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attorney at law
evil 'OUnTOK I\ KQI ITY.
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After a brief respite l return again to tlie
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AMERICUS, GEORGIA, WEDNESDAY, FEBRUARY 21, 1883.
VOV.’YVt'Y.
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GOOD-BYE.
W. W. HENDBEB.
Beyond tlie distant hill tops
Gleam heneatli the sun’s bright eyes,
While through shadows swiftly flying
Breaks the day in sweet surprise.
Dawning not for us in gladness,
On our hearts the shadows lie,
For this day with all its brightness
Brings for us a sad good-bye.
Good-bye, sweetheart, and in token
Softly lay your hand in mine,
Tell me that your heart will ever
In a niche my name enshrine.
I’ll he true, oh, never doubt it,
Soul to soul and heart to heart,
Though I go with you I’m leaving
Of myself the better part.
When I’m wandering o’er life’s desert
And the shadows round me rise,
And tlie storm clouds o’er me gather
Like dark curtains o’er the skies ;
Then one star will ever hover,
Shining bright-eyed through the night,
Star of Love thy beams shall guide me
Out of darkness into light.
Ah, good-bye, the day is waning,
Hill and dale in shadow lie;
Nearer bend and let me whisper,
Deep and low, sweetheart, good-bye.
Let your own voice, sweet and tender,
Soft as south wind’s gentlest sigh,
In mine own ears fondly whisper,
May God bless you, dear, good-hve:
And your words will ever linger
Like sweet music in my heart,
Wheresoe’er on earth I wander,
Ne’er from mem’ry will depart.
All, within your heart’s recesses
Let my last words cherished he,
And within your soul’s deep chambers
Keep Love’s tapers lit for me.
When the shadows round you deepen,
And the daylight’s growing dim,
Hush'd within tlie distant woodland
Is the sweet bird’s evening hymn;
And the flowers drooping downward,
Their bright heads upon the sod,
Softly murmuring at their vespers,
All, then breathe my name to God.
When across the mystic heavens
Gleam the gentle evening stars,
And the moonlight soft and tender
Slants athwart your lattice bars.
All, tiien in tlie holy radiance,
Ere you lay you down to sleep,
Kneel and pray the God of heaven
Pure and true our souls to keep.
TRUSTING IN PROVIDENCE.
HELEN FORREST GRAVES.
“It’s goin’ to be snappin’ cold to
night, mother, and so I teli you,” said
Mi ss Elsa Robbins, warming her claw
like fingers over the blaze of an armful
of pine logs which she had just flung
on the fire. “And I am very glad,
mother, tiiat we’ve got the russet-apples
safe into the cellar, for it’s on them I
place my main dependence for the inter
est money this year.” *
Mrs. Robbins sat knitting in the
cushioned rocker—a wrinkle!, bright
eyed little old woman, whose caps were
always spotless clean,and whose dresses
never seemed to wear out.
“Frost, eh?” said she.
“I rather guess so,” responded Elsa
with a shiver. “Stars shinin’ like so
many little diamond specks, and a
new moon behind the pines!”
“Well, it’s a good thing we ain’t
stinted for wood,” cheerfully observed
Mrs. Robbins.
“l'ou’re always finding out some
good thing or other, mother,” said
Elsa, a little petulantly.
“La, child, the world is full of em!”
said Mrs. Robbins, who had a sweet
plaintive voice like a whip-poor-will.
“The Lord, He’s a deal better to us
than we deserve!”
“Well, then,” quaintly remarked
Elsa, “I may as well tell you, now as
ever, that the roof’s leakin’ dreadful
bad.”
“Leakin’, is it?” said Mrs. Robbins.
“Where?”
“Up garret,” said Elsa. “Over the
west store-room.”
“Well, it’s lucky it ain’t leakiu’
over the rooms we live in,” said the
iuveterable old optimist. “If it was
to leak at all, it couldn’t have selected
a better spot.”
“And the fence is down in the
north lot,” remarked Elsa, “and neigh
bor Carter’s cattle are all in!”
‘•Bles3 me!” said Mrs, Robbins.
