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. sm mm ft 1 r? 1} :S>. ‘•i*******^ >*, '1*: &' ^BIS «**&■ «$ec Ss nit: <?J 4ft is*"A- H*aS»»^rf53j 1 fO^gCj@~£?T*- jOHN H. CHRISTT.l j- ai .or and Proprietor. j Politics and Current Literature. S TEHMS ; TWO DOllAES PEP, MMi IN ADVANCE, THREE DOLLARS, IF DELATED. Volume VIII. ATHENS, G-A.. 'WEDNESDAY, APRIL 24=, 1861. TSTnm'bex* 4=. i\jt gouftern gglafcjjim S, # f ik Larjfst aa4 Owapfsl P»pm in lk State!!! TERMS. nNLYTWO DOLLARS A-YEAR, . t p,;j m ndcnHcr; otterrciM, Thret Dollurt. v, ].. 'cr will t« discontinued (except at tUe option /' ^Vue editor) until all arrearage* are paid. J'dcct ®alt. THE CONFIDENCE. BT MRS. L. W. 8TEWART. advertising. . 1 advertisement* inserted at iho anal rate*. . t a.UurtUcmente, when not marked, will be ” : !_l dii fMbid, at Ono Dollar per tquare of 9 linee Crsl , and Fifty CeaU per square for each » " iasartion. Alae I tbey bad been friend* in yontb, Bat whispering tongue* will pobon troth, —Cuiustail*. “No; you do not disturb me, Marion.— Lnmn i n « ' Como in But tlie speaker did not move from the couch, on which she half-reclined, to greet f**" ^ ]i,.eral deduction to yearly advertisers. '.'v.\,niMunccmcnteof candidate* $4, in ad ranee. A-iihiinarv 11-dice* exceeding six linee in length l„. charged ns advertisements. the new comer. The 'Snsincss anft professional Carbs. " IF KAN KLIN HILL, Attor- OBSeo over tie Novi \. MiV AT LAW, Athena, (la. lrf.lt ..MViu, N. White.' - *' T M. WYNG & CO., Dealers in HABDW, *> lirund Str* ARE, CROCKERY, CHINA AND Street, Athens, On. tf 4 thkns steam company.- \ K. NICKERSON, Agent and Superintendent,-— tuafaeturvra <>f Circular Saw Mills, Steam En- Forcing and Lifting TUMPS. SnarTiNO and juBist.uv; M-i.u Otx and aU otherhindaof GEAR- iV(j ino* and Brass Castings, of every description. UITUISG, Repairing and 'Finishing promptly exe- J,,,!. Scloet pat terns of Iron Fencing. Terms, cash. II. LOMBARD, Dentist, Athens. Rooms in Rriek building North of the Post Of- pr. College Arenuc, _ tf c c \V.& H. R. J. LONG, Wholesale i and Retail DRUGGISTS, Athens, Ga. D U. W M. KIN G, Homoeopathic 1M1YS1CIAN, offers hi* professional services to tUritiiens of Athens and vicinity. Residonee, at Mrs. pjrt.mV. office, corner of Clayton and Thomas St*. M»v in, ls«o. ly D O. CANDLER, Attorney at Law, • lisving located permanently at llomer, Bankr M me. (la. will practice in the counties of Banks, Jack ie, Hat!, linl.ersham nnd Franklin. Occupying acon- nl pmitiou in said ronnty, all business entrusted to his nn sill r.esivc immediate attention. All cnmmuniea- j,i, should l«) addressed to Homer, Banke co. apStf U W. LUCAS, Wholesale and Re- I e Mil Dealers in DRY GOODS, GROCERIES, JMRDVAKS, Ac.. No. 2, Broad Street, Athens. p L. McCLESKEY, M.D., having tf. pfrumpenily located in Aliens, will continue Af prat tico of Medicine «id Surgery. Residence, that iffintlv orrupied by Mr, Chaio-—Office, at homo, whore Wmv l-o found. tf H A. LOWR ANCE, Surgeon Den- e TIST, Athene, Ga. Offieo on College A venue, ever the Jewelry .tore of Messrs. Talmadge A Winn. H GILLELAND, Dentist, Wat- • kinavllle, Ga., respectfully solicits tbo patron- qt of the surrounding country. Full satisfaction will t» firen ia his profession. • tf T M. KENNEY, (next door to the I e Knuk »f Athens.) eonsUatly keeps on hand STA RS nud FANCY DRY GOODS, and Choice Family Sweetie*, cheap for cosh, or to prompt customer*. T M. MATTHEWS, Attorney at V e LAW, Danielsville, Ga. May 1. TOHN H. CHRISTY, Plain and V Fancy Fancy HOOK AND JOB PRINTER, Broad St., Athens, lla. Offlco corner Broadaud Wall streets, over th.. -u.re of Saneom A Pittard. tf A. CARLTON, Dealer in Silk, Fancy and Staple DRY GOODS, Hardware wd Crockery, No. 3. Granite Row, Athena. TAMES M Silk, Fan T W. II A N C 0 C K, Attorney at 0 • LAW, Danielsville, Ga., will pvaetieo in Jaok- m. Clarke. Madisoa, Hart, OglothoTpe and Bibert. T W. REAVES & CO., Wholesale U . und Retail Dealerv ln GROCERIES, DRY flOOIlS, CROCKERY, HARDWARE, Ac. No. 14, under franklin House. Broad street, Athens. Ga. tf T F. O’KELLEY, Photograph and tf • AM 11R0TYPE ARTIST. Rooms on Broad and ffing streets, over the store of John K. Matthews, Athens, (is. • Mar8-tf IAS. M. ROYAL, Harness-Maker, tf (head of Wall street, nearly opposite the old State ■ (head ..f Wall street, nearly opposite the ■■ Ssnk) Athens, Ga., koops always on hand a general as- omuant of art icier in his lino, and is always ready to til nr.trrv in tlie liest stvlo. tf T K. DAVIS, Land Broker, Collec- tf o TOR and GENERAL AGENT. Aognsta, Ga.— Httcnded to iu *uiy county of the Flute. Office t«rm<if Jm«k?thii and Ellis flrcets. T 1*. MASON & CO., Bookbinders, tf • Paper Rulers and Blank Book Manufacturers, h'bite hall Street, Atlanta, Ga. J. H. CttaisTT, Agent, Athens. ti.». jnlyl5-ly M ADISON BELL, Attorney at LAW, Pnmer, Baaks County. Ga.—will prne- lin in the Courts of tbo Western Circuit. All business «• trusted to his care will meet with prompt attention pl*rU “ lisrsnaxcan: lion. J, II. Lnmpkin, T. R. R. Cobb, f*|.. Ath-nv. fia., J. If. Hanks. Esq.. GalnesviHo. Os. VlCHOLSONTltEAVES & Wynn a. v Wholesale and Retail Dealers in STAPLE ant v - in S IANCY GOODd, GROCERIES, HARDWARE, Crock- Tbe girl called Marion glided softly— stealthily, yon might almost have called it—across the gorgeous carpet, and place i her arm caressiugly about the lady’s form. “You have good news,’? and her keen, gray eyes bent eagerly over a letter which her friend held. Lucy Granger did not speak for a mo ment, though she clasped the hand rcstiug upon her shoulder. It was as if a bright morning dream, which she feared to dis pel, had bound her with its gentle thrall. There was a soil light in her beauti ful eyes, and a sigh, low and tremulous, yet not of pain, parted her crimson lips.