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GOOD D V li.
Farewell, farewell I a lonely sound,
, And always brings a sigh,
ltut give to me when loved ones part
That sweet old word good-bye.
That sweet old word good- bye,
That sweet old word good-bye,
But give to me when loved ones part
That sweet old word good-bye.
Farewell, farewell may do for the gay,
When pleasure's throng is nigh,
Hut give to me that better word,
That comes from the heart good-bye. ,
That Comes from the heart good-bye,
, That comes from the heart good-bye,
Rut give to me thnt better word
' ' That comes from the heart good-bye.
Adieu, adieu we hear it oft.
With a tear, perhapa with a sigh, not,
Xut the heait speaks most, when the lips move
nd the eye sproks the gentle good-bye.
And the eye speaks the gentle good-bye
And tlie eye speaks the gentle good bye
But the heart sreAs most when the
. , lips move not, l1)'0.
And theeyo speaks the gentle good -
Farewell, farewell is never henrd,
JVhen a tear's in the Mother eye,
idleu, adieu she speaks it not,
Uut my love good-bye, good-bye.
Hut my love good-bye, good-bye.
Hut my love good-bye. good-bye,
Adieu, adieu she speaks it not,
Uut my love good-bye, good-bye.
Written for tho Standard.
CARRY LATON,
OR .
KINDNESS REWARDED.
BT KATE lAWKlNC;
cmrrEn i.
Good morning, Miss Hurlbut, 'cried Fanny
Stacy as eho ran up and caught tho hand of
nor teacnor.
Good morning, Fanny, 'replied Bho stooping
down and kissing her blue eyed pupil. 'But
why was you not at school yosterday, my dear?
Oh! Pa took ma and mo to tho springs, and
you cannot think what a nico time wo had.
Thore was lota of folks there, and tho water
jumping up and down looked so pretty I do
wish you could havo boon with U9,' continued
tho pratling child, her eyos sparkling with
pleasure
I should havo liked it much,' said Miss Hurl
but with a smilo, 'but I wi'l hear a descrip
tion of your visit somo other time, which I pro
sumo will fully compensate mo for not going,
for 1 wish to talk a few moments with my
friond, so run on my darling and join Carry.
Is she not a sweot child? said she turning to n
lady who was walking by hor sido, as Fanny
bounded along to overtake her school mate.
She is indeed,' returnod tho other, 'but who
is that other iitttlo girl, who neither t poke nor
was spoken to? I think her full as pretty as
your favorite.'
But if as pretty, sho is not a good, said
Miss Hurlbut, 'Fanny Stacy is wild and
froo as a fawn, and her heart is as froo from
f;uile, while on the cot trary Carry Laton is 6i
ont and rosorrod, I might almost say sulky,
seldom speaking a pleasant word to any one,
seeming to care whether or no other are
pleasant, if her wishes are complied with.
She says sho lovos no ono, and wants no ono
to lovo her. But I do not know a she is to
blamo for this. Tho situation of the two girls
has been only dilFerent. Carry's father drinks
n good r!oal, and. when intoxicated abuses his
family shamefully. Tho enrcs, disappoint
ments, and trouble, of which sho has had her
share, has changed tho kind, affectionate and
beautiful Mrs. Laton, to a cold, moroso and
any thing but a pleasant woman, so that it is
not to bo wondered at, that Carry is dilFeront
from hor gsy companion who has boon sur
roundod by thoso whoso chief aim is to do
good.'
Sho is indeed to bo ritied,' repliod tho oth
er, 'and to bo loved tho more.'
I will confoss she had,' said Miss Hurlbut.
but yet thoro is not a scholar in school that I
disliko more than her.'
This is wrong Ida,' replied her friend iti a
kind but reproving tono, 'it is very wrong,
Carry no doubt would havo been a very difFo
ront child had sho bocn treated different.
From your description of hor parents is is not
to bo expected bho is treated with much affec
tion at home. Being co1 tinually with those
whoaro unpleasant, she has imbibed their dis
position. Every where sho moots w ith un
kindness. Sho does not know what it is to bo
loved, but although she may say not, she wo'd
with a child affection cherish ono who loved
her. Now my dear Ida it is your duty and
privilege to teach hor how to bo happy and
how to render others happy. Study her char
acter. Do as our Savior would do was Ho
hero, tako hor in your arms and lovo her, and
it may bo tho means of saving her many an
unpleasant hour; if so you will bo amply re
warded. But hero wearo at tho door nf your
little domioil, and I supposo we must part, not
to meet again in years, perhaps never. But
Oh! let us livo for Jesus, and wo shall bo suro
of a sweet re-union at his feet,' and with many
toars the fiionds partod, never to meet again
on earth.
Miss Hurlbut was frank, intelligent, kind
and affectionate, ever ready to do good when
it lay in her power, but her heart was given
rcoro to the world than to God. Tho morning
on which wo havo introduced her to you, she
had met an old and much loved friond, whom
she had not seen before in years, and who was
about starting for Europe. This lady dearly
loved tho Savior, and prompted by this lovo,
sho endeavored during tho fow moments sho
had to spend with Miss Hurlbut to show hor
the meek and lowly Jesus in his true li?ht.
nd era thoy parted, sho had tho happiness of
hearing hor say that henceforth herlifb should
bo devoted to his cause, and her luturo career
Tho next mornincr after tho consultation
abovo related, as Miss Hurlbut entered tho
school-room, sho saw Carry Laton sitting in
one corner with her head upon hor hands, cry
ing as If her littlo heart would break. Tho
promise of tho morning beforo flashod upon
er mind, so stopping up to Carry sho sat
nwn besMo her. (lrawhiv hr nrror irt hor
. said, My dear Carry what is tho matter? what
makes you foe so bad this morning?'
