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LOVE ON A LOG.
A Romance of Louisana.
“Miss Becky Newton.”
“Well, sir.,’
“Will you marry me?”
“No I won’t.”
“Very well, then don’t, that’s all.”
Mr. Fred, Eckerson, drew away his
chair; and putting his feet up on the
piazza, unfolded a newspaper. Miss
Becky Newton bit her lip and went on
with her sewing. She wondered if
that was going to be the lost of it. She
had felt this propasal coming for near
ly a month, but the scene she had an
ticipated was not at all like this. She
had intended to refuse him, but it was
to be gracefully. She was to remain
firm, notwithstanding his most eager
entreaties. She was to have told him
that though respecting his manly worth
and upright character, she could nev-
bc more than an appreciative friend.
She had intended to shed a few tears,
perhaps, as he knelt in an agony of
supplication at her feet. But instead,
he had asked her the simple question,
without any rhetorical cmbelishments
and on being answered, bad plunged
at once into his newspaper, a* though
he had merely Ipfjuired the time of
day. She could have cried with yexa-
tion.
■You will never have a better
chance,” he continued, after a pause,
as lie deliberately turned over the
sheet to find tl}P latest telegraph re
ports.
better chance for what?” she
asked shortly.
“A better chance to marry a young,
good-looking man, whose gallantry to
the sex is only exceeded by his brav
ery in their defence.” Fred was quo
ting from bis upiy^paner, but Miss
Newton did not know it.
And whose egotism is only excced-
ded by his impudence,” retorted the
lady sarcastically.
‘•Before long,” continued Fred, “you
will be out of the market. Your chan
ces, you know, ofo getting slimmer
every day.”
“Sir!”
“It won't be a great whilo before
you afe Ineligible. You will grow old
and wrinkled, pod—
“Such rudeness to a lady, sir is mon
strous!” exclaimed Miss Newton, ris
ing hastily nod flushing to the tern
pies.
“I'll give you a final opportunity.
Miss Becky. Will you mar—'
»*Vpt if you were the king of En
gland ioLcrfUpb-d Newton, throw
ing down ber work. “I am uot peepa-
tomed to such insults sir.” And so
saying slm passed into the nouse and
slammed the door behind her.
“She is never a* handsome a$ urben
she is in a rage,” thought Fred to him
self after she had gone, as he slowly
folded up his paper and replaced it in
his pocket. “I was a fool to goad her
J shall never win her in that way.
Bpt 1*)1 have her,” he exclaimed aloud.
By heaven! f*U bayo her, cost what
it may.”
Very different was the Fred Ecker-
sou of the present pacing nervously up
and down the piazza, from the Fred
Eckerson of a few moments ago, re
ceiving his dismisal from the woman he
loved with such a calm aryl impertuera-
ble exterior. For he loved Becky
Newton with all his heart The real
difficulty in the way, as be more
half suspected, was not so much with
himself as in his pocket Becky New
ton bad an insuperable objection to
an empty wallet The daughter of a
wealthy Louisiana planter, reared in
luxury, and the recipient of a weekly
allowance of pin money snSdent to
pay Fred’s bill for a wholewionth, she
had do immediate idea of changing
her situation for one of less comfort
and independence. Besides, it had
been intimated to her that a neighbor^
ing planter of unusually aristocratic
lineage bad lookod upon her with a
covetous eye. To be sure he was old
and ugly, hut he-was -rich, and in her
present mercenary state of mind Miss
Becky Newton did not desire to allow
a chance of becoming a wealthy wid
ow to slip by unimproved.
But alas tor human nature! If
Becky was really so indifferent to Fred
Eckerson, why* did she run up stairs
after that interview, and take the
starch all out of her nice clean pillow-
shams by crying herself into hysterics
on the bed? It was not all wrath, not
all vexation, not all pique. There
was romewhere deep down in Becky
Newton’s heart, a feeling very much
akin to remorse. She was not sure
that she would not one day be sorry
for what she had done. She had no
doubt she could be very happy as Fred
Eckerson’s wife after all.
“But then,” she cried, growing hot
with the recollection, “be was so rode
and so insulting! I could never live
with such a man never; never!”
When Fred Eckerson had walked off
some of his feelings on the piazza, he
concluded to take a look at the nver.
