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The Cedartown Express. By Jno. W. Radley. Offioial Organ of Polk and" Haralson Counties. 1 VOLUME IV. CEDARTOWN, GA., THURSDAY, JUNE G, 1878. Subscription $2 Per Annum. NUMBER 30. "T. ~ - FROFBSOIOSAL jj-jilnodk mdbridk, " attorney at law, BtidliAWAH, oa. fiT Will, lirectke in *11 the Ooarti of Die Home C.ranknnrtMfoinld^cWwtlse. »*y **-?»-tf i*A. SLahc*. no. n. sir*. ijt.AWdtt ft KINO RTTORfrEYB AT LAW, OtnARTOWK, OA. rngmktmitomp AU Nw o.»n. or in, non. VHlt.'t* 11* nqmi tetri of llu IUU. mil In ItM V. S. Mririto tetri Mr to* R.nh.r* Illitrla oiq«y,i*.i:<n.ii.ieT.. MH,m J. W. HARRIS, Jn UlliMlll it HARRIS. iljfORNEYS AT LAW, CARTERS VILLE, OA. iTOinoisi Mnti sirwt, ml Iwrlootl- •Mh * tea. Mr. Milner will attend the Sapertor Court of Pelk coanty rtgatarly. Mareii *. irrr-tr ^ILLIAM M. SPARKS, Attohwxy ft Counsellor at Law, CEDARTOWN, OA. 1ST Will practice la all tHe coarta of the Rome Mrealt and adjeinlug ceantiee. aovll, 1874 W, It. STRANGE, N. P. A Ki. Off. J. V. BT Oolleotione solicited, »nil ■one, paid oear punctually. U8. D. BHLOW, J. P. CEDARTOWN, OA. ■JR- Office at the Court Houar. All business entrusted in hie hand* 'ill receiee prompt I March 9,1876-8m I: New uit, Hew Reetoredl tdlUOQ Of Da. aowub • wmn.mJM »n the .......il care (wltboat medicine) of Sper- par eemlnal weakaeee, lnvolontary ecu- i, laMoieacy, inenUl and pbyelcal Incn- frtfliiimtt to marriage, etc.; alao, con do*, epllopej and flu, Induced by eelMndul- - ** - , '3 , emSope, eolr ala eeata. >r, In tWa admirable Roeay. Tom a thirty yearn’ eacceea- ^SaSl»iaiyTrJ5"SM^daI^ J \ no matter wlmtblacout^oujm^bw, may pontti aaideraipa rT "-’ Santander teal,... r ., ttfeae, poet peld, on micfpt of «ix cenla or two'poe- Ufe etaiuue. Addree* the Pnbllahe«e, ^ ^Flfi CUI.VKRWKLL MEDICAL GO. 41 Ann 8t., New York; Poet OMco Box, 4M6. apr. 11, ly ESTABLISHED IN 1850. MoCLURE’S Temple of Music. W, HOLESALR and Retail Atfen- «y far the Renowned Plane Make re, STEINWAY, KNABE, DUNHAM, BACON & Karr end j. & c. fisher. tel.bntod Orna of MASON M HAMLIN, Bur dett. New England Organ Co., aud Q A Prince «fc Co.'a MuatcPablUhera, Oliver Dltaon, Wm. A Pond A Co., Smith * Co., F A Merth k Co. BEST GUITARS.^ 8 ™'"" ,nd Alao fall line of Small Mneleal Goode, Strlnn, etc. T he proprietor reepwctltally announces to the ell- Irena ot Cadartown and vicinity, that hie ffcclll- ilea enable him to offer extra Inducement* to pnr- ehaaere of Mneleal Goode, guaranteeing everything represented by him to give entire eetleWctloi,. Oorreepotldence #oll c lto<L^CatAlojjUc^niaHed free W, Colon Street, Nashville Ten*. JkmlTlv I). H. Ledbetter, Agent. • (Meeks’ Building,) Wrlttoa Ibt Tai Ran POO LILIES. BT MISS M. 1. BARTLBTT. A soft blue sky slint in by tree, in *11 the freih green of early summer, * green ,een »t no other season and nowhere save in the foliage, and as a crowning glory to this hit of nature, the waters of the lake plashing with musical ripple surrounded banks of wild ftowerB, and as if it were de signed for a lake of flowers, the wa ters were ooncealed in several places hr the Americun queen of water plante, the pond lily. As a high priestess among flowers .. itheringin its white and golden dlialioe tire perfume offerings of all its sisters wherewith to enchant the weary spirit, and the fresh and vig orous, also, into the belief that the Land of the Lotos Eaters was his, this queen of the lake rested upon the water*. But the flower had a formidable rival in the person of a von ng girl seeking to vanquish the lake queen, and mar her home in triumph, amt so thought 3uy De Conroy us iris bout rounded a point in the lake, nnd the picture of Lucille Winthrop sa luted hlaeyes. One small hand grasped a willow twig while the other held a long stick with which she wae vninlv en deavoring to entrap the water lilies whioh were too far out to be secured aa yet. For two or three minntea Guy let hit boat float laaily onward, and then quickly plying Itis oars until he reached the snore near her, lie se- onred his boat and approached her. Lucille was so busily occupied that •he did not note hie approach until the raatla of hie steps through the tangled undergrowth betrayed his presence, and then with a quick movement and an unnsuully grace ful one for a girl at the critical peri od denominated “the ugly age,” she stood erect and looked at the inter loper with a half haughty, half In quiring expression, as a yon ng sov ereign