“Well, there ain’t much but rock and
mulleinstalke in that lot anyhow, and
neighbor Carter don’t half feed his
cattle, l’tn glad the poor creatures
can have a good bite for once in their
lives!”
“And I have a letter from Walter’s
widow,” added Elsa; “and she wants
to come here, with her children,”
“Tell her to come,” said Mrs. Rob
bins. “It ain’t a fine city place, and
maybe she and the little ones will find
it hard to make out on mush and mo
lasses and baked potatoes, as we do.
But she’s my nephew’s widow, and
shall be welcome here.”
“But, mother,” said Elsa,think what
you are doing. Another family in this
cramped-up little house—a lot of noisy
children, racing and screaming about—
a fine lady to be waited on, who cer
tainly is as able to take care of herself
as we are to take care of her. And you
know that we owe a large bill at the
grocer’s and we haven't paid for the cow
yet, and the tailoress business is getting
duller every year, now that folks have
taker the notion to go to the city for
their little boys’ suits. And ”
“Well, child—well,” serenely inter
posed the old lady. “God will provide.
He always does. And it’s a dreadful
thing to he a widow and homeless.
Write to her, Elsa, and tell her to
come.”
“But she has no money to travel
with,” bluntly added Elsa. “She wants
us to send her twenty dollars. She
has written to Cousin Marrett, up at the
Grange, and they want even answer
her letter.”
“Dear, dear! that’s bad!” cooed Mrs.
Robbins. “No money at all. Poor soul!
poor soul!”
“Well—but, mother,” pleaded Elsa,
“we haven’t got any money, either—to
spare.”
“There’s the chicken money,” said
Mrs. Robbins, looking wistfully up.
“But that was to buy you a warm,
new cloak, mother.”
“Well, I’ll make the old gray shawl
do for another year,” said Mrs. Robbins.
“And Walter’s widow must have mon
ey to pay her traveling expenses—poor
thing! It was very wrong of Olivia
Marrett not to answer her letter—verys
But Olivia and her husband was alway.
close. It’s their nature, I do s’pose.”
And Elsa broke out laughing, with
a tear in the corner of her hard gray
eyes.
“You dear old mother!” said she.
“I believe I should have lost faith in
human nature and everything else, long
ago, if it hadn’t been for you. Let
Walter’s widow and her children come.
We’re poor, and in debt, and can’t find
bread for our two selves; but I believe,
for once I’ll follow your example,
mother, and trust in Providence.”
And I satdown and wrote to Walter
Robbin’s widow, inclosing that last
twenty dollar bill, which was to have
brought the winter cloak for the old
lady, who was so contentedly knitting
in the carol glow of the firelight.
Mrs. Walter Robbins was sitting by
the fire also, but not such a fire as illu
minates the farm house kitchen with a
softer shine than any electric light. It
was a mere handfui of coals, in a rustic
grate, over which she bent with a shud
der, as the wind howled by, shaking
the window-paper and rattling the
paper-shade. She was mending the
children’s stockings, and as she worked
a little girl crept out of the bed and
stole across the floor to her side.
“Mamma, I can’t get warm,” said
she. “Isn’t there any fire?”
“There’s a fire, dear,” said Mrs.
Robbins; “but we can’t have much, for
there’s only a peck of coal, left in the
box.”
“Mamma,” went bn the child, “why
don’t our fires shine red and bright like
the fires I see through other people’s
windows, sometime?”
“We can’t afford it, dear,” sighed
the widow. “If you let the coal blaze
and crackle it soon turns into ashes and
we must economize.”
“Mamma,” spoke up a tiny voice
from the bed, “I didn’t eat quite enough
supper. Can’t I have another half
slice of bread?”
“There is no more, Bessie,” said Mrs.
Robbins, with a pang, sharper than any
serpent’s tooth, at her heart. “Go to
sleep, dear; you’ll soon forget that yon
are hungry, and in the morning, we are
to start for the country you know.”
Bessie’s eyes sparkled.
“We can have all the milk we want
then, mamma, can’t we?” said she.