Carry looked up in surprise, but mado no
reply.
Will you not toll mo my love?' urgod Miss
Hurlbut
At this Carry's tears burst out afresh, and
throwing her arms around her teachers neck
.1.. ..II .1 .1 I Si i . i. . I. .
lie iuuiju ni'JU'i. iuiijiu, li'iweTer, uu
said, 'Oh! Miss Hurlbut, the girls havo been
tolling mo that Father was a drunkard, and
Mother was real moan woman, and that there
... - it.. i ;l mrk .. i i t
am so cross. I know my mother and father
'aint as good as thoirs, but I cannot holp it,
I know that no ono likes mo, I know that lam
had girl, but, if I had boon treatod as other
gins nave i might nave Docn as gooa as mey.
Ob! I don't want to livo, I don't want to live,
aid she, sinking back into her soat, and giving
vent to her grief again in tears.
Mist Hurlbut was surnrisod, sho saw she
had. as her friend hinlod, entirely mistaken
hor character, she saw though a small child,
tho foil like a woman. Both surprised and
wounded by Carry's words, she drew the woop
ing child to hor bosom and told her as long as
sho remained, sho should noror want a friend
to love.
CHAPTER U.
The summor passed away and Miss Hurlbut' s
school closed. A few months aft or, she mar
riod Mr. Elmont, a promising young doctor, to
whom sho had beeu long engagod, and with
many others emigrated to tho then, far off 'vil
lago of Chicago. Tho avocations of'tho bus
band froquently called him among the poor and
lowly, and there sho often accompanied him,
soothing the sick, relieving tho needy, and
pouring tho healing balm of consolation into
the broaking heart. Every whoro hor prcs
onco was hailod with delight for nono know
but to lovo hor.
That time passod swiftly on, and the quiet
ness of the little village, changed to the busy
activity of tho city. It was a cold morning in
December that Mrs. Elmont loft fur the pur
pose of calling on a poor woman, who lived in
the subcrbs or the city, and who was danger
ously ill, and to see if thore was aught that sho
could dp to alleviate her distress. Her gontlo
rap was answered by a sweet voice, which bade
hor enter sho did so, although sho had seen
much of suffering and misery bofore, she had
novor soon anything that could bo compared
with tho scene before her. Throe small chil
dren, with clothing L sufficient to shelter them
from tho piercing cold wero hovoringover a fow
expiring coals. A poor emaciatod woman lay
npon a bed of etraw in another corner, whilo a
broken chair, a table, a fow dishes comprised
tho furniture. A young girl of somo ninoteen
summers stood by the bed eido, socking to
comfort, while she administorod tho cordial
to the friendloss woman. A robo of groon vel
vet encompassed a form of cxtremo loveliness.
Her brown curls fell unfastened down her neck
whilo her dark hazol eyes beamed with lovo
and affection.
"How is tho lady this morning," asked Mrs.
Elmont advancing to her side. 'But poorly,'
replied sho, glancing at tho new comer, but as
sho did so tho spoon tho held fell upon tho
floor, and casting ono scrutenizing glance upon
hor, 6ho sprang forward and tlucw her arms
around her neck, exclaiming 'Miss Hurlbut,
my doar dear Miss Hurlbut, can it be possible;'
Mrs. Elmont scanned every foaturo for a mo
mont then raid, I havo no recollection of see
ing you before, may I ak your name;'
Tho young girl raised her dark eyes to tho
fac--f Mrs. Elmont, saying. 'Do you not ro
membor vour littlo pupil Carry'
Carry Laton, yes, yes, I rccognizoyou now,'
cried Mrs. Elmont interrupting her. Oh!
how glad I am to seo you, but how is it that
you aro so far from homo?' gazing in surprise
at tho rich robo of Carry. 'I am not far from
home,' replied sho divining tho thought of her
friend. My parents aro in the city, but lot us
attend to our duty now. and then 1 will accom
pany you home where I will relato some inci
dents cennectcd with my history, which may
interest you.'
Beforo the fi ionds left, a bright firo was bla
zing on tho hearth, a physician had betn called
and relief administorod to tho poor woman,
warm clothing and food were procured for the
childron, a nurso was found, and thoy left, hap
py in tho ionciousnc8S of doing good.. '1 be
licvo you posses tho art, my dear Mrs. El
mont, said Carry as they sot in tho littlo par
lor of Dr. Elmont,' of making every body and
everv thing happy, that comes in contact with
you.1 4I don't know as to that,' replied tho
other, 'but this I do know, I am ever happiost,
whon engaged in making others happy. But
now Carry for your story, for tho Dr. will bo
homo ero long.
