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VOL. I. THE SOUTHERN SENTINEL I& published every Thursday Morniflf, IN COLUMBUS, GA. BY WM. H. CHAMBERS, EDITOR AND PROPRIETOR. Office up flairs, Corner of Broad and Randolph sts. Terms of Subscription. One copy twelve months, in m >< a•• After the year expires, 400 Rates ol Advertising. One square, first insertion, - - - - §1 00 >< >4 Each subsequent insertion, - - 50 Uontracfs will be made for advertising by the quarter, or bv the year, at liberal deductions from the above rates. All obituary and marriage notices must lie accompanied bv a responsible name, and where they exceed one square they will be charged as other advertisements. To Correspondents. —All communications must J>e addressed (post paid) to the Proprietor at this place. Contributions must be accompanied with the real name of the writer. Siurgis A* Mitter, AT LAW, Bnciia. Vixla, Marion roiuity, <*a. tVILL practice in nil ibe counlies of the Chatthoo< bee * * and adjoining comities ol tlie South \\ esteru t.ircuit. THAD. STURGIS, E. W. MILLER. Feb. 15,1349 7 tf^ IMPORTANT TO MILL OWNERS AM) PLANTERS. UK undersigned will contract for building JL Rock Dams, or any kin dos rock work and ditching, in any part ol this State or Georgia, in the most improved manner. TIMOTHY B. COLLINS, I'orl Mitchell, Russell, Cos. Ala. Dec. C, 1849. 49 Gm. Notice to Travellers. THAT pleasant and well known Stand formerly occupied bv Janies McGuire, and known as the half-way House from Columbus to Lumpkin, li.ts lieen taken by the subscriber, where he will endeavor to give satisfaction to all who may favor him with their patronage. N. J. BUSSLY . Jamestown, Jon. 10, 1850. 2 lin Oh yes! Oh yes!! TIIK undersigned has made arrangements for a regular supply, during the season, of MEXICAN GULF OYSTERS, fresh from the Bay, which will be served up in any form, to suit the Epicurean or the Plebeian, ai bis old stand, on Crawford street, a few doois west of Broad str et. JAMES BOULTER. November I, 1849. 4 4—l in lisigs, ESags! ISngs! The Rock Island Factory IS prepared to purchase clean LINEN, HEMP orCot t<iii HAGS, and will pay 3J cents per pound for One Hundred Thousand pounds, delivered at the Mills, on the Chattahoochee river, three miles above Columbus,in quantities of nr. t less than 100 pounds. (LFMerchants.iml Tinders in the surrounding country would do well to draw the. attention of tlieirciisloiners to die advantage of SAVING HAGS, and exchanging them for (iootls nod Wares. CASH will always he paid for Hags at “Rock Island Factory.” Bv order of the Board. ‘GEORGE NV. WINTER, Sec’v. Columbus, Ga. March l, 1849. 9 it PRINTING AND WRAPPING PAPER. f|IHF, Rock I- land Fuctorv Company, have now on 1 hand, for sule, a good article ot Wrapping Paper, of their own manufacture, and will in a week or two, be able to furnish PRINTING PAPER, of any desirable quality or size. Orders respectfully so licited. Columbus, Dec. 27, 1849. 52 if ANDERSON &. MiELHANY, S§Bg>DENTISTS, ( f§^ UE3I'ECTFUI.LY inform the citizens of Columlms and adjacent countn. Mint they have fitted an office over I. G. Stiiitper's store, on Randolph st., where they are prepared to execute, in the best manner, all branch es ofthe profession, according to the latest and most ap proved discoveries of the art In addition to the above, they have nil the facilities for MAXUFACTURIXTt TEETH , which must give them advantages over all others in the construction of en tire Dentures, as their teeth are carved in blocks with gums, which not only gives greater strength than those put up singly, but presents a more natural and life-like appearance. Specimens of workmanship can be seen by calliug at their office. All Operations guarantied. Terms very reasonable. Dr. A. would add, that he has had more than ten years’ experience in an extensive practice in Philadelphia and vicinity, and flatters himself with being able to give en tire satisfaction in every branch of the profession. Re commendations of the highest order can be seen at the # ffice. Dec. G, 1819. 49 3m j a. o. mcintyre WOULD inform the citizens of Columbus, tlinf he lias discovered a iwv process, bv which lie is en abied to bring the DAGUERREOTYPE to a hitherto Snconceiveable state of perfection, and one altogether unattainable by any other operator. He would also take this method of respectfully inviting the public to exam ine the numcroas specimens at his gallery. The atten tion of the Ladies is particularly solicited to inspect his fine assortment of beautiful cases and medallions, finish ed in an entirely new style, and just received from New X ork. Columbus, Dec. 27, 1819. 