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KERB & COLLINS,
ATTORNEYS A LAW
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L. GOBDON,
ATTORNEY AT LAW,
ST. CLOUD, MINN.,
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ST. CLOUD, MINNESOTA.
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Notary Public, Real Estate and Insurance
Agent. Judge of Probate of Meeker
County. Special attention to titles to
Public Lands, and to obtaining Land Pat
ents.
Litchfield. Meeker Couty Minn.
A CARVILL, M.D.,
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ST. CLOUD, MINNESOTA.
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A I I O S E
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ST. CLOUD MINNESOTA.
H. 0. MARTIN, Proprietor.
This House has just been re-fitted and
ro-fumithed throughout, and offers to
guests every comfort to be desired. The
tables are provided with the boat of every
thiag in its season, served up in palatable
•tylo. Uges start from the Haute dai
for Fort Aberorombie, Port Ripley and
mtcraodiate points. n21
O. E GARRISON,
CIVIL ENGINEER AND ARCHITECT,
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ence—twelve in Government surveying,—I
hope to give satisfaction in all branohea of
Bnglneering.
Pisa ad other Landsentered and taxe*
§•14 for Non-reaidents, and full descrip*
lea given from personal examination.
Oflloo and residence near the Episcopal
Church,
Ma#a of StearnsCounty for sale.
MeTNOTARY PUBLIC.
Farm ibr Sale.
THK
nndarsigned offers for sale good
farm of ICO acres, on the .north and of
Maine Vraire, nbont its
FOUBIBIN MILES FROM ST. CLOUD.
Sixty aores are timber, the balance prai
rie anl meadow, and the whole enoloaed
with a good fence thirty, teres being under
cultivation. On the premises is a
GOOD COMFORTABLE BOUSE
with stables, granary and storehouse two
good wells, and- other Improvements. This
fans is directly on the main road from St.
Clond to Forest City, and will be sold
ehemp. Inquire at this office, or of
J. 8. DAM,
On the premises.
WEST HOUSE,
CLOUD, MINIfCSOTA,
W E S
The undersigned having purchased the
Lewiston House (loeated on Washington
avenue, near Clarke ft Co.'s store) has
made many alterations and improvements,
and now oners superior accommodations to
travelers and all who may atop with him.
The table is supplied With the best that cab
be obtained in the market, the rooms are
tidy and the beds elean and comfortable.
!9"Oeod Stabling is attached to the
Heuee.
St. Clond, Nov. 7. 1870 vl8n!7
J, C. WILSON,
BION, CARRIAGE, AHD
1. HOUSE PAINTER,
1 AND ORAINER
Glazier and Paper Hanger
ST. CLOUD, MINN
v!2-n5-tf
ZSCHETZSCHE & HEYE
t- Dealer* in
LEATHER & FINDINGS,
2
130 Thir Str.et,
ST. PAUL, MINN.
Tannery at Sheboygan, Wis.
BANKING HOUSE I
—OF—
THOS. 0. McCLURE,
ST. CLOUD,
MINN.
General Banking Business
Done.
ALSO
S E I A .AJGKEIfcTa?
for sale of
North Pacific Railroad Bonds.
BANK O ST. CLOUD
GENERAL BANKING AND EX
CHANGE USINESS TRANS
ACTED.
O A N S I S
LAND WARRANTS,
Colleg eS crip & PoreignBxchango
.-.£ aOCQUT A.HP90LD.
,__ Agricultural College Scrip can now
be used in payment of alt Pe-emptiona the
same as Military Bounty Land Warrants.
Particular Attention given to Coilec
a Proceed*Promptly
Remitted.
Office open from 9 to 12 A. M., and 1 to
6r.K.
St.QermainStreel ,St.Cloud, Minn.
J. O. SMITH. Cashier.
St. Cloud, 8ept.l8,1867 *1
BAflK OP ALEXANDRIA.
General Banking, Exchange
AMD
REAL ESTATE BUSINESS
TBAN9ACTID.
GOLD anT"siLVER,
LAND WARRANTS^ COLLEGESCR1P
BOUGHT SOI.D.
COLLECTIONS MADE, AND PRO
CEEDS PROMPTLY RE JUTTED.
j&» Taxes paid for Son-residents.
t'OREIGN EXCIIANGE SOLD
Office on Main St., near 6th Avenue,
ALEXANDRIA, MINN.
n21 *•. B. VAN HOBSKfll, Cashier.
J. W. METZROTH
Has removed his
Clothing Store,
OPPOSITE THK CENTRAL HOUSE.
MEZROTnS IS THE TLACE.
A large stook of thefinest
SIMERBS,
Gent's
METZROTH S IS THE PLACE
GENTLEMEN' S SUITS
made at
IMIIETZIROTIrHI'S
in the latest
NEW YOR LONDONJND PARIS STYLES.