“And pick up nuts where they grow
among the leaves, and eat apples with
out paying two cents apiece for them,”
chimed Lillie. “Oh, mamma, why
don’t everyone live in the country?
Mamma, don’t yon love Cousin Elsa?
Is she a little girl? Will she play with
us?”
“I don’t know,” said Mrs. Robbins,
with a quiver in her voice. “No, she
is not a child; she is a woman, like me.
But I think she must be angel in her
heart.”
For Elsa Robbins’ had been the first
helping hand which had been stretched
out to lift the poor little widow out of
the abyss of trouble which had almost
overwhelmed her since her husband
died, in the far-away Mexican lands
whither he had gone to make his for
tune, which, alls! was never made.
She had become sadly used to sharp
words and cold glances, but kindness,
sympathy, tender recognition of her
claims to kinship, were new and pre
cious to her.
Just then there came a heavy, creak
ing footstep on the floor—a tap at the
door.
Little Lillie jumped up and scamper
ed back to bed. Bessie drew her curly
yellow head under the sheets.
“It’s a mistake,” said Mrs. Robbins,
spiritlessly. “Nobody ever comes
here.”,
But she rose and opened the door.
There stood a stout, middle-aged man,
with cheerful blue eyes, a ruddy com
plexion, and leg-of-mutton whiskers,
slightly sprinkled with gray.
“Does Mrs. Walter Robbins live
here?” he asked.
* * * * * *
Miss Elsa has made waffles for sup
per, and had fried some fresh crullers,
brown and light as butterfly wings.
She had brought in the parlor lamp,
and hunted up two little china mugs,
handlers, and with the gilt inscription
faded off', which had been hers and her
dead sister’s as children, long ago.
“They’ll please the little ones,” she
thought.
And Mrs. Robhins, in her clean cap,
sat smiling by the hearthstone, when
Walter’s widow came in, her black
dress powdered over with snow which
had begun to fall at the gathering of
dusk, and with two little girls cling
ing to her hand.
“My dear,” said Mrs. Robbins, “you
are welcome—kindly welcome—you
and the dear little girls!”
And Elsa came in, her faco softened
for the moment, and led them hospita
bly to the fire.
“It's a poor place,” said She; “but
mother is right—you are welcome!”
The children looked timidly around
at the black beams which traversed
the roof overhead—the deep-set win
dows, with their broad ledges filled
with musk-plants and fish geraniums—
the strings of red peppers above the
mantle—and the brass candlesticks,
which glittered as if they were made
of gold, and then the fire—the great,
open chimney place—the blazing logs—
the funnily-shapsd andirons, with
round heads, and the great Maltese
cat, asleep upon the gaudy lag rug.
Was it all true? or were they dream
ing?
But when it came to hot waffles,and
maple molasses, cookies, with fennel
seeds in them, and milk—just as much
milk as they could drink out of those
dear little ontique mugs—the children
decided the matter in their own minds,
that they were not dreaming at all.
And after they had gone to sleep in a
bed-room just off the kitchen, where
the sheets smell of sweet clover, and
the wall paper was covered with bun
ches of cabbage rosos, with imposssi
bly green leaves and blue ribbon fillet
around the stems. Mrs. Walter Rob
bins found courage to thank the friends
who had been so geod to her in her
necessity.
“But there’s something I haven’t
told you yet,” she said, timidly. “I
couldn’t write it, because I did uot
know it myself at the time that I ap
pealed to you. lam not so poor as
every one thought. Poor, dear Walter’s
mining ventures have turned out bet
ter than any one expected. A lawyer
from the South came to see me last
night, and told me that I am to have
at least a thousand dollars a year.”
“Eh?” said Elsa, almost incredu
lously.
“It ain’t possible?” chirped Mrs.
Robbins.
“And,” went on Mrs. Walter, “if
you will allow me to live here and
share it with you—”
“No,” said Miss Elsa. “We have
no right to it.”
“But,” pleaded the widow, “you
were willing to share all that you had
with me?”
“That is quite another thing,” said
Elsa.
“No, it isn’t,” said Mrs. Walter.
