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“And what did you find sa pleasing to
your eve ?” asked do Vcre with a sad
smile, “only a poor broken down man
wrth a most unseemly scar across his
brow. Not a pleasant sight surely !”
i You are not offended my lord 1”
asked Raymond looking earnestly into dc
Veres eyes.
• Offended ! no Raymond, ah ! forgive
me my lord, the difference in our years
made me presume to forget your rank.”
“Oh 1 it is not presumptiou Count, I
do not mind it believe me. Ah ! there
comes my Uncle the Earl of Surrey,
pray allow me to present him to you.”
The Count turned hastily away.
“Are you unwilling Count ?”
“No, no, I am indeed most anxious, I
am not well, ’twas but a passing pain.
Present the Esrl Lord Raymond, I am
most anxious,” exclaimed de Vcre
anxiously.
The Earl of Surrey came forward as
his nephew waved his hand to him, and
for the first lime in many years Marma
duke and Reginald stood face to face.
With a violent effort, the Count subdued
every sign of emotion and courteously
returned the greetiug of the Earl. You
may well believe that Reginald was
changed, else this dear brother would
have known him.
“The Count dc A'erc is most welcome
to our councils,” said the Earl ol Surrey.
“We take new courage from his pres
ence, as we dare hope our young King
will soon be here.”
“There needs not anything to give
courage to my lord of Surrey,” said dc
Vere, “if I mistake not he has enough
and to spare.
“It may be so, it may be so, the future
will prove all things,” answered ’Duke.
“Listen my lords!” cried the Earl of
Mar interrupting their conversation, “It
is agreed that we all return home, and
raise under any plausible pretext, what
ever forces we can individually command
against the third day of September, on
which day we will meet again at Aboyne,
and settle in what manner we shall take
the field. Are you all agreed ?”
There was not one dissenting voice and
thus ended the celebrated hunt in Brae
mar,
“One moment Count !” exclaimed
Lord Raymond, as de Vere prepared to
ride away with the Earl of Mar, “one
moment if you please, if you would honor
our house with your presence—”
“It were but a poor honor Lord Ray
mond,” answered de Vere, “yet if you
wish it—”
“You will go with us !” exclaimed
Raymond deligntcdiy. “You must really
pardon me my lord of Mar, but I am
going to rob you of your guest.”
“Pardon you at once Lord Raymond,
go with him Count, you will meet many
of our most powerful lords at the house
of the Earl of Surrey.”
And Raymond rode away in triumph
accompanied by dc Vere and l)uke.
“I was determined to accomplish this
from the first moment I saw the Count 1”
exclaimed Raymond gleefully.
“You seem to be quite charmed with
Count de Vere,” said Duke with a faint
smile.
“And I might say the same of you
Uncle,” retorted Raymond with a gay
laugh, “for you have scarcely taken your
eyes away from him since we commenced
our ride!”
“I believe I have been rude,” said
’Duke* “but the Count will pardon. It
was his likeness to a brother of mine
that made me regard him so earnestly.”
“Which brother Uncle ?” asked Ray
mond.
“One ihat you do not recollect Ray
mond, my brother Reginald, he was
killed years ago. My brave young
brother !” ,
“But you are mistaken Uncle ’Duke,
I have not altogether forgotten my Uncle
Reginald. If I mistake not he had long
dark CUlls like mine, had he not ?”
“Yes,” answered 'Duke, “and you look
somewhat like him Raymond.”
“What poor compliment is this you are
paying Lord Raymond,” said dc A ere,
forcing a smile to his pale lips, “you tell
him that I look like his Lncle, and then
that he looks like him, in other words
you say that he looks like me.'
“I wish I did 1” exclaimed Kaymond,
and then turned away blushing at his
own enthusiasm.
“You wish to look like me said dc
Vere looking kindly upon the young
man, “can it be possible that you could
wish to lesemble me T
“Yes, I do indeed 1” answered Ray
mond, “you surely do not know how you
look or you would not be so much sur
prised.”
“Raymond is a hero worshiper, and he
is disposed to place you on his pedestal,”
said ’Duke.
“I would make but a poor looking
hero,” said de Vcre.
“Allow us to differ with you my lord, ’
said Raymond bowing to the pommel of
his saddle.
