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Newspaper Page TextVol. LII. MILLEDGEVILLE, GEORGIA, TUESDAY, JANUARY 24, 1871. No. 3. SOUTHERN RECORDER 0 }\ E & II A R It IS 0 N. 3 a SASNSTT Suitor 2,00 per nasani, in Adrafite. Tisisr.—Persqnare oftenlineg, each ^ |,r .. I Oil- Merc bant 8 and others forail Insertion, ^ ijs, twenty-five per cent.off. ( The Mowing Storg, tcnllen by a gif Ltd Southern icriter, u entered at a competitor for the $100 00 prize offered by Messrs. R. A. Uar- riton Jf Bro., for “Jhe best original contri- furnished their pages, during ft he pres en t year. ,nouut»J«r LEQAI. AUTEItTISlNO, • ..CUationstorlettersoi ad- °^7tion'euardianship ,&c $3 00 ir. ;l!sErAt 9 «,> ,, , „ ea ,] notice --- z Uo iU1 , 3 tor letters of dism n from adm A-pP|! c D‘ oai * jr letter* of dism'n of guard'11 . : 1Q f or lea veto sell L and........ -V . a ,, ... .... a „d Creditor* ... ion lor , ..re to D.ibto. _ . sU'esof Land. P«r.!«•« *J Unices. per . ten J-*y» ... ry uf its Lines, or less.. , of ten lints er less ,., |f s sales, per sq. (U months) fsi -.- , - ,, sure 0 f mortgage and oth- nersonal ,/>-E ;/ai, re 4 Ck -Forevlos intti 17 *> l ,er si l aal ' 8 thirty days 6 00 3 . r ,U r> 00 3 00 5 00 1 50 2 50 5 00 6 00 1 01 S 00 Resolutions bv Soeietif Tributesni Respeet. *-r ere >eiinz six tints, to be charged 0bitu» ,l ®» , ■ te; .an,;e»t advertising. _ "Tf iai?s of Land, by Administrators, Execu- - r fiuarJisu*. are required by law, to be held *! q^ tirst Tuesday in iiie month, between tlie ° rrs'often in the forcu-ion su.l three in the af- ^ Ion atthsCourt house in the county in which • , property is situated. 1 Nutics of these sales must be given in a public gazette 40 days previous to the day of sale. ' tif a for the sale of personal property must be : veaTu'ilre manner iO days previous to sale dny_ ti^esto debtors and creditors of an estate adso'ie published 40 days. -e tost application will be made to the r " „,• Cir ’.Piarv for leave to sell land, must be Court 0! urai.ia.j .r..:i-hed f-». trvo mouths. " citalier.s for letters of Administration, Guar- aaslrip Ac.,must be published 30days—for uis- '! f,. 0:n Administration, monthly six months , B ‘ s Ii' sm ; SJ t*ntr«>ai guardianship, 40 days. Pules for foreclosure of Mortgages must be psifUhed lAonihlj for four months—for establish ing^' P for .'.imp Hearts Versus Dia monds, Or Which Shall Be Trumps. t IT ihi fall $ pact of three month Ry Annie R. Blount. CHAPTER, 1st. •A lovely being Scarcely fon .ed or moulded, A Rose with all its sweetest leaves yet folded.' The handsome Theatre, in S one of the most beautiful and stylish of our South ern cities, was ablaze with light) and al ready tilled to overflowing with tkc “beau ty and chivalry” ot S and its envi rons, when a party entered, who attracted general observation. This party consisted of the wealthy and fashionable widows Granville, her only daughter, Bertie, Con stance Kaj, the governess of Mrs. Gran ville’s two little sons; and Col. Mortimer Glover, “the glass of fashion,” the ultra aristocrat. Mrs. Granville, clad in )ich black velvet, as stately as seme old Eng lish dowager, seated herself in the private bok which she Lad taken for the season with all the dignity of a Priucess. Bertie looked as sweet and fresh in her pure white mu.din, and necklace of skirsmer- ing pearls, ag some fair wild-wood flower- aud Constance Kay in a simple black tiilet from Executors or Adminis- [ silk, with Bertie’s emeralds on her ueck nton.where bond ha* been given by the de-■ ai .j arms, which the young heiress would thsfulupsr* of three nioiithi. Charge, ’ . . ilO asr«qaare of ten lines for eachinsertion. i * Jave lier wear; and two or three white ill always b« continued accord j Rose buds entwined amid her glossy ° * j hraias, looked ‘‘every inch the lady. Col. Glover, a well preserved man of a- bout thirty five years, proud of the new beauty whom he was escorting, looked about him, with his usual self-satisfied asr, and thrilled with triumph as he saw }Ii LLEDGE TI LEE, G A., [ one Opera-glass after another, leveled at the Hushing face of Bertie Granville. For T. W. WHITE, lilornni-at-PPaut, \Y;:i practice in ti CTAp and the ad]oining counties -uti-ins for Homestead Exemptions j the stylish Colonel, long a dangler and fiivrtl.