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New Series.
FANSETTE, THE FAWN.
CHAP. I. THE ABDUCTED HEIRESS.
The silvery moon glittered on the pea
green waves of the Rhine as it lashed
the Cas le de Hi i loverdercupmitabrick
stein, and the tadpoles murmured ten
derly amid the bushes of the lofty per
simmons. The castle was bathed in
light, from donjonkeep to the inky moat
beside the flowery portcullis, and the
Baron’s banditti blew their brains out of
bugle-horns. It was a proud day for
the Baron de Hitimoverdercupmitabrick
stein and his beautiful but youthful
bride.
The Baron was keeping noisy wassail
in the baronial hall, and the young but
lovely bride was in the holy solitude of
her chamber, gazing with a fond moth
er’s pride on the exquisite form of a
cherubimical babe, the joint production
of two souls with but a single thought,
two hearts that beat as one. In an hour
the angelic Geraldine Alexandrovna
was to be christen and. 'I here was a loud
ring at the castle bell.
Every cheek turned blanche with fear.
Suppose the godmother with the silver
cup should have slipped upon a piece of
orange peel or fallen down a cellar. A
page who suggested this was immediate
ly led out by the collar and torn to death
by the mules in the back garden. The
warden hoisted the portcullis, and a
long train of noble chivalry entered, led
by the gallant Ghastellurd de Spark
kasse, wno scattered largesse from his
saddle bow as he rode by the side of the
widowed Baroness Von Sweitzer. The
castle chapel was brilliant with a thou
sand burning tapers.
The christening party were waiting
for the cherubimic Geraldine Alexan
drovna, when a long and ghastly shriek
pierced through the ancient building and
caused every stone to totter within its
mortary bed. The chapel doors were
flung open. The Countess de Hitimo
verdecupmitabrickstein appeared dishev
elled, and shrieked,
“My chee-ild! She has stolen my
chee-ild !”
“Who dares thus to abduct my beauti
ful, my own/?'’ exclaimed tho* appalled
but exasperated Baron.
“Thy paramour, villain !” exclaimed an
ancient figure robed in moire antiqH%
“Ha ! ha! ha ! Now, falsa slave, I laugh
thee to scorn. Ha 1 ba ! liaha 1 * Good
bye! Remember me, thy long deserted
Frigida ”
“Follow her,” cried the Baron. “A
million to him who catches her. Death
to him who don’t!”
As the christening party gained the
larboard postern, the mysterious female
had stabbed the warder to the heart
and lorn his gory scalp wreaking from
his fiery breast. She raised the portcul
lies with superhuman strength. A gob
lin page, mounted on a mule of raven
plumage, led a milk white jack, upon
whose back the mysterious female vault
ed lightly. She held the youthful Ger
aldine Aiexandrovna to her frantic bo
som.
A few steps more and the Baron would
regain his child. Oh, 'evens! it was a
moment of agony. He gained the port
cullis, when suddenly the milk white
jack reached out his velvet paw, and the
baron fell.
The mysterious female and her gob
lin page dashed over the draw bridge,
they let the portcullis fall, and they
were free. Ha !ha ! they were free, and
the bereaved Countess Hitimoverder
cnpmitabrickstein was ehee-ildless and
alone.
CHAP. 11. THE LOVERS.
(A period of twenty years has elapsed.)
A beautiful maiden sat roasting pea
nuts by a corner vineyard. It was in
America. It was Geraldine Alexandrov
na. But she was known as Fan set to the
Fawn. The mysterious Frigida was
with her. She still wore the moire an
tique. It became more and more an
tique every day. When Frigida abduct
ed Geraldine she convoyed ‘ her to the
deepest recesses of the Hartz moun
tains. There were no cows in those
days, and so Geraldine was nursed by a
fawn. Hence her name. Fansette lov
ed and was beloved again. He drove
Engine No. 40. Hie name of it was
Bloodsuek, christened Jem. He softly
told his love as he cracked her fresh
roasted peanuts.