“Ah ! Raymond you are an accom
plished courtier !” exclaimed dc Vere.
“The tones of your voice startles me!”
said ’Duke looking earnestly upon the
Count.
“A fancied resemblance perhaps to
the voice of another,” said de Vere
carelessly.
“Yes, and yet —tell me Count have we
ever met before ?”
De Vere ga/.cd upon ’Duke as if trying
to recollect his features, and then slowly
shaking his bead said, “Have you ever
been in France my lord ?”
“Yes, once, years ago,” answered
’Duke.
“Then it is very likely we have met
before,” replied de Vere.
“But where, can you tell me where ?”
said ’Duke.
“I cannot,” answered the Count. And
in truth he could not, for he was almost
choking, and right glad was he to be
interrupted by Raymond’s playful re
marks.
Most strangely were these two, this
grave sad man, and joyous light-hearted
youth, drawn together. And by the long
Scots miles were passed over ere they
reached the house of the Earl, they were
sworn friends. De Vere was at once
shown to a private apartment, and as a
servant had followed with his light bag
age, lie was left alone to make any
change in his dress that lie might wish.
“At last !” he murmured, as soon as
he had fastened the door, “at last I am
in the home of my dear one's, and they
do not know me ! It is not strange, and
yet I feel it! Oh ! unreasonable that I
am, I do not wish them to recognize me,
and yet—but this will not do, now to
test the matter ! I must take care of the
sharp eyes of Emily. Eugenia ! but no,
I will not think of her, should! meet her
I will not look at her, for alas in spite of
years of suffering, I still love her!”
[to be continued.]
Do You Moan to Propose.
TO BE SET TO MUSIC FOB THE USE OE ALE YOUNG
LADIES.
You come very often ’tis all very well,
You’re a very tine man, and a very big swell ;
You’ve a very good heart, and a very long nose,
But now to the point—do you mean to propose ?
The house is besieged both by rich and by poor,
Who knock all day long at grandmama’s door ;
They turn up their eyes, and they turn out their toes,
But what is all that if they do not propose?
You say that you love me, but love all alone
To unmarried girls is a thing quite unknown ;
You sigh and look down, and present me a rose ;
But that is all stuff!—do you mean to propose ?
I am not so hard-hearted as I may appear ;
Why stop and look sheepish?—there’s nothing to fear,
You men are such geese! only Belzebub knows
The trouble you give us before you propose!
’Tis almost two seasons since I have been out ;
You simper and smile and you whirl me about ;
But this is not business, the horrid time goes,
Another will have me if you don’t propose !
You take all the airs of a man I’ve preferred ;
You keep off the rest, and you don’t say a word.
This is not fair play—sure a fellow who shows
Such uncommon devotion should speak and propos#!
I want to be married—do you understand ?
You’d give me a world!—only give me your hand!
One can’t go on always with cons and with pro3, —
Never come here again—or be frank aud propose?
For the Banner of the South.
THE INQUISITION.
Taken from the French, by Rev. David Moves.
NUMBER ONE.
Among the many accusations which our
enemies bring against the Church, there
is one upon which they dwell with pecu
liar force, endeavoring to show that the
spirit and operation ot her institutions are
intolerant; it refers to the subject of the
Inquisition.
If we examine the question from a cer
tain point of view, we admit that the re
proach is founded upon fact. The Church
is indeed intolerant, nor can we imagine
how it could be otherwise. She repre
sents upon the earth Him who has said,
I am the way, the truth, and the litc.
She has been established as the sole de
positary of doctrine, and her mission is to
spread the same abroad and preserve it
to the end in all its plenitude and in
te< r 4tv. How, then, is it possible for her
to compromise with religions oi a differ
ent caste without proving false to the
clear injunctions of her Founder ? To be
tolerant, therefore, in mattcis which
relate to doctrine, implies a state of things
at variance with the essence ot faith, anti
impossible for the Church to recognize.
In this sense she has never been tolerant,
and she can never be. Nor can we
blame her for this, for it would be just as
absurd to censure a mathematician De
cause he would not concede to us tLcU
two and two did not make tour as to re
proach the Church because she will not
allow an unrestricted freedom m the
teaching ol error.
jfor can the Church be attacked upon
this ground with any degree ol justice.