# new law. and other business before U.e , n] a( Ji es man” J lai ] at ] cn! r t h , na( J c up j ; (\iurt of Ordinary, will receive proper attention. ■ , , P October I". l s i : ,S 41 tt j mind to wear matrimonial chains, and on • > . ., . _ '<rina t Bertie Ins choice had fallen Superior to Any this? cf the smfi Haretofore Offered. , ia ir of this viduiiy has compounded a sane* cd so man J to t,,e beart-ache cf shame. A word a- bout this handsome Colonel who had doom- A - mem*, fish gsc-e A--, which she | Descendant of a proud old English furn'lv. “M&jjuolia Sauve ’(nr pride of tlie South,) . 6 ' sirh.it the suggestion of numerous eompe- fln d heir to an immense fortune, he had beon a dangerous wolf, but he is harm less now, and I dire say when he did de vour lambs it was m> re their (fault than his.” Mortimer Glover had fought with dis tinction in the Mexican war, and worn the epaulettes of a Colonel; being severely wounded he resigned his position in the army and devoted himself to politics. He had filled several high offices with honor, and had he not been a very Sardanapulus in self indulgence, might have risen to exalted rank. Fast young men looked up to him a* a model, fair women grew unwomanly in their rivalry for his smiles; “he was such a dear delightful sinner, and said such charming nauty things.” And then he had ‘ such a way of looking at one with those deep, peculiar eyes, he seemed to read one’s very soul.” And truly he did; poor silly little butterflies! he read them through and through; and woe to that one who was deemed worthy of 1:is fancy; she seldom escaped with unsinged wings’ This then was the man, this heartless rone, this blase man of the world whose evil had fallen o*n innocent little Bertie, fresh from her convent school. It may be wondered that a man of his style should wish to marry at all, and it teas strange; but the coffers of the gallant Colonel were beginning to sound hollow; and lie knew that a good round sum was accumulating in the Banks for Bertie until she came of age, or married! There was an artless piquancy about this fair young creature which stimulated his sated senses, and another attraction was her sublime indif ferences to himself. It was something new to meet aught of womankind that smiled not, trembled not at his presence. It would be a pleasing task to teach this innocent young girl how to lore, to watch her eye lids fall—she had beautiful long silken lashes he had noticed—and her cheeks flush when he drew near! Of course he would succeed—the invincible Colonel never dreamed of failure, like the mighty conqueror he could say—where woman was concerned. “ Yeni Yidi Tici.” Occupied with these flattering thoughts looked love into the dark eyes of Venitian beauties as they floated in a gondola o'er the waves of the Adriatic—shot stolen and unholy glances at the beautiful Circassia and Georgian maids, who fretted thei lives away in some gorgeous Eastern harem;—but, even he, blase as he was to female charms, complacently ac knowlcdged to himself, as he caress ed his moustache, that “the future Mrs Glover was by far the most attraotivo lit tie beauty in the crowd.” Yet, near her Ithough in “the back-ground,” was face that had a few subtler charms for him a face, pale, statuesque just now in its quick serenity, a Lrow adorned with no “frisettes” or coquettish carl*, from which the soft brown hair was pm, back with classical severity, and piled, in massive braids about the simple Grecian Knot There was no beauty about this face that sensual man should desire it, no warm, rich coloring, and about the torni no toudJ voluptuous plumpness. But there was beauty, aud beauty of a high order too, in the large dark hazel eyes that changed their expression with Kaleidoscopic rapid ity, and in the small mobile mouth, now compressed tightly as if to check some painful thought. While Mrs. Granville was contemplating the audience, Col. Glover found time to whisper an occa sional observation iu the pretty ear of the governess. He would borrow her play-bill now and then, and manage to give her hand a seemingly accidental pressure in receiving and returning it. He always treated Miss Kay with punctilious politeness, and, as she was ignorant of his true character, the proud and lovely girl felt grateful for his courteous