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Volume III.
Ifro'prietorev Manufacturers, of ;
Stationary tem Enjlnei A
Portable Engines of any size reauired.
Mining Machinery and Blast Cylinders
or largest size, ,-.
Mulay.Sash and Circular
Saw Mill Machinery.
of everydeser'ption, and all" kinds' of
Will Machinery, i t j j y i,
. i Portable Saw Mills', ' '.
' ' Hotchkiss and Eclipse
WATER WHEELS,
.SUGAR MILLS AND
: KETTLES,'
MX kinds of Water Pipes, Purhps, Pump
CASTINGS,
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Stands, and all kinds ftf
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Catting) f ..
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ing of every- description,. Bridge
iBoltj.'Ansle) Blocks, and
Wa alio manufacture Clarke's superjor
4 ij J-KAefl and Corn Mills, $ - .
set up in frame all ready for running.
We keep qn hand French,. Bur, Esopus
end Cologne MILL STONES, to which
we call the attention of Millers.
JJ7 Particular attention paid to the
repairs of locomotive and cars. -, .
The highest 'cash prices will be; paid
for old Brass, Copper, and Castings on
delivery. ; , ... WEBSTER & MANN.
Thni. L. Estill, Kstldent Engineer Win. & Alt. R. R. Win
chester, Tenn.
A. Hulls! worth, 8 miles from Winchester.
Joseph Carter, Itechrnl Depot, N.& C. K. R-
Js. A. Whileaides, Vice Pres, N. it C. R, H.
V. K. IReveiwon, Pres't N. it 0. end North-western Re.it
reads. '
II. I. Anderson, Superintrndtnt N. fc C. It. R.
Jtmes H. Urant, Ree. Engineer
A. Anderson, " " Tenn. & Alt., Inl Edge
field A Ky. Railroads.
P. II. M.rlKiry, Piea't. McM. & M. R, K;
P. H, Coffee, Kup't. " " "
A- II. Robertson. Esq., Manchester, Tenn.
John II. Oueal, ttsq. Khelbyville, Tenn, -K.
K. GUIUand, " "
Chtttnoo(t, March 17th, lSjt
; THE
AND
Thief Detector!
i 1 i., : :
This it the title of a Newspaper which
we intend to publish in the town of Win
chester, Tenn., and wich sholl be devo
ted almost exclusively to the object in
dicated in the caption i. e. : the pub
lication of every fact connected with the
running away, from their master, of the
slaves in the South, and that may lend
to the detection of the same. We shall
have no advertisements in the columns,
except the .advertisements concerning
any and every negro confined in any
jail in Tennessee, or other State. To do
this, we will be in constant communica
tion with all the Jailors in the Southern
States more especially the States of
Tennessee, Georgia, Kentucky, Alabama,
&C And whenever a negro is taken up
and confined in any jail, notice of the
act, together with a description of the
negro, will be immediately forwarded to
us, and published in our columns.- Al
ready are confined in our jails, in this
.State, many servants who might he ob
tained by their proper owners, had their
owners any method by which to find the
whereabouts of those runaways. As a
full, correct, and reliable medium of this
sort of intelligence, wo offer the "SLAVE
FINDER" to the Southern people.
Subscribe for it, and you get a journal
devoted immediately to your interests ;
and when you want to lenm where your
slave is, instead of running all over seve
ral thousand miles of territory,. you have
only, to examine the columns of your
Slave Finder, to get the required infor
mation. We intend to devote its columns to
this purpose maiily, of course givine
thieves and counterfeiters a due share of
attention, and also wi II give prices cur
rent, &c. If a man has a reword to of
fer for the apprehension of any negro,
we wilt advertise to that effect, and if a
man wishes to sell a negro, or hiro, or
buy one, we will allow reasonable space
to state his object.
And now, we call upon Southern peo
ple, who have slaves absconded, and up
on all who make it a business to detect
such, and upon all who wish to keep
posted as to the prices of negroes, and
so forth, to subscribe for our journal.
. The Slave Finder will contain Thirty
two long columnt, being considerably
larger than the Home Journal, now pub
lished by W. J. Slatter, in Winches
ter. So, you seo, it will be large enough
aqy way in fact, as large as papers gen
erally get to be. It will be printed on
fine, heavy paper,' and will be secuiely
enveloped to subscribers at a distance.
