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1 1 in (I .I -: a ntj .:. : J ! i. k ! i' ; P. B. CONN, PUBLISHER COBJfEE MABXET AND 4TE i 1 T ! Z. RAGAN, Editor and Proprietor. SilM frit HEKEIETTA'S ESCAPE, AND HOW IT CAMS ABOUT. That a slight event has sometime made or marred the happiness of a lifetime, is a fact, doubtless familiar to all who have read or observed much. Mohammed's life was saved by the flight of a bird, and Bruce drew from a spider's perseverance the energy and resolution to fight his last triumphant battles. If. the destiny oi those with whom the destiny of nations are involved, is influenced by what seem to us such more trifles, it is not difficult to imagine that the fate of little people often bangs upou a circumstance in itself more trivial and unimportant. In one of the pleasantest streets of New Orleans stands the residence of Mr. Davis Bertram. It is only necessary to enter it to see that every luxury or comfort that taste could select, or wealth procure, has been employed to fill and ornament the rooms and halls, all spacious, airy and ele gant Into the softly shaded apartments, the fresh cool air of morning finds its way through clustering vices and shadowing trees, and leaves everywhere traces of its wanderings over the perfumed orange e-roves and jessamine flowers around. All through the house, in the halls, on the verandah, or in the luxurious drawing rooms, the light tones and laughter, and the little tripping feet of children, make a never ceasing domestio melody. If any visitor, nuzzled bv the ubiquity of these household treasures, should take the lib ertv to gather them all in one group, he would find that five little Bertrams "her little steps," Mrs. Bertram called them were all that were necessary to Keep u from mornincr till night a chattering an natterinar. that ended only when sleep had laid its soft calmness over each little foot and tongue. Five prettier children it would have been hard to find. And so evidently the mother thought, for the most delicate mus lins and softest laoes and purest linens, set off to the best advantage each little one. If you would like to pay Mrs. Bertram an unceremonious visit, you need not look for her in the drawing-rooms, with their elegant curtains, their soft, rich carpets, and comfortable lounges and chairs ; neith er would you be more likely to find her in the library, filled, though it is with books of every sort, and a few exquisite pictures hanging against its walls seemed to invite you to an intellectual Kind oi aream-me. But Mrs. Bertram is not a reading woman; and besides her five cherubs, that have the ranee of the house, there is another very little cherub that only perpetrated its first smile week ago. It lies all day in the nurserv. flinging its rose-bud of a fist, and kissing its equally rosy feet in a way that teems to Mrs. .Bertram, wno nas seen tne same phenomenon only five times before in her life, always new, curious, interest ing and delightful. The nursery had been for the last few vears Mrs. Bertram's princidal ' abiding place. But she does not look in the least worn or harassed. She has a fair and kind of matronly beauty, and as she bends over the youngest darling, and tries ail kinds of maternal blandishments to win from it another dawn of a smile, you can see on her placid brow, and by the tran quil light of her eye and her sweet smile, that cares have touched her lightly. In another street, but a little distance from the one in which Mrs. Bertram lives, stands a row of squalid buildings. In one of the smallest and most confined rooms in the poorest of the houses sits a woman busily sewing. The garment she is mak ing is evidently not for herself. People who live in suoh places do not wear linen of a texture so fine, nor laoes so exquisite- lv delicate. She sews hurriedly and rap idly, for she knows that when that hag gard and- stern-looking man, who lies stretched "on the poor pallet they call a bed, rouses from the deep sieep oi intoxi cation, she will have to lay aside the work by which she procures food for both, to administer to the immediate wants of one whose demands are always insisted on with the most unfeeling pertinacity. As her fingers move steadily, she thinks of her own children, two of whom are in their graves, and the other two removed from the degrading influence of their fath er's example,' and from the heavy pressure of poverty, by the care of kind relatives, who would do the same for the wife if she would consent to leave her husband. She made the ffttempt onoe, but was recalled to his side by hearing that he Was suffor inir nnder a severe attack of fever, and could never be persuaded to leave himl gain. xruiy were u a wvo i.fuugor .una death. f.y,r-m..