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OX and after SUNDAY the 20th .Tune, tlm Passenger trains ..n the Georgia Central kail road, its branches and connections will on as allows : Leave Savannah 0:15 a m Leave Augnsia 9:05 p rn Arrive in Augusta 4:00 p rn Arrive in Macon 0:45 p m Leave Vlaeon tor Columbus.--.-. -- S:|s p Leave Macon for Ettfaula 9:10 a m Leave Macon for Atlanta 9:15 p rn Airive at Columbus 1:45 m Arrive at Eufaula 0:17 p m Arrive at Adauta. o:'V) a , n n e luv Eufauhi 5 a m Leave Cos nmbus •• LOO p rn Arrive at Macon from AtOu ta t-40 p rn / rriveat Macon from Eutaula 5:15 p m Arrive at Macon from Coiuir.bus t:;>s p w Lea e Mac in 7:00 am Arrive at Augusta 4:<*o p in Arrive at Savannah 5:25 p m (Connects daily at Gordon with Passenger Train, to and from Savannah and Augusta. Jjcofcssfonal Craigs. R. L. GAMBLE, JR. ATTORNEY AT LAW. ILoutsinlic, (Sa. January 6 ly j. G. Cam. J. R. Poliiill CAIN & POLIIILL, A T J’ 011 NETS A T L A VV LOUISVILL, GA. May 5, M/i. •< ’ y T. S. BO I'll WELL. Attorney at Law, Cherry Hill , near L*o (j lb VILL 0 June 3rd, '875. Cm A. F; II- 1). fhyaicuiu uau vurgeou. Sjnrla, <**• SUCCESSFULLY treats Diseases of the O Limes and i liroat, diseases ot the Lye,. ■, sose ami Ear, amt all lOims <H i'ropsey ; dis cases of lie lieart Kidneys, liladder ami Stnc ‘uro secret diseases, long standing Ulcers— Ilomoves lleinoi rheidal Tumors witnout [III II Malms a speciality ol diseases peculiar to t'e males. Medicines sent lo any point on the Railroad. AH correspondence coulidential. . Fohy 15, W* ty H3T813. , CENTRAL HOTEL. LOUISVILLE, GA. Proprietress. BflppH'y SLrocL, LgL. W- - aronsi • W Propriclcr K!■un,t n*i i<> o*• o>- ■ BKsUaL llUllbJi savannah, ga. A. B. L'JGE, —Proprietor. IJOVRD PER DAY n.OO g 81T!HI. WHICH SHALL IT BE? [A rich man who had no children, proposed to his poor neighbor, who had seven, to take one of them, and prom ised, if the ’>arents would consent, that he would give them property enough to make themselves and their six children comfortable for life.] Which shall it be 1 W hich shall it-be ? I looked at John, John looked at me, And when I found that I must speak, My voice seemed strangely low and weak; ‘Tell me again what Kobort said;' And tlieu 1, listening, bent my bead . . This is his lettter: k i • - ‘I will give A house and laud while you shall live, If, in return, from out your seven, Une child to me ter ave is given ’ ] looked at John sold garments worn; I thought of all that lie had borne Of poverty, and wdrk and care, Which I, though willing, could not share; I thought of seven young mouths to feed, Of btven li.tle childrens’ need, And then of this. ‘Come, John,’ said I ‘We’ll choose among them as they He Asleep.’ So, walkiug hand in hand, Dear John and 1 surveyed opr b tnu: First to the cradle lightly stepped Where Dtllian, tuo baby slept, cioltl" the father stooped to lay His rouge baud down in a loviug way. When dream or whisper made her stir, And huskily he said: ‘.Mother!’ We stopped bedde the trundle bed, And one long ray of lamplight shed Athwart the boj ish faces there, In sleep so beautuui and lair. X saw on James’ rough, red cheek A tear uudned. Ere John -outd speak, 'He’s nut a baby, too,’ said 1, Ami kissed him as we hurried by. Pale, patient Koubie’s angel taco Salt in his sleep boro suffering s trace, ‘:<o, for a thousand crowns not him" lie whispered, while our eyes were dim. PoirD.ck! had Dick! our wayward son—- XurPuieut, restless, idle one— rjuuld lie be spared! Nay, lie who gave Hade us to betrteml hiui to the grave; Only a mother’s heart could 1 e Patient enough lor snob as he; *. nil so, su'd John. ‘1 would not daro To take him Irom U-r boJstde prayer.’ Th u sole we.softly up above. Ami Knelt hy Mary, child of love’_ ‘Pet haps for her’twould belter bo,‘ 1 sud to Joint. Quito silently He lifted up a cun that lay Ac oss her cnees in a vvi Du. way. dal shook Ins head: ’Nay, love, tiot thee. The white my heart shook audibly. Only one more, our oldest lad, Trusty andlaithtui. g.od mid glad, &u Its ins father. ’No, Joint, u.l I cannot, wilt not, let him go.’ 6 we wrote ill a coarteau, way, V, e co-mt not give one ehitd away,* And uf ei’wuid toil lighter seemed, i musing ot that ot winch we dreamed, Happy in tru.h that no one face W ts missed from its accustomed place; Trust, l g the rest to Oun tu ilea- e t. UUH NEW YORK LETTER. Starting tiie Centennial —Tiie Bro Tea-Party on Record— 6,ooo DANCERS. [From Our Own Correspondent']. New York, March 2,187 G. Editors News 4- Farmer :—The past week has witnessed the lirst great Cen tennial occasion of the big Centennial year, and the ball may now be consid ered opened. Washington’s birthday was the time, and the occasion referred to was what was called a grand Cen tennial Tea-Party, but which, in reality, was nothing more nor less than a mon ster ball with a tea-party ‘attachment.’ The scene was the group of halls on Fourteenth street and Irving Place, all three of which were connected lor the evening. The tickets were great steel engravings something less than a toot square, tilled with scenes and emblems of a century ago. Most of this mam moth ‘pasteboard, ’ whose size befitted the scale upon which the whole affair was planned, was intended to be kept by the holder as a souvenoir, the real card of admission being a narrow por -fotafced coupon bearing the passwor i of the year with which we are all get ting familiar by degrees (I wont repeat it Imre, but will just hint that it com mences with C and ends with l). The Academy of MusiCj which is the largest auditorium in the city, was the main hall, and this was connected on one side with Nillsoii Hall, appropriately draped and used as a supper-room, and on the other, by a temporary enclosed bridge thrown across the street, with Irving Hall used for a tea-room, an.l for the display of revolutionary relics. Early in the evening the guests began to choke the main entrance, and for more than two hours continued to pour into the place, until it looked very much as though all the carriages north of Ma son and Dixon’s line were congregated in the streets leading to the centre of attiaction. The order of exercises was quite elaborate. At ten o’clock the curtain of the Academy ro3e, disclos ing a large chorus an and orchestra, which at”)ace commenced tin performance of a hymn written for the occasion; This ended, the singers dispersed, and a doz en couples, 'ftttflrcd after the most gor geous fashion of the last century, slowly advanced upon the parquette, which was floored over even with the stage, and dauoed the stately minuet of that period with the utmost grace. This over, there followed the grand entree, one procession being headed by Rea*-admiral Bowen and Mrs. John C. Freemont, and the other bv Gov. Tildan THE NEWS AND FARMER. LOUISVILLE. JEFFERSON COUNTY. GA„ MARCH 9, 1870. and the Mayor of New York. When j these processions were over, the acres 1 of polished fteor were speedily Hilled with guests and the dancing commenc ed. In addition to the distinguised per sonages above-named, there was present a large number of other prominent sol diers and civiliians. Mr. Frank Leslie with his beautiful wife, one of the most elegant ladies in New Yoik socie ty, occupied a proscenium box and was surrounded by a brilliant coterie of la dies and literary personages, the bright particular star being. Mr. Joaquin Mti ler. As noticed in a previous letter, these gentlemen have recently assumed the relatiou of and publisher. Mr. Miller, by his new* novel, ‘l’ink Countess,’ having contributed in no small degree to the phenomenal success of the ‘Popular Monthly,’ which was, perhaps, the boldest, most daring liter ary enterprise, not only in Air. Leslie’s career, but in the whole h story of American publishing. It remains a mystery, even to the trade, how a mag azine of 128 pages and 100 illustra tions, can be afforded for twenty