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ORAN^EBURG, SOUTH CABOMA, MAY 1, 18758,
oNTo. 13-.
THE OllANorEBUJUf TIMES
Is published every
WEDNESDAY,
or.yngkruiUi,en.,s?iifn < ??lina
i^jjtti U?b~ '?? -A'
IIEYWAUD & BEAKI).
UtmSCRti'tion ratrs:
a rear, in advance?31 for six Month
JOll PRINTING in all iti derailments,
neatly executed, Give n* a call.
POF.TKY.
Cling to Those Who Cling to Yon.
There arc many friends of Mtmincr,
Who are kind vrh'de flowers bloom,
Hut when winter chi'lsthc. blossoms,
2'hey de]>nrt with the perfume.
On the broad highway of action
Friends of worth are far ami few;
So when one lias proved Ids friendship,
Cling to him who clings to yon.
?f.'t' ly.Vii > ? ? ?
J)n not harshly judge your neighbor,
iJonotdeem hislif'j unt nie,
If he m ikes no great pretensions,
Ueeds are great though words are few.
Those who stand amid the ten* peat,
Firm us when the skies are hhic,
Will be friends while lifoemltireth,
Cling to tko*e who cling t<i yon:
ll'licn yon see a vfbrthj1 brother
Jhifletingthe MorMt main,
Lend a helping.band fraternal,
Till ha hs ??? altoroa.jua.
Don't desert the oltl and tried friend
"When lajfforUme conies in view,
For he then needs friendships comforts,
Cling to tho-e who ding ton-^u
ivy i1ki.kn ci.aukk.
"Conrad!"
The horseman startled in Ids saddle
..as the voice of the speaker |'ol 1 upon his
ear.
"Ah! who comas ?". ho asked, gu/ipg
tupon the.tail, willowy figure of the; wo
.inan *lml bad appeared to unceremoni
(ously in.the path.
?".It is I, your parents' old,liu-'J-t^Ucopcr,
iNervciwt. iDo you not remember of hav
ing heard the,name ?"
?*'Ay?j I do rutnemher well. Can it k.e
possible you have returned aller ?o many
years? Does your guilty conscience
? direct your ibotst.ps hither? or have yon
.come tobeg forgiveness forn great wrong
. in the past ?
"Reproach me not by recalling the .deeds
jfor which I am truly penitent. I will
(disclose to you a deep mystery if.you will
promise, to credit, trust and act."
"I think I can trust you ' he said, hesi
tatingly.
"You have learned, ere this time, that
ithc o1 servant, Ncrveua, w?uj entirely
linnoi .n|. and not the murderer of your'
,jjttbcr'a?obl gardener, for th- guilty one
.was sentenced years ago. Your parents
should have known their servant belter.
.Sooner woubl I have taken my own life }
(than have st;;incd niS'soul wjtji so great
ii crime. Aipl when they, \\))o Jiftd al
way.s been my friends, turned upon mc
with scorn, 1 contemplated revenge?I
tied?bearing with mc their only son, a
mere infant but one year old, and had
not fully realized the consequences until
J w;|4> f/tjrly on my way. With bis win
some and confiding trust, 1 loved am]
.directed him in the way that whs right.
Two years after, I learned bis father re
gretted that he had been so hasty, and
, as he mourned his lost child so deebly,
il resolved that Ambrose Le Wynde
should rear his own son. I returned to
my old home after disguising myself mi
.that detection was impossible, und ob
.taincd an interview. JIc admired the
bright intelligence of the child clinging
.?to me. I soon made known my errand,
requested them to become the child's
parents, as he bad no other but them.
After some consideration they consented,
.little dreaming .hey bad adopted one
;V;.whont they supposed dead; for I bad
learned as much from their lips. Thus
it has been for years. Hut the \voi>! is
to conic?a secret unrcvcal d. Have you
no question, Conrad? Know yon the
rest?"
''But'who is A1 ford Lc Wynde?" lie
asked, \\< a bitter smile curved bislii>.