-: , : ' But for one of those trivial misonances which exercise so great an influenco over ur lives, Mrs. Bertram wonld have been in the placa of ths poor tailor with her needle, usteao ox living buo um u w midst of all the blessings of affluence and afsftioi, ... fcblg $irontal, jptfnfafa to mtrican fniensts f iterator, ntnce, rob feral fnldliptt. My first acquaintance with Henrietta Williams was on. the occasion of Virginia Percy's marriage to Lieutenant Marshall. Miss Percy was to have three Bridesmaids her sister Ellen, Henrietta Williams, a distant relative of the family, and myself. According to appointment we assembled at Mr. Percy's three days before the wedding to keep up the spirits of the bride elect, and to prevent her from sinking under the crisis of her destiny, that was impending over her in all its awful and irrevocable certainty. It is no light matter to prepare for a wedding where there are no confectioners m tl Til 1 . !i or proteased cooks ana wen arwea waiters to be found, and Mrs. Percy was quite overwhelmed with the manifold duties that devolved upon her. Besides the general superintendence of the bridal parapherna lia, and of all the ordinary omces or the household, there was an enormous table, the whole length of a very large dining room, that was heaped up with all manner of delicacies, besides a large side-table, on which tho substantial part of the supper, the ham, chickens, and ducks, and other things of the kind, were placed. Ellen Percy, Henrietta and myself, took upon ourselves the management of the lghter and ornamental portion ot tne ar rangements. Virginia made a show of as sisting us; but having proved her incapa city by a series of blunders, she was, with one accord, requested not to make anoth er attempt to be useful seeing that in every instance disaster had followed her like a shadow. She hurried out of the dining- room to avoid the raillery that was shower ed upon her, and took refuge in her room, where she remained the greater part of the day, in a sort of mazy, but happy kind of state, in which her own thoughts seemed to be to her suoh happy companions, mat any interruption from us of the outer world was a thing to bo endured with gentle pa tienoe, but not sought or appreciated. Henrietta Williams was rather a pretty girl, but quiet and reserved, bhe seldom spoke unless she was addressed, and ap peared cjuite absorbed in her occupations. Late in the afternoon she slipped away from us, and I saw her waiting down the broad straight path, that led to the gate As I gazed after her in some surprise at her choice of a solitary walk, at an age when all are inclined to a sociability of the warmest kind, I noticed that she turn ed off into a side path that led into the woods. It was winter, though the warm bright day laughed in our faces as we call ed them by that cold name, and, through the bare branches and trunks of trees, 1 could long distinguish the waving folds of the light gray cashmere as it floated in and out as the wearer steadily pursued an on ward course into the deepest depths of the uncrowned woods. At last it entirely dis appeared, and then I feel into a reproach ful train of thought. "How could I," thought I to myself, "allow Miss Williams to go by herself so far? She is pale) doubtless she is not well, and the physicians have prescribed exercise. She is timid, evidently, and would not like to ask any of us to accom pany her, as we are so busy. Virginia and Ellen are too much occupied to think of it. But I was doing nothing. It was very stupid in me to stand staring after her out of the window, instead of running out to overtake her." After I had brought myself into a meek and humble state of mind, I was roused ed from self-upbraidiogs to witness the success of some culinary experiment, and confess that, in the excitement and delight eonsequent thereon, I entirely forgot Hen rietta and her solitary walk. As far as visitors were concerned, our days passed very quietly, It was an un derstood matter that no gentleman was to be admitted to the house to divert our at tention from our important duties; and the ladies of the neighborhood had too much discretion to call at such a busy time. And all day long we were really quite hard at work. Our evenings were spsnt around a large fire in a room appropriated to Vir ginia and her bridesmaids. Here Ellen took it upon herself to do the honors. She was almost seventeen, and she bore the burden of so many years with spirit and self-reliance that was truly refresh ing. The rest of us were a year or two older, and were already beginning to think it necessary to be a little grave and disoreet But for Ellen, we should have set still and conversed in" a proper and sentimental manner, appropriate for the occasion, but she set us upon all kinds oi queer experiments. After telling us ghost stories, and rob bor stories, and tales of witchcraft and murder, until we hardly dared to look be hind us, she proposed a number of charms by whioh those of as, whose destiny was STEUBENVILLE, OHIO, WEDNESDAY, still undecided, might discover who