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The Cedartown By Jno. W. Radley. Official Organ of Polk and Haralson Counties. Subscription $2 Per Annum. VOLUME IV. CEDARTOWN, GA„ THURSDAY, MAY 23, 1878. NUMBER 28. r R 0 F E SSI 0 JV al gT.ANOE fk KING attorneys at law, CKDMtTOWN, GA. ■arwill pmotica in all the Courts or the Rom# Circuit, In -li« Supreme Court of the State, nnd In th«W. S. District Court for the Northers District of GoorKlA. Nov, 11,1874. T. IV. MILNER. J. W. HAHIU8, Jn ]yjILNER & HARRIS, ATTORNEYS AT LATT, CARTKR8VILLK, GA. fur Qmci om Mnln Street, next door to GU- •ath <% Sou. Mr. Milnor will attend the Supurlo Court #r l*olk county regularly. March 2,1877-tf •y^ILLIAM M. SPARKS, Attorney & Counsellor at Law, CEDARTOWN, GA. fpfir Will pi notice In nil tho courte of the Romo Clrcnltand adjolnlug counties. hovII, 1874 W. EL STRANGE, N. P. & Es. Off. J. P. 3Elools.mart f Q-a. Collections solicited, anil mouey paid over punctually. JAS. 3). EILOW, J. P. CEDARTOWN, GA. jy Oflico at the Court House. All business entrusted in bis bauds will receive prompt attention, March 9, 1876-3m a. p. smith. ", «■ s'"'™. 8. P. SMITH & SON, No. 88, Broad Street, Home, Oa., pOTTON FACTORS < (For tho ExpnBPB.) THE DIVORCED. BY A LADY OF THE SOUTH. CHAPTER I. Tho grout world of London was thrown into consternation ut the di vorce of Clarence Molyueux and Florence his wife, nee Lasoellea. Ae a general thing, Mrs. Grundy does not approve of her maidens ef florescing, from Misses to Mudames, nnd from Mudames to Misses, and so she is apt to look unkindly on the men who are instrumental in those violent changes of designation, pray, who can get on without the world’s good opinion; true enough, »ve may despise it, but wo must bow to it be fore we can use it or turn it to our own ends. No ono must dure defy public opinion. If we do, a hue and cry is raised, and in tho conflagra tion that succeeds, some life is sure to go to destruction. Clarence Molynoux was a man among men, a gallant soldier in tho field, a charming companion in tipi mess room, Or at tho club, accom plished in music, painting,Sculpture as in tho hardier arts, of ‘‘rod and ri fle. Speaking most continental lan guages with equal facility, his man ners exquisitely tender and gentle, his voico us melodious af^tho Italian ho spoke so beautifully—his face and form oue of unusual beauty and man \j ers In Ltmiors. Tobaccos ancl Cigars, Proprlo- iUl - tors SMITH** Chi.ebuatkd Stomach Bityicm, jj ncB8 H18 father had left'hlB old Agents ami Proprietor* Rcil-Llue Hti-nmora. ion . , . . , percent, saved to «n dealers bj'Wf'jW 1 English home in order to retrench u*. Fir# proof Wnrehouse. Clmrco for woignmi, « bale- All v *o. Charge ror weigning for sale, 10 cents per i*U lM a trial order or consignment. Manhood: How Lost, How Resturad! Igffigg .Tint pnWiMioil. • new edition 3B ■uted l.—u. on Hie on tbp oontineut tho usmil plan ru- inod noblemen . of Lhe British Ieloa adopt. But Glarouco Molynoux’a, old un cle died ut this juncture, loft him a princely fortune: on biaaccession, b tt A or S#m1n li wcilkiiv’<n, itrrolmiinty •PW- 1 twiiiiu"-, WU mo uuneuim., .... wIIodhS iropotemV, " 0 n, JjMjSj^on- sold out iu the Neapolitan Hussars, Iminlon, 1 ’«pi™ii«/‘nn?iSojiuiufL'dbjMic-imiui- el ,tercd tlio Qncen’aGtmrtls and tool: paclty, - auiuption. epllep KCiice or'sexual exirav* ’Hm"colei Crated au tho clcurly demonstrates, fi I'ul practice, that tho uli abuse may be indlcally 3Hevery miflferer, no’nmttcr what lit* comlltipn n»ay bo, mr curwIiunBClf cheaply, prhraloly, and «’Uially, r^'Tlils lecture Hlioultl he iu the hand* of cvc vo,itn nnd fivorv man iu the laud. Sent under seal, In a plain euvnlopo, to any a £S. o n;s-TfiAt.vKlf.KViT or tWQ ,K lUeB Tlili' CULVER WELL MEDIOALCO., 41 Aun St., Now York; Dost Olllce Box, luoti. apr. 11, ly - il without tho tli s or tho nm>Mo«i a inode of ’may bo, may ESTABLISHED IN 1850. uoca-inus’s Temple of lusie. WHOLESALE and Retail Ageu- cy for tho Renowned l'lano MakcrB, STEINWAY, KNABE, DUNHAM, BACON & KARR and J. & 0. EISIIER. Celebrated Orenu or MASON * UAMI.1N Unr dett New England Organ Co., and (1 A I rlnce <V Co.’s Music Publishers, Oliver Djtson, Wm. A Pond it Co., Smith Co., F A Merth & Co. BEST GUlTARS. , Ku s Bru ™ 0 "" d J. i Z enH ol Cedartown and vicinity, that his facili- nity, ,1m ..imblc him to offer extra indii. — - - . elm. ere orMuelcnl Qoode, (innninleolng everyihlliK sBontcd by him nt ire autiHtacilon. give ' tod. ,C JAS. ... 