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L. XIX. COLUMBUS, GEORGIA, SUNDAY, MAY 13, 1877. NO. 114 waves that burst oik ot wrath ha< LIGHT. IIV WIIXUM PITT FILMS. Bounced hri tbe most eminent crit- ^Europe to be one of the finest pro- ns of the same length in oar lan- I quickened womb of the primal gloom roso bleak and bare, e him a vest for his Ktliiop breast ireadsof my golden hair; the broad tent of the firmament i Its airy bars, the hue of the matchless blue nglod it round the stars. the flowers of Eden Bower*, ir leaves o living green, Were ihe dyes iu the sinless eyes '» virgin i|nern; the baud's art on the trustful heart ened its mortal sj ell, »U.-ry sphere of a new-born tear g earth I fell. er a world accursed P <1. ik'a lone crew, tbe tried and true, rtli amongst the dead, Mitdrcius gb-ams of tuy bridal beams teir terrors c ase, on tlie roll ol tbe storm’s dark scroll renaut of Peace. .it rest on a senseless breast, nni r.-tl shadow slept— lu rd -wains on Bethlehem's plains vly vigils kept. lied on their sight the heralds bright n s redeeming plain, •anted the morn of a Saviour born— to the outcast man! r I show to the lofty and low, ist and unjust I de-cend; i ud, whose vaiu spheres roll in darknsts bars, "mile, the best smile of a friend; w r of tbe waste by my love is cm- il i-e in the ga'deu of kings, in!is lder of the worm I appear, lie gay luttetfly wings. e morn, like a mourner forlorn, all the pride of her charms, lie bright honra chase the night from her young day to her arms! ho pay rover reeks Eve for bis lover , to her It iluiy repose, suit r st by tlie v.“pliyr-faoned West ns of amber and rosel to nlinel sleep by tho night dreaded li unslumbering eye, i uosuro star ol the mariner from out tho sky; by me through the merciless Sea led by the liuricane's wings, less, dark, lone, weltering bark veil home salely he hriugs. II >wers In their dew-spangled bowers in th dr chambers of green, hi and p'ain grow with beauty again, isk in i lie matinal slieen. glad worth of thy presence on ful and fleetiug the while, must rest on tho home of the blest, with the Deity's smilel for the Sunday Enquirer.] KiTTY CLOVER. NELL TELL. CHAPTER II. k havo passed since the port ly itty and Windham. She time continued her studies Morris but never neglecting foster mother. Bravely, and with cheerfulness, she went through with her self-assumed domestic employ- meats, paying all submission and respect ful attention to Old Goody, who was now rapidly failing in health and strength. Her laudable ambition to acquire an ed ucation hud never deserted her and every ■pare moment she could find was devoted Four yean ing of little bad all this under Miss her kin d ol to her bo Althou< worse for go to Cn gown Ihc iks. ;h her clothes wore so often the wear that she was ashamed to play, still beneath the faded ■ii heat a courageous little heart and she forced hersolf not to mind it a great deal by thoughts that, after awhile by continued application she might be gratified to instruct others and earn some thing, for herself and Goody. It was a hard Struggle for them to live now and they bail hut little money to expend for dressing, for Goody was frequently con fined to her bed, and Kitty's lack of expe dients in managing their affairs showed ]^HE in many ways. The gaunt wolf «f dire distress and unmitigated poverty id, iu spite of all they could do, to make good a lodgement under tumble roof, where, though always [they had never before known the want of the necessaries of life. One day as Kitty was getting ready to go to'C a ploy her pride terribly revolted at the grote sque appearance she made clad in an oid black dress of Goody's that had been tucked to a proper length for her. but no otherwise altered. Ah! the Mdicrons figure the child did cut with great waist flopping, hanging, and ibont her neat little form. "**>' k ’ « oody," she said, “you didn’t ody for me.’’ Id woman raised her head from the pillow and surveyed the little crea ture. “Qst.'t you wear your other dress to day, # 6bo feebly said, “I forgot about changing that waist?" ‘‘No. that I can't, for it is not only ■oiled, but badly torn," and there came a grieved expression o’er the sweet young 11, honey, wear your pretty red that will hide it." is very warm to swelter beneath a ; woolen shawl, and I look just like |n a bag.'’ :r, she took the shawl and start- solving not to put it on until eu Capley. She thought herself in not meeting any of the fam ily or t heir guests in the park, and crept tbe back way to Miss Morris’chain - In a little while she ceased to think Br personal appearance, so engrossed Sake become in her studies. Miss is was exceedingly kind and gener- r friendies pupil, and it was with sure she noted her intellect ex tinct enlarging beneath her judi- I treatment, and watched the process- her yooug mind as it received and ed new ideas. Kitty possessed a |tive memory and a brain constantly ling out and grasping after knowl- Might she not then, Bhe thought, ireful culture and painstaking, un tiring industry, hope years hence achieve both fortune and fame for her self. These visions, these airy nothings of her stimulated mind, like the mirage of the desert perpetually lured her on to i renewed exertions. This evening, she for the first time, communicated these flittering hopes to her teacher and frank ly laid bare all her fondly treasured as pirations. Miss Morris, though Bhe neither disheartened or endeavored dissuade her from such ambitious views still seriously doubted if she was pursu ing the right course to add to her pupil’i happiness. For might not learning such as the child now desired and prayed for utterly unfit her for her present obscure snrroudings and bring, instead of joy and hapipuess,a spirit of unrest and discontent that would produce nothing but galling misery. Kitty concluded her lessons and bade Miss Morris an affectionate good evening, As she was descending the stairs a ser vant told her that Mrs. Capperton wished to see her. Kittv went to her room and found her alone with a sewing girl “I wanted you, Kitty, to try on this suit I have had made for you," she said. Kitty looked at the pretty, white dress, spangled with tiny pink roso buds, and her eyes danced with pleasure. “Oh! ma’am,” she exclaimed,” is that beautiful dress for me?—how glad Goody will be, and I, O, I can’t tell you how much I thank you.” “Never mind the thanks, Kitty, let the girl try it on you.” Kitty slipped easily into it. “Why, I declare,” said Mrs. Capperton, “It is a perfect fit and makes you look so fresh and sweet.” Kitty paraded to the large mirror and took a long, admiring look at herself— turning her head first over one shoulder then the other, smoothing her sleeves and particularly delighted with the little lace ruffle in the neck. “How do you like yourself?” asked Mrs. Capperton, highly diverted at her unaffected movements. “Why, I’m real pretty, ain’t I ma’am ?” she replied, proud as a peacock. Tho lady smiled at her artless simplic ity, and said,— .* “I agree with you Kitty, it is astonish* ing what a vast difference dress does make.” ‘ Beauty unadorned, adorned the most.’ mannered tho seamstress. “That is obsolete—or rather it always was nonsense, the voice of all mankind proclaiming its falsity,” quickly said Mrs. Capperton. “Look at that pure white porcelain,pretty isn’t it? but greatly beautified by the ex quisite painting on it, and gems, the dia mond above all others,do-they not acquire a higher finish, a grander brilliancy by passing through the cutting, polishing, adorning hands of the lapidary,and a fine woman is rendered finer still by a tasteful dress.” Kitty thought her new suit a wonderful improvement on the old black she had just pulled off, and know by occiflar dem onstration that it was very becoming. “You can take your dress home with you this evening, Kitty—it is ready for you,” said Mrs. C. “I will wear it, if you please ma’am, and carry my other in my shawl,” and she began bundling it up. Tho innate love of finery was strong within her, but she knew the hopeless ness of yielding to it, and her strong will had hitherto kept it pretty well hid“ den, but tbe pleasure of walking home in her fine new dress was a temptation not to be resisted, and besides she wanted to give Goody a joyful surprise by unex pectedly returning in such a fancy guise. “Mrs. Capperton,” she said, catching one of that lady’s hands, and standing be fore her trembling with excess of grati tude, “I thank you a thousand, thousand times for your thoughtful kindness to me, and Goody, I know will be pleased.” “I am glad you like it, Kitty, and that is euough.” The child sped homewards with a light, grateful heart, and as she passed over the clean shaven lawn, she noticed quite a party of ladies and gentlemen ongaged in » game of croquet. One of the men particularly she observed. He was stand ing with Clara Capperton, and she imme diately knew him as tho individal to whom Clara was affianced, and child though she was, she read at a glance his cold, pompous, purse-proud nature, and thought the couple capitally matched. Whether there was much love between