attentions, as she was often treated with pointed neglect by the gen tleman habitucei of the Granville parlors. The expressive eyes of Cecil Chester had asked Bertie her opinion cf .he charm ing hrima Donna, and had been answered satisfactorily. Contrary to all the rules of Granville had established a regular line of communication between the Parquette where lie sat, and the private box where her loveliness was enshrined. They al ready fell well acquainted with each other the congeniality and kiuship of time you may'consider yourself dismissed, Miss Kay'. Come into the library this af ternoon and I will settle with you.” And the lady gathering her rich silk robe about her iunjestsc form, sailed proudly away, murmurihg to herself, with a self- satisfied air; “1 flatter myself I have nip ped that folly in the bud. These women teachers are so schenieing and deceitful there’s no telling how the affair would have ended; at any rate it is best to keep him out of temptation. Once out of his sight, he will never give the poor idiot a second thought,” You see Mrs. Granville had witnessed the tender passages, between Col. Glover her son-in-laiv elect, and Constance Kay, had marked how very attentive he was to the children, and how under cover of bringing them toys, bon-bons &c., he mann ed to exchange a word or two of tender meaning with the governess. Hence, the dismissal of Constance— poor Constance, who could not imagine wherein she had given offense; who had toiled like a galley-slave in order to retain her situation, meanwhile receiving starva tion wages. Bertie cried bitterly on par ting with Constance, and presented her ith a chain of purest gold, and exquisite workmanship to which was attached a tiny locket containing a beautiful likeness of Bertie, as she stood now, smiling and blushing in the morning of her youthful charm?. Constance kissed gift and giver, and with vows of eternal fri?ndship, hey parted. “Oh! Connie, I am the happiest girl in the universe!” This was Bertie’s greeting month later, as she set by her friend, in the humble abode of the latter. The floor was bare, and the little parlor scant of furniture, the little it coutained being of a quaint, old-fashioned pattern. The few humble ornaments on the mantle, and cheap but well chosen engravings on the wall, evinced a refined womanly taste. There was artistic grace in the sweep of he sat at Bertie’s side in the crowded Theatre, and failed to notice the marked j ^ regard of a handsome brown-skinned, „ „,i • , , , ir- ,11 , | youth wi„h youth; and the extent of their madly looking youth, who sat in the Per- » 1 - , . ,, iij , acquiutauceship wa* this,—each knew quettc below, and seemed to have eyes for I thc otber - 8 namft but one face in the audience. IDs beau etiquette, Cecil Chester and Bertie | thc sim P le window drapery, and in the arrangement of things generally. Connie herself, in a neat v.hite morning dress, and black silk apron, beautified the humble room by her queenly presence—“Yes the the very hippiest, you dear, quick Con nie Oh! Connnie why don’t vou geta lorer of your own ? 1 uere is something sublime about constan cy when we read about it in novels and they had met od a carriage, and conveyed me homo— met mama, she overwhelmed him with thanks, and gave him carte blanche to visit our hospitable mansion’as often as seemed good in his sight. Thc yonug man has not been slow to avail him>. self of the privilege, aud as the gallant Colonel my lele noir is out of town, mama docs not object to having a gens tleman escort of evenings. Cecil seems quite a favorite with her. She pets him after a greenly fashion of her owngand aven jested with him about rewarding him for his knightly services, after the fashion with which kDighls of old are rewarded in legends of Tournament and J oust! The poor fellow was ela ted by her regal condescension, and little dreams that she can afford to jest on the subject, because in her estima tion, it is an event so far removed from the regions of possibility. You and I, Conuie, who are better acquainted with my lady mama, know that bIib would sooner see me iaid in the vaults of my honored ancestors, than give me in mar riage to a young man, who has to work for a living and have not even the honor of being a professional man. She is