their future husbands might be. We spent a whole evening trying to muster courage to go alone into a da;k place and mutter an incantation, which Ellen dictated to as, three times, after whioh, we were assured our future hus band would appear in a luminous vision before us. But each attempt ended in a little shriek, and a sudden ruHViiiicr tnwarrlii the friendly light. Unsuccessful m thin, the next night El- en introduced the subject of complexion, always an interesting one to young girls, and induced us all to put on before retiring a mask of dough, assuring us that it was the best thing in the world to make the skin fair and white. Just as we had fitted the masks nicely to the face, and wero be ginning to get a little nervous at the hid eous, death-like appterance our companions made, Henrietta entered the room. She had been mysteriously absent for ah hour and we had been pondering what had be come of her. At the first glimpse of our corpse-like faces ahe shrieked, and turn ed to run, but fell trembling on a couch near her. Nor would she consent to pass uu night in the room until we unmasked. I was quite relieved myself to see Virgin ia's real face again, for I was conscious of a strong shrinking and repugnance to the figure that I had represented a short time before. Ellen did not take our weak fears very patiently ; but after reproving us rather severely, and telling us that it was ridic ulous to be afraid of eaoh other, and ask ed "if we had ever tried buttermilk and tansy ?" "No," said we. "Well that is one of the best things in the world for the skin. It takes off freck les and sunburns and everything else Henrietta, you ought to use it, for you know that in the spring you are alwayi troubled with frecklea." "Not much," said Henrietta. "But there is no need for any. I wit get some fresh buttermilk to-morrow, and you must try it." The next afternoon I saw Henrietta set ting forth on her solitary walk. I hasten ed to overtake her. She was far in ad- vanoe of me, and I soon lost sight of her; but following the narrow winding path through the woods, I came at last on small open space. Henrietta was stand ing there, turned away from the direction in which I stood, talking in a low voice to a young gentleman. He raised his eyes as I approached, and our glanoes met turned quickly away, and went back wiser than I came. From an instinctive feeling of delicacy, I did not mention to any one what I had discovered, and I saw by Hen rietta's manner that she was aware of my untimely attention to her. This was the last evening before the one of the wedding, and Ellen, pressing upon us the necessity of looking as well as poss ible, urged us to use the buttermilk she had obtained for our beautifying. This was an improvement on any of her sug gestions, and we yielded willingly, not without a. certain faith in W fuwoitluns, that we would find ourselves as fair as lil ies in tho morning. Henrietta was again absent, and did not return until the oandle was dying away in the socket, and we were almost asleep, "Where have you been ?" asked Vir ginia. "On the porch. It was such a pleasant night that I could not bear to stay in the house" , . "Have you been alone all this time ?" - said Ellen, pityingly. "0, I don't mind that; I sit alone a great deal at home." I noticed the indirections in the answer and understood it; but the others were unsuspioious. a "If you will call Abbe, she will bring you a candle," said Virginia, half asleep, V .1 1 ml "jxo, l tnanK you. The moon gives light enough to me." I fancied from the tones of Henrietta's voice, that she had been weeping; but she kept in the shade, so that I could not see her. Just as she was about to retire, El len roused herself to remind her of the cosmetic "I put some away for you," said she, "It is in a bottle on the lower shelf in the wp.rdrobe. Shall I get up H End it?" "0, no ; I can get it easilj. ' Here it is; W.W1.IU?" "Wash your face thoroughly very thoroughly, with it : that is all." Henrietta obeyed, and jail was silent. Virginia slept soundly by my side. From the other bed I could distinguish, amid the regular breathings of Ellen, a deep igh that seemed to be forced from the heavy heart of her companion. After awhile even that ceased; and I was begin ning to lose my own consciousness, when was roused by Henrietta's voice. She was calling'Ellen in a low suppressed, but somewhat impatient tone. Ellen's slum ber was never an easy one to shake off, and it was sometime before she showed any tokens of wakefulness. At last she asked "What?" in a drowsy tone. "How does this buttermilk feel on your face ?" asked Henrietta. "Feel? Yes it feels yes " And Ellen was sound asleep again. " Oh, Ellen, do wake up a moment. Is itstioky?" "Sticky? Yes oh, yes; very." And again Ellen dropped her head on the pillow. Several minutes passed; then I agaiu heard Henrietta. "Ellen Ellen 1" "Yes," murmured Ellen. "Something is