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TRUE HEROISM.
Let othefs writ* of battle* fought
On bloody ghastly fields,
Where honor g-e-t* the man who wins,
Bnt And d nth ih * man who who yie'ds ;
And 1 will wnle of him fights
vauishes his sins—
Who struggles on, through weary yours,
Against hiin.-elf, and wins.
Hu is h hem, stair-ch and brave,
Who fights an unseen foe,
And puts at last b-m-ath his fe*t
His passions ba.-« and low,
And at*uds erect in manhood's might,
Undaunted, undismayed—
The bravest man that drew a sword,
In foray or in raid.
It calls for something more than brawn
Or muscles io oVrcorne
Au enemy who m.ircbelh not
Willi banner, plume anil drum—
A foe forever lurk'ug nigh,
With ail- ut. s'eallhy tread ;
Fo ever m ai y,. u r board by day,
At li ght besido your bed.
All honor, then, to the brave heart,
Though p or or rich he be,
Who snuggles with nib baser part—
Who conquer*, and is fne.
He may not ar a' hero’s crown,
Or fill a hero’s grave.
But truth will place his name among
The bravest of lho brave.
Tlic Resit Wile in the World.
BY AMY RANDOLPH.
4 The best little wife in the world ! ’
said Herbert Ainscourt.
4 Of course—I dare say,’ responded
Mr. Portcross. ‘ But what is your ex¬
act idea of the best wife in the world ?
Jones says lie’s got the best wife in the
world, because she keeps his stockings
darned, takes him to church three times
of a Sunday and never lets him have an
idea of his own. Jenkins says he’s got the
same identical article, but Jenkins’wife
keeps all the' money, dr ws his salary
for him, and makes him live in the back
kitchen became the parlor is too good
for the family to use.’
4 Oh ! but Daisy isn’t a bit ogreish—
a little submissive, soft-voiced tiling
that hasn’t an idea except what is re
fleeted from me. I tell you what, old
fellow, I'm the master of my own house;
l come wh n I please and go when I
please. Daisy never ventures oil a word
of reproach.’
4 Then, you ought to be ashamed of
yourself, larking 0 around at the clubs as
you do, dissiputcd-buchelor btshioii.’
‘Ashamed! what of?
‘Why, *' I suppose ** yOU UWti some du
fieS . to Wife?
your
4 Where’s the harm ? My wife doesn’t
cu re.
4 Probably you think so because she
is quiet and submissive ; but il she were
to objeci—
4 Object! I’d like to hear her try it.
4 Now, look here, Ainscourt, your
wife m »y be a model wdfe, but you cer¬
tainly are not a model husband. People
are beginning to talk about the way you
neglect that pretty little blue-eyed girl.
4 I’ll thank people to mind their own
business. Neglect her, indeed ! Why,
man, I love her as I love my own soul/
4 Then, why, don't you treat her as if
)’ ou d,d ?
4 Oh, come, Portcross, that question
shows wluit a regulur old bachelor
you are. It won’t do to make too much
of your wife, unless yoti want to spoil
her.’
Mr. Fortcro8s shook his head.
‘That sounds selfish. I don’t like
the ring of the metal.’
Ami he went away, leaving Mr. Ains¬
court to tiuish his game of billiards at
leisure.
4 What a regular old fuss-budget Port
cross is, 4 laughed the latter. 4 Always
poking his nose i .to somebody else 4 s
business. There's one comfort-—I nev¬
er pay any attention to what he 8a y8.
Meantime Mrs. Ainscourt was sitting
aloue iu her drawing-room, her two lit¬
tle white hands tightly locked in one
another, and her .fair head slightly
drooping_“ delicate littli? apple-bios
sum 0 f a woman, with blue, wistful eyes
and curly flaxen hair, looking more like
A ^rowu up child than a wile of twen¬
ty-one summers.
4 O dear ! sighed Daisy. * it is so dull
here. I wish Herbert would come home
He never spends any time with me now
a-days, ami I practice all his favorite
sougs, and read the newspapers, so 1 can
talk about the things he is interested in,
Sparta, Ga., April 7, 1870.
and try so hard to be entertaining. It’s
very strange.’
