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A Family Companion, Devoted to Literature, Miscellany, News, Agriculture,. Markets, &c.
Vol. XIX. . NEWBERRY, S. C., THURSDAY, DECEMBER 27, 1883. No. 52.
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THE MYSTIC CHRISTMAS.
BY JOHN G. WHITTIER.
"All hail!" the bells of Christmas rang.
"All hail!" the monks at Christmas
sang,
The merry monks who kept with cheer
The gladdest day of all their year.
But still apart, unmoved thereat,
A pious elder brother sat
Silent in his accustomed place,
With God's sweet peace upon his face.
"Why sitt'st thou thus?" the brethren
cried.
"It is the blessed Christmas-tide ;
The Christmas lights are all aglow,
The sacred lilies bud and blow.
"Above our heads the joy-bells ring,
Without the happy children sing,
And all God's creatures hail the morn
On which the holy Christ was born.
"Rejoice with us; no more rebuke
Our gladness with thy quiet look."
The gray monk answered : "Keep, I
pray,
Even as ye list the Lord's birthday.
"Let heathen Yule fires flicker red
Where thronged refectory feasts are
spread ;
With mystery-play and masque and
mime
And wait-song speed the holy time !
"The blindest faith may haply save ;
The Lord accepts the things we have,
And reverence, howsoe'er it strays,
May find at last the shining ways.
-"They needs must grope who cannot
see,
The blade before the ear must be ; ]
As ye are feeling I have felt,
And where ye dwell I too have dwelt.
"But now, beyond things of sense,
Beyond occasions and events,
I know, through God's exceeding
grace,
Release from form and time and
place.
"I listen, from no mortal tongue,
Tohetr the song the angels sung;
And wait within myself to know
The Christmas lilies bud and blow.
"The outward symbols disappear
From him whdse inward sight is clear;
And small must be the choice of days
To him who fills them all with praise !
"Keep 'while you need it, brothers
mine,.
With honest zeal.your Christmas sign,
But judge not him who every morn 1
Feels in his heart the Lord Christ
born !"
-Youth's Companion.
A CRiISTM18 GiVT.
B*Y ADEE CAREY.
"EJag out marry bells for Christmas r"
I heard them ringing, in that
great dull room-where I sat reading
alouil-Stnart Mill it was to-night
but the sentences that rolled so
smoothly off my tongue were as so
much Greek to me a moment aftcr
wards. There was a sleepy fire
burning 'in the grate, and toasting1
his feet and limbs in the warmth
and heat, sat the master qf West
Willow Grove, an Qld white-haired
man of seventy, feeble in health,
and irritable in temper, yet not an
unkindly man, considering his age
and ill-health. I was-well, com
panion, secretary, half nurse, I had
made a rather unfortunate essay at
woman independence, and been
really glad to come here where the3
home was comfortable, and the
duties light. - And yet
I wondered Igg It would seepj.to
keep a pegly briglt merry Chmrt
mas-to have siles showered up
on you, glad wishes, gifts, laughter,
and plaantries. I remembered,
when we were little ones at
home,, how we. had hung up our
stockings, feasted, and played, and 1
danced in the evening to mamma's B
piano.
But since then there had come1
death and changes. Papa, and a
brother and sister, had been carried
off by a ma,11p4 fever. My<
odes; brother lied gone to China
to enter a mercantile house,and my)
mother hbad accepted shelter.at the
las id of great aunt, whom she
had angered years before, by her
marriage with a poor man, w
she might have hadl a ridh
"Madam Mollineaux" my aun
was called. She had married
rich old man for her second hus
band, but had been widowed foi
many years. There were nume
rous Mollineaux heirs, but sh(
seemed to hate them all savt
one, who had spent a month or.sc
with us-the summer I was four
teen. After that, I had a govern.
ness, and was kept as strict as a
prisoner. I had such longings fo
youth and brightness, for gayety,
snd affection; I envied the young
aeople of the village when I saw
heir cheerful faces on Sundays.
sometimes I used to think of run.
ling away.