Tho Mississippi, which flowed within
five hundred yards of the house, was
at that time nearly at the height of its
“spring rise.” Its turbid waters, rush
ing swiftly toward the sea, had nearly
filled the banks, and in many places
bad ibroken through the levees and
flooded the lowlands for many miles.
A cravasse of this description had-
made in the farther bank, nearly op
posite the house, and the windows of
the Newton mansion commanded a
view of a vast glittering inland sea,
not laid down on the map. The main
current of the stream bore upon its
coffe-colored bosom an enormous mass
of floating timber, which was dashed
along in the boiling flood, rendoring
navigation somewhat difficult, and
making passing boats few and far be
tween, The waters were still rising^
and the frequent crashes far and near
told of the undermicing power of the
current, as sections of the sandy banks
sucumbed, currying with them the
trees which overhung the stream.
Now it happened that by a curious
co-incidence, Miss Newton also resol
ved to look at the river. She dried her
tears and putting on her hat slipped
out by the back door to avoid Fred,
and soon found herself at the foot of
a huge cottonwood tree on the bank
below the house. Throwing herself
upon tho grass, and, lulled by the rap
id flood beneath, she soon fell asleep.
Had she possessed any power of fore
seeing the future it would have been
tbo lost thing she would have done
for although it was very pleasant
droppiug asleep there in the shade,
with the soft evening sunlight flitting
through the leaves overhead, the
awakening was not at all to her mind.
A terrible crash made chaos of her
dreams, tho tall cottonwood toppled
and fell, and Miss Becky Newtou
found herself immersed iu the cold
flood, with her mouth full of muddy
water. Iu a moment more somebody’s
arm was placed ar»uud her, and she
felt herself lifted up and placed in the
Qupchine^ though precisely w here she
was as yet too bewildcrcjJ to know.
Getting her eyes open at last she found
Fred Eckerson’s whiskers nearly
touching her face.
“Well!”
“WeUj*
“Where am I?” asked Becky, shiv
ering and looking around her.
You are in the Middle of the Mis
sissippi,” replied Fred “and you are
in the fork of a cottonwood tree and
you are voyaging toward the Gulf of
Mexico juet as fast as this freshet can
cary yok”
How came you here?”
In the same conveyance with your
self, Miss Becky. In fact, you and I
and the tree all came together, to say
nothing of a portion of your fathers
plantation, which f fear is lost to him
forever.’’
Becky was silent. She was think
ing, not of the accident or their peril
ous position, but ot her appearance
when she was lying asleep on the
grass.
“How long were you there before
this happened?” she asked.
“Aa jqijg a? you were. I was up in
the tree when you camel"
“You had no right to be up there,”
she said, coloring, “a spy npon my
movements.”
“Nonsense!” ije yenlicd “yon intruded
on my privacy, and while you slept 1
watched over you like the sweet little
cherub that sits up aloft.”
“Thjt#k yon for your service, I’m
sure,” she said, bridling,
“You snored awfully.”
“Mr. Eckerson, remove your am
trom my waist”
“Then put yours around my neck.”
“Indeed, I shall do no such a thing.
“You wil* foil iptQ the river if you
do not” :
Becky was silent fur a few moment
while the nnwieldly raft whifled along
in the current rolling from side to side
and threatening every Instant to tern
completely over and tip them off.
At last she said: <
“What are we to do?”
“I think now that I am started, I
shall go on to New Orleans,” be re
replied,
“To New Orleans!” exclaimed
Becky. “It is a hundred miles!”
“Yes, and the chance of a free ride
for such a distance is not to be neglec-
ifyou pre-
pw
She burst into tear?. %
rYou are cruel’” she sa'ul, “to treat
me so.”
Kernel” exclaimed Fred, drawing
hqr closer to him quickly—“Cruel to
you?”
There was no belp for it, and she
again relapsed into silence, quite con
tent, apparently to remain in Fred’s
arms, and evincing now no disposition
to rebel. For once in her life she was
dependent on a man.
M wan’t to go to New Orleans ”
continued Fred after a.pause, ‘because
there is a young lady of my acquain
tance residing there whom I have an
intention of inviting into this neigh
borhood.*
‘Obi’
'If.we don’t go to New Orleans, and
if we get safe out of this scrape, I shall
write for her to come any way.’
i*Ab!’