52 ts TO PHYSICIANS, DRUGGISTS AND COUNTRY MERCHANTS. DU. J. N. KEELER & BRO. most respectfully solicit attention to their fresh stock of English, French, German and American Drugs, Medicines, Che micals, Paints, Oils. Dye-stuffs, Glassware, Perfumery, Patent Medicines, Ac. Having opened anew store No. 594 Market-st, with a full supply of Fresh Drugs and Medicines, we respectfully solicit country dealers to exa mine our stock before purchasing elsewhere, promising one and all who may be disposed to extend us their patron age, to sell them genuine Drugs and Medicines, on as liberal terms as auv other house in the city, and to faith fully execute all orders entrusted to us promptly and with dispatch. One of the proprietors being a regular physi cian, affords ample guarantee of the genuine quality of all articles sold at their establishment. We especially invite druggists and country merchants, who may wish to become agents for Dr. Keeler's Celebrated Family Medicines, (standard and popular remedies.) to forward their address. Soliciting the patronage of dealers, we respectfully remain, J. N. KEELER &, BRO. Wholesale Drusrgiats, Oct. 11, 1849. lv No. 294 Market-st, Fhil’a. SSO REWARD. KAN ANY AY from the subscriber, about the 15th February last, a small mulatto woman, by the name of FRA A CES, she is about four feet ten or ele ven inches high, speaks quick and laughs loud, with ra ther a squeaking vome, her nose and mouth project ra ther more than is common for mulattos; she had rings in her ears when she left, and always wears something on her head. I will pay fifty dollars fer the apprehen sion and safe keeping of her so that I can get her. I will also pay a liberal reward for proof sufficient to con vict any person of harboring her, as I have reasons to be lieve she is concealed by someone. S’. T. AUSTIN. November 1. 44tf THE SOUTHERN SENTINEL. Maiden Worth. Her home was but a cottage home, A simple home and small, Vet sweetness and affection made It seem a fairy hall ; A little taste, a little care, Made humble things appear As though they were translated there, From some superior sphere ; Her home was but a cottage home, A simple home and small, Yet sweetness and affection made It seem a fairy hall. As sweet the home, so sweet the maid, As graceful and as good, She seemed a lily in the shade, A violet in the bud ! She had no wealth but maiden worth— A wealth that's little fame ; A'el that’s the truest gold of earth— The other's hut a name ! Her home was but a cottage home, A simple home and small. Yet sweetness and affection made It seem a fairy hall. A cheerfulness of soul that threw A smile o'er every task— A willingness, that ever flew To serve, ere one could ask ! A something we could wish our own, An humble flow’ret born, To grace in its degree a throne, Or any rank adorn ! Her home was but a cottage home, A simple home and small, Yet sweetness and affection made It seem a fairy hall. X. Y. Z.; Or, Trailing a Victim. FROM “ RECOLLECTIONS OF A POLICE OFFICER.” The following advertisement appeared in sev eral of the London journals in the year 1832: O” If Owen Lloyd, a native of Wales, and who, it is believed, resided for many years in London as clerk in a large mercantile establishment, will forward his present address to X. Y. Z., Post Office, St. Martin’s-le-Grand, to be left till called for, he will hear of something greatly to liis advantage. My attention had been attracter'. to this notice by its very frequent appearance in the journal which I was chiefly in the habit of reading, and, from professional habits of thinking, I had set it down in my own mind as a trap for some offen der against the principles of meum and tuum, whose presence in a criminal court was very earnestly desired. I was confirmed in this con jecture byobseiving that, in despair of Owen Lloyd’s voluntary disclosure of his retreat, a re ward of fifty guineas, payable by a respectable solicitor of Lothbury, was ultimately ottered to any person who would furnish X. Y. Z. with the missing man’s address. “An old bird,” I men tally exclaimed on reading this paragraph ; “and not to be caught with chaff, that is evident.” Still more to excite my curiosity, and at the same time bring the matter within the sco|e -of my own particular functions, I found, on taking up the “Police Gazette,” a reward of thirty guineas ottered for the apprehension of Owen Lloyd, whose person and manners were minutely de scribed. “The pursuit grows hot,” thought I, throwing down the paper, and hastening to at tend a summons just brought me from the super intendent ; “and if Owen Lloyd is still within the four seas, his chance of escape seems but a poor one.” On waiting on the superintendent, I was di rected to put myself in immediate personal com munication with a Mr. Smith, the head of an eminent wholesale house