This has been pretty generally unt.er
stood of late, and accordingly many oi
u r . r enemies have held their peace, but as
falsehood is ever restive and turbulent.
•i t Las been said that she not merely de-
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clarcs wav against ideas, but also against
the persons of those who sustain them;
that being intolerant in regard of doc
trine, she includes individuals within the
limits of her range, and that when she
has the power, she strikes as readily with
the material sword as with the moral
force of her spiritual anathema. The
assertion is hazardous, assuredly, and we
are inclined to suppose that facts will be
wanting to afford anything like a solid
basis for the support of such an untenable
position. For a proof of this, w T e have
only to look around. The action of the
Church is confined to what is spiritual,
and we see nothing to warrant us in say
ing that she is oppressive But her ene
mies love to dwell upon the past, and
there, in looking down through a long
vista of years, they think they perceive
the undeniable evidences of religious
persecution.
What have they not said about the
Inquisition? How often has this theme
given rise to the most bitter invectives
against the Church ? Who has not read
in the public journals, in pamphlets, or
in large works, most terrifying descrip
tions of this institution ? Many in read
ing about the iniquitous deeds performed,
within the precincts of this dread en
closure, have felt a sentiment ol compas
sion arise within their breasts for the
unhappy beings who were buried in
darksome recesses of the earth, or tor
tured to death by the refined cruelty of a
Spanish executioner. But this feeling of
pity gives way to an outburst of virtuous
indignation, when it is seen that this
wickedness has been practiced at the
instigation of Priests, and sanctioned by
the approval of the Catholic Church. It
is true that these accounts are getting
rather stale from frequent repetition, but
nevertheless who has not heard of those
mock processions of Monks which have
recently disgraced the Capital of a certain
country in Europe ? There, might be
seen a group of heretics dressed minutely
us such, and sorrowfully wending their
way in the direction of the funeral pile.
Bengal lights were brought into requisi
tion, and served considerably to heighten
and increase the general effect by the
brilliancy of their purple reflection.
Bells now began to ring at a slow and
even measure, and the echoes of their
dull and muffled sound resounded mourn
fully on the stillness of the midnight air.
A few moments after, the victims raised
their voices, and chanted, in lugu
brious strains, the psalms of David. And
now the final moment arrived, aud each
took his place with wonderful intrepidity,
sustained, no doubt, by the agency of
supernatural beings After a short, but
fervent prayer, they were, as it were,
cast into the iiames amid the heart-rend
ing shrieks of an afflicted audience, and
the shrill and discordant sounds of claro
ncts and trombones.
Again, another scene has been intro
duced upon the stage, and has been re
ceived with the same degree of interest.
Galileo, the great martyr of science, is
the hero. The play is performed in
verses of sonorous hexameter, and por
trays, in afflicting colors, the tortures of
that noble genius who was forced to stifle
the truth beneath the terrors of the Inqui
sition.
Now all this is very fine, so far as
artistic skill is concerned, but when we
come to consider the general impression
which these representations make upon
the lower and more ignorant classes of
society, we cannot but condemn them as
being opposed to the interests of truth.
We have no disposition to revive the
Inquisition, nor do we deny its excesses,
or seek to excuse it in certain matters
which arc clear and undeniable, but we
think that the accusations which are
generally brought against it, contain
much that is false, and are more the work
of the imagination under the influence of
prejudice than the result of a diligent and
impartial research. We affirm that the
reproaches cast upon this tribunal cannot
with rigorous justice be applied to the
Church; and that, if the former has by
the nature of its acts or the peculiarity of
its final end, subjected itself to the
criticism of the world, it cannot lean for
support upon the arm of religion, but
must rise or fall unassisted aud alone.
This way of treating the affair may
astonish those who have been accustomed
to read histories written by Rationalists
or Protestants, but it will not surprise
those who have listened to Lacordairc
when lie affirmed that, for the last three
hundred years, history for the most part
has been a lie and a flagrant imposition
practiced upon thehuman mind.
Some wag tells a storys of an old
gentleman whose eight or ten clerks
bored him constantly with conundrums.