"Who is bo? an impostor. Inspired
with hope, I. trusted film with, the whole
transaction, sending him hither to an
nounce to Ld Wyiitjc that his son still
lived. But became avi111 a de.-cptive lie
Upoii Iiis lips, and claimed the. mime and
I place that is yours, J was very ill at the
time of which i tohj him to inform your
father that be might come and hear my
confession. He never ciime, because he
was basely dc'CcJved. A1 ford thinks mo
dead. Let it be so; but I will repay his
falsd tone, ami I can safely inform yen
thut ho is your bitter enemy. Ho would
woo the baud ofMadaliuc 1 >ayeripori."
"My betrothed ? He will rite pie day
hoover eamc between her 1 I tv.eahd inc.
1 must go, now. Come, ISclvctm, lb
yo?r old lieme. 1 believe you, and you
are forgiven." . \
"Not at preseni; but 1 have taken up
my abode within the limits of the forest
leading from yonder path, ami should
trouble com v u pur. you, I urn everat your
terviet?anything to efihee that one1 mis
take. I aim nearly overwhelmed with j
the weight of years, untl trenthjed lest I
should bo ealicU from this world bearing'
with ime that which has been a heavy
burden -i can breathe- more freely now;
adieu."
\y<!cfcniuutgino the strange am! e.\
i.iting thoughts that thronged tho brain
of Conrad tie hu hasftmed onward. He
was jHd|ng through ti Ne w England forest,
;.vlobr:tted for its deep ra vi juts jiu'tl ro
-pmnlu'se?nory. Tho jsjpjtl^ of evening !
Wi.ro fast approaching, The (j^u critic
*^ytf i,7?fS8 . ?? ,? j .,__
bourn.-, which now and then Sprayed
t-hrotigh an opening in the thick foliage.
Occasionally a dark cloud momentarily
ujvd (hep1 bright rays. Were they
suggestive of gf.'pe deep mystery I hat
hovcftd in tji'i .ytrjiosphcrc? C jtratV*
I blue eye, Usually wearing h calm expres
sion, n?>w, while his thought? were busv
and excited 'from t'h? seem; which had
just transpired, occasitfuuilly dilated with
wonder or sparkled with indignation. Ho
j p as young ami handsome, and his appear
ance indicated thai be was a gentleman,
occupying asocial position in the best
circle of society.
lie was Hearing the highway with no
suspicion of any lurking enemy or im
pending evil. Suddenly !.;? was hurled
.senseless and woumb ! to the ground. A
j short distance from the path was a high
I batik margining a beautiful lake. Hither
hp was dragged und !i"i.! ihc verge over
looking the crystal water i cncalh il was
the purpose of tli ? assiis in i<. precipitate
the body I'M 1 the lake. If is eyes opened
and be recognized his brother, A1 ford I.e
Wyndo, A look of wonder settled ovor
his face as he realized his perilous po'si:
lion. Then Ihc elctir cry of "Help!
Murder! Oh! help!" rang (nil on the
stillness of ihc night. A heavy plunge
into tho water followed twidall Wa.- again
still. A.- Alionl hurried away cvck hi?
villainous heart shuddered at the appeal
ing cry ol his victim.
"I darosay/' said this heartless crimin
al, "ho will slumber as peacefully, us with
bis head upon his pillow dreaming of the
great happiness lhat was in .-tore for him.
? Ha! ha! His lad) love will watch in
vain for the bridegroom. I swear by the
powers of heaven, Madulino Davenpoii
-hall become mine beforo another year
expires. Ship (>n my noble htoilier,
while I 140 ?ml win my bride."
Marvin I 'hi van port.had for years been
very prosperous n-^ a banker. No was
considered very wealthy, lie idolized
hist daughter, and gratified her every
wish. Every luxury which could he ;it
taincd by his income was hers. At hist,
however, b} a sudden turn of fortune -
a great pecuniary disaster? ho found that
he was about to lose nearly all thai he
possessed, ilv found some solace, how
ever; in the prospocl of MndaJiuc's ap
proaching marriage with Conrad Lo
Wynde, bui the sudden n.od mysterious
disappearance of (he hit tor, dashed Otis
hope, and hl!? il ihc h*?arl of Iiis betrothed
and his friends also, with alarm und
grief.