in the city. “In the city !” “Yes ; hut your business with Mr. Smith is relative to the extensive robbery at his YY’est end residence a week or two ago. The neces sary warrants for the apprehension of the sus pected parties have been, I understand, obtained, and on your return will, together with some ne cessary memoranda, be placed in your hands.” I at once proceeded to my destination, and on my arrival was immediately ushered into a dingy back room, where 1 was desired to wait till Mr. Smith, who was just then busily engag ed, couid speak to me. Casting my eyes over a table, near which the clerk had placed me a chair, I perceived a newspaper and the “Police Gazette,” in both of which the advertisements for the discovery of Owen Lloyd were strongly underlined. “Oh, ho,” thought I, “Mr. Smith then is the X. Y. Z. who is so extremely anx ious to renew his acquaintance with Mr. Owen Lloyd ; and I am the honored individual selec ted to bring about the desired interview. VVell, it is my new vocation—one which can scarcely be dispensed with, it seems, in this busy, schem ing life of ours.” Mr. Smi'.h did not keep me waiting long. lie scented a hard, shrewd, business man, whose still wiry frame, brisk, active gait and manner, and clear, decisive eye indicated—though the snows of more than sixty winters had passed ov er his head—a yet vigorous life, of which the morning and the noon had been spent in the successful pursuit of wealth and its accompani ment—social consideration and influence. “You have, I suppose, read the advertise ments marked on these papers?” “I have, and of course conclude that you, sir, are ‘X. Y. Z,’” “Os course conclusions,” rejoined Mr. Smith, with a quite perceptible sneer, “are usually very silly ones : in this instance especially so. My name, you ought to be aware, is Smith : X. Y. Z., whoever he may be, I expect in a few min utes. in just seventeen minutes,” added the ex act man of business, “for I, by letter, appointed him to meet me here at one o’clock precisely. My motive in seeking an interview with him, it is properl should tell you, is the probability that he, like myself, is a sufferer from Owen Lloyd, and may not therefore object to defray a share ofthe cost likely to be incurred in unkenneling the delinquent, and prosecuting him to convic tion ; or, which would be far better, he may be in possession of information that will enable us to obtain completely the clue I already almost grasp. But we must be cautious : X. Y. Z. niay be a relative or friend of Lloyd's, and in that case, to possess him of our plans would an swer no purpose but to afferd him an opportunity of baffling them. Thus much premised, i had better at once proceed to read over to you a few particulars I have jotted down, which, you will perceive, throw light and color over the suspi cions I have been within these few days com pelled to entertain. You are doubtless acquain ted with the lull particulars of the robbery at my residence, Brook street, last Thursday fort night ?” “Y'es, especially the report of the officers, that the crime must have been committed by persons familiar with the premises and the general hab its of the family.” COLUMBUS, GEORGIA, THURSDAY MORNING, JANUARY 31, 1850. ‘‘Precisely. Now, have you your memoran dum-book ready ?” ‘‘Quite so.” ‘‘You had better write with ink,” said Mr. Smith, pushing an inkstand and pen towards me. “Important memoranda should never, where there is a possibility of avoiding it, be written in pencil. Friction, thumbing, use of any kind, of ten partially obliterates them, creating endless confusion and mistakes. Are you ready ?” “Perfectly.” “Owen Lloyd, a native of YY’ales. and, it was understood, descended from a highly respectable family. About five feet eight ; but I need not describe his person over again. Many years with us, first as junior, then as head clerk ; du ring which his conduct, as regards the firm, was exemplary. A man of yielding, irresolute mind —it indeed a person can he said to really pos sess a mirid at all who is always changing it for some other person’s—incapable of saying “No” to embarrassing, impoverishing requests —one, in short, Mr. Waters, of that numerous class of individuals who, fools say, are nobody’s enemies but their own, as if that were possi ble ” “l understand that; but I really do not see bow this bears upon ” “The mission you are directed to undertake? I think it does, as you will presently see. Three years ago. Owen Lloyd having involved himself, in consequence of the serious detect of charac ter I have indicated, in large liabilities for pre tended friends, left our employment, and to avoid a jail, fled, no one could discover whither. Ed ward Jones, also a native of the principality, whose