:‘I shall obtain board for ber in St
Jean, which will be convenient for me
as long as 1 remain your father’s guest
I ban ride over after breakfast every
morning you sec.*
‘She is an intimate friend, tjpp,’
said Becky.
4 1 expect to marry her before long,’
he replied.
‘Marry her! Why you—you propo
sed to me this morning.*
‘Yes, but you refused me. I told
you then you would never have anoth
er chance.*
Becky was silent again. It is a mat
ter of some doubt whether, had Fred
at that moment, sitting astride that
cottonwood log, wiik his feet in the
water and his arm around her waist,
proposed to her a second time, she
would have accepted him or not To
be sure a marvellous change had come
over Becky’s feelings since her tumble
into iho river. She felt that one strong
arm like that which supported her
was worth a thousand old and decre
pit planters, and she recognized the
focl th|t a man who could talk so cool
ly and uuconcernedly in a situation of
such extreme peril, was of no ordinary
courage. Bat she was not yet quite
prepared to give up her golden dreams.
The dross was not quite washed out
of her soul, and she did not yet know
how much .she loved Fred Eckerson.
Besides she did not half believe
him.
Their clumsy vessel floated on, now
root first, now sideways, and now half
submerged beneath the boiling cur
rent. Their precarious hold became
more uncertain as' their frames be
came chilled by the cold water, and
every plunge ofchc log threatened to
cast them once more into the river.
Fred endeavored to attract
the attention of some one on the shore.
The cottonwood retained a course
nearly in the middle of the stream, loo
far from cither bank to render calls
for help of much avail. As it grew
dark their situation seemed more and
more hopeless, and to Becky their ap
peared to be no escape from drowning
in the darkness or by exhaustion be
fore day-break.
Yet to die in this man’s arms seemed
not wholly a terror. She could hardly
think, if death must come, of any way
in which she would rather meet it
Was it possiblo she loved him, and
must need be brought within the val
ley of the shadow before she could
know her own heart? Had she loved
him all along? While she was think
ing about it, chilled by the night air
she fell asleep. When she awoke the
stajs were out, but she was warm and
comfortable. Raising her head, she
found herself enveloped in Fred'
coat,
4 Fredl*
‘Well!’
‘You have robbed yourself to keep
me waim. You arc freezing.’
No I ain’t. I took it off because it
was so awful hot;’ and taking out his
handfcerpfoipf witfe hfe dieeRSftfied
baud be mado a pretense of wiping
the prespiration from his brow.
IIow long have I have been asleep.’
About three hours. We are drift
ing in shore now.’
‘Shall we be saved?’
‘I don’t know. l!ut your arms
around my neck, tor I am going to
take miue away.’
Becky did this time as she was bid.
She not only threw her anss £Pic£iy
around bis deck, but laid her head up
on his breast without the slightest
hesitation. In the darkness Fred did
not know that she imprinted a kiss
upon his sbirLtnfpfc,
‘Hold fast now!’ he cried. ‘Hold
on for life!’
The log had been gradually ncariug
the shore for some time, and it now
shot suddenly under a large sycamore
which overhung the bank and trailed
its branches in the brown flood,
harsh, grating sound as the branches
of the ccttouwood interlocked with
those of the sycamore, a check in the
speed ot the floating tree, a roar of
waters rearing up against the {sides*of
the log, a swing round in the current,
a wrench from its temporary fasten-
idS?! t^c {^ItflgTVfcpd agam in
the stream and on its way towaril the
GulL But its living burden was gone
—a most miraculous transfer had been
made—a superhuman effort on the
part of Fred bad landed it safely
among the water-sweeping branches
of tlie sycamore.
After recovering from the recoil of
the'branches resulting when tne cot
tonwood tore itself away, and which
came near plunging the voyagers iptp
the seething current, Fred half sup-
potting, half dragging Becky. worked
his way to the trunk of the sycamore by
a series of gymnastics that would have
done no discredit to Bkmdin, and in a
moment more both had reached the
ground in safety.
