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MOSES M. BROWN,
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June 18, 1873 18 ly
COTTON GINS. "
THE UNDERSIGNED IS AGENT FOR
the celebrated Prize-Medal Taylor Gin, of
which he has sold 25 in this county. Also, the
Neblett & Goodrich Gin, highly recommended
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July 10, 1873 21 tf
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BEN BOLT ?ND SWEET ALICE.
BY AMANDA MINNIE DOUOLAS3.
Oh, don't you l-cni ember Hwcct Alice, Ben Bolt,
Sweet Alice, whose hair was so brown?
AVho blushed with dclig/it when you gave her
And trembled with fear at your frown?
In the old church-yard in the valley, Ucn Bolt,
In a corner secluded and lone,
They have lilted a slab of granite, so gray,
And sweet Alice licsunder thestone.-lixowaii.
Don't you remember? Are those thrco
magic words?a key herewith wc may
unlock the flood-gates of her heart, and
send the sweet waters of the past over the
plains and down the hills of the fair land
known in our heart's experience as by
gone? Even so. There rises before us
visions of a time when the bright, deep
eyes of tnc young spring gazed shily at
us from beneath the ermined mantle of
winter?when the blue violets stole their
first tints from the blue sky above; wheu
the cowslips of May, and the golden
hearted butter-cups first jeweled the slcn
der blades of grass; and the hawthorn
grew white with its blossoms; when we
roamed the woods the. whole of that long,
warm, June holiday, weaving garlands
and listening to the concert of birds in
?.hat dark, mistletoe-wreathed oaken for
est. There was one in years ngonc that
prayed?"Lord keep my memory green,"
and the clinging tendrils of our hearts
arc ycarningy to this prayer.
Hut green and fresh as the poet's
prayer, had the heart of lien Holt been
kept?from his early boyhood to the hour
he sat by bis old friend, and.listened to
the song of by-gone days. Not "through
a glass, darkly," did ho review those
scene of the past, but it was the going
back of the boy-heart to other hearts of
There was a little red school house with
its dusty windows, und desks that had
been.knicked many a time, trying pen
kmv'eJs"; Yfs tall stern looking teacher,*'
whose heavy voice caused the younger
ones to tremble; its rows of boys and girls
with their beads bent attentively down
ward to their books and slates. The
winter wind sang and whistled without,
and though some few childish hearts tried
to find words for its mournful notes they
were too y*oung and happy to know that
it carried desolation and heart-ace in its
wail; yet did they learn it in after days.-.
Thvn there came a few light, round
snow-balls, so tiny that it. must have been
the sport of the storm spirits in the eld
rich revels,?changing by and by to
feather (lakes, that danced about ever ?o
gaily. How the children's eyes grew
bright as they looked at one auothcr,and
thought of the tnery rides down hill, and
the snow-balling that would make the
play ground ring again. The last lessons
were said, books put aside, and in place
of the silence reigned gay, glad voices.
Kate Ashley threw back her jetty ring
lets, und laughed through her sparkling
eyes, as she gave Jamie Mat via that bit
of a curl ho had teased for so long, be
cause she knew that Jamie had the p/et
tiest sled in the whole school. Ah, a bit
of a coquette was that same gleeful,
romping Kate; and there was Sophie
Dale, looking as demure as a kitten walk
ing from a pan of new milk, and payful
as a kitten t- o, was she, in spite of her
quiet looks; and the stately Elizabeth?
Queen Bess thoy call her, and I question
if England's Queen had haulier car
riage; but apart from those who were
eagerly look for friends to take them
home?stood Alice May?sweet Alice?
Very beautiful sind lovable was she, with
her winsome, childish lace, blue eyes,and
soft, brown curls.?She was delicate and
fragiic, you might almost fancy her a
little snow child, or a lost fairy babe.
Nearly all the. children bad departed,
amid the joyful shouts and jingling bells,
but yet tho sweet little child alone, until
a rich boyish voioc, startled her by say
"No one goes your way, Alice, do
?'No, I guess, not, Ben," she replied,
in her fine snow-bird like tones.
'?Well, the snow is too deep for you to
walk, so I guess I will ent ry you home."