METZROTH'S THE PLACEi
Special attention is calle",
of
0 his stock
A S and A S
Embracing the mostfashionable and nobby
styles.
J&» METZROTH'S IS THE PLACE
PrtlCES LQWERTHM THE IOtfEST
S 9 REMEMBER METZROTH'S IS THE
PLACE.
St. Cloud May 24 18B9. vll-n4
STEAM REPAIR SHOP,
Alsop & Winslow
MACHINISTS.
Having recently purchased an Engine and
a full assortment of Machinery and
Tools, we are prepare1 to
REPAIR ALL KINDS OF
MACHINERY
AT SHORT NOTICE AND MODERATE
PRICES.
Mowers, Reapers,
Threshing Machines.
Mill Machinery,
Sewing Machines, &
TUCROCQIILY REPAIRED AND
WARRANTED.
OUR WORK
Wo arc also prepared (0 put in all kinds of
T&JOIX I I N
FO STEAM OR W A E
rtjr "t
-AH kinds of
JOB -WOI^K:
?~. j- TirmT
.:. Promptly attended to.
Factory on Richmond Avenue, in the
rear of J. C. Winslow'a Blacksmith Shop,
near the Post Office.
ALSOP ft WINSLOW.
C. H. AM*? J. Wntstow
v!4al
mammm
PIANOS, ORGANS,
Sheet Music, Violins, Guitars, Music
Books, trinjjs, Ac.
You can buy anything in the Musical line
CHEATER at
W. G. Farnham's Music store,
AHNNKBAPOiaS,
Than at any other place iu the Northwest.
Teachers can order Sheet Music, with the
regular discount. Sabbath Schools can or
der Books here as cheap as from the East.
Teachers can be furnished with sample cop
ies of singing books at the regular discount.
Violin and Guitar Strings of the very best
quality. Send all orders to
W. C. FARNHAM,
n2l 38 Nicollet St., Minneapolis, Minn.
CHAS. S. WEBER, M. D.,
HOMEOPATHIC PHYSICIAN,
ST. CLOUD, MINN
Office on St. Germain street, 3d door east
of Catholic Church.
ST. CLOUD
Homeopathic Pharmacy.
MEDICINE CASES AND BOOKS,
for use in the family and for the treatment
of
HORSES, CATTLE
and other domestic animals
By C. S. WEBER.
ROGER SMITH & CO.,
MANUFACTURERS OF
Fine Silver Plated Ware,
Are producing for the Fall and Winter
Trade, a large variety of elegant designs of
TEA SETS, URNS, CASTORS, FRUIT
and BERRY DISHES, $c,
together with a complete line of their cele
brated SPOONS, FORKS, KNIVES, &c.,
all warranted full plate, and bearing their
TIB^A-IDI E _MIA..:R,.K:,
which is the oldest and best known of any
leading Silver Plate Manufacture in the
United States.
GILES, BRO. & CO.,
Agents, 142 Lake St., Chicago.
Dealers may obtain illustrated catalogues
and price lists by enclosing business card.
FOUNTAIN HOUSE.
GLENWOOD, POPE COUNTY, MISS.
Beautifully locate J, at White Bear Lake,
one of the finest lakes in the State. Splen
did soonerv excelleu water sail and
row boats plenty of fish and game.
GOOD ACCOMMODATIONS FOR
GUESTS.
The House is new and well ventilated,
and supplies all the comforts of home for
the invalid or seeker after pleasure.
TERMS MODERATE.
A Billiard Room in connection with the
House.
PEABODY & ROBINSON.
Glenwood, Sept. 4, 1869. n7-t
O. O. HINES,
a
BROADCLOTHS,
and all kinds 0
Furnishing Goods
always on hand.
THE PAINTER I"
Shop on Washington Avenue,
ST. CLOUD, MINNESOTA.
v!3nl6
ftflisMSUESOTA
IRON WORKS
S in a is
Iron and Brass Founders
MACHINISTS.
Stationary and Portable
Engines,
Boilers
GANG AN CIRCULAR
SAW MILLS,
MILL FURNISHING,
SHAFTING AND
TURBINE WATERWHEEL.
SEND FOB PRICES.
LEE & HARDENBERGH
J. K, LOCKWOOD. Sup't.
PIONEER WAGON SHOP
i3i. "w -w"E:jL:R/5r
Manufacturer of
FARM AND FREIGHT WAGOifS,
LIGHT WAGONS, BUGGIES,
CUTTERS, SLEr S, &c.
All work made from the very fcest mate
rial, and fully warranted Prices reason
able. Parties needing any th ng in my lino
will do well to give mo a call.
Special attention paid to REPAIRING.
H. W. WEARY.
Lake Street, rear of Montgomery & West's
G. P. PEABODr,
WHOLESALE DEALEB IJC
Wines, Liquors and Cigars
107 Third Street,
ST.PAUL.MINN.