— It seemed to recall her once more from whatever roveries she had indulged; but still she did not move, and spoko with downcast eyes, and a voice so subdued that Marion knew tho memory of pleasant thoughts yet lingered.. “ 1 have a letter from Louis Vernon, my father’s ward. I liave not hoard from him in years—yes, it is years since ho sent me that little casket from Venice. It stands upon my dressing-table, Marion. He was leading an idle life then; and his letters to my poor brother were filled with descrip tions of gorgeous fates and beautiful wo men, aud moonlight seas. How he loved the beautiful! Harry and he were such friend^! Then Harry died; and my fath er, who is-ao proud and cold—they only wrote'on business; and, at last, Louis ceas ed to speak of me in his hurried letters. He is coming.to England again.” Marion did not answer. She waited as if not hear more. “He is come, I should have said; and will be here in this very house, to-night. He wrote so kindly! He wrote so kindly! I thought ho had forgotten mo; but be is just the same as ever. I wonder if ho will think me altered. He says he hopes to find me tho same; but I am a woman now, and he left a school-girl. Oh, Marion, he is so beautiful! Did you ever wish to be beautiful, Marion? To have those who look on you confess that you wore so, with involuntary hoinago ? Somehow, I could almost wish it for myself this afternoon. Louis loves all that is lovely.” If Lucy’s eyes had been upraised, she would have seen a shadow, dark and almost malignant, pass over the face that bout above her. Ungraceful in person,and cold m her exterior, tlie companion and dep en dent of the heiress of Granger Park had often cursed in her heart tho adverse fata that had denied her all external attrac tions. Often as she had wreathed the beau tiful curls of whose grace Lucy was uncon scious, or arrayed tho form whose every motion was grace itself, a bitter, envious thought poisoned the better feelings of her nature, until she had almost come to hate the gentle girl, who loved and trusted her with all the earnestness of an affectiouate, guileless naturo. “Fortuuo, beauty, love ; all showered upon her,”Mariou hal murmured; “while I, born her equal, must rest in obscurity because a tithe of these gifts bus been de nied me. Oh, if I were but beautiful, how I would win men’s hearts! How they should acknowledge the spell of my pre sence, and bow down before me, forgetful that my loveliness was my only dowry !” And then the mirror would refloat a lace pale with envy, and features harsh and contracted. Alas for Marion. She remembered Liouis Vernon. Could she ever forget ? for in his rude boyhood ho had taunted her with her depaiidence—1 she could have borne that—and with her plainness, of which she hated even then to hear. She coaid recall every incident of thutsceue; bis frank, manly faee, and her own glance pf defiance. * “So he was com ing borne, and, no doubt, would woo and win bis old playfellow. Ho was Sir Louis Vernon now, though Lucy had forgotten that.” Thus ran Marion’s thoughts. “Aud she will be mistress of all her father's wealth; and I, still in the shadow, must stand by and see bridal pageaut, and guard the jewel’s that she is to wear, and smile when 1 could weep, and bless when my pATMAN & SUMMKY, Dealers in A HARDWARE and CUTLERY, corner of Bread r L I»r£i- now Brick Store, ceruurBridge and Broad . !r * o, Atiict!*, (j®. > tf heart curses! Ob, it-was sad to see a lraman heart given HARDWARE and CpTLERY, corner of Bread “J "'all ^rcct*. Apian*. Ga. tf- »IT NELL ENGLAND & Fit EE* , MAN. Wholesale and Retail Dealer* in GROCE- *1EA DRV GOODS, HARDWARE, SHOES k BOOTS, “C‘-l Street. Athens. Ga. tf P HARRY, Fashionable* Boot and • SHOE-MAKER, Broad street, Athens. Ga., U in tea liner* to fill orders In hi* line. ppPE BARROW, Attorney at Law, L A Hutu, Ga. Offloo oral White’* Bookitore. T \ y MSHOP & SON. Wholesale and A • Retail Dialer* in GROCERIES. HARDWARE ^ STABLE DUN GOODS, No. 1, Bread Ailren*., T W. WALKER, Attorney at Law, Allien*, Ga. Office «ro» lh«tre#-Jowelr/St*r* Ifhw*. Mandcvift*. JlrMd rtreet.' tf P-ilsMADGE, STARK & IIKINS, A Dealer* in Watches, Clock*, Jewelry. Uaoa, Pi»- Jjj'’ f CutUrr, Musical Increments, Sheet M^ c " rt *rr of College A vena* and Clay tun «L, Athena, V f 0 U YLE R, Resident Dentist, * A lliana ft ** - Y?a-..<w1 — - *- omiraitM Athene, Qa. Room* on Dread atrewt; entrance «o Insurance Office. FehJS-tf >V M ,: L. MARLER, Attorney at LAW, Jofftnron. Jackioia county, Ga. v“ rr ^rxcn*.-J. M. MeLeator und W. 8. TL » D - W - T- **. Peepl i «n B c.viU«; John H. Newton and J. II. Christy, tr Wm. g. » " " LAW a up to such evil guidance; but it was tbo 1 entering thought of a lifetime, and Marion was a rare dissembler. “ N»y. confess it,” she said, playfully, as she still looked down upon the letter tilled with kindly words aud glad anticipations; * vou love your father’s word, Lucy. Y our brother’s friend-—that is not all. Well, you will be happy, for he could not refuse such homage.” “ Loffer him homage’ , But you are jest ing.” .... “ Nay ; do you think I have been blind ed all this while to tho love-dream that filled your heart 1 There are orange flow- murmur of the summer fountain that play ed beneath her window! “Marion spoke strangely,” thought she; have I been unmatdeulyf Have I given ty love unsought? Have I cherished other than a sister’s love for Louis? I can not tell. I do not know myself this after noon. But I will be cold and formal—yes, my father’s own child—and thus I will atone