned?" she said, looking
p in so pitiful a way that the men
!uld not speak ; but she looked in each
ce, and read her answer there ; and
ten Christine lay on the -ground as un
mscious as her brother.
Mr. Winthrop lifted the poor girl up
id carried her into the house. He
ithcd her temples, and assisted the
ightened maid to restore her to con
iousness. The youth in Christine's veins
; length triumphed, and she opened
The young man saw that she knew '1
1. She was off in a moment, and
hen he would have held her back, she
ruck aside his arm, rushing out of the
tow. seemed led by some instinct~to
ie one wIi>?rir~neT-:L-t7rori.u. i,._EV.
iielt down by him, exclaiming":
" Look up at me ; speak, to me, darl
g ! You said you'd come back to me
an hour or two, when you kissed mc
the garden gate. Your little sister
n't live without you, Alfred, for she
ved you better than her own life. I
n't live without you, darling brother,
must have you back again. I must
sar your voice calling sweetly after
Q, ' Christie ! Christie!' as it used to
i. I can't believe it's silent forever !
i ! Alfred, my heart will break-*-my
art will break ! Open your eyes ?and
lile at me once more."
She put down her warm cheek to the
ld pale one, and shuddered as the
ill went.through her. When she
)ked up, Mr. Winthrop was standing
" Can't you help me?" she said, as a
;t frightened child had sobbed itself \
:o exhaustion would have spoken.
" My child." replied the young tutor, ;
a voice husky and broken, " it is God ;
ly who can help you now."
Christine's broken heart went out, for i
j first time, with a new call and yearn- 1
; after Him, whom in her happiness' j
? had scarcely remembered, but who, i
} felt in the hour of her great sorrow, ?
ni which all human aid shrank ap- <
lied and unavailing, could alone give (
: help and consolation. 1
' God have pity on me !" she sobbed, i
1 then the tears' feU. over her face, (
1 Mr. Winthrop led her faint steps i
m the room. Poor Christine ! 1
?Ul that night he did not leave her; j
1 oh, what sweet, and strong and
ssed words he said to her !-words of c
:h and trust, and admission ; and for c
i first time Christine Jarvys' eyes t
re opened, and she 3aw something, of s
great Eternal Love ; and from the \
; earthly love her heart went, as so t
ny have done, to the heavenly, h
>Vhen the first gray flakes of d?iwn n
:e seen in the East, Christine Jarvys s
asleep, strengthened and comforted, n
Che next day a telegram brought back v
. and Mrs. Jarvys to their broker, e
isehold. There was no one to behold o
meeting of the uncle and aunt with c:
nephew who had been the pride and si
joy of their hearts, He lay there o
lifelike, with something of the old o:
le coming back to h?spale lips ; but, d
i ! for thy beauty laid low in the
.ning, Alfred Jarvys. ti
? * * * * * h
'wp years have passed. It is once b
.e the time of blossoming roses, and a
istine Jarvys came out of the front-' ai
r of her country home, and again tl
ced upon the fair landscape,
omehow those two years had chang- ai
christine, but the change was that le
ch comes not of years, but of char- ei
ir. Something more thoughtful, more tl
itual, had come to the sweet face. S<
memory of that night came back E
?hristine Jarvys as elie gazed. R
It was just such an evening as this,
there in that white belt of inoon
t by tho gate you kissed me for th
last time-oh, Alfred!" she mur- th
Miss Christine !" fell upon her ear, bi
she started, for the speaker had in
red the grounds by the side gate, bc
come rouiid to the front steps so of
tly that she had not heai'd him. be
face flushed into clad surprise, of
ie gave the speaker her hand with Oi
cordiality of a long friendship. of
I am glad to see you back once dc
e, Mr. Winthrop." er
Thank you," said he. " The three fr?
; months since I left seemed a long 1 ai
time to me, though they've been fully
occupied wp hard study.. " I've passed
my examination, and-have run down to
meet you and the Melvyn's congratula
tions." .['. . r - I -r^- ; ?".
fou would'have "-had mine' without J,
the asking," said Christine.* ; ".'
" That in more than Te'xpected," said
the young man. " It is a night won'
derl'ul for beauty, Miss Christine," he
"Wonderful for beauty 1" she re
? peated ; but there was something in her
sweet voice which made one think of
the tolling of bells. Mr. Winthrop
glanced at her lace, and knew what
night her memory associated' with thi
one. -. , - -
"I don't know what I should liav
done without-y ou thcn,""saidthc youn
girl, drawing-ti little nearer to the gen
"It was not I, Miss Christine,-it wa
God whcThelped you," said he.
" I never could have borne it other
wise," she said, " I wonder if I needed
that terrible lesson-if without it my
life would always have gone in the old
channels of frivolity and self seeking
with no real aim, or purpose,, or hope !'
Looking on the girl.as she spoke, a
grave, sweet smile went over Charles
Winthrop's-face, but something flickei
ed along the smilef and up'into his aye
which Christine did not see. He drer
nearer, and took ber hand in his.