them she doubted, but from similarity of disposition, she fancied there must be congeniality, if Dot much affection. She passed close by the players, when one of them, a showy-looking girl, exclaimed: “Ob, what a lovely child! Did you ever see such a complexion?” “Stop a moment, Kitty,” said Tracy. She turned to see who had spoken, and found him and another gentleman com ing towards her. In an instant she res cognized Mr. Windham, and throwing down tier books and bundle advanced to meet him with outstretched hands. “Oh, Mr. Windham, I didn't know you were here!” she cried. How rejoiced I am to see yon.” “Is that a fact, Kitty Clover? I was .not sure at first of your identity until Tracy called your name, for you have I think changed more than I.” “You have changed too a good deal, though not beyond my recognition,’’she said, looking into his dark intellectual face, her own wreathed in sunny smiles. “And yon are really glad to see me again, little Kitty? ’ “Very glad—but where have you been all these years?” “In Germany, doing what I perceive from your books you are still plodding at.” “Oh," she Baid. He was looking so steadily into her large violet eyes that soft blushes suffus ed her cheeks, and she dropped her gaze to the ground. Augusta Capperton and Nora Parnell, the showily dressed girl, now came np. “What a disgusting scene that little wretch is making over Mr. Windham,’’the former was saying. “Who is she, Augusta, for she has cer tainly the loveliest face and hair I ever saw?” “A mere nobody.” “Nobody! What’a her name?” “That’s more than I can tell.” Nora looked enquiringly at her friend. “It’s true; for although she goes by the name of Kitty Clover or Grover, after the poor old woman that raised her, no one here knows anything of her except that she was deserted bv those who sbonld have cared for her, and oast, a paling in fant upon the tender mercies of Goody Grover.” Nora said nothing more but looked keenly at the child who had heard the crnel words of Angusta. Her face, bat a moment ago so bright and sunny, now bore a pained, wounded expression, and her rosy lips were quivering with the in tensity of her outraged feelings. She stooped hastily down, gathered np her things, and there were large tears float ing in her sweet eyes as she moved off. Windham, after a word, to Tracy and Augusta quickly went after her. “Why, GusBie, bow conld yon talk so before that child? She evidently felt it very much,” said Tracy to his sister. “I said nothing bntthe truth.” “Well I would not so wantonly pain any one. I fancy you resented Wind ham’s notice of her.” “For shame, Tracy!” “0! I don’t think yon actually jealous of Kitty, but your remarks were displeas ing to Windham—that I saw plainly enough.” “How you do rave,” cried Angusta. “What I said was no news to her, and if the known truth hurts, why I cannot help that.” But she was mistaken, for Kitty had never been told the mystery of her birth, and tho revelation now came with bitter force from the harsh tongne of Augusta Capperton. When Herbert Windham came np with her he said: Let me walk to tbe brook with yon, Kitty. I have not yet visited my pet re treat of other days.” Brushing away her tears she replied: “The place is prettier than ever, I think; the trees now form each a deli cious shade, and it is carpeted with such soft velvety moss. I never go there without thinking of you.” “It is very pleasant to be remembered by you, little one, and I hope to see you every day during my stay at Capley.” “Yon have come home for good now, haven’t yon, sir?” she earnestly asked. “No, in a few months, after I have ar ranged my business, I am going on a long journey round the world, and it will in all probability be years before I re turn.” “I em sorry to hear it.” They now entered the cool, Bhadowy dell t ordering the little stream. Look,” cried Kitty, “at the delicately tinted flowers, decorating the sward. They have sprang up since I was here the other day.” “It is a charming spot indeed,” he re plied, throwing himself down on the gra _ s. Kitty’s eyes filled as she seated herself. Her little heart was very full, and she could no longer conceal her emotion. “Come, Kitty,” he said, “and tell me what you have learned since I have been gone,” and he picked up one of her books. But she could not speak for the passion of sobs that shook her. “What is it, little one, that distresses yon?” “Oh, Mr. Windham, did—didn’t yon hear what Miss Augusta said about me? —I thought I was Goody’s grand-daugh ter, and oh! she said I was a nobody.” “But you know better than that, for yon are not only somebody, but my little friend, and a very sweet, attractive one, too.” “No, sir, it must be as Miss Augusta says, and I now recall that Goody never liked for me to ask about my parents but would always say, ‘I’m your mother now, my precious, your loving old grand mother, and yon were given to me when you were a mite of a baby, so don’t fret yourself about it.’ And when I have ask ed, ‘did my my own mother give me to you, and why did she do it?’ she always answered, ‘Yes, she brought yon to me because I was sad and lonely, and she was going far away.’ I believed this, Mr. Windham, and thought, from what Goody has sometimes said, that my mother and father were both dead, and she, my only living relation. But I know now that she was deceiving me, and I’m nothing bat 9 poor little nameless outcast.” Perhaps she was, Kitty, bat it was only out of love and tenderness for you.’’ She buried her face in her hands, and her lithe form swayed and trembled like a lily stem beneath the autumn blasts. “Don’t grieve so, don’t my child,” and he tenderly stroked the bowed bead. “0, Mr. Windham, I fear you’ll never like me more now you’ve heard this about me—and I have so few friends,” she said, pathetically. “Cheer up, little blossom. I knew it long ago, and it only increased my inter est in yon.” She took his hand from her bead and pressing it in both her small ones, said: “I was afraid yon would hate me, hnt you must be just the best man in the whole world to care for such a poor little obesuro girl. I'll never, never forget you, and I can bear it better I think since I know it does not make any difference with you.” He gave her his handkerchief. “Here, Clover, wipe [your eyes; tears don't become them, smiles suit you bet ter.” “I don’t feel like I can ever smile again,” she said in muffled tones behind the handkerchief. “Let me get a look at yonr face and I oan tell,” he said, drawing her towards him, and slipping bis hand under her ohin, he raised tbe fresh rosebud lips to his and printed a warm kiss upon them. “Don’t, Mr. Windham, please don’t,” she said, blushing and confused by his caresses. “Ah, beauty, I have found the lost smile, a mere ghost of one, bat it is there, dimpling voar cheek.” She turned away, and directly rose from her seat. “The sun is nearly down and Goody will be needing me,” she fcaid. “Good evening, sir.” “Why do you call her that, Kitty? It is a very common name for old women in England, bat one rarely hears it iu America.” “Everybody calls her Goody that knows her, and so she tanght me; but I don’t know who originated the name.” “It sounds a little odd,” he said cross ing with her the rustic bridge. “I be lieve I’ll go quite home with yon and form the acqnaintance of the old woman.” “She would be glad to see yoa if she were well for I have spoken of yon often to her, bat this is one of her bad days, and I left her in bed an hour or two ago.” If that be the case I’ll not intrude now hot come another time.” He held her hand a moment at parting, then turned back. When Kitty reached the house old Goody had risen and was sitting on the door step,' wailing and watching for her. “Is that yon, Kitty? Bless me I didn’t know yon. Why, where did yon get that fine dress?” ' “Mrs. Capperton gave it td me.” “Come np close, honey, and let me get a good look at you. Why, it makes you ’pear like a flower. But what is the mat ter—what have you been crying for?” “Oh, Goody, I’ve fonnd out all abont myself; that is, I know I’m not your grandchild and you are no kin to me,” she answered, sadly. The poor old creature was cut to the heart by these words. A heavy blow could not have hurt or stunned her more. For some minutes she conld not speak, but tightly held the child to her bosom. “Miss Augusta says I’ve no right to yonr name; that I’m a nameless nobody.’’ At length the old woman said: “I suppose, honey, you must have known this some day, but I intended to keep it from you until you wqre older.” “Tell me everything now, dear Goody, I want to hear it all.” And sitting there in the crimson glow of the sunset the old woman confided to the ponng girl all she had so long hidden from her. “Have yon never heard from those who pit ilessly deserted me? Ob, it is a dread ful paralyzing thought that my mother could commit so heartless, so cruel an act.” “For the first three or four years,” re plied the old woman, “I received some money. I remember well you were abont a year old, and I had gone to Taunton, when passing Mr. Jones’ store, he called me in and gave me a small package. I opened it and found a hundred dollars, wrapped about with a slip of paper, with but two words on it. Mr. Joues read it to me—‘For Catharine.’ That was all. I asked him who had sent it, but he could tell me nothing. Twice after that I re ceived the same amount—always specified as for you. Then they ceased coming, and for sixteen months I waited; then again went to Mr. Jones and begged him to tell me what he knew of yonr birth, and asked if he had gotten any more money for me, bat he said, after the last he had given me,’ he had received none, and knew no more of the affair than I did; that the packages were sent anony mously, under cover to him for me. I then asked him if he had suspected no one, and he answered that at first he had some slight suspicions of a certain per son, bnt, upon making inquiries, could gain no information.” “Do you think he was perfectly oandid with you—might he not have been an in terested party?” “No, honey, I reckon not, but I have sometimes thought that he knew more than he cared to tell.” “Oh, let me go to him to-morrow and beseech him to tell me. I will go—I mast go. Ob, it seems to me I would be wil ling to die now if I conld only discover who my parents were.” “Mr. Jones, dearie, has been long dead and though be promised me the last time I spoke to him about it to let me know if he ever made any discoveries, he died without revealing anything. So don’t worry your little head any more; it may all come right some day.” Kitty sat for some moments gazing sadly at the splendor of the snnset clouds that flamed the west, then with a sore and troubled spirit took the pail and hied to the cowpen. The mild and gen tle kine missed her merry songs this eve- ing—her usual gay and cherry voice was hushed, as she stroked their distended udders. Next day she didn't go to Capley, bat remained brooding at home. Bat the day after that she went, and heard from Miss Morris that Clara was to be married next week to Mr. Weedon, and sail immedi ately for Europe. On her return she looked abont for Windham, bat he was not to be seen. “He does not care for me,” she thought, “and he was only play ing with me when he expressed a wish to see me every day, while he staid at Cap- ley.” Musing o’er her disappointment she had reached the bridge that spanned the brook, and her heart gave a great bound as she saw him leaning over the railing of it tossing pebbles into the wa ter. “I’m waiting for you, Kitty,” he pleas antly said. “Why didn’t you come yes terday? I kept tryst for you in our shady bower, and fully expected you, but was defeated of my wish.” “It would have made me happy to have seen you, but I was very busy at home. ” “I regret it the more as I have juBt re ceived a dispatch from my lawyers re questing my immediate presence at home and shall leave in a few hoars.” “And I shall never see you again,” she said. “Don’t prophecy anything so evil, Kit ty. We are destined to meet again, little one, thongh it may be years hence.” “Oh! Mr. Windham, why can’t yon re main always at Capley? I know it is sel fish in me to wish it, bnt the occasional sight of yonr pleasant face wonld greatly ameliorate my despondency. ” “That is the very thing you must not do. Why should you despond? Here, let me count on yonr pearly fingers the number of yonr blessings. First, then, your beauty, which is marvellous for one of your tender age. Secondly, your in tellect, and, from what Miss Morris told me yesterday, I think that is almost as great a miracle as your face.” Kitty flushed hotly at such extravagant praise, and tried to withdraw her hand. Wait little one, I’m not through with my enumeration. Thirdly, you possess the inestimable gift of splendid health, and fourthly, kind friends.” “Not many of the latter,” said, Kitty, sorrowfully. “True; bnt then they make up in qual ity for quantity. There is General and Mrs. Capperton, Miss Morris and best of all, I expect, the old lady, whom vou call Goody.” “You have not included yourself,” said Kitty. “I purposely omitted the mention of myself, to see if you would notice it. That was the only reason, I assure you; for I believe I love you better than them all.” “Are you in sober earnest?” she asked wistfully, “I fear you are only amusing yourself with me.” “Put away such foolish fears, I am quite serious.” “I can’t understand how so grand a gentleman as you can think for a moment of such a nameless waif.” “My feelings for yon are not a subject for reasoning, sweet Kitty. I only know they exist without attempting to analyze them.” “But those impressions will soon fade* Mr. Windham. Time and distance