‘That’s a business we are well out
of,’ he said, when he had regained his
breath. ‘Now where are we V
He looked about. A light was glim
mering from a habitation behind them,
a short distance from where they
stood. Becky could not walk without
pain, and Fred lifted her lightly in his
arms and''started for the house. It
proved to be the dwelling of a small
planter, who was not lacking in hos
pitality. Here their wants were quick
ly attended to, and under the cheering
influence of warmth and shelter,
Becky was soon herself again.
ThdV started for home on the follow
ing day, Fred having procured the
loan of the planter's horse and chaise
for that purpose, promising to return
them by Mr. Newton’s servants. The
morning was bright and clear, and the
fragrance of the orange groves was in
the air. Becky, who had maintained
almost utter sUence since their escape
from the cottonwood was no less silent
now. Fred himself did not appear
particularly communicative, and many
miles of the long ride were taken
without a remark from either. It
was Becky who spuke first
‘Fred,’ she said.
‘Yes!’
‘You have saved my life, have you
not?-’
‘I don’t know,’ he replied. ‘If so, I
am very thankful. Would be happy
to serve any person in danger on any
day.*.
‘I thank you very much.*
‘Quite welcome, I’m sure.’
There was another long silence,
broken only by the sonnd of the horse’s
hoofs upou the road. Fred himself
seemed to have lost some of his habit
ual ease, for he kept his whip in con
stant motion, and held the reins
neivously.
‘Fred!’
‘Yes!*
Are you going to write to that
young lady iu New Orleans?’
‘I expose so.’
‘Hadn’t yon—better try again—be
fore you—before you write?’
He turned his eyes full upou ber,
and opened them wide.
‘Try again; try what?’
/I’ve been thinking through the
night,* said Becky, bending low to
hide her face, aud carefully separating
the fringe of her mantilla, ‘that—per
haps—-it you asked me again the samo
question—that you did yesterday morn-
in"—I might answer a little different.’
Becky’s head went against Fred’s
shoulder, and her face became imme
diately lost to view.
‘You, darling!’ he exclaimed, 1 nev-
* intended to do otherwise. The
young lady in New Orleans was whol
ly a myth. But wheu, may I ask, did
you change your mind?’
‘I have never changed it,’ she mur
mured. T have loved you all the
time, but I never knew how well until
Iasi night.’
And to this day, when Mrs. Becky
Eckersou is asked where it was that
she tell iu love with her husband, she
answers, ‘on a log.’
HIVE on lander hill.
A HOT TOBACCO PII’E AND GUN 1*0W-
DEK WON’T STAY IN THE
SAME POCKET.
A festive youth, who performs his
daily avocation in the mines of Lander
Hill, thought he would take home a
little blasting powder the other day;
it might prove handy to split an obsti
nate log be had at home. When he
started to his humble cabin in the
evening, lie wrapped a few ounces
carefully in several thickness of paper,
and placed it in bis pocket When
he got home he got to thinking bow
long it would be before he would re
ceive a crushing; and then he thought
what a nice perfume that handker.
chief extract that he bought last Sun
day had, and said within himself that
a miner's life was bard and uncertain.
He thought that he ought to call on
that Smithcrs girl to-night. He
thought of everything but that pow
der in the pocket of his coat. After
supper he concluded to drop in and
see that Smithers girl. He got his
neck-tie in proper shape; his hand
kerchief was pcrluraed like unto a
new blown rose; one oiled lock hung
gracefully down on his forehead, and
he started for the domicile of his
sweetness. This young man is color
ing a meerschaum, but his g;rl detests
the horrid smoke; so when he got to
the door he knocked U>e bowl of his
meerschaum on hi* manly heel, and
put it in his pocket Ot course he
didn’t intend to put it in the same
LOUIS IS9UMM,
TAILOR.
Fl.ETCHEB ST.
21-ly
Isaiah Dekle
AT HIS OLD STAND,
m(t MJKTb TmI
**• CxrpcHU-nnc In all Iu
ALSO
Lumber for Sale—all Sorb and
Style.
GRIST Mll.l,
ESSiggxvtsxi
GRINDING DAYS.
THVRSnAY, FRIDAY AND SATURDAY.
c iFFinrs t
Jfctahc Buriat Cases and iltlnlic Cas-
lets.
