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ht married father alia left all that lirliiiii, I liiughnd my gayest mi dtticrd rny , too islf-willmj anl headit rong in lake n
a tul look the little larm for her home, mil hilt, anJ only glanced at them now oJ , ltk!fi tr nrm of her own nature. Can'i
I have heard lnr ny aim Iikr it better limn, wonder irt(( how il would and. lyou its that Robert it herpnlf ' I fancied
than hfr tlty home, (or all things didn't
look id Una and have such a grand air.
Ho I waited for her io thmk and at
last "Mallin," aaid alio, ''there ia onn
drest I mi) ft( over lor you, and l lie o ity
folk can't outshine you."
"What ia it, mother P
"Tho bluo dress with tho gold atari in
"But that it your wadding dreai I can't
labaihai." (
"Ye. Mattie, 'you mut," aaid ah.it
"when I came out hers it was too fino for
mr, and it has been long enough in that old
So mother opened tho chest, and we both
got down tm our kneel on the floor beside
it, and lonkedV it lying (here. Thon aim
unwrHpped tho cloth about it and shook
out tho crumpled rosemary loaves and
Tliry war a bin. Worn conplrj ahaai a bitter tone in it all, and pne hap aha Tell
i a. f 4-i- L.l..a. la
ugni as a lairy, nnr nair aa unu a goui,
and an aoft and tint, and har groat blue
eye io full of light, madn ona think of
lookinjc down into a clear Ink" to where
thn alitor aanda aprkld at thn but torn,
Hut I hated her for lirr beauty. Thn
night, at tho door, Gilbert laid:
"Mat, you and Kobe ft Halo arcm to suit
each other flrit rate." . i-
And I thought ho did thai Yo nuund me,
it too, for aim ankvd, loltly:
"Hut you don't caro lor her at you do
lor rnnf '
And ha liughed nut and aaid:
"If I did, you would not have been my
confeor, a few momenta eincri you get
queer ideut in your little head."
Tho world aoenicd kipuinir away from
me, and 1 law in a flaah my dreary life
pais odoro me, but aomething held me
aoaid I : "Ho lathe finest man I ef or met" stilt and kept rni from going crazod, and
and then, never to let him think I cared: when I came to Robert wna saying tome
"I dnn't wan't you to tell him I said sothing.und 1 only caught these word: "you
lsnTl Mies toward an angM are so sull Mattir; has this aurprised you.
or snail i lako it that silence givci con-
VVa count ihe broken lvre that rel
Where the aweet wailine singer rlumber
But o'er their tilcnt lititer breast
The wild flower who willstoop to number?
A few may touch the magic string,
And noiay fame be proud to win them ;
Alni for those who never aing,
But die with all their munic in them !
Nav, erieve not for the doad alone,
Whose ong haa told their heart' sad story,
Weep ror the voiceless who have known
The cros without the crown of glory!
Not where Leucadian breeze aweep
O'er Sappho's memory-haunted pillow,
But where the gliatening night-dews weep
O'er nameless sorrow's church-yard pillow
0 heart that break and give no aign
Save whitening lip and fading tressep,
Till death poura out hia cordial wine.
Slow-dropped from misery' crushing
If singing breath or echoing chord
To every hidden pang were given,
What endless melodies were poured
As sad as earth, a aweet a heaven!
Shall i tell yn of tho nip1' Kan Gil
bert and 1 daDced inquire Haines' barn,
and what came of it!
I am an old woman now, and Gilbert's
hair ia white, and the dreams I dreamed
then are almost forgotten; yet 1 can tell
you how it came about.
I remember we stood at the gate, Gilbert
aud 1, when he asked me to go
Mattie'said he, "Squire Haines1 new
barn is finished, and to-morrow night he
win give us a dance in it, and the city pen
pie are coming to it, and if you will go
will come for you at dark."
"And" said I, "I will be ready and wait
ing Gilbert." Then I ran in to tell moth
er. 1 was only a country girl, and I was
proud of Gilbert; he was in advance of our
country beaux and handsomer than any o
"Mother," said I, "there ia to be a great
dance in Squire Haines' barn to morrow
night, and Gilbert has asked me to go."