"Oh, no, I'm too heavy to be carried
so far," and she laughed so low and
"Heavy! no, you're just like thistle
down, or a snow flake, Ally; I could car
ry you to England and back again, with
out being at all fatigued ;" a?d ho tossed
the little girl in his arms, '
"Ko, no, the boys will laugh at you,
Ben," and she struggled.
"What do I care? they may laugh at
Ben Bolt as much as they like," and the
brayo boy drew himself up proudly, and
puslipd tho chesnut curls from his bread,
fair^fdrehend ; "but I do not mean to
frigiden you, Alice," he continued, as he
sawojow how the little girl trembled.
t'v she put oh her bonnet and cloak,
nU'd^'took her in his arms as if she had
beck a bird, while the little tiny thing
nestled down on his shoulder, as he went
sttni.bling through the snow, saysiuggay
pleaVant things, that made the shy little
gii'H&Ugh, and when, at length, he open
ed-jjjir mother's cottage door, he stood on
thoTToor, saying, "There! Mrs. May, I
brow ;ht Alice home, lest she should get
burjjrd in a snow bank; she's such a weeny
litttything;" and before Mrs. May could
tha?t-'. him, he was ought of sight,
- ^WgPtho winter began to wane, and
nowMlien a soft, mild day, would come
thaSSjgscncd the pyramid and snow house
materially. "Such a pity," they said, and
wifhafc. winter would last always; but
thcii; was one little wren-like voice that
pruysil for violets and blue birds.
TljO pyramid tumbled down, the snow
houmgreu' thinner and thinner, and the
boy^TTested about iti being in a der.line,
till t itc day it disappeared?faded away
like *?> many of their childish hopes.
Tin glad spring came with its larks
and *uses, and one delightful day the
chihAeir went a Maying. Kate Ashley
was'XPuccn, and a brilliant Queen she
was (fob. but Ben Bolt gathered white
violtire; and braided them in the soft
eurlsVbf Alice, and told her she was
sweetv'r and dearer than a thousand May
Q.iui i';'. like Kate. Child as she was, his
worfcmade the sunshine brighter, and
loruiiftehuntmcnt to the atmosphere of
riljie long Juno day came, encircling
the irrccn earth with a coronal of roses,
and making it redolent with perfume;
r.nd i l the warm noontide hour the chil
dren strolled to the foot of the hill, and
clustering together?told over their chil
dish hopes of the future, f-'onie lured by.
ambition: some dreamed of quiet country
repose, some of gay city life; but there
was one whose eve kindled and voune
fnoe (lushed with enthusiasm, as he spoke
of the sparkling blue waters, and tho
brave ships that breasted them so eal
Ben Bolt was going to sea. Captain
Shirley, as generous, wholc soul being as
ever (rod the deck, was to take him under
his protection the next five years. There
wore exclamations of surprise and sorrow
fron\. the children ; haunts were visited
and revisited ; they sat down in the shade
of the old sycamore, and listened to the
musical muriner of the brook, and the
dreamy hum of "Applcton's mill; ex
changed keep.-nkes, and promised to ic
mcmbcr the merry, bravo hearted hoy,
whose home would he the wide, blue
Alice May seldom joined them.?She
was so delicate and timid,nud the thought
of Ben's departure (illed her eyes wirb
teal's, so she would steal away alone,
fearful of the ridicule of her hardier
But one night Ben came to Mrs. May's
cottage, to bid them good-bye. Alice
stood oy the windows watching the stars,
wondering what made them so dim?
never thinking of the tears that dimmed
her eyes, as Ben told over his hopes so
joyfully. She could not part with him
there, so she walked through the little
door-yard, and ?tood beside the gate,
looking like n golden-crowned angel iu
the yellow moonlight; and when he told
ever again how large she, would be on
'his return, that he would not daro to call
her his little Alice than, as he looked
back linger Hngly, she laid a soft brown
curl in his hand, saying:
"I have kept it for you this long, long
time, Ben; ever since you brought me
home through the snuw, do you remem
He did remember, and with one. pas
sionate burst of grief, he pressed her little
girl to his bosom, and the brave hearted
boy sobbed the farewell he could find no
But live ynnrs arc not always a life
time. True, it was such to tho quiet,
thoughtful Charlie Allen, whoso large,
dark eyes had stolen brilliancy from his
j books; and tho laughing, Belle Archer?
