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IH(H1CI.
There is a bliss to some denied,
Which others never reek to knov ;
It is to be with means supplied
Os tninisf ring to others' «,
How ofti'ii in this world of ours,
Where sun and shadow, light and shade,
Kaeh other chase, the fairest flower
Is first to fall—doth soonest fade.
So doth disease and pain invade
The home of rich and poor alike;
And tlio’ death’s call may lie delay’d,
The dreaded hour ir sore to strike.
O', then, if even from the pain
We cannot claim to'fie exempt.
In hoarded treasure, nothing gain
Hut often merited contempt.
If only we tnay he prepared
Kor health or life or death,
Our every blessing should be shared
While yet we’ve life, and health, and bieatli.
Henceforth no wail unfeeling hear,
Nor orphan'* flowing tear undried,
The desolate and friendless cheer —
Our mission like "The t'ruciffed."
Then, when eaath’s children shall appear
Uefore the Father’s radiant Son,
The joyful welcome they shall heft* —
“ Well done, thou good and faithful one.”
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Mo.On, (hr, July H, 18t«h.
Written for the Journal ami Messenger.
“TRIED BUT TRUE.”
BY ZUI.KMR.
CHAPTER I.
11 We must part awhile —
A feW short months, tlio’ short, they must he long
Without thy dear society ; but yet
We must endure it, and' our love shall be
The fonder after parting—it will grow
Intenser in our absence, and again
Huru with a tenderer glow when 1 return."
“And you will not promise me, Nena?’’
said the young man, in an earnest and re
proachful tone of voice.
“I cannot; I am afraid to do so, Marcus.”
“But you love me, Ncna P
“Yes,” answered she, and her cheek
glowed with the rising color, which rendered
still more beautiful the face of the blushing
girl.
“ And you say .hat your Auut does not
object to our engagement ?”
“N-o—l know no reason why she should.’’
“Then, Nena, why do you hesitate?”
and with passionate words of endearment, he
drew her hand within his own. Releasing
it, she looked up into hi3 face and said, “1
will tell you, Marcus: lam afraid for you;
afraid for myself. Even as you spoke to
me, a sudden chill crept iuto my heart,
although I am so happy in your love. I
know not why it is so. f cannot define the
feeling, but it is here in my heart. I be
lieve that you love uie earnestly and truly
now; but, but, Marcus, you have never
been out into the world and mixed with
others. You are young and may change;
you may want someone then, richer, hand
somer, more accomplished and fascinating,
and I —l can bring you nothing but the
tender devotion of my woman’s heart. Os
this you might tire, and —’’ lie interrupted
her with tender reproaches, but she per
sisted. “And you might feel yourself bound
in honor to marry me. Oh ! Marcus, I can
not explain to you how, or what I felt. It
seems to me, sometimes, as if 1 could al
most look into futurity, and, then, I shud
der as I see you grow wiser and becom
ing a great and gifted man perhaps and
when you bad “conquered the world” as
it were and came for me to pledge our
vows at the marriage altar (if you had
not thou forgotten me) you might be disap
pointed in me; might find them irksome
and wish alas, that to-niyht had never been.
Oh, I had rather die, than see that mo
ment ; 1 had rather a thousand times give
you up now, than find hereafter that you’d
ceased to love me; that I had come to you an
indifferent object.” This she said with an
almost melancholy earnestness.
Every man who has loved can tell with
what tender protestations MareuH calmed
these fears, and every girl will know that
Nena did not refuse to be thus comforted,
and that in his asseveration, his tenderness
and gentle caresses, she lost all remembrance
ere long of her doubts; yes, could even
smile at and regard them as the “baseless
fabric of a vision’’ which she wondered
she ever could have indulged in.
Ah ! how quickly will love lull to rest in
a maiden’s heart every doubt of thej incon
stancy of her lover, particularly when that
lover breathes in impassioned language, the
lumeyed words she loves so well to hear;
then will “eyes look love to eyes that smile
again,” and the very ghost of every doubt
takes its departure.
As Marcus Hamilton stood this summer
uight, in the vine-wreathed porch beside
his betrothed, with her slender fingers
clasped in his, he appeared the very model
of manly graoe. His features were regular
and classic, while on his broad white fore
head and in his deep earnest eyes, were a
look of intellect and deep feeling rarely
seen His companion is a fairer type of
feminine beauty. She does not appear re
markable for vast powers of intellect and
great resources of mind, but iu the sweet
oval of her face, her fair smooth brow and
dark brown eyes, there is so much of gentle
ness and tender womanly feeliug that ouly
an exacting critic could ask for more.
While yet but a little child, the parents
of Marcus Hamilton died—leaving him to
the care of a widowed sister of his father,
a plain and practical, but judicious and
kind-hearted woman, who proved as a mother
to him, instilling right principles and cor
rect views of life in him, which tended in
no slight degree towards making his charac
ter what it should be, and which in after
years, called for the respect and admiration
of the world in which he moved. A love of
study early developed itself in the boy, and
his guardian determined that she would use
the means left by his parents in giving him
that education which his mind seemed to
crave continually; consequently when he
became fitted for college,- ho was entered
and soon made his mark as a student by his
close application and ready mastery of the
various abstruse sciences there taught; nor
did he “burn the midnight lamp’’ in vain;
tor as each year completed its cycle, he
seemed to have acquired fresh stores of use
ful knowledge.
Genius, had already set her seal upon his
brow, and when at last his collegiate course
was completed, he at once took his stand
among men who were compelled to admit,
that though young and immature, he pos
sessed unusual powers of mind. It is an
opinion current with many that those pos
sessed of genius or intellect, are generally
wanting in a proper degree ot heart-feelings ;
that affection, tenderness and sympathy are
traits either dormant, or entirely absent
from the characters or souls rather of those
gifted ones ; but this is an erroneous idea,
for none really love so warmly and con
stantly, when once their affections become
enlisted, as those in whom are united intel
lect with deep feeling. When the bound
less tenderness of their lull souls is drawn
out, then it is that the man or woman of
genius realizes fully, the God-given power
and intensity of their own natures; then, and
then only, do they really learn to know the
riches of the treasures contained in their
own hearts.
Like ail impressible natures then, Marcus
Hamilton was no stranger to the tender pas
sion ; hence where he first met the gentle
and lovely Nena Douglas, he felt that his
future happiness was centred in her, and
to woo and win that sweet t*irl as his wife
was the goal of his ambition. Like himself,
Nena was an orphan. She, resided in the
quiet rural village of Glencoe, Kentucky,
with an invalid and childless Aunt, who
was not a loving and warm souled wo
man ; hence Nena'a affectionate nature met
with but little sympathy and requital. No
wonder then that when she became ac
quainted with Marcus Hamilton, and he
exhibited his preference for her, by seeking
her society so often, she soon learned to
watch for his coming, with an impatience
that revealed to her the knowledge that the
tendrils of her heart had entwined them
selves about him, with fond confidiDguess.