it. Louis”—the name was spoken with a lingering accent, as her reverie ceased; nor was the lady conscious how mneb that little word revealed. She rose and stood before the mirror to adjust her robe. She drew one sprig of the starry white jessamine from a vase be fore her to twine among her curls, and iu another moment had glided down the old oak staircase, already dusky with evening shadows, and stood before the subject of her thoughts. Site gave her hand lightly to a tall, dark- browed stranger,sodiffereut from tlie Lon- of her momory, who bowed as haughti ly as her father could have done, aud led her to a seat. How coldly his formal inquiries fell upon her oar; tho measured tone, was an un familiar sound. Her heart, that had flut tered so wildly, sank frozen in her breast. Poor Lucy, when they had parted as broth er find sister part, with a kiss and loving clasp! She would have shrunk from either now, it is true; but the kind letter, hid be neath her silken boddioe, hud not prepared her for this unlooked-for coldness. The weary moments passed heavily, and Mari on supported the lagging conversation in which neither of the others seemed to take interest. For once Lucy was glad to hear the firm, heavy tread of her father sound ing in the hall, and half sprang forward to meet him; but a thought seemed to check her, and she paused at the entrance, more embarrassed than over before. Mr. Granger was, as Lucy had charac terized him, stern nnd proud. There was strength in his compact figure nnd massive head. Masses of thick hair, now begin ning to silver, were pushed back from his square forehead; his mouth had a resolute compression, that did not relax as he bid tho young stranger welcome. There was little sociability added to the group by his entrance; and when, after a dull and formal evening, they separated, all felt the relief of being once more alone. Hull enough, and cold enough,” mut tered Sir Lpuis. as he stood by the open window of his own apartment, looking out upon the exquisite landscape before him. Tho moonlight shouo clear upon dark re cesses of foliage that inclosed the beauti ful lawn, and in soft fantastic shadows lay on tlie velvet turf, quivering with eve ry breath of the summer breeze. The dun deer slept peacefully in their sheltered co verts ; and atar off the white cottages of the village were distinctly visible. “No; nothing else has changed,” went on the soliloquy ; “ exceptthat Harry, my oltl playfellow, is not hero to welcome me. There is the spire of the village church, where he sleeps. Poor Harry—I saw his smile when Lucy sprang to meet her fath cr. llow this lists chilled me—I had hoped a warmer greeting; but, perhaps, I have been among the children of the bright South so long, that I have forgotten Eng lish coldness. She might have had one smile for bo; brother’s friend. That Ma rion—she’s not altered. The very same stealthy tread—that quick, upward glance when she thinks herself unobserved But, perhays, this is mere boyish prejudice. She ulwaps camp between Lucy and myself in the old days; perhaps this is why I have shunned her. How very, very beautiful Lucy has grown; those soft clustering carls—the downcast eyes—the floating sylph-liko motion land yet so womanly withal. She is like tho hand I half wor shipped in Florence—that soft Cain Dolce that hung iu the east window. I wish her munuer aud soul were more unlike her lather’s. She should liavo her mother’ spirit with her mother's eyes. Ah, well this tiresome visit, will soon bo ended ; aud then I will lay down my dream, and fbrgct ail under sunnier skies—'” And so the days went by at Granger Park. Sir Louis coldly, serenely courte ous; and the lady as distant as at first in her stately beuriug. Marion hovered like a shadow ever near them; for, when busi ness was over, Mr. Granger was invisible save at diuner, for the rest of tho day. It was the settlement of a tedious law suit, in which the estate of Sir Louis had been involved while under his guardian’s eoutrol, which had called him to England Pcriiaps his heart beam little taster when he heard that Lucy was stilt unmarried, and had tar exceeded the promise oi her girlish loveliness. He may have had Urcam of turning from tbo gay, idle life in which ho had passed so many years, and making his English home a paradise, whose Eve had tho sweet month and gentle eyes of his old playfellow. Bat tout was passed now, aud be fretted impatiently at the ciiaiu iu which “ the law’s delay” had bound him for mauy weeks at Granger Park. Now aud men he would fancy Lucy less cold, aud his owu iciness gave way botbre it. Sometimes, when strohiug side by side through the dim old paths they had loved so weiliu years goue hy, they would speak of those old days, and wish that they could ers in that little casket; withered, it is ti-uo; but Sir Louis gave them to you ore he sailed from England. There is a curl of brown hair beneath the velvet cushion; it is mar velously like some curls 1 have seen ou bis forolieud. And perhaps you forget stand ing, before the picture that hangs in your brother's Toont, ere it was closed, and sigh ing as you turned away ?” «i „ I No wonder that Lucy blushed, aud with drew her hand impatiently. your eyes will welcome him buck lands may finish the con- ffi.DELONY, Attorney sit k„- LAW,AUtea*. G*., will attond premptly toall CT tn , u , Li4l to hi* core. Office on Broad itreot, K*nn«y*» «totc. tf PHILIPS, Attorney at Law, •ftw n , Oil, "^il! practice in all :lic roontits to* rt.re Ctreuit, in thCeoontjr at Fulton, of the tireuM. W 'IbcFiiMcn.