“It’s the same exactly. And I have
always longed for a home in the coun
try, and it is so lovely here; and—and
I feel that I love you already, and I
should be miserable anywhere elre.
Pleaee—please let me stay!”
And what could Mrs. Robbins and
Miss Elsa say but “yes.”
And when the gentle widow retired
to her room, Miss Elsa looked at the
old lady with tears in her eyes.
“Mother,” said she, “you were right.
Providence has provided. The moment
I made up my mind to leave off caring
and planning, and trust in God, He
has laid a blessing at my feet. I think
I will never doubt or despair again.”
THE ANGEL’S TEAR.
“Kitty!”
•‘Yes, mamma.”
“When you come out of school call
at Mrs. King’s and ask how Ruth is.”
Kitty paused in the doorway and
pouted her pretty lips, a look of dis
pleasure crossing her face,
“But, mamma—” she began petu
lantly.
“Now, Kitty, run away, or you will
be late; and don’t forget what I told
yon.”
The chiiji turned impatiently, the
frown deepening on her brow,
Breathless and heated she arrived at
school. Instead of trying in all her pow
er to control her passions, she gave way
to it on the slightest provocation. All
her lessons were a trouble to her, and
imperfectly learnt, so that she was
kept in long after the other children
had gone home, and when released, hot
and tired, she stood in the cool porch
of the school.
“Oh, dear, it is so hot!” she mur
mured, eyeing with great disfavor a
tiny white cottage almost hidden from
view amongst the trees at the very top
of the hill. “I shall never be able to
walk all that way until I get cooler. I
don’t see why I should have to go; Ruth
is always ill.
Turning back on the glaring white
road, Kitty walked slowly toward the
pretty green valley where she dwelt.
Partly because she felt rather unea
sy as to whether she had acted rightly,
partly to linger as long as possible on
her homeward wav, she roamed over
the meadows in search of flowers.
At last, feeling tired, she threw her
self down under a shady tree, and
watched the birds as they winged their
flight to heaven.
She lay there for sometime, until her
eyes heavy with sleep, closed, and a
deep calm fell upon her, from which
she was aroused by hearing a sound of
music, almost unreal in its sweetness,
and looking up she beheld a vision,
which filled her heart with mingled
feelings of fear and awe.
The sky,which seemed to have drawn
nearer to her, was open, disclosing a
tiny form clad in snowy garments
On her head rested a glitteringcrown,
and in her hand she held one pure
white lily.
While Kitty gazed, a voice low and
sweet fell on her oars: “Kitty!”
She started, and lhoked up inquir
ingly-
“ Are yon—Ruth?” she asked in an
awe-stricken whisper.
“Yes, Kitty. But God sent oue of
His angels to fetch me away from the
life of pain, and made me one of His
children. lam happy now, oh, so
Mppy.” B h® sa id. looking upwards,
with eyes filled with rapt adoration,
which slowly faded, when she turned
once more to Kitty, and was succeeded
by a wistful sadness, a pitying tender
ness.
“Ah, Kitty, you little thought when
you disobeyed your mother, and neg
lected her wishes, that the friend you
were so unwilling to help was past alii
earthly aid. Yet, don’t you think i
you had practised self-denial and gone
to her she would have felt grateful for
your kindness, and her last thought
of you would havo been one of pleas
ure? Now she knows how selfish yon
are.”
And the angel-child bent sorrowful
ly over Kitty, who, filled with shame
and remorse, bowed her head in her
hands.
“I did not mean to be so ungracious,
only it was so hot I coaid not go so
far,” she mourned humbly.
“Do you think it was right to grat
ify your own inclination? Will you
be happier, knowing you allowed the
chance of doing good to pass, to suit
your own comfort?”
And Ruth gazed earnestly at Kitty’s
distressed countenance.
“I will try to do better in future—in
deed I will,” she sobbed.
“Farewell, Kitty, farewell,” Ruth
cried, and softly passed the lily she
held across Kitty’s brow, a tear rolled
slowly down her cheek, and fell on the
child’s hand, and lay like a diamond
sparkling in the rays from above.