bent on sacrificing me to that detesta ble Col. Glover; but Connie, mark my words—I will outwit her yet!” Bertie did not remark how her last sentence agitated Constance, nor how her veiee trembled, as she asked; “Has he, then proposed to you, Bertie?” “Not to me. I would let the wretch speak to me when I can Lelp it. Stale old beau! I should nt wonder if he wears a wig. Heaven only knows what mama and he have settled, but they ’reckon without their host, if they think to find in me a submissive bride for his Colonel-ship. I’d soouer bo an old maid, and death is belter tban old inaidiem. But, I haven’t told you my good news yet, mama is going to board at a farm-house in the country for several months; and oh! bliss, oh’ Elysium* the farm-house honored by ter selections is owned by Cecil s uncle, and Cecil, will, I know f be a constant visitor. Oh! the romantic strolls iu the wood, the nuttings, the muscadine and wild grape bunts, and the lingering saunters back by glorious monligbt! Don’t you envy ns, you dear unselfish Connie? But I ieaily must go,” and the merry girl, her thick curls my actions? and yet, it is a bitter al ternative. I mast make the acquain tance of that groat bloated spider, who lies in wait for human victims at the sign of the three golden balls. My pretty bracelet, gift of a buried love, you must go. Who would have dream ed iu that happy hour whoa be placed tbisgflora amour on my then rounded arm, with some pretty sentiment, that ronld one day pawn the love gift for bread! “Hurriedly throwing a light shawl about her. Constance walks ed into the kitchen to consult with Maumer Leah about‘Tea.’ This apart ment was as neat ami clean as soap, water, and constant scrubbing could make it. Maumer, with a v. f;te turban mat's ,r '' 1 whi - ™ tcUjiilfes, she offers to th<» lover? of good things, j| V0( ] w j, b but one aim in view, to make as superior to nay r.uvr in use. It may be found on ta!e at the stores Messrs C*>nn and II&as. WilUda-evillc. April 12 1*70 15 tf For the Speedy Relief AKD FEILHGEST CURE fiP Cons ti m ption, HAronclaitis, ASTmA, QQJSS, AND ALL Dir'EASES OF THE U NG\ CHEST OR THROAT! F. El DEC TO RANT i* s >veiv of Herbal and Ait:c ■ieh Feiasals lUj rej -oir.pesei] exelo iginons prodoct?, cf Ih Lungs, ,r '.n£ them to throw of thc aciid matter wiiirh '_>* mi In? Bronchial Tubes, and at the same k "’“D** f'.oii.mg coating, relieving the irri h piniaces the cough. the most oflife; to extract sweetness from every flower lie passed, careless hour soon that flower was trampled under foot. Ear ly in life he had been betrothed to one of the wealthiest girls in Georgia ? beautiful, LLb-born aud of a superior intellect, im pulsive, arid trusting, and the idol of a grey-haired father, who stood high in a nations regard. On their wedding eve he deserted her, aud left her to bear alone her burthen of disgrace aud shame, while he hastened to wed anothci, the wealthi est woman in all the Southern States, and several years his senior. This he did, fearing to be forced into marriage with his victim. No woman, if she was fair and lovely, was too lofty, or too lowly to es cape his sensual eye, provided there was danger in the pursuit to act as a stimulus on liis jaded senses, as he had often been heard to remark; “Unless I risk my life, an intrigue has no chaim for me.” Soon after this escopade, and the hurried mar riage which followed, he made the tour of Europe to escape the reproach and scorn which his base conduct had aroused. And indeed there was such a furore of indignation against him, that bis family feared he was lost to the good society of his native city forever. But time softens all animosities, and wealth and posi'iori tiful dark eyes a« if drawn b an- ■ t j tW * ce oncc on the stroei, and now at the j an ^ P octr yj hut it s a shame you should j falling about bor ear* in tangled clus- l.: ’ a An 7 _ a , mag0e | °p' era. But what has time to do with ! wa? fl c all your bcautilul youth grieving for ters, danced laugLingiy from the room, youthful sympathies? \outh lives an age : a < I ca! I E^cr. If the ocean could give up singing, as she went: “On! there's noth in a moment. They felt like friends of; its prey, well and good, but he is gene j iug half so sweet iu life, as love’s young a life-time, this foolish, romantic