John Oliver,
HOUSE & St6N Painter,
GtLegtt&QUZISR.
So3WUt*erStmt,N.vr.CorMT Bay Um,
savaxxah, a a.
DEALER IN
Sashes, Blinds,
Boors, Mouldings,
. Paints, Oils,
Window Glass,
Putty,
Brushes, and
all Painters’
and Glaziers*
-A- T E 3R. I A. I*S.
MIXED PAINTS OF ALL COL-
OHS AXD SHADES.
aar 21-ly
^wmauatly oo hand
*» WOOL
r 21-ly
MEINUARD BROS. & CO.
Wholesale Dealers in
Boots, Sloes, Hats,
HEADY-MADE
CLOTHING.
129 llroughton St,
Snvunnub, On.
PITTMAN BROS,
DEALERS IN
eewG&Qes, bgq>ts (
HATS
HAiRBW/tRE ETC., ETG.
inform tln-ir friend* tlmt
IfonaUuug in put
Domestic Goods, Brown Home
spuns, of all kinds, Bleach-
ings, Tickings, Pant.
Stuffs, Crockery
id everything needed by Farmer*; •u.h n*
PLOWS, IIQEB, TRACES, Etc.
We buy our Goods at the lowest pri
ces and we intend selling for short
E refit*. Call and examine our stock
efore purchasing.
Wc arc Agents for the Quitman
Factory and we arc prepared to fur
nish their Yarns and other Goods, on
as good terms as tho same Goods can
be bought in the State.
rucli’Jl ly
J.*J. DALE. DAVID WELLS.
J. J. DALE & CO.,
STEAM SAW MILL,
PLAINING & LUMBER YARD.
Laths for plastering iu any quan
tity desired, furnished on short no
tice.
Corner Timuderbolt Komi ium! Liberty St*.
Yellow Fine Lutnlier ami timber or nil
millet* aMortment of planed lumber of Si I
Htion* ; v * —
White PI i
and *co«vl work* alw&y* kn L»nd Mui
*. B!*rk Walnut and poplar, in
■ w tebaaerB.
July2Sdy
pocket with tho H»s amuity
R»et him at the 1 door with a sweet
smile on her beauteous countenance,
welcomed him to ber paternal man
sion, and invited him into the parlor
and to a scat on the They were
engaged in conversation. He a*kcd
her if it wasn't a beautiful evening,
and then she inquired how he liked
the dress Miss Brown wore at church
last Sunday. He said he didn't like
it a bit, and she remarked that Miss
Brown was a stuck-up thing, anyhow;
and all this lime the pipe was insidi
ously burning its way through that
paper; be agreed that Miss Brown
was somewhat stuck-up, and said may
be well strike it pretty soon, and then
you'll see who’d wear plug bats. She
told him eh? thought plug hats were
becoming, and then bo was goiog to
tell her he adored ber; that she was
the darling of bis soul, and that all bis
happiness was centered in her No. 7
boot'. But be was interrnpted. He
arose from the floor, and inquired if
the lightning nid struck anybody else,
and remarked something about the
Virginia explosion being a warning
to the people not to keep nitroglycer
ine in then boosea '1 ben he tool; off
hisco^L IJeiakluwu*ii ”
and be didn’t want it no
girl’s father suggested this wasn’t
Fourth of July, and if he wanted to
set off fireworks be ought to go up 60
the hill ami do it- Then the young
man said it was getting late e^4
guessed he’d go hqiqe, aqd suggested
he vqptf »*od a man around to
morrow to fix the sofa. He says now
be ain’t going to call on that Sm I then
gal any more; she’s most too high-
toned, mod thinks herself too«ood for
a miner, any how.—Gdifvmia paper.
C.L. GILBERT & CO..
Wholesale Deackiis is
CHOICE Family GROCERIES,
Vegetables,
Fruits Confectionaries,
Butter, Cheese, Pig Meats,
Pickled Beef, Hpiccd Pigs Feet,
Mackerel, Cod Fish, Tea, Coffee, Self-
lcavcuing Flour, Soap, .Starch,
Candles, Canned Fruits, Pick
les, Nuts, Bait-inn, Sar
dines Yeast Powders,
Condensed Milk,
Matches,
Kerosene Oil,
Tobaccc, Cigars, Wince, ic., Ac., Ac.