I was about seventeen when the
roverness was called away to her
wn family; but her absence
>rought me no liberty. My aunt
uarded me with a curious watch
alness, forbidding novels and
roung companions. I was ready
or revolt at Christmas.
Only a year ago ! Why did the
)ells, pealing through the clear,
'rosty air, call it to mind ? It
:ame like a picture over the page I
vas reading, and for a moment I
;aw it again.
"Pauline," my aunt had said, "I
,xpect a guest this evening. Go
ip to your room, and put on the
iress you will find hagging there."
I obeyed, wonderingly. A crim
;on cashmere, with soft, rich laces
it the wrists and throat, and a
>earl necklace. What was to hap.
)en ? Her austere maid came in
mnd assisted me.
"Who is to come ?" I asked
sagerly. "Is it to be a party ?"
For it seemed to me that a party
with dancing and music would be
he crown to life.
"A party ! No ! No such foolish
less, indeed. It is Mr. Vernon
gollineaux to spend a week. There
ie comes now. Don't go dow un
,i your aunt calls."
I turned up the light and looked
it myself. Yes, I was pretty now,
vith this soft pink in my cheeks,
md the bright .light in my eyes. I
was of medium'- height, but my
enderness made me look small.
y complexion was fair, my hair a
ich chestnut brown, my eyes many
hades darker.
When I was tired of admiring
nyself, I opened the window and
aid a bit of Longfellow. There
was no moon, but the stars were
hining, and the bells pealed so
oyfully. How nany happy hearts
~here would bc to-night ! Why
ws I shut out of it all ?
I was summoned down stairs.
fr. Vernon Mollineaux arose to
-eceive me.
I had preserved a little girl's re
neinbrance of a young man, but
his one sec med rather old and
grave-twenty-eight, as I after.
ards learned ; but there was an air
>f quiet autl.ority and experience
ibout him that chilled my bright
nood at the moment.
My aunt waved me to a seat.
"We may at once begin the truth,"
he said, in her business-like way.
'Although no oqtward token may
le visible, I know I have not much
onger to live, and I desire to let
ro now my plans. You, Vernon,
iave treated me with great respect
md less servile selfishness than the
ther members of the family. Molli
meaux Manor is mine to dispose of as
:like, but it ought tobe handed down
ith .the old name. I have no
iearer relative than this-girl, but]I
ave some pride for my family as
iell. If you are willing to iarry
er, tihe property is yours ; if she-is
oolish enough to refuse, I shall not
ler my mind. She has been
>rought up in the strictest secln
sion, so you need not be afraid of
>ld,' forbidden love affairs. I have
ot told her of my plans before,
ecause I meant to give her no
hance to set herself up in opposi
ion to me. Here is a good hue.
and for you, Pauline Delphy; and,
vernon Mollineaux, you are man~
mough, Pf'sny, to manage your
I "stonished. All the reb4l.
lous loodi within me came to the
n turned the conversatiol
tly, and, in spite of myself,
d Snot help joi$ing now an(
.en, Bit wben she.srose to0rtire
I went also. -
"I am quite satisfied with Vernon
Mollineaux," she said. 'I loved
his grandfather, and there is no
reason why you should not love the
grandson. That is my Christmas
gift to you-a husband," and she
laughed shrilly. "Let me find you
a good, sensible girl,"
I made no answer. A Christmas
gift, indeed ! To be; thrust at a
man, to be bargained for paltry
lands and riches ! I was full of
romance, albeit it had not come
from novel reading.
So another dreary Christmas was
added to the procession.
Vernon Mollineaux remained a
week. He was courteous and gen
tlemanly, but he gave me no chance
to refuse him, as I had surely re
solved to do.
A fortnight after,'my aunt was
found dead in her bed from an
affection of the heart. Her will had
been signed on Christmas morn
ing. There were several legacies
and the sum of ten thousand dol
lars to be settled upon me in my
own right the day I became Mrs.
Mollineaux. Otherwise-nothing.
Vernon arrived in time for the
funeral. A day or two after, he
said
"I thought of asking a cousin to
come and stay at the Manor until
-at present, I mean, while it is so
lonely for you. You will like Mrs.