Mother looked up, pleased, from her
ironiog, andisaid: "Mattie, you and Gil
bert have kept company some time now;
maybe you will be mistress at the atone
house yet."
My face didn't keep an even color when
ahe looked at me, for 1 had thought the
aamc tmng myself, but I answered
"Mother, you are always guessing ao far
via. . vau t wo mum up s Jlliri (llllg new
for me to wear? I am so tirod of the ev-
erlaating pink check and the pink ribbons."
-wny, Mattie, you thought it fit lor a
queen a wear (he night your father
brought it home don't you mind how fine
you called uT"
Yes, I remembered how father worked
that aummerf and how he went to the city
one day when the cattle stood panting knee
deep in the river, and the sun seemed to
acorch and vetther every green thing, and
waved hia hand at me and called out
"Mat, I'll bring you back a beauty sure,"
and how I stood in the door and watched
him out of eight, mounted on the great pile
of golden grain, and wondered what he
would buy me.
And when he came at night and held it
up before me how grand 1 thought it, and
father aaid 1 looked like any city girl with
it on me.
"Yea, I know, mother; but Ikhave worn
it ao long, and the city people will not fan
cy it as 1 did then, and 1 want to look my
bett," and j;dtdn'tsay for Gilbert's sake,
but that waa it, you aee. Mother only
ironed a little harder, and aaid: "Weill
will try and think."
1 knew this thinking of mother's would
nd in something grand forme, for moth
r never forgot her younger daya and the
fine thingstehe had seen. :
Sheihadn't always been aaj poor as she
was now she had lived in the city and
held il up before me, and said:
"Mtttie, when you put it on, shall aee
myseW again," and saying it, her eyes
were vet; and seeing this, 1 put down the
longing for the dress, and said:
lcther, put it back: it is too grand for
me. What would Gilbert say to tee me
wear J!"
But mother wat determined. So we set
to woik to change the make of it as well
as we could. And tho next day, how we
did work! and father looked ao amazed,
and was so pleased, that I was to go. I
ewed till my bones ached; and mother did
tho cat tins and contriving, ana tnis is
more than half.
1 wasn't in the time of aewing machines
but bftfbre dark, mother put tho last atnch
to it, and I look it up stairs to put it on. I
hi J it down and looked at it. It was the
grandest thing I had ever had) since then
i have worn many such, but none pleased
me as the first did. Then I sat down by
the wiiidow, nnd looked over to Gilbert's
home, standing back among the trees
which kept it in such a shadow and dream
ed I was mistress of it, and the years
wero charmed years for Gilbert and I.
Then I curled my hair and put on the
dross. Was il really Mattie Raymond
that smiled back at me from the glaasf
How ihe tmv. stara seemed to wink at
me from thedep bine! Then i ran down
io ak mother if she knew herself again.
How bright it all is to remember since
things have all been so changed!
Across the fields came Gilbert, walking
last and whistling holding a bunch of
white roses in hia hand- Iran upstairs
and mother brought me the roses; 1 caught
up my sleevea with them and put a bunch
lor my brooch, and went down stairs, and
I was happier then than ever before, or
ever shall be again till it is all made right,
"Why, Mai," said Gilbert, "it is you I
tee, perhapa you look more like some
lady of old or may be an angel." i
Mother laughed and aaid: "she won't
be outshone" but 1 colored up and an
swered: "It takes blue to make me an angel
tho'" end I tried to cover over mother's
speech, lor I did not care that Gilbert
should hear how motherland 1 had planned
about it, for he would not understand; men
never do you see. Then, we started
across the field, and I held up my dress so
not one of the tiny stars should aweep the
grass, and Gilbert waa at bis gayest, and
laughed and joked me about my dress, and
said I only wanted a half moon in my hair
to make me queen of the night. How
proud and happy 1 was that time. O!
that the best parts of our life can only be
tasted but once in all the years we must
be alive:
My ! how the lights sparkled and lit up
the gay dresses of the city ladies! Over
in one corner they stood watching our
country boys and girls, getting ready for
the hrit dance; and high over all the gay
laughter and sound of dancing teet, floated
the music, and I think it must have witch
ed us all. - -
Gilbert aaid we would Croat over and
see his city friends and 16 1 held up myj
dress and tried to still the bounds my heart!
