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Our Stock in this department is completo in NEW PATTERNS." In our stock ot Wail Papers and Borders, PAPER SHADES, FIRE PRINTS and SIDE LIGHT PAPERS, mny bo 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 Gond*, we aro prepared to ofFur in all Quantities and widths ol FLOOR OILCLOTHS And in ul! quantities ..f TABLE OIL CLOTHS STAIR OIL CLOTHS .md OIL CLOTH GOODS. A beautiful ttock of these goods at LOW PRICES. ^ CARPETS Made and Laid, WINDOW SHADES Squared, Trimmed and put up, and OIL CLOTHS laid promptly. JAMES G. BAILIE A BROTHER, 205 Broad Street. Augusta, Ga., Oct. 26 Cm 44 )nr Motto : As Cheap as Hie riu-apcsl !-.ls Good as the Best ! JAMES ii. GLOVER, WITH KUSEL & BROTHER U'liolesaie and Retail Dealers -IN FINE READY-MADE .outing. For ITIcn, Boys & Children's Wear, FASHIONABLE HATS & CAPS, AND 3ENTS' FURNISHING GOODS, Under Globe Hotel. ATJG-U3T J^, Gr El O. ??r'?ko very latest stylos in SILK HATS Iwayn on bund. A eal] is respectfully solicited before pu.-cha in;; elsewhere. Augu ta, Oct 12 3m 42 REMOVAL ! Milrina in/a lyriyrairTOiNjj HAS REMOVED HER MILLINERY AND FANCY GOODS STORE From No. 22G to No. 253 Broad St., Tico Door? above thc old insurance Dank, ?VTiere she lias Opened an Elegant and Varied Assortment of SATS AKA B0SHITS, OF ALL THE LAT!ST STYLES, Vhich the will soil at tho LOWEST POSSIBLE PRICES, Wholesale nnd Retail. Augusta, Oct 12 lm 42 No. 1 PERUVIAN GUANO ! WE ARE NOW PREPARED to receive Orders for No. 1 PERUVIAN GUANO, whieh we nro expecting direct fr?in the PERU VIAN AGENTS, and which we can GUARAN TEE TO BE PURE, an i of FRE>H IMPOR TATION. Parties luyinj before its arrival, will bo al lowed a LIBERAL DISCOUNT. Wc w> uld advi.o our friends to send in their Orders early. BRANCH, SCOTT & fO" 268 II ROAD STREET, AUGUSTA, (JA. Oct 27 ' 1m ^4 JAS. T. GARDINER, MCINTOSH STREET, AUGUSTA, G-A.., * DEALER IN PURE Peruvian Guan? AND THE BEST BONE SUPER PHOSPHATES, And for which nil Orders will Receive Prompt Attention, AT THE LOW EST CASH PRICES. Augusta, Oct 20 Oui 43 Kerosine Oil TrrST RECEIVED 1 Hld. Standard White K KR OS IN E OIL, wirra*:) ul to stand t!ie test nf heat lill degree.', and is therefore non-expfosivo. U. L. PENN. OcL 28 If 44. TWO EVENINGS TWO YEARS APART. " Christine, will you go out on the 1 ike 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 froin her urn of gold was poured out that crystal river of light whose waves overflowed the landscape, and let a grace and beauty to every object they touched. About a mile oil*, be yond the meadows, lay tho 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 wore bright. Such was the summer evening which Chris tine Jarvys beheld. Her eyes did not brighten much in loving recognition of its beauty. There was a shadow still on the young and sweet face which she turned to her brother. " I don't feel much inclined for going DU the water this evening, Alfred." she replied, and the listless rones suited the shadows in her face. " Who is to go resides you ?" '"Nobody except Frank Reynolds and Ben. Grant to manage the boat," he re ilied. "You'd better go ' with us, in stead of staying here, and moping brough the evening alone," the young nan added, as he threw his slight gracc 'ul limbs into the chair opposite his pis ar. '. I think I shall be able to stand it ?mellow,'' said the young lady, with a ?esigned expression of tone and face, vhich plainly indicated that she re tarded martyrdom as her peculiar des iny, and intended to meet her fate with becoming fortitude. Alfred Jarvys leaned forward, rested me hand on his sister's knee, and looked n hov face. " What's gone wrong now, Christie, hat you're down in the dumps like his?,'' said he. "Come, don't act so, . - - . 