'It is sad,' re plied Carry, 'but it may bo inter
esting. You remember my condition when I
ationdrd yonr school in Cortland, a poor igno
ignorant selfil!ed child, and in many roppects
similar to thoso poor children wo have just left,
reduced to want and misery by a drinking fath
er You so mo now and wonder why tho
change? Yo'i remember also, no doubt the
kindiios you showed mo at that time, you was
tlio firt one I ever learned to love, and bo not
surpriscd.whcnI say.that it is my dear instruct
ress, who has been the instrument of ttuch a
change. Although a child in ago, I had by
bitter experienco become a woman in thought
and feeling. From that time my conduct wis
changed. I endeavored to follow tho instruc
tions given mo by you during tho rost of your
stay, to do all I culd for tho happiness of oth
ers, thereby securing tho samo mysolf. With
my mother permission I attoudod tho Sab
bath school and thero learned about my Savior,
and learned to lovo him, and you by experi
enco know tho solico I rocioved, I said my
mother was very unhappy and miscrablo, and
I sought to comfort her as well as I know how
when I was cloven, mother thought she could
keep me to home no longer and I went to live
with Mrs. Grant, who resided somo twelvo
miles distant. The evening boforo I was to
loavo lmroo, I left a fow minutes to bid farewell
to somo of my littlo playmates, for thoy no lon
ger shunned mo, and as I ncared the houso on
my roturn, I hoard a low sob. After listen
ing somo time I entered, and found Mother
sitting on tho last broken stool, crying, advan
cing, I throw mnself at hor foot and beggod of
her to tell mo what was tho causo of her grief
gazing npon mo for a moment, eho lifted mo
into her lap and said.'
Carry listen to mo a moment, I was not al
ways what I am now. I was onco young and
happy, I know not what sorrow was until I
reached my nineteenth year; I then became
acquainted with your father. Ho was two
years my senior; handsomo and agreeable.
Wo were marriod; and I saw beforo mo naujht
but happiness. But alas; ho had imbibed hab
its of which I know nothing, his lovo soon ap
peared to g roar cold, and as I loved him as fow
can lovo, it nearly broko my heart. Ero two
ycjra had passed away, his homo although ev
ery ncrvo was exerted to mako it onticing
seemed to lose its attractions. Many of his
evenings, which seemed so long and lonely to
mo, wore spent at tho tavern, soon ho began to
neglect his trade, which was that of a tailor his
customers forsook him, and poverty stared us
in the faco. Ono thing after another w ta
ken from our noat littlo dwelling", to bo ex
changed for tho poison drug, to debase and
kill my husband and destroy my own happi
noss. All my endeavors to win him back, tho'
I urged, i-nlroatod, and prayed, wero all in
vain. . From that timo ihavo boen obliged
to work night and day, to procure what was
necessary to sustain ii fo. I havo, bnt how I
know not, sent you to school somo part of tho
timo. But I can do so no longer, I cannot
think of your loaving mo, bnt it must bo. Oh!
my child,' continuod she, clasping mo tightly
in hor arms, 'that a blessing Wo I found in
you. For years I havo thought God was cruel
in afflicting mo, I havo dono all I could to pro
voko His wrath, and Oh! if it had desoendod
upon mo in all its powor, it would havo
been less than I desired. But we was
morciful for tho two last weeks, as morning
and evening you knolt boforo your God, unsoen
or unheard as you thought oxcept by Him, I
have boen an intorestod listener, and each
voico has seemed liko tho whisper nf an angel
to my sinking soul. Yes my doar Cary, your (
HILLSDALE, TUESDAY APRIL 52, 1854.
earnest prayers havo brought me back to God,
and I hopo and trust thy Savior is mino.'
'Oh! Mrs. Elmont,' continuod Carry.'imag
ino my happiness, yes; it was indeod a happy
hour. Our souls together hold sweet com
munion with ono Savior, and when beforo had
boen onactod many a heart-rending scone, was
now tho placo of sacred converts with God.
Tho next rooming I bid adieu to homo and
mother, to live with strangers, I did not return
again until nearly a year and a half had elaps
ed, at which timo 1 recievod a letter, which
bade me return instantly, as my mother was
dangerously ill For two long weeks, I watoii
ed with tho most unwearied attention by hor
eido, when although it soomed liko a miracle,
her disoaso turned and tho physician pro
nouncodher out of danger. . Oh! w hat joy thoso
words brought to my hosrt. But it roquirod
tho best of caro to bring her back from the
brink of tho grave.
"Twas evening. The moon rollod on its si
lent courso, in all tho beauty of greatness.
Tho stars lookod raischiovously down from
their hidden coverts, and all without soomud
happy. Tho clock had just struck twelve
When I had dono all for Mother that was ro
quirod that night, and sho had sauk into a gen
tle sleep, whioh I hoped might last till morning,
I took my sowing (tor I was obliged towork
while sho slept,) and sat down by tho flicker
ing lamp. .Thoro was naught to disturb my
moditations, and thoy I know not why, wero
sad. But I ask why should they not bo sad? I
was thinking of my father. All at once, tho
thought, why could ho not bo saved? flashed
across my mind.' My work dropped. Try it,
try it, resounded in my cars. Throwing my
self on my knees, I, with many toars, boought
wisdom and ns9istanco from above. I oroso
with a firm resolution to do what I could,
'though that little should provo vain. Throw
ing on a bonnot, t emerjrod into tho stroet, and
bout my steps towards tho tavern. What was
I to do wheal reachod it? A littlo girl not
yet thirteen; 1 know not, Icarod not, if my
purpose was only accomplished. As I roached
the door, I hoard tho sound of many voices,
and such horrid blasphemy as I novcr hoard
boforo fall, upon my ear. For a momont I
stood irresolute, it was however but a momont.