Terms $5 per annum, in advance.
However, we only ask your names now,
and after you have received several num
bers of the paper, then you will be sat
isfied, of course, and csu send the sub
scription price.
- No club rates, but one copy sllowed
free, to every person who will procure
lis fire subscribers. The first numbei
will be jssued on Saturday, September
the id, by which lime wa hope to have
many names sent in. Alrrady we have
J 50 names. Let others coma as fast ss
posrible, aa that all may commence at
hs sajne.lioie. (Address .
D. R.,it W. J. SLATTER,
. Journal Office, Winchester, Tenn.
J. It. Slatter will meet and address
his fellow-pvtiyena at , the following
times and. places, and will be pleased
to meet with the candidates and peo
ple generally. , He will alo attend
the appointments of the Tax. Collector.
Gosage's,
Decheed, ' - -Winchester,
.
Pond,
Owl Hollow,
Roleman'a,
Anderson's,
Bjrom's,
Sinking Corf.
Bradford's,,.
Friday July 1
1 BMorday, , ' ' -
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Friday, t
. ' Saturday, 10
Thursday, : n si
Friday, " 23
'Saturday, ' ' ss
. Friday,' .., .' 30
', Saturday, ., : u &
BY W.J. SLATTEltT
i ,Mrtette ! Party's arbitrary svajr,
. We follow Trait where'er she taMU the war.
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fuses his paper, or when the paper lies
dead at their office. '
Clubbing, We will supply cither
Harper's Magazine, or Graham's, or Go
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year, for 3 25.
Cisterns. Of all water in the world
we love good cistern water the best
for drinking, and it is best for many
other purposes. And in no town here
abouts are there to be found more
cisterns than in Winchester. And we
know of four or five being: dug at
prescht. It does not cost much to dig
and finish a cistern, and every busi
ness house in town would do well to
have one, if they would havo good
water convenient, and not trouble
neighbors. Besides, in case of fire
they would prove of vast benefit.
And as the people will not insure their
property, liable as it is to be burned
up from a fire that might start almost
anywhere in town, we do think it be
hooves them all to have good, large
cisterns dug on their premises. By
the way, should we not have two good
ones on the square. They are needed
and, our word for it, unless thry be
dug, we may some day regret it.
RICHES-A BEUTIFUL FABLE.
There is a German fable which
says: "On a sultry, hot summer day,
an honest old man was plowing his
own field, when suddenly, under the
shade of an oak, he beheld a god-like
figure approaching him. The man
started back.
"I am Solomon, said the phantom in
a confiding voice. "What art thou
doing here, old man?"
"If thou art Solomon," was the re
ply, "how canst thou ask me? When
I was a youth you didst send me to the
ant. I saw its method of living, and
it taught me to he diligent, industri
ous and persevering, and gather the
superfluous for a stormy day. What
I then learnt, ) still continue to do."
"Thou hast studied thy lesson but
hall," replied the spirit, "go once more
to the ant and learn of it also, how to
find the rest and quiet in the winter
of thy years, and how to enjoy that
which thou hast hoarded up."
There is a world of wisdom in this
fable, and there is no lesson in human
philosophy that should be more pal
pably impressed on the understanding.
Riches are desirable, but their great
est use is tn make the decline of lifo
happy, and he who, after acquiring
thcrn, fails to enjoy them, is certainly
to be pitied. It is an imposition on
one's self to toil in the summer's heat
and winter's cold to accumulate prop
erty, and then bo too parsimonious to
enjoy it. One ol the greatest privi
leges, one of the most glorious condi
tions that a human being can enjoy,
is to bo happy to withdraw for a time
from Mammon, look up to God and be
truly at peace with himself and all
mankind. The ant toils through the
spring time and summer, but when
the cold winds of autumn come, when
the snows of winter full, it nestles
down in its warm chambers, lives on
what it has accumulated; and we have
no doubt enjoys its short existence.
What a striking lesson, and how wor
thy to be followed by men.
v Rears rot sukino Molasses Cm
ov. Dr. Cummings, of the Brattle bo
ro's Pbqmix, who knows many things,
and all of them thoroughly, thus treats
his readers to a recipe for making mo
lasses candy, which is one of our "pe
culiar institutions "Take two cups
of molasses, one of sugar, one table
spoonful of vinegar, and a piece, of
butter the size of a walnut., Coil
briskly and constantly SO minutes,
stirring all the time. When cool
enough to pall, do it quickly, and it
will corao whUo rapidly. Use the
above proportions, and follow direc
tions, and yoa will have good candy."