It was beautiful, the fresh young love
of these two gushing souls. One night
two solitary horseman halted their wea
ry steeds by the peanut stall. They
snatched the beautiful Fansette bald
headed from her James’ arms, and bore
her shrieking through the beautiful
snow to their fiery, untamed steeds. It
was the long lost Chistellard de Spark
kasse and the Baron Hitemoverdercup
initabrickstcm.
The faithful goblin page shrieked aloud
for the police, and Frigida tore the mus
tache from the hated Cbastellard de
Sparkkassee, while Jem lay weltering in
his own gore.
The Baron emptied his revolver into
the fainting Frigida, who also fell wel
tering m her gore over the still lifeless
body of the gallant engine driver. Nor
was this all. Laying the fainting Fan
sette over the saddle of his foaming
charger, the Baron applied a match to
the grocery, and in an instant the pala
tial abode wa in a mass of forked and
fiery flame. Horror ! The body of Fri
gida and Jem Bloodsuek were in the
path of fire. Fansette awoke. She saw
her lover’s cremating form, and in an in
stant was by his side. The Baron tore
her away, and, taking a bottle from his
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ELBERTON, GEORGIA. MAY 12.1875.
coat tails, he poured the benzine con
tents over the inanimate forms of the
hapless lover, and the moire antique of
Frigida.
“Ha, ha, ha !” yelled the Baron ; “thus
perish the enemies of the Baron Hitirn
overdercupmitabrickstein of the Wacht
on der Rhine.”
And the raging flames flew up, and
when day Droke the next morning, the
city lay in a mound of smouldering, ash.
es. and there were none living to tell the
tale.
CHAP. in. WOMAN’S LOVE.
(Twenty five years have elapsed.)
Fansette lay wiping her beautiful fea
tures with her golden hair in the cavern
ous recesses of Mogenaw Springs. Two
men lay near her. They were whisper
ing. They were speaking of her. Chas
tellard de Sparkkasse was endeavoring
to force the Baron Hithimoverdercup
mitabrickstein to consent to his nuptials
with the lovely Fansette. That beauti
ful being recoiled m horror. Her heart
was true to Jem Bloodsuck of Engine
49. She listened. Her heart sunk
within her. They were talking now of
lnm. O horror! what did she hear ?
Engine 49 was still on the road; it would
pass the West Haveford switch at 2:10
on time, and Jem was driving express
freight. O blissful moment! Ha ! what
was that T They were going to pull
up the lails and destroy tho object
of her life’s devotion.
For twenty five long years she had
been in the deep recesses of the cave at
Monegaw Springs, and had never seen
daylight.
For twenty five years her father, the
Baron, had asked her to marry the de
tested Chastellard, but her heart was
with 49.
Twenty-five years had made no change
in her. There was no change of any
kind about her. In an hour the men
would leave, to cai’rv their hellish inten •
■tions into effect. They left. Now the
supreme moment of her fate. She sad
died the Baron’s favorite quarter horse
and dashed forth. It was ten miles to
West Haveford, and only twenty min
utes to do it in. Now hie thee, gallagt
gray on thy mission of love! She is
gearing the station. She hears the
Bcreaai of the whistle. It is twenty4aß
vgara fcirfto she heard tnat melodyJß
49, but her heart rises within Ear. Isl*
waves her spotless kerchief, and shoots
as the fiery monster comes thundering
on. It is a race for life and death. She
sees- that the rails are up ; she sees the
forms of the men on the road—the forms
of the hated Chastellard and the Baron.
Still, still the gallant stood rushes on.
Jem is at his post. He rings the noil;
he looks out at the flying Fansette as
she madly careers on to death. He re
cognizes he loved form in the darkness
after twenty live years. He calls aloud
to her:
“My own Fansette !”
She waves to him to stop. His only
chance to save her is to reach the cross
ing first. He throws a barrel of coal
oil into the furnace, and then he throws
in the fireman. He sits on the; throttle
valve.
Now they are nearing the crossing.—
The Baron and Chastellard behold Fan
sette. They howl aloud to her to stop.