" Christine," saidhe-and his voice
bad lost a little of its steady poise
" I must speak what I have to say in a
few words. That sweet ideal of woman
hood which my heart has so long linger
ed after has been revealed to me. 1 do
not believe that I should ever have foun
it if it had not been for that night two
years ago. Christine," he continued
" you are rich, and I ata poor. I have
nothing to offer you but a love that has
twined itself so closely around my lif
that it seems as though' it would be death
to tear it away. Yet, it would not be
because I trust in One who will give
me strength to receive your answer
whatever it may be. The Melvynshave
told yon all about me that there is ?
tell. ? young lawyer struggling up in
life can have little to offer a woman in
your position, particularly when his
dearest friends have all gone to sleep
before him, and he has nothing but his
own. efforts, and his faith in a higher
Power, to help him. Christine, you
know the rest. If your answer must
be ' No,' do not let it come from your
lips, only take the hand which now I
The little trembling hand lay still in
his own, and Charles Winthrop had his
answer. Half an hour later, walking
up and down in the clear moonlieh*,-l??-j
.??aid tn 'her,. " But, your uncle anet aunt,
Christine! You "know what value-thev
place on what I cannot gi ve you-wealth
The eyes of Christine Jarvys . made
answer with her lips, " They will value
my heart more than those when I tell
them it is yours."
And so the sorrow and the joy of two
June evenings were blended together
in the heart of Christine Jarvys ; and
ever afterward they lent a tender sa
credness and significance to each other.
Tbe Colored Mau?
We have never ceased to urge upon
the colored people of the South this idea
-that their true interests ran on all
fours with the interests of the white
people of the South. The colored man
who thinks for a moment that the car
pet-baggers and scalawags have come
down here from the North out of pure
love for him and his race, and not to
line their own- dirty pockets with the
fruits of their stealings, is, to speak
plainly, " a blasted fool." Human na
ture shows no example of love like this,
lhere is but one instance of it on the
records of time, and that was given by
the Divine benevolence, which gave th
3on of God to purchase the forgivene
if a world of souls. These scurvy scoun
?r?ls from the North, colored men, at
iere io prey upon the whites and^ to
nake tools of you," and the rascals nev
il'cease ta laugh in each others faces
vken they think what blind asses they
lave found in the majority of your peo
Forget not what we. have told ycu so
iften that the white and the black men
if the South have, in the end, to settle
his question of relations, political and
ocial, between them. When the scala
wags have filled their pockets with all
he plunder they can lay their thieving
ands on, you and we will be left to
lake a final settlement. - And just as
ure as you are born you have got to
?eet us, face to face, in this matter,
-ith the scalavrags counted out-count
d out they are obliged to be. If not
ne way, another, for life, is not pre
ious enough to balance against the
:ern determination of this people to
verthrow the usurpation and tyranny
fthese intruding scoundrels and incen
Let tho colored man stand aside un
1 this contest for the mastery of this
md is settled. He can gain nothing,
ut risk much and lose much by taking
part in it. Stand aloof, black man,
nd then join and make friends with
lose who win.
The Southern people wish you well,
id they will be your friends if you
it them.- But if you consort with their
?emies, you"take your destiny with
lem, and that is certain defeat. This
muthern land is ours and " by the
ternal" we mean to rule it.-Mobile
Au ^advertising people are always
nifty. The enterprise and energy
at prompt them to push forward in
,e race and keep themselves and their
isiness before tho. eyes of the world
sure them against failure. It would
! difficult to point to a single instant
a great success in trade that has not
en won through the valuable medium
the advertising columna of the press,
ir most famous nouses in every branch
business are those which have expen
d fortunes as advertisers, and porsev-1 com
ed until thoy have forced patronage i turc
om the public. Tho American people ! ? co
e beginning to understand these truths, ' exp
ind advertising is now as hiuoh a ne
:essity of business -life as arc the tai.'
?oads and the .telegraphs.
Tli ron g li t!ir World,
?.une hearts go b'ung-rrg through tho worlds
And never Rai tSc I-JVC 'b<y ?eck ? ?U
lomo lips with pride or ?com-Ve c?ned .
.^0 hide the rain ihz'.v io iy n?-1 spc'ik. . .
?ho eye any flash, the moutj) m<y<-mH<*? '
Tho voice in gladde-r.intic'? thrill,
md yot beneath them oil th.: while ?
The hungry heart be'Rihir-g ?till.
iheso know tboir donni; and wall; tHoir way ?
With level steps and rtead'art eyes, v
ror strive with Fate, nor w-op, ri* pray- .
Wnile other/, not ?.? s?dlv wise,
.re nv'cUed i y ph iatptr?? evermore,
And lu cd by secu:?n.'- i f Melighl,
'kif tu their ey?-, but at the core
Holding but bitter du? ?iud blight.
see tneui gaza from ?i?tful eye,
I inn/Jc"their ti;<n on tVUng cheeks ;
btar'thl-n? breathe in Vuiolbered sixns.