05, Uuion Street, Nashville Tcun. D. H. Ledbetter, Agent. (Meeks’ Building,) Ovdavtowu., ... « G-»> Has just received a full line of FAMILY GROCERIES. Which are offered to the public at reasonable prices. Anything usually tieptiu a FIRST-CLASS GROCERY, canbe found in n*y Htore. Givo mo your patron age, and II will make satisfactory prlceB. I have nlso opened a magaificent Stock of Jewelry, consisting injpart of WATCHES, CLOCKS, GOLD & SILVER WARE. I Invite the attention of the public to the public te an inspection of those artlcloB. Everything warranted us rnprcBontcd. EEPAI MUST Or a proud position in English society; to which his old name, his great wealth and intrinsic worth so justly entitled him. Every one loved him, from his charger that, followed him like a dog, to the. young cornets who in their debts and difiloulties found in him a friend to sympathize and aid; elegant and fashionable as was Clarence Molyueux, never did he re fuse help to those he loved; and his good heart embraced the world—alas! he was soon to rush to his doom. Soon in thoughtless play, twist tho first gleaning silky threads of the fa tal cord which would cliug to him, fastened beyond hope of release as long as life shall last. Aid me. If tho truth were, always in our minds, or the future always plain before us, should we make the fifty false steps that the wisest amongst men, is cer tain to me, before half his sands are run. If they knew before night the sea foam would be whirling high and the curlews screaming in human fear, and the gay littlo boat lying keel upwards on the salt ocean surf, would tho pleasure party set out so fearlessly in lhe morning sunshine with ebampuigne flowing, bright eyes glancing, and joyous laughter ring ing over the golden sands^ind up to the fleecy heavens—Ahl no. Soon after Clarence Molyueux came to London he was the rage. His good looks, brilliant mental qual ities, his fascination of manner, made him the “star” of the season. He caressed, besieged, spoiled and flattered to an extent that would have turned any other man’s head, however it seemed to make no im pression on him—withal he was a dangerous man with ladies, he un derstood them so well, for in fencing, whether with the foils or the tongue, the great secret is to be cool, since in proportion to your tranquility, grows your opponents exasperation; a fa vorite maxim of our Adonis was al ways “look under woman’s words as under their veils, they mean words to embellish, as well as to hide.” fit was well known with all Moly- neux’s great popularity aud brilliant success he had never been really in love only a passing fancy with him occasionally. Well it was in the sec ond, may bo third Winter of his Lon don career he was found paying his most devoted attentions, his warmest court to Miss Lascelles, a cold bean* Of WATCHES, CLOCKS and JEWELRY, Promptly don# and GUARANTEED. Remember I tiful blonde whom the World BUSpeot- rrompi y LEDBETTER Agt. ’ • - - - • ■ ■» Meeks’ Building. * gentle as she appeared—every one marrtded, first at his bad tuole, sec ondly at her indifference, for indiffer ent she undoubtedly was; in this re spect, so different from all other la dies who were favored by this popu lar favorite. Some people ill nutur- edly said, he was attracted by her stupidity. That his own vitality was so intense, her torpidity seemed a welcome rest, n perfect repose; wliat he so longed for. Once ho was heard to say to a bosom friend—“what I want i3 a calm woman, a slow wo man, a majestic woman, one of those sparkling, vivacious, clmtt.y women would be tho death of mu.” llis friend responded: “Oli, Clarence you are destined from your very temperament to love, singularly an I wed strangely—how- over I do believe those culm majes tic statuesque’s do gut the best of it in the long run. Ladies wondered what’gentlemen could see in Miss Lascelles to rare over. It was her cold passionless white beauty. There is a royalty about beauty, leal beauty, that the world spiteful as it is, never fails to recognize. It is like the dia mond or talent, always commands a fine market price. Miss Cased lea was tho most perfect type of blonde beauty, cold as an ice-berg, statoly as a proud ship under full sail. You would be struck by her in a crowd of a thousand, as the fairest of all tho peerless beauties. She bad no gifts us a conversationalist, never exerted herself to please or amuse any ono, to all, old or young, handsome or ugly, rich or poor, high born or lowly, she was alike. 