will soon destroy them.” “Dispel such fancies, Clover, and think of me as your true and faithful friend—a friend who will bear yonr lovely image indelibly eDgraved upon his heart wher ever he may roam. Will you reserve a large place in your memory for me too?” “Oh, yes. I shall think of you every hour in the day,” she said impulsively. “Well mind you don’t forget me, sweet heart. And now give mo a paiting kiss.” He bent his stately head over the drooping little creatnre, and shyly, with a palpitating heart, she allowed his mous tached lips to press a long, ardeDt kiss upon her own pouting coral ones. “There is something else I wish to say, Kitty. This little volume of Schiller I would like you to learn to read by the time we meet again.” She took it, and carelessly turning the leaves, exclaimed: “Why, what language is this? It is all Greek to mo.” “The most copious and beantifnl in the world, Kitty—the German.* Promise me you’ll learn it.” “I may never have an opportunity, Mr. Windham.” “I imagine that restless, teeming brain of yours will contrive a way.” “Miss Morris I know could offer me no assistance, and I can do nothing with out the elementary books and a teacher.” “That ought to be my delightful tusk, bnt fate is against me. Keep it, however, you don’t know what may turn np in the future. Now good-bye, my precious lit tle blossom. Take care of yourself, study hard, and never forget me.” Windham’s gift to Kitty was qnite as incongrnons as the presentation by the great English sage of Cocker s Arithme tic to the Highland lassie. Kitty, on examining closely the bool- found on a fly leaf Herbert Windham to Kitty Clover, June 19tb, 18—. She laid it carefully away not daring even!#for an instant to delude herself with the hope of even being able to master its contents unless by means of a translation. Time winging its rapid flight had told off three more years and Old Goody com pletely bed-ridden was very near her end. General Capperton, who had known her all his life, did everything possible to soothe and assuage her pathway to the grave. One day, as he was standing by her bedside, she spoke of Kitty. “Ob, General, what will become of that poor child when I am dead and gone. That is the hardest of all—to leave her— whom I love as myjown ohild.” “Don’t let that distress yon for a mo ment,” he generously said, “I will care for her.” • “O, may God bless yon and I know he will,” she said fervently, the tears of grat- itede trickling down her poor sunken, wrinkled cheeks. A few days after this interview the old creature exchanged the cares and sorrows of this life for the joys and bliss of an other world. Her little home was sold for the bene fit of Kitty and the money pnt out at in terest. The young girl removed to Capley as the attendant of Mrs. Capperton. Her duties were never onerous to read to that lady, accompany her sometimes in her drives and to act as her amanuensis. These were her chief duties, and she had so much time of her own that she con tinued with diligence her studies nnder Miss Morris. > Although Augusta was emancipated from the school room, her I speak of the regularity of her features which she inherited from her mother, and not of the expression which was dnll and phlegmatic. It was a pity her mother had not also transmitted to her a portion of her own innate refinement and delica cy, of which her daughter was sadly de ficient. For she was not only a cold- hearted artificial creatnre, but I think the only strong emotion she ever felt was envy of Kitty’s charms, whom she hated with bitterest rancor. When Kitty first came to live at Capley she zealously tried to cultivate her friendship, but the chill ing unsympathetic character of the girl utterly discouraged and repelled her. A year had passed since Goody’s death and Kitty had quite settled down to her new life. She was not happy, for the terrible mystery shadowing her birth preyed incessantly upon her mind with resistless force and in all the wide world she felt she had but one friend to whom she conld unburden her heart. To Miss Morris she could always go confident of sympathy and love. That kind lady regarded her with the tenderest affection aDd did everything in her power to con sole and comfort her. It was at the olose of a bright September day that she called Kitty to her room and said— “My dear, I have a proposition to make to yon. I have received a letter from the trustees of Mt. Vernon Academy, asking my acceptance of the position of princi pal. It is my alma mater and an insti tution to which I have always been great ly attached, and .as the excellent lady who had charge of it, is lately dead, they have elected me to fill her place. Now my proposal is that yon accompany me where you can have the advantage of the best masters in music and the Ian. guages, and repay me by assisting in the instruction of the less advanced classes.” Tears of joy came into the young girl’s eyes; was it possible her cherished hopes, her fondest anticipations were abont to be realized. “Will you go with me, Kitty ? I have already written a letter of acceptance.” Go with yon! O, my dearest friend, in deed I will gladly go if you think I can be of any service to you. I know I love yon better than any one in the world, and only you can rest and quiet me when at times I’m like to go mad with my troubled, dis tressing thoughts.” “We will consider it settled then, my dear.” “Not until we have consulted Mrs. Cap perton, dear Miss Morris. She may want me to stay with her.” “She knows it, Kitty. The matter has been broached to her and the General, and they both readily consented to give you to me, ‘for a season.’ ” “When will yen start, Miss Morris?” “Not for a week or two. There is no great hnrry, and I want to see Traoy and his fair bride, who are coming next week, before I go.” Next morniDg Mrs. Capperton had a long conversation with Kitty, and kindly told her she would dispense with her at tendance for the short while she was to stay at Capley. “I expect yon have some preparations to make, Kitty, and if you require the as sistance of my seamstress, pray call on her and she will aid you. I shall miss your prompt and cheerfnl services, but I’m too much interested in yonr prosper ity to want to selfishly keep yon with me for my own pleasure and convenience.” “Thank you, Mrs. Capperton, I appre ciate very highly your gracions, charitable feelings for me and wonld have you be lieve I wonld never leave you without your full and free consent. You have been a lenient, gentle mistress, and if at any time yon need me, please don’t hes itate to let me know, for although the advantages offered by Miss Morris are very great and alluring, and my affection for her immense, still I feel my first duty is to you.” “That disposition does you credit, my child, but the consciousness that you will be in good hands and reaping the benefits of a fine institution of learning will com fort me for yonr absence.” “Every word that you speak but adds to my obligation,” replied Kitty, sincerely touched by the lady’s benevolence to her. “I suppose you have heard that Tra^y wi!’ be married next Tnesday and arrive here with his bride the following Thurs day. And from all I have beard of his choice I fancy she must be well nigh per fect, and my impatience to know her and judge for ifiyself is very great.” “Yes, ma’am, I have heard of the ap proaching nuptials and heartily wish Mr. Tracy much joy and felicity,” said Kitty. As she was leaving Mrs. Capperton she met Augnsta in the hall, who said,— “I was at a book store in Taunton yes terday, Kit., and was so lucky as to come across a book that I know you’ll be de lighted with. Will you accept it with my best wishes and anxious desire to afford you gratification ?” Kitty, much surprised at this totally unexpected advance and concession, took tbe book that she extended, and replied pleasantly: “You are very kind to think of me, Miss Augusta, and—” Here her eyes lit on the title, there it was in great startling letters, “No Name,” by Wilkie Collins. She did not finish her sentence, bnt pale, humiliated, and terri bly mortified at the wanton insult, *urned slowly in the direction of her room. She had been at first sorely tempted to throw the volume into the malicious girl’s face, but thoughts of her own dependent state and the remembra^pe of the goodness of General and Mrs. Capperton, restrained her. But her tormentor was by no means satisfied with this stroke, for a few hours “Is it true, Mademoiselle Catherine Gro ver, alias Kitty Clover, alias what's yonr name, that you are about departing from Capley. 0! 