' sa
: Inhalation is defined etymological
I ' ' Written for ths Winchester Horn Journal.
! THE DYING SISTER.
j Dear brother, do not chide me, ' ' '
1 Or bid ma now ba geyj ,-
1 A grief my lips must utter not '
Is wearing life away-
i For a cotd, a chilling grief has
1 ( And my spirit's sinking to the
come,
tomb,
1 Come, brother, nd sit beside me,
I And kiss these hps of mine; '
Now let mo rest my weary head
Upon thy bosom kind
For a dark, a weary erief has corns,
And I'm sinking, linking, to the tomb.
Nay, murmer not that 1 go,
Nor have me longer stay ;
But rather bid my spirit fly
From her frail house of clay
For I long in yonder home to dwell
Where all are happy whera all are
well.
Oh, hold me closely, brother,
I'm loosing fast my breath j
And clasn thy warm arms round me,
For cold, oh I cold is denth I
But see the angels, oh 1 see them como;
Now kiss me,, farewell, I'm going
home. f-LtuKA.
Sunny Side, June 10th, 1859.
TOO POOR TO PAY.
We were so poor when baby died,
And mother stitched Ins shroud,
The- others In their hunger cried,
With sorrow wild and loud ;
We were so poor we could not pay
The mnn to carry him awny.
I nee it still before my eyes ;
I lies upon the bud,
And mother whispered through her sighs,
"The little boy is dead."
A little box of common pine
His comn was and may be mine.
They laid our little brother out,
And wrapped his form in white,
And, as they turned his head about,
We saw tho solemn sight;
And wept as children weep,
And kissed the dead one in his sleep.
We looked our last upon his face,
And our last " eood byo,
While mother laid him in the pluce
where those are laid who die.
The soxton shoved the box away
Because we were too poor to pay !
We wore too poor to hire a hoise,
We could'nt get a pall,
And when we drove him to the grave
A wagon held us all ;
'Twos I who drove the horsesfcandI
Who told mother not to cry.
We rodo along the crowded town,
And felt so lone and drear,
And oft our tears came trickling down,
Because no friends were near.
The folks were strangers, selfish men,
Who had'nt lost a baby then.
Wo reached tho grave and laid him there,
With alt the dead around :
There was no priest to soy a prayer,
And bless the holy ground,
So homo we went with grief 0 ml pain ,
But homo was never homo again I
And there he sleeps, without a stone
To mark the sacred spot,
But though to all the world unknown,
By us 'tis ne'er forgot.
We mean to raise a stone someday,
But now we are too pay to pay !
Baltimore, Md. J. F. W.
FEKKUILXG ANNA 1IAWKKS.
" Buzz buzz buzz !''
" Indeed, I cannot stand this.
You'll drive me quite crazy with your
buzz, buzz, buzzing. I must and will
have silence. I find that plain pli-as-ant
persuasion will not do ; I shall be
forced to resort to a higher method.
Now listen, one, and ull, while 1 as
sure you that the first scholar, old or
young, miss or master, young gentle
man or lady, whom I see whispering
without leave, I will ferrule."
The teacher,' Mr. Arthur Stone,
closed his bearded lip firmly and glan
ced about tho old fashioned school
room with a determined expression,
as he ceased speaking. He evidently
meant just what he said meant it in
the face of stout, stalwart young gen
tlemen, and the pretty witching bright
eyed girls about him. For a moment
there was a dead silenco upon all,
while every eye was fixed upon the
handsome, resolute face of the teach
er. Hut in the little crowd of eager,
upturned faces, there was but one
which his eyes caught, intuitively
drawn as it were, by some strange,
magic power. One face, and one at
that moment which wns a pretty pic
ture of piquant beauty, with its saucy
blue ryes, which met liiaotvn full and
daring; its strawberry-red mouth pur
sed up by the most provoking and da
ring of smiles, that said as plainly as
words could have said it
"You won't ferrule me, Arthur
Stone, if I whisper ever so much."