I opened tho door and enterod, Oh! what a
scene was presented to my viow. But permit
mo to pass over it. for tho thoushts of it awa
ken all tho horror I then fult. It was too Iato
to rotraco my steps, neither did I foci so in
clined. My purposo was too firm to bo eas
ily shaken. My sudden ontranco, socmod
to surpriso tho dogradod beings beforo mo,
and for a momont stoppod their carousal. I
saw this was tho timo to act and I improved it
well. Rushing to my father and clasping his
hands in mine, I foil upon my knoos and rais
ing my eyes to heaven, cried in a clear voico,
though with much emotion, Oh God! save, Oh!
save, Oh! dosavo my father. Remaining still
in a kneeling position, I bosought him with all
tho energy I could command, with prayers and
tears, to loavo that placo then and forover, to
return with miand mako our homo onco moro
a happy ono. Then rising I throw myself at
tho foot of tho landlord, snd entreated, by
all that was dear to him, by his hopo of ever
lasting happiness, by tho Groat God who was
waiting for his answer, novor to sell my fath
er another drop of liauor of any kind, lifting
mo to my feet, and raising one band to heaven,
ho said, in a voico scarcely audible, 'While
God and tho angels listen, I solemnly promise,
never to sell another drop of liquor to nny man
woman or child.' Oh! how thoso few words
lightened the load in my heart. Not a word
disturbed tho 6oUmnity of tho scono. Step-
1ing forward, ho took my fathers hand, and
cading him to tho door, gave it to mo saying,
Lead him homo, and may God help you.' Ar
riving at tho house, he throw himself on tho
floor, I knew not whothcr to reflect or slocp.
But for mo what an eventful night,! I could
not sloop, but spent tho rcmaindor in prayer
and thanksgiving. As soon as day light dawn
ed, ho aroso and left tho houso. Not a word
was spoken, you may imagino tho anxiety I felt
for hid return. But bright hopes burned iii
my bosom, and I could anticipato naught but
happiness. But I was not idle, I arrangod ev
ery thing in tho neatost manner, and prepared
our humb'o meal with tho utmost care. Then
as mother had awaken, I went to attend to hor,
propped her up in tho bed, arrangod her hair,
&c, &o, carefully concealing every oventoftho
night boforo. Hours passed on, although they
seemed liko weeks to inc. Tho clock i truck
nine. I heard a step. The door opened, and
my father ontcred. His bright smilo told mo
what I had so longed to know. Arising, I
reached forth my hand, which ho took, and
stooping down kissod mo, thoi placing a papor
in my hand, said in a low voic 'Givo this to
your mother, love, and tell hor if sho can for
givo my faults, wo will still bo happy.' Lead
ing him to tho bedsido, I handed mother tho
paper, who received it with astonishment. It
was a temporanco plodgo. Tho noxt moment
thoso two so longed ostrangod, wero clasped
in each other's arms. Tho causo of this was
relatod to mother, and together wo murmurod
thanks for such hnppinoss. Tho rost is soon
told. Tho Landlord's sign was iakon down
and, no liquor sold horo,' substituted. My
father rcsumod his trade, customers flocked
around him, a better house was found, mother's
health improved, I was placed at school, and
hnppinoss took tho place of misery. Some
timo ago father read a letter from an old friend,
who has long resided horo, and who offered
him a placo in his clothing sloro, whioh wos
accoptod. and throe wooks ago wo arrived,
and aro doing well. But' continuod she, throw
ing her arms around Mrs. Elmont's neck, 'all
my happiness I shall justly attributo, under
God, to you, my faithful friond and teacher.
A WORD IN SEASON FEOM TENNESSEE.
Tho staunch Whig and honorable politician,
William Cullom, of tho fourth Congresional
District ofTcnncsseo, mado a spoeoh In tho
IIouso of Representatives on Tuesday last, that
sounded liko a blast of the old Whig buglo to
tho ears of politicians. Tho following is an
extract from it:
Tho streams of legislation aro damned up
by this rlefarious project tho Nebraska-Kansas
bill which ho donouneod as tho work of
politicians, to stranglo tho legislation of tho
country, for personal aggrandizement. ' Ho
boliovt'd in the fnco of God. that ho would bo a
coward if ho did not denounco it. Ho would
not bo a Tonncssean if ho did not cry out a
gainst this nefarious plot against tho poaco
and quiet of tho country. Yes, Nebraska and
Kansas is the huo and cry with which theso
walls aro mado vocal. Amid tho sound of
theso cant phrases, wearo told thoso Territo
ries mu3t havo govornmonts given to them
forthwith; and the Compromiso of 1820 tho
work of our fathers, who plodgod their honor
to its support must bo trodden undor foot.
Gentlemen might talk to him about bad faith
and outraged Southern honor, but ho would
toll all sections this is a naked quostion of re
pudiation or no repudiation.''