If, too, any unexpected circumstance pre
vented Marcus from meeting her, he would
feel a pang of the keenest disappointment,
and await the return of the hour of’his next j
visit with an anxiety he could not control,
which almost influenced his every thought.
Enough has been said of the beauty of
Nena, and for the rest, she was a warm
souled, home-busy maiden, possessing a
good fund of most excellent sense, delicacy,
and refinement of feeling, and was well fit
ted by her domestic virtues, to render any
man happy and make him what is so often
perverted in meaning—a yood wife. Mar
cus truly loved, or thought he did, this
sweet girl, and with an eye to his own fu
ture comfort, had detected these traits of
domesticity in the character of his betrothed.
Therefore they enhanced her value iu his
eyes, and made him the more desirous to
consummate his engagement with her by
an imprudent marriage, imprudent because
with his at yet limited means, he could but
just maintain himself. Then Nena rightly
advised, as they were both young, that they
had better wait until his practice became
more lucrative. This, together with the
feeling at heart, that ’twould savor of in
gratitude to leave her invalid Aunt, who
was tottering as it were, upon the very verge
of the grave, and the horrible foreboding
doubt, that would sometimes oppress her as
to the fickleness or inconstancy of her lover,
forced her to postpone her marriage with him
though he plead so unwisely but earnestly
with her to their immediate union, as re
corded when we first introduced them to
the notice of the reader. Although her
doubts were for the time-being silenced by
the protestations of her lover, yet again and
again in the quiet of her own room, in
thinking of him whom she loved so truly,
would they arise like Banquo’s ghost, to
frighten and appal her—for intuitively she
seemed to know' this defect in the character
of Marcus—hence she could not conscien
tiously yield her consent, as (he test oi ab
sence would scon be applied, he having
recently accepted the kind proposition of
an early friend of hb father’s, living in a
distant city, to unite with him, and by thus
doing give him the benefit of his own rep
utation iu the legal world. Marcus deeply
appreciated this kind and disinterested offer
of Mr. Davenport, he being yet a poor and
unknown lawyer, and he readily accepted it.
He was to leave in a few days for his future
home. He had but just finished his studies
at a popular law-school, and with the bril
liant prospects ahead of him, of a partner
ship with this notable lawyer, and the hope
of soon being able to acquire sufficient to
induce Nena to share his fortunes, as he
had despaired of prevailing upon her to
marry him then, he called, the evening be
fore his departure, to pay her his last visit,
and bid her adieu for a time.
CHAPTER 11.
“Think’st thou, that I could bear to part
With thee, and learn to halve my heart,
And were I severed from tl«y kulo,
Where were thy friend, and who, my guide?”
The fair young moon hung like a silver
crescent from the ceiling of Heaven, and
the stars in their shadowless beauty, were
pure and bright as a Christian’s hopes. Far
away, reposed a few gorgeous clouds, which
the sunset had blessed, and in gratitude
they still gilded the place where their glory
had been given.
Low and tender were the words which
Marcus breathed that beautiful evening, to
the lady of his choice, and she listened
with sad attention to the modulated tones,
which were sweeter to her, than the whis
per of the summer wind. She knew that
voice would be to her but a remembered
melody—a sound to be heard not soon again,
save in the music of her dreams, and the
fond eyes that looked love iuto her own
now, would for many long months meet
hers no more. The haed that now held
hers, might clasp it not again soon, and
evea when they met, perhaps he might be
changed, and to those who love, what is
change but sorrow ? Feeling so acutely, the
separation about to take place, no wonder
the tears welled up to her eyes, so that she
could scarce restrain them from overflowing
in a flood of grief.
“Be calm, dear Nena, and for my sake
control these feelings; let not the thought
of this our last meeting lor months, be dark
ened by indulging in our sorrow. It may
be during my absence, that your love will
be sought by others, and though I would
fain be maguanimous (as.) novel-writers
would have me) and tell you that I would
not have you consider yourself bound to me
by vows, from which time may steal their
charm, I cannot find it in my heart to re
lease you, for your love is too precious to
my soul, unless, dear Nena, you should for
the sake of your own happiness desire it—
and oh, I will not cherish the thought that
you will ever feel indifferent to me. Eh,
Nena ?”
Nena raised her full dark eyes to his, and
in the concentrated whisper of intense emo
tion, she answered :
“I will be true to you, Marcus—yours,
and yours only.”
These words went with the wanderer to
his distaut home, dwelt in his spirit, aud he
clung to them, as to his chief hope on earth.
Thus they parted : he, to go forward as an
aetor in the drama of life, and in becoming
immersed iu its business, meeting new faces,
forming new friendships, and entering up
on new scenes, to deaden as it were the sor
row auu regret occasioned by parting with
his betrothed , and she in the monotonous
round of her daily duties, missing him who
had become almost the second part of her
nature, with a constant aching pain, for a
dreary void was made in her heart and life
that nothing else could fill. From him lmd
radiated every joy, and with him every
sorrow, however bitter aud harsh, was sof
tened by his presence. Nena had a loving
affectionate heart, aud that unspeakable
longing ofsucti a nature, to see and be with
the object of her affections ; she never felt
to love him more than now, when she missed
him so much daily, and in the eagerness of
her longings she half determined that she
would not voluntarily remain parted loDg
from him.
A few evenings after the departure of
Marcus, feeling restless and excited, Nena
could not remain shut within the narrow
boundaries oi the house longer, but went
out to walk, aud wandered on until she came
to a Jitile brook on the banks of which Mar
cus had so often stood with her. She felt
lonely and almost wretched ; she thought
it was the absence of the sympathizing loved
one, for his presence was to her likiT morn
arising, bedewing the earth with orient
pearls, and lighting up its glorious beauty,
with a golden haze. She wandered along
the margin until night began to close in
when she turned her face homeward, and
met a servant, with the intelligence that
her Aunt had been taken suddenly and vi
olently ill ; that a physician had been sum
moned, and herself sent for. Quickenin'.'
her pace, soon she entered the sick room
and found the news too true, as Mrs. Ham
mond was suffering greatly in body, and
wandering in mind. Throughout the lorn
night Nena sat beside her bed, ministering
to her wants, and when morning dawned
1 and the physician came again, he pro
nounced the violence of her symptoms to
have abated, but her mind so shattered,
! that time alone could restore its faculties.