";She will not need to change her face
when she is wanted lor one," said hr; "all
she lacks is wings."
"I hey may bo growing, I told him,
and he said "perhaps," and added ''good
night Mat I wish you success, it seems a
case of love at first sight, with you and
Robert and he is a fine fellow
"bcod night I did not know you were
so good a judge in love affairs you have
improved the time spent with the angel."
We went away with these bitter words,
and I crept up stairs softly, so mother and
father should not wake, and felt something
so sweet none out of my life. It was little
sleep came to me that night, for I would
see tha shining blue eyes looking at me as
tf asking me to forget the miser? they
worked me, and I would atari and wake
and t'nink it might bo so.
Then the days went by so wearily, and
we saw nothing more of Gilbert, and moth
er questioned me about it and I told her.
"He stays away because I talked ao
much with MrHale at the dance."
"A nd who ia this Mr. Hiie?" the asked.
"Pie is ono of Gilbert's city friendt, and
mother he i so handsome."
"tnd is handsome all you can tay for
sen it"
Rome her o yon rouid live J God won't
leVM ma alone " And great light cama
into hit face, and r poi hit weak hind on
my he.d and aaldt "Mattif, I JkIi'i know
I had thought tofiotimn you didn't cire
for me at 1 did forfou.
This hurt ma aid satdh
"Robert, thn mod will bo aodark if yon
aregonei" He ilu: his eyes io wearily,
and just whiai'erel, ''God will light it up,
Mattie," and Ihbav were tho last words ha
ever spoke. ,1
lie died thai nigh:, and hi eyes followed
mo fagerly and lovingly, but ho could nor.
speik. And in the inurning they told mo
1 must bury him boforo tho sun went down.
How I hated them for this way of hur
rying pepple into their travel So ha
sleeps in the old burying rround, wht.ro
I answered, "Yes, silence gives content.",1"8 mo" has creP' t,ver ln0 gw covered
and my voice sounded laroff and strained
to me, and then I saw what 1 had done
when I answered, "silence givea consent,"
for he kissed me.
But I kept back the hitter thoughts and
only thought "it ia better so."
Then Kobert asked father and mother
with quaint Spanish cyphering), for over
three hundred years where to many reit
who come to find health and life.
Then I went back North, and found
mother alonp; father had hern cold in his
grave a iwelvemon'h, and mother said
he used to call Mat, Mat,ome back be-
if he might ba a son to them; aod hejlore 1 die," and he never knew mother
pleased their eyea and they blessed ua bemling over him when he went to his
both, and faiher'a voice shook so when he long rest. It wat hard for mother, ao I
'aid: itook her back with me to the ci'y,and
Mat, I guess mother and I shall miss ihe grieved for father till tho day she
gave, and went with a proud face to meet
my woe
Gilbert shook hands with them (except
one lady, standing apart, talking with the
handsomest man ol them all,)and told them
1 waa his friend Misa Raymond: and they
bowed and smiled and seemed to foigei
nay country ways; to I forgot them for
once, and waa at my ease among them,
wondering who the lady was he did not
apeak to. Then the gentleman ahe wai
talking to, turned and said: "Miss Kay
mond, Mils Howard," and ahe bowed, and
glanced at me with hergreat shining eyes
But when Gilbert's turn came, ahe reach
ed forth the whitest hand towards him,
and looked up in his face and smiled, and
then I ta what the would do and 1 hated
Robert Hale talked, and walkod, and
danced with me, and Gilbert aud Miss
enandknowntht great folks; and when j Howard teemed to be fait friends.
iVo, mother, he is learned and
different from Gilbert."
S ne looked at me closely and aaid
" Well, he can't outdo Gilbert Willi rd
with his city aire, whoever he is."
" ;le doesn't put on airs," said I, shonlyj
and there we dropped it, and mother never
kne w the trouble that came from that
night; but I think she knows it now, and
pities me out of the great peace which is
wit n her
Hut one day, Gilbert came slowly a:ross
the fields, and came mat our gate, jvoth
er saw him, and opened the door and asked
him where he had kept himself to ong,
and he aaid : "Some of my city fnendi are
rith us, and my time has been filled and
Mr. Hale hai sent me to bring you )ver,
Mat; we will have quite a party if you will
And said mother:
"Who ia this Mr. Hale, Gilbert P
He told her about him, and then isked
me to go again. And I, thinking he had
been sent for me, would not go one step.