0! what ever shall I do with out you?” pretending to cry,and screwing, and contorting her features into hid eous deformity. Kitty tried to get out of her way by leaving the room, but Augusta warily ob serving her motions placed herself in the doorway and prevented her. “Be merciful, sweet Catherine, and don’t leave me yet,” she said mockingly. “Have pity upon my woeful state, nifiik the heavy tears falling from my grief stricken eyes,” and she feigned to weep and snob, flourishing her scented Mon- choir, and making little dabs with it at her hard dry eyes. Kitty regarded her with silent con tempt. “Let me pass, Miss Capperton,” she said. “Not until I get ready. What must I tell Mr. Hamilton for you ? I am afraid of the direst consequences should he come and find you gone ” “I have no acquaintance with Mr. Ham ilton,” replied Kitty, with flashing eyes and paling cheek. “That is from no fault of yours. Yon would from jyour over-weening vanity have often thrust yourself upon him while visiting here, had I not kept a watchful eye upon you.” “I am weary of this vexatious farce and hope it is now at an end,’’said Kitty, with cool disdain. She did not intend to lose her temper and expose to the aggra vating girl how keenly she felt her dia bolical stabs and wounds. “Listen first to my orders,” cried Au _ gnsta, imperiously. “I am in no humor to tolerate longer this shamefally disgusting scene,” re plied Kitty, trying to pass her. But she pushed her back and said,— “I want you to distinctly understand that when my brother and the large party of guests, whom we are soon expecting, arrive, you are to betake yourself to the back grouud. I will not have you oW- truding your hateful presence upon the notice of our visitors, and command you to keep out of sight.” Kitty ejaculating,— “Good Lord grant mo patience,” turned to find another mode of egress from her prison, and hastily glided to the window. She knew that it was some distance to the ground, bnt feared if she remained a mo ment longer she would be induced by her exasperated feelings tc\ retort severely upon her insulting enemy. Throwing open the blinds, she leaped lightly out, and fortunately, fell without injury upon a bed of soft, luxuriant grass. Augnsta saw the movement and hastened to note the result of the adventurous action. Poking her head out of the window, she spied Kitty picking up a pencil that she had dropped in her rapid descent. Why Cat, you’ve not only got the name, bnt the nature of- the feline race,” she cried savagely. Kitty, glad of her freedom, paid no re gard to her taunts, but walked leisurely off, and found her trusty, sympathetic friend, Miss Morris, to whom she re hearsed the scandalous scene. “I can’t conceive why she hates me so bitterly,” she said, “it would seem that I am too insignificant to arouse her to such incivility. The matter is qnite beyond my comprehension.” “It is plain enough to me, Kitty. She has never forgiven you for what Mr Hamilton remarked abont your beauty when he accidentally saw you one day. And it is only envy of yonr superior charms that causes all this trouble. I have noticed it with sorrow—sorrow for you, my dear, and also for Augusta, who renders herself miserable by yielding to such torturing feelings. Consider, though, dearest, that her punishment is greater than yours, for she ‘bears her own tormentor in her breast.’ Have you forgotten Ovid’s fine personification of this vice which you were reading the other day from Addison's elegant trans lation— “A poisonous morsel in her tenth she chewed, And gorged the flesh ol vipers for iter food; She never smiles, but when the wretched weep, Nor lulls her malice with a moment’s bleep Kestless in spite, while watchful to destroy, She pines and sickens at another's joy.” “I think she has always di-liked me, Miss Morris—for when I was nothing but a poor little child, I remember well her cruel, twetting words in the presence of Mr. Windham and others.” “The same notice actuated her then as ! now Kitty, and child though you were, j she could not calmly view his attentions to you.” [to be continued.] Lawyers. ALOSIZO A. DOZIER, Attorney and Counsellor at Law. Office Over 126 Broad Street. Practices in State and Federal Courts in both Georgia and Alabama. mhl8’T7 ly CHARLES l'ft|,EHAN, Attorney-at-Lnw. Up stairs over C. E. hochstrasser’s store. [febli,’77 tf] BEXAETT II. CRAWFORD, Attorney and Counsellor at Law. Office over Frazer's Hardware Store. jaU’77 ly Mvrk H. Blandfobd. Louis F. Garrard. ti LA X D FORD A GAKRAHD, Attorneys and Counsellors at Law Office No. 67 Broad street, over Wittlch A Kinsel’s Jewelry Store. Will pra ctice in the State and Federal Courts sep4 ’75 REESE CRAWFORD. J. M. If’NEILL. CRAWFORD A McXlELL, Attorneys and Counsellors at Law, 128 Broad Street, Columbus, Ga. janl6,’76 ly «. E. THOMAS, Attorney »t»*l Counsellor at Law. Office: Over Hochstrasser’s Store, Columbus, Georgia. [ jan9,7fl lyj LIOXF.LC. LEVY, JR., Attorney and Counsellor at Law. Commissioner of Deeds, New Yorkaad other State . Office over Georgia Home Insurance Co. 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