1 _ 1 .. . i.i - -rwn?v.. if?Mn__.J he matter." Thus adjured, the young lady conde cended to explain the .causes which lad produced her present gloomy views ?f human nature, and of the world in jcneral. "The truth is, Alfred," said she. you're a man and won't understand mything about it ; but my bonnet came lome this afternoon, and its a perfect right-a great bunch of poppies on the attside, and purple mignonette seattcr id through the inside trimming-when mrple is so unbecoming; it always nade me look so hideous." Alfred Jarvys was a generous, good .attired young man ; moreover, he oved his pretty sister dearly ; so he mt on a deeply sympathetic voice and ace, much such 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 ,he bonnet, Christie, that's a fact." " But that isn't all, Alfred," she con inued. " My dress maker ha? just sent ne word that she forgot the blue trim nings for my dove colored silk, and so [ shan't have it ready to wear at Col. Hamlin's to-morrow evening." " The victim of a milliner and man tuamaker!" said her brother. "On the whole, Christie, you are an amiable girl, but I don't suppose that the most exemplary of your sex could stand such a conjunction of trials and sufferings. A ruined bonnet and an unfinished dress? 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, ho 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 carried the day, Christine Jarvys drew back, with an unusual disply of dignity. "I see how it is, Alfred," said she; " you're making tun of my troubles, after all ; I don't want any more of your pre tended sympathy." " Well, now, it is really too bad," said he. " 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. Christine gave a loud shriek, as the beautiful, fragile toy foll lo the floor, scattering on the carpet its fragments of dainty workmanship. This was too much. Christine Jarvys fell back in her chair and burst into tears. Her brother "aw this was no time for joking, and with real concern on his face, he put his arm round his sis ter. " I'm so sorry, Christie," said he, " I really wouldn't have done it for all the j 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 lor, and that you are laughing at me all thc time." " Look up, and see if I am," said the young man. "Come, Christie," he ad ded. " don't pout any more. Forget all ah.ail your troubles and go out and have a sail, and a song with me ; it's high time wc were off." I "I can't go with you, Alfred. Don't wait for me," she said, hugging the luxury of her grief. " Well, then, good by ; when Lc?m? back, two hours hence, I hope I sn?? find a better disposed little sister,'' af the young niau as he rose up, a lit annoyed that his attempts to app? the girl met with no bette- success., kissed her forehead, for her che were hidden in her hands, and ther went out. Christine Jarvys sat still in the light, and listened for her bro? steps. She heard them go swiftly-^^&i the long gravel walk and pause ?KSBe front gate, while he talked -,with fro gardener. She took hands - from' LSL eyes and looked out, and the silencer] and beauty of the night reproved lier. The better part of her . nature rose up, and showed her that she had been mi 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 back. " Alfred," said she, putting her arms about her neck, " I'm very sorry I Was so cross to you just now, but I was so fretted, you know. Tisn't any mather about thc bracelet ; and I've come out to kiss you good-by for two hours. " "What ! are you not going with us ?' lie said. " Run back and get your bonnet." " I can't, dear Alfred," she roplij " Mrs. Melvyn sent me a message th?t she would pass an hour with me this evening, and I promised to be at home. But I hope you ll have a nice sail.'' She put up her rosy lips, ami her brother kissed theni warmly. '"Good-bye, Christie," said ho. "Et a good girl, and I shall be -, back in a couple of hours." And so they parted at the gardon gate: and the last chapter of Alfred and Christine Jarvys' life together "fois closed without sign or warning. Its pages had been made up with the pleas ant years of their childhood and youth, and all the lines had boen written in light and gladness. But in after years those last words and that last kiss were to the heart of Christine Jarvys ?Ike golden blossoms covering the tendrils of memory, which look tl cir deep root inj-hat last hour of lier brother's life. Alfred and Christine Jarvys were or phans. They had, however, been adopt ed by their father's brother andchis wife. The gentleman was a weujthv banker, and as he hail no ch i kirai of nciie. No wealth had been spared-no luxu ry it could purchase