description, as well as that of his wile, you will receive from the superintendent, was dis charged about seven years since from our ser vice for misconduct, and went, we understood, to America. He always appeared to possess a great influence over the mind of his considera bly younger countryman, Lloyd. Jones and his wife were seen three evenings since by one of our clerks near Temple Bar. lam of opinion, Mr. Waters,” continued Mr. Smith, removing his spectacles, and closing the note book from which he had been reading, “that it is only the first step in crime, or criminal imprudence, which feeble-minded men especially long hesi tate or boggle at; and now I more than suspect, that, pressed by poverty, and very possibly yield ing to the persuasions and example of Jones— who, by the way, was as well acquainted with the premises in Brook street as his fellow clerk —the once honest, ductile Owen Lloyd, is now a common thief and burglar.” “Indeed!” “Yes. A more minute search led to the dis covery, the day before yesterday, of a pocket, book behind some book-shelves in the library. As no property had been taken from the room —though the lock of a large iron chest, contain ing coins and medals, had been evidently tam pered with—the search there at first was not ve ry rigorous. That pocket-book—here it is— belonged, I know, to Owen Lloyd when in our service. See, here are his initials stamped j on the cover.” “Might he not have inadvertently left it there when with you ?” “You will scarcely think so after reading the date of the- five-pound note of the Hampshire County Bank, which you will find within the in ner-lining.” “The date is 1831.” “Exactly. I have also strong reason for be lieving that Owen Lloyd is now, or has been lately, residing in some part of Hampshire.” “That is important.” “This letter,” continued Mr. Smith : and then pausing for a brief space in some embar rassment, he added, “the commissioner inform ed me, Mr. Waters, that you were tt person upon whose good sense and discretion, as well as sa gacity and courage, every confidence might he placed, 1 therefore feel less difficulty than 1 otherwise should in admitting you a little be hind the family screen, and entering with you upon matters one would not willingly have bruit ed in the public ear.” I bowed, and he presently proceeded. “Owen Lloyd, I should tell you, is married to a very amiable, superior sort of woman, and has one child, a daughter, named Caroline, an ele gant, genteel-mannered, beautiful girl, 1 admit, to whom my wife was much attached, and she was consequently, a frequent visitor in Brook i street. This l always felt was very imprudent; j and the result was, that my son, Arthur Smith— | only about two years ber senior; she was just i turned of seventeen when her lather was com pelled to fly from his creditors—formed a silly, boyish attachment for her. They have since, I gather from this letter, which 1 found yesterday in Arthur’s dressing-room, carried on, at long in-: tervals, a clandestine correspondence, waiting! for the advent of more propitious times—which, | being interpreted,” added Mr. Smith, with a | sardonic sneer, “means of course my death and j burial.” “You are in possession, then, if Miss Caroline Lloyd is living with her lather, of his precise place of abode ?” “Not exactly. The correspondence is, it seems, carried on without the knowledge of Owen Lloyd ; and the girl states in answer, it should seem, to Arthur’s ioquities, that her fa ther would never forgive her if, under piesent circumstances, she disclosed his place of resi dence—we can now very well understand that— and she entreats Arthur not to persist, at least for the present, in his attempts to discover her. My son, you must understand, is now of age, and so far as fortune is concerned, is, thanks to the legacy from an aunt on his mother’s side, in dependent of me.” “VVhat post-mark does the letter bear? “Chat ing-Cross. Miss Lloyd states that it will be posted in London bv r a friend, that friend being, I nothing doubt, her father’s confederate, Jones. But to us the most important part of the | epistle is the following line—‘My father met with a sad accident in the forest some time ago, but is now quite recovered.’ The words in the forest have, you see, been written over, but not ; so entirely as to prevent their being, with a lit tle trouble, traced. Now, coupling this expres sion with the Hampshire bank-note, I am of opinion that Lloyd is concealed somewhere in the New Forest.” “A shrewd guess, at all events.” “Y'ou now perceive what weighty motives I have to bring this man to justice. The proper ty carried off I care little comparatively about; but the intercourse between the girl and my son must at any cost be terminated” He was interrupted by a clerk, who entered to ! say that Mr. William Lloyd, the gentleman who ! had advertised as “X. Y. Z.,” desired to speak to him. Mr. Smith directed Mr. Lloyd to be shown in ; and then, snatching up the “Police Gazette,” and thrusting it into one of the table i drawers, said in a low voice, but marked empha- sis, “A relative, no doubt, by the name : be si lent, and be watchful.” A minute afterwards Mr. Lloyd was ushered into the room. He was a thin, emaciated, and apparently sorrow-strfeken man, on the wintry side of middle age, but of mild, courteous, gen tlemanly speech and manners. He was evi dently nervous and agitated, and after a word or two of customary salutation, said, hastily, “I gather from this note, sir, that you can af ford me tidings of my long-lost brother Owen : where is he ?” He looked eagerly round the apartment, gazed with curious earnestness in my face, and then again turned with tremulous anxiety to Mr. Smith. “Is he dead ? Pray, do not keep me in suspense.” “Sit down, sir,” said Mr. Smith, pointing to a chair. “Your brother, Owen Lloyd, was f<r many years a clerk in this establishment” “ Was — was!” interrupted Mr. Lloyd, with greatly increased agitation : “not now, then—he has left you ?” “For upwards of three years. A few days ago —pray, do not interrupt me—l obtained in telligence of him. which, with such assistance as you may possibly be able to afford, will per haps suffice to enable this gentleman”—point ing to me—“to discover his piesent residence.” I could not stand the look which Mr. Lloyd fixed upon me, and turned hastily away to gaze out of the window, ns if attracted by the noise of a squabble between two draymen, which fortu nately broke out at the moment in the narrow, choked-up street. “For what purpose, sir, are you instituting this eager search after my brother ? It cannot be that , No, no—he has left you, you say, more than three years : besides, the bare supposition is as wicked as absurd.” “The truth is, Mr. Lloyd,” rejoined Mr. Smith, after a few moments’ reflection, “there is great danger that my son may disadvantageous iy connect himself with your—with your broth er’s family—-may, in fact, marry his daughter Caroline. Now, I could easily convince Ow en “Caroline !” interjected Mr. Lloyd with a tremulous accent, and his dim eyes suffused with tears—“ Caroline ! —ay, truly her daughter would be named Caroline.” An instant after, he added, drawing himself up with an air of pride and some sternness : “Caroline Lloyd, sir, is a person who, by birth, and, I doubt not, character and attainments, is a fitting match for the son of the proudest merchant of this proud city.” “Very likely,” rejoined Mr. Smith dryly;” “hut you must excuse me for saying that, as re gards my son, it is one which I will at any cost prevent.” “How am I to know,” observed Mr. Llo}'d, whose glance of pride had quickly passed away, “that you are dealing fairly and candidly with me in the matter?” In reply to this home-thrust, Mr. Smith plac ed the letter addressed by Miss Lloyd to his son in the hands of the questioner, at the same time explaining how he had obtained it. Mr. Lloyd’s h..nds trembled, and his tears fell fast over the letter as he hurriedly perused it. It seemed by his broken, involuntary ejaculations, that old thoughts and memories were deeply stir red within him! “Poor girl—so young, so gen tle, and so sorely tried! Her mother’s very turn of thought and phrase. Owen, too, artless, honorable, just as he was ever, except when the dupe of knaves and villains.” , He seemed buried in thought for some time after the perusal of the letter ; and Mr. Smith, whose cue it was to avoid exciting suspicion by too great eagerness of speech, was growing fidgety. At length, suddenly looking up, he said, in a dejected tone, “If this is all you have ascertained, we seem as far off as ever. I can afford you no help.” “I am not sure of that,” replied Mr. Smith. “Let us look calmly at the matter. Your broth er is evidently not living in London, and that accounts for your advertisements not being an swered.” “Truly.” “If you look at the letter attentively, you will perceive that three important words, ‘in the for est,’ have been partially erased.” “Y es, it is indeed so : but what”— “Now, is there no particular locality in the country to which your brother would be likely to betake himself in preference to another? Gen tlemen of fancy and sentiment,” added Mr. Smith, “usually fall hack, I have heard, upon some favorite haunt of early days when pressed by adversity.” “It is natural they should,” replied Mr. Lloyd, heedless of the sneer. “I have felt that long ing for old haunts and old faces in intensest force, even when 1 was what the world calis prospering in strange lands ; and how much more . But no ; he would not return to Wales—to Caennarthen—to be looked down upon by those amongst whom our family for so many generations stood equal with the highest. Besides, I have personally sought him there— in vain.” “But for his wife— she is not a native of the principality.” “No. Ah! I remember. The forest! It must be so! Caroline Heyworth, whom tve first met in the Isle of \\ iglit, is a native of Beaulieu, a village in the New Forest, Hamp shire. A small, very small property there, be queathed by an uncle, belonged to her, and per haps has not been dispos and of. How came 1 not to think of this before ? 