From this time forth, Nena became the nom
inal mistress of the bouse, as well as the
faithful nurse of this, her second mother.
Her duties though more varied were more
irksome than ever before, and those who
have attended for weeks and months togeth
er upon a feverish, fretful, querulous in
valid, can understand how trying these
duties must become, however hard one
struggles against the feeling. Even in
health, there was a vein of sternness in the
character of Mrs. Hammond, and now that
she suffered in illness and was confined to
her bed most of the time, with mind im
paired, she became harsh and exacting.
No matter Low zealously Nena labored she
found fault with her continually. She
would tell her that “she underrated her suf
ferings, and knew that she wished she was
dead and out of the way to save herself the
trouble of taking care of her.’’ Poor Nena
had enough to bear, and it was painful to
her to hear her Aunt, whom she loved not
withstanding these harsh remarks, speak
in this way, and often she could not keep
the tears from flowing when her Aunt did
not see her, though she struggled hard
never to feel augry—for she desired to feel,
when her Aunt was gone, that she had
never had an impatient thought or feeling
towards her when sick; so she would say
to herself at such times : “I must not care;
it is not Aunt, but her disease that makes
her act so. I must bear it and not make a
meiit of it either.
There was nothing to relieve the tedium
of this life to Nena, but the regular recep
tion of from Marcus, and those who
have watched the arrival of these white
winged messengers of love, from an absent
dear one, will know how great was their
share in helping to buoy up Nena’s heart.
She counted the days between bis letters,
and when they arrived, she snatched them
eagerly and retired to the privacy of her
own room, there to devour their precious
contents. Marcus wrote that he was most
pleasantly located in his new home, that he
was kindly received in society, and his bus
iness prosperous, and that in two or three
years at. most, he hoped to place his loved
Nena in such a home as would satisfy her
modest wishes; then would life really be
gin for them, and the years roll their golden
round in love, prosperity and growing ffiuic.
These fond anticipations as they found their
way to the heart for whom they were penned,
wore read and re-read with a pleasure ever
new.
Nona’s monotonous and tranquil life, her
few objects and affections of interest, or
home ties combined to render her even more
devoted than most girls in her attachment.
Asa flower opening to the sun, she had
given one by one, every leaf into bis keep
ing, and then her whole heart lay bare all
his own ; for was he not the life, the light,
the sun that had given life to the flower ?
Nena rejoiced to hear of the rising popular
ity and growing reputation of Marcus, and
in the warmth of her affection felt sure that
he was the greatest genius living, and be
thus acknowledged by the world ere long.
Marcus laughed at her vanity, but loved her
none the less for it. And what man does it
not flatter to know that he is possessor of
the love and magnified homage of some
true woman ?
'Truly Marcus had won for himself an
enviable reputation in the city of R -.
His scholarship was far from contemptible,
even when compared with those more fa
vored by fortune than he had been, and
he strained every nerve to increase his
store, to stand first iu the roll in his profes
sion.
Several months had now passed since our
lovers had parted. Nena’s life still contin
ued to flow in tlm same quiet manner, while
Marcus had succeeded nobly in maintaining
himself as the partner of .Mr. DaveDport.
Miss Hammond had been almost impercep
tibly declining for the past several weeks
People grow accustomed to the complaining
and ill-health of a confirmed invalid. They
grow weary of sympathizing and cease to
feel the awe and alarm naturally experi
enced when the strong, healthy, and bloom
ing are stricken down before us, and when
they die we are as much taken by surprise
for the moment, as if sickness and suffering
had not for years given silent but sure
warning of the approach of death. Too
often the sufferer, as well as others around
him, blinded by the slowness of decay, to
the terrible reality, is— ‘ when the hour
cometh ’ —found unprepared for the diead
summons. And thus it was with Miss
Hammond; she had so gradually grown
weaker, that neither her immediate friends,
uor she herself, supposed that dissolution
Mas so nigh.
Nena was lying on a lounge in her Aunt’s
room one night, where she had been in the
habit of sleeping siiiee her last sudden at
tack, when she was awakened from her
slumbers by an unusual noise; springing up
she ran with the lamp to her Aunt’s bed
side, and there saw her struggling for
breath. liaising her up, and rendering all
the assistance possible, she then rang the
bell near by, which aroused a servant, whom
she dispatched for their regular physician
—but alas ! ere he came to her relief, Mrs.
Hammond breathed her last in the arms of
her faithful niece. We need scarcely add,
that poor Nena, felt the loss of her aunt
greatly, ior though stern and demonstrative
to her before her illness, she was never re
ally unkind to her; on the coutrary, when
not more than twelve years of age at the
death of her father, her only surviving par
ent (for her mother had died during her
infancy) Miss Hammond, her father’s sister,
had voluntarily come forward, and took the
little Nena for her own. She had given a
home to the orphan girl, and good educa
tional advantages, so Nena loved her with
a grateful heart for this kindness to herself
It is not surprising then that the poor, girl
felt as if in the second time of her young
life she was called upon to bear the sorrows
of orphanage.
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“Yes, thou didst come like beam of evening slur,
Thai gleaming on the night,
One moment sent its treasured ray alar,
And then, was lost lo sight.
Then by the truth, that so bereaves my heart,
The sorrow deeply shown,
I led that we have only met to part,
That thou hast ‘Come, and Gone.' "
“When the funeral-rite was said,
They bore her from her kindred band,
Aud left her with the silent dead,
A pale-faced tenant of the tomb.”— Mrs. Wdlnj.
The remains of Mrs. Hammond, attended
by a large concourse of friends, were con
signed to the grave, in “the city of the
dead,” and Nena took up her temporary
abode with the friends who urged her to do
so, knowing how lonely she would be, in the
home so recently left desolate. When her
grief had calmed, she felt that something
must be done for herselfand she consulted her
friends, Dr. and Mrs. Leland, in whose house
she had been staying, and advised and en
treated by them, she decided to remain with
them, until she could learn something rela
tive to the disposition her Aunt had made of
the property she owned in such abundance.
They supposed, as did every one else, that
Nena, as the child of her adoption, would
be left the greater part, if not the entire
bulk. Then great was the surprise of all
when a search was instituted, that no will
could be found Then Nena remembered
her Aunt’s unaccouulable dislikes to mak
ing a will, thinkiug as do many others, that
’twas ominous of death, although she had
repeatedly told Nena, that when she died
all that she had, would belong to her. In
the meantime, a brother of the deceased
husband of Mrs. Hammond, living in a
distant State, learned of her death, and
came without delay to administer and take
possession of her property if no will existed,
and as has been stated already, this bein-'
the case, he as the next of kin, established
Ins heirship to the estate. He was a hard
cold, calculating, grasping man, and whon
he gave Nena permission to take a few of
her Aunt's personal effects, and some few
other articles of value iu the house, he felt
, that he had acted magnanimously towards
her, and thus the poor girl was turned from
her home, and left to care for herself.