Ai;d n?to ihe grief that nevey spunk* ;
'or tbc.*n*no might redresses wrong,
N? eve with pitty is impearltd,
I, misconstrued and suf:er;n? lt)Dg,
O, hearts that hunger through tb'- world, ?
\>t you duet life's dull dessert hold .
No fountain shadcj ni dale grove fa r,
To gush of waters clear and cold,
But sanOy roaches wide ?nd bare,
he foot m iy Tail, the soul may min*,
. And weigh to carth-tbe woury frame,
'et still ye make no, weak <M mpUint,
And ?peak np wordof giiof or blame.
>, cager eyes which gaze afar !
?0, linns which clasp the ?-m;?:y air!
Tot alr-nrrmarked your s'-rr^ws-ttre,
Not all unpitied yurd.-sp iir. v
mile, patient lip? su proi;d:y duinl-f
. When life's frail tent at lust is furled,
oiir glorious'r???mpbilr? shall come,
0, hearts that banger through.ike world.
f Go to Work with our Own Hand:;.**
" WARWICK," an Alabama correspon
ent of thc New York Day Booh, con
ludes one of his letters as follows :
We arc in " a great stew" about " la
or," an " immigration," and all that,
own here. We have societies,'and
?gislative resolutions, and newspa? er
ppeals, and what not, on the subject,
'he .solution of our trouble will he for
s to go to work with our own hands,
row our own supplies of provisions,
larry young, raise pur own " immi
rants^' We are eight millions of whitc??j
eople, and in twenty, years can be six- fl
?en millions. What do we want with
German laborers," Scotch. " imnii
rants," or " Yankees," or " niggers," cr
riybody else ? We have lands. What
ood wilMt do ns lo give them away ?
Ie have hands to work withal, and
ms and daughters who have hands also,
et us betake ourselves to earnest labor,
ad we can dress our own Eden. " L?
or is wealth." That is it! But whose
ealthisit? Is it the wealth of th*
ian who works. What we want is to
atcr into our own possessions andrap
ropriate our own "wealth." We aie
aily^let down from our ifoial Castles.
Ve have struck ierra firma. Like ?n
eus, let. us rise up with renovated
:rength, and yield only to a power
hich can separate ns from the mater
ai soil, lam not old, but can remeni
2r when the Oconee River, in Geo., was
ie southern boundary of civilization.
? I may live to_. measure, in pain and
eariness, the, deepening shadows of
rcnty declining .ye?rs, oefore I reach
ie portals of the tomb, at the human
ation of " three score years and ten,"
shall see these eight millions of white
?ople, spread like swelling waters, over
ie whole land, from here to California,
1 around the Gulf of Mexico, in Ccii
al America, and dashing the waves of
teir population against tlie side of tho
tides; Here it is then ! Here is Eden !
ere are our " lands." Hear the ma
stic footsteps of the creating God, and
sounding through these y allies, His
unipotant voice, "work," "multiply
id replenish the earth and subdue it."
nd this is " the dry land," as my Lord
icon saith, in "a dry light." Let us
. to work ! The waters are divided
"rom the waters," an<l the fermament
the heaven is blazing above us with
e eternal light? which are> for our
'.easons, and for days and years." We
ve our guilty, tender, trembling help
?et at our side, companion of our sin
d misery. We know that " thon s
d thistles" shall encumber the ground,
d that in "sorrow" we shall eat of it
therdap of our life until we " return
to the ground." But a glorious hope
?& its guiding light to a glorious des
y. " The seed of the . woman shall
lise the serpent's head!" Though,
len, we are not irrecoverable. A
>wer of thunderbolts have blasted our
ban Mount. Shall we figh* Jupiter ?
y verily ! We have tasted of " tho
e of knowledge of good and evil.''
bus thank God it is not all" evil,"
1 pursue the good with humble devo
n. So at last we may come to " the
e of life," though it bc guarded by
?hecubima and a flaming sword."
! to the Jacobin party must have been
ood deal like a man in western Penn
vania, who.inquired of a boy wheth
lieknewwhere JakeKloinfeltor lived.
3 boy said he did. Says he " Can
i tell me ?" " Yes, sir," said the boy.
0 you soe our-barn down there?"
;es, says he." " Go to that. About
ee hundred yards beyond the barn
1 will find a'lano. Take that lanie
1 follow along for about a mile and a
.rter. Then you will come to a
nch. Go up. the branch about a
.rter of a mile, and then you will
ie to a slippery elm log. You be
;hty keerful, stranger, about going
that log; you may get into tho
nch ; and then you -go on un until
get to the brow of a hill, and there
roads prevaricate, and you take the
band road and keep tbat nnti! you
into a big plum thicket and when
get there, why then-then-then,''
rhat then?" "Then, stranger, I'll
lurned if you ain't lost."
. -?- ?
?" A man who had borrowed a bag
i neighbor to go to mill with was
eked into the water and drowned,
the bag lost. When the news wa? *
ight to his bereaved wife, she ex
med : " My gracious ! what a fuss
be made now about that bag!"
5!r* A bill posted on the walls of a
utry village announces that '. a lec
1 will be dolivredin the open air, and
Election made at the door to defray'