On Mr. Cullom rosuming his soat Col. Bon
ton and nt hor members of tho Houso crowdod
around him andoxtondod thoir congratulations
rn tho sontimcnts ho avowed, and tho stand
ho hid takon.'
From the Dublin Magazine,
ESTELLE,
oa,
A Peep lleblad tho Scenes.
"His rising heart betrayed
Remorse for oil the wreck it made,
tier tale untold her truth too deeply proved."
, Uyron.
You hero, mon ami I Who would expoct to
find you horo in such a placo as this?"
The scono was tho comotory of Pcre la
Chaise; tho exclamation occasioned by the
presence of a young man whom I oncounterod
suddenly in a shady spot, closely bordering on
tho tomb of Abelard and Huloise, I had been
standing in a sontimontal mood for at least
half-sn-nour. Now, there was no doubt ho had
us much right in tho protty burial-ground as I.
The pleasant May brcezo was as free for him
as for mo; the sanshino was common property;
tho soft willow loaves had not opened thorn
solvos exclusively for my enjoyment; nor had
the sconted violets bloomed for mo alono.
Nor should Ihavo exclaimed thu?, had I mot
him any whoro olso in possession of theso swoet
spring privileges; but horo in Yere la Chaise
that was tho wonder! and therefore I ox
claimed "Who would oxpoct to And you in such a
placo as this?'
Ho smiled not tho smile that electrified
the audience every evening in tho theatre, but
a melancholy smile, tinctured with eatiro, that
I should sharo the common prejudico that
comic actors must bo comio fellows.
"Pardon mo.,' I said answering this look.
"Iam awaro I have no right to enquire: but
confoss a god of mirth is not ofton soon wan
dering among the tombs!"
"Not often sought thoro at any rate, said
D-r , "But do you think this placo ead?',
"On th contrary, to mo it is cheerful as tho
gayest promenade in Paris. Tho dead are so
cared for, thoir taste so minutely consulted,
thoir tombs ho protlily decked, and ono's tho'ts
aro ploasantly sobered down, but by no means
oppressod as in our English burying-grounds."
"Ah! everything is sad in your country,"
said tho Fronchman, raising his eyebrows pit-oouslv.
'Whilo horo," I said, laughing, "only tho
comic actors aro eo.
D " passod his arm through mino.
"You shall seo why," ho said briefly; Mid
lod mo along tho narrow pathway b) which
he had como.
Presently wo stood besido a tomb hong with
wreathes of everlastings, and planted with
choico flowers.
Oa tho simple cross, of purest marble, was
writcn:
"F.Ktelle de It
Aged eighteen ) ears."
Tho words, "To my daughter," wero also in
scribed below; and among tho garlandi wore
many in which tho words, 'VJ ma Fillc," had
been iutcrwovon. Ono evidently placod a
mong tho rest, boro this motto, "Regrets eter
nal," in black and whito immortelles.
I stood looking at thin resting place of somo
cherished child, who had just budded into wo
man, to bo culled by death, and wondering how
many thero was in tho circle that onco idolized
her; who still brought flowers to her grave,
when I) 'lading his hand lightly upon
my arm, pointed to a scat near us. Ho was in
ono of l hose moods when tho soul, too weak to
boar alono the sorrow that weighs it down,
turns to tho first comer, and finds relief by
tho moro utterance of his woo.
"Sit down," ho said; "I will toll you her
talo."
"You know her?'' I asked.
"Or sho would not bo theie, he replied.
His voico was broken. I did not look at him,
but waited till his emotion had passed away.
1 resontly ho cortinuod "A year ago sho was
ptiro and beautiful as an angel. W o met, wo
loved, ond sho is there!
You wero faithless?" I asked roproachfully
i aithlcss: Ho repeated. "iNo: mon aro
not faithless to women liko Estello, especially
when thoy stoop from a high born sphoro to
love ono infinitely below thorn. Unworthy as
I was of her innocent lovo, I returnod it with
ns sincere a passion as my soul is capablo of.
How ofton havo those quiet spots wimossod
our glad mooting!; bow often lias tho solcmu
shade of cathedral pillars, or tho glitter of a
maskod bail, concealed our livo from thoso
who watched over hor. Enough; sho was
mine mino forever, as I fondly thought, but
love had mingled poison wii'i its sweets. Can
nngcls fall, and forget tho heavens they havo
lost! Estille's romorso was greater than her
lovo; tho ono would havo given her immortali
ty tho other planted death in her bosom.
"Suddonly I lost sight of my beloved. In
vain I sought her in her former haunts; she
no longer visited them; in vain placod letters
in tho hands of our confidante: slionevor camo
to reccivo them.
"Fool that I was to doubt her! to fancy any
thing could shako her faith, or mako hor false
to her vows of constancy. Had sho not sacri
ficed all for mo? forgotten family and parents,
nay rcavon itsolf? and yet I mistrustod her!
"I censed my inquiries I sought to forget
her.
'Ono ovening I was disturbed whilo at din
ner by tho announcement of a stranger. It
was tho medical adviser of Estellu's family.