When xMarcus lreard of the death of Mrs.
Hammond, he resolved to visit Nena
though it required some management and
sacrifice on his part before this journey
rather long and expensive to one of his
means, could be taken; but the joy of that
meeting, of those few days of lover-like
sympathy and confidence, he thought would
repay him a thousand times. It was a pleas
ant day, when Marcus reached the village
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of Glencoe, and after a few attentions to
the outer-man, needful after his long and
dudy journey, he found upon inquiry that
Nena was still pleasantly domesticated with
her friends, the Lelands, in a beautiful lit
tle cottage, made picturesque without, by
flowers, trees, and Singing vines, and beau
tiful within, by neatness, taste, and smiling
faces. He walked along the quiet street,
and when he reached the gate, paused a
moment, to admire more particularly the
general appearance; vines draped the win
dows and little porch; flowers carefully
tended, bloomed on the beds, and the white :
walks were nicely bwept-, thus showing the
neatness of the mistress of this little Eden. ■
He 'approached the door, knocked, a light
step was heard within, and in auothcr mo- !
meat,’ Neua stood before him, with out
stretched, welcoming hands. Marcus was j
truly happy, as he sat by Nena once again,
and yet —and yet —it was a different meet-
ing from what he had so often pictured to
himself, the perfect cstacy, the entire ab
sorption of thought and feeling in the bliss
of seeing her again was wanting. He men
tally reproached himself, for he knew that
the fault must bo in him, for he could not
but see wbat a world of happiness his com
ing had given Nona, nor did she attempt to
conceal her joy, for she had for months past
yearned to look upon his face, and she felt
as she looked at him, and marked the im
provement in him, that she had never
looked iu a face that she admired as much
as his, and it seemed to her loving heart
that every one else, must admire him as
she did. And how natural to thiuk aud
feel that all the world will be of the same
opinion, as ourselves, so much has expres
sion, and so little has regularity of features
alone to do with the charm of a face we love.
Marcus thought when he first looked at
Nena. that she bad changed too, her beauty
had lost a little of the early bloom and fresh
ness, but perhaps after all, thought he, she
was none the less attractive; there was a
thoughtful, tender charm about her how,
rarely seen in the days of extreme youth,
and peculiarly fitted to touch such a heart
as Marcus’. Continuing to gaze upon her,
he was almost tempted to pronounce her
more beautiful than the brilliant women he
was lately in the habit of meeting.
“ You observe me very closely, Marcus,’’
she said with a smile, “I hope you don't
find it so difficult to recognize me as you
did to identify the house; you staid so long
at the gate, I almost feared you were not
intending to come iu.’’
“ I don’t mean to flatter you, Nena, by
telling you why\ l look so steadily at you,”
he replied, but the smiling glance told
enough to bring the blushing rose to her
cheek. “As for the house, I was a little
puzzled at first, lor I did not remember it
to have looked the perfect bijou of a place
that I find it. But tell me Nena,’’ he con
tinued, suddenly changing his mood, “ how
is it that you arc cut off penniless by your
aunt’s death. She gave you the idea that
you would inherit her property, did she
not.’’ “ Yes, that is true, but dying as she
did without a will, the brother of uncle
Hammond became the heir ; you know I
told you once of her odd fancies about
making a will, so now Marcus you will have
to content yourself with a portionless bride.”
The lover replied very promptly, that he
had never looked forward to gaining in
their marriage anything but Nena herself;
indeed he did nut know, had not heard un
til his return to the village since Mrs. Ham
mond’s death that she was as wealthy as
reports said, though of course he knew that
she must have a competency. “ Certainly
[ know Marcus that you did not expeot a
fortune in mariying me, but I liked to
think that I would be able to help you by
and by. Aunt used often to tell me that
whatever she had would be mine, when she
was dune with if, you understand me I hope;
I wanted her to live and enjoy it, but I
felt that in case we survived her.“as we
naturally should, we had a little to rely
upon.’’ “No one can accuse you, dear
Nena, in being mercenary,” interrupted he.
“ The last few months have been very try
ing ones to me, sad ones,” continued Nena,
“ for poor auut was difficult to please at
times, but I had pleasant thoughts for com
pany, and your letters for my feast days,
then, too, I was glad to be useful to my
aunt. The hardest trials of all though,
Marcus, was the way she’d sometimes
speak of you ; she was so severe and suspi
cious. If ever I failed to get a letter from
you when she know that I was expecting
it, she seemed to know it by the disappoint
ment written on my face, though I tried
not to show it, then she’d say tome, ‘you
are crazy Nena, to care so much for a man
who will one day deceive you, who is fickle,
selfish and ungrateful to the heart’s core,’
these wh re her words, harsh as they seem,
but I knew the nobility of your nature bet
ter, that she was unjust to you, that her
predictions would t.cver be verified, for
have you not stood the test of absence thus
long ?”
“ My poor darling ” said he, drawing her
towards him, “how much your faithful heart
must have been tried by these irascible
sayings of Mrs. Hammond’s. God bless you,
that you did not permit her to influence
your feelings against me, for I shall ever
remain true to you; never doubt me, for no
one has the power to prejudice or influence
me against you; never, never will I forsake
you, Nena.”
Even while uttering these sentiments
Marcus’ conscience gave him a twinge, for
it was not pleasant for him to think, that
while Nena was going through with this
sorrowful time, he had nevertheless been in
a measure forgetful of her in the society of
others who had caused him to neglect writing
to her occasionally, hut lie now chided him
self’ mentally, for this alienation of thought
from one who had so trusted and unselfishly
loved him, and he resolved never to be the
least delinquent again. “ But Nena,” said
he after a few minutes, “did Mrs. Ham
mond remain iu this state towards you till
the last ?”
“ Oh no,” answered she, “and then I
was repaid for all her harshness ; a few days
before her death, without any apparent
cause she grew kinder and gentler than I
ever knew her. rihe spoke of her past bit
terness of feeling almost with tears, and
blessed me as her dear, dutiful daughter;
you cannot think how gentle and affection
ate she was, aud how much more I loved
her for it. and how touch I have missed and
grieved for her since/’ and overcome by
these sad reminiscences the poor girl wept
bitterly. Marcus strove to comfort her aud
felt in his heart how noble had been her
ife and resolved again never to cause a pang
to wring the heart of this self-sacrificing de
voted creature, who had him alone to cling
to. And did lie remain true to his vow to
this loving, devoted girl ?” Time will
prove him.