Thrc<- montl ? nnsscii away. Tin; fc-,:'i
sunlight fell with a mellow radiance o\' r
the .sunny head of the bunker's daught ?,
as it rented wearily near the crimson <y -
tains. Her lace was, pale and wan.. j V.
heavy sigh escaped her its she gnacu :>
.struotodly from the w indow, wntchL jr
tho gleams of cosy light among "I*
clouds. She murmured softly and }
Igretfuily, "Oh, must I be false to Ot.^
lad's love, or sacrifice my aged falb- h
I would toil like a menial sooner tMi
wed Alford LcAVyndc. How bear. ! ?
I in bun, too, to propose so soon :\'.\- v j
death of his brother ! Hut nrY fat- j
dreads, an expose ol his misfortu'ues_, .');!
the crushing scorn that would '^arrourji
him. Perhaps, it is well it -lumhl, 'h
thus. Ah. there is many a heart tlm.^x:
broken and bruised, yet its sorrows :> U
borne'with patient endurance, and J wjf1,
also strive calmly to bear this bunl^-V
So absorbed was she in her oyirfi
thoughts, that she did nd*t herd the ste L
of the man approaching her. He whjSfjf
cd an ottoman to "her feet, ami sat dov.j.
She started : a Hush of indignation mr
tied her brow as she. arose abruptly ;
surveved him with a look ot mingledr^ -
t'onishnient and contempt. His lips
'irmly, -in 1 a coo!. m:e!i-. iou ?::iancc ea>
iron, his dark eye. Looking full 2
Hushing face, lie said : j
"Pardon me lor my seeming heartlV ?
ness, but cant:olj|oti bestow one sprtvf? V
love jpon him vim would save- y -
fatlu r Irom ruin? 1 am jo siws.oil' P
huge means now. My father has ?1 ^ j
me ujl r f bis pre.pevty. since poor Coo/J {.
is no more.
"Have yon Uo rtsj.eel for him / VY* ;
do \ott seek to hasten this iv.-^t?^k
\'{r$k ? My heart, loo, >c.ui:< to wdiispir
that he is not dead."
"Vou are evidently owurchis horse re
turned bearing trnccs.pl'blond upon'the
saddle."
She shuddered, co,v< rih?' her fneo >vith
her hands. " Yes* yes, 1 remember. I
b g of you never again to mention it. 1
cannot bear the thought of it."
She paused a moment, abstractedly;
and then resumed :
"J know your errand. My poor father
is bankrupt. It will bo impossible to
conceal bis true conditio:? bpyoipl three
weeks from this time. If 1 wed you I
can rave hint. The condition is one of
fearful cost to mc; it is indeed a terrible
sacrifice, but upon one condition I will
make it ; that is that tho cqioniony shall
not take place until the morning before
the expiration of the time, when my
father's fail in would bo made public,
lint, rejnc|ubcr, my heart goes not with
my band, <.,r it is buried with Conrad."
lie b fj the room abruptly, nod a few
minutes later, the house. A triumphant
smile was upon his lips; !?.;. object \yas
m arly accomplished and his In art. was
beginning to beat with renewed hope.
Mis visits had become frcaptent. at tho
residence of the banker, who regarded
him favorably for his evident devotion to
Madalinc and his feigned sorrow for Iiis
murdered brother. Tho young man Ad
vanced bis cause adroitly, and the hank
er listened to his proposal for his daugh
ter's band with the greatest sattsfalion,
begging her to accept wno so good und
noble, for his sake; audio lot the..pre
<e;ii and tuturu obliterate all the past.
The wedding day dawned and the as
ncmblcd company were anxiously waiting
the bridal party. The rccollcctiou of
I ho bride's beauty and vivacity contrast
ed so strongly with her Mid, changed lace,
in three short mouths, and the company
could not comprehend it. To Ihcm her
own grief and her Ijuhcr's misfortunes
wer.- unknown. They were constrained
and sil.i t. The Jctobcr sun .--hone
brightlv, adding a golden glorv, as it
mingled with the have's tinted with scar
let and orange. A low murmur welcom
ed the bride. Hd,Y beautiful she look
ed ; ti i how paloand sad. As .-ho lean
ed upon (he ai m d'the man to whom .she
mu.>l pledge tlnj most soli am vows, she
shivered and g/ow (hint. At the bare
thought of il, fno room lo grow dark.