- Court, in the r. S. lr »‘ Court at Marietta. White £ 'wholesale a lORg E R '-j»ll CI.O ruil i;. „r„l MERCHANT TA 1 - ,r • * : ‘-t> t, Athens, (»a, W%N- WU1TK. Hr Ak?! STATUmat, and New-,.. am.,.,,i r, CffiJlp "‘: cr y» *AJiq lion.is, . rn OisUrs i«rfiinpth filled at here, go, Marion ; my eyes shall nev er tell unmaidenly secrets. Did I not love vou so well, 1 should chide you for speak- in.r thus. I bear a bustle in the court yard—I am not ready to receive my iath- (.fg <*uests; you must do it for file, diicy have entered tho drawing room—” It needed not Lucy’s impatient entrea- * tics, for Marion’s heurt beat fast with the b Louis Vernon first—alone; and complied as one who corkers a hen Lucy sank back upon the once more, and seemed to forgot it was required of her. Thc rieo lull ot lace trembled to the quick beatings of her! room heart and her hands clasped tlie letter nervously. She listened eagerly to catch smile the sound of voices from below; but there j morn was nothing but the trampling «H steeds as . little led from t he court-yard, and tl return. Once they talked of Harry, and ing road looks in this fresh morning light,” he said. “ I was just thinking how often we have cantered over it, and wondering if the copses and the heath through which wound arc as green aud leafy as then.— even had a bolder thought,for I was won dering if I might not bo permitted to ac company Miss Granger in her evening ride, and find for myself if it were so*” It was hard to repress the joy that came gushing to her heart at these words; bat Lmcy bad strong Bclf-control, and only bowed an assent. “And Marion?” be added, in a tone of inquiry. “ Poor Marion!” replied Lucy, “ sho will not leave her room to-day; she ia UI, and has been so for a week past, but would not confess to it. I have noticed her burning hands and flashed olieek; and now I will not consent to her rising uutil good Dr. Morton has been consulted." A new light came into the eyes that bent over her as she spoke. It was plain Sir Louis was not anxious for the iu valid’s re covery. “ Poor Marion!” Lucy said to herself a hundred times that morning; and yet she seemed to feel her absence a relief, she knew not how or wherefore. How anxiously she watched a dark, por tentous cloud that rolled slowly from the west as dinner was announced. But she would not believe that a shower was at hand as she ordered the horses. More than once, during the almost interminable meal, she looked auxiously toward the window to watch its progress. Her father chided her more than once for thoughtlessness, and once looked almost angrily towards her as her trembling hand spilled the wine she was raising to her lips. It was just as her ear had caught the first long, low muttering of the far-off storm. It was sweeping down in all its wrath when Sir Louis was released from his attendance on Mr. Granger, and joined her in the draw iug-room. There was no denying it now the ride must be given up, ami gloomily enough they watched the horses led away. But after all it was a vory pleasant eve ning* There was a sense of comfort when tjio rain beat against the windows, whore the heavily-draped curtains excluded all but tho voice of the storm; for the fire which the chilliness of the atmosphere made most grateful, blazed cheerily upward aud Sir Louis sat near his fair hostess, am watched the colors that her skillful hands mingled in the ,delioate embroidery over which sho bent. They did not talk much but the silence was not oppressive; am| as the evening came on, Lacy sang the simple ballads Sir Louis could so well re member, when she first learned to mingle the rich notes of her voice with tho melo dy of the “ light guitar.” Lucy started at last with a feeling self-reproach, that she had loft Marion alone so long, and then the formal separation wasexehanged fortho briefer “goent-trigirt,’’ which may be made to say so much. With all her remorseful pangs, Lucy did not linger long at tho bedside of the fret ful invalid, and when in her own room the little casket was held once more within her hands. She awoke the next morning with that half dreamy yet undefined conscious ness that something pleasant has occurred which all can recognize; and when she re membered why she was glad to see tlie cheerful suusliine.come streaming in, she sprang from her couch and comracuced hurried toilet. Marion’s fever had not abated; indeed a sleepless, restless night had quickened her already rapid pulse, and, though she uoaued .impatiently at the durance, she was obliged to give up all thoughts of break fasting below. Lest something might again frustrate their project, Sir Louis petitioned a morn ing ride, flow very beautiful was Lucy as sho came bouuding down the stone-steps, with s childlike, graceful movement, her habit gathered over her arm, to caress the noble steed, that acknowledged the hand of his geutle mistress. Sir Louis could have kissed the dainty foot he held for an instant in his hand as she vaulted to the saddle, and in one mo ment more they were hist in the green vista that opened before them. They did not know from what a wild, atrangu gaze they were thus hidden; but the “evil eyes” were there of Marion, whoso lips trembled as she fell back once more upon her pillow woman now, and the pledged wife of an- I copied half an hour, but I had lived eentu- other. Dear Lucy, forgive me if I envy (riesof indescribable horrors, and emotions him.” of happiness which are incomprehensible “Who? Of whom do yon speak, Louis f’ J to the sane and wakeful mind. My sight “The child is here no longer—of you, and of your betrothed, the heir of Stanton Hall.” “My betrothed! You are dreaming now" “ Would that I could find it a dream.