Marcus was most kindly received by
Nena’s friends for her sake, and the vil
lagers whom he knew treated him with at
tention and respect. 11 is growing reputa
tion had reached even this remote place,
which made him something of a “Lion’’
among them ; a state ot things which the
‘ genus homo’ considers delicious to begin
with, however much it may bore them in
the end. All too soon, Nena realized that
“•Pleasures are, like poppies spread,
v ou seize the flower, the bloom is shed.”
I or this delightful, dearly-prized visit came
to an end as Marcus could not remain ab
sent fraun his post of duty. It was a part
ing whmh pressed doubly hard upon the
spirits ol Nena, as she had so recently been
deprived of her aunt, and a home, and she
feared that it would be long ere they a«ain
met, though she tried to battle against this
feeling of depression; so after his departure
she busied herself in procuring a sufficient
number of music scholars, in the village to
ensure her a support, that she might" not
remain a burden upon the hands of these
Kind friends of hers, who had already min
istered so greatly and unselfishly to her
eomlort and happiuess.
< MAPTBU IV.
“Oli to see, and besr her singing," scarce I know
which is divinest,
For lier looks wng too, —she modulates her ges
tures to tile tune ;
And her mouth stirs with the song, liko song: and
when tho notes are tiuest,
Tis tho eyes that shoot out vocal fight, aid
seem to swell them on.”
Mrs. Browning.
‘ Alms! the love of woman! it is known,
To he a lovely, and a fearful thing,
For all of theirs upon that die is thrown,
And if’tis lost, life has no more to firing,
To them, hut mockeries of the past alone.’’
Byron.
Another year past, and our hero’s name
was upon the lips of all, and while his tal
ents and success wore the theme of every
circle, an event occurred in his history
which changed the whole tenor of his life.
He had often heard of Miss Dora Daven
port, the eldest daughter of his partner,
but had never seen her, as she had been ab
sent on a European tour, during his resi
dence in D . Enthusiastic friends had
described her as a person of exceeding
beauty, yet whose beauty was her least
charm ; she was so talented, so graceful, so
greatly superior to every one, said they,
that ’twas impossible to fail to admire her
Marcus, felt greatly desirous of beholding
this paragon, yet in his own mind, he felt
sure that she would fall short of the praises
lavished upon her. He was really surprised
then, ou her return home soon afterwards,
and he was introduced to her, to find her
strikiug in appearance, truly intelligent,
and possessing a certain high-bred grace of
movement and manner not often seen; she
was too exquisitely and faultlessly dressed,
but assuredly not beautiful, though rather
handsome, according to his ideas. As he
became better acquainted with her he
learned to thiuk her almost beautiful, .so
much expressiou had her features when ani
mated, and so much real oharacter her face.
Then her form was perfect, aud there was
about her, an air of magnificence, which her
dress rich to extravagauce greatly enhanced.
This elegant and fastidious taste of Mar
cus, lost no detail of her attire, from the
brilliant gem on her finger, to the cobweb
fineness of her cambric “monchoir.”
On the other hand Dora received him
with friendliness, finding in his society a
great relief from the dull ‘platitudes,’ and
flat ‘nothings’ with which she was bored by
the greater number of her male acquaintan
ces, who each Narci sus like, wxs lost in
special admiration of self. Marcus iiamil
ton sought the society of Dora Daveuport
often, because with her, he actually felt
more at borne, better understood and much
more pleasantly entertained generally. In
the turn of her thoughts, and the tone of
i her conversation, there was a freshness and
sincerity which was altogether charming ;
■he was no copyist or mere imitator of oth
ers, either repeatirg as her own, what she
had heard others utter, but she hail an origi
nality of thought and expression which reri
i dered her conversation truly rich and racy.
| She had travelled considerably, henoe had
acquired a vast amount of information de
i rived through this inlet, aud having toaic
tUinii of native intellect to begin with, she
had ‘ COmC OUt” from tlie tfaraidoiu of aubool,
a little different from the ordiuary specimen
of polished womanhood. She understood
and spoke French aud German, “like a na
I tivecould “trip upon the light fantastic
toe,’’ with a peculiar grace, all her own, and
could sing with a power and thrill, iu her
! contralto toues, that made her listners for
! get all earthly things, save herself and the
music, which she seemed for the time being
! an embodied spirit. We generally love a
person first, and then in the light of that
passion, we discover unbounded excellences
in them, and invest them with a halo of
1 goodness wi,ic;. it sometimes happens that
j other 1 - find a difficulty in penetrating. Then
who that person, who dares suggest even
that tis our love for that favored one, which
cau.-es us to think them so perfect, and im
maculate: that they possess faults that we
do not choose, or cannotsee, and ’tis only be
cause wc view them through optics, am
i leur de rose, that we are ignorant of wh it
is so apparent to others ; that independent
thinker, whoever he or she may be, who
j cannot view the favored one as an “angel,”
is sure to be dubbed jealous, or envious, as
if any one could be really jealous, or envi
ous, of what they in their hearts really do
not admire.
But these remarks do not apply to Dora
Davenport, for truly, she was “a woman
nobly planned.’’ No one could be/thrown
with her constantly, without learning to
admire, if not love her, and Marcus Ham
ilton with his impossible nature, cculd
resist neither feeling, though in all candor
be it said, that he admired and esteemed,
long before he thought of loviny her. He
knew her to be intelligent and fascinating,
and he believed from what he had seen of
her that she was high principled, truthful
and generous.
He was proud of her regard,happy'in her
friendship and thought that he only viewed
her in the light of his dearest female friend,
for to Nena , he mentally argued had he
given the affections of his heart. Alas !he
thought much less of this loving girl now
than formerly; at rare intervals only, it
must be confessed, save when iuditiog to
her his hurriedly written letters, and then
he would put her away from his mind, until
another week rolled around when he must
write again, for he was not yet so heartless
as to be entirely indifferent to her happi
ness. Tltis state of affairs soon revealed to
him, that he was deeply aud irrevocably in
love with Dora, and this fact so astounded,
that it brought him to liis senses for a time;
he felt then how really unkind in feeling
and thought he had been to the absent
Nena, and the utter impossibility of for
saking her ; he was bound to her by every
tie of gratitude, honor and manliness; his
engagements with her must be kept; he
would see Dora only in company, and not
permit himself to indulge alone with her
in the fascinations of her society—but ah,
how dreadful to renounce all hope of win
ning her, to turn from all that life might
become to him blessed with the love of
Dora, to a remembrance of the past only
sweet and tender though it was—but ah,
so inferior to the new found love.