cents, especially when a portion of the con tents cost as much as this new novel. The exact sum paid the author for The Fink Countess’ is not divulged, but it is known to be very large. Only two numbers of the ‘Monthly’ have appear ed so far, and yet there are to-day over a hundred thousand readers impatiently waiting the coming issue witli its mine of miscellaneous treasures, and the con tinuation of the graphic and romantic tale just mentioned. No small propor tion of the interest which attaches to this romance, arises from the convic tion which tiie opening chapters carried that the poet’s own secret life is but thinly veiled in the experiences of his hero. But tc return to tiie festivities. The number present by midnight could not have been less than 6,000, and the scene throughout was gorgeous in the extreme. Tue floor, boxes, c uridors and adjacent halls were one mass of brilliancy and beauty. Your corres pondent was never much of a •Jenkins ;* iu fact, he is the object of much snub bing from his female relatives on ac count of liis uncertainty as to whether any particular article of feminine appa rel was flounced seven or eight times, or whether it was cut bias or trimmed endwise; but it did not require the practiced eye of a society reporter to appreciate tht be.vil taring enhancement of fair woman’s charms which the sumptuous costumes afforded. It look ‘ed far more like a scene from the Ara bian Nights than one laid in a city whose ceaseless cry for months has been ‘Hard Times!’ Acres of silks and satins, miles of cosily laces, jewel ry by the carload, and diamonds by the bushel were there, and aided to form a pageant that even the cynical old soci ety veterans who are forever descant ing upon past glories, were forced to acknowledge unsurpassed in their ex? pericnce. And thus the kaleidoscope went on, promenading and •dancing to tiie enlivening strains of three full or chestras, until at about dawn the bright colors dispersed and faded, ending the great social event of tiie season. i Radix, i liSCBLLMEBUS. THE TWO PREDICTIONS. “The air to-night is balmy as the breath of angels. ’ “And the stars arc as beautiful as your own sweet eyes.” Annie nestled closer, and unheeding the compliment which followed her po etic sentiment, gently laid her hand on my shoulder, and sail— “ This is a glorious night for story telling. Tell me a story.” “What shall it be, farce, commedy or tragedy?” “The commedy of life suits me better than its tragedy. The first will please, the second frighten me.” “You have steame 1 up the Mississip pi River in summer time.” “Yes, fro n iVew Orleans to St. I.ouis you know.” “Well then, you shall have a story running from the levee of one to the landing of the other. If during the re cital, 1 catch you in a single jealous act, I shall refuse you another story, however mush you may coax me with your sweat eyes and honied tongue.” “ Worn down by incessant mental labor, r decided to leave the Crescent City fjrtha wed and nort i. Calvin E 1- son might have claimed me for a broth er I could scarcely liud a thought with a search warrant. My nerves ware un strung, and my appetite gone. Na ture, yon know, never fille 1 to reple tion my granary of humor. M'y stock was exhausted. “A glorious beautiful June evening was that on which the steamer turned her prow up the’torrent-like old Father of Waters. All along the great levee thousands of little flags, the ensigns of the commercial houses, and speculators, fluttered from their battle indnt of boxes and bales of cotton. The sun had gone down among all kinds of fantastic clouds beyond Lake Rcnchar train, and a soft, hazy twilight settled over the elongatod city from Chalwette to Jeiferson; “Standing on the deck, listening to the lusty songs of the ebony deck-hands and watching the vessel cleaving the muddy waters, I resolved to leave, if . possible, care behind, and seek health in the arms of pleasure. WliylJwte villo set up his t eodolite in the old Place ’d Arms ( and laid out a city in a swamp inhabited iby alligators and frogs, and why the Knight of the Saff ron Flume came on Sis errand of dea’h and twenty other things which I thought of in so many minutes, were ail dismissed from my mind. I found that I could think orlee more, and that was the first step towards restoration. “‘(Till you have some stake, sir?' asked the waiter, as I sat down to the table to go through the motion of eating. “Mechanically I replied ‘yes.’ ‘•1 hated the very name of meat.— For days and nights T had been discus sing at the point ofjgvy pen the Anglo llindostanee war. *Jkthc Britislwcus tora of eating fiendishness of shooting Sepoys from the mouth of a cannon. If the tiger laps blood, and becomes more ferocious from the lapping, why should not the Briton, who does the same thing? And then you remember, Fuseli, the paint ter, and Mrs. Ratclifle, the romancer, when they wished to get up some hor rible picture of suffering or death, ate raw meat for days together. “There was another aversion <o be conquered—dislike to society. And here begins the ma v row of my story. “I looked in vain among the passen gers for a congenial companion. The only man at all companionable was the captain. He talked well, and it was a positive pleasure to hear him give, on the hurricane deck, learned astronomi cal opinions, lie knew so much of Ju piter, Neptune, ami Uranus,that one al most fancied he had slept under the tel escope of Herschel. •‘Among tiie ladies, there was one who annoyed me. She had coal black eyes. Such eyes are my detestation. 1 love blue eyes. You have them. Annie. Do you know that I think most of the angels have blue eyes !’ ‘And do you thiukdevils have black?’ asked Annie. “Blue eyes melt, persuade; black rivet, command and paralyze. Nature, in her serenity, is blue, Toe ocean is calm an:l blue, so is tiie sky, and so the mountain. But in the storm how black the deean, the sky, and the mountain ! There, run the parallel as far as you please!” “But suppose the lady’s eyes had been gray,wool i you have disliked them then?'’ “i would not have loved them, I think, for grey is the eye of persistence ; it is the e. eof conquest. Alary Q leen of Scots had gry oyejs, and see what persistence iu error. .Sue would have gone on marrying until the last days of a good old age, had not Fotheringay Castle stopped her. “But to go on. At Biton Rouge a pair of Cue sweetest blue eyes came on board. The owner was slightly, yet gracefully formed, young, with the step of an antelope an l the mein of a thoroughbred. She was a bloo lre la tion of Hebe and Juno. There was that tranquil expression of face which betokened a woman passe 1 twenty,’and one who had seen much of the world, and perhaps had been acquainted with grief. Yet the face still retained some thing of girlishness. 1 never saw a face which wore such an expression ol I mingled serenity, jsadness an l gentle ness. The very minute I put my eye i upon her, 1 said, “Now L shall not bo without a companion.” ’ “Were you disappointed?” interrup ted Annie, somewhat anxiously. The little vixen was growing jealous; I could feel her lingers tighten on my arm. “The belle of Baton Rmge was the belle of the palatial steamer. Her ap pearance was the signal for a shower of glances. Sue had the same influence upon us as a certain drug, name l beila donna, has upon the eyes—she caused a certain dilatation of thepuplis. “Very royal was the walk of the young stranger. I saw her foot for a moment. The instep curve 1 like that of the finest walkers in the world, the high-bred an l the blue bloo led Ci istillian.” “Ah!” said Annie, 1 see how it was, you fell desperately in love with her at first sight.” There was in the tone the least per ceptible irony. “If you think j3#,” I replied “let the story drop right here.” “By no means. Do not frown. G-o on and L will not interrupt you again.” said she. “So be it, dear ” and a kiss on the forehead