A E A
STRONG &ANDERS ON
SUCCESSORS TO
B. O. STRONG & CO.,
Manufacturers and Dealers in
Carpels, Oil-Cloths, Mattings, Cnrtain Ma,
erials, Upholstery Goods, Wall Paper
Bedding, Window Shades, Feathers, &o
Wos- 989 ad 834 Third Street.
ST. PAUL. MINNESOTA
H.HERSCHBACH&SON,
DEALERS IN ALL KINDS OF
FURNITURE.
Two Doors Eust of Brick Church,
St. Germain Strccf, Hi. Cloud, Minn.
Coffins
MLaclo to O
IS ANT »ESlBtD 8IYLE.
&r- Ropairine Neatly Done on Short
St. Cloud, June 10th, 1871.
e.-ee.
ICE ICE!
REMELEY & DORR
Would inform the citizens of St. Cloud and
vicinity that they are prepared to supply
them with
PURE LAKE ICE,
In any desired quantity, at their doors, at
reasonable rates.
REMELEY & DORR
W. HENDERSON.
Dealer in and Manufacturer of
Boots, Shoes and Rubbers
JSST" Custom work done in the best style
Repairing neatly and promptly done.
OnWashingtn avenue, next door to Met
orth's Clothing store n43
M. BECKER.
BOO AND SHOEMAKER.
Boots, Shoes and Gaiters
Made in the latest style and of the best
stock. Good fits warranted. Quality of
work guaranteed.
EASTERN WORK always on hand fo
sale cheap.
ALSO LEATHER AND FINDINGS
Shop on St.Germainstreet, nextdoorto
Pickit & Abbott's Store.
St. Cloud. April28.18B8.
MITVINTEA I 0 I S
GLOBE HOTEL,
F. VV. HANSCOM, Proprietor.
CORKER WASHINGTON AVKNTJE
und UTAH S E E
in a is in a
THIS 1I0USE IS
NEW, LARGE AND CONVENIENT,
Containin 6 0 Rooms.
4S* On acc3tint of its Convenient Location and
Pleasant Rooms, Business Men,Tourists, Families
Hid Pleasure Seekers wiil find it tho best place iu the
oity to stop at. vl4til
THE HOUSEKEEPERS'
EMPORIUM I
5 3 3 3 S
is the place to fiud what you want in the
line of
Cooking Utensils, House
hold Articles,
tnd fancy Goods of, every description and
of the latest styles.
AGENCY FOR WOODRUFF'S IMPROVED
a E a
OB COMMODE,
Sapolio, Japanese Paper
Ware,
WMMONS' SYPHON AND HYDRANT FILTERS.
a a S a
Send for circular.
june29-ly
GEARING.
DAYTON AMERICAN
G. WEBSTER PECK.
North Star Iron Works,
HARRISON, GORTON & CO.,
Maufacturers of Steam Engines and
Boilers, Saw Mill Machinery, Flouring
Mills, Building Columns, Window Caps and
Sills, Hot Air Furnaces, Water Wheels, &c,
&c.
All kind of repairing and fob work done
promptly and in the best manner.
The Flouring and Grist Mill department
will be under the superintendence of Mr.
0. A. PEAY. And the Saw Mill work will
be under the charge of Mr. ELIAS CONKER,
which will enable the proprietors to fur
nish all the latest improved Mill Machinery
and guarantee entire satisfaction.
Between Raiload Bridge and Pacific
Mills.
Minneapolis, Nov. 28th, 1870. vlln20
ST. CLOUD
MARBLE WORKS.
HERSCHBACH & KAMMERMAIER,
DEALKKS IN
Monuments & Gravestones
Also, Contractors for all kinds of
Stone Cutting to Order.
St. Germain street—two doors east of tho
Catholic church. n27
OPERA _SAL00N
F. VINCENT, PROPRIETOR.
Having leased this well known and popular
Saloon and Restaurant,
I would be pleased to have a call from my
friends. I will keep on hand at all times the
choicest
Wines, Liquors and Cigars,
Ale, Lager, &c, &c.
Good Billiard Tables.
F.
St. Cloud, April 24.
VINCENT.
vl3n41
1871.
MADAME C. HEARS,
INo. S S S 3Xticli*om A
nsriEW
O
ENGLISH, FRENCH, AND GERMAN
BOARDING AND DAT 3CHCCL,
O O N A I E S
MILL EE-OFEN
W E N E S A SEPT SOtfe, 1871.
For circulars apply to W. B. MITCHELL,
St. Cloud, Minn.
I O I S
MAPS CHARTS,
LOCI8 LLOYD A CO-Chicago.
H, H. LLOYD CO_ New York.
AGENTS WANTED. 8fnd for circulars to
LOUIS LLOYD CO.,
126 Dearborn St. Chicago.
PUBLISHEBS OF BOOKS, MAPS AND CHABTS.
ST. CLOTTD. MINNESOTA, THURSDAY. SEPTEMBER 21, 187).