He camo to toll mo that nldlle. Do u
was dangerously ill; and in consoquenco of
mental aberration, as her tnonus supposed,
bad boon calling on my name, and entreating
that sho might seo mo onco moro before sho
died. By tho doctor's advico, and as a last re
source, her parents had consented to this strange
request, and now sont'to invito mo in their
houso, hoping the sight of mo would bo suffic
ient to dispel tho dying girl's delusion. There
was an intelligent look in Dr. L's. faco as he
told mo this, which gave mo intuitivo confi
dence in him, and convinced mo, whon I aftor
ward rccallod it, that ho had a strong suspicion
of tho real stato of tho caso, which was doubt
less confirmed by my overwhelming griof.
"I flow to tho dwelling of my beloved; ard
tho doctor insisting that only ho and I should
enter tho sick room, scarcely a moment elapsed
oro I stood in her presence
"Her open arms received mo, hor eyes flash
od with tliosamo ploasuro as of yore; but oh!
how changed Estello, Estello."
Tho unhappy man bent his hoad and sobbed
aloud.
I did not attompt to comfort him; I know
remorso was minglod with his griof, and that
it was bettor to.
Ho wont on aftor awhilo
"At suven o'clock I was compollod to be at
the theatro to perform in tho first and last pie
cos. It was within half an hour of tho timo.
Sho sufforod mo to go with difficulty."
You will como back will you not;' sho
asked, as I held hor onco moro in my arms.
'I shall not sleep till I havo seen you again.'
'I promisod, and toro mysolf away from
that clinging embrace. I roached tho tho
atre, I droasod and playod my part. Ye,
played it, laughod, jostod, mockd at lovo, and
waschoorod! Tho applause delayed mo. Im
patient to havo dono I hurried on with my
part; tho pieco seomod tho livelior for it the
applauso soomod great or. In the interval be
tween tho pioeos I rushed out of tho houso
and flod along tho streets, toward Eitollo's
homo. I knew I could not roach it it mat
tered not. It seemed to mo somo miracle must
havo worked id my favor that somo ono wo'd
meet mo with news of her thBt timo itaelf
would stand still in my behalf. Tho night air,
tho oxercWo, rocalled mo to my senses; I stop
ped, unconscious of my madness, retracted my
steps. '
"Enough; ii was over at last! both pieces;
and at midnight I reached tho house. I had
rushod from tho stago without changing my
dress, I know Bho would not reproich mo for
such haste. ,
Tho entranco door was open; tho conciergo
was absont. I romombored oven then noth
ing, as I flow by, how hor candlo was dying fit
fully away in tno socket. Thero was no ono
on tho stairs as I boundod op them no ono
watching In thoanto-room besido hor bed-room
door. Tho silenco that reignod in tho houso
was frightful. I ontorod, gasping and horror
struck: I know not why. Long tapors were
burning bosido hor couch; two priest kneeling
in prayer but she had not kept her promiso;
sho slept beforo I camo never to wako again.
"I was ono of thoso who followed hor here.
Tho whito garland lay upon hor coffin; I alono
know that eho who slept beneath it had no
right to boar that wreath."
From the United States Economist.
CALIFORNIA GOLD.
In our last number we publshod tho unusual
fact of a return cargo of Atlantic produce, em
bracing somo 2.000 barrels of flour, from San
Francisco, os being there unsaleable, pricos
having boon at ono timo much higher hero
than thero. Tho fact indicates clearly that
tho production of gold will bo largoly increas
ed, inasmuch as that it marks a great riso in
tho value of that orticlo a rlso so groat as to
mako it, for tho first time, profitable to tho dig
gors. This marks a now era in tho history of
California. When hor gold was discovered it
w.is (liffiftnlt of sale. Tho diffcers wore required
to givo a largo quantity for a small proporlion of
tno noco6saries oi mo. i no man wnuso ;iiuwr
yielded him ono and a half to two ounces, 25a
$30 per day, got rich no faster than he who
earned $1 in tho Atlantic Stato-. Tho ship
pers of tho produco, freighters and merchants
mado monoy, bpcauso they got tho gold at so
rlipnn a rato. This naturally had a two fold
influence; it discouraged tho production of
gold, and promoted tho supply of all thoso
things in comparison of which it was cheap.
t his supply tias boon anorucu uy mcrcosuu
importations and local productions, until now
gold is tho dearest relatively.
Tho docllno in food, buihihg materials, tools,
clothing, everything in short roquirod by tho
liorrrnr li.-ia boon tnarkod. whilo imnroved means
ofcommunications between tho mines and tho
cities havo placed thorn within tho resell ot tho
dinner. If wo tako four orticb'S sav flour.
beef, pork and butter in illustration, tho
comparative values Nov. 1852, and lVb. 1854
aro as follows:
Nov. 1S.V2 Feb. 1051.
riou", 1 t)l $t!UM 3,0J
Itcef, 1 hid I7,;0 1 1.041
i'ork 1 hid 45,00 17,0)
r.uttcr,...l'JJ lbs 41,00 12,01)
PorreaKO
.;)
li.00
37,00
Total,...! bids, f 152,09 $m,0() 1.11,00
Tho man who dug gold in 1852 was roquirod
to givo nino ond a half ounces for thoso articles
which ho gets now for threo ounces; that is to
say, for 2 ounces of gold in 1852, bo got one
barrel of flour, he now gots Jive barrels for tho
samo quantity. If ho mado wages beforo, ho
gets rich now for tho samo amount of labor;
and ho now encounters loss competition in tho
mines, because groat numbers havo left, to do
bettor in other pursuits Among thoso.ag ricul
ture has boen the most Bucccsstul.and California
will this year raisoall tho bread that sho wants
herself. Theso results wo indicated as in pro
cess of development, in our number for Nov.