the matter with me something very strange. I can't open my mouth; my face is perfectly stiff. Do get a light." Ellon rose slowly, and calling the nurse from her mother's room, soon procured candle. "What's de matter, Miss Ellen?" ask ed Abby. "I am afraid cousin Henrietta is sick," was the reply. "Come and Bee if she wants auything." Henrietta lay with her eyes half-open, and blinking as the rays of the candle fell on them. Aunt Abby looked at her a mo ment, and exclaimed "Bless us, how your face do shine 1 And it's all red and fiery. What have you beendoin'?" "It's that buttermilk," said Henrietta. "Oh, no, it cannot bo that," said Ellen; "that's impossible." "Aunt Abby examined it sagaciously. "Dis is misses' bottle of varnish!" said she "I was in a mighty hurry dis morn ing, and Miss Ellen called me in to dress her ; and so I slipped the varnish in the wardrobe, and never thought no more about it till dis blessed minute. You've varnished yourself, honey, dat's all 1" "Oh 1 Aunt Abby, will it never eome off?" "Yes, I 'spect so, but your skin will come off too, mos' likely. I'll do what I can for youl" Mrs. Percy's medical knowledge was called into action in this emergency, and everything that could be thought of was done for Henrietta's relief; but the next morning she was far more unpresentable. Another bridesmaid had to be obtained to fill her plaoe. While confined to her room and bed, she lay suffering evidently from something more than bodily pain. She was anxious, and her eyes followed us about, with an earnest, wistful glance, as though she wished, yet shrunk from ask ing, some important question. Among the guests of the wedding, observed the same gentleman whom I had seen talking to Henrietta in the woods He was a tall, slight man, whom one, at first glance, might call insignificant ; but a few minutes study of his face and head would remove that impression. There was upon them the marks of an extraordinary mind, of a strong will, and of a perfect, though carefully repressed consciousness of his own power. I became very much interested in watching him, and perceived how naturally his intellectual superiority and force of character enabled him to be the tacitly acknowledged leader in every conversation in which he took a part There seemed to be a kind of unaccounta ble fascination in it, whioh gave to his lit tle kU-a-ktet with the ladies an air of love- making, bo devoted and absorbed did he seem with each one. Young as he was and he could not have been more than twenty-two or twenty-four he had a llax worldly-wise look that would have suited a man of forty, and that did not harmonist JUNE 6,1855, very well withjajyoutbful recklessness and impetuosity that were now and then ap parent. He sought an introduction to me, and I could not repress a feeling of repugnance that rose involuntarily as I returned his salutation. If politeness hod permitted. I would have turned away without speak ing; but in less than five minutes I was quite charmedjby his manner, so self-poss cssed, and yet so deferential and insinua ting. His powers of conversation were remarkable, and he had a skill in flattery that, distrustful asI was of compliments and complimenters, induced me to listed to the pretty things he said to me, with a feeling of satisfaction that one person at least thoroughly appreciated me. We did not allude to our former meet ing, but when Mr. Powell for that was his name had brought me into a general communicative mind, he began to question me about Henrietta and her illness. Hen rietta had begged us not to tell the cause of her non-appearance, so that I could not satisfy his curiosity entirely ; but remem bering that Aunt Abby had said, "it would be two weeks before she would be fit to be seen, for her face was blistered all over,' mentioned the circumstance to Mr. Pow: ell. He seemed somewhat troubled, griev ed, I thought, at the prospect of not see ing her for so long a time ; and I sympa thized with him. Soon after I saw him talking with Nannie Porter, a soft, giggling, and rather pretty girl, who had the repu tation of being an heircsB in a small way, He hovered around her the whole evening, and they talked in whispers in the corners of the room and in the hall. It seemed to me that he was paying her quite too much attention, considering that his heart Was engaged elsewhere. At last the wedding guests departed. sought my room with feet so weary with dancing that they could hardly bear me thither. Henrietta was waiting to hear all the particulars of the evening's gayety, and I was sleepily relating them, when Nannie Porter entered. "I am going to stay here to-night, girls," she said in a hurried way. "My head aches, and I sent Bob homo with the car riage, to say that I could not come till to morrow." We said all that was proper, and Nann ie was silent for a few minutes ; thenshe asked me for writing materials. I told her that they were all