And then her oval face brightened in
to sudden brilliance, and the sparkles
stole into her eyes; for the quick ear
hud detected her husband’s footsteps on
the stairs. TJie next moment he came
in.
4 Well, pot, how are you?’ with a
playful*pinch of her cheek.* ‘Thereare
some bonbons for you. Where are my
light gloves?
4 O Herbert! you are not going away
again ?
4 1 must, Daisy. There are a lot of
fellows going to drive to High Bridge,
and I’m one ot the party. You can go
over to my mother’s for dinner, or send
for one of your friends, or something.
There, good-bye, puss, I’m in a deuce
of a hurry.’
And with one careless kiss pressed on
the quivering damask rose of a mouth
that was lifted up to-him, he was gone.
Daisy Ainscourt neither went to her
mother-in-law, nor sent for one of her
girl-friends. She spent the evening all
alone, pondering on the shadow which
was fast overgrowing her life.
4 U hat shall I do?’ thought the little
timid, shrinking wife. 4 Oh, what skull
I do ?
But, child as she was, Daisy had a
strong, resolute woman’s heart within
her, nor was she long in coming to a-de
ciaion.
4 Daisy.’ said her husband to her the
next day, 4 you havift any objections to
my attending the Orion Bai Masque ?
4 Are masked balls .nice places, Her
bert ?
• O yes, everybody goes; only I
thought I’d pay you the compliment of
asking whether you disapproved or not.’
4 Can I go with you ? .
‘Well—ahem—not very well,, this
time, Daisy. You see, Mrs. Fenchureh
really hinted so strongly for me to take
| Jer that I couldn’t help it.’
4 Very well,’ assented Daisy, meekly,
and Herbert repeated within himself
the pman of praises he had chanted iu
Mr. Portcross’ ears : 4 The best wife in
the world !’
But, notwithstanding all this, Mr.
Ainscourt was not exactly pleased,
when, at the selfsame Bal Masque, du¬
ring the gay period of unmasking, he
saw his wife’s innocent face cmvnbig
the picturesque costume of a Bavuiiuu
peasant girl.
* Hallo !’ he ejaculated, rather ungra¬
ciously, 4 you here !*
4 Yes,’ lisped Daisy, with a girlish
smile. 4 You said everybody went!
And oh, Herbert, isn’t it nice?
Mr. Ainscourt said nothing more, but
Mrs. Fenchureh found him a very stu
pid companion for the remainder of the
evening. . •
He was late at dinner the next day ;
but, late as he was, he found himself
more punctual than his wife, and the
solitary meal was half over before Mrs.
Daisy tripped in, her cashmere shawl
trailing over her shoulders, and her
dimpled cheeks all pink with the fresh
wiufl,
‘Am I behind time ? Really, I am
so sorry ! But we ha^e been driving iu
the park, and—
‘We! Who are xvc ?’ growled her
husband.
* Why, Colonel Adair and I—theCol
onel Adair that you go out with so
much/
4 Now, look here. Daisy,’ ejaculated
Mr. Ainscourt, rising from the table and
pushing back his chair, 4 Adair isn’t ex
actly the man I want you to drive with.
4 But you go everywhere with him/
*1 dare say—but you and I are tw*u
different persons/ *
4 Now, dear Herbert,’interposed Dai
sy, wilfully misunderstanding him,‘you
know I never was u bit proud, and the
associates that are good enough for my
husband are good euough lor me. Let
me give you a few r more oysters/
Amsc. »• urt looked simply i at , Ins • wite.
\\ ns *he really m earnew. or was there
a mocking undercurrent of satire in her
tone? But he could not decide, so art
less was her countenance.
I’ll talk to her about it sometime,
was his internal decision.
• Daisy,’ he said, carelessly, wheu diu-
ner was over, ‘ I’ve asked old Mrs. Bar
berry to come and spend the day with
you to-morrow.’
‘ Oh, have you V I’m sorry, for I am
engaged out to-morrow.’
‘You! Where!
‘ Oh, at Delmoiiico’s. 1 have joined
a Woman’s Rights Club, and.we meet
there to organize.*
. * The deuce take the woman’s
ejaculated*the irate husbuud.