forgotten in thc training of the young orphan, boy and girl. Their uncle and aunt made earth ly idols ol' the children who had lallen to them, and they grew up with no idea of the sorrow, and trial, and discipline, which are tho heritage of tho sons and daughters of men. Tho boy, with his dark, handsome face and Hashing eyes, in which spirit and mirth were forever at strife, was a perfect antithesis to Christine, whose fair countenance was tho bequest ol' her mother. Alfred bail graduated with high hon ors at college. Christine, who was two years younger, was accomplish^ after her age and social standard ; but bough her lifo ol' ease and luxury had -wak ened and warped her heart and soul, still the good seed waited in thewarm soil, which would quicken it itto life and blossoming. Y . and Mrs. Jarvys resided into wu : but as they grew older their unnal visits to watering-places becam irk some, and they at last purchased .-hand some country house in the lake ihtrict, and thither thu family repaired every summer. I It was a beautiful spot, locke*up in rare shrtfhberiesj with gardon ?nd groves ; and. as th? master and ustress were extremely hospitable, their con: try home was frequently crowdii with company, and so the brother an sister sported and dreamed away the unmet in the midst of scenery that wasi con staut picture.and poem to the bed :hat could receive it. Mr. and |Irs. Jarvys had ben =nd derily summoned from home to Dme business, at the time of which ? wite, and it chanced that the brotlermd sister were left alone, as the guestshey were expecting did not arrive uni a week later. Christine Jarvys went slowly ) to the house in the pale moonlight. Tho shadow had gone off from her faccphe had quite forgotten her spoiled boot, her unfinished dress, her broken bee let. She gathered a few sprays oflig nonette, and some carnations-forev ers flanked each side of tho front nile -and then, after a long pause othe front steps, in which she did truind loving reverence to the night, shesnt into thc parlor. A gentleman rohip from thc sofa, and informed her thjhe had brought her a message from Irs. Melvyn. The lady had been surp'ed j n that evening by the unexpected aral ' of her parents, an 1 would not blple to fulfill her engagement withiiss Jervys. The bright eyes of the young hess searched the speaker's face, as llo livered his message. It was a fin no, \\4lh a thin delicacy of outline, d a ! ho thoughtful, earnest expression, lilthe j no Hash and change ol'Alfred's; aithe J wi lips had a smile not frequent nor ith- j rei fill, but full of grave sweetness, ich tu matched the eyes. " Will you take a seat?" said Hs-1 ric tine, ?as the gentleman concludhis < ge errand. . j "tl "Thank you. I fear I shall ni n I coi you," said tin? young man, takihis til hat, evidently supposing the invion wi morely conventional. | j W '.Oh, no.' she said. "I am ute P? alone, as my brother has gone ton the lake lor an hour or two." ed, The gentleman looked in th erl'fl up face for a moment, lt was'a -sly, tai searching gaze, yetby no means imc- coi tive. ile was satisfied that her ita- pl' e b d cl Ci lt ll h si Ol w tl li hi II tl ni fr cr sa fo m o? it, th on lo a ta rn; sn ev pc th to; tioii wiiii a sincere one, and resumed Lis seat. " You are a friend of Mrs. Melvyn's, I conclude ?" saidChristine. '? My older brother, who is dead, was a friend of her husband's," ho replied: "I ain, 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 truest meaning of the word ; a meaning that comprehends certain indigenous qualities of the heart arid soul which no social grafting can confer. " Well, I am a woman, you know," said Christine, smiling the bright, frank emile which lilied her face with light and sweetness, " and have my legacy of curiosity ; but I will not exercise the prc" Dgative of my sex further than to ask you one question more. What is vour name?" ' " Charles 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 was glad enough to find a man who led her out of herself, and whose speech hail 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. Ai last in a pause of thc conversa tion, they heard a sudden grasp, and rush of 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 DU? the stars. The grace and beauty of [he night suddenly vanished. "Oh, how dreadful!" exclaimed Chris tine, and she shuddered, standing by the tutor of the young Melvyns. " That depends upon the eyes with ivh?cli we look at it," said the young man, with his grave, sweet smile; and t was evident that to his eyes the cloud lad no dreadful voice or language. This thought came into 'Christine's uind as she stood by the window. It vas followed by another which struck "Oh! what w^l\'''heroinec" ol' Alfred.