With a si i n. :?; ? -ho nanaged to control
her agitation. Occasi innlly fe.be glanced
furtively nbou her, forghfc&lt stinngwl)
aware that some crisis was approaching,
nearer and nearer. Jl was a feeling she
could not understand; but her intui
tions appeared to be keenly aroused. A
silence reigned throughout the assembly
as the ceremony proceeded. With deep
solemity the man of God repented these
wo ids :
"If any present can show just cause
why these two may not lawfully be join
ed together in wedlock, lot them now
speak, or forever after hold their peace."
There was a moment's pause; the
bride trembled violently ami the biide
grorm's lips whitened as he case a hur
ried glance among the guests. He stin t
ed, and nn ashen paleness ovcrsproa'd his
face, as ho bebeld tho. well-remembered
countenance of a woman who had Arisen
from her scat.
"Hold ! I forbid tho luarringe.1'
For nn instant a dread silence follow
ed ; then the tall form of the woman ad
vanced near the bridal group, at the
sanid timo removing from her head a
hood, revealing the. features of Nerver.a.
Ambrose Le Wynde .'tailed forward,'a
frown darkening his br w as he exclaim
ed :
"Xcrvena DeLoycd, what means this
intrusion ?"
"Ask that bold impostor there, who
stards quaking with fear, why 1 have
come!" she answered, pointing in the
I'dircctioi of AI ford, who was regarding
the scene like one struck 'suddenly duinb.
"Alford !-~t. .John," She continued,
$'$'oi\rschemes, your hypocrisy, and your
printed have come lo naught. You have
blindly, madly persisted in your iniqui
ties, tui'tli the day of retribution is U]ion
ibo jMttViiuicd. :
"Know you, Ambrose LcWyndc, thai"
he is no son of 'ours; but to have ac
complished his purposes he would have
taken tho life of htm who was born your
only son. Look at him; is not guilt
v, rfttcp upon his brow': Only a brief
year you have known him. Did you
never mark the resemblance between
Conrad and Lady Le Wynde? Believe
mo, my words are true, am! yon:-own son
is now- hero."
Turning to the audience, M-.e contin
ued :
"Gome forward, Conr.nl LcWyndc."
A murmur of susprisc ran through the
room, and a moment thcrcaflo: tho as
sembly was thrilled with excitement, as
a pule youth emerged from one corner
where ho had been partially concealed
behind a curtain. It was the fare and
form of t Jonrad Le Wvnde. 1 lo advanced,
deliberately fixing his eyes upon tie- !><
wildercd bridegroom; who shook as if
frozen with terror. He was fare to face
with the man ho supposed that he had
killed, and will; the terrible truth thai
his crimes were discovered. He raised
his arms, wildly, above his bead, and
with a sharp cry fell forward, insensible.
1 ur dilfcrcnt was it with Madaliuc.
Her beautiful face changed and brighten
ed, as she beheld her lover; she forgot,
for the moment, all- around hor, in the
happiness which bis presence bestowed,
and as she fell his arm encircle her form,
she uttered from the fulness of her heart,
the words: "Alive! saved!"
They conveyed A1 ford to a couch.
There w;is an ominous pallor upon his
I'aee; it required but a glance to read the
truth ?In-was dead ! A consultation of
physicians declared that his death was
the result of disease of the In or;, but that
the event had been hastened by the sud
den sjioek to his system, which had ju I
t ranspired.
fcyeod the joy of these happy homes and
of united hearts, be narrated? Happy,
indeed, at the return of one \\h mi they
Wad supposed dead; ami to learn, tuore
ovor, that he was truly the rightful son
ami hoir of Ambrose Lc Wynde; but it
was not unmixed with sadness and horror
at the crimes and the terrible but deserved
fate of him w ho had sough) t*> perpetrate
crinif ? of such enormity to gain his sel
l mi and unholy ends.