both were laid to deep iu the old church
yai'd, when the night stars shone on their
graves.?Others wentout to seek a fortune
in the gay world, and, and some grew
I into miniature men and women by their
. own sweet firesides; but Alice May seein
| ed still a child. Yet sho was taller, and
her slight form more gracefully develop
I cd; but there wn3 the same angel looking
through her eyes as had watched there
in the olden days. She stayed at home
now, to assist her mother in sewing, their
chief support; but she wns the same shy,
j sweet Alice that Ben Bolt had carriod
through the snow.
Ben Bolt came back. How strange
that five years should have passed ho
quickly and stranger still that this tall,
handsome sailor, whose voice was so full
and rich, should be Ben Bolt. Kate
Ashley was not thiuhing of the sweet
Sabbath rest, as the chime of the church
bell floated throug the village; there she
stood before her mirror, arranging her
shining curls, and fastening her dainty
bonnet, with its white ribbones dropping;
blue-be-ls, thinking if she could nut fas
cinate Ben with her sparkling eyes, it
would be delightful to have his chief at
tention during his stay.
He thoughc she did look very graceful
as he sat before service,?looking on
olden faces? but there was a fairer one
than her's he fancied, as he saw tho sweet
face of Alice May, with the half-closed
eyes, and long, golden-edged lashes,
shadowing the pale cheek. He carried
in' his bosom a curl like the one nestling
so softly by her temple, and it a talis
man, keeping him from- the enchant
ment of other eyes.
When the. service was closed, Ben Bolt
was thronged about by old familiar faces
*?they had so much to say, so many
th.'ng^\p speak of, ecj much joy to ex
press at his safe return, that it well nigh
bewildered him It was very pleasant
to be so warmly welcomed by old friends,
[ delightful to chat of by-gones; and it was
indeed a Sabbath of joy to Ben Bolt.
Sweet Alice! Ah, how long and weary
the time had been to her.?Sometimes
her heart died within her as she thought
of the broad ocean; but when she looked
so shyly at Bon that morn, and saw how
handsome he had grown a heart sickness
came over her, and the sunshine fell but
dimly on the gr.tss at her feet. She
knew she had hidden away to the depths
"*f her pure heart, a wild, earthly love,
and she strove to put it from her, for
would he think of her now? So it was no
wonder she should slip her slender hand
in her mother's and steal quietly from
the joyous throng.
It was Sabalh eve?one of those bal
my, moonlight evenings of the young
summer; Mrs. May had gone tu visit a
sick neighbor, and Alice sat by the win
dow with the Bible open, ami her slcu
der white, fingers noin'.ing to the words,
falling musically from he lips.?
"And there shall be no night there;
and they shall need no candle, neither
light of the sun; for the Lord God giveth
them light, and they shall reign for ever
She looked tremblingly upward iu the
moonlight, for close beside her knelt the
manly form of Ben Bolt. There was
told a sweet story of love and hupe, not
the less sweet for being the language of
every human heart, and the tiny hands
of sweet Alice were folded in his ns she
said, very low and sweetly: "If I live,
Ben, when five years more have passed
and you return a second time?"
She did not finish it?it was never
So they plighted their troth that claim
J holy Sabath evening, and tho buoyant
heart of Ben, in its gushing sunniness,
pictured radiant hopes for tho future.
Ho was young and so full of vitality?
every pulse of his heart was beating glad
ly, and the coming five, years were more
precious to him than nil the past.
"If we both live, Ben, God will havo
us in his holy keeping," she said in an
swer to his parting words; but as he pas
sed her convulsively to his heating heart
"God will he merciful to us who love
so dearly, Alice darling."