For tho St. Cloud Journal.
IT MATTERS LITTLE.
BY MKS. JULIA C. HHCnSU.
It matters little, dearest, whether
'lis winter cold or summer in its bloom,
When we cannot enjoy together
The ever-changing seasons as they come.
Though heart is bound to heart,
Our Uvea lie far apart,
And absence tinges mino with constant gloom.
It matters little, dearest, whether
Tho sun sinks clear or cloudy in the west,
When we cannot enjoy together
Tho sacred hour that brings to labor rest.
I sit and muse alone,
Till tho last rays are gone,
My heart with anxious thoughts and fears op
pressed.
It matters little, dearest, whether
The fickle goddess kind or cruel prove,
Since we cun never share together
The sorrows and the joys that follow- love.
Only through thee can Fate
Ever make me desolate,
jp Thou only canst my wayward spirit move.
GET but the truth once uttered, and 'tis like
A star new born, that drops Into its place,
And which, once circling in its placid round,
Not all the tumult of the earth can shake.
SENTIMENT AND ACTION
(CONCLUDED FORM^AST WEEK.)
Paul had sunk back in a stupor
when he heard what errand that muf
fled stranger had come upon But,
when Magdalen, having given her or
ders, turned to him and spoke to him
as quietly as if nothing had happened,
he started up then flung himself on his
knees, beseeching ber to give up every
thing, to sign anything, confess to any
thing, rather than submit to this ter-
rible trial. Oh, that she would listen
him! Oh, that she had bat listened to
him wben he had first spken! that she
when art was heroism—to this fearful
scepticism of to-day and had trusted to
Providence and him Oh, that hi« life
eonld buy her safety that he oould
deliver ber by some heroic deed that
should not only free her, but stir men's
hearts to bravery and nobleness to the
latest time! And then he sobbed
afresh and the nerveless arms, which
were tu stir the world, fell weaker tban
a weak girl's round ber.
"Hush/'said Magdalen, gravely
"do not distress yourself so painfully
You know that I am guiltless be
sure than that I shall be proved so. Do
not fret do net agitate yourself, ifou,
who trust so in truth and God, will
He not defend the innocent, and will
not my truth bo of itself sufficient to
protect me
''No, no, Magdalen! they are going
to murder you!" cried Paul, clinging
to her, "Magdalen I shall never seo
you more
"Not so bad as that, young gentle
mau," said the officer, mildly, taking
him up from the ground as if he hadtho
been a child unloosing his nervou*
clutch on Magdalen's gown, and seat
ing him on tho sofa. "I assure you
wo are going to do your aunt no kind
of harm. Let go her drens, my dear
young sir,—she has need of all herto
fortitude, and you are only knocking it
down by carrying on so. She will
eome out well enough. I know too
much of these things not to know the
truth when I seo it starting before my
eyes."
"Will she be proved innocent
cried Paul, appearing to the officer
as if he were a Rbadamanthus. "Shall
I ever see her again Magdalen!
Magdalen are we to meet only in the
grave Is tho tomb to be the altar of
our marriage vow
"Dear Paul, for heaven's sake a lit
tle ecumge a little fortitude said
Magdalen, laying her hand on histold
shoulder. "Where is your manhood
I, a woman ou whose head all this
misery is accumulated, I should blush
to bear myself as you do Cheer up.
I em not sent to the colonies yet!"
and she smiled, sadly enough.
lie tried to rise, but his agitation
WHS so extreme that be oould not stand.
Half fainting, be sunk into a ohair,
while the maid brought in a earpei-bag
in great wonder and grief, and some
suspicion of the truth. The officer
drank a glass of wine, with an unusual
feeling of oppression at his heart. Mag
dalen, in ber black dress, her face as
paloa nd os composed as marble, looking
as if she had concentrated all her
strength aud courage within ber heart
and held a grasp of iron over her
notves, leant over Paul who trembling
and faint, socmed to be dying. She
stooped down and kissed his forehead,
murmuring softly some love names
which he preferred to all others. He
revived, only to catch convulsively at
her hands and waist, and try to hold
her near to him by force.
The calm grand air with which she
gently undid that feverish clasp, while
be still cried, "Nothing, even your own
will, shall port us I"—the quiet majesty
with which she forced him to be calm
and to listen to her—"It, indeed, he
wished to do her any good, rather than
merely to indulge the selfish weakness
of his own sorrow,"—Paul felt that she
was the strongest now, if never before
in their whole lives together and,
while her influence was on him, he con
trolled himself sufficiently understand
what she said.
"Listen," she said, iu a deeper and
more monotonous voice than usual, "do
you wish mo to feel that I have left be
hind me a child, to weep at my depart
ure, or a man to care for my interests
If a man, rouse yourself if a child,
can you ask me to yoke my life to a
child's feebleness? Listen to me well,
Paul, for. much depends now on you."