might regard an intruder in her court room, if he were young and handsome. With th<e French grece, inherited from a long line of ancestors, Guy bowed low and said, “Pardon me if I have disturbed you mademoiselle, but I saw your vain attempts to pro cure the lilies, and us I love them as well as you can, I know the depriva tion will be great if you fail to secure any. Will you permit me to assist yen? But pardon, I am fargetting that you do not know me. I am Uuy shows, “it is you who offer the em barrassment of riches now.” “Thanks, sir knight,” said Lucille as she lightly stepped into the boat, "we are quits theu." “By no means, for did yon not say “Thanks” thie minute. I cry your mercy, fair Indy, you overwhelm me” and thus they Bet forth on the lily quest, lightly talking ns people of their age generally do. Yet under neath it all there weredeeper thoughts and more earnestness than a casual observer would have given them credit for. These young people hud both been trained to think, and they were not aa trifling us people of their age often are. Yet their habit of thinking on ly imparted a richer glow and flavor to the wine in lire’s goblet; it did not rciidor it bitter. Smile not ve who are wise in the wisdom of this world at the thoughts of childhood and youth. “The thoughts of youth are long, long thoughts,” uml the f'.r-seeing parents of this nineteenth century ore just beginning to conclude that the puet spoke truly. Before the boat had returned to shore, two ladies appeared on the hanks of the lake. They were very d (Tbrent, yet equally altrnetive. The taller one had glorious dark eyes and from her flnely shaped brow a mass of raven hair was brushed haok. A olear olive skin whioh possessed at times a rare carnation bloom, a sl.n der figure rendered peouliarly grace ful by a alight backward away, and exquieitely shaped hands and feet combined to make a masterpiece of nature. Iter companion was shorter, aud walked with her hand laid lightly on the former lady’s arm. With equal f ;racs, she was lest striking, hut not ess beautiful. Her skin was unu sually fair with no vestige or color except in the beuutifully formed lips. Her prolile was rarely classic, her hair like golden olottds, but the eyes Were a surprise, for instead of being blue, as one might have expected, thee were gnldeu-hqed brown, deep and clear and tranquil. Towards both of these beautiful women oue’e first impulse would have been to suy “Your Majesty,” the next impulse would have been to suy “Mother.” Both were clad in black, but the taller lady wore a light crimson mantle oterher IipikI, while the tress- es ol the other were half concealed under one of gray-blue, As they caught sight of the bout, the occupants of the little barque De Courcy. May I have thofpUai- caught sight of them, ami the excla- lire of knowing your name, made* mation^Mama simultaneously cairn Hm Just received/ fall line of FAMILY GROCERIES. vtl.k M .e>»li to to. p.btk.l rto.vn.ble price*. AbtU.bc bbBilly kept Ip a FIRST-CLASS GROCERY, 1 katoetoe ppto»* a tobtaiseaat 8took of Jewelry, I IPlIUtae la.'pait o< WATCHES, CLOCKS, GOLD 4SILVER WARE. Itpvttotoa aMaattoatotkapaklkwlka pablle to aa 11 Ml Mill to Mato antoitoftoMtopimn. REfAIRI^G •Of WA DEB and JBWBLRY, >■ .wj* am mf onaBAimup, lb* )M» ». ■. LBDBMTTMR Maaka’ Building. Jaa-MT t ... moiselle?” A faintcolor mounted to theyouug girl’s chaek, and a smile played on her lips, as hie finished his nddress. “I am Luoille Wiuthrop,” she re plied, and I havn often heard my mother speak of Madame DeOourcy as her dearest friend, and only yes terday sne said she was rery glad to hear that she win coming back here, for she said it was several years since she had seen her. As our mothers are friends wo must be friends too I suppose. Therefore I will pardon yonr “disturbing me" as yon say, and accept yonr offer of assistance for I do want the lilies.” “Let me have your stick and 1 will try,” answered Guv, “I am de lighted to hear of our mothers’ friend ship, and I trust I can presume upon it sufficiently to be admitted to the number known as your irii-nd. But now to the point in questiou, which is these lilies.” Guy’s efforts, however, proved aB (ruitlesa as Lucille’s, but it was only after thrice narrowly escaping a sum mary bath that he deeisti-d. “It ie no matter,” said Luoille, “I am very much obliged to you for try ing. You bare rieked more than you ought to get then now.” Ouy slightly shrugged hie shoul der* aa be said