With a sad smile the little angel
rose in the air, nearer to that home she
had left for a short time, and through
the half-opened portal a golden lighl
gleamed, throwing a flood of splendor
over her white robes as she disappear
ed.
Kitty, silent and wondering, watch
ed her as she entered the crystal gates;
then the sound of music, which had
followed and surrounded her like the
peal of unseen bells, grew fainter, and
finally died away; a thick cloud rolled
with a loud crash over the opening,
shutting out the sight of angel forms,
and leaving only in its stead a dreary
blankness.
As that awful crash fell on her cars,
Kitty started to her feet, and glanced
around in wild alarm.
Could it have been possible she had
been asleep, and the vision of Ruth
and the crystal gates he only a dream.
As she still gazed, lost in amaze
ment, another drop larger and clearer
fell beside it; this followed by many
others, and Kitty, looking upwards,
saw that it was raining.
A vivid flash of lightning passed
swiftly through the air, and again that
awful crash she had heard in her sleep
fell on her ear.
She could doubt no longer s storm
was threatening, and unless she has
tened would commence in all its fury
before she reached home.
Trembing in every limb, Kitty turn
ed to go, when a sudden thought struck
her.
She had not been to Mrs. King’s,
and perhaps Ruth was worse, and want
ed help, and the vision she had seen
was sent to warn her.
At last, breathless and wet through,
the rain pouring down in torrents, she
reached the little white cottage, and
with her heart beating wildly in min
gled shame and terror, knocked timidly
at the door.
To her surprise, she received no an
swer.
“Surely, Mrs. King cannot be out,”
she murmured; “no, it is impossible,”
and softly lifting the latch she went in.
Not a sound could be heard, save the
howling of the wind, and the pattering
of rain against tho windows.
She went up stairs into Rnth's bed
chamber.
On the bed, serene and quiet, lay lit
tle Ruth, her fair pale face sec in the
calm of tier last sleep; in one tiny waxen
hand she held a pure white lily, which
rested on the heart that had been as
sinless,
Not alone was the dead child; at her
side, her face pressed convulsively in
the pillows, knelt her mother.
She did not move when Kitty came
forward, she scarcely heard her noise
less movements, her grief was too deep
to note outward sounds.
Kitty gazed mutely at her little
friend, then, with a thrill of pain and
self-reproach, she retraced her steps and
went out of the house.
Mrs. Ray, anxiously watching from
the window, saw her little daughter
running down the lane, and went to the
door to meet her.
“Dear, dear, what a frightful state
yon are in, yon are wet through,” then,
as she noticed her white terrified face,
she added:
“What is the matter? Are yon ill?”
For an answer, Kitty threw her arms
round her mother, and clung trembling
to her.
“What is it Kitty? Tell me dear,”
Mrs. Ray cried, now thoroughly alarm
ed.
Ruth—mama—go to her,” Kitty
gasped, pushing her towards the door.
“What is the matter with Ruth?
Does she want me?”
“She—she is dead.”
And without another sound Kitty
fell back unconscious in her mother’s
arms. For several days she was un
able to leave her bed.
She had caught a severe cold; but
the moment she was able, she told her
mother the story of her disobedience,
and the dream she had about Ruth.
Mrs. Ray can always rely on her do
ing what she is told, and she never
complains or murmurs against any
duty she has to perform, nor is she
likely to forget the sin which caused
one of God’s children to grieve for her,
and always believes that the solitary
crystal spot was really the Angel's
Tear.
| FOUR DOLLARS PER ANNUK.
NO. 43.
Thoughts Suggested Around a
Death Bed.
It was the hour of midnight, when
in an elegant mansion near the city of
delier, contrary to their usual custom,
afforded only a fitful, and glimmering
light.
Through the broad halls, and hand
somely famished apartments where
scenes of merriment and good cheer
were frequently and freely enjoyed a
solemn silence o’erspread.
Upon the faces of the friends at that
lonely midnight hour, in that palatial
home, a shade of sadness, not unmixed
with dread prevailed.
With footsteps light, and in whis
pered tones, loved ones went from
room to room, making arrangements
preparatory for an anticipated journey.