A sudden flash of anger reddened
into the cheeks of the young man,
and shot from the depths of his gray
eyes, as he said, detciminedly, in an
swer to the smile of the red mouth
and blue eyes, and toss of the dainty
head. ' -
M I repeat it, I will ferrule the first
soholar whom I see whispering with
ont leare." ;
This time there was no mistake in
it 1 there was a perceptible motion ol
Anna Hawkes pretty head, an a amis
j takable Jig bt In her f yes, and a whole J
WINCHESTER, TENN., JUNE' 30, 1859.
unbroken sentence , wreathed about
the curl of hor , lips, as she turned
carelessly to her book.
" You can ferrule mo if you choose,
she said mutely, not believing that he
would venture to do it. '
. "And I certainly will," was the si
lent reply of the young man, confident
the while that she.would not allow
him an opportunity of putting his
threat into execution. But he was ill
at ease as he turned moodily around
to the arithmetic class, from which
his attention had been drawn .by the
unusual confusicn. Affairs had taken
a disagreeable turn, an unexpected
course, and whatever ho might do
could not hotter it. There was but
one way for him. He must maintain
his dignity as a teacher, even if he
was obliged to thrust roughly aside
his own wishes and inclinations. An
na Ilawkes, pleasant witchful and
graceful Anna, the one bright star
that threw so much light upon his ar
duous' tiresome duties; the warm
hearted girl who had grown nearer
and dearer to him as the dull wintery
days went by, till he had dared hope,
silently yet earnestly, that sometime
ho might be more to her than any one
else in the world even she, if she
camo between him and his duties,
must be sacrificed. It was a misera
ble thought, and ho greeted it with a
long deep-drawn sigh.
Not once during the afternoon did
ho venture to look towards Anna's
scat, or allow himself to pnuse any
where in her vicinity, for fear his ear
might be greeted by a provoking,
odious whisper. Not once, I say, but
I must except the long recess during
which he addressed her eagerly as she
bent over her slate, working out her
algebraic problems, apparently lost to
everything about her. Two or three
times he half-started from his scat to
go to her assistance, as she knit her
white brow perplexedly, but n strange
new feeling, like pride, kept him back.
Il thought he had never seen her
look half as pretty orloveablo as then
as she sat there, bending thoughtfully
over her book, with one white hand
running rapidly and gracefully over
her slate. Her dress, of dark crimson
cloth, with full sleeves, confined at the
wrists, by black velvet bands, fash .
ioned high upon the neck, but in such
manner as to display her full, white
throat, was strangely becoming to
her. He had never thought of it be
fore, but there was a certain refine
ment in her taste that was truly pleas
ing. It was visible in everything she
wore the dainty cambric collar con
fined at the throat by a small cameo
breast-pin ; the knots of black velvet
ribbon fastened about her luxuriant
brown braids 5 the petite black, full
silk apron, with its girdle of silk cord,
and even the slender, shining little
kid boots, that peeped daringly out
from the folds of her ample skirt. In
all his life Arthur Stone had never
looked on a face or figure so pleasant
or captivating. Hut bo watched her
as she raised her eyes to his face. In
a moment tho pretty seriousness that
had rested so hecomingly upon her
features was gone. A provoking
smile curieu upon tier rosy moutn,
and went with a sudden rush of
triumph over her whole face, dilating
her finely curved nostrils and sweep
ing like very sunshino over the blue
of her eyes, making such rare dimples
about her chin, as 0110 might have
supposed to have boon fitted by the
cunning forefinger of Cupid himself.
Arthur Stone was vexed, but he
was too much of a man of the world
to allow the young girl to know how
much she was capable of annoying
him, and so after the first flauio of
petty anger had died out from his
checks and forehead, he said in a
voice, the coolness of which surprised
even himself:
"Can 1 be of assistance to you Miss
Ilawkes 7"
"None, sir, thank you. I have
quite conquered my exercises alone to
day."
Foolish fellow 1 Tho very coolness
of his manner betrayed the secret
which he strove to hide. Thero was
little need of covers if thero wa noth
ing to conceal. And so it was that
the forenoon slipped pleasantly away,
and the afternoon came in its stead I
The teacher's rule so far was a good
one. The school was remarkable for
its quietude. If Anna Ilawkes had
not been present, Mr. Stono would
have counted it a success, but as it
was, he was in a constant tremor of
fear.