Marsden very much. Since your
aunt planned our destiny-"
"Mr. Mollineaux," I interrupted
hastily, "I 'am not willing to fulfil
that destiny. I have some desires
of my own."
"You do not love another, sure
ly ?"
"I do not love another, but as
little do I love you. I have had no
opportunity to protest against this
barter-"
"Nay, do not use so harsh a term,
I will give you time to think. Your
aunt might have settled matters
more gently, but it was her way.
Will you not try-"
"Such a love is worth little."
"Yet, if I am willing to wait
to accept it ?"
That angered me.
"I have given you a final an
swer," and I turned hastily away.
"No, I will not take it as such.
Besides, I feel in honor bound to
provide for your emergencies, since
your aunt depended upon me."
"Do not trouble yourself."
"I shall write directly for my
cousin."
I went to my room in amood
of the keenest indignation. My
aunt had thrown' me upon his
charity, as it were. I began to
pack up a few necessary articles
and some clothing, resolved to leave
Mollineaux Manor at once.
Fortune favored me the next day.
The new master was' absent for
some hours. I sent my trunk to
the station, wrote a brief note of
explanation, and started out as if I
might be going for a walk, without
even a good-by to the servants. I
was very confident of my own
strength. I had one friend to
whom I meant to apply.
My friend was true and kind;
but, as I said, I had not been re
markably successful. My educa
tion was ordinary, and she ranks of
teachers were full to overflowing. I
made one essay at sewing, one as
saleswoman; when I heard of the
place at West Willow Grove, I ap
plied through a niece of Mrs. Wil
burton, and was taken. I was so
glad to have a permanent home.
Did I wonder sometimes about
Mr. Mollineaux ? Yes. I was
thinking of him now, in a partly
curious, partly vexed manner. No
doubt he was glad enongh to possess
the Manor free from incumbrances.
"Miss Delphy !"
I sprang up, dropped my book
with a clatter. I had been dream
ing in the midst of those long sen
tences, with the sound of the Christ
mas bell in my ear.. My face was
scarlet, and the quick tears of
shaTne sprang to my eyes.
"Pardon me !" I cried confusedly.
"What were you thinking about ?"
and the keen gray eyes studied me
earnestly.
I picked up the book and found
the place,
41 ist have been curiously en
V ertainig. You were looking into
bat'giate for fully Ive minutes."
.Wat? Ibeg ppadon for
"That does not answer my ques
tion."
"It was of the past," I said slow.
ly. "Of changes and trouble, and,
lperhaps, vain wishes. A year ago
I was listening to the Christmas
bells, but they brought me no
luck."
"Trouble! You are too young,
cbild."
"Years have little to do with it, I
think." Then I went on in a mood
of strange courage. "I should like
to see one bright, joyous Christmas,
to know what youth and pleasure
were really like, to be happy !"
"Come, now, what would make
you happy? A lover of course.
Well, there will be plenty of them.',
"I was not thinking of a lover,"
I replied indignantly. "There are
many other things."
"How old are you?" in his abrupt
fashion, still eying me .intently.
"Eighteen, a few months ago."
"And the Christmas bells stirred
up old memories. Well, Miss Del
phy, when you have finished that
chapter, you and Mrs. Wilburton
shall go over to the church, they
are practising carols and putting up
evergreens, as, I dare say, you have
done many a time."
"No I have had no bright, sunny
youth. That was why I wanted a
little happiness before-"
"Old age," he finished. "The
wish is .natural, child. But you
have not yet=said what would make
you happy. If it is not the lover-"
"It is not the lover !" and I
flushed angrily.
"Can not a woman 1hink of a
happy home with glad hearts in it,
of kindness and affection in a hun
dred little things, of cheerfulness
and beauty, of remembrance in
absence, of joy in home-coming, of
a birthday kept now and then, of a
house, shining and garnished for a
Christmas feast, where friends and
neighbors shall~be calfed in, andl
the peace and good will made
sweeter and more precious than
any gold ! If I were rich, I stioald
have it so!" I eded with a tumult
of vain longing and passionate des
pair, turning to my book again.