The Baron, full of remorse, throws
Chastellard under the train as Jem
Bloodsnck draws his faithful rifle and
plugs the Baron in the fifth vest button,
who falls by the side of Cbaslellard. In
another moment the crash will come.—
One prayer fqr Jem and one prayer for
Fansette; the brave horse is on the track
and the next instanthas cleareditand left
his tail behind, close up. Jem Blood
suck has jumped, caught Fansette in his
arms, and the train has passed over the
remains of the Baron Hitimoverdercnp
mitabrickstein and the hated Chastellard
de Sparkkasse.
A wild shriek comes from the station
of West Haveford. Two females rush
out frantically. It is the Baroness, all
the way from the Watch-on der-Rhine,
who wraps her chee-ild up iu the St-ar-
Bangled Spanner and gives her to Jem
Bloodsuek on the spot. The imperious
Frigida cries, “Come to me arms,” and
declares hex self to be the proud mother
of Jem ; while the goblin page announe
es himself to be the cousin of both and
everybody else. They are all saved but
the Baron and Cbastellard. Gei’aldine
Alexandrovna de Hitimoverdercupmita
brickstein falls into the arms of the
Count Shamus Yon Blondersucken, and
the goblin calls out, “Bully!”
[St. Louis Republican.
MRS. JOHNSON’S MISTAKE.
My friend, Johnson, has an establish
ment for the manufacture of jewelry and
silver ware in Boston. Some time ago
he sold a bill of goods to a dealer in
Augusta, Me. About a month afterward
his partner was on a visit to Bangor, and
while there Johnson wrote to him to
this effect:
“I have heard nothing of that jewelry
I sent to Augusta. If you are around
that way stop and inquire if it was re
ceived all right.”
He put the letter in his pocket and
forgot to mail it. Next day ho left the
coat at home and Mrs. Johnson, as usu
al went through the pockets, and she
found the letter. When Johnson came
home that afternoon and opened the
front door he was amazed to see Mrs.
Johnson with her bonnet on and an um
brella and bandbox in her hand, sitting
in the hall on a trunk, looking as if she
had about twelve hundred pounds press-
ure op rage to the square inch. He
“WMy, Emeline what on earth are you
doing I”
“I ni waiting for a cab to take me to
my itilthgr’s, you brute !”
“To, your mother’s ? Why, what’s the
inntief f”
“Matter—matter ? You know well
enough what’s the matter, you wretch.
I ll xftrt live with you another hour ! Oh,
don i[ talk to me, if you please! Go and
talkflo Augusta—go talk to her if you
arerfp very fond of her. I have done with
youmow, for good. This winds you up
withpme !”
“What do you meßti anyhow ? You're
behaving ridiculously,” said her hus
“if'knovr I amj- Abuse me! Keep on
abusing me! Jvnock me down and
stamp on me! Augusta’U like it, I dare
say ! I wish I had her here now, the
wretell! I would .give her a taste of
th|s umbrella! I would scratch her eyes
ou&”
MReally, Emeline, this is the most ex
trfordinary conduct. Will you tell me,
my dear—
pOli, don’t dear’ me, if you please!
Save your rubbishing sweetness for Jier.
It’s too late to soft sawder me. I'm go
ing home to mother’s. You can’t give
me clothes to be decent, but Augusta
gets all she wants, of course. I can go
slouching around this house in an old
calico dress, but Augusta, I dare say,
has her silks and satins I cannot get a
decent breast pin, but you can give
Augusta a cart load of ’em. It's infa
mous !”
m “Emeline !”
“Well, what I”
“Did you read the letter I left in my
coat yesterday ?”
y “Yes, I did, and that’s the way I his
covered your villainy,”
|i “Emeline !”
I “Well, what d’you want?”
f “That letter referred to some jewelry,
j[l sold to a man in Augusta, Maine, Em
feline J-"
r “Well!”
“You’ve boen making a fool of your
self.”
“Was it really Augusta, Maine ? Oh,
IWillmn! I’m 'afraid—boo-hoo ! -boo
[boo !”