A raised hand in tho neighborhood
of her seat and a timid application for
assistance was met with something
like an unreasonable frown. In
hurried, nervous way he proceeded to
explain away the difficulty to the tim
id applicant, anxious to ba free from
such dangerous surroundings. - - 1
Jqst as bp was congratulating him
self upon his success, and about turn
ing away, a rapid whispered volley of
words rattled past his ears. There
was no avoiding it.' He knew. the
source from whence it came, as well
as did every scholar that heard them.
lie could not dbbs thomrhtlasjdv alnno-
r 1
The dread alarm had come with
such sudden distinctness as to surprise
him into an involuntary start. Every
pair of eyes in the school room were
turned inquiringly and curiously to his
face. He was forced into doing his
duty. The heavy beard about his
mouth was friendly to him then, for it
covered a suspicious pallor that set
tied there as he turned about and res
ted his eyes sternly upon the blushing
piquant face of Anna Ilawkes. She
was the picture of innocence just
then, with her brown lashes drooped
low upon her cheeks, and the pearly
white teeth crushed cruelly down up
on the crimson of her lips.
Miss Ilawkes, can you tell me
who whispered a moment since?"
" Yes, sir." Tho white lids wero
thrown wido open, and the clear eye
fixed frankly upon his own.
" who r
" I, sir."
" You will oblige mo by stepping
this way a moment." lie led tho way
out into the floor.
" Yes, sir, certainly." She followed
him promptly, pausing beside the desk
and resting one hand prettily upon its
top.
" I suppose you listened to my rule
this morning V
" Yes, sir."
" You understand it loo. doubtless?'
" Yes, sir, perfectly."
' Understanding it perfectly, then,
you have been pleased to break it.
Can you name my duty ?"
"It does not admit of question.
Ferrule me, sir." She commenced
drawing a slender gold ring from her
left hand.
"This hand V she asked, looking
up into his face.
We havo plenty of time, Miss
Ilawkes; don't hurry," he said, eva
ding her question, " I havo something
to Bay to you."
She leaned her elbows upon the
desk, and her burning face upon her
hand.
" I shall be happy to listen to you,"
she said.
"I will not trouble you but a mo
ment, only to say that I regret more
than I am abln to express that a schol
ar whom I ever treated with uniform
courtesy and respect, and in whose
advancement I had felt a lively inter
est, should by so glaring a misde
meanor, such an utter contempt for
my wishes, avow a disregard for me
as a teacher and a friend. Such a
display is unpleasant enough if a
mere child willfully breaks the rules
of a school, but when instead a young
gentleman or lady so far forgets him
or herself, it is intensely painful. 1
assure you that I deeply regret this."
'Anna bowed gracefully, as Mr. S.
ceased speaking. Again her white
teeth dented into her lip, while tho
brown lashes trembled close upon (he
deep burning red of her cheeks."
" Your hand, if you please."
The little whito hand was reached
forth as though it was to receive a
caress instead of a blow. As it lay so
tenderly and trustingly upon the broad
palm of tho teacher, he inwardly cur
sed tho stars. Ho called himself a
brute, a tyrant, a monster. Ho had
a mind to get down on his knees and
pray for a big-mouthed earthquake to
come anl swallow him; for a whirl
wind to ssveep him with rapid rush
ing winds from the fice of tho earth.
Strike that littlu dimpled hand with a
cruel two inch rule ? Ho had rather
cover, aye blister it with kisses, in
stead. A thought struck hi in. Ho
might strike his own hand and shield
Anna's. Ho was in a mood for crack
ing every knuckle that he -owned. Ho
raised the rule. Anna raised her eyes
to his face. His fixed determined ex
pression startled her. She would
bear this blow without shi inking,
without starting, but she would hate
him so long as she lived I As the
thought passed through her mind, a
gay, dashing sleigh, drawn by a pair
of fino horses, came rapidly up to the
door.
Lucky, Lucky Mr. Stone, the rule
fell harmless upon the fair rosy palm
of Anna, as he turned his eye towards
the window, and exclaimed hurriedly;
"The committee, Miss Ilawkes.
You con take your seat now, but re
main to night after school. Even for
this interruption I should not feci jus
tified in letting the affair pass."