1 will set out at once—and yet pressing business requires my slay here for a day or two.” “This gentleman, Mr. can proceed to Beaulieu immediately.” “That must do then. You will call on me, Mr. Waters: here is my address—before you leave town. Thank you. And God bless you, sir,” he added, suddenly seizing Mr. Smith’s hand, “for the fight you have thrown upon this wearying, and, 1 feared, hopeless search. You need not be so anxious, sir, to send a special messenger to release your son from his pro mise of marriage to my niece. None of us, be assured, will be desirous of forcing her upon a reluctant family.” He then bowed, and withdrew. “Mr. Waters,” said Mr. Smith with a good deal of sternness, as soon as we were alone, “I expect that no sentimental crotchet will pre. vent your doing your duty in this matter?” “What right,” I answered with some heat, “have you, sir, to make such an insinuation ?” “Because I perceived, by your manner, that you disapproved my questioning Mr. Lloyd as to the likeliest mode of securing his brother.” “My manner but interpreted my thoughts ; still, sir, I know what belongs to my duty, and ahall nerform it.” “Enough, I have nothing more to say.’’ I drew on my gloves, took up my hat, ana I was leaving the room, when Mr. Smith ex claimed, “Stay one moment, Mr. Waters ; you see that my great object is to break oft'the con nection between my son and Miss Lloyd.” “I do.” “I am not anxious you will remember, to press the prosecution, if by a frank written con~ session of his guilt, Owen Lloyd places an in superable bar between his child and mine. You understand ?” “Perfectly. But permit me to observe, that the duty you just now hinted l might hesitate to perfotm, will not permit me to be a paiJy to any such transaction. Good day.” I waited on Mr. YY’illiam Lloyd soon after, wards, and listened with painful interest to the brief history which he, with childlike simplici ty, narrated of his own and brother’s fortunes. It was a sad, oft-told tale. They had been ear. iy left orphans; and deprived ol judicious gui dance, had run—YY’illiam more especially—a | wild career of dissipation, till all was gone. ; Just before the crash came, they had both fall ; en in love with the same woman, Caroline Hey worth, who had preferred the meeker, ! more gentle-hearted Owen, to his elder broth er. They parted in anger. William obtain ed a situation as bailiff and overseer of an es tate in Jamaica, where, by many years of toil, good fortune, and economyj he at length mined his health and restored his fortunes ; and was now returned to die rich in his native country ; and, as he had till an hour before feared, unla mented and unattended save by hirelings. I promised to write immediately 1 had seen his brother ; and with a sorrowful heart took leave ofthe vainly.rejoicing, prematurely.aged man. I arrived at Southampton, by the night-coach —the railway was but just begun, I remember —and was informed that the best mode of reaching Beaulieu—Bewley, they pronounced it—was by crossing the Southampton river to the village of Hythe, which was but a few miles distance from Beaulieu. As soon as I had breakfasted, I hastened to the quay, and was soon speeding across the tranquil waters | in owe of the sharp-stemmed wherries which j plied constantly between the shores. My at- I tention was soon arrested by two figures in the j stern of the boat, a man and a woman. A J slight examination of their features sufficed to j convince me that they were Jones and his wife. ! I hey evidently entertained no suspicion of pur-1 suit ; and as I heard them ‘ell the boatmen they were going on to Bewley, I determined f r the present not to disturb their fancied security. It was fortunate I did so. As soon ns we had lan ded, they passed into a mean-looking dwelling, which, from some nets, and a boat under re pair, in a small yard in front of it, I concluded to be a fisherman’s. As no vehicle could be readily procured, I determined on walking on, and easily reached Beaulieu, which is charm ingly situated just within the skirts