While swayed with these feelings lie re
| ceived an invitation to dine, and meet at
1 Mr. Davenport’s, a few strangers of note.
I Glad of an opportunity to meet with the
| object of his adoration, notwithstanding his
i recently formed resolutions, he eagerly ao
| ceptcd the invitation, and at the customary
; hour, wended his way to her residence.—
The company had mostly assembled, and
though he felt that he ought to congratulate
himself in not being “ led into temptation,”
yet secretly he felt a pang of regret that he
could not enjoy the charm of her society
alone, and as he looked at her across the
room,and caught the full tones of her voice,
as -.be pleasantly entertained those about
Ler, he chafed inwardly, and believing lie
could surely trust himself alone with her,
without a betrayal of his feelings, he deter
mined that onoe more he would quaff deeply
from the founts of pleasure,*and then en
deavor faithfully to forget her by abstaining
from her presence. Possessing greater
privileges than the remainder of the guests,
in virtue of his position with Mr. Davenport
and having a more intimate footing in the
family, when they took their departure he
begged the privilege of remaining, in order
to be regaled with music, for he was a dear
lover of she divine art. And now the de
sire to sit again by her side was gratified,
for when with others he felt that there was
a barrier between them, as he could not in
courtesy monopolize her attention to the
exclusion of every one else. He thought
her more charming, ,iuore fascinating this
evening than he had ever seen her before.
Dora was in full dress, and there were roses
in her hair, and a cluster of half-blown buds
at her corsage. The diamonds upon her
fingers and on her wrists were princely in
magnificence. A lusterless robe of nine
colored silk enveloped her form and fell in
graceful folds over the “ tete-a-tete” upon
which she was seated. It her attire was
noticeable for its taste and splendor, her face
was still more attractive by its unusual
beauty, for its fairness was set off by a deli
cate flush on her cheeks, and a vivid crim
son on her lips. They talked long upon
subjects congenial, aud then remembering
the ostensible purpose of his remaining,
Marcus requested her to sing for him.
She chose that sweet and beautiful Scotch
air, ‘ Oh wert thou in the cold cold blast.”
\ cry few sing it well; tLey either render
it heavy and monotonous, or else by too
much straining after effect, and an improper
modulation, they destroy its simple beauty.
Dora sang it inspiredly ; there was so much
faith, such undying devotion breathed in
her tones, as she sang the concluding words,
that Marcus was carried beyond himself.
He forgot Nena, honor, and every thing
else, save the glorious being before him;
then with passionate earnestness he declared
his love, and besought a return.
That Dora did not listen with indiffer
ence, was evident from her down-cast eyes,
and varying color; some feelings hitherto
unsuspected, awoke at them words, and
through her mind before so calm, now whirl
ed a crowd of emotions. Regaining her
self control, she turned her truthful, trusti
ing eyes upon Marcus, and said, “Your
declaration takes me by surprise, Mr. Ham
ilton, but even as you have dealt with me.
so will I with you. I will not then affectedly
dissimulate,” and here her cheek glowed
with the rising color again, as she hesitated,
“but will admit that you have a warm in
terest in my heart, for your feelings are re
ciprocated, and may God do hy thee, even
as thou doest by me,’’ and her voice sank
almost to a whisper.
“God bless theo, Dora,arbiter of my des
tiny,'cried he with fervor, clasping her hand.
“Fear nothing from my love, I adore thee
too fondly, to do aught than prize this dear
gift a hundred times more than my own
life.’’
OIIIPTKII v.
"There are swill hours in life, strong mailing in airs,
That do the work of tempest in their might!"
It is not to he wondered at, that this
warm souled, intelligent woman, thrown
constantly in the .-ociety of this man of
vast intellect, noble in person, and endowed
with a suavity of manner perfectly eaptiva
ting, should have learned to look upon him,
first with a feeling of interest, which had
gradually aud almost unconsciously to her
self deepened in her heart to a sweet trust
fulness, which, she in her innocence never
dreamed of calling lore, until Marcus de
clared his passion for her, which acted at
the same time, as a revelator, to herself of
the condition ot her own heart, for she had
not questioned it before concerning him.
j She knew that their taste, and preference
were similar; she loved poverty, and he
| was an admirable reciter; she was a fine
i musician, and he had a decided taste if not
i talent fur “sweet sounds;" she was fond of
reading, and his choice of books was excel
lent ; in short, each recognized in the other
a congenial spirit, and now each felt that
| “heart beat responsive to heart,” and a
• tile word-! which ticket their ecu!*
; had been spukeD, they realized ot a truth,
| ihat their hopes, their lives, their destinies,
i their tut me, were one indeed. What a
i world of happiness was crowded into that
| one evening, fur those two loving hearts I
! And what loved maiden, or lair young wife,
lias not a memory of scenes similar to the
j ooc just described, garnered in their bosom 'i
‘ Who cannot rocatl, and does not love to
dwell upon the moment when like the
; “harp of the minds,’’ which slumbers ’till
visitc-l by the airs of heaven, their heart
i awoke, to the first sweet thrilling music of
the bVcath of love ? After the first impas
sioned expressions of the love, their words
were few, lor like moruiog flowers, still
heavy with the incense just dropped from
the skies, their hearts were too fuji of rich
deep feeling to find utterance in words; but
gradually each became more communicative.
When Marcus tore himself away from his
new found treasure, alter bidding her a hap
py “good night,” he emerged into the open
. air lost in th*' most joyous reflections, aud
felt as if uuder the influence of some
! strange aud delightful spell. Could it be
that he wus treading the same senseless
stones he had plodded over so often, and
| breathing the same dull atmosphere which
i had so long surrounded him? No, he was
I moving through a buoyant medium, that
lifted him above the common earth, and iu
j haling an air pure and fragrant as that
which wandered over the first flowers of
| Eden. And could it be, that the light
which fell around him, was the same star
light which he had seen so often ? Oh, no!
those calm luminous “eyes of heaven,”
were smiling upon and beautifying the
earth, with the holy light of universal Jove,
and awakening the hearts of her children
to delight. Thoughts like these darted
through the mind of Marcus, as he walked
through the streets, heedless alike ot friend
or foe; and uosconseiou* of all that sur
rounded him. Sodeep was his happy revery
that he passed through the crowd, smiling
and moving his lips, as though he w- re j
holding a pleasant conservation with some
invisible being It was fortunate lor him,
that he finished his walk, without having j
met with any intimate acquaintance, as they
might have been alarmed at his singular
conduct, and thought, him doubtless under 1
the influence of a sudden fit of insanity, and j
insisted upon seeing him safely home, and |
this would have dispelled one of the most !
delightful reveries that ever blessed the
Suu! of man. It was not until on his return j
to his room, at his boardiug-house, and j
found lyjng upon his table a letter from j
the now, forsaken N'cna, that he was re
called to his senses, of what he had been '
guilty, and his preseut position.