"Oh,. Magdalen, you know I would
give my life for you cried the poor
boy, passionately.
"I know that, but I want only your
self-command. Write to that friend
you have spoken of to me, the barrister,
Horace Ruthfcrd. Tell him to come to
me if you send a special messenger, he
can be with me by nine o'clock to mor
row morning, and he can perhaps ar
range for my release. Be calm, be
Courageous, and useful, and remember
your own faith in truth. Good-bye
you can do me good only by your cour-
age and self-control."
She stooped down and again kissed
bis forehead and he, awed rather than
oalmed, let her go from the rocm quiet
ly, without making any effort further to
keep her. But, when the carriage rolled
away from the dcor and boro to infamy
all that he loved on earth—while the
servants clustered round him terrified
and weeping, aud asked what it ull
meant—his strength gave way againg
and for long hours he was alternatin
between fiinting and hysterics. In this
way, much precious time, of inestimable
value,'was lost before he remembered
Magdalen's request, or was able to write
to his friend and only hope, Horace
Ruthford.
CHAPTER
Horaoe Rutherford arrived as soon as
possible after thereoeipt of Paul's in
coherent letter, and in a very short
time Magdalen was free released on
bail, to take her trial at the next assizes.
It was au easy matter enough. Any
man of tho world who understood how
to conduct the affairs of real life, even
if not a lawyer, could have managed it.
Yet there was something iu the promp
titude and decision with which Mr.
Rutherford acted, that to Magdalen,
accustomed to the timidity and want of
had had courage to prefer a life like
the brave old troubadours oi a better
time—the heroic artists of the day- practical power of Paul, seemed almost
heroic, because it was.simply manly.—
She never knew how feeble she f°lt her
lover to bo until she bad unconsciously
compared him with another of his own
age one of his friends educated un
der much the same influences, yet on
whom life had wrought such different
effects, and to whom it had taught sneh
different kssons. Not that she did
not fully recognizo the graces of Paul's
mind and intellect. The positive and
practical nature of Horace stiuck her
with greater admiration, perhnps, be
cause it was anew study, and because
it was more in accordance with her own
Horace was soon heart and soul in
the cause. If Magdalen bad been his
own sister, be could not have worked
with more loyal zeal than be did, leav
ing no stone unturned by which he
could establish. her innocence. Ho
made minute inquiries as to all the old
intimates of her father the trusted
family friends. He got their addresses,
so far as Magdalen could give them
and wben she failed, if he could havo
smallest clue, he managed to fol
low it up to the end. But, as yet, he
heard nothing from any of them that
oould be of use. One, of whom Mag
dalen spoke the most, escaped him.—
About two years ago he had gone abroad
the German batbs: since then, he
h&d been wandering about the conti
nent, and had finally gone to Spain
but his only relative (a sister who Jived
in Devonshire), knew not precisely
whither. As there was little time be
fore the assizes, he could not afford to
waste a single day. But Horace never
flagged in hope, endeavor, and encour
aging assurances to Magdalen contin
uing his search after Mr. Sladc, the
missing family friend, with extraordi
nary pertinacity. Magdalen was con
tent to let the matter rest wholly with
him, to believe in his wisdom and histho
energy, and to feel secure so long as he
her she might feel so.
They made a strangely-contrasting
group, the three friends as unlike
physically as they were morally and
yet each so excellent in bis own way.
Magdalen and Paul were both hand
some, as has been shown before but
Horace had no great share of good
looks yet he had something thai com
pensated for the want of them. He
was below the middle size butfirmand
strong, and so well proportioned that his
want of height was not noticeable. In
deed, he left on many the impression
that he was a tall man. Ho had a
ragged, irregular face: bnt its large
black eyes, and the raven hair curling
thick and close gave a rough beauty to
it. Although every feature was artis
tically unlovely though the broad nose,
thick at the base and blunt, at the end,
the unshaped lips, thick also and ir
regular, the .powerful chin and square
jaw, were none of th^m in harmony,
yet, from these unpromising elements,
came such a noble expression, suoh|a
look of energy and frankness and
quickness and penetration, that no one
ever remarked that Horaoe Rutherford
was what people call a plain man. His
manners were rather abrupt a smile
was generally playing round his lips,
and his eyes were eyes that spoke and
laughed. His conversation was quick
and brilliant usually on some topic of
the day rarely metaphysical or abstract.
He spoke well, told stories and anecdotes
with great spirit, was brave, generouj,
prompt, and determined a man whose
hope, energy, acd self-coxmand were
all but unconquerable.
What a different being he was to
sensitive, shy, poetic, tremulous, fair
haired Paul! whose smiles were like
sunflashes ou an April day, and wbose
tears sprang as easily as a child's and
were dried like a child's. The one, the
man of action, born to battle with and
ti control real life as it passed by —to
lead in the thick of the fight: the other
the poet, resting apart and above, the
iiwial
thoughts, uttering beautiful words, but
doiutf no deeds the dreamer, singer,
the poet, but not the man.