Gth. 1852.
It is to bo remarked that tho circulation of
California is exclusively motalic; and in a pop
ulation. or 150,000 mon, tho quantity required
for each has boon estimated at tho minimum
of 100, say 815,000. In the first few years
this was retained in pouches, as dust, and sold
by woight on tho occasion of each purchase,
however small. Somo porsonsthen estimated
tho average quantity at 500, which among
80,000 maids, would givo 10,000,000. Coin
gradually flow in, and privaU mints and pub
lic assay offico suppliod currency, and may
havo roducod the quantity per head which
each man required; bo that, as the number in
creased, tho aggregato may havo boon kept
good. In such a stato of affairs, it is obvious
that, when prices fall to ono-half or ono-third,
a great doal less gold fs reqnired to bo kept
for currency thm whon prices aro high. From
this source a snpoly of gold may bo apparent
ly kept up for export, whon tho quantity ao
tually dug is less. As, howovor, on tho do
clino of all tho articles for which gold is ex
changed takes placo, through greater supplies,
its value enhanced, a great and direct stimulus
is given to tho production of gold. According
ly, tho recent arrivals from California bring us
tho following account:
'All is now industry throughout tho mines,
and almost every gulch, creok, or flat yiolding
its till now hidden wealth, rewarding tho hardy
miner who plies his toin or rocker, or who has
placod his eluico to tako advantago of somo lo
cality whoro this mothod of mining will an
swer. Many aro dragging forth for washing,
from tho bowels of the hills, dirt hidden hun
dreds of feet bolow tho surface, which nothing
but exponsivo experiments havo provod to con
tain gold, and which now yields a handsomo
roturn to stoady labor."
How Mex "Bl'st Up." Mon with unassu
ming wives never fail. It is tho husbands of
such wives as Mrs. Dash' and Lady Brillants,
who find themselves faco to faco with tho
Sheriff and certain mysterious documents a
domed with rod tape and wafer's big enough
for target exorciso. Tho desire of a New York
f -minine is to outshino hor neighbors not in
mental acquiromhnts but in gingorbrcad orna
ments and gold odgO coal scuttles. If Mrs.
Dash gives a gamo supper woodcock stuffed
with gold dust Lady Brillants takes tho wind
nut of hor sail by getting up another in which
tho prevailing dish will bo birds of paradiso
swimming in a gravy mado of moltod pearl.
It is this rivalry, and not "dabbling in railroad
stocks."that brings ruination to tho fast men of
Wall Btroet. Tho "ill-fortuno of which they
com plain, is no moro or 'csthan a brainless
wifo. If thoy would como back to happinoss
they should diroct thoir attention not to the
fluctuation nf tho stock markot but to tho ru
inous absurdities of thoir firo-side. Thousand
dollar repasts don't pay whilo tho merchant
who purchases hundrod dollar handkorchiefs
for a duck of a wifo," should not wonder if tho
timo eventually comes when a "goosoof a hus
band lacked shirts snd but ill supplied with
breeches.
Durinir tho last fift vnars tho EniscoDal
Clergy in this country have incroascd in num-
Dor about zoo to l.TOO.anJ their communicants
ftom 10,000 to 103,000.
-tr'Ihavo not lived lightly," as tho man
thought, when he married a widow weighing
throo hundrod pounds.
No. 394.
' From the London Times, March 29
THE WAR DECLARATION.
War is docl'rod. A peace which has lastod
the unexampled period of 3D yoars, which ma
ny fondly hoped was to last as many rrioro, la
at an end; and tho throo most powerful States
of Europe are onco mor engaged in a strug
gle, tho duration, tho end, and thorosultsof
which no one can toll; but it is too likely to
produco disasters and sufferings, of which wo
are mercifully spared the foreknowledge. It Is
not for us to attempt to lift up the veil of A
futurity which must bo sad in many r os poets j
nor is thero any need. '
No alternative is left us; the decision has
boon taken out of our bands; and, unless wd
would submit, with our allies, to cro.uch under
tho indotont dictation of a barbaric power, and,
boo tho liborties of Europe disappear under
tho tramp of tho Cossack, wo had no other
courso than to do what has now boen done Id
sad and solomn form. The eight of tho docu
ment which we publish to day will call many
to thoir senses, who to tho last have specula
ted on tho chancos of war as a still remoto con
tingency, or have lookod at it in its holiday as
pects. If tho mcro sight of a manifesto to which wo
aro happily so littlo used, might sober tho most
thoughtloss, tho perusal of it will remove eve
ry scruplo from thoso who do not think all war
unjustifiable Tho document do s justice to .
tho long and anxious efforts of Franco and
England to heal tho rupturo which the Czar
had all along dotornlined novor should bo heal
ed, oxcept by tho subjugation of a neighbor
against whom ho had no longer a quarrel.
With asimplo collation of dates it convicts the
daring attempts of tho Emperor to falsify tho
chronology of tho negotiation, and throw on
us tho odium of provoking tho war.