7\ irycnn related the history of the lad
she bad given into the charge, of the Lc
Wynde's. She had watched the events
that trau pi red, and wa: ao'w the iustrtv
mcut of restoring again the lost son to
his home.
When Conrad was attacked she was
riot far away. She heard Ids cries, and
hastened to his assistance, arriving upon
the spot in time to rescue. Iiis senseless
and bleeding form as il arose .to the sur
face. For weeks after,bohad lain hoy.er*
irig on the very brink of the grave, but
under her care he at last recovered.
When he bad gained suil|cip|tt strength,
she related to him what bad occurred,
and told him also of the contemplated
marriage?having obtained the inform
ation from Madalinc's waiting maid.
Bhe accepted the offer ?f her former
position, happy that she bad restored the
son they bad mourned Hs twice dead.
A few months la or, a pleasant new
home was made on a portion of the Lc
Wvmle estate, ami thither Conrad con
voyed Ids bride, more beautiful than ever
in her returning health and happiness.
Widowhood.
"J think it must be a jolly thing to hen
young \ydow !" 1 heard this remark the
other day, in a grqijp of hpighiug girls.
I think J remember saying such a thing
myself in.tliecareless girlish time.-. Do1
you know, girls, what it is to bea widow?
It is to be ten times more open to comment
and criticism than any demoiselle could
possibly be. It is to lt;ive men gaze .as
you pass. lir. t ?t you; then at your blac k
dress, and then at your widow's cap, until
your sensitive nerve quivers undei the
infliction; It is to have one ill-natuvcd
person say: 'J wo'rider again ?" and an
other answer: "Until she gets a -good
chance, I suppose!" It is now and then to
meet a glance of real sympathy .generally*
tbatyoo meet, und 1'eel your v-Vf-j fill ?f
the token, so rare that it js ahi/f unloqke'd
for. It is to have your fashionable
friends condole with von aftqr the follow
ing fashion: "O, well] it's a dreadful loss.
We knew yqu'd feel it, poor dear." And
I in the next breath. "Von will be sure to
marry again, ami y >ur widow's cup is
V( ry becoming to, von.'
Bui it is inure than this to bea y.ij.oy
it is to mis. the gtrpngarui that you have
leaned upon, iljp [rue faith that yon knew
could never fjjilyou, though.all theworj.d
might forsake you. It is to missithe dear,
vioce that u^t.pd your name with a ten
derness none other could give it. ft is
to hear never inote the well-known foot
steps that you fjcjy so gladly once to
meet. To sec no more- the face that, to
your adoring eyes, sc'imcd as the face of
the any: ].- of I !od ! To fpe.1 no more the
j twining arms that folded you so lovingly
the (bar eyes that, looking in to your own
said so plainly, whate'erit might seem to
Others, yours was the fairest face earth
held for him. It is to light with a mighty
sorrow as a man with the waves that
overwhelm him, and to hold it at arm's
length tor a while; only to have, in hours
of loneliness and weakness, the torrent
roll over you, while, poor, storm-driven
dove, you se< no haven of pence in the
distance but I leaven!
But, thank pod ! it is yet more than
this to be a widow. It is to feel thai the
soul which was par! of wiir being on earth
is an ntigcl now, to know that in the spirit
land he yearns for your voice, your touch
yourpresonco that even there his lips have
not forgotten to syllable tl;c sacred name
of wife, that bis memory pure and true,
guards and w raps you in its mantle of
protection;'that if you too tiro good and
true, the good Father will seed for you
alte,- a while to the far country, where
your lover waits, and where the hearts
that have severed on earth will be uni
ted in 1 lea veil'
Fersiotency ami Ferseveranc?;.
ny i i i ; 'unuu'i:.