"Come here," said Mr. Travers.
pointing to the stool upon which
his feet had rested before he trans
ferred them to the fender. "I have
something to say to you. Child,
answer 'me truly - are you not
grieving for an old lover? I heard
something from Mrs. .Wilburton,
that an aunt-"
"Chose me a husband," and I
laughed scornfully. "There was
but one fortune, and she wanted it
to answer for both; so' she asked
him to marry me. It was a year
ago to-night."
"And you-"
"Refused to be bargained away
that was all."
I did not sit down, but stood
there, defiantly. I knew there was
a scarlet flush upon each cheek, and
that my brown eyes were fiashing,
yet I was in no coquettish mood, I
should as soon have thought of
trying to charm the old houskeeper.
"A brave lover, truly ! Child, I
am not sure but that I can bestow
some of that much coveted happi
ness upon you. You are poor, and
a woman; you can not go in search
of it as men do. Will you marry
me? I am old enongh to be your
grandfather, and perhaps no angel
in temper; but I think I can appre
ciate your pretty, delicate ways.
As my wife, you -will have many
luxuries, and I promise not to be a
hard master. Do your duty faith
fully by me for a few years, and
then you will be your own mistress,
with wealth enough to give you all
you desire. Come, will you do
this, and give me this little hand in
return?"
I was struck dumb with astonish
ment. During the four months
that I had been here, not one look
or word could have given me the
impression that Mr. Travers thought
of me in any other light than that
of a paid servant.
A tap on the door roused us
both. It was Mrs. Wilburton.
"Here is the evening mail, sir
Jasper went over to Worzdey, and
was detained. Will you ha some
tea brought in?'' she asked.
"Yes, take care of the papers,'
Miss Delphy, and hand me my
glasses. Mrs. Wilburton, will you
take Miss Delphy over to church
presently, and let her hear the
oas She stays in doors too
mmk/'
The good woman glanced at me
wonderingly, and assented, bidding
me roll out the table, and put on
the cloth, while she went Tor the
tea.
"Stay, Mrs. Wilburton !" and he
detained her with a wave of the
hand. "How is this?--a letter de
layed, and a guest coming to keep
Christmas ! Will ypu have a fire
lighted in a spare room immediate
ly? And we should have sent to
meet the train. Ah ! that must be
my friend. Bring him in here.
Miss Delphy, exert your sense of
beauty to tidy the room. Put away
the books and stir up the fire."
I hurried through with the for
mer, and was at the latter when a
firm, manly tread sounded in the
room, and then a confusion of
greetings.
"Pardon my negligence. Vernon;
but this letter, which should have
reached me yesterday, has just
come. You are none the less wel
come, however; but you would have
been spared the tramp from the
station."
"Which I enjoyed exceedingly, so
give yourself no uneasiness. I am
glad to find you so well. Have
you not taken a new lease of life?"
"I was thinking cf it, just as
your letter came. A creaking gate,
you know." And Mr. Traves gave
a peculiar little laugh. "Miss
Delphy, Vernon-Mr. Mollineaux."
"I have met Miss Delphy before.
I did not know-" and he glanced
curiously at me. "How did you
come here ? Pardon me, but-"
"I wanted some one who could
read decently, add un a column of
figures, write a letter, and move
without disturbing the whole use.
My housekeeper recommend this
young woman, who was out of em
ployment. Is there any thing un
o:Lhodox ? Has she run away,
and are -her friends fi
re'wards ?"
"My having met Miss Delphy
before is unfortunate if it should
lead to any such misapprehensions,"
he answered quietly.
Mrs. Wilburton brought in the
tea.
"Will you wait upon the -Me,
Pauline ?" she' ald. "Josephine
has gone to her sister's, so I must
look after the room."
"And see if you can not find
something more substantial for, a
weary traveler. I always take my
tea in here of an evening. It is
hard work to get about."
"And it is really delightful with
this beautiful fire. I have seen
nothing so home-like for a Iong
while."