So he wentaway, and I called after him
"My best wishes to Mr. Hale aid Miss
"1 hadn't mentioned Miss Howard's
name had If" said he. '
"No, but I fancied the wat there; isn't
"Yea" and he wat gone, and mother
began questioning mo why 1 didn't go.
Two evenings alter, there came a knock
at the door, and Robert Hale stood there,
asking me to go to theparty at (he Williard
House said he came with an invitation
from the company to bring me back. So
1 put on my grand drest and went and
night after night would Robert oome (Gil
bert never came again,) and I would go
with him.
1 liked the people I met there, and the
music Mary Howard brought out of the
piano with her white fingers. And Mary
would play for me while 1 sung them all
my old fashioned songs; and 1 stood and
wondered at, and hated her, singing to her
One night after we had tired of our mu-
f sic, we went out under the great trees
Gilbert and Mary, Kobert and I, The
moonlight fall through the branches in
great spots, and the wind whispered to the
leaves, and seemed, to sob and moan above
ut. Robert and 1 sat down on t little
bench in the shadow, and waited for Gil.
bert and Mary coming across a cleared
spot, where the moonlight fell all around nolia blossoms, and 1 would put one
..ou ... uc.,v ,un iu i-penn iu man, ana trie room would be so sweet
her, and her eyes wero lilted shyly up to only one.
him. 1 whupered to Robert, "don't call But the air anem i.Kn,, u:. k....k
to them; then waned while they came on, and clog up hia life, and one day he called
you; we must not Keep you always
when you can get finer quarters."
And 1 sat and prayed to God to let me
die and end it all since it had all gone
wrong, then the city folks went back to
their home, and Gilbert went with them.
I met him half way, coming to aay good
bye, and ho said, "Robert has told me,
Mat; ho will be a true, honeat husband."
And I said, "yet thank you." and we
both forgot to aay good bye.
Kobert was to come with the New Year.
and wo were to ba married. Hit letters
ctme often, and ho sometimes snoke nf
Gilbert, and then it was so hard to answer
them, to the wickedness in mv heart
should never be known. Ooe day the
Williard carriage went by, and the neigh
bors said it was going to Gilbert's wedding
to the city. That night how I tried to
turn him out of my heart and forget tho
nuall . j 1 niaht mil av n a .... i j
t -- 'u--- v;n uicr uioaeu,
and in the morning my face was white and
haggard; but mother never knew she
thought me ailing, and told me I must eet
U L. i.t. . O
usee, my roses oeiore Kooert should come.
When the New Year came. Robert and I
stood up, and my lying lips said over the
noiy words, and there was nothing left
but to make the best of my bargain.
We went away ta the city, and father
and mother threw an old ahso afmr
hi., i i. . '
iur iul, mey saia, ana at that we tried
to laugh, but it choked us. I never loved
my country borne as I did when I innk mw
good-bye look at it; with father and
eratanding in the door looking after us
k.J.n. iu.:. - . '
ououiiig mcir eyea wun tneir hands.
In my new home 1 sometimes metfM
bert and Mary; and she seemed to licht
hcb.icu biiu morryi out i landed G bert
seemed growing old last, and hia eyea had
vBiouiiio oi ineir oiaen sparkle.
Ten years went by, and Robert was
ana, ana l lovea mm much as 1 might
have loved ao elder brother; but I had not
torgotten Gilbert nor tho old times. Some
times 1 lound him watchinrr mn .ith
something in his face I could not under-
aiauo, oniy it was a look of loss; and I
v. . ,,, ou ll0 gnouirj never
mi me wnoie love I could not eiva him
,, ell;tti an(J w
, .,u lo uuwlor Baia ne must leave
me cny ana go where he could get a
breath of Iresher air and a bit of warmer
We went to Florida-to St. Augustine.