By their side, to make up the group,
Magdalen—paler than nhe used to
be,she
and thinner and graver, with her dark
brown hair and grey blue eyes, with her
oold, dreamy faca, in which only reso
lute will and the first traces of sorrow
could bo seen, and her manners half
girlish—stood before the one as a god
dess to be worshipped, before the other,
as a woman to be protected. Paul rev
erenced the strength he oould not
imitate, and Horace loved the
innocence he couli so well defend.
Horace 6oon saw that something was
amiss between the betrothed lovers. In
deed, Paul told him as much not many
hours after his arrival at Oakfield and,
having made that first confession, had
over since drawn largely on his friend's
sympathy and forbearance going to
him to complain every time there had
been any little misunderstanding be
tween him and Magdalen which was
very often. Horace was kind and sym
pathising, and gave Paul good advice
telling him not to be so sensitive al
though he oould not but think Magda
len harsh. But what was to be done
He saw plainly enough where the fault
lay—yet who could mend it If net
themselves, then no one They were
unsuited—that was the one sad word
that comprised all the rest.
"But Paul," said Horace one day
when Paul had been complaining of
Magdalen's temper—"but, Paul, you
must forgive a little petulance for the
sake of the greatness underneath. Re
member—only steel outs: lead, dull and
harmless, will not scratch a fly,"
"Yes, Horace, but Magdalen is go
changed She was never very demon
strative, but she was never so cold as
she is cow," said Paul, sorrowfully.
"Think of how much she has to oc
cupy her: think of the bitter pass of
life she is in. It is very well for unoc
cupied people like Paul, to think nothing
ail day bng, but of love but the
thoughts of a miud torn and troubled,
are very differeut."
"So it may be," persisted Paul, naive
ly, "but I have bad nothing to do with
her trials, and she should not visit them
on me. Why should she be so cold
to me because her brother is a vil
lain
"Well, my dear fellow, that is rather
difficult to answer yet you must be
content that it should be so. People
are never just when they are excited
and Miss Trevelyn is excited, and may
perhaps be unjust to you so are you to
her in your very sensitiveness. Wo
men are delioate creatures to manage,
Paul, even the strongest of them. As
a ruan, who ought to be the superior
in moral power, don't you think you
could be less sensitive and more con
siderate
"I an sure," said Paul, timidly, "I
do all in my power for her. It she de
manded iny service such as hero or
Paladin of old would giye, I would do
it for her—0, how cheerfully, how
gratefully I"
"Yes," answerad Horace, with a faint
smile "but you are not required to give
these great services. You are only re
quired to be temperate in your judg
ment, manly, and self-relying. Believe
mo, Paul, there is often more real hero
ism in the suppression of doubt, and of
the sorrow which springs from doubt,
than in any George and tho Dragon
conflict of the olden times. Wc are
all so apt to demand too much. He is
real social hero who unselfishly de
mands but little,"
Paul looked distressed.
"Horace, I need not tell you howas
much I love ber," he said, fervently.
"She is my life the lite blood of my
whol-i being. The world would be dark
and cold without her she is all I love
—all—all 1 And when I see her cold
ness to me, and think that she does not
approve of mo, it breaks my heart. I
cannot stand up against it. Weak,
passionate, boyish, mad—J may bo all
—but it is lovo for jr, and sorrow that
make me so!"
"Havo you no stronger heart than
this Why, the real man would be
able to support more tban his lover's
ill temper—not that Miss Trevelyn is
ill-tempered but I see that she is fret
ted and irritable—sod yet have a heart
strong enough for every fate. You talk
of heroio deeds yet you neglect your
real heroism, which is to bear a little
waywardness bravely. Paul! Paul
how often we neglect the flowers at our
feet, whilo stretching out our hands
vainly to thoje above our heads How
often we neglect the virtues we possess,
in dreaming of those that are impossi
ble for us to attain
"You are right, Horace," said Paul—
"quite right and I will show Magda
len that I am worthy of her."
At that moment Magdalen came in
Jo the room. Pail was full of the im
pulse created by Horace's exhortations.
He flew to meet her, took her hand
and pressed it between both his own.
Magdaleu eolored deeply, and with
drew her hand, saying, in a low voioe:
"Paul, I do not like this kind of
thing before other people."
"But Horace. He is my brother
like my own flesh and blood. He
might see and know of anything be
tween as
"Mr. Rutherford is not my brother,"
answered Magdalen, hurriedly "and,"
she added, more haughtily, perhaps,
than sho intended, "I will not allow
these absurdities before him."
daily things of earth, thinking great {was agitated, unconsciously and,
All this passed in a low voice but
Horaoe heard every wcrd of it. Ho
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whilo thinking Magdalen harsh, yet
blessed ber in his heart. Magdalen,
also, was confused and rather angry.—
She turned away without saying what
had come to saj to Horace, and
left the room Paul standing like the
statue of despair.