in the library, which owing to the house being rather crowded with guests, was at present occupied as a sleeping room. She could not obtain them till the morning. She moved about the room uneasily. She seemed burdened with a secret too heavy for her powers of retention. At last it came out. "Girls, will you never tell something am going to tell you?" Of course we promised. "Well I am going to be married to-mor row morning." "To whom ?" asked Henrietta. "To some one that has loved me ever so long more than a year. We were en gaged six months ago, but mamma made me break it off, and forbade him to come to see me. He went to New Orleans af ter that, and mamma thinks that he is stil there, or she would never have let me oome here without her. But I saw him here to-night, and he told me that he bad been ill with a brain fever in consequence of my treating him so, and that he was near dying. He says he is constantly threatened with it again, and that if I don' marry him directly, he knows he cannot live a year. He looks pale and thin, poor fellow, and I cannot help pitying him. have promised him that I will go with him early in the morning to a minister who lives about seven miles from here. We can be married there, and go quickly to see mamma 5 but I would like to send a little note first." "What is the gentleman's name ?" ask ed Henrietta. "Harry Powell." "Harry Powell 1" exclaimed Henrietta. "He is engaged to me. He gave me this turquoise ring, an emblem of his truth. he said." "He gave me this emerald," said Nann ie, "that I might know that hope had something yet in store for us. He wrote me some pretty verses, too, about it j' $2 P and she repeated the poetry. "He sent those lines to me," said Hen rietta. "I have them at home now-." ' Nannie began to cry. ' : "I am sure he loves me better than any one else in the world ; he has told me so a hundred times. He did say once that if I did not marry him, and he survived it, he might be induced to marry some one else from interest or necessity, but that his affections would be forever blighted." "But," said Henrietta, "he has been addressing me for three yeaty longbefore he saw you. I have refused him several times, for my friends did not like him at all, and each time he told me the same thing that he told you, and I confess I be- ieved him. I will tell you something else. I promised to slip away from the house' this evening, and go with him to the same minister's to which he was to take you, I presume, and for the same purpose. But for that varnish, I should have been Mrs. Powell by this time and you would have made a great escape. I think we have rather cause for delight than sorrow." But Nannie went on weeping, while Henrietta flung her ring into the fire. "Who is this Mr. Powell?" asked I. "He is the only son of Judge Powell, one" of the most highly respected persons in this part of the country. His father died eome years ago, and left Harry a large fortune." "Ah, I have heard of him," said I. "He gambled all his property away the first year it came into his possession. Did he not?" "People say bo," said Henrietta. "He denied it, aud I believed it till now. But now, I confess, I would believe anything of him." "It is not true," said Nannie, sobbing. "I think," said I, after meditating a few moments, "that Mr. Powell s matri monial affairs are rather speculations than matters of feeling. You have more wealth thau Nannie, so you would be his first choice ; but, as there is danger that if he waits two or three weeks, your relations may find out his intentions and interfere, he will take the bird in tho hand. "To think that I should bo so blind as to believe him, and doubt all that my futh er and mother told me ! exclaimed Henri etta, in strong indignation against herself. "I think, Pauline, it is shameful in you and Henrietta to talk in that way about Mr. Powell. He has told me myself how all these stories originated, and there is not a word of truth in any of them." "But how do you account for his pro fessing so much love for you and Henrietta at the same time, evidently more desirous to win her hand than yours ? for he did not speak particularly to you till I assured him that Henrietta would be confined to her room for some time, and that her moth er was coming to nurse her." "He thought I looked coldly on him, he (aid," answered Nannie. "Do you really believe that he loves you?" asked Henrietta, out of patience with her weakness. "I know it," said Nannie, and her foot gave emphasis to her words. Her temper naturally gentle and submissive, was evi dently throwing off all control. We said nothing more for aome time. At last Henrietta rose tip, and turning to the weeping girl said firmly "Nannie I am sure if you will only take a few days to think you will feel as I do, rejoiced that you are saved from a life of misery with an unprincipled man. But before I go to sleep you must promise nn you will