"What are you going away for,
Vernon ?" Mr. Travers asked, i:hi
abrupt fashion.
"I ? Oh, love of change, I sup
pose," with a short, forced laugh.
"But I thought you had determ
ined to settle down and be happy,
which savored of marrlAge to me.
A fine old estate, too ! Vernon, you
have not learned wisdom yet. Or
did your old relative saddle the
property with some unreasonable
request ?"
"It certainly was right that the
Manor should come back to the
family and since my grandfather's
wife had no children of her own-)'
"Did she want to endow a hospit
al, then 1"
-'No. There was a relative, a
young lady, that she provided for
with some money, but owing to an
unfortunate clause or command,
that could not be fulfilled, this person
was rendered portionless. I have
been making all efforts to find her."
"Is this the trouble that sends
you away ?"
Mr. Mollineaux fibshed under
the other's keen eyes.
"I have p mag~niter in the
hands of a a ed~ wyer, andlI
think now that we nnot live at
Mollineaux Manor ,so I
shall l&ve it for her I
can do very well.'
"Vernon, why do you not a
You young men are vEy foolish,
think. You spend yir best year.
in roving, and, wamn you are qug
and full.f whims, marry some wo
man to torment, and wepd&k that
you are not happy. &ome, now,
there is a good suggestion."
"It was a plan of murdagethat
made the trouble"
"And you reasd ?*r
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JOB PRI.AT I
DONE WITH Nsa.THsa AND
TERMS CASHr.
"What objection could sbe y
to you, Vernon Mollineaux? Of a
good age, well looking, certail:
and pleasant tempered; tat i ca
certify to. What more didr she
want ? You are a fooi to givele
another thought. Enjoy your.
or, look up some more seniali
woman, and let her dothebes abl .
can. Miss Delphy, will you _d ;
some more tea I Yes, I-say Wi
else could she want, unless youdid
not fancy her and she knew it"
Vernon Mollineaux glanced.ap I
had turned ny face'away_roiMr
Travers, and of necessity, "t was
towards him. For an instant or
eyes met.
"She must have known- that I
liked her. She gave me no opP
tunity to love her. Still, Ifa he
cond nt love me, it was,
enough. There is no
punishing her for what -a ,d
possible."
"Yet, I don't see why you '
away.'
"Is she refuses daally to -nux ,;
me;-her portion, of ten thoa
lollars, is divided into variONOY
:luests. There is nothing 4
o offer her save the Mann
hall insist upon her ac
iome there with my cou in. It
an unjust apd arbitrary wiius
eel as if I had been- the.case
much suffering to her."
"But you can not .ihd her!
and Mr. Traver' looked up.
plexed.
"I learned something to.da
may be of some use-to my
They were through wlk
supper now, and I began
awy the th'ns but M
still interested, pursuetthe
[lost the bits.ofaguet~
going in and out,.bui w
rul fdrmy ch ~.
Did Vernon Mollineaux
How could-a man tove at -tbue
dgof an e Vas4 ani
Yet I could noIdds t
Kollfnesueda.i
oing.. An&ik ann
Travers, and escspe him n
kindnesB?
"Mr. Travers,I sat4
back, "you igli hdneee
an hour or so.-"
"Yes; you were going
hiterrpt omigie
mas Eve is- like t
people." -
But Josephine
"Mrs. Winlbura lat*
have the-ho.uheine '
I think she would e
the cold."
"Allow me 9
Del". Nay,1wsd
I wat tq iy ha
to her that my past
me aright to.. We
away. Get you r
Pauline.
The expan mutn
better say where tht
Travers'
one lna
Ilobjected tola
Peraps, itIhad not
upon him- '
We walked ophedLti e
through the coe~yi
street. Them..he a iew
through his ara -
absolutely sbelei.
-gr. The bells ha4
g~ow, but there ws
sense of sofness
sirs I thought ofz,
song. 'eeo
bled with ag
"Are you$ S
etons ,owe.
line, did $atSend
You were ivem*.te
and
much.Y~
this
but I had
atdisire

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