of the New Forest, about twelve o’clock. After partaking of a slight repast at the principal inn of the : place—l forget its name, but it was, I remem ber, within a stone’s throw of the celebrated Beaulieu Abbey ruins—l easily contrived, by a few careless, indirect questions, to elicit all ihe information I required of the loquacious waiting-maid. Mr. Lloyd, who seemed to bear an excellent character, lived, I was informed,- at a cottage about half a mile distant from the inn, and supported himself as a measurer of t mber—beech and ash : a small stock—the oak was reserved for government purposes— he usually kept on hand. 3liss Caroline, the girl said, did beautiful fancy-work ; and a group of flowers painted by her, as natural as life, was framed and glazed in the bar, if 1 would like to see it. Upon the right trnck, sure | enough ! Mr. Lloyd, there could be no longer | a doubt, had unconsciously betrayed his unfor tunate, guilty brother into the hands of justice, and I, an agent of the iron law, was already upon the threshold of his hiding-place ! I felt no pleasure at the success of the scheme. To have biavely and honestly stood up against an adverse fate for so many years, only to fall ; into crime just as fortune had grown weary of persecuting him, and a long-estranged brother ; had returned to raise him and his to their for- 1 mer position in society, was melancholy in deed ! And the young woman too. whose let ter breathed so pure, so gentle, so patient a spir it!—it would not hear thinking about—and I resolutely strove to look upon the affair as one of everyday routine. It would not do, howev- i er ; and I was about to quit the room in no ve- j ry enviable frame of mind, when my boat ! companions, Mr. and Mrs. Jones, entered, and j seated themselves at one of the tables. The apartment was a rather large one, and as 1 was seated in the corner of a box at some dis- j tance from the entrance, they did not at first j observe me ; and several words caught my ear which awakened a strong desire to hear more. 1 That I might do so, I instantly adopted a very ‘ common, hut not the less often very successful ; device. As soon as the new-comers perceived me, their whispered colloquy stopped abruptly ; and after a minute or so, the man said, looking hard at me, ‘ Good day, sir ; you have had a rather long walk,” and he glanced at my dusty- boots. “Sir,” I replied, enclosing my left ear with my hand, in the manner of a natural eardrum- j pet, “did you speak-?” * “A dusty walk,” he rejoined in a voice that might have been heard in a hurricane or across Fleet street. “One o’clock !” I replied, pulling out my watch. “No, it wants a quarter yet.” “Deaf as the Monument,” said Jones to his j companion. “All right.” The suspended dialogue was but partially | resumed. “Do you think,” said the woman, after the j lapse of about five minutes—“do you think Ow- I en and his family will go with us ? i hope > no'.” “Not he ; I only asked him just for the say-so j of the thing. He is too chicken-hearted for | that, nr for anything else that requires pluck.” Finishing the spirits and water they had or dered, they soon afterwards went out. I fol lowed. As scon as we had gone about a hundred pa ces from the house, I said, “Pray, can you tell j me which is Mr. Lloyd’s the beech merchant’s hou.-e ? “Yes,” replied the man, taking hold of my arm, ami hallooing into my ear with a power sufficient to really deafen one for life ; “wearc going there to dine.” I nodded comprehension, and on we journey ed. YY’e were met at the door by Owen Lloyd himself-—a man in whose countenance guile, lessness, even to simplicity, seemed stamped by nature’s own true hand. So much, thought I, lor the reliance to he placed on physiognomy f •‘I have brought you a customer,” said Mr. Jones; “but he is as deal as a stone.” I was courteously invited in by signs ; and with much hallooing and shouting, it was final ly settled that, after dinner, I should look over Mr. Lloyd’s stock of wood. Dinner had just been placed on the tnble by Mrs. Lloyd and her daughter. A still very comely, interesting woman was Mrs. Lloyd, though time and sor row had long since set their unmistakcahie seals upon her. Her daughter was, I thought, one of the most charming, graceful young wo men I had ever seen, spite ofthe tinge of sad ness which dwelt upon her sweet face, deepen, ing its interest if it somewhat diminished its beauty. My heart ached to think of the rnise. ry the announcement of my errand must pre. sently bring on such g.