Charley jumped up, with an unearthly
shout -such as only little! lmys are ca
pablc of producing? and, aller a variety
of somersaults, in which head, arms, and
Icji seemed mixed in inextricable con
fusion, he finally di appeared from the
loom, elated at the idea of add rosing a
??bully letter" to his aunt. But hardly
toy minutes had elapsed before his curly
head again appeared, with a face bearing ?
evident traces of the severe oafileal
which his youthful bruins hud been su
jerjed.
"Mamma, ujaninm!" he cried, VI .can't
think what to first. Won't yoij telji
nie, like n real good, gay, old mamma?'1
'Charley, I told you not to trouble ni
Kithq; ?\ud >yritc your letter ail yo'
?=0.11", or giyc it ijp."
The little hoy disappeared for 'width
ten minutes, and then returned, with aq
expression that would have been hag:
gard on an older face, saying.in plaintlvo ~f
teller ?
'Mamma, I have told aunt Ntflly
about finding my lour little white bun:
nies with nothing left but their h<
and lu?w Tokey choked the six rats that
ate than?(served them right, the nasty
things?)?and how my lug rooster whip
ped llilly Jones' rooster, and made him
blci d awful; and how I had the stomach
ache, and Biddy gave nie some pepper
mint tea: and?I wish you'd give me
some mamma?I'm so tired, and I led
just as if my stomach would acho agnin,
by-:uul-by. Won't you give me some
peppermint, mother, and tell mo some
thing real jolly to write?''
(.'bailey's piteous nice an^ jdaiulhe
voice were enough t.? melt tho heart of a
stoic; Jptt his umtlu-r, wjiolly Uunioved,
said again? . ;
"Co back to your le{|er utonce, and
do not trouble me again."
So tjie child retired once more, look
ing very disconsolate. After this, we sat
in eon^tunj expectation of Charley's ru
appe:iranec; but, a whole hour having
pa-.rbJ in onbiokou quiet, our suspicious
wepe grou>cf|, und, going into his room,
We futicd. i?toLljtan- boy fyutiwsleep.
lly ncycr had an op|?
fate of the decapitated bunnJ
or exult at the terrible punishment
their tle.-lroyers; nor to thrill with Wll
tor at the graphic accounts given by
Charley of tho contests between thp
roosters; or expend her sympathies upon'
the little, boy himself, for tho sulusringa
which he had so vividly portrayed. P?y
j his persistency, he had succeeded in ob
I mining the writing material he so earn
estly desired ; but, when it came to finish:
jug tho letter, after the novelty of the
tiling had passed away, then sonic little
perseverance was necessary, and alas!
poor Charley was found wanting.
Whatever Charley could gain by an
untiring, deliberate system of tenting, ho
generally got; but what could only be
obtained by industry and perseverance,
he had to do without. Most bf little hoys,
are constitutionally lazy?and, as perse
verance cannot exist in such nn atmos
phere, it is rather an uncommon element
in the making-up of little boys. It
would be wise for them to cujtiyatc it, as
}t can be acquired by patience und de
termination ; and a spirit of perseverance
will surmount, all obstacles, and accomp
lish wonders,,in this, our working world.
A Crock ?iuhur proposed to dip his
pen in honey, rose-buds, violets, and all
vernal blooms, to write on the subject of
kissing. Another?a poet, of course?;
declared that no pen could do justice to
this delightful business, which had nql
been dipped in a kiss itself.
The New York Tribune of thp I?t
s.v. s: A subscriber, writing from lb a
fort, South Carolina, warmly interested
in Ivolbnn, writes:
"South Carolina will lje represented
at Cincinnati by trqo ijicn and truo
Itcpublicniv, though they are scarce here/
Jo.xks said to Hawkins, a crusty old
bachelor:?What a pity that poor old
violden has goim blind. Ix>$? of sight is
a terrible t}jing, and the poor fellow's eyes
are quite sc.!. ! op." "Let 'him marry,
t hen!" exclaimed the waspish old celibate,
"let him marry, and if thpt dott'tpperi ht?
oyi , then -his case is indeed hopeless.
'Never mind the. obituary, jtrlge.^
saitl a Montana culprit when tho court
became pathetic in pronouncing the sen
tence "Lot's fix the timo for tho fune
ral."

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