“Great Heavens!” cried the now wretch
ed man, brought to himself “of what hor
rible treachery have I been guilty to two
such noble creatures!” What had he done, !
he asked himself to deserve the regard of
two such women ? How different they were
yet each in her own way, so lovely, “Oh, I
l meant to be true to Nena, my poor little
Nena 1 How much sorrow I might have *
spared her lonely heart and lips, and now
to think that 1 who once loved her so, and
vowed to be true to her, should be the one
above all others, to inflict the pang, which
will most cruelly wrong her heart! Could
even Dora, with ail her excellencies, have
shown mere self-denial and devotion than
she has done, and yet how have 1 rewarded
it ? My own lips seems poor, and ignomi
nous in contrast.” Marcus fairly groaned,
as these memories crowded his mind after
perusing the kind, gentle words traced by
her pen; he felt like a lost soul, leaving
the joys of Paradise. Then a revulsion of
feeling came over him, as the thought of
the lascinating woman he’d so recently
pledged his vows to, flashed over his mind.
“Ah, well,” thought he, “I have but one
excuse lo offer; I loved Dora so madly, since
being with her constantly, and excellent as
is Nena, she has lost all ground in my
heart, iu comparison. I’ve tried in vain to
think of her as I used to, but I oouid not,
for even writing to her became a task. 1
know that she is noble and constant, and
that she loves me with all her,” (and here
conscience asked him if these qualities were j
so common, that he could throw them away
without a thought or care?) The time may
yet come, Marcus Hamilton, when you
would give worlds were they yours, for just
such devoted love, as this tru-tful gill, lav
ished upon you Again, he argued to him- ;
Be lf—“ WoU id it be just to Nena to marry j
her now? Would it not be better, kinder!
in every way, to tell her the truth, however
painful it may be, and ask a release ? I have
neglected writing to her of late, and this
perhaps will pave the way for me; this long
silence occurring so often for many weeks
past, must have aroused her suspicion and
oh, Dora must not know, until fully mine,
of this former affair de cour, and with these
thoughts, he proceeded to write the lines
to the loving woman who was thinking of
him by day, and dreaming of him by night,
which would blister her cheek with tears
and wring with bitterest agony her faithful
heart. Oh, man ! what a cloak of selfish
ness, oftime3 envelopes your inner-nature.
The letter being written, the burden rolled
from his mind, and as far as his former en
gagement was concerned, he gave himself
up to pleasant dreams of’ this, hi? second
love, lie knew (for Dora had told him so)
that her affections had never been enlisted be
fore; suitors were not wanting,but for some
reason or other, none had ever touched her
heart, and it was not until she met Marcus
Hamilton, that the great era in her life oc
curred, and" love took possession of her
earnest nature; then with the delicious
thought at heart, that his was the first im
age that had ever impressed itself upon hr
heart, Marcus lost consciousness to continue
in dreams these delightful reveries. And
it is well for thee, Marcus Hamilton, that
this true souled woman, knows not of the
ties that bound you to another, and that
other, the affianced of years, for never would
she have been willing or capable of found
ing her own happiness upon the ruins of
another’s dearest rights; else would she
have bade you give up all remembrance of
her, that the hope of a union with her, was
utterly vaiu and fruitless, liut she knew
it not, hence there was naught to disturb
the sweet current of her thoughts in this
to her, new relation of life, and she gave
up every feeling of her soul to him, with
deep trust. “lie is so different to other
men, so sincere and thoughtful, and has
such a warm, womanly-heart, united with
such genius and enthusiasm, or I Could not
thus yield up my soul’s best feelings to
him,” said Dora, the next afternoon after
his visit to her, as she stood at the window
watching him out of sight.
[TO HE CONTINUED.]
•HM* ■
M9"(-01. Yelvertoo P. King, of (Ireens
lioro, died on the sth inst. He probably
was the oldest member of the Hariri (leor
gia. Was Solicitor ( Jeueral of the Ocnml
gee Circuit in 1823. Minister to Bogota
during Mr. Kilmore's administration.
High toned and honoratile, he was a fine
specimen of the upright lawyer and po!
ished gentle men. —MilledyevUle Record* r.
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SMITH S TONIC SYRUP.
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The public's servant,
Louisville, Ky. I>K. JOHN BULK
For sale by
L. W. HUNT A 00. Macon. Oa.
Plantation for Sale
i \N JSCHKUONEh; C&KKK. FI.KVBS MILKS
\ J ft« >trs A £oo<J i'lMlitaljvrli ; tile loca
tion is hea thy, and a very clcsir&me place to
live. It lies Mouth of Macon, in Houston county,
on theS. W. K Ft . where the Macon roaii crosses.
It contains KUl’P* HUNDRED ACRES, wore or
less: ftjOtitfor cultivation, lUO woodland lathe
swamp, and iou upia od pine. There is also neces
sary building* on the place for a
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And two Wells of never falling water, besides
two small streams that run through the place
Any one wishing tj see said place, cea do to
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Juiyl-ditw’m*
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Hawklnsville. The farm contains ho acres. 235
ol which arc in cultivation. The houses of which
there is an ample supply;. Gin House, Screws,
etc., are all sound aud in good order. The Dwell
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with six rooms, standing in a grove ol splendid
shade trees. Water plenty and good. Neighbor
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MACON, GEORGIA,
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e9-w2m*
FOR SALE.
r«iHE UNDERSIGNED oiler for sale thatspa-
I clous and elegantestabllstiment in Vlueville,
the 1 lie residence of Nathan C. Monroe, Esq.
The house Is of brick, with fourteen rooms, and
all necessary conveniences and out houses ; the
grounds extensive and handsomely laid out
with excellent water. Attached to the residence
are lOOaeres of land, whieh are offered with It.
Payments will l>e made easy to a good pur
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L. N. WHITTLE,
jyio-ltn For the Executors. j
NOTICE.
T OFFER FOR SALE MY RESIDENCE, lying j
1 ill Bibb County, Georgia, containing 115 acres
of land, 350 r tool which aieeleared, and 15 fresh. '
On the place are a good Dwelling and out build
ings, a tine Well ot Water, and a good Orchard, i
Fencing good. The place lies 11 miles southwest
of Macon, on the road leading from Scott’s old !