Here Mrs. Johnson broke down and
i wept profusely over the lid of tho band-
John. :■ put her umbrella
gently in tho rack and carried her trunk
up stairs, while she gave play to her
feelings. She didn’t go home to her
mother. But that night she fixed a doz
en of Johnson’s shirts that he had been
trying in vain for a month to induce her
to repair.
< o> .
For tiie Ghzette.]
THE INFLUENCE OF A MOTHES.
BY MISS L. P. ATTAWAY.
Whatever may be the grade in soci
ety, the talents or opportunity of a mo
ther, she has the power of exerting more
influence on the mind of her offspring
than any one else.
It is, indeed, the mother who moulds
the character and destiny of her chil
dren.
She can sit beside the young intellect,
and by the stroko of her chisel, give it
such shape and beauty as will command
the admiration of a world. Yea, she
who trains the mind of her child to
right and noble deeds stands higher in
the scale of benefactors than he who un
shackles a continent from thralldom; for
she adds more to the sum of human
happiness, if we estimate the effects by
their duration.
Could every great and good man arise
from the dead, to make known from
whence the power came which called his
noblest qualities into action, each one
would point to mother.
Can ambition in a mother’s heart ask
more ?
We dare say, that our beloved \Yash
ington owed much of his magnanimity
to pious teachings of a kind mother,
Bonaparte was a great man; and he,
perhaps, might have been a good one
had his mother managed him properly.
She always permitted him to have his
own way ; consequently, ho grew up to
be an odious man; hated by the world,
and at last died in obscurity. When the
brave Coriolanus invested the city of
Rome, for the purpose of besieging it,
the senate and the people imponunod
him to draw off his army; but, he with
the sternness of a general refused to
comply with there earnest solicitations.
The attempt, to effeet his inflexible prin
icples, was in vaiD.
At length, however, in this dilemma,
and just as Rome was almost ready to
yield in despair, it was suggested that
Venturis, the mother of Coriolanus,
and Volumnia, his wife, should make an
effort.
“They, accordingly, set forward from
the city, accompanied by many of the
principal mothers of Rome. Coriolanus,
who, at a distance, discovered this
mournful train of females, resolved to
give them a denial.”
No one, however, has a heart so cal
lous, as to spurn the pleadings and en
treaties of a mother.
The hero remained steadfast; but
when he saw his mother, heard her
“begging for pity, and protection,” he
could bear it no longer.
He is moved—“he rushes forward to
raise his parent, who has fallen at his
feet, exclaiming: 4 0, my mother, thou
hast saved Rome, but lost thy son !’ ’’
Thus, we see that nothing, but a
Vol. IY.-No. 3.
mother's influence, was effectual with this
inexorable man. •
Alfred, king of England, (one of the
most learned men of his time,) was ex
cited to literature by his mother.
“Earth,” says another writer, “has not
a more sacred spot than a mother’s
grave!”
“I Bhall never forget,” says a wise phi
losopher, “that it was my mother who
first caused the good in soul to grow
and bear fruit.”
Ask the devoted minister of the
pel, who taught him to pray. He will
say: “my mother.”
Ask him who inculcated tho most im
pressive lesson on his memory. The an
swer will he: “my mother.”
Let us go to a man that has lived in dis
sipation—and though he may be a
participant of the midnight revelry, a
gambler and a sot, yet, only remind
him of the prayers and instructions of a
devoted mother who is sleeping in her
grave, and he will be unable to restrain
his tears.
The happiness or misery of every
child depends in a great measure on the
manner in which it has been trained;
and as there are many more responsibil
ities devolving on mothers than fathers,
(so far as regards tho training of chil
dren) it is therefore materially essential
that mothers should endeavor to wield a
good influence.
Let the mother be wise and virtuous
then will “her children rise up and call
her blessed.”
HANS’ CATECHISM.
We find id oud by der book dot Adam
(I forgot his oder name) was the firstest
man.
Eve was der nexod. Yon tay doy got
drabbled erboud ending some gwinces
and vos kicked oud of der garden.
Cain and Able, vos do firstest shildern.
Cain got mad and put ahead on liisbrud
der, und den lite oud. Ho vos von pad
boy.