Sho knew it, but she knew also that
God did not always answer tho prayor
falling from the hopeful lips. Sweet
Alice! and down tne future sho looked
tremblingly, and saw tho fragile from
and spirtiual face, with lilies brasded in
the soft, brown hair, her eyes grev dim
with tears, for she knew not if it was rt
bridal or a burial, lor close beside" tho"
altar was the gratfe-yard.
They were not wuiitiug who Wojidered
at Ben Boh's choice, ami thought it
strange he should take Alice, May inf
preference to tho fairest and wealthiest.
Some there were who held ther heads
loftily when they passed her, bdf : her"
heart was away on the biucr waters, and
she heeded it not. "j, ,
How she watched the ctaya in. .their"
passing, she noted howthesuttmcrwuneoV
?how the fields of waving grain grew
golden in the sunlight?sho heard'' the*
glad voices of the reapers; and when 'tho*
leaves were falling, the merry children
went nut gathcti.ig in the Woods; theii
the noiseless snow fell and lay . iqn the
hillside as in the olden days; r unt41fftthe
genial spring-tide sun melted it away,,
and the violets and hair-bells dotted tho
fields?so passed a year.
She was growing fnirer and moro beau
tiful?tco brilliant for anything earthly.
Once she knelt at the alter in the: little
church, and listened to the words uniting ;
her with the Savior's redeemed on earth,
but it was only an outward form, for her
heart had long been in the keeping of
angels. Again sho watched the. Wading
of tho summer days, and when the soft
winds swept ovea the silvery, rye .fields,
she thought of the sea afar, with its broad
waves. All through the winter days sho
grew more spiritaual in her .beauty, and
the slander white hands werelv*oftcn fol
on her breast, as she pryed for those who
would soon be left desolate; forsUe>>kflew
she was dying. ,:.,-.? h.in
la did not startle her, she hajd,(^t
long ago that the fair green earth would
hold her pulseless heaat, ere it had^eft .
the cloister of girlhood. Life wa.? sweet
and beautiful, yet in her sinlessness,
death had no agony, save her sorrow for
those left in loneliuess. It was only a
little way to the land of rest, and her jfeet
hai never grown weary; yet she longed
to look once more upon the flowers, and
have them braided in her hair, and so
sho lingered on till the voico of spring
was hoard on the hill-tops.
One morning when viewless bauds,
were gathering back the misty curtain of
the night, and the stars grew dim in tho -
glory of early morn, sweet Alice, stood
on the threshold of Paradise, and the
golden gates were opened to tho lair,
meek girl. There trembled on her lips
a prayer and a blessing for Ben Bolt,
and her mother, giving radiance to tho
fair, dead face; and they braided spring
flowers in her wavy, brown hair.
The church-hell chimed softly to tho
few years earth had claimed the stainless
soul of Alice May, as they brought tho
coffin in the little, old church.. How
beautiful she looked in her white burial
robe; too fair and sweet for death: loo
holy, had there not been a resurrection
hevond. Close beside her, stood tho
friends of her girlhood gnziug on that
young face, as if they would fain caliber
back to life, and it.s sweet love So they
laid sweet Alice to sleep iu the old church
yard, and those who had looked coldly,
on her, took to their sorrowing hearts a
sweet memory of tho early dead. ,
There was agony too deep for utteranpo
when tho strong, ardent-hearted man,
whose guiding star had been tho.lqyo.jof
that sweet girl came back to find tlu^cot
tagc horn* desolate, and Alice sleeping
beneath a gray stone in the church-y^rd.
But God and Time are merciful, ajul
as years passed away, he came to fhjnk
of her as garlanded as the golden ?rn^t?
age of Eden land.
This was the memory that his fVicrid
sang of, a* they sat in tho summer twi
light years afterwards, and talked of tho
faces that had glimmered and faded in
their early patnway, how, of all tho glad
hearts of childhood had clustered together
only they two wero left. Somo slept
in the tremulous ocean; some in the junglo
depths; others in the, forest shado,; and
beneath 'die waving prairie grass. Somo
there were who slept peacefully in . Urn
green old church-yard, and among thc-o
the fairest and best wns "sweet Alice,"
Ah, ho could never havo forgottnu ithotv
Years afterward, they laid Ben Bujt
to sleep by the side of "sweet Alice.'*