Mills to Hartley’s Bridge, on Kchecouuy Creek |
adjoining Richard Barfield’s, and others’, In the
Sanders'neighborhood. The place is as healthy ;
as any in Middle Georgia. Persons wanting I
such a place will do well to examine for them- !
selves, as I expect to sell. Terms liberal
JySMilt-wtt M. WALDRON.
L | HUH & CO.'S COLUMN
DR. JOHN BULL’S
Q. R E A T RE M: E D I E S
BOLL’S CEDRON BITTERS.
Authentic Documents.
ARKANSAS HEARD FROM.
TESTIMONY OF MEDICAL MEN
gTO*r l*oi mt, Watt*: Cos., Atx., May 28, ’66.
l)r. John Bull—Dear Sir Last February I was in
Diuisville purchasing drugs, aud I gut gome ol your
Sarsaparilla and Cedron Bitters.
My son-in-law, who was with me in the store, bas
been down with iheumatism for some lime; he Ooni
menced on the Bitters, aud soon found his geneiat
health improved.
Dr. Gist, who has keen in bad b tiiedtbem
and he also improved.
Dr. Coffee, who has been in bad health for several
years [stomach and liver affected], improved Ten
much bv liie use oi your Bitters. Indeed the Cediou
Bittera has giveu you great popularity iu ibis settle
meal. 1 think I could sell a great quantity ol your
medicines Ibis fall; rspedially of your Cedron Bittern
and Saiaaparilla. Ship me via ' Memphis, care r, I
Kicked A Ntelv. Respectfully
C. U, WALKER.
BULL’S WORM UESIROYtK
To tuy United States and World wide ReaAe,,
I have leceived many testimonials fnun professions
and medical men, us my almanacs and various puhli
cations have shown, all ot which are genuine. The
following letter ftorn a highly educated and popular
physician in Georgia, is certainly one of the moat
sensible communications 1 have ever received. Dr
Element knows exactly what he s|ieaks 01, aLd bis
testimony di-ei ves to be writteu in letter.- of gold
Hear what tbe Doctor says of Bull’s Worm Destroyer
Viu-SMOW, Watxsa Cos., Oa., June 29, '66
Dr. John Bull—Dear Sir—l have recently giTcn
yoei Worm Destroyer several trials, and find it won
derfully efficacious. It hts not failed in a stogie
instance to have the w isbed for effect. 1 am doing a
pretty large country practice, and haTe daily use tor
some article ol the kind. 1 am free to confess that t
know of no remedy recommended by the ablest
authors that is so eeitain and speedy in its effects. On
the contrary they are unceitain in the extreme. My
object in writing you is to find out upon what terms'!
can get tbe medicine directly from you. Iff can get
it upon easy terms, I shall use a great deal of it. t
am aware that tbe use ol such articles is conn at;, to
the teachings and practice of a great majority of the
regular line of M. D.’a, but I see no just cause or good
sense in discarding a remedy which we know to be
efficient, simply because we may be ignorant of its
combination For my part I shall make it a tule to
use all and any means to alleviate suffering bumarity
which I may be able to command ; not hesitating
because someone more ingenious than mvself mat
have learned iu effects first, and secured the sole right
to gecutc that knowledge. However, I am by no
means an advocate or supporter of tbe tbousaacsot
worthless nostrums that tiood the country, that .tt
port to cure all manner of disease to w hich bun a
flesh is heir. Please reply soon, and inform me ot
your best terms. I am, s : r, most respectfully
JULIUS P. CLEMENT, M. U.
BULL’S SARSAPARILLA.
A GOOD REASON FOR THE CAFTAIN’B FAITH
READ THE CAPTAINS LETTER AND THt.
LETTER I ROM HIS MOTHER.
Burros B» toucan, Mo., April 80,1866.
Dr. John Bull- Dear Sir —Knowing tbe .efficiency
ol your Sarsajaiiilia, aud tbe healing and beneficial
qualities it possesses, 1 send you tbe following statel
ment of myacase.
1 was wounded about two years ago; was taken
prisoner and confined tor 16 rnoutbs. Being moved
so often, my wounds have not healed yet. 1 have ur-t
sat up a moment since 1 was wounded. I am shot
through the hips. Mv general heaithis impaired, and
1 need something to assist nature. 1 have more faith
in vour Sarsaparilla than in anythirg else. I wish
that that is genuine. Please expre.-s me half a'dozen
bottles, and oblige ('apt. C. P. JOHNSON,
St. Louts, Mo.
I*. S —The billowing was written April SO, IS-,
by Mrs. Jenuie Johnson, mother of Capt. Johnson.
Dr Bull—Dear Sir My husband, Dr. C. S. John
son, was a skilltu! surgeon aud pbysieian in Central
New York, wheie be died, leaving the above C. P
Jobuson to my care. At 13 years of age he bad a
chronic diarrhea and scrofuli, >or which I gave him
your Sarsaparilla. Itcuredhim. I have for ten years
recommended it to many in New York, Ohio and
Powa, for scrofula, fever sores aud general debility,
perfect success has attended it. Tbe cures effected
u some cases of scrofula and fever sores were almost
miraculous. lam very anxious for mv son to again
have recourse to your Sarsaparilla. lie is fearful ol
getting a spurious article, hence his writing to you
lor it. His wounds were terrible, but I believe he will
recover. (Respectfull?,
Jennie Johnson
I>R. .1 O H i\ BIJ 1. 1.,
Maiui/aeturer unit fender of the Celebrated
SMITH’S Tonic Syrup
FOR THE CURE O
j AGUE AND EE V E R \
OK
OHILLS -A3STID FEVER.
The proprietor of this celebrated medicine justly
claims for it a superiority oyer all olber remedies e»tr
offered to the public for the safe, certain, speedvand
permanent cure of Ague and Fercr, or Chills’ and
Fever, whether of short or long slauding. H e refers
to the entire Western and Southwestern country to
bear him testimony to the truth of the as-ertiou that
in no case whatever will it fail to cure, if the directions
are strictly followed and carri ed out. J„ a great many
cases a single dose has been sulhcient for a cure and
whole families have been cured by a single bottle with
a perfect restoration of the general" health. It 'is.
however prudent, and in every case more certain to
cure it its use is continued in smaller doses f, r a
w eek or two ufier the disease has been checked, more
espec.allv in difficult and long standing cai-es. Usually
this medicine will not require any aid to keep the
bowels in good order; should the patient, however,
require a cathartic medicine, aftei having taken ilirte
or four doses of the Tonic, a single do** of Bull'e
Vegetable Family Pills will be sufficient.
t HSF” Dr. John Bull’s Principal Office, No. 40 Fifth
Cross Btreet, Louisville, Ky.
All of the above remedies for sale by
L. W HUNT A CO.,
jao2l-ly Macon, Ga,