smilingly, “there wae no riek worth mentioning’ Mies Win throp, even if 1 hod obtained a cold bath, I should have been in no dan ger, for I am almost os much at home in the water at on the land, and bv what I saw • short time ago, I should ‘ iidge you rieked quite as mtioh as I are without, I dare say, having any •eoority.” “You are mietaken,” laughed Lu oille, “If I am a girl I know how to •wim and like you I thought tha lil ies were worth the risk. But I am vMqniebod and I mast go home or moms will be anxious.” “Stay Min Wiuthrop,” exclaimed Guy. “If you will trust yourself in my boat, and I think I may esy without vanity I know how to man age it perleotly, I can row you out in a very few minutee, and yon oan get the boat fall if yon deeire.” “0 how like a man that ie,” again laughed Luoille, ‘*it is either nothing at all, or a veritable embarrassment of riches with them. Bnt I dearly love the water, and I will accept yonr offer and thank yon a thousand times.” “One word of thanke from yon would reward me for a lifetime,” an swered Gny with a grace whioh an Crtine from the lips of the youthful pair. Then they silently surveyed the two bountiful women and Lucille softly said, “I think we ought to be proud of our mother,” and a flush of intelli gence from Guy's dark eyes confirm ed her statement. Meanwhile the ladies were equally charmed by the picture tdeir chil dren made. The sea green barque was filled with snowy lilies, and the dark green boating dress of Guy and Lucille’s soft pink robe formed a framework for them. Lucille was a reproduction of her mother, and Guy was like his with a difference. There was the same col oring but the eye was deeper set, the mouth thinner and firmer, and there was a look of power upon the brow which promised much for the future. A brilliaut smile illumined Mad ame De Gourcy’s face as she looked upon the children, and turning to Mrs. Winthrop she said, “see Luoille our children are friends alreudv.” “Let us hope their friendship will remain throughout yeura as that of their mother’s has Louise,” replied Mrs. Winthrop, “we oan wish theui no more precious gift. May it be as pure as are the lilies that surround them.” The boat then reached the shore, and the landing of the youthful voy agers with their flowery treasures broke of the conversation. But the sail among the lilies was often re peated after that, and when Autumn and Winter came the pleasures of each season they enjoyed together. Together they roamed in the woods in search of the bright leaves, and nuts, together they skated many an hour on their beloved Take. Their mothers were delighted to see their friendship for Guy had no sister ami Lucille’s only brother was pursniag his studies in England. He hod been her constant companion up to the time of his departure and she had missed him so much that hsr mathei was becoming anxious when Guy appeared upon the scene, and createu a wholesome diversion. Thus they spent the happy seasons for two years, and then there came some fretwork in thb smooth golden obain. The season was again Summer, and they were once more on a lily quest The boat had been loadeil and they were floating idly on the blue water when Lucille said, “Guy don’t you wish snoh days as these could last forever? 1 always think American boy •/ sixteen seldom of Tennyson’s Land of the Lotos Eaters when I come hero in the Sum mer. No matter what hour of the day I come it always, seems a “laud where it is always afternoon” here. “But there is no Kdon without la bor now Luoille,” answered Ouy,” if earth’s progress would go onward while we spent our elysian days, I would say “yes” with all my heart, but it would cease to be Elysium were onr days always to drop like golden threads. But I ain not in sensible to the charm* yon speak or, for the spell always comes upon me when I am on this fcily Lake.” “You are right, Guy, considering the times in wnioh we live,” replied Luoille, “and yet if men were whnt they ought to be, the pnlae of life would never beat iwatlodsly. Don’t you think when the mil lent um comes, men will find their work Elysium, as God made it in the gardep ot Eden, and that they will nave risks like that God had that fir*t Sabbath of the world? Their work will be such joy to them that it will rest them to think ol it iustead of filling them with care. And Guy,don’t you think even now there are some people whose work is to gather water lilies and live upon their perfume all tliwir lives?” But they