'She exhibited a profound indiffer ence, that made some equally indiff erent—disgusted others, and a ma jority it piqued, of the latter was Clarence Molyueux, always a pro found iidu-.ina of the bloiidu typo of beauty. His ‘eyes ivWd on Mica L. with more than ordinary admiration, but when hu found she treated him precisely a i she did the silliest pert- est set of the regiment, lie was dis agreeably astonished, his pride was touched. He was by no means used to be beaten, least of all by a woman in a game of hearts where he had over been only too successful. The. icy resistance she made, quickly transformed his passing admiration intojm exciting chase, which led him farther than he intended to go. Headstrong, reckless, unlucky fellow, it were easy to turn the west wind lrom its course as it sweeps wild and free over the sea and land, us by words of counsel, words of warning attempt to stem the self willed, head long current of a man’s love. How his friends grieved over his wild in fatuation, for they loved him well for his true nobility of soul. Half the so called unselfish one sided love in this world is pure obstinacy. It is amusing to hear people speak of uu tiring persevere nee, winning the heart even of the coldest, that no wo man loves who cannot be won over by the disinterested love of any man provided he holds on. Oftener than not the man holds on from spite and pique; determines the world and the women shall not laugh at him. Ten to one us she advances lie retreats; as she thaws he freezes, revenging him self for her indifference. A man wil 1 forgive you for break ing his heart, for blighting his name, for losing his money; but lor wound ing his vanity, never. ’ The spectacle of the grandest man, the most gallant soldier of her maj esty’s regiment, indeed the most pop ular man in London paying court, serious court to tho inspired icicle, tho solemn goddess Miss Lascelles filled all beholders with amazement. Some thought he was amusing him self; others that he was truly in earn est—was infatuated by her majestic cold loveliness. The ladies were be side themselves with envy and jeal ousy that a cold hearted, unlearned, indifferent woman should be loved by one of the noblest, most genial, sunny hearted, gifted, daring, dash ing soldiers, to say nothing of his bo- iug the “best parte,” the decided catch of the season. As to Miss Lacellea, the most con summate coquette living, could not have played her game better. To all appearances she had thoroughly mas tered the grand axioms of the most finished flirt: first, attract; then be- Lni cello’s ' the ’itch; then recede: keep cool; in her use coldness not acting, her nature was as frigid as the zones of Green land and Iceland. She was a mulish creature without one ray of imagi nation, or one artistic aspiration, or her heart had melted under a love so ardent, a wooing so charming an that, now hers. Time passed yi, six weeks—two months, nay throe, her .oddness did not thaw under his ecrtitr.iucd devo tion, nay he had not advanced ono inch, yet ho showed not the slightest inclination to abandon tho attack, but to hold tho fort until forced to capitulate or yield—lie allowed the most unfaltering deathless ardor in this “affair du cocar " The men quizzed him, his frienddeplored lus infatuation. The la nes, ah bless them spoiled him more compensate for Mi “froidcHr*’ Well one London world was electrified by the announcement of the engagement of Col. Molyueux and Mi s Luscdlee, and tlmt the marriage was to come > off very speedily. It w.i-3 a nine day wonder, we do not know which ex cited most astonishment, that h should have proposed ' or that, fill should have accepted him. Ilor coldness continued. u:>»i her utter in- dift’civnoecombined wiiji it, until two days before their engagement, some thing in the interim occurred to make her chungi her mind. What it was, no one could find out. They appeared everywhere aft au engaged couple. Now, thero was nothing to contrast in their behavior for he was as cold as she. Si range, was it not? People wondered it liis warm gener ous loving heart had become petri fied. The world predicted the en gagement would come to naught— there would be no marriage. The world was miaUkc.r., iu'uid come off. It Was n brilliant affair; pomp, show, pageantry, ringing of bells, the great church of St. Pauls wus t.mtcfully decorated witk^pure white lilies, white roses anagreen trailing leaves of water plants, under the floral bell u work of rare artistic loveliness stood by far the handsomest couple ever wedded in this venerable Uathfdral. Alter the touching aud beautiful mony was