-ntle beings—innocent, I felt confident, even of the knowledge of ihe crime that had been committed. I dreaded to begin—not, Heaven knows, from any fear of the men, who, compared with me, were poor, feeble creatures, and I could easily have mas. tered half-a-dozen such ; but the females—that young girl especially'—how encounter their despair! I mutely declined dinner, but ac cepted a glass of ale, and sa’ down till I could muster sufficient resolution for the performance of my task ; for I felt this was an opportunity of quietly effecting the capture of both the sus. pected criminals, which must not be neglected. Dinner was just over, when Mrs. Lloyd said, “Oh, Mr. Jones, have you seen anything of my husband’s pocket-book ? It was on a shelf in the room where you slept—not the last time, but when you were here about three weeks ago. YVe can find it nowhere, and I thought | you might possibly have taken it by mistake.” “A black, common looking thing ?” said I Jones. “Yes.” “I did take it by mistake. I found it in one j of my parcels, and put it into my pocket, intend, ing of course to return it when I came back ; but I remember, when wanting to open a lock of which 1 had lost the key, taking it out to seo if it contained a pencil-case which 1 thought might answer the purpose ; and finding none, tossing it away in a pet, I could not afterwards find it.” “Then it is lost !” “Yes: but what of that? There was noth, ing in it.” “You are mistaken,” rejoined Owen ; “there was a five-pound country note in it, and the loss will YY’hat is the matter, friend ?” I had sprung upon my feet with uncontrolla. ble emotion : Mr. Lloyd’s observation recalled me to myself, and I sat down again, muttering something about a sudden pain in the side. “Oh, if that’s the case,” said Jones, “I’ll make it up, willingly. 1 am pretty rich, you know, just now.” “VY’e shall be much obligpd to you,” said Mrs. Lloyd ; “its loss would be a sad blow to us.” •‘How came you to send those heavy boxes here, Jones ?” said Owen Lloyd. “Would it not have been better to have sent them direct to Portsmouth, where the vessel calls ?” “1 had not quite made up my mind to return to America then, and I knew they would be safer here than any where else.” “When do you mean to take them away ? We are so badly off for room that they terribly hamper us.” “This evening, about nine o’clock. I have ’ hired a smack at Uv the, to take us, bag and | baggage, down the river to meet the liner which calls off Portsmouth to-morrow. I wish ! we could persuade you to go with us.” | “Thank you, Jones.” replied Owen in a de jected tone. “I have very little to hope for here ; ; still my heart clings to the old country.” I had heard enough ; and hastily rising, inti mated a wish to look at the timber at once. Mr. Lloyd immediately rose, and Jones and his wife left the cottage to return to Hythe at the same time that we dirt. I marked u few piec j es of timber, and promising to send for them i in the morning, hastened away. A mountain seemed removed from oil my breast ; I felt as if I had achieved a great per sonal deliverance. Truly a wonderful interpo. sition of Providence, I thought, that has so sig nally averted the fatal consequences likely to have resulted from the thoughtless imprudence of Owen Lloyd, in allowing his house to be made, however innocently, a receptacle for stolen goods, at the solicitations, too, of a man whose character lie knew to be /lone of the purest. He had had a narrow escape, and might with perfect truth exclaim— “ There’s a divinity that shapes our ends, Itough-hcw them how we will.” The warrants of which I was the bearer, the London police authorities had taken care to get indorsed by a magistrate of the county of ■Hampshire, who happened to be in London, so that I found no difficulty in arranging effectu ally for the capture and safe custody of Jones and his assistants when he came to fetch his booty. 1 had just returned to the Beaulieu inn, after completing my arrangements, when a carriage j drove furiously up to the door, and who should, | to my utter astonishment, alight, but Mr. Wil ! iiam Lloyd, and Messrs. Smiili, lather and son. j f hastened out, and briefly enjoining caution j and silence, begged them to step with me into ja private room. The agitation of Mr. Lloyd and of Mr. Arthur Smith was extieme, but Mr. ■ Smith appeared cold and impassive as ever. I j soon ascertained that Arthur Smith b> his | mother’s assistance, l suspect, had early pene i (rated his father’s schemes and secrets, and ! had. inconsequence, caused Mr. William Lloyd 1 to be watched home, with whom, immediately alter 1 had left, he had a long conference. La ter in the evening an eclaircissement with the father took place ; and after a long and stormy discussion, it was resolved that all three should the next morning post down to Beaulieu, and act as circumstances might suggest. My story ’ was soon told. It was received of course with NO. 5.