have to work for them even then, Lucille,’’ said Guy, with a brilliant but halt sad smile, as I think you exemplified this first time I saw you. You did not appear to think gathering lilies was easy then.” LuCille’s golden laughter rang out upon the air before line said, “but I got them at last, and it was not un pleasant labor; besides I wanted them so much, that I forgot in my posses sion of them my lahors to secure them. “And it is so with everything that we strongly desire,” fluid Guy, “wi» forget our labors in the joy of pos session.” “But,” and his voice grew softer, “I hope you may never know heavier labors than gathering water lilies, Lucille, und I wish 1 could be always by to help you gather those.” Htruck by his manner, Lucille lilt ed her golden brown eyes to his face, and after closely examining him said, “What do you mean, Guy? you speak as ii gUl* Elyaiau days must end forever.” They must end iWM time at least, Luoille,” answered Guy, “I shall leave for Europe to pursue my stud ies; in fact, this is olir last anil on the lake.” A inist shone in Lucille’s eyes ns looking up to him she said, “0 Guy, I wish I had known it sooner, but,' and she forced a smile, “you will not be absolutely cut off from me. In these days ol universal knowledge people can write, and in a year two mama und I are going to Europe* and 1 shall hope to see you a grave schcdar then, but Guy, you will not forget your Elysian hours and the lilies, I hope.” “No, never, Luoille. I always as sociate you with these lilies, and Lily Lake is too beautiful to be light ly forgotten when two care free spir its as yours and mine huve been, have lightly rowed ever its waters.” “Guy,” said Lucille, you say you associate me with lilies; I always think of you when I look at them I remember there isu lily upon your cout-of-arms, aud you once said tlier was a legend connected with ir. Will you tell it to me now so that we may add one more link to our ohuin ot memories of Lily Lake v ” “It hus been for centuries the coat of arms of our house,” said Guy. Tradition says that in the time of King Arthur, and his knights of the Round Table, in France there lived a knight bearing the same name I have, Guy DeOourcy. He was tli Sir Gallahad of France, and like him went in quest of the Holy Grail. One night at midnight he was praying in a ruined abbey when the sacred Grail appeared to him, and above it was a lily of white fire. A heavenly voice told him to take (he lily and wear it uext his heart. He diu so, aud the next night lie stood by the waters of a lake, und from them came an arm with a sword, banner and shield, bearing a lilly blazoned upon them. The same voice told him to take them and be staiuless and pure, aud his family should prosper. Ever since it has been the emblem of our house, and the knights of DeOourcy have endeavored to live worthy of it. My grandfather was a French no bleman, aud iu the dark days of the Revolution he was obliged to fly from his native land, but heaid not go un til his sovereigns had perished and he had ascertained his fidelity would cost him his life. By a miracle he and his family es caped, and ever since they have resi ded in this country, but I cannot help having a faith in the old tradi tion, and I have a shadowy belief that our familly will yet be reinstated in their own beautiful France. The tradition of our property, neverthe less, holds good, for our dark days in this oounty hava been very few.” “01 Guy, how beautiful,” exclaim ed Lucille, “I should think yon would love lilies, and I shall love them yet more after this. Thanks for telling me.” “I am rewarded ff it has given you pleasure,” said Guy smiling. “But Luoille, even best tilings must come to an end, and our last sail on Lily Lake must ho ended now.” Three years rolled away, and du ring thut time Guy and Lucille were still apart. They wrote frequently, but Lucille missed her “other broth- os she called him, sadly. At the end of that tune Lucille and her mother found themselves in “Merric England,” and once more had the joy of seeing the long absent son and brother. They were soon established in good apartments in London, where where they purposed to remain some for Mr. Winthrop had been Minis ter to England for years before liifl death, and Ii is lady was well known iu tlio high-born circles ol London society. They went through the height ol u London season. Luoille was pre sented at court and her benutiy com manded universal admiration, hut