Going home one evening, he was stopped
in front of a closed store by a country
man “Can you tell .me, my friend,
why this store is c|=cd?" “Go _to
blazes with vour conundrums,” cried he,
‘l’ve been bored to death with ’em those,
1 three weeks!”
[For the Banner of the South.]
THE SUGAR AND RICE LANDS OF
LOUISIANA
-1 tanner of the South :
You a.-k that your friends give you in
formation about lands, prices, products,
Arc., in various sections of the South. I
can tell you that the richest alluvial lands
in the world are in Louisiana on the bor
ders of the Great Mississippi River, and
its adjacent bayous and outlets, and * that
they are in the healthiest and most de
lightful climate in the world. You may
think this lattei a bold assertion, but its
truth can be vouched for by all the inhabi
tants and those familiar with the country.
These lands will prove the most valuable
in the vorld , and are yielding this year
to the cultivator from SIOO up to S4OO
per acre fop the crops of sugar, rice, <fcc.
Rice has netted SIOO per acre; cane has
produced this season as high as 3000 lbs.
sugar,which at 12e is $360 for the sugar,
whilst the molasses from same, say 200
gallons at 50e per gallon is SIOO, making
a yield per acre of $l6O. Talk of wheat
and corn lands in the West after this !
Yet these very sugar lands, all prepared
for planting, with levees, ditches, roads,
fences, elegant dwellings, costly sugar
houses and machinery, stables, granaries,
innumerable negro cabins, blacksmith
and cooper shops, &c., are selling at
from $lO to S3O per acre. Many are
selling for less than the dwellings alone
cost to build. The owners have not the
means to stock them with mules, &c., and
pay for the labor to work them, and arc
obliged to sell them at.any price they can
get. These lands are on the great navi
gable river that heads up into the im
mense territory between the Alleghany
and Rocky Mountains, which is now
peopling with millions aud tens of mil
millions of consumers of sugar, and these
arc the only lands that can supply that
article without sending gold abroad for
it Louisiana.
SAVANNAH CORRESPONDEOCE
OF THE BANNER OF THE SOUTH.
NUMBER SEVEN.
Dear Danner:
The Fair is ail over, and I have heard
that the nett profits amounted to $4,000.
I do not say that it is so, I only tell you
what I have heard.
All last week we were kept busy by
the Redemptorist Fathers. The church
was crowded and eloquent sermons were
listened to by attentive auditors morning
and evening. The first evening l went
to the church I heard the Rosary said
for the first time, and I listened with
feelings of awe and veneration to the
grand harmony of voices as they prayed
with one accord, “Holy Mary, Mother of
God, pray for us.” I could compare the
sound of their voices to nothing but the
waves of the sea, rising and falling in
uuison with one another. I know of
three Protestants who have become
Catholics in the laT week; how tin any
one not understand when the words are
so plain that “lie who runs may read.”
This week the mission is for the Negroes.
The holy Fathers expressly declare that
they do not offer the far-famed “mule and
forty acres,” but they do offer to show the
path to eternal mansions not built with
hands.
The young ladies of the school in
charge of Mr. B. Mallon, (who by the
way was my own loved and respected
teacher not long ago,) have just given an
exhibition for the purpose of raising funds
to procure a piano for the school. I
did not see the exhibition, but I have
heard that it was a perfect success.
The Theatre is never empty long.
Mr. Gilbert is now performing there ; I
do not know with what degree of suc
cess, or if his performances are good or
not, as I have not yet been there.
I have been requested several times to
republish a small sketch that appeared
some years ago in the ''Field A Fire
side,” entitled “Our Boarding House,”
and having met a short time ago the no
ble-hearted Count of whom I spoke in it,
I have also been seized with the same
desire to publish his rare good qualities
to the world. Therefore, dear Banner,
1 will, with your permission, gratify those
who wish for the piece, and send it to
you next week, with such additions us
the circumstances that have since oc
curred will enable me to make.
Our city is remarkably quiet just now,
but as there is a calm before a storm we
may reasonably expect something ex
citing before long.
Gen. Jackson has been making speech
es at the Court House, and if e/os uem #
is worth anything you may rest assured
the Ogeechee “Braves” will not pass un
punished. Yours truly
Ruth Fairfaix
—
The good deeds that most sons prefer
that their father should leave behind
them, are real estate deeds.