How soft and warm the air was! but it
oniy teemed to atriha him. We would
tay all day in the house, with
drawn close to keep out the scorching air,
and only after the sun had dipped down
into the sea would we leave our rooms and
go into the sweet-scented air. There was
stone wall, shaped like a half moon, and
on it we took our walk, aod aizav cmH
pasted up and down, while the band play
ed, till midnight. The stones of the wall
were worn smooth with the dashing of the
waves against them for more than three
nundred years.
i j i. i ...
uon t Know which wat gayest, the
ungni leatnered btrda, or tho flowers ihey
awuncr int Rnk.., t i . l. -
- o wusii iutdu ma great mnfr
- . . . : "
in a
died, and I had her laid beaidn him.
Aod I lived on alone in my beautiful
home, for Robert had left me that and
dollars enough to live on in comfort, and
I law little of the gay world around me.
Sometimes 1 pasaed Gilbert Williard, an
old man with iron gray hair, and but
little left of the Gilbert of old.
People aaid his wife's life was scarcely
w rih the having for at times she lost her
mind, and would make the housa ring
whh the wild laughter and cries lor her
tit le Alice whj died in her arms. But
for that sho was harmless as a child
One day the htarse went by, and I saw
Gibert'a white fice in the mourning car
riage and then 1 knew Mary had lound
her little Alice again. A long train of
cirriagHS lollowed those who had known
and loved her in her girlhood, belore tha
area', trouble came upon bar.- And 1 pray
ed God to rest her soul. 1 had long ago
forgiven her the wrong she did me. One
day, when the moss hed crept ten years
above Robert's grave, aid the grass grown
three years above Mary, Gilbert came
back to his lonely home and opened the
windows and let in tni sunshine again.
and filled the house with sign of life.
Then he came to me end said: "Mattie,
our lives have all com wrong, is it too
late to right them!"
Then, old as I was my heart sprang
into new life, and for a moment 1 waa
back in my youth and hen I put it down
and said I: "Gilbert, when Robert died,
he smd God would li.ht up the world,
and He has done it."
"But, Mattie, can't you light it up for
met It has all gone vrong."
"God can right it letter than I. Wo
arB too late." .
"Then we will keep their memories sa
cred and leave it (or the other life to fin
So I am waiting tie end of my dart,
ana lulbert has found the "peace which
passeth all understanding," and we wait
for the time when there it "neither mar
rying nor giving in marriage" yet I
shall be Gilbert's and he will be mine.
Honey Ant of Texas.
growing cold and vacant. They passed
us, never thinking we sat in the shadow,
and ahe said:
"Do you know, Gilbert, I once thought
it waa Mattie Raymond you liked, and not
How I waited iot tho answer: and it
"0! the never fincied me, Maryj ihe is
me and said:
"Mattie, will you be lonesome when 1
An I o ever loved him as I did when he
lay there so white and wasted, and I
thought of the great wrong I had done
him, and got down on my kneos and cried
"Oh! Robert don't tay that-did'at we
A Texas paper of late date, speaking of
the honey ant, sayi:
"We have often hesrd of the honey anr,
ofTexai, but the account seeming so ro
mantic, we have heretofore been hardly
able to credit it; but as we now have a spec
imen belore u, furnished by our friend
Leo Smith, of this city, we can no longer
have any doubts on the subject. These
ants are a medium size, between the large
and small red ants, and are of a reddish
aod brown color. Appended to the rear of
each one is a transparent sack or globe
filled w'uh clear, pure honey, ofa most de
licious flavor. These sacks vary in sire.
on uitteront ants, ranging oeiwceii ma
size of a buckshot and oavy pistol ball.
On this sack, at short interval; are attach
ed thin layen, about the length and width
of half a grain of rice, and of a dark col
or, evidently to strengthen il and keep it
inahape. These interesting animals, when
they crawl, drag thoir delicious load af
ter ihem. and if the lack ia empty, they
let thcmielvee to work to repleniih it a-
.... . i . L. a M .lanniii ihia knnotf
gain, wnoiner inoj utfu-i,
in their general reservoir among the rocks,
io draw from it at occasion may require,
or hold and use it as individual property
wa are not informed. Here is a curiosity
that w behove has heretofore escaped
the eyet and pern of our colebrmsd nat
ural it it."

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