"There! Soe how she treats me!"
ho cried pettishly, pacing about the
room. "You see it now for yourself,
Horace you see her contempt and her
coldnes. She rules me with a rod of iron
she makes me her slave, and then
spurns me because I am her slave. She
might be gentler to me. What did I
do to deserve this ?—T, who love her
so much."
He flung himself on the sofa, bury
ing his face in his hands, and quiver
ing convulsively.
"Is this your way of bearing a little
displeasure?" cried Horace, in his
cheery voice, patting his shoulder
"Come, have a little more pluck for this
once. You, who talk ot Milton and
Cromwell, and all those iron heroes, as
if their lives were as easy as painting—
do you think they would approve of
this?"
"Yes," said Paul, almost fiercely,
looking up with a strange mixture of
feverish passion and grief "yes, they
would. The strongest men love the
best, and sensitiveness is not weak
ness."
"Sensitiveness -no. But this is not
mere sensitiveness it is naked folly,"
said Horace, in his clear, calm voice.
"Folly, Horace Such a word from
you??'
"Yes,from me, Paul and don't give
way again, there's a dear fellow, and I
will tell you why I call it folly. You
tease Miss Trevelyan with your love, a
little inopportunely offered—you often
tease her so. You never have the good
sense to see it in that light but com
plain of her coldness, when you ought
to be ashamed of your own want of dis
cretion. You are so penetrated byJyour
own feelings, that you oannot see hers.
She is bothered by you annoyed, and
tells you so roundly and you go off in
to a fit of childish despair. The thing
lies in a nutshell, and that nutstell you
must crack, to get common sense outjof
it. Now, don't bombard me with
blighted feelings," he added, seeing
that Paul was about to argue. "Ao
oept my view as both just and real.
You will find your account in being
guided by a little more worldly wisdom
than you have hitherto allowed. Be
lieve me when I tell you so."
Horace strodo out of the room before
Paul could answer. He went to find
Magdalen, intending to lecture her as
well, and to make her feel that she was
unkind, and persuade her into better be
havior. For it was very sad to see
these young people teasing each other
so much, all for want of common sense
and mutual understanding.
he couldbeara little impatience, and per
haps injustice, without weeping as he
docs—which only makes me mora impa
tient and more cold, Mr. Rutherford
—if he had more practical power, more
knowledge of the world, and were less
dreamy and romantic, if he did not al
ways talk of the future so wildly, aad
with such strange satisfaction if in
stead of imagining himself a hero, he
would be content to be firet a man, I
should be kinder to him but"—and
Magdalen looked np, with a full and
almost appealing look, Jnto Horace's
face—"he wearies me! I am very,
very sorry for it. I would give all I
have in the world not to feel so wearied
by bim, but I cannot help it. I love
and respect him very much." And
Magdalen got up, and walked away.—
"If," she then said, suddenly coming
back and standing before Horaoe, with
an expression and in an attitude suffi
ciently passionate, "if he has told you
to speak to me, you may tell him in re
turn what I have said. My lovo for
him will be always in proportion to his
own manliness and common sense. If
he continues as he has been ever since
poor papa's death, I shall get to hate
bim. My husband must be man who
can help and direct me, not a child
sobbing out melincholy bits of poetry."
Magdalen, as if she had uttered the
most tremendous secret, and committed
the most atrocious crime, rushed from
the room to her own chamber up-stairs
where, locking the door, she flung her
self on her knees, and for the first
time since her arrest, fell into sueh a
passion of jyief as she had never
yielded to in her life before.
Horace sat for a few moments sha
ding his eyes after she bad left. Some
thing in her tone and manner had
thrilled through him and, while wish
ing to condemn her, had enlisted him
en her side. She looked so strong and
beautiful, and he felt how far below ber
Paul was he understood also what she
must feel as a woman lately come to
the knowledge of her strength aud of
he lover's weakness together. Horace
pitied them both but ha pitied Mag.
dalen the more, because be sympathised
most with her. If ho bad been a wo
man, perhaps be would bave pitied
Paul.
"Ah, well I" said Horace half aloud,
rising from the sofa "I dare say they
will get on better when they are once
fairly married. It is a terrible peeition
for both, and no one knows which is
more to blame—for certainly Paul is
very tiresome, and Magdalen is harsh,"
which was all that could be said for or
against both.
After this lecture from Horace, Mag
dalen, by a visible effort over herself,
was kinder to Paul tban she bad been
of late, and the boy was consequently
as widely happy as be bad formerly
been unreasonably in despair. But
Horace saw, by every sign which Mag
dalen strove to hide, that his raptures
bored ber as much as his complaints
had done before and that the cause of
disunion lay deeper than anything
that Paul could do or undo now. She
was disenchanted, and saw their want
of moral likeness—perhaps Bhe exager
ated it but it was still there, and
could not be repaired. The effort of a
few days soon became too much for
Magdalen again she relapsed into her
old manner of impatience and coldness,
and again Paul became heart broken
and hysterical.