she was unspoiluhle, and preserved all t ie charming unworldliness of the youthful girl on the banks of Lily Luke. “Luoille,” said her brother one day, I scarcely see you. As for having any pleasure in your company is con- d, you aud 1 might as well he separated by the Atlantic which roll ed between us so lung. Do be gra cious now, and grant me an evening at home soon and let me bring Gunter bury with me. If he had been in his usual health you would probably have n.ethim before this, but he is quite well now and is very desirous to see tlio mother und sister of whom lie has beard eo much. You know we are both fellows at Oumbridgc now, and are not quite as closely confined as we have been. Now li your friend Guy DeOourcy could only run over from his seat of learn ing at Paris, wouldn’t you liavo a splendid trio to entertain? “You know, my dear brother,” re plied Lucille, “1 have been longing for out* of our home evenings, and actually Thursday mama and I are disengaged. Gome and dine with us atul bring Lord Canterbury, for ma ma, us well as myself, is desirous to cue your dearest friend. Mama is not in just now, but I know she will be driigkteu to have your coinpauja for she was saying this morning she wanted to seu you und your friend in our own castle. 1 sincerely wish Gnv could he here, hut perhaps three such brilliant young gentlemen would be a monopoly in one house. Be sine to eouie imw. “Certainly, but I must go now, sister dear. A n revoir.” Lord Canterbury was as Lucille termed him, her broihei^s “dearest friend.” An irresistnble sympathy from the first hour they met had hound the son of the English peer and the American student in one of those friendships which are proverbi al. Together they had passed hours of study; together they had roamed over the continent in vacations. The Winthrops were the Ameri can brunch of the family, and this fact united them still more closely, or rather it would have proved n stronger bond of union, if anything could have iutensitied the friendship. The only sou of the Marquis of Erl- ington, lie was a perfect specimen ol a young English peer. Tall and graceful, with the dark blue eyes and golden brown hair that had been the family inheritance for generations. Lord Canterbury added to his per sonal attractions the graces of a highborn gentleman. lie charmed Lucille and her moth er at first sight, and as time passed on the far-seeing, tender mother dis covered that her daughter’s regard for the friend of her brother was very different from the trank sisterly regard lor Guy DeOourcy, and her geiiwrous heart sorrowed for him, for she knew his love for Lucille was not that of a brother, and her friend’s son was very dear to her. Yet she could not feci dissatisfied with the course events were taking; and her son rejoiced with all his heart, for as liesHid, his sisler would have graced a throne, and lie could say of Can terbury what he could say of none other, thut he was worthy of her. In due time he had the delight of saluting his sister as Lady Canter bury. Meanwhile Guy DeOourcy wus pursuing his quiet student’s life at Paris, but lie wrote Lucille that his shadowy belief in the tradition of his house was possibly to be re alized; there was a hope that lm would be reinstated in the ancient possessions und titles of his family. But when he received the intelligence of Lucille’s engagement his heart gave a bitter cry, and life to him lost its brightness, bnt he was too noble liearted to hate his successful rival, or to wish Lucille anything but hap piness. Seven years passed bringing with them many changes. Lord Erling- ton had disd und Lucille, now Lady Erlington, had seen her brave young husband, also, gathered to hie fathers. Her married life had been without a shadow. In the love of each other she and Lord Canterbury had spent four golden years, and then their joy was enhanced by the birth of a eon and heir to the ancient niarqnieate of Kr iugton, a id three years after the peerless futher left them to a Tile long mourning. After the conventional time of mourning had expired, Lucille still mingled with the gay world at inter vals, she knew such was her hus band’d wish, i hough her greatest pleasure wm found in superintend ing her hoy’s education and i i teach ing him to walk in his father’s foot steps. Some of her time was spent at her magnificent English estates and some upon the continent. Her mother was much with her, and the venerable Marchioness-of Ellington