"The last committee man on earth
that I would care to see," exclaimed
Mr. Stone to himself, aa ha bowed low
before the pompous young gentleman
known by the cognomen of Dr. Wes
ley Barker, a young gentleman of
wealth, and. education, But the teach
er did not care a fig for hir wealth-
he did not envy hfm neither , did he
envy his education his own wa
quite equal to it. But what he did
care for was, that Dr. Barker was a
great admirer of Anna . Ha wes, and
in the present state of affairs he did
not care about having rivals around
Everything went along smoothly du
ring the school hours as it always did
during the visit of the committee, but
the moment the school was dismissed,
Dr. Barker stalked across the school
room floor and up to Anna Hakes'
seat. Mr. Stone bit his lips with vex
ation. II is rival had made his appear
ance quite in the nick of time. He
despised meanness heartily, denounc
ed it, but now in spite of himself, he
stood and listened eagerly to catch
the few words that dropped from Dr.
Barker's and Anna's lips.
"I will ask Mr. Stone to excuse me,'
he heard Anna say.
"Which, of course, he will do," re'
plied Dr. Barker.
"I am not so certain," was the smil
ing reply, as she started towards the
desk.
"I hope you'll pardon me for daring
to ask such a thing, but Dr. Barker
wishes me to drive with him in his
new sleigh, which I am very anxious
to do, so I'd like to be excused from
remaining to-night to take my ferrul
ing, promising to come early to-morrow
morning.
Mr. Stone bowed and said "very
well," although tho words quite chok
ed him. lie secretly wished Dr. Bar
ker and his sleigh in China, and him
self free from tho vocation of school
teaching. He thoudit, as ho stood
moodily by the desk, watching Anna
Ilawkes pinning tho plaid shawl close
ly around her throat, and tie under
her chin the blue ribbons of her quil
ted hood, preparatory to her drive with
Dr. Barker, that he was the most mis
erable man in existence, and that he
would purchase him a farm, work
shoveling on tho railroad, would do
anything rather than teach school.
He had already engaged to take charge
of tho village academy tho following
spring, but now he resolved that he
would not do it he would throw up
the engagement at once.
"No doubt she thinks me a very
brute," he said to himself as the gay
equipage went dashing down the
street. Perhaps, after all, she had not
made tflat ruthless attack upon his
dignity and patience. Indeed, now he
thought of it again, the whisper was
more like a sudden exclamation than
whisper. Yet lie had not given her
the slightest chanco for an explana
tion but like the executioner who loves
his occupation, hurried her forward to
punishment. the dolt, that lie called
himself, lie had a very poor opinion
of Arthur Stone just at that moment.
He was sure that ho would like to
horsewhip him.
A fair counterpart of the pupil's
thought und feelings were those of the
teacher. It wns a dull and dreary
drivo that Anna Ilawkes took with
Dr. Barker. She hadn't a heart to en
joy it after the folly of the afternoon.
"Ho thinks that I did not care for,
or respect him," was the thought up
permost in her mind, whichever way
she turned. "And this is the return I
am making him for his kindness to me
all the interest he has taken in my
studies, both in and out of school.
Oh, if he could but know tho truth."
The truth I The young girl star
tled herself by the words. And what
was tho truth? She buried her burn
ing face in her hands as'sho asked
herself the question. It was this:
She loved Arthur Slonc ! loved him bet
ter than life itself I A cry of pain
went from her lips, as tho knowledge
slowly settled itself upon her heart.
But what proof had she given him of
this? What proof that sho was any
other than a vain, selfish, unwoman
ly thing? None, alas, none I Like
any woman who is conscious of her
power, sho gloried in lier's over Ar
thur Stone. Hut how was he to know
that it was any but the glory of a fic
kle, heartless coquette, rather than
that of a strong, loving, true-hearted
woman, who makes her power a gol
den chain about the heart of the man
she loves, by which she draws him
tenderly and gently towards her?
How, oh, how was he to know this?
the thought was agonizing to her.
She resolved at last to go to him in
the morning and confess her fault
bumbling as it was. He should know
at least that she held Lis feelings
too sacred to wound them wantonly.