Andtheir
She was in the dining-room when be
went to her standing very mournfully
by the window, looking out on thebosought
drizzling rain that fell like the fringe
ot a mourning garment from the dark
clouds above. Her own face was as
sad as the heavens, and her heart was
as heavy as her eyes. Wben Horace
came near her, she turned with a little
impatient movement, for she thought
it was Paul come to have a scene and
then make wp. When she saw it was
Horace, a flush like crimson flashed
suddenly across her face. She smiled,
and half held out her hand, sighing as
if suddenly relieved from some heavy
burden. Then, as if she remembered
something, she drew herself away,
checked the impulse and the smile
both, and looked at him almost as coldly
she would have looked at Paul.
"I bave come to take a liberty,"
said Horace, smiling, but with a cer
tain embarrassment of manner, too. For
he did not like this business, now that
he was olose upon it.
"What is it?" asked Magdalen.
"Not a very great one, I am sure."
"I want to havo a long, quiet talk
with you, if you allow me," ha
an-you
swered, and leading ber to a chair.
His manner was slightly authoritative
but it pleased Magdalen, surfeited as
she was with loving slavery.
"Has anything gone wrong, Mr.
Rutherford
"In your cause ?—no, nothing but
much in your life will go wrong, if you
are not careful. Forgive my frankness
I am an old friend, now, and feel as if
I have the right to advise. May I
speak openly, without the fear ot of
fending you Miss Trevelyan
"Yes," said Magdalen, timidly.
"I will, then. 1 want to speak to
you about my old friend, Paul."
"What of him asked Magdalen,
with one of her sudden looks of pride.
"Do not be offended, Miss Treve
lyan I will say nothing that ought to
shock the most sensitive pride. But I
must be frank. Do you tbink you are
wise—I do not say right, but simply
wise—in your conduct to Paul It is a
delicate subject, and one that 1 have no
earthly right to approach but you are
young and inexperienced, and seem to
me to want a judicious adviser. Lot
us pass all ceremony. Think of me as
of an old greyheaded priest come to
confess you, and let no false modesty
mar my usefulness to you. Are
youand
not somewhat harsh and hard to Paul?
Ho loves you very dearly—more than
you perhaps know his whole life seems
to hang on you—bis whole happiness
on your kindness."
"Too much so," said Magdalen, sud
denly. "If he did not love me 60her,
much if he could live without follow
ing' me, like a child after ita nurse if
Again Paul spoke to Horace —again
bis intercession with such
despair, such ruin of hope and happi
ness with such a wrecked life, that
Horace, strangely unwilling, was forced
for mere pity's sake, to undertake as
whatever he undertook he went through
with thoroughly, be spoke to Magda
len again with even more decision^
lorcc, and distinctness than before.—
And he told her plainly that she was
very wrong.
"Did Paul give you this mission?"
said Magdalen haughtily.
"He certainly spoke to me of your
coldness to him but I have also seen
it for myself," Horace said, not looking
her in the face.
"And may I ask what you advise
nay, desire me to do said Magdalen,
still in the same manner.
"Be as kind to bim as possible,"
said Horace, stealing a glance into her
flashed face.
"And you—who, at least, are manly
—-can say such a word to me for my
future husband I" exolaimed Magdalen
bitterly. "Kind! kind!—the word
would use to to a child, or a slave,
or a pet lap-dog! Kind to a man who
ought to stand as your ideal of good
and of power, to the being whom, next
God, you ought to reverence and wor
ship. Kind!—be asks bis friend to
plead with his obdurate lover, and beg
her to be kind
She looked at him with her proud
head flung back and her eyes as hard
and as bright as steel. Her lip did not
curl, only her nostrils dilated, and those
glittering eyes looked unutterable con
tempt—contempt even of him. Then
a dim softness came over them that
cold glitter was lost in deeper and dark
er radiance—something that was not a
tear, but softened them like tears, stole
up into them, as she looked at him,
steadily, but timidly. The pride ot
that haughty head was gone, the swell
ing throat relaxed and bent forward
and Horace felt his own eyes grow dim
and dark like here, as he met and re
turned her look. He held out his hand,
she laid here in it, and he pressed it
warmly.
"Poor child he said, "poor child!"
A sigh, so deep and heart-sent, that,
despite her effort to suppress it, escaped
from her like a shivering kind of groan
awoke her as from an instant's trance,
she withdrew ber hand hastily
turning away from bim. But a shad*
ow had fallen between them, and words,
which the ear never heard, had been
spoken from heart to heart. Horace
started as if he had seen a horrible vis
ion, or heard unholy words, and, passing
said without looking at her, "If yon
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