over, which for life hound these two, “husband and wife.” As they walked down the broad aisle, while from the grand organ pealed forth the wedding march* flooding tho edifice with melody, all exclaimed—how handsome the groom how perfectly lovely the fair bride. While the engagement lasts she is so switching, so charming, so tender of hn feelings, so oblivions of l.ie Mings, so lenient to his faults, is y if one dares to say anything unkind of him; pets his horse; thinks the scent of his cigar a de lightful aroma. Twelve months afterward, I mean after marriage, see her then, (unless she ho a veal good woman, and who can tell,) her liusband’s friends have the cold shoulder, the meanest din ner, miserable wine; and he, poor fellow, fifty curtain lectures per even ing; inviting his friends to his own house—and the hsbund wonders if thecross8 slattern who comes down lute lo a cold breakfast, can by any it v be identical with tho etnil- possi ing* winning, blue-eyed beauty who so politely poured out his coffee at a daylight breakfast at her father's homestead, when be was visiting her brother. Ti e maxim familiar to all young man is married who is marri ed,” seemed fully exemplified in CJlar- Alas, that one’s hands must be badly burned ore lie gets exporion Even the great Shakespeare took to wife an ignorant rosy-cheeked peas ant girl at eighteen. Poor, poor fel low, think of him, with all his gr im tired powers, struggling for utt a nee, the great wealth of poetry within him, tingling all his prosy hard life, with rose line and lily fra grance. Genius-giving power, with God-like vision, to see fairies ill tin dni i-.-s and cowslips, and know by intuition the voices in nature un heard by common ( ail und the fierce passions of kings—lhe ghniouf workings of the. stmt-'-jii! n; tho tierce scheme of 1 So v.vrid i m which lib social posiiion excluded him. CHAPTER II. Well, the handsome couple went over to Paris on a bridal tour, and there remained three mouths; then returned colder, more indifferent than ever. Evidently it wus a mu tual coldness. Some said they actu ally showed hatred for one another. Col. Molyueux seemed scarcely him self. His friends mourned this sad transformation of their bon. comrade, once so buoyant, so genial, now gloomy misanthropic. His uiifortu- tuuate marriage seemed to have aroused the very worst feelings of his nature. That we all have a dark and bright side to our character, none will deny. Under certain cir cumstances Clarence Molyueux ht have goue through life a noble, chivalric gentlemen, the soul of hon or, the pride of his sect aud a blessing to country. Wow the dark side was brought to light, and he wa3 a won der to himself. That he was utterly disappointed in his expectations of wedded happines, you had only to look in his lace once so bright; smile so winniug; look so fearless. There was a new look now in his face. One of defiance and distrust. Persuade a man against a marriage, you force him into it. No one should meddle with lovo affairs. The more undesi •able the connection, the more you interfere, the more surely will the subject” grow obstinate as a mule uuder the treatment. Try to injure a lady with any gentleman over whom she has cast “the glamou,” and out of sheer spite, a sort of wrong headed, wrong hearted chival ry, he ’will swear she is divine, and act upon it, too. There is a singular magic in that gold circlet badge of servitude, which changes the sweetest, gentlest, ten- dereBfc betrothed into a domestic fiond. Jlc.v -/mriouK hih.'kc.speare, with his divine sonlund Cod-like.inspira tions—oh how he must have yearned for a',;kindred spirit-—he whose, soul was filled with passionate ideals. Juliet, Portia, Ufti'inione aud Ophe lia. To know and l’eel his wife felt nono of those things; was incapable of appreciating the God-like genius. Wlule lie, wutchiug the stars shoot from their spberesjsiie, the wileoi bis young manhood, culled him a moon k fool, and to come in and mind the baby while she cooked his supper. While he was weaving glorious 'houghts that would dazzle a world, and to which they reverently list n lay, tlmt inappreciutive wife of bis would snub him, cross him; tell him that his boy and girl needed shoes uml stockings, and she wished she had married the rich mill owner. Well do all young married men know “a fellow feeling was strong in bis heart” for them when be uttered that memorable seuWnce ol h young man married is a man that is married. Oh it is a dreadful lute to get in the matrimonial maelstrom too soon. “Ladies,” says