treated her as her own daughter. “You know,” she said to her hiotli-' ere, “Phillip’s life and mine were like the odor of blue violets, which some cannot perceive, but those that can, it is a gift lor a lifetime, und pervades -verything. b i no matter where I am the perfume ol our life enfolds lik - iocen-c. ’ During one of lu r sojourns in Par is, when young Lord Erlington was aboui- eight years old, she was invi ted to a grand hull ao the Hotel l.)e- Courey. .She had long known that Guy’s iielit i had beconi • a realization and that he was the aid-s .Minister to the French Empire. Tno world said the brilliant Min ister was wrapped in the cares of state, and was indifferent to domestic ties. His devotion to Ins mother, and his uhiv.line couriesy to women in general, were proverbial, Imt, no love-light had ever gleamed in the dark eye; the silver eloquence of Ins voice had never fcoKeind under the influence ol love’s magic spell. The famous Minister was us one clad ill armor impervious to the shafts shot, train Cupid’s how. It wus the first time Lucille hvd seen him since her widow mod, and she found it difficult to realize that she and this world famed politician Imd ever rowed on Lily Luke to ob tain 118 while and golden treasures. The yeurs iiud dealt kindly with them both, aud they were now in their glorious prime. Both were graver than of old, but it was a grand gravity of added years of experience which gives heart treasures so rich that ii can hardly sadden one to per ceive it. They hull learned the “joy qf grief” which all noble hearts know sooner or later. Many brilliaut. beautiful women of every country were there, but Lu cille, iu copipanson with them wus a planet to a star of the sixth magni tude, and he wus the Marquis De- Co uroy; one could say no more. In the course ol the evening the Minister wandered into a small bou doir known aa the Lily Hoorn. The floor was mosaic, the color being the indescribable shade known as moon- on-the-luke, and it was variegated with mosaic water lilies. Ju the midst of the room was mi exquisite lily shaped fountain, and upon its waters rested the same peerless flow er, and rare vases were dispersed through the room tilled with the lovely water plant. Tlio chandelier was of lily forum, and was turned low, giving a moon light effect in comparison with the brilliance of the other rooms. By the lountuin’s side stood a woman in snowy robes, embroidered with gold, and her golden brown eyes were fixed upon the blossoms w(iicli her slender hand caressed, while a smile of memory lighted the beautiful face. The face of Guy Marquis D Conr oy shone with u wonderful tender ness, for he knew the proud, beauti ful woman by the fountain his equal iu rank, whose beauty, grace and goodness were the womlerol Europe, was the queen of Lilly Lake, Lu cille. For several minutes he stood feast ing Ins eyes upon her without being perceived j but finally Lucille raised her hetul and a gladness leaped ity iu her eyes. “Guy,” “Lucille,” were the only words that escaped their lips as they s . od with clasped hands by the lily fountain, and th n old memories be came the theme of conversation. It was their first meeting that sea son but it wus not the last, and some months from that time, in the Lily room Guy De Conroy asked Lucille Erlington to be his wife. The eyes of the beau.ifnl woman looked into his with an expression of pity almost divine, yet a drawn sword could not have pierced him more surc-ly than did that look. “Guy Di Courcy” said she slowly, and her words dropped like the show er of a golden cascade over murble rocks, “I love you ss I have always loved you with a sincere sisterly luVe but the glory of my heart, the love of my lileiiuie lies in tho grave of my husband. 1 can be no one’s wife, I will not say forget me, but remember uie only as the little Lucille you knew years ago.” Not a muscle of the great Minis ter’s f.ice moved, but he stood pale as a marble statue while he said, “Lu cille you say you love me with u sis ter’s love. Give me that aud 1 will ask no more. Be my wife and still Lord Erhagton’s widow. I only de sire to see you in my home, only to have the privilege of brightening your life if it be ever so little. Be^ lieve me, this alone wifi make in* h«ppy- M £ ••You are very g.