‘Ofcourse Ddon’t believe in them,
but it is the fashion to belong to a club,
and such a nice place to go toeveniugs.
I am dull here evenings, Herbert.’
* Herbert’s heart smote him, but he
answered, resolutely :
* I hug you will give up this ridicu¬
lous idea. What do women want of
clubs ?
* What men do, I suppose.’
* But I dont approve of it at all.’
* You belong to three clubs, Herbert.’
4 That’s altogether a different matter.’
4 But why is it different ?
‘Hem—why ? because—-of course
anybody cun see why—it’s »t If-evident.
4 1 must be very blind,’ said Mrs. Ans
court, demur ly, • but I confess I cant
discriminate the essential difference.
Herbert Ainscourt said no more, but
he did not ut a I relish the change that
had lately come over the spirit of Dai¬
sy’s dream.
She did change, somehow. Site went
Outdriving, here, there, und everywhere.
He never knew when he was certain of
a quiet evening with her; she joined
not only the club, but innumerable so¬
cieties for a thousand and one purposes,
which took her away from home almost
continually. Herbert Ainscourt chafed
against the bit, but it was useless. Dai
sy always had an excuse to plead.
Presently her mother-in-law bore
down upon her, an austere old lady in
black satin and a chestnut-brown wig.
4 Daisy, you are making my son
wretched.*
4 A . I ? cried Daisy. 4 Dear me, I
hadnt au idea of it! What’s the trou¬
ble ?
4 You must ask himself,’said the mo
tlier in-law, who believed—sensible old
lady- in young married people settling
their own difficulties. 4 All I know is
the bare fact.’ m
iSo Daisy went home to the drawing
rv om wtierc Herbert lay on the sofa
pretending to read, but in reality brood¬
ing over his troubles.
4 What’s the matter, Herbert ? said
Daisy, kneeling on the floor beside him,
and patting her soft, cool hands on his
fevered brow.
4 The matter ! Nothing milch, only
I am miserable,’ he sullenly answered.
4 But why f she persisted,
4 Because you are so changed, Daisy,
4 How am I changed f
*You are never at home ; you have
lost the domesticity which was, in my
eyes, your greatest charm. I never have
you to myself any more. Daisy, dont
you see how this is embittering my life?
4 Does it make you unhappy? she
asked,softly.
4 You know that it does, Daisy/
4 And do you suppose 1 liked it, Her
bert ?
4 What do you mean ? he asked.
• I mean that I passed the first year
ol my married life in just such a lone
some way. You had no ‘domesticity.’
Clubs,drives, billiard playing and chain
pagne suppers engrossed your whole
time. I, your wife, pined at home aloue.
4 But w hy didn’t you tell«me you
were unhappy ?
• Becau.e you would have laughed at
the idea, and called it a woman’s whim.
1 resolved, when we were first married,
to flitter away neither time nor breath
iu idle complaints. I have not com
plained; I have simply followed your
example. If it was not a good one,
whose fault was that ? Not mine, sure
ly/
* No, Daisy, not yours/
. I * dont ) . i-i like tins , . , kind . * of e j-r hfe, , wont on
Daisy. ‘It is a false excitement—a
hollow diversion ; but I persist in it for
the same reason. I suppose, that you
did—because it w as the fashion. Now
tell me, Herbert, whether you prefer a
fashionable wife, or D.tisy !’
‘Daisy—a thousand times Dais).’
‘ But Daisy cant get along with a
theatre going, club-living husband,’
• Then she shall have a husband who
finds his greatest happiness at his own
{ hearthstone—whose wile is his dearest
I treasure—who has tried the experience
' of surface and finds it unsatisfactory,
Daisy, shall we begin our matrimonial
j career And anew Daisy’s !’ whispered
answer was,
Yes.
4 But what must you have thought of
me all this time ! she asked him, after
a little while. *
*T know what I think 'now.
4 And what is that.
*
4 1 think, said Mr. Ainscourt, with
emphasis, that you are the best wife in
the world.
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From the Geor-i, O. lle^iuu
I iiiBiicaitisc sal I£i»eiiiaes.