* f this high wind should overtake him !" " Does he know how to manage a joat?" asked Mr. Winthrop, with a jood deal oi interest. " Npfc in a storm," she replied ; " but Jen Grant, who has charge of the boat, s an old sailor; still I can't help feeling tlarmcd." " I think there is no cause for alarm," aid lie ; " and then, lhere is no thought u claim our fears like the blessed one hat Goil 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 net. Then the storm broke with a wild ry. The great branches rocked and frenched under it. The thunder fairly hook the foundations of the great house, nd Christine's heart filled willi fear for er brother. But the storm did not last long. Swift i s the wind arose it fell. Thc black rings of the cloud dropped slowly away ; i nd there was a great calm. The stars ( ".oked out again. "lt is time Alfred was here," said I hristino. i At that moment the front gate open- f d sharply, and a youth of about sixteen t Hist into?the parlor. His hair hung in j ragglcd locks about his pale face ; his j [othes were dripping, and he stammer- 1 1 out in an agony of fright and ter )r, " The boat's gone down ! The wind >? psether. Won't auvbodv go to their a elp? f II you had heard poor Christine's iriek then ! Mr. Winthrop caught her, a r she would have fallen. But there { as no time to be lost. He laid her on f ie sofa ; and he did not know that his t ps uttered the prayer which was in y is heart, and that Christine heard it : t Heaven have mercy upon you !" li Then the young man rushed out of n ie room ; but Ins hostess sprang up, ul swift as a deer overtook him at the y ont door. f, " Oh, you will save my brother !" she red imploringly. ]\ " Heaven be witness that I will try !" h id he ; and he was gone, and the boy tl Mowed him. tl Mr. Winthrop was an excellent swim- tl er, and though the lake was some way <;< f, ho was only a few minutes reaching si for his feet seemed scarcely to touch a c ground on his way. He paused n ice only, to ask the boy, who hadfol wed, but could not keep up with him. few necessary questions. He oscerr rc ?ned that he "was the son of the boat- C till, Ben Grant. His father had been d ddenly summoned from home that lc oning, and the two young men had rsuaded him to go out on the lake with Q( e sail-boat, which he was not accus- w med to manage alone. They would, ac wever, have been safe enough, if had gr t been for the sudden squall of wind T lich overtook them before they could tc ich thc shore, and, in attempting to rn the boat around, she upset. ai 'The boy swam to the shore, and hur- "', id to Mr. Jarveys' for help, as that Hi ntleman's house was nearest to the m ce. He fancied both thc young men nhl keep their heads above water un- a? assistance could be procured. And 0i th prayer that it might be so, Charles ar inthrop rushed toward the lake at the ]j, ?nt the boy indicated. II The motin sailed out from the frayed ns m's of tin1 clouds, and looked down th on tl?e fretted waters. In the dis Ice the young man thought he dis- m .ned a head sinking and" rising ; he mged in, and was not long in reach- lo ing it ; anti .with great difficulty ?on I veyed thc nearly drowned man to the ; ?hore; ? Ben Grant had just arrived there; ] The honest-hearted old man was full ; of alarm and grief at what had .occur red. Ile looked eagerly, at felic pale, j unconcious face which Mr. Winthrop laid down on the sands. " It's Mr. Reynolds,'* said he. And where was Christine's brother? The small sail-boat was drifting to and j fro on the lake. The two men swam j] ! out to it, after consigning Mr. Reynolds to the care of Grant s son. ? By this time all trace of that wild cloud was wiped