But in the morning she was sick and
feverish, scarcely able to lift her
head from the pillow. Sh could not
see Arthur that day. and so (she must
contentedly wait for the next. Against
her wishes. Dr. Barker was summon
ed, who croaked dubiously of a faver
which was hanging about her. Sht
mast be careful, be) very quiet, and
follow his directions, he said,, and he
would coma again in the afternoon ,
to learn how sho was getting along.
He came in the afternoon, but at an
unlucky hour. Anna set leaned back ,
in, the rocking chair by the window, ,
looking eagerly up the "tree. . But.
while he prated learnedly at her side ,
he saw a tapid red stain through, the (
whiteness of her cheeksand an eager
light break out from the clear blue of
her eyes. Arthur Stone was nassimr
the house, and viewing with a scorn
ful 'curl of the lips the handsome
equipage of Dr. Barker. He did not
look boyond it to the pale face' bent
so earnestly towards him, but turned
his eyes coldly away and walked
haughtily down the street, while An
na sank back with a sigh into the
soft-cushioned chair.
The next morning she refused to
remain from school another day. Ar
thur Stone would say that she was
cowardly, that she feared ferruling,
that she absented herself purposely,
because of the misunderstanding on
Tuesday afternoon, which she was
too guilty to face again. She would
go to tho school though she drooped
lamting on her way. : She could not
rest until her weary mind was unbur-
thened of this heavv load. So shn
went, pale and trembling, at an earlv
hour, to tho school house.
" How he scorns me how he hates
mo ?" sho thought, as Mr. Stone quiet
ly raised his eyes to her face, and
bowed a silent good morning as sho
entered the room. How could she
ever face that stern gaze, and make
her excuses for not keeping her ap
pointment of the previous morning 1
" I was too ill to como out yester
day morning," she said, in a trembling
voice, " or I should not have broken
my promise. Will this morning do
as well ?"
Mr. Stone glanced keenly at her
face. The blanched cheeks and
white, quivering lips testified to the
truth of what she said.
" Are you ablo to bo here now 1"
he asked in a tone of voice that had
more of tenderness than of aught else
rifhnirtg through it.
" Hardly. You can fer ferrule
me, and I will go home," she said,
while her checks crimsoned with
shame.
Mr. Stone bit his lips to keep back
a reply which rose involuntarily to
1 hem. Again was that tender whim
hand before him, waiting meekly for
its punishment, now weak and trem
bling from illness. Did she think him
a brute ? Quito evidently from her
action.
" I I regret that 1 wounded your
feelings on Tuesday," she said, rais
ing her eyes to his face. " I am
thoughtless, though I hopo not heart
less. Will you pardon mo?" The
question was asked in a low, quiver
ing voice half choked with tears.
"Pardon you?" Mr. Stone repeate d
the words slowly, in a clear, emphat
ic tone.
"Is it too much to ask? You would
not refuse me if you knew"
"What?"
' How utterly miserable I am; I can
not tarry here he"re is my hand be
quick let me go home 1"
With a quick rapid movement the
teacher grasped tho little feverish
hand that outstretched to him, and
covered it over and over again with
fervent, passionate kisses.
"Forgive you," ho said, while his
fine eye grew deep and tender in their
expression,'" forgive you, yes, a thous
and times, and then not bo able to
show you a millionth part of the love
which I bear for you. Forgive you
but I'll dare ask more than you dare
hope, perhaps more than you care to
hope that you will love me ; that
you will place yourself and this sinned-
against, abused little band in my
keeping. Tell me, Anna, have I ask
ed too much?"
Tho answer was faint and low that
camo from tho lips of Anna Ilawkes,
but nevertheless it was a satisfactory
one, for the sweet little mouth from
whence it came took immediate re
ward in kisses.
So it all ended. And a few weeks
after, Anna Ilawkes became Mrs.
Arthur Stone, much to the satisfaction
of the wondering school at Elton.
" Patrick, the widow Maloney tells
me that you have stolen one of her
finest pigs. Is that so?"
"Yis, your honor."
" What have you done with it t"
"Killed it and ate it, your honor."
-Oh, Patrick 1 Patrick 1 when vou
are brought face to face with the wid
ow and her pig on Judgment Day,
what account will you be able to give
of yoursnlf, when the widow accuses
yoa or theft r
. Do you say the pig would be there,
your riverence T"
Tobo sura I did" . -
Well, then, yer rirereoce, IU tmj.
Mm. Maloney, there's your pig