Yonah vas a fishmaker. Yon lay be
gone to der goospont to cotch shrimps,
und ven he vos looking for bait, he
vulked right avay ova whale’s moat in.
But der whales make him boody quick
valk out again. He VO3 too strong nut
der fish’s stumix.
Solomon knew more as everybody. He
don vood cut a'little poy in bieces to
seJJio a disturbance mit two gals. He
said it vos potter to gene der whole bog
or none.
Sara’s son (I don't hear his madder’s
name) vos do strongest He vos a
bruiser. He got lighten mit a dosent fel
lows, und he clean um out mit a chak
ass’ bone.
Yobe vos der pasheatest man. You
could still pick pins in him all tay und
no wouldn’t holler.
Merdoeslem vos der oldest granfadder
we go dese times. Ho could toll you all
aboud id.
Lazarus vos der poor man. Day don’t
give no free lunches in dose times, und
he was always skirmishin’ about for
grumds.
Yosepth’s pig brudders go yollous of
him because be vore a shpodded goat,
und sold him for twenty tollar. Und
after avile giv urn some roasdingears
und made it all lighd.
FORTUNE’S WHEEL.
Nine years ago Mrs. Nicholas Smith,
of Sacramento, had plenty of money, but
no children. To meet this deficiency in
their household, they decided to adopt a
child. Mrs. Ladd, a widow, had a girl
baby and had no money to support it or
herself. They talked rhe subject over
and the upshot was that the b*by was
transferred to the Smiths, under a writ
ten contract stipulating that tho mo
ther relinquished all claim to her
child. Nine years have changed the
circumstances of these folks. Mrs.
Ladd that was is now Mrs. Golden, the
wife of a wealthy man : tho Smiths are
destitute, and the adopted girl is an
uneducated hoyden. Under these al
tered fortunes. Mrs. ‘Golden wanted
her daughter back again, and offered
money inducements for her return ; but
the Smiths loved the girl as their own,
and would not part with her. although
their poverty urged a bargain. At
length Mrs. Golden sued for the recov
erv of her daughter, and the decision
has just been rendered in her favor.
The little girl who had never been told
that the Smiths were not her parents,
cried bitterly at parting with them, and
their grief was intense. Mrs. Golden,
too, affected by joy at getting her
daughter’s refusal to recognize her, wept
with the rest.
+ ■■■-
Doctor—“ Well, how did your wife
manage her shower bath, deacou ?”
Deacon—“ She has had real good luck.
Madame Moody told her how she man
aged. Sho said slm had a largo oil
silk cap, with a capo to it like a fire
man’s, that came all over her shoulders,
and—”
Doctor— { She is a fool for her pains ;
that's not the way.”
Deacon—So my wife thought.”
Doctor—“ Your wife did nothing of
the sort, I hope ?”
Deacon —“Oh, no, doctor ; she used
an umbrilly.”
Doctor—“ What! used an umbrella?
What the mischief good did the shower
bath do her ?”
Deacon— “Oh, she said she felt con
si terably better. Her clothes weren’t
wet a mite.”
DISEASE OF FOWLS.