off'from the face of the sky. The stars and thc moon looked down bright and calm on the pale face of the men. They .searched for an liom in, silence; and then they found Mr. Jarvys. They drew him up tenderly and laid him in the boat ; and as they thought of his sister at home, both the young man and the old one felt that' ithey would gladly lay down their own lives if they could restore him. The young dead face had in it no trace of pain or struggle. No wonder the strong men wept as they laid the body down in the boat. For nearly two hours, that seemed longer than the rest of her life, Chris tine had waited. The servants all gone out, with the exception of her own maid, who tried to comfort her mistress as she sometimes sank down into stolid despair, and then rose up and wrung her hands, and wandered through the rooms, full of agony. At last her ear caught the sound of footsteps outside. They were bringing their burden up the walk. " Carry him in by the side door, and I will go up and try and break the truth to her," said Mr. Winthrop, in a low voice, to the men ; but at that moment a slight figure ran down the steps, and rushed toward the lifeless form. Tho light of thc moon fell brightly on the dead face. Christine slaggered back. ''Is he drowned?" she said, looking up in so pitiful a way that the men could not speak ; but she looked in each face, and read her answer there ; and then Christine lay on the ground as un conscious as her brother. Mr. Winthrop lifted thc poor girl up and carried her into the house. He bathed her temples, and assisted the frightened maid to restore her to con s', iousness. The youth in Christine's veins at length triumphed, and she opened her eyes. The young man saw that she knew f all. Site was off in a moment, and when he would have held her back, she struck aside his arm, rushing out of the rponi..seemed .Jed by some instinct to te one irlffinTTrer^iuiii?; u.. knelt down by him, exclaiming: " Look up at me ; speak- to me, darl ing ! You said you'd come back to me in an hour or two, whe?i you kissed mc tit the garden gate. Your little sister can't live without yeti, Alfred, for she loved you better thai, her own life. I can't live without you, darling brother, I must have you back again. I must hear your voice calling sweetly after me, ' Christie ! Christie I' as it used to do. I can't believe it's silent fore vex! Oh ! Alfred, my heart will brealc-*-my heart will break ! Ojien your eyes and smile at me once more." She [mt down her warm cheek to the cold pale one, and shuddered as the chill went through her. "When she looked up, Mr. Winthrop was standing by her side. ' " Can't you help me?" she said, as a lost frightened child had sobbed itself into exhaustion would have spoken. " My child." replied the young tutor, ii a voice husky and broken, "it is God Mijy who can help you now." Christine's broken heart went out, for :he first time, with a new call and yearli ng after Him, whom in her happiness3 ?he had scarcely remembered, but who, lie felt in the hour of her great sorrow, rom which all human aid shrank ap palled and unavailing, could alone give 1er help and consolation. " God have pity on me !" she sobbed, md then the tears fell over her face, md Mr. Winthrop led her faint steps rom the room. Poor Christine ! All that night he did not leave her ; ,nd oh, what sweet, and strong and ilessed words he said to her !-words of aith and trust, and admission ; and for he first time Christine Jarvys' eyes rere opened, and she saw something of he great Eternal Love ; and from the Dst earthly love her heart went, as so aany have done, to the heavenly. When thc first gray flakes of dawn ;ere seen in the East, Christine Jarvys di asleep, strengthened and comforted. The next day a telegram brought back Ir. and Mrs. Jarvys to their broken ousehold. There was no one to behold ie meeting of the uncle and aunt with ie nephew who had been the pride and ie joy of their hearts. He lay there 3 lifelike, with something of the old nile coming back to h?spale lips ; but, las ! for thy beauty laid low in the torning, Alfred Jarvys. * * * * * * Two years have passed. It is once lore the time of blossoming roses, and hristine