Do not be angry, kind reader, if any¬
thing I should happen to say applies to
you individually, lor I intend to hurt
the feelings of uo one, but to make a
few genetal remarks about a great evil
that has always existed and done much
harm; but which, to-day, I think, is
doing more harm than lias ever been
known before, and especially in this
town, in which our University is situa¬
ted.
You may be the enemy of no one, per¬
sonally, and intend to do no’one any
harm ; but when you say, in converging
with your friends, that “Mr. Jones is a
very clever fellow, but (oh; these COll
demning buts.) he will drink o’er nights;
and though lie moves in the first circles
of society, you really don’t see how he
manages to do so.* You are then, unin¬
tentionally, his enemy ; and worst of all,
his secret enemy ; a viper in the grass.
For if your heart had not some* mali¬
ciousness in it, you would not speak of
Mr. Jones’ vices or misfortunes, (if he
really lias them); but on tlm contrary,
and praise his silent. virtues or bridle your tongue
be Or perhaps, when Mr.
Jones is mentioned in company, you tell
something that Mr. Busy bo ly. your in¬
timate friend, told you that Mr. Auv
body’sbusiuess (but his own) told him
that he heard Mr. Somebody else say,
very much to Mr. Jones’ discredit ; all
of which, coming through so many hands,
is utterly false, the necessity
Now, you see ol finding
out the truth of what you hear, before
ever repeating it, and never for telling any¬
thing from heur-say ; reports, like a
house on fire, will envelope a man’s
character in ruin, before the good fire¬
men of truth are able to put out the
flames. And, as in many cases of fire,
so in reports—the incendiary is not
known.
You cannot be too cureful of what
you say of others ; for a very slight re¬
mark, repeated a hundred times, and by
uuother person than yourself, will be¬
come to be a very serious thing ; and
though you may not have intended any
harm, you do a great deal.
When you hear a thing S lid about a
person, examine its probability and
truth, and then act or speak as the con
jecture may require. Don’t speak and
act first, anti then when it is too late,
begin to examine, as *illy gossips do—
of whom the world would do well to be
rid.
If you wish to get on peacefully and
harmoniously with your tellowuieii, do
no one harm ; and to prove yourself no
one’s enemy unintentionally, keep your
own counsel. Learn to bridle your
tongue, and if, as I am sure you have
been told before, you cun say nothing
good of any one, say nothing at all. ll
you have heard such and such a thing
concerning any one, why repeat it ? It
does you no good, is none ol your busi
ness, and may do that one some injury;
you will find it better, and as much as
you can well do to attend to your own
utiairs. Deport yourseit iu such a way
that you will not deserve reproach, and
let other peoples’ business alone.
No character is so detestable and
meau as that of a Gossip m ialebeaiei,
bejog lueddles011ie „ lld ot H c iou S , and on
j v lnli kes himself detestable and odious
to every sensible person
And now, my frieud, you should wish
to have the good opinion ol all worthy
^f^yery one *|,iiig ^Bif careTul oi'^what 11 ou
su> ,. t Ju i, ot you hear, unless you
are sure it is true, or you may uninteu
tioually be somebody’s enemy ; and ul
ways remember to do unto others us you
would have them do unto you, and you
wjl| u#t md tllB „ ood wi n o(
but the Affectionately, approbation of the Divuie Uu
j^r. Adelpuos.
If we would have powerful minds,
we must thiuk ; if we would have
lul hearts we must love; if we would
have strong nuseles we must lab
These include all that is valuable in
Terms Three Dollars.
Theme is Love— What is the name
of dear a sentiment with Which we regard love! a
father or a brotheH Is it not
I do not believe there is a man or wo¬
man, fifty years old, who has not loved
truly, perhaps more than once in theif
life ; for I am not so foolish as to |>e«
lieve that 4 true love’ can only be fiftt
once. A man may win the warm love
ot a woman’s heart by his gentlemanly
bearing and agreeable manners. ioll«Sf
he will seem to be good, tiuthful, sin¬
cere, manly ; but, after an intimate ac¬
quaintance, she discovers that he is shal¬ *
low, heartless, dissipated and base.