— But I know full well who claims this hand,” and he kissed it involuntarily as he spoke. Lucy did not withdraw it, and the curls hid the deep blushes of her check as she bent forward, and whispered— “ I see ull now. She lied to you.” “ And arc you not to be his brido ?” “ Never! I would die first!” “Dear Lucy!" and. his arm encircled her asof old: The lady’s head bent still lower, but her heart beat very fast. The birds heard strange tales that day in Beech wood Forest; and they might have whispered that a bride was won be neath its shadows. But they could not tell tho angry malice of one burning heart, when its treachery was discovered, and Marion fonnd, with all her lying talcs and covert sneers, she could not separate Lucy from her betrothed. It was she who had placed them at tlieir meeting, when Louis camp with hope to win the sister of his friend. And Lucy’s father! For once his sternness vanished, when he clasped Sir Louts in his arms and called him “ son,” the dearest wish of his proud heart fulfill ed. And, in due time, bridal chimes were rung, though Marion was not there to hear them; for her evil preseirco no longer dark ened the hearth of Granger Hall. was preserved, and the fragment of steel is in my possession, which, like the key of St. Peter, unlocked colcstial splendors and opened a Pandora box of hellish imagery, which, even now, scares mo from dreams to sudden and trembling wakefulness. C.” Jirlccteil gorivg! ----- - ■■ ■■ ■ •• — ■ —«» ■ ' From thffi Southern Chmtian Advocate. TO THE SEVEN SISTERS' “The** come to yon, greeting." cr JOS t. v. cross. ' AH hail, ye aeren bright sister*, Ye ilaujjhten of the sun! M*'- heaven'» blotting* rest upon, The race ye have to run. The Contrast. “Ah! Ned, Ned, you’re a sad, wild fel low.” *‘So my mother says; anyhow, don’t you think I do credit to her .raining P* “No, my boy,” said a silver-haired old man; “I remember your mother when she was a “bonnie lassie.” Her cheeks were like two ripe apples, on which the crimson was daintily spread so as not to shame tlie white. Her eye was full and bright, not dim with sorrow as it is now. Some great S -fef must have; changed her so sadly.— cr rounded limbs and dainty foot, her bcantifo! throat and white, dimpled arms, 1 well remember. And she has been a kind mother; her counsels,' like ‘morning dews and evening showers,’ have fallen up on your way ! and yet, Ned, you call her the “old woman.’ Ah, boy, it never was so in my time.” Oh, well,” said Ned, tossing his hand some head, and hastily thrusting back the brown and glossy curls; “I am going to get married aud, be a dutiful son. No one can say that I neglect my mother, at any rate; though perhaps I am a little rude.” CrowtMd b« your brew* with laurel! And, standing baud ia haad, . Fair a* tlie more may ye *hine forth, A blessing to tho laud! MIwrIPw IPf Enlarged bo all your borders, Your fields with harvests white; Your upward path of glory marked, With steps of living light! "The Right!” be still your watchword. And ou your baanen be, A« they shall float on every breete, And ware o’er every sea! And be your son* forever, 'But worthy i f their bir h— Bold with the strong,'bland with the weak, The chivalry of earth! Your daughter* ever loving. And purest they are fair,- B.ight a* the oraage bad* that bloom Amid tueirjetty hair! And oh 1 ia all ybbr journeys, May God be at your side— March with your hosts, aud when ye pause, May Ho with you abide! Select ittiSfcUanu. of his v were EL. air Louis foil the hand that lay upon own so lightly tremble, and thought the old confidence might be again established. But just then they came suddeuly. upon Marion, and both turned instinctively from the themo of their discourse.. Nay, do not talk to me of Louis,” the Udy had said that night; “he has brought bis fine Italian mauuers, aud I like them not. My father must see it,.for he shuns him; and i——ob, Marios, be was not so once.” And when the girl was gone, she took slender key from the chain which sho ways wore, and unlocked the Venetian casket. It was empty, stive those few lad ed flowers she had treasured. She took them up with an impatient gesture, as . sho would have trampled them under her foe: ; hut a tear foil <>:i thoiu ; thou they were pressed to her lips an instant, and again returned to their hiding-place. “ No, no, I cannot destroy them now,” she said; “ llarry stood near when he gave them to me. 1 will still keep them for my brother's -akf. Sir Louis was already in the breakfast- entered the next morning.— Could she be mistaken in thinking that he dm ore kindly when ho bade her‘‘good iu.g?” Certain it is that he held her prisoned hand fora moment, aud drew awards the open window. The spell could not pursue them that cloudless, sunbright moruing. The air was loaded with fragrance from the blooming ledges and the rich clover fields by which they passed; .a.bird song thrilled through the copse before them, and far away the smoke-wreaths of the hamlet curled lazily upward. There was excitement to horse and rider as on they swept, and Lucy’s curls floated back with the dark plume that fell upon her shoulders, and her eyes spark led with a clear, joyous light Sir Louis had not seen in many a day. After a time, their road lay through an oltl forest, where the sunlight and the bird song were soften ed; while almost unconsciously they rein ed their steeds, and sido by side rode on ward more quietly. There was enchantment in the very at mosphere; in tlie solemn, emerald light; in the soft shadows that • trembled across their pathway. Then they heard the mur mur of a little brook, and Sir Louis dis mounted, while his steed bent to drink.