The lord of the mansion long, and
favorably known to each one present,
was abtmtto embark upon an uncertain,
if not distant voyage, and consequently
lingering regrets hung around his de
parture, more painful, in that alone he
was to go, and into a land unknown,
from which no definite account had
ever been returned.
With tear Btained cheeks, and in
tremulous concern, his wife and chil
dren hung around his neck, vainly
urging him to remain with them, their
comfort at stay at home, since to go
with him they could not.
But no; not even in heart clinging
fondness tor his earthly idols, could he
remain.
From an inexorable source the man
date had been issued, and go he must,
whether willing, or otherwise.
Being notified that, only slew short
hours at most, would intervene before
the little boat engaged to heat him
away would sound along shore, to hur
ried and excited breath, he gave direc
tions and suggested plans for the wel
fare of his family during hi k.osg stay
from them.
But of his own prospects and well
doing in the land to which he was go
ing, not a word was said, while loving
hearts eagerly listened to hear him
say “no fear or glooming ap t o
were entertained in view oi the long
voyage since the wise and jtisi RnV,
the Land had said come auu ail niii
be well.”
The necessary preparations for the
trip were all completed, and only the
sad wail, and loving words from his
sorrowing companion and his children
so dear, the sigh and sincere regret
from his weeping frieudß, filled the in
terval.
The voyage boat was in a few mo
ments to arrive, and eagerly all eyes
turned towards the sound of the muf
fled clock.
Midnight hour tolled on the quiet
air, and as the boat had seemingly
been delayed, the friends fondly hoped
to retain him, yea, a little longer, when
suddenly away up the dark winding
stream the mooving of the boatmen’s
oars were distinctly heard while not a
ray of light appeared from the pilots
standpoint as silently and slowly, but
steadily, the boat was nearing the wa
ters edge.
In the tenderest sympathy every
heart present yearned for the voyager
whose face blanched and life blood chil
led in view of its certain approach.
A few more hurried words affection
ate good-bye, and loving embraces and
the boatman called him and not a mo
ments delay.
To the dark shore his friends accom
panied him, and there bid a long,
melancholly, farewell.
On,and on, the silently mooving boat
glided over the tnrbed waters, until its
moovings were lost in the distance.
The destination of the lonely travel
ler none can know until the great day
of final accounts when the Recording
Hand turns to the page upon His book
whereon in glowing characters his
name appears. E. F. Fort.
The first criminal punished under the
n“w Maryland statute requiring that
wife-beaters shall be flogged, received
his punishment on the 10th—seven
lashes on the bare back. The whip
used was a rawhide about three feet
long, an inch in diameter at the butt
and tapering to the point.
Immortal is the fame of those who
do a nerded work timely and well.
Nancy McComb, a very aged colored
woman, having died a week or two ago
in Milledgeville, Ga., Harper’s Bazar
embalms her memory in its beautifully
printed columns by recording that she
“was the cook who prepared General
Latayette’s dinner when he visited that
city.”
WOMAN.
Better than the Nmtlee or Hinge.
To bring health and happiness to the
homes of suffering women Is a mission be
fore which royal favor sinks into insignifi
cance. What earthly benefaction can com
pare with one which protects from
“That dire disease whose ruthless power
Withers beauty’s tsansient flower?’’
which gives ease for pain, Joy for sorrow
smiles for tears, the roses of health for the
pallor of disease, the light elastic step for
dragging weariness, nights of soft repose for
heavy hours of tossing restlessness, bound
ng vigor for languishing dulness, the sweil
ing lines of full grown beauty for the sharp
and withered form of emaciation, a long life
of mentol, physical, social and domestic en
joyments for a few sad days of pain and
gloom, ending in an early grave? Such is the
S 4l . 3 !! 011^ 811011 are the wsultt of Dr. J. Brad
fieMs Female Regulator, which is hence
& a r^d^ ProPrlate,y Styl<sd “ Woman ' s
“Whites," and all those irregularities of
tlie womb so destructive to the health haDni
sitta'-Mraqi'aKs.Et
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