It meets with a just rebuke the impudent hy
pocrisy with which Russia has claimed to bd
tho friend of religion and truth, when it was
spurning tho puro precepts of tho ono and
outraging tho laws oftho othor. Thoro is not
an Englishman whoso thoughts aro still free,
and whose hand is not tiod by soma fanatical
theory, who will not respond heart and soul to
this solomn oppoal. Tho creator part of us
will only bo called on to endure sacrifice and
thankful wo should bo that our part in tho no
ble strugglo is not moro severe.
"But thoso sacrifices will bo mado cheerful
ly snd ungrndingly, from tho conviejion that
Heaven has put them upon U9, and that tho
only way to savo ourselves, and fulfil our part
oftho torrihlo drama, is to striko with all our
might, and lot tho great culprit seo at onco tho
tremendous power he has presumed to set at
nought. Wo havo been slow to tako tho de
cisive step. Tho Russian has evidently con
cluded that wo preferred negotiation to action;
tho very population of St. Petersburg!! lias
boon taught that wo nro too commercial to bo
real warriors, and too fond of profit to bo keen
ly sensitivo to wrong.
Now thnt wo havo thrown away the scabbard,
and stand faco to faco with our insolent antag
onist, it only remains to disahuso him thor
oughly of t!ii4 imaginary cstimato of our tenv
per and our power. That, wo havo no doubt,
will bo done, but it will bo dono all tho moro
roadily by our gollant.floct and army, if it bo
known that all England follows her sons to
battle, nnd will prosecute their causo and a
vongo their death, till Boon or late tho rights
of nations snd tho liberties of Europe rcceivo a
fresh sanction in tho signal punishment oftho
gigantic offender.
CURIOUS AND SAID TO BE TRUE.
Henry D. Mitchel, of Vermont, has furnished
a very curious statement to tho Vermont Tri
buno of a bona fido case of important informa
tion being obtained through tho moans of spir
itual rappors, which is worth reading. Tbo
facts aro thus condensed for tho Buffalo Repub
lic, from which wo tako them:
It scorns that the wifo of this Mr. Mitchell
has recently boon dovolopod as a writing mo
dium. His father, Wm. Mitchol, was a soldier
in tho war of 1812, and diod soon aftor tho
closo oftho war, having served tiro voars which
cntitlod him to a quarter soction of tho public
land. Henry boingnow but forty-two years
old, has no rocoloction of his father, who died
somo four or fivo yoars after ho was born.
He knew that his father was ontitled to the
bounty land: but bo did not know what ho had
dono wiih his claim; nor had he over mado any
oflort to ascertain anything about it.
A fow weeks ago tho hand of Mrs. Mitchol
moved to writo, as was frequently tho case, and
tho namo of hor husband's father was writton.
This bo ng tho first imo that an intelligence
purporting to bo his father had commurJcatoil
to him, tho inquiry was "if ho had anything of
importanco to communicate? Tho answer
immodiatoly was, "Yes, I know that you would
liko somo information about my land," This
reply was unexpoctod by Mr. Mitchel, as ho
was thinking at tho timo upon a brotbor, who
was a soa-firing man. and whom ho had not
heard of in twenty years.
Tho intcll'gonco wroto out that ho was enti
tled to a quarter soction of land for services
ronderod in tho war of 1812, and that tho land
had boen located in what is now called Piko
county, in tho State of Illinois, and that ho
diod whi'o on his way to Washington. Ho
directed his son to writo on to Washington,
as tho patent had nover boen issued from tbo
offico there, and that the land was now valua
blo, and justly bolongod to his heirs. Mr.
Mitchel showod his commnn'cation to several
spirituallists who advised him to writo on to
Washington, as it would provo a practical and
scvore test of tho idontity oftho intelligence
Ho accord'ngly wrote to Hon. James Moacham,
one oftho Vermont delegation in Congress,
roquesting him to make an examination oftho
records.
On tho 21st inst.. ho rocoircd from Mr. Moa
cham his papers, and a copy of tho record with
the official seal of Hon. John Wilson, Land
Commissioner, showing that his father was
entitled to a quarter section of land; snd that it
wns located and rccordod, October 10, 1817
thirty six years ago. Tho following is sn ex
tract of tho record.
Wm. Mitchol, hnving deposited In tho gen
eral offico, n warrant in his favor, numbered
6005, thoro is grantod to tho said William
Mitohol. Iato a privato in Stockton's company,
in tho Sixth Regiment, Infantry, a cortain tract
of land containing ono hundrod and sixty acres,
boingtho north-wost quarter of section twelvo,
of township five sonih. in rango threo wost, in
tho tract appropriated for military bounties, in
tho territory of Illinois.
. Said uocumoni, m wnicn mo bootw is un
tract, was sicrnod hv James Monroo, Proaidcnt
of tho United States, and datsd October 0,
1817.
Tho commissioners in tho land offico says the)
land is loeatod in Tike county, Illinois, preci
sely ss tho spirit had said when tho com mon r
cation was first written. .
Hero tho skeptic who stands atar off and
cries hnmbrrg, without daring to investigate
has a fair opjori unity to convince himself of
tho truth or falsity of ono Important allodgcd
faot.
Fifteen persons aro now under arrost at Now
York, eharod with nssing counterfeit bills on
tho Cranston Bank, R. I.