— It was a pleasant grassy glade through which the brook sparkled, aud Lucy need ed no second invitation . rest awhile in its shade. But sho gathered wild flowers —while Sir Louis stood beside her only to crush them—and, quite-unconsciousl ped that pretty foot iuto the stream before her* ... ti-vl’t*?''L* ..*•*•<:. Imprudent Lucy! At last she was again seated in the sad* die, and she gathered tho reins through her slender hand. But Sir Louis did uot seeni disposed to yield them, and stood j leaning against a beech tree and looking J up iuto the fuir face that bent over him. j “ Do yon know what a happy dream I jhadf” he said at length, “as era sat on SENSATIONS OX TAKING CHLOUOFROH. A correspondent of the San Francisco Weekly Mirror gives the following vivid description of the sensations he felt while under the intoxicatiou of chloroform, in which he had beon placed lor the purpose of having a sliver of iron extracted from his eye: “My last sane recollection is of the sur geon applying the handkerchief to my mouth; then the room began to magnify to gigantic proportion; a common lamp was transformed to a candelabrum, more luminous aud costly than ever lighted the grandest cathedral in the world. The surgeou became a giant of prodigious mag nitude, holding a huge gleaming knife, with a single blow of which he might kuve severed me. The sound of voices in the room seemed like the clamorings of a mul titude during the burning of a city, and a sign-board, sehreochiug outside, convey ed the idea of a furious mob collected in tho street for my execution. On entering fcUo roam I had not i a largo oat kitting asleep on a shelf, which turned its head iuzily toward me and then resutiicd its slumbers; this creature became a hideous, vampire-like monster, with great fiory eyes, aud with fangs and claws liko what were fabled to belong to the griffin, walking round, and blowing fetid breath on me, and pressing its frightful paws on my breast. But the Worst of all was a gigan tic man, sharpening instruments for my dissection; I could hear the whirring of the stone-and the shrieking of the bighly- tempered knives as tho grinders laughed at the intended dissection. Ono was more jocose and heartless than the rest; he was my implacable enemy; wq bad quarrelled and fought about a schoolmate love.— Presently I felt their keen knives at;every joint; I surieked and screamed, blasphemed and besought my tormentors, but still tho instruments hissed through my quivering flesh, and grated along every bone. I am satisfied that all these emotions were ex perienced within a moment ufter the first inhalation which began tho process of stupefaction. So swift are tho evolutions of thought when sense is subdued, and ivlieu tUe phantom monarch of dreams loads the soul through the endless avenues, swifter in its journey ings than the short lived fire which falls from the womb of an overburdened cloud. ‘‘But a gradual revolution of mental perception succeeded; those frightful spec tres began to recede; the men and knives began to diminish; the cat returned to natural proportions and crept slowly away; the voices became less harsh and threateniug, aud tlie noise in the street wassubdued to unbroken sileuce. I looked into a universe of light, with nothing visi ble, until iudistiuet forms appeared .on the horizon, coming toward me and defining themselves as they came. One was my mother, clad tb grave-clothes, but, as sho neured, her habiliments changed to the ikhrifts \rhif*Ii in tint ni*i->nttuDa “Did yon send that sugar, to-day, and the other little articles that £ ordered for mother?” asked Ned Ellis ofliispretty young bride, as, they sat together in .their neat cottage home. “I declare, Ned, I forgot it,” his wife re plied, blushing; “I was so busy finishing my dress lor the ball, that,It quite slipped my memory.” “Mother wanted them last week-—sugar and salt, tea and coffee, and about every Within your congregation, Still let His pretence dwell: And may HD crowning word, at last, Pixn innce—"Y» hare done well !” “Blynnks” In Washington. “Blynnk*,” who i* an applicant for tho NasUrillu postoffice, in a letter written from Washington to tbo Nashville Patriot* thus show* up the economy of tho Federal Government: The way the Government got* its work dono i* curi ous. At an illustration you aud your family meet in convention of the whole, and adopts resolution author izing tho construction of a hen coop in your back yard. You at once appoint mo superintendent of tho work, putting a thomand or two dollars in tho bank for mo to check on. I get you to appoint - iny brother-in-law chief euginoor. I appoint two of my brother* assistant luperintan- euts aud my brother-in-law appoints two of his broth- thing else she was out of; what a stupid a stupj dog I am to forget so; here, Sam—Ncd- Jack, where arc you? what, not ono of them at homo ?” They have gono to tho husking frolic, I believe,” said Mrs. Eliis; “I intended to send those articles before they went, but I have such a short memory." ‘Ditto to that,” chimed in Ned, “but I must go round and see tho old lady, havn’t even called to know whetlior she is sick or well ers assistant ongincers—all at your expenso. W* bur us each a fast horso aud buggy, and ride around town, drink cocktails and play billiard* till the bank deposit gives out, when we make outaprinted report of seventy three page*, furnishing you * complete topographical survey of your back yard and a vast amount of statis- Heal information with regard to tho number of hens you are likely to have for tho next forty years, Wo vvind up tho. report with the announcement that t’to site of the hen ooop ha* been selected, aal a call for another appropriation to prosoente the Work, which we ran will be done with "vigo ** — Tlio widow sat over tho