not elope with Mr. Powell to-mor row- If you do not, I shall think it my duty to arouse Colonel Percy and let him know about it." Nannie resisted, urged Henrietta's prom ise, entreated secresy, but in vain. At last, seeing that Henrietta was about to fulfil her threat, she yielded, and gave the promise that was required of btir. Hen rietta and I were both young and unsuspi cious, or we should not have trusted to this "lover's vow." When we awoke late on a bright sunny morning, Nannie was gone We gave the alarm bnt it was tco late. Three days after she called upon us as Mrs. Powell, happy and radiant in her bridal attire. She had evidently repeated to her husband some of the severe remarks we bad mads about hirn and whioh Hen E R ; A N N U M v l nnrAsiABLT is advaics VOLUME I. NUMBER 22.' rietta1 and I had sot' spared him on that memorable evening, for, with the same tact and address with which he had paid V"j so many compliments when it suited his) purpose, he now contrived, in the moat courteous manner, to make a number oft caustic arid bitter remarks. Every sen tence ho Tittered to me had a Sting in it, the hardest part of which to bear was, that to notice it would be the most effeo; tual way of giving the speaker pleasure.' Nannie listened to his words with evident delight, and looked triumphantly mej as if to say "Are you still so blind as to think that he could have preferred Henri etta to me ?"- she still believed him. , After living a few years in a style of reckless extravagance, wasting all that she brought to bim, in riot and dissipation,' Mr. Powell sank at last to his true level, that of a worthless gambler. . Even then, 'n poverty, neglect and unkihcliiess, Nann-, ie still clung with a blind devotion to her wretched husband, and her love, that eould only be called a foolish instinct in its first madness, became elevated by its patient strength and endurance into a kind of hef- roio affection; -t After Henrietta married arid went to reside in New Orleans, she discovered by some accident, the position and circum stances of her old friend, and many a lit tie act of kindness and attention, for which Nannie could not account, came from Mrs. Bertram's compassionate heart. In look ing over her past life, Henrietta often says "that the greatest good fortune of her life came from the use of the only cosmetio she ever tried. It proved indeed a bless-' ing in disguise." Keep Dark. The appended negro Sto ry, copied from a Southren correspondent of the Boston Journal, is worth reading: "Gen. G -gave his black maty Sawney, funds and permission to get a quarter's worth of zoology at a menagerie Our sable friend soon found himself under the canvass, and brought, too, in front of a Bedate looking baboon, add eyddg the quad ruped, closely, soliloquised thus 5 'Folks sure's yer born, feet, hands, and proper bad countenance, Just like nigger, getting old, I reckon.' Then as if seized with a bright idea, he extended his band with a genuine Southern 'How do'oe uncle?' The ape clasped the negro's hand and shook it long tnd cordially. " 'Sawney then plied his new acquaint ance with interrogatories as to his name, age, nativity and former occupations, but eliciting no replies beyond a knowing shake of tho head, or a merry twinkling of the eye, (the ape was probably meditating the best way of tweaking out friends nose,) he' concluded the spe was bound to keep non committal, and looking cautiously around, chuckled out, 'He, be, ye too sharp for 'em, old feller. 'Keep dark if ye'd jist sperk one word of English, white man would have a hoe in yer hand in less dan two minutes. Teliorafhio. Wheh it was first re ported that Professor Morse had succeeded in conveying intelligence between Balti more and Washington through the wires of the Magnetic Telegraph; one old savant, who had been a school master and a mem ber of the Legislature, gave it as bis opin ion that the report was a 'humbug;' In fact, from his knowledge of 'astronomy he said the thing could hot be done t Short ly after, O'Reilly's men were seen setting1 the poles directly by the blot man's dwell-' ing. One day he joined the crowd who were witnessing the operation of stretching the wire. Upon being asked what bo' thought of the matter then, he hesitated a moment, assuming an air of importance,' Snd then replied : 'Well, gentlemen, While ' in the Legislature, t gave the subject cod-" siderable attention, and after some investi gation and reflection, I have 'come to the, conclusion that it may answer very well-, for small packages, but will never do for; large bundlesnever I' 1 -M-xh ,.-('( ' ' ;i "Shon," said the Dutchman, "joa 'tnajj say what you pleastt ,'bonl bad neighbors; j I bad te vorst neighbors as never ..wasJi Mine pig and mine hens eome Homo 'mil. dere ears split, and todderday two of therm come home missing? ;- ' : -i! To plcaes all, mind your own bueinet if i ! & it- i fi'i 1 tj '.i j, S:.