During the last twenty years of my ox
perience in keeping fowls, I have had no
disease among them, except what arise
from natural mortaity, as an occasional
one dying, which no foresight can pre
vent, nor medical skill cure. I claim that
fowls are properly housed, have good,
pure ventilation, are well fed, and not
overcrowded, there will bo no need of
medical treatment whatever. I tbiuk
that the greatest error committed by
fowl breeders generally beginners, lies
in not affording their fowls sufficient
ventilation in their roosting houses, as
they devitalize the air very rapidly. I
recommend that fowl houses be so con
structed that they may be thrown open in
the summer season, so as to render
them almost as airy ao the fowls would
be if they roosted in trees. When they
are thus built it is difficult to so over
crowd them as to cause diseai e. I think
that the universal failure to keep fowls
snccesfully in large numbers (from one
toten thousand) have arisen more from
lack of good ventilation in their houses,
winter as well as summer, than from any
•in other one cause. If our climate were
mild enough to allow them to roost in
tress ten thousand might be kept with
out the slightest liability to becomo dis
eased from being overcrowded. Now if
wo can remedy the liability of disease
hundred or two hundred Jowls in one
frem that source perhapsJPsLmay find a
remedy for other sources of*jailnre in
keeping fowls very extensively, <t£ie prin
cipal one being the impossibility qso
place being able to find a supply breach
worms and other insects which aro so
esential to their health and egg poduc
ing abilties, at least so the poultry bree
ders of the world believe; yet we find
hens in tho winter season laying abun
dantly, even without a particle of meat in
any shape, and the question may be
asked, “If they lay well under such cir
cumstances in cold weather, why not
equally well in warm weather, without
earth worms and other insects flam in
clined to think that the time is coming
when we Bhall know how to keep thou
sands of fowls successfully without di
viding them into flocks of fifty to one
hundred. It would bo of interest to
breeders to hear fiom thosa who aro
keeping the largest number undivided.
THE SUPREME COURT AND THE EN
FOROMENT AOT.
Adispatch to tho Sun, from Washing-,
ton, says the Supemo Court will adjourn
to the 3d of May, although there has
been no formal conference or voto on tho
Louisiana case, which involves tho consti
tutionality of tho Enforcement act.
There ie'good reason to believe that this
tribunal, by a most decided majority,
will sustain the decision of Justice Brad
ley in tho court below, and declared all
this legislation to bo void and without
constitutional warrant. The opinion
will be reserved untd tho meeting of
court next fall.
It is the general impression of tho no
likely to bo...informed that the. case
known as the 'Grant Pi-isL #Abc. involv
ing the constitutionality of the Enforce
ment Act of May 31st, 1870, will not bo
decided at this term; but the same au
thority asserts that a large majority *f
tho court, if not all, are of opinion that
the act is unconstitutional. All the cases
which have been argued at the present
term except this, it is thought, will bo
decided before adjournment.
The Newburyport Herald relates that
recently a benevolent gentleman from
Vermont applied to a Boston gentleman
for aid in sending a Vermont missionary
to Turkey. The reply was as follows :
—“I have invested much in Vermont se ■
curities and lost many thousands by the
acts of your railroadmen, sustained by
tho people and the courts. I have also
lived in Tmk y, and had much inter
coureo with her people. I would far
rather give my money to send Turks as
missionaries to Vermont.”
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California raisins have appeared in New
York, and at a recent meeting of tho
Grocers’ Association they were critically
examined, rftad pronounced superior to
to imported Malagas. More than one
balf of all the raisins exported from Eu
rope are brought to this country; and if
our California grapes can be turned into
good raiains, it will be money in our
pockets, instead of the pagans over seas.
How easy it is to stay out of debt, and
how few that do it. How much happier
are they who are out of debt, and oh!
how miserable aro mankind. If you
make one dollar per day, live on ninety
cents. If you cannot make any thing,
give up the ghost and fly to parts un
known—you may possibly find a free
lunch country.
Potatoes. —The Baltimore Gazette
says M. Teller, Paris, claims the merit
of an of invention by has in which he
his garden all the year round new pota
toes, which continue to increas and mul
tiply in Winter under ground, like truf
fles, as well as in Summer by the ordinary
methods. He has taken out.no patent and
will only reveal the secret if the nation
ewards him with an annuity.
The Washington correapon lent of tho
Louisville Courier-Journal, in speaking
of Senator Gordon’s unwillingness to
havo hi3 name used for the vice-presi
dential nomination, says this corres
ponds with his declarations in Washing
ton. The same correspondent adds:
“General Gordon does not think it
would be expedient for any southern
man to be put on the ticket, as the fact
would bo at once used by the radical
press to rouse the old war feeling.
The same opinion is known by your
correspondent to havo been entertained
generally by the democratic senators
and representatives from the southern
states iu the last congress, and it may
be most positively stated that not one of
them would desire such a nomination.”
P. E. Moore, of the Athens branch, is
the best official in the P O. Department