Jarvys came out of the front oor of her country home, and again toked upon the fair landscape. Somehow those two years had chang 1 Christine, but the change was that hich comes not of years, but of char iter. Something more thoughtful, more ?ritual, had come to the sweet face, he memory of that night came back i Christine Jarvys as she gazed. " It was just such an evening as this, id there in that white belt of moon lit by tho gate you kissed me for ie last time-oh, Alfred!" she murm ured. " Miss Christine !" fell upon her ear, id she started, for the sneaker had itered the grounds by the side gate, id come round to the front steps so ditly that she had not heard him. er face flushed into glad surprise, oft she gave the speaker her hand with i Om e cordiality of a long friendship. of b "lam glad to see you back once : ded ore, Mr. Winthrop." ! erc< " Thank you," said he. " The three ' froi ng months since I left seemed a long ' are tl io pi w d< lo Iii ll' pl tn Tl re th Sc of ll he rn: er wi ha pb of! of thi soc wa th( ha: ms SUI nie wit ed ont cio ste OV? of 1 dia 1 til lan but ap am tho ?] ant let ene the Soi: Ete Rec thr: thai the bus inst be t of ? boo timo to mc, though they've been fully occupied with hard .study. I've passed my examination, and -have run down to meet you and the Melvyn's congratula tions." .v*, .'. '.. . '. You would'have -had mine' without he asking," said Christine.'. . . . " That is more than I'expected," said ;he young man. " It is a night wou lerful for beauty, Miss Christine," he idded. "Wonderful for beauty!" she re bated ; but there was something i ii her weet voice which made one think ol' he tolling pf bells. Mr. Winthrop danced at her lace, and knew what tight her memory associated' with this ?ne. " I don't know what I should have lone without you then," said the young rill, drawing a little nearer to the gen lcman. " ti Wi.s not I, Miss Christine, it was jod who helped you," said he. " I never could have borne it other vise," she said, " I wonder if I needed hat terrible lesson-if without it my ife would always have gone in the old hannels of frivolity and self seeking, nth no real aim, or purpose,, or hope!'' Looking on the girl as she spoke, a ?rave, sweet smile went over Charles, Winthrop's face, but something flickei-: d along the smile, and up'into his eye, rhich Christine did not see. He drew tearer, and took ber hand in his. " Christine," saidhe-and his voie iad lost a little of its steady poise I must speak what I lia ve to say in ew words. That sweet ideal of woman lood which my heart has so long linger d after has been revealed to me. I ot believe that I should ever have found t if it had not been for that night tw ears ago. Christine," he continued you ave rich, and I am poor. I hav othing to oller you but a love that has wined itself sc closely around my lil dat it seems as though' it would be dead 3 tear it away. Yet. it would not be ecause I trust in One who will giv io strength to receive your answer rhatever it may be. The Melvynshav aid you all about me that there is to ill. A young lawyer struggling up in fe can have little to offer a woman in our position, particularly when his earest friends have all gone to sleep efore him, and he has nothing but hi wn.efforts, and his faith in a higher 'ower, to help him. Christine, you now the rest. If your answer must e ' No,' do not let it come from your ps, only take the hand which now old away." Thc little trembling hand lay still in is own, and Charles Winthrop had hi nswer. Half an hour later, walking p and down in the clear mooniig-ht, he aid tq her. "But, your uncle ana aunt, liristint ! You know what value--they lace ou what I cannot gi ve you-wealth nd position." The eyes of Christine Jarvys mad nswer with her lips, " They will value ty heart more than those when I te icm it is yours," And so the sorrow and the joy of two uno evenings were blended together i the heart of Christine Jarvys; am irer afterward they lent a tender sa redness and significance to each other The Colored Mau? We have never ceased to urge upon te colored people of the South this id -that their true interests ran on al urs with the interests of the white ?ople of