pair, and ^ orever > an -I “Never mind me, Bertie dream.” But Constance was left with yet, they had never exchanged a word, ' f ^ ear > coloring painfully—“toll me about • * saddened heart, aud wbv? To her, heretofore had thrown this impressible I "th^ ^ ^ ^ * th ® J0Ur We afIairs ” I t!i « 6tiU I' a »<Rome, and intellectual. on the flushed smiling face of Bertie Granville. The lights—the music, the brilliant surroundings, so new to one who had led such a secluded, monotonous life girl into a high state of excitement! Her _ _ rgau x FX DEC 1 ORANT does this to an as- ■■'oae uegrca. It is active but mild and con- '"•• . ■apn-img functional energy and natural I* tiiunis Oxygen to vitalize the blood, omgen to assimilate the matter— finalizes the “nervous influence,” 1 ‘-1? quiet and compoznre. TO COAauiiPTI u immediaUly relieves the dif . , y ■-D-.iiug and haiTAMtinx cough which at J - s Atdiseasa. TOIS ASTHMA 1 O’.ae—one dose often relieving the dis. • : ‘ iD 2> and producing calm and pleas FOR CROUP in the hous -mtl:;&tcs ,jf it We have nnmer- having relieved, almost in- s "ffsrcr,whea death appeared al 301 Units un ADVISED! it ta Hand ! " requires prompt action; a* ■ iio.Xi.se. hohow rough is heard, apply eu the heart of his poor wife in less than two years after their union, and buried her in a foreign grave—made his appearance in S— after an absence of nearly four years, his family, being numerous and influential, made desperate efforts to le- instate the “reformed sinner” into good society. By a cunning stratagem his sis ter, who was devoted to him, obtained ad mittance for him into thc exclusive sa- Ioods of Mrs. Staten, the leader of ton. This lady had declared that all doars which closed against his victim should also shut out her partner in sin; but Sere- mi Glover forged an invitatiou from her to her brother; and so at her next “recep tion.” Mrs. Staten was dumb founded to sec Mortimer Glover, (who was not in the secret) arrayed ic the latest Parisian style, and in all his native impudence, march into her rooms with unblushing effrontery. Mrs. Staten abhorred a ‘ scene,” aud she respected the Glover jj, T ib easily subdued; j. 1 * 1 1 AY IS liANGtrtOUS! properties of tbs EXPECTORANT | family—the man was there—to eject - i.',' 1 ' nutr ‘li>e, b«l*trr:ir, soothing; and ‘i r',„ 1 ’ n< ‘ nervous *yitem and pre- 1 ** al refreshing sleep. :S!!^ ,Am AND relieves ~ •■•-...Ness AND DEPRESSION. '°D.vnf-.'! ll 1 th /* # qualities in a eonvenisat eu .orm, it has proven to be th* tl ULUABLE LUNG BALSAM rt pa,ed ^* u ® 8r * r * from Pulmonary diseases. *• »■ TUTT & LAND, R AUUUbTA, GA 42 6 SB, him reemed impossible; and so, she laid down her weapons completely out-gener al led. Mortimer Glover’s triumph was complete; no one dared turn the cold shoul der on him now. He had received the sanction of royalty, and was henceforth completely ‘white-washed’ in the eyes of thc creme de hi creme. True, when the mothers of fair daughters, smiled on him, it was like admitting a wolf into the shccp—fold knowing him to be a icolf, virtually saying to thc lambs; “He has eyes sparkled, her cheeks burned as if with fever; her crimson lips parted in in voluntary smiles, displaying the rows of tiny peeris beneath; and her little foot kept unconscious time to the exhilarating strains of the music. Once in a while Mrs. Granville would pause in her sur vey of the toillc-ttes aioun-i, lay down her Opera-glass and [scold Bertie. “Bertha, do be still, I am ashamed of you. Cease that vulgar patting of your foot, or you will give me a nervous headache. Book at Miss Kay, 6he is embodied repose, why do you not imitate her? One would take her for the born lady, she has profited by her residence with me, while you, with all your advantages, one would fancy some raw country girl, wl o had never been even on the outskirts of good society. And don't look so interested, it is not good ton. I actually saw tears in your eyes a moment ago. Co!. Glover, pray excuse her, she is such a mere child, and so impressible.” “I admire her enthusiasm, madame, I would fain feel it myself, hut years too may have passed over my head—but bush! Madame Strackosch is going to sing.” In a moment silence fell over that vast assemblage—not even a fan fluttered— gemics held them spell bound. And