If her love begins to wane, and at last
dies out entirely, does that prove that
there is no such thing as love? No, in¬
deed. On the contrary, it proves them
is pare, true love—just what she feitfor
him supposing him a man—one to triist
and rely on. Just what she might hate
always felt hud he been so. But, when
she found him only oi poorest clay,
nearer a beast than a man, that loye
gave place to contempt. But, if stye
should afterward find one who was all
her fancy painted him, and should lose
her heart the former to him, it would not signify
that ease was not love. S^e
would have loved him always, perhaps,
if lie had been what she thought.
Sometimes women are deceived till
after marriage, When they find out
what their husbands really are, they
wonder they coul 1 ever have loved them,
and conclude they never did—that ’two*
only a fancy, and that there is no such
thing as love. Had that man been to
his wife as he was in the days of woo¬
ing she would have loved him the same
as then. • .»
Men are as often disappointed in their
wives, and find them far from what they
thought, and thus cease to love them.
Then the case is similar, and they de¬
clare there is no love. They too, are
mistaken. I know Jhey are shallow,
fickle beings—many of them—who can¬
not love one object very long or very
warmly ; and yet what they feel is love,
only their natures are so shallow it can¬
not be very fervid.
Some love passionately, some calmly,
some trustingly, ami others suspioioas
ly. That argument, that it cannot bo
love when mixed with jealousy, is en¬
tirely uulounded. £ Those who love the
most warmly and passionately are ofteo
est few the in love most jealous. They lack what
their own possess, of fascination. a perfect trust in
I do power < 1
not suppose I have settled the
last d -ubt in everybody’* mind,-but I
trust I have done as much toward pro¬
ving there is .oVe as Wildwood ditf in
proving there was not.
Armenian Women.—T he traveler of
the present day in the East, and in fact
the natives of the old school themselves,
lament the decadence of the old man
tiers and customs, the dying out of tra¬
ditions, the invasion of the fashionsand
modes of thought and action of the peo¬
ple of the West. Formerly Smyrna
alone affected the style of'Em opiums,
but now this is done every where ; they
dress alia franca (after the manner of the
French,) they bow, they eat, they drink,
they even smoke alia franca. The ciga¬
rette has replaced is thechibouk, the same
as the fez substituted for the turban,
and the Greek of Pera or Galatea adopt
boots or patent leather shoes, while the
Armenian lady has repudiated theyucA
l * le ^ or ^ ie ^ 0,1,, et of the
" >ese changes are noticeable
more
am011 S Armenians than any of the
P uo P e su ijected to the authority of the
* orte - y« a, s ago the women
df^Sed * sls!l neighbors. and !Ved precisely I heir home as their lives I dif- ur
* ere(l , ‘ ,t itt e fi oin ex stnnee in tlie ha
,um * 1 he) nuely went into the street
0,1 "hursdiy mornings to the
[ bu8,e >at ** ^ themselves L K * ru J ,lall *der with of household the week they du
tle *’ ’ Cil,e 0 ^ f blb ^ren, and in
em >,al( ! ei y» 111 . vv 1 11 eI i they excelled. In
1 ui ()Von,n #> the return of the male
-.embers ot the family bom business,
th "> T made c otI " e ,ujd fllled the pipes,
presenting rbun 1 to the lords of creution
with eyes cast do-'n and in a manner of
full deference. They only seated them¬
selves upon the sofa by the express in¬
vitation of the heal of the family, and
joined iu the conversation with the ut¬
most di Itide nee.
Now all this is changed, or at least is
rapidly changing. The women read
French novels and visit the Italian tl: e
atie !lt ! '*ey are seen frequently
| u tlle f* J’ sheets, 1 */ their ^ embroidery / '^ tbe frames
•’ U t ! u
E a,,!i,a, * fashions , in fact tliey are rap
idly becoming Europeanized.
He that has tasted the bitterness of
sin will fear to commit it ; and he that
lasted the sweetness of mercy will
b ;ilr offend it
We should nut forget that lit/ is but
a Mower, which is no sonier fully J blown
than it begins to wither.