scanty fire, watching tho hissing water, as it spouted and fell from tho little tin tea kettle, loaf of bread stood on the small.table at her side. Her creamer was empty; the bowl minus sugar, no butter* no little lux ury, nothing but the crust-, the wee white ioaf, and the seraj) of tea that dusted the bottom of the >11016111 silver tea pot. Tho widow bent closer over the fire, and there were tears in her aged eyes. “He should have thought of his old moth ,” she murmured, fidgetiug with nervous hands about her cap ribbon; “but then, being just married, so I suppose I ought to consider; he always was a little wild—a little wild; but he has got a good heart, I know he has; still, lie shouldn’t have for gotten his poor old mother.” The good old lady leaned back and crossed her hands upon her bosom. Her thoughts went back to earlier days. How often bad that golden head uestled against her heart ? Uow had those ever laughing eyes drawn smiles from her own, even in lonely widowhood- How had she watched him as he, prattling, toddled about her kuee, the treasure of her lire, the blood of ber very heart* the apple ofhereye. And after years had passed, she remembered the often self-denials—the scanty meal—the patched garment, the old shawl, colored and re-colored; the faded bonnet; all beautiful as jewels to her; because they bought the great gift of education to her boy. And after all this, he had neglected his old mother. Oh, shame! ungrateful manhood, that can so repay love tender as the love of an .angel. assure you will be done with "vigor." You' plaoe an other thousand or two iu bank, and wo employ two hundred hands at three dollar* a day to transport seven ty-five cents worth of lumbar (which costs you under out management about ton times that many dollars) to tho place of operations, which require* about three months. In the meantime, we drive around and go on 'vigor- ously with the liquor and the Billiard*. We then coma up with another report and a demand for another ap propriation. With this wo get tho wall* of the struct ure up, and with one or two more appropriation.: and many more cocktail* and billiards, we get the thing cov- e red in; and at the end of twelve month* r whteh we very appropriately style our “fiscal year,” wo pot yon in for mal possession of a ten thoneand dollar hen-eoop, that gny negro carpenter would bavo been glad to knock np some Saturday afternoon fora suit of yonr old clothes Ho thus modestly excuse* himself fir epistolary brevity: 1 mount to write you a long let|ir to-night, but an. b«|Hflj> T finj uurnslf |vIn/IA/<' Its .sx 1 othU^eefci^Yj wnArvUIC* bio position for writing with my aceuatomcd force and perspicuity M.v room is situated in a wing of the ilding. ,*—*■ ’ building. Just opposite is another wing, with a nar row courtyard between. Tbcro must he a concert or a cirens, or some sort of a show in town to night, for at a wiudow immediately opposite mine a couple of very pretty, whut I would suppose to be chambermaids, have been putting on their clothe* for the last hour, as if they wore fixiug up to go somewhere. This is very annoying to a man of family, aud if it were not so far down stairs, I would go and complain to tho landlord. It would require an individual of tremendous power of concentrating his thought* to write an able letter under such circumstance*. I would cl jso tho blinds and get further from the wiudow. but I expect to pay for iUylngin thi* house, and I am not to be driven from pillar to post by such a spectaoio as is now before me fabrics which glittered in the prophet’s vision when ho looked over tho “great congregation which no man could bomber.” Directly sho stood by me; and, recognizing every feature. 1 saw that each age-mark was gone; her cheek was fresh as tlie young girl’s when she fiist blushes at the whispered words of love, and stooping to kiss me, tho apparition wont out, leaving another, still more beautiful and yontbful, it was the figure of my young wife, who died in the birth of her first child. She held an infant in her arms who ran his tiny fingers through my hair, but when I tried to take bint iu my arms, infant and mother were gone. Strange, that I foil no disappointment; I knew they were hut pictures that hung’ in tho galleries of a father’s heart. Everything changed to an existence of indescribable pleasure: I laughed and danced like one mad with the uxhiiiration of unexpected deliverance from torture; the air came into my lungs gratefully as the upgushing ol cool water to theHpsof a thirsty drinker. The aroma of celestial -gardens seemed about me;-1 believed that I was in tho territory of souls, and wondered how any one should fear to die. I could hear sonnds uf the street, but they seemed to prelong and swell like the sound of n great organ. Mil- tk« bank together, it was a memory of lions of^symmetrical creatures passed •days long vanished,’ when a blue-eyed, review, along a horizou of silver and gold, i her : fairy child first stood trembling with fear j and yet I was conscious that they were at mounting a steed like this, i saw those i but the creation of a distorted imagina- 1 • 111v. ryt-N :in with t*-.«f'. and turn to me lion. ln-seecimiglv. Once more I comforted the 1 ****** trembler, and lifted her to the saddle. Once i “Presently I became conscious of return- more l placed the reins in bands almost too ing sense; my limbs felt unwieldy and < f i tiny to grasp them, and led the steed along i too great proportions to be moved by tl e with one of those little bands resting upon ! strengthening will; my eyes opened and my shoulder. Then a sweet voice called ' began to discern objects returning to me ‘ dear Louis !’ and I forgot for tbo mo-; natural dimensions, and I began to com ! prebend the conversation of persons in the room. The whole! operation had not oe- Lortk upon another scene. A bright, noble faee was that of young Arthur MeLauc. His eyes were vividly dark, his hair rolled back into glossy curls from a manly brow. The seal of earnest life enstamped that fresh young counten ance ; the soft light of love enkindled it as ho spoke, iu soft, low tones, to tho gentle being by liis side. • “Mother will hot live with us,” hq said; “she has too long- reigned over her own household to sit quietly by the fireside of another.” . ■ :i.~ y “I am sorry, Arthur,” replied a sweet voice; “tlie picture I have framed in my heart will be incomplete without mother. Her meek taee, ber snowy cap, her busy fingers, lier low voice aud quiet influence would-make our little homo a paradise.— Will she not bo very lonely.” “I have taken care to engage a cottage close to hers,” answered Arthur, “withrna stone throw. And you know you can never get along without showing tier your bright eyes at least a dozen times a day, to consult on little household matters— such as-what dainty dish will best please tho taste of your lord and master—Ahem! Alice shook her finger at this piece of impudonce, and looked as fearfully threat ening as her pretty face would allow. “And lioiv do you get on, now .that Ar thur has gouo and married V “Well, thank God ! the same as before,” aus wore | the old lady, her aereuo Lee lighting up with a beautiful .smile. “Do You see that?” und she pointed to a fii ba.r.l under cover; “and sue lifted suet., sively the snowy napkins from a box of sugar, a large can of tea, a firkin ot butter, and a casket of meal. “Artv don’t Direct Trade. The effect of the Tariff of the Confeder ate States, operating as it does on impor tations from ther non-seceding States, will make it necessary for our merchants to obtain a portion if not all their supplies, direct. Wo are gratified in being able io state that several of the leading houses in our city are moving ns they should in this direction. Prominent among the num ber, is the old and w*ell established house of George W. Williams & Co., Wholesale Grocers On Hayne-street. This firm we understand, have very recently made ar rangements for the importation of several cargoes of coffee, from Rio do Janiero, for the ensuing summer and fall trade. The brig West Indian, and'the schoon er II. P. Russel, are loading for the South America with lumber and rice and are ex pected to return to our port with from eight to ten thousand bags of coffee for this firm. Messrs. Williams & Co., are also arranging to establish a line of schoon ers, to be employed in the West India trade. One of the members of this house will leave for the Island of Cuba for the purpose of establishing suitable agents, and for the purchase of a supply of sugar and molasses for their large trade. These gentlemen bring to this work long exper ience and every facility for tho accomplish ment of their objects. They nre faithfully doing their part to render Charleston com mercially independent of the North and wo sincerely wish them every success.— Charleston Courier, 28IA. meal. “Arty don’t forgot liis old mother,” she answered with a smile. Still wipin'* n <W»rr* k.k a tear stocked my house with possibly want; and his wife; pretty creatm e, runs over hero every day to see if my morning glories need to be* tied up; or to weed my little flower-patch. Some- Gor. Houston’s Protest. Gen. Houston lias issued a lengthy address to the pcoplo of Texas, reviewing the pro ceedings of the State Convention, which passed the ordinance of secession and de clared bis seat vacant. He refuses to take the oath ot allegiance to the now govern ment, or recognize it, because he believes it has derived none of the powers it has assumed either from the people or the Le gislature. The address concludes as fol lows; ' * J . j Ft How citizens, thi.uk not that I complain at the lot which Providence has now as signed me. It is perhaps, but meet that my career should close thus- I have seen the patriots and statesmen of my youth, one by oue. gathered to their fathers, and the government which they reared reiif in twain; and none Hkethoimare left to unite it once again. I ffitniid the last almost of a fV/i.Yi t 1AM zii u x numu tut? iiist aimosu or a vith | •’ r has raco who huirned from their lips the* les- th everj tbing l cpE sons of human freedom. I am stricken bis wife* pretty little down now because 1 will not in*M ti. niu , down now because 1 will j principles which I have fougli struggled to maintains The seve.—. is that the blow eotnc3 in the natno times she sends me over a loaf of her White state, of Texas. I deny the power of this ead, and never a mco little dainty sue convention to speak for Texas. I havo re finds us way into my ceivcd blews for hor sak ud will iog s them both; I wish t0 do so a-rain t i gets, bnt 6ome of it finds its cupbord. God l everybody had such children as l have got. ( hildren, honor the gray head, and keep •vai-ai the Ug. I heart. ' I protest in the name of the people of l'exas against all the acts and dc' ment that 1 could not take the child in my | I arms, as I then held her; that she was a ...An old toper, in a discussion with a temperance lecturer, triumphantly asked, \ tli “If water rots your boots, what effect must bccaus it have on the coats of your stomach?” I take ti against all uio acts ana uoings of this convention, and declare them null and void! I solemnly protest against the a< of its members, who are bound by no oat - HBI "V" '•few*--- ■ , . Ives, in declaring . 1 refused to apj e oatli pr