ob! tbe bird-like notes of that matchless voice—what language can do them justice In that little gem—the drinking song from Locretia Borgia which she renders in a style I have never heard equalled, one might iruly say of the great Prima Donna. “Every note in her voice is a pearl!” Nc lark, jubilant with song, ever warl-lcd in a clearer, sweeter strain. Like thc gush ing waters of a cascade the waves of song sparkled, and reppled, and fell in ODe en trancing burst of melody. There was no ino'.c visible efforts than with some happy wild bird, made with music, and cherping to his mate from the very fullness of bis joyous little heart. When the clear, spark ling notes rippled away into silence, the house was still for a moment, as if under a spell. And then what a mad, wild burst of applause! The very rafters shook as if they would topple down, and the stage was carpeted with flowers. Bertie was wild with excitement, and in her rapt enthusiasm grew woudrously beautiful. No wonder, Cecil Chester, a boy of nineteen summers, could not coax his eyes away from the entrancing vision. Bertie was charming enough to have held captive, eyes for more accustomed to beau tiful women than his had been. There was the “fascinating Colonel” for instance who had flirted with tho holies of Paris; er s voice. Bertie’s young heart was in a tumult when the Opera ended, and she grew quite impatient while Col. Glover was folding Miss Kay's cloak about her with unnecessary carefulness. She was re warded for the haste with which she for ced her party to descend the stairs; for at the bottom step the fringe of her sleeve caught over the coat button of a gentle man who was leaning against the wall. Iwo hands—one, a brown, the other, a tiny one, white as a snow flake, hastened to loose the fringe, and in so doing, touch ed each other—two pair of eyes, at thc same moment, met, and two foolish young hearts, at the unexpected contact, throb bed wildly! CHAPTER 2nd. Love took up the harp of life, and smote on all the chords with might, Smote the chord of Self that trembling passed in music out of eight. A little creature full of laughter, Who cast 110 thought before or after. And knew not cuslom, or its chain?. The dappled fawu upon the plain?, I lie birds that lore the upper sky, Lived uot iu lovelier liberty. ... PHILIPCOOKE. “Miss Ivay as your health is delicate, and you seem scarcely able to do your duty by the children, I think I will dis pense with your services—for a time at least,” added Mrs. Grauyille seeing thc young woman whom she addressed turn dcadily pale, and catch at tho back of a chair for support. Well might she turn pale—poor desolate lonely orphan, Jstecp- cd to the lips in povorty—the salary which she received as governess her sole means of support. And she had not only her self to labor for, but an aged grandmother, and an old colored nurso, not much youn ger than the grand-parent. The wealthy widow’s words then fell on her ear like the knell of doom. Could she sue to that proud woman—beg her not to rem'ove thc last plank which stood between her and utter destitution and despair? No—a thousand times no. Her employer kn^w her circumstances, and the girl felt instinctively that any appeal to that cold, unfeeling heart would be worse than useless. So she stood silent —the writing book in which she had been tracing a copy for little Acton, fall ing from her nerveless grasp—her heart heavy as lead in her bosom, while Mrs Granville indifferent to the suffering which she had occasioned went on to say. “L think l shall send the little onc*|to their grandma in Virginia for a visit, she is exceedingly anxious to have them Perhaps when they return I may engage you again, provided I have made no other arrangement by that time. In the mean- “Well you know I met Cecil Chester j Mortiver Glover was neither, ‘old’ or here onco or twice, but when I found (‘detestable.” There was a wondrous he was only an Express Messenger, I ■ charm in his society to the lonely girl was afraid to allow him to visit me; piling for companionship with the ed- Mama is so aristocratic. Whenever ho j ucated aad refined, yet debarred by her hinted for an invitation, I managed poverty from all cougenial associations, to evade it. But the fate favored me at j There was a time when the haute