Choice small new Cheese, choicest
Goshen Butter, just received and for
•ale low by
C, (. Gu dlct A Co.,
Wholesale Grocers,
AV». lO ad-1 1« li.y Street,
Savannah, • Geo.
msrtl-ly.
NATIVE WINE.
HOME PRQOUeTtett
-FROMTHE-
Piney Woods Vineyard,
DELAWARE WINE,
CONCORD
HARTFORD -
HARTFORD SWEET “
WW! la I,j tk* M<k—i mrihcnl
end ariraUB*- utboritie* «# tSe Tory beat
Unt tor tto nA. ■*
*.|*9iag or Uum-
Wine
i-r u« imtiu. Tot ts^«M«' «r
«ilee Sia Um, ud U •*». tXe mmUm
«**"«*»€*•, hi Se»Hk MU eel at K.
aJw mertal*. m* aerml «(Wr wtmiM he**
lorVk* vlai to ey «lac*:*a>ith* U*h tMi-
mtmtnim tnm tSa fmtrn gm ton rtfUeea to**,fall*
ettert to the MMlteefteeae Native Wteea.
r*« safe ta tortUeaer tamfety
Jo** ST*,**, p. W. V.
aarSS-ll.
M. M. BLANTON,
LUMBERYARD.
head mm4 mU to derfraS naaadee a4
>1111 Pricew.
T "St! Sif mm im
Swmnnaf) Curbs.
0. I. MF*JTS
SOUTHERN
PHOTOGRAPHIC
AND
FERROTYPE
STOCK DEPOT,
SAVANNAH. - ONOROIA
Fint-class Slock at Northern Prl-
Having lime, freight, in.uranc.,
Jrayage, etc. mar-21 l'2m.
H. I. ROYAL,
SURGEOK DENTIST,
I**!) 1-*J Congress Street, Opporito
Pulaski House.
JOHN M. COOPER & CO.,
Cor. Whitaker A St. Julian Kircete.
Savuiiianli, - - (<n.
Wholenalc aii-i Retail Dealer* hi
Books and Stationery of all Kindi
Copying ami Seal I’rcaace, Surveyor*’ Com-
|*mw, New* aittl Uook I’rtulhif l’*l-er
ati-l Ink, Gold Pen*. Pen and Pencil
Can*. I teak ami Pocket Knlve*.
lA-<ig< r, Wilting and Colored
Paper*,.Playing, Mailing
Poitnotaln, &c
IU-quMtee
at ttebertuatborn A Co’a
Prkoa, for wfomi w« aie Agent*. Book*
iered or lui|M,rlcd at New York r«i*a.
We fell onAdent that we ran aei) M
weat, either In Charleaton. August
lar.ni, or ary other Southern Oily.
Write or call ami learn our Price*.
DRAYINO and HAULING!
J rUEPAKfD to Dray for Uf* Public by
SINGLE DIMY LOAD,
Or any other quantity that may he deaitad.
I keep a lot of r**l wagon* and Tnai, with
CAREFUL DRIVERS,
Jtol an* u, d-> kautltog to and from
tb« Count/y at Living RaUe.
J. S. Me ELS NON .
aprlllk 12ioo*.
HANSELL & HAN8ELL,
Fire Insurance Agts.
Representing Old Hartford, of
HARTFORD CONN.
Narth British Mcrcatitilc,
AND
8 O U T 51 E It V* MUTUAL
mar M-ly.
J08EPH JERpERfcBRO.
Watch-Maker* and Jeweler*,
LARGE STOCK OF
Jewelry, Watches, Clock*,
AXD
MUSICAL IK8TBUMEHT8.
HpHf fywtada, aa band repair-
FOR. SALE!
fi THE DWELLING ipUEE S3
telihMigMLMtt la thermilmmaiOi.
Ceahe aJl fiiieHiy aleag the riaeeftheA.
SO.R.K. Tk* tome* eeeiMU tor non, ami
■twrirt Mahurhaa, wMhdtfj—tfmeSrvem.
lathe yardhemtagthe *dee«,Lnth*aWall*,
hafoirty waiia* mhrnl rim. Theater*
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