a “are the exact antipodes of olives; the one begins with salt, but leaves U3 blessed with a delightful rose aroma. The other is nectar to com mence with, but turns to gall.” Poor Clarence, some blamed bin or his gold ness and utter indiffer ence to his peerlessly beautiful wife. But a few in this case knew he had abundant reason or excuse for his conduct. She bad never loved him —never intended to accept his offer, for she loved with all the devotion her cold soul was capable of, a young- man poor as herself, consequently not acceptable to her parents. Oh, the power of money 1 It is to English parents what glory was to the ancicut Romans, or now is to French. Only have plenty of money and all the world will offer you the greatest dinners; mamas their most beautiful daughters; be able to dine eu prince at home and you will bo invited out every day in the year. But to Mrs. Molyneux, she was true to her lover—when suddenly she learned he was faithless to her; hud married a great heiress. She did not faint or weep—turned a shade whiter —and in less than six hours accepted Col. Molyneux. Was his promised wile alter months of bare toleration ol his attentions. Only a sense of hon or made him marry her, for she bo- came distasteful to him ere he bad I been engaged a week to her. He hence the coldness so commented on by the world in lhe days of their en gagement. When they bad been married about c or eight, months Col. Molyueux opened, accidentally, a letter address ed to liis wife. Its contents were 8Uoh ns made him search her portfo lio for others in the same Land-wri ting. lie found out lie bad been profoundly hood winked; deceived by tho handsome block of ice he had made his wife—duly aet forth in black and white, ho found out she had loved truly but not wise or well, another man. flow that want of money on both sides had been the barrier in the way of their union. And bis, the lover’s marrying a rich woman, was the occasion of his being; accepted as a husband. Further more he discovered she still pussiou- atoly loved this wedded lover. Nay, Abe had repouted ly seen him since her marriage, and was soon to meet him again. She, sluggish as she seemed, wus perfectly reckless in this her on ly love. Very little was wanting in her part to establish a (act that would have freed him by law. Nev er was the subject mentioned between them She missed her letters. Drew her own conclusion. Took excellent care to b ‘ very cautions aud circum spect. So much so her greatest ene my could not find u single stone to throw at her. Molyneux felt himself ill lined. Men always do when they find a wo man has not brought the triple (low er of innocence, beauty and goodness to meet the dry husks lie is gracious ly pleased to provide. Aud it' be bad liked her, little before now, he posi tively loathed her, and with his characteristic promptness and reck lessness, made up hid mind, ns she gave him no redress, be would .com pel her to make it on her own ac count, for free of her he determined ho would be, and ordered his con duct (to the world) to be such a ushion as no woman of pride or self respect would live under his oof another day. Oh to record this of one whose fe had hitherto been so stainless, so ihivalrous, so noble. His wife’s family were furious, her friends prodigal with pity. Siie, her- If, uttered no word of complaint; appeared faultlessly attired, us usual, with perfect ease and unconcerned, behaved, in short, with such perfect propriety that by those who did not know her, she was regarded us model of wifely propriety, long suffering and forbearing, while those who knew her, for what she was, specula ted what her tactics would be. fflie world called her a stupid wo rn. The world was mistaken. She was a very clever woman. She had made herself thoroughly acquainted with tiie law of divorce, aud knew the remedies of husbands and wives were by no means similar. Could her husband have proved her mis conduct, he at once could have ob tained a divorce. Wore she to pro ceed against him, she could only ob tain a judicial separation, under which she would not be free t6 mar ry again, and this, by no means, would have served her ends. So she stooped so lo rituUd us h< in his house phere l • object- would But lie n«v«r it, inteiifidv ir- lie wan it her remaining .) ami tainting its Rtmos- lur loathsome presence. Foiled in this Mrs. Molyneux quietly sat down and waited for him openly to desert her. Just lit tin’s juncture the wife v f tlie man site loved died, leavi g him rich and fre . A . ur.d r that . ’ ar ia n ill co, sign. \V the most Made the gnawed at her vi hilly, but she i calm, cold., indilnprenJ; r friends as usual; went lo the opera—every where—u spotloss English matrou. most polite r spouses when her.hus band wus enquired for, by the world, with incomparable suavity and un concern; in short, Mrs. Molyneux win the wonder of onr-half the Lon* i!on wo 1 Id, while her husband WttS the scandal of the other. I’oor Clarence was a sad Boapo grace iu those thus. The good groaned, turned their eyes to Heaven and devoutly paused by the other side, while many a good Samaritan, tho fair oner, were willing to extend • l>eu human kindiu* Heart sick, that t man should occupy his name, receive hi too hard for man t.i out liis commission wretched \vo- is house, bear ’rienda became •ar, so. he sold d left London \ dingly busy —dame rumor asserting his exemplary wife. After bearing insult, beyond measure with Christian fortitude, was desert •!. That her husband did not Dave alone, but was accompanied by one young lovely as a painter’s ideal—but no one could lmve sworn whether ho was so accompanied or not, certain no one saw them, while his spotlr-.is \Jile Bpuke ‘dim evi.Yy where. “If my Iri iband baa wronged any urn? ho is too noble hearted not to repair the wrong by marrying the wr need,” so sooti as be legally can, cloaking' a deep motive in such assertions. When Mrs. Molyneux found her- a.-If deserted by her husband, she re turned to her mother’d home, and there dwelt in the sight of tho world, lived a modest,Virtuous life, resigned to all God’s afflictions; her every ac tion, subject to the most rigid scru- iny, until such a tirflc ns tho case Molyueux vs Molyueux should be decided. Well, at lust the gained, and in the world, she ia spoiled* or blemish, her repul as the lily, pure as none point—nay dare huger of calumny. Very crowded was St. Pauls the first sabbath, the beautiful divorced appeared—she was the cynosure of all eye?—cold, chaste, pure us the snow-drops on her ex quisite white bonnet, which rested on her beautiful blonde haif. Well she bore the scrutiny. The gentlemen said; “how gloriously beautiful i:- our ice queen,” she ought not to he so severely censured, for she always showed Molyneux she did not lore him. | The ladies ah they said one whose divor Was i of the bout flaw un .'iiVlied point the watched and waited, aud bided her tastes was so exquisite in dress ime with a cat-like persistence and patience that must have nearly driv en him wild. He felt in those days that our divorce laws were very in sufficient. Oh, it was terrible for him to feel and know that he had lettered him self by u tie that would draw him down, crush out all his hopes, chain down liis life, foster hia very heart strings. There at Ilia hearth mus sit the embodied cure. There in his liome must it remain until God re leased him. Oh, that some unions are legal is a disgrace. At the same time, divorce seems of all the niceties of legislation, the most ticklish and unsatisfactory to adjust. If the door in divorce were shut, there is un evil bearable; and if you opeu it too wide, more harm may acorns. Clarence was like the caged eagle. And like the eagle debarred from sunlight, will find some road to life, light and liberty, or die beating hia wings in helpless effort. It was Buid Mrs. Molyneux did her beBt to get her husband to strike her by provoking him beyond endurance. dearly then. Wa» diBonchunted, | that she might establish the ohargs should have shown it in not going out the very first sabbath she was free. Who, mama asked a bright eyed little girl, ig that cold white beautiful rnoman. That is Mrs. Molyneux, my child, she is a cold hearted woman, ofccupy.iug the un enviable positiou of being neither- wife, maid or widow. She, Mrs. Mol yneux, figured for one or two years, one of the queens of society, not loved—admired by some, for her cold beauty. Then sho wedded Mr. T)e Signc whom she had loved from her early girlhood, rumor suys, they are very happy. And where is Olar- enco Molyneux? The saddest stories are summed up in the fewest words: he is a wanderer in far off lands, lead ing en aimless life, ambition dead, a hopeless future. Ool. Molyneux, said an English lady of rank, why his di vorce will not make the difference of a rush to him, he will be eagerly welcomed to our very best society, and free to choose a wife from our proudest families,' but he never did. ono little experience marred a noble life, and made him an exiled misan thropic man.. JM.HV