South’s ilqwtmcnt.
ENIGMA—N(L 104.
REVERSABLE.
I am composed of 23 letters.
Sly 8,20, 6, a heavy weight; reversed
is an adverb.
My 10, 5, 21, is an embankment; , e .
versed, is insane.
My 23, IT, 20, 6, is a part of the day •
reversed, is the same.
My 3, 13, 18, is to disturb; reversed
is an animal.
My 12, 22, 18, is a destructive thing •
reversed, is uncooked.
My 7. 4, 12, is a moisture ; reversed
is to unite.
My 13, 13, 1, is a small animal ; rc .
versed, a product of North Carolina.
My 15, 2. 10, 11, is a movement of the
ocean ; reversed, is what an Editor does.
My IL, 21, 9, 15, is to forth'; re.
versed, waits for no man.
My 18, 4 4,7, isasmallcane; reversed
a fleet-footed animal.
My 10, 17, 19, is a Spanish title ; r »-
versed, is what a sleepy person doe*.
My 16, is a letter in the alphabet.
My whole is an old and truthful adage.
Halcyondale, Ga., 1869. “Paola.”
Answers to Enigmas, &c.—KnDnia
No. 103—The Earls of Sutherland—
Toad — Huron— Ella— Earl—- Astor—
Ruse— Leah—Sot—On—Fuss—Staff
Unto—Taos —Hell —Ear—Rhea— Lore
—Ate—Noah—Dust.
To Decapitations. —l Share—-have
—arc —2 Rhone—hone—one.
.No man has yet been able to ride a
clothes iiorse with the “spur of the
moment.”
“There, John, that’s twice you’ve
come home and forgotten that lard ”
“La, mother, it was so greasy that it
slipped my mind.”
Mr. Dobbs says he has one of the most
obedient boys in the world. Retells
him to do as he pleases, and he does it
without murmuring,
The height of politeness is passing
around upon the opposite side of a lady,
when walking with her, in order not to
step upon her shadow,
A young lady studying French, a
finding that “belle’’ meant “fine/ - tcD
somebody in a letter that we had a great
deal of bell-weather lately,
A young man told his friend that he
dreamed tiiat he had struck his foot
against a sharp nail. “Why, then, do
you sleep without your shoes?" was the
reply.
A Wholesale Wish. At a. reeent
dinner of shoemakers, the following toast
was given: “May we have all the
women in the country to shoe —and al.
the men to boot.”
A waggish spendthrift recently said,
“Five years ago I was not worth a cent
in the world; now sec where I am through
my own exertion!” Well, where are
you!” “Why, I owe more tuan
$30,00!”
A lady in a paroxysm ot grief was said
to have shed torrents of tears. “Poor
thing,' 5 remarked an unfeeling punst n,
“she must have had a cataract in eat..
eye.”
Teacher —“If a man gave you a i.’iri
dred dollars to keep for him. and died,
what would you do? Would you p*- 1 :
for him?” Candid pupil, “No, sir: hut
I would pray tor another like him.
One of the most curious things will
which wc are acquainted is that a wa.cti
should keep so perfectly dry when i- £*J
a running spring inside.
An Irish footman who got a situation
at the West End of London, on entering
a room where there was a 'ff
with golden fish exclaimed. 11 ■
is the first time I ever saw red hernv
alive."
A cooper on seeing a dandy wim n.«
fingers covered with rings, deciareu “ 1
the fop “must be a feeble cuap, * _
was alwavs a sure sign of w^ a ’ nt '' '
barrel when a great many hoops
used upon it.” t „ .
A good story is told esaa n
I mau who boasted to an g’ ;l>
| sun never set upon the territ*
countrymen. “Ugl t
| ted Tail: “Great Spirit atra.i ■"
; Englishmen in the dark.
| Bad. “Well, J-ncs, ;.j
| have been out to look at .
j you see anything of <
jout there? ‘Yes, o°“, j,. ; -
j “Has he?” “Yes, in<leeu.
j know his hogs from t !iuru
| bors ■ , _
John Pheuix once
j from the deck ot an ■
he shouted to a inenu, .
; Colonel,” two tmrdset ,Di -• ..,,
i whari raised their hat» a* ‘ - 1
‘ bve, ole fel. Takker