brought the smile into An nie’s eyes. The lamplight across the street seeme 1 to burn more brightly. “‘Red Stick,’ that is'the name the ungallic natives have for the beautiful town embowered among the trees an 1 flowers of Louisiana—‘Kel Stick’ was at once popular among the male pas sengers of the steamer. It had cast a flower in their midst, fairer than the magnolia grosms and orange bowers. “ (Then her fingers touched the keys of the piano she did not need admirers to turn over the leaves for her. When she sang, no oantralrke awakened more admiration She was name 1 after the beautiful State that gave her birth, Louisiana. ••Just twp syllables too long.” re marked Annie. “Yes; it i? no easy matter to put Louis Quarto?/',’ with his feminine af fix, into one’s pocket of names, it strains the seams, lift Annie can bnslippei in au'l buttons l over without the sligh test trouble. “Louis Ravel was left a widow be fore she was out of her teens. Her com pensation was a large sugar plantation ami a home in which wealth, luxury and taste combined to make it attractive. I shall not tire you with a description of one of the sugar planters. I let's was not the quaint oi l fashioned plan tation, house of the ceoles—two stories | with large, high outdoor stairway, pear shaped roof, and broad verandahs on every side—but a modernized dwelling, spacious and airy, such as marks the taste of Anglo- Amei ioan planters from ! adjacent states. These are always ■ spots of beauty, for no people in the j world are fonder of flowers than those of Louisiana. The juice of the cain is not sweeter*U> the vesta than the scent i •of the aemi-tPop'ca' dowers to the thin ’ nostrils of the fcvir h lies of that State. They dwell in . 1 a' nosphero the year’round. . ’ d : 4 her fair of mv Wtuif storv. Had she 'not, 'travelled? Was she uot aecomplisho 1 and Wealthy, and then surpassing fair?” “Dear mo ! I shall beleive at last that you wore in love with the strang.gr,” said Annie, “Hear the sequel, and then decide.' Days went by, and although meeting each other constantly, there was no recognition, intrepid mediocrity had distanced me in the race for smiles.— Once 1 took part in a conversation when she was present. It was a iite rary conversation, and her v>s a vis made a fool of himself. Evidently she thought so, for I caught the faintest glimpse of a contemptuous smile cross her face. She neither notice 1 nye or seemed to hear a w ir l that 1 uttere 1. I was digusted. There‘was a rapid dislike growing up within me. To tell the truth, before we had passed C tiro I learned to hate. At least I did when ever 1 thought of her disregard for the most gentlemanly efforts to engage her attention. I won! 1 not have aske lan introduction for her entire sugar plan tation and her next year's crop in the 1 bargain. “ft was a lovely day when reach ed Caron ielet. Tiie bright bird’s nest of a town sat smiling in the sun on its rocky enrnence. Every passenger was on dock enjoying the weather and the •approach to St. Louis. Among those who stoo 1 within the toss of a hand kerchief from me wer? the black eyes and th 5 blue, the sprightly widow from Caronslet an i the charming widow from Baton Rouge. ‘Presently I was approached b\ r black eyes. ‘Sir,’ sai l she. Airs. R, of B it.ni; R urge, requests me f > iDeoyy hi t-o tiie spot where she is standing.’ •You are a inarming decoy.’ replied 1. with an air of gallantry, and I place myself at your coinmin i. I could feel iny eves twinkle at the pi enure very akin to a hit of revenge. I'iie proud lady had at last vieldo 1. We mat. Tue lady’s ev es fell as I gazed into them. By Jove, who was conquer. 