the South. The colored man ho thinks l'or a moment that the car ?t-baggers and scalawags have come )WU here from the North out of pure ve for him and his race, and not to ie their OAvn dirty pockets with th nits of their stealings, is, to speali ainly, " a blasted fool." Human na re shows no example of love like this iero is but one instance of it on the cords of time, and that was given b_v c Divine benevolence, which gave the >n of God to purchase the forgivenes-k a world of souls. These scurvy scoun ?ls from the North, colored men, are ire to prey upon the whites and to .ike tools of you, and the rascals nev cease to laugh in each other's faces len they think what blind asses they ve found in the majority of yourjieo Forget not what we have told you so en that the white and the black men the South have, in the end, to settle is question of relations, political and dal, between them. When the scala gs have filled their pockets with all ; plunder they can lay their thieving nus on, you and we will be left to ike a final settlement. . And just as .e as you are born you have got to et us, face to face, in this matter, :h the scalar ig* counted out-count out they an obliged to be. If not ? way, anothe/, for life is not pre us enough to balance against the rn determination of this people to srthrow the usurpation and tyranny these intruding scoundrels and incen ses. Let tho colored man stand aside nn this contest for the mastery of this d is settled. He can gain nothing, : risk much and lose much by taking art in it. Stand aloof, black man, I then join and make friends with se who win. Che Southern people wish you well, I they will be your friends if you them. But if you consort with their mies, you" toke your destiny with rn, and that is certain defeat. This ithern land is ours and " by the mal" we mean to rule it.-Mobile lister. LU advertising people are always [fty. The enterprise and energy t prompt them to push forward in race and keep themselves and their iness before thc eyes of the world ire them against failure. It would lirtieult to point to a single instant i great success in trade that has not ii won through the valuable medium he advertising columns of the press. . most famous houses in every branch usiness are those which have expen fortunes as advertisers, and porsev- j com 1 until thoy have forced patronage turc ti the public. The American people . a co beginning to understand these trutiiis, ' expi b a: cr* Y sc L a: h w re ei I \ ti st w ll bl tl II w t\ tl: st I Rf al tr tl: A H Ie re Ol ai A Bi gc "J of th lia m< an an U) all un lift tin bri fal hr y Na fcre Le ant tioi trw C ] agc 51 er i Tin Ol E Y thr or and bra pia con mic on bra on the left get you " W be ( 9 of i kno and broi cl a i will ind advertising is now as muck a nc ?essity of btisnie.? life as aye thc rai. .oa?s'and the telegraph*. Through tltr: World, jomo bot ris go hungering iLrou?h thc world An'] m.vt r fio i thc l-.v.; ib' y geek ; ?fr >omu lip? wiih pride or *coru-a-e ?ur?vd . To hid ! the r?in tact "J >y nM spek. Clio eye to-iy flash, the tn"ut'.i tu ty -mil/*, Tho vo.ee in gladdc-' inu.-'? thrill, > Lt.d yot beneath them all th : whilo _ The hungry heart be pi'uirg still. ibo.*') know thoir doom, and walk tEcir way With level ?tepe end rteadfart eyes, for strive with Tute, nor w. op. n.-r pray Wnile other.', not sadly wire. Lre mocked ly pb.n'.ou:- evermore, A:id lu ed l'y ivcmtn.'i' > f delight, 'air tu their ey, but at thc coro lioldiug but bie.er dust ?iud blight. see tnem gai? from wistful eyes, I mark their sign on fading cheeks ; hear^bem breath-.; in ?uiolbert-d signs. Aud unto the grief that m ver'speaks ; 'or ibemToo might redresses wrong, ?o eve with pitty is Impearlt'd, I, misconstrued aud suf:'er;n/ long, 0, hearts that bungtr through thc world ? '?.r you dues life's dull dew rt hold No fountain shade, m date grove fa r, io gush of waters ch ar and cold, But sandy roaches wide ?nd bare, 'he foot m:iy foil, thc soul may fain*, And weigh to earth tho weary fruuie, 'et still ye taake no weak ecmpUint, And t-peak no word of gticf or blame. >, eager eyes which gaze afar! 0, arms which c!n*f. th? empty air! Tot all-unmarked your s'-rr> ws