volet last, much to my relief, for I was be- j of this aristocratic Southern city would ginning to fee! ashamed of our clandes- have taken her up as a sort of pet and tine meetings. I often wondered what ; protogee, but since she could not min- raother. Agnese or Sister, Ignatius g!o with tbi ro on equal terms, Con- would say if they knew I walked in the i stance was t >o proud to be patronised Park of evenings with a young man who by them while the whim lasted, and was a stranger to my mother. Well, to be 11,1(511 c * st tor some other novelty, brief, I was walking on Broadway one ! somo new ‘Uou’ iu tho shape of a gifted afternoon last week, sauntering along 8011 or daughter of the people strugglin carelessly, when I hoard a great com- , for No wonder then, wbeu Col motion behind me, shouts and screams j Glover, one ot tho most winning and from a dozen voices, felt a hot, fiery I attractive men in the world, when he breath on my cheek, and knew no more, j ehosc to be—sought jber society, troated save that I was snatched up hurriedly I ^ er ^ 18 mo8t chivalrous respect by a strong pair ot arms, and found mv- ' l)ron si lt ^ er and flowers, and self in a store near by, out of harms way i c ^ 01ce pictures, stray glimpses of that with one or two fainting woman ronnd bright and luxurious world, which her me, and a score of frightened men, be- | sestiietic nature so coveted, offeerd her lore I knew what was the matter. Oh! ; bis friendship, and declared her welfare you need not be frightened now; seeing j was as dear to him, as though she were Constance turn pale. The wav of it * sister; no Wouder this devoted child was this—tuat reckless Frank Dauviue, tlio disgrace of our aristocracy, intoxi cated as usual, was driving a fiery un broken horse, and foolishly forced him on the side walk. The horse, having more sensa than his drunken master, resisted desperately, but finally grew wild—dashod away—upset a lamp post, overturned bis master, breaking an arm, and very nearly upsoL poor me also; and ended his inglorious career by break- 'ng tbe buggy all to pieces, and shov ing his head through Junes & Co., fine plate-glass window. “And your bravo deliver !—who was he?” “Who said it was a brave man? It might have been the old apple woman at the corner, for aught you know t« the contrary. Where is your prophetic soul, that it does uot tell you? It is a regular romance, Conuie, and I am a heroine at !a?t. Write a throe-vol ume novel about me. My bravo rescuer was the handsome Cecil Chester! I speak lightly, hut oh! I am very thank ful that God preserved me in that peri lous hour! I was in the very jaws of death—my face streaked with foam from the mouth of the maddened ani mal—another moment, and I would have been trampled uuder those cruel iron- ahod feet, alt spmblauco of humanity, perhaps stamped out of my mangled bleeding form!” The fair girl shudder ed, and then in a gayer tone continued: It was a lucky adveuture for me, after all, for when Cecil Chester, who order of misfortnno. who trudged with bleed ing feet along the dusty high road, of l every-day, commonplace duty, a road on which no flowers bloomed;—found in tbe society of ono of tho most bril liant men of his day, a subtle charm This every glance revealed his tender interest in her, and Constance trembled at the touch of his small patrician hand, and found strange joy in uis coming.— “Ho is then a suiter of Bertie! Ah well, why should I care? I have no claim on his affection. Alt of lore that life held for me lies buried in the far away Past. I was a fool to think my pale, care worn faco possessed one sin gle charm; and oh—“as a bitter mem ory surged over heart and brain, “what time have I for such idle dreams? The remnant of my dear existence must be spent in oue long struggle for the ‘dear daily biead.’ No employment yet, fire wood out, rent Dearly due, the Grocer sending in his bill with rude remarks, poor grandma noediug medicine and uot one copper left in my poor lean purse. The very last went for those berries she relished so much. Ob! pitying God! what is to become of ice?” aud the 6tout‘bearted woman, who had breast ed so nobly the cruel waves of adversi ty, gave way for a moment, aud wrung her bads in agouy. But for a moment! “Tins is no time for idle tears. Those poor helpless ones, who look up to me so confidently must not starve, Down foolish pride! who cares to comment on wound classically about her dusky brows, was piecing together a patch- work quilt of many colors, and singing vigorously an old-fashioned methndist hymn. “Give me Jesus—give me Je sus,” Yoa may have all this world bat give me Jusus.” “Mammie, have you any tea and su gar left?” ‘Plenty baby, lots, you jest look in that caduy there. I’m givine to cook some griddle cakes for old miss, and fix some nice buttered toast for you honey.” “You are a clever Commissa ry, Mammie, but how you contrive to make things last so I can’t conceive.” ‘Bless her purty soul,” chuckled the old woman to herself, as her young Mistress passed out. “She hav’nt got no perception that I done sold that laid-work quilt I sot sich a store by, and 'tended for her wedding bed. Poor little cretar. I must help her ail I can. Give me Jesus—give me Jesus.” And m&nmer, fixing tbe huge silver-rimuicd spectacles more securely on her nose, went on with her sewing and singing. Constance, with a trembling heart, and cheeks that burn for shame, after walk ing rapidly for several squares, found herself in front of that ancient sign of the Lombards. Some three or four fashionables whom she had met at Mrs. Granville’s, passed by, and stared at her curiously. One of the girls whis pered something which caused her com panion to indulge in a well-bred giggle; and one of the gentlemen (?) lifted his eye-glass and levelled an impertinent glance at the shrinking girl, wire so ev idently wished to escape observation. Tbit decided our brave little heroine! “If they are mean enough to watch me, I shall not be cowardly enough to be ashamed of that which is my misfor tune, not my fault.” So with bead proudly erect, and an air that would havo become a Princess, she walked boldly up to tbe Pawn-broker’s, and rang the boll. Constance was admit ted by a pale, sbrewd-looking little Hebrew. To her horraw she found the room in which 6he was ushered, far from being empty. One poor woman was wrangling with the Pawn broker for a few extra cents. “Share and it's me old man’s Sunday coat, and good as bran new; go thafe of the wnrrld; and may the cusse of Shaint Patrick rest on yez for a dirrty thavin ‘ould miser. “See here woman! keep a decent tongue in yonr head; or I'll put you out and the dirty rag after you.” “I say Mr. Abraham, Isaac, and Ja cob, can’t yon give a feller another dol- on that pistol, you know?” But tbe el oquence of tbe ragged man with a bot tle and nose of fiery red, was cut short by the indigant dealer, “I know I wont be bothered with you loafing round here. Isaac, show that gentle man the door.” “Now then Miss,” with an insinuating smile to poor Con stance, who was sick at heart, and felt like fainting. “What can I do for 3 011?” For answer she held out the bracelet with a trembling hand; her situation was so new, so humiliating, that for her life she could not have spoken. “You wish something on this? Well I will see.” And turning to a table he tested the quality of the gold by the applica tion of a powerful acid. Evidently the test was satisfactory, for his face bright ened. “How much now do yon want for this pretty bauble, my dear young Miss?” “I really don’t know,” her voice sounding bar&li and unnatural in her struggle for self-control. “The bracelet cost fifty dollars, and I thought perhaps you would let roe have fifteen, or twenty on it.” “Impossible—im possible! yon have small experience in this sort of thing I see. Now five sounds more reasonable but,” perhaps touched by her deathly pallor. “I will strain a point and advance ten dollars on it.” Constance, with a sigh laid down the love-gift, while thp He brew gentleman counted out to her teu dollar^. Once more on tbe street, tbe fresh air cools her burning cheeks, and with the knowledge that there is yet one frail plank between her loved ones and starvation, her spirits rise. Per haps—youth is so hopeful! she may got employment before the last ceut is ex pended—perhaps, fome ono who owed her dead father large sums of money, may relent and t*y, desolate or- phin. J -iu Conti tuition Fourth Page. v . : : **-'■ '■ '• • ■

Georgia Historic Newspapers

Southern recorder. (Milledgeville, Ga.) 1820-1872, January 24, 1871, Image 1