-nerotrs Gny, softly said Lid v Erlmgti n. “but rt cannot be; you would not he huppj without your wife’s whole hi-aft. itnd you d*‘Serve a woman’s worshiping l.ivi». Ask it not of one whoau heart lives fi r the doqd alone.” “Lucille, you cannot s.»v you have no love for Guy 1Y Cuuey. I ask no one iota of the love you give fo the noble dead, f• • r myself, but. be cause one cannot inhale thfc perfume of the lily, is thut any reason wiij lie should despis • that ol the licari*- ease, am! heartsi-asc wonderlnl'y brightens a man’s Itfe. Ho does hot forget the lilus, but he is completely 7slied with iho heartsease. Yt > you may icinrmhcr 1 wished. to help yon gather the lilies but other hands than mine, and rare knightly hands they were, have assisted you in tho sweet labor, and now 1 ask that von will permit me to help you gather heart sea-c.” A .oft light illumined every fea ture of Lucilie’s peerless face. “Guy,” sliesuid, ‘ if ymi sp *»k sophistry it is very sweet. If yon desire heartsease, 1 will help you gat In r I hem.” Some months later there was a yr.iinl wedding of Guv Marquis He Conroy and Luoille, Marchioness *.f Erlington, and as years passed on Lucille did not fail to fulfil her prom ise to give Guy heartsease nor r. gr. t that s'ie Imd given it, but several limes .n the coime of every year, a queenly woman stood by a magnifi cent monument in Erlington church and im •me i lor dead, aud oft. n the prince.y fi rm of Guy Do Courcy ttood by her and bis wUulo heart sympathized with litr grief, but ever us she looked up m her child, the im age of his sleeping father, the glad ivjoicing look of her youthful love visited her face, and she thanked God for her lily and her ln*arteeua<. Man's Aye. Few men die of age. Almost all die qf disappointment, passion, men tal or bodily toil, or accident. Tho passions kill nion sometimss, eVcti suddenly. The common expression, cij.Hked with passion lias little exag geration in ii; fur own though not sudd-nly tala', strong passion 1 shor ten life. Biro ng-homed men oiieu die young—weak men live longer than the strong, lor the strong use their strength and tho weak have none to use. The latter take cure of themselves, the former do not. As it is with Hie body, bo it. is with mind and temper. The strong are apt to bleak, or, like the candle to run; the weak to bum out. Tlio inferior ani mals which live, in general, regular, tempe.ate live, in general, regular and temperate lives, have generally ilieir prescribed term of years. The horse lives twenlylivc years; tlio ox fifteen or twenty; the lion about twenty; ilie- dog teii or twelve; tl.e labhit eight; the guinea-pig six or seven years. These numbers all b- r a siiniiiur proportion to the time tho uninmls take to grow to its full size. But. man, of the animals, is one than seldom comes up to this average. IIa ought to live a hundred years, accor ding to this physiological law, for live times twenty are one hundred; but instead of that, he]scuicely reai h r, average, four times' his grow ing period; the cat six tunes; und the ubbii even eight times the standard of measurement. The reason is ob- tnan is not only most irregu lar and tha most intemperate, but tlio most laborious ami hard-worked of all animals. lie is also the most irritable of all auimuL; and there is no reason to believe, though we can not tell what an uuimul secretely feels that more iliun any other ani mal man cherishes wrath to kcip it warm, and consumes hi nisei I wu.li the fire of his own secret, lvfiec ions. Next Town Ahead where they loan you n dol lar and chalk it down till to-mor row, for a bolt L of Mkuuell’b Hum- tin b for the Liver. The enormous expense of importing the ingredients of this great liver medicine into this country, is why our Druggists, Burbank & Jones, Sell bur.one sam ple bottle to t lie same person for u-n cents; but as there are. fitty urS“R in the large size battles, it is ch :\p enough after all at two cents t tr dose, for a medicine that has never been known to fail iu the cure of dyspepsia und all diseases of the liv er. It has never failed in the* cure of liver complaint when taken as di rected, no matter of how long stand ing the disease. It cuies Ohilln .md Fever, Constipation of the Bowels, Dyspepsia and Liver domplaiivt. Sample Bottles ten cents; regular size, fifty doses, $1,00. juu24 1. Females suffer from m my diseases, which iu time may inn^e life a bur- uen rather than a bltosiug. Dr. Harter’s Iron Tonic corrects all functional derangements aoci increa ses the beauty by restoring the health. For suit* by nil Uruggmt. It is tim OliarEy it ' mud again. The regular interval a;.^*ara to haye elapsed.