are, Not all unpitio'l y?ur d. ?pair, mile, patient lips so ptoi d y dum'. When life's frail tent at st is furled, 'our glorious rteompefflfe tliali come, 0, hcirts that hunger ibr-ugli ike world. ? Go to Work with our Own Hands." " WABWICK," an Alabama com-s} io ri ent of the New York Day Booh, con 1 tides one of his letters as follows : We art' in " ti great stew-' about " la or," an "immigration," and all that, own here. We have societies, 'and ?gi??lative resolutions, and newspai er ope?is, and what not, on the suujr<.i. "he .solution of our trouble will be for a to go to work with our own hands, row our own supplies of provisioi ?, larry young, raise our own " immi rants.'' We are eight millions of whited eople, and in twenty years can be six ?en millions. What do we want willi German laborers," Scotch " immi rants," or " Yankees,'* or " niggers," or nybody else? We have lands. What ood will it do us to give them away ? fe have hands to work withal, and )'ns and daughters who haye hands also, et us betake ourselves io earnest labor, ad we can dress our own Eden. " La or is wealth." That is it ! But whose ealth is it ? Is it the wealth of the ian who works. What wc want is tu titer into our own possessions andrap ronriate our own " wealth." We are ai?y.let dojvn from our JErial Castles. Ve have struck ?ora firma. Like ? n . ens, let us rise up with renovated :rength, and yield only to a power hich can separate us from tho mater ai soil. I arn not old, but can remem sr 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 venty declining years, before I reach ie portals of the tomb, nt the human ation of " three score years and ten," shall see these eight millions of white ?ople, spread like swelling waters, over te whole land, from here to California, 1 around the Gulf of Mexico, in CVn al America, and dashing the waves of teir population against the side of tho ndes. Here it is then! Here is Eden! ere are our "lands." Hear the ma stic footsteps of the creating God. and sounding through these vailles, II s unipotant voice, "work," "multiply id replenish the earth and subdue ii. ' 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," and the fermament thc heaven is blazing above us wi tit e eternal lights which are. for our masons, and for days and years." Wo ve our guilty, tender, trembling help jet at our side, companion of our sin d misery. We know that " thorns d thistles" shall encumber the ground, d that in "sorrow" we shall eat of it the days of our life until we "return to the ground." But a glorious hop?? ;s its guiding light to a glorious des y. "The seed of the . woman shall lise the serpent's head!" Though len, we are no1: irrecoverable. A ?wer of thunderbolts have blasted our bun Mount. Shall we light Jupiter ? y verily ! We have tasted ol' " the e of knowledge of good and evil." tus thank God it is not all" evil," 1 pursue the good with humble devo n. So at last we may come to " tho e of life," though it be guarded by henubims and a flaming sword." LONGSTREET.-Longstreet's pilgrim ( to the Jacobin party must have been ood deal like aman in western Penn vania, who inquired of a hov wheth lieknew where Jake Kleinfelter lived, ? boy said he did. Says he " Can l tell me " Yes, sir," 'said the boy. 0 yon see our barn down there:'" es, says he." " Go to that. About ee hundred yards beyond the barn t will find a lano. Take that lane 1 follow along for about a mile and a vter. Then you will come tu a neb. Go up the branch about a ,rter of a mile, and then you will ie to a slippery elm log. " You be ?hty kcerlul, stranger, about going that log: you may get into the nch; ami then yon ^o on up until get to the brow of a hill, and there roads prevaricate, and you take the hand road and keep that until you into a big plum thicket and when get there, why then-then-then,'' 'hat 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 thc water and drowned, the bag lost. When the news was light to his bereaved wife, she ex raed': " My gracious ! what a fuss be made now about that bag!" af A bill posted on thc walls of a iitry village announces that " a Iec . will be delivredin the open air, and Election made at the door to defray" mses."