1 now? It was a draw, battle, n.y vanity sug gests l: but lam a little afrai I that the molest attitu lc. the going down of the violet stars un 1 _*r a dark clou 1 of fringe, made a captive of a vaunting her >. Milam, said I spasmoßeally re gaining mv composure, how is it that we have been on this boat for seven lays, and become acquainted at this late hour? There wis a dash of impartiueu iu this query, for a morsel of my former bitterness got somewhat under mv tongue. If she noticed, her heart for gave the speaker. Turning liar Dine eyes full upon. me. and with a smile so inexpressibly sweet that made me at once regret my ru leness, she answered in a low voice : Jt is not my fault, Mr. Leroy. l’ermit me to say that it was not al together mine, 1 said, bowing low. S io did not notice this second, though soft ened bit of rudeness. Well, then, the fault was mutual. I trust we shall know each other better some day. Amen ! I replied laughing. Dp. you stop in St. Louis? No Do you? No; I go West, N >rt’i. anywhere to regain my health. I shall return to St. Louis during the sum.nor, and then 1 shall see yon. That cannot be, as I spend the. sum mer with iny uncle, some distance in the interior of M issouri. During this colloquy I had determin ed to venture upon a prediction. Remember we shall meet agnoi on my return. Jot it, down ponder on it. and await the fulfillment of this bit of prophesy. She looked curiously at me, as if doubting uiy sanity. It was wicked in you to practice sueh deception, said Annie. Wicked ! I like. that. I don’t know how the idea got in my heat. Did I put it there, or was t he result of an im pression from an external source? Solve me that riddle. There are in uiy tnysteri. jtlnt neith er you nor I can solve, an 1 perhaps this is one of them, replied Annie, in a subdued voice. We parte 1. Nearly months had gone by when 1 returned. Id}" j health was thoroughly restored. Where shall l put you down, sir? said Jehu, on tha Illinois side. At Rarnnm’s. I hai heard much of this jovial landlord, and wished to taste his dishes. My toilet was made in a hurry for a late breakfast in the ladies* or Unary. I paused at tha door, glanced rapidly at the guest, and, io ! near the hea t of the table sat the beautiful young widow of Baton Usage. An i there was a vacant seat near her, tool Approach ' ing tier I bowed: Madam, you see I am here. With a half bewildered look she fal- ; tered ; Yes. It is strange. Not at all. I had a presentiment that I should meet you in St. Louis on jmy return. And look, you Stave a va cant seat for me at your side ! (Uficn did you arrive? j About fifteen minutes since, 1 re plied. Fray when did you come to town? Yest onlay evening. Ido not under stand this. and came quite unexpectedly. My uncle was annoyed at my -so l ien resolution to come to town,” j “ You came to meet me, to w>.‘ .-•• l ino—to fulfil mv prediction." -^3 ".She biiiMred fleepiy. r h 1 A ' had a long, long talk. In tiie evening a steamer was to depart from New Or leans. Business called me home .speed ily. Before leaving her I said : We shall meet in New Orleans next winter. No. I do not expect to visit the city next winter. But you will; and, more, you will ap prise me of your visit. Sue looks lat me creduouslv. Mv confident manner and tone caused a re action. If I di l visit the city I surely woui i never forget myself so far as to sen l , you word of my coming. But you will do both. Remember, we meet next winter ! And now. don't i be ollbn led at my boldness. The d• ;r is hunted in the very presence of tiie hunter. Again we parted. Tiie rich sn nmer of Louisiana rolls i fast with its wealth of sunshine, foliage | and flowers. Taere is no aiituin ; me i summer gli des into winter almost ini-! perceptibly. i One day while paining an editorial, j a gentleman walked into my sanctum. i call to say that Mrs. R. of Baton , Rouge, sends her compliments and ex- i pacts to be in tiie city un ihe coming Tuesday. J quietly asked, Where wiil she stop at? At the St. Charles Hotel, sir. Hcrcommiug was anticipated, I was' about to say. but strangled tiie words, j Fray tell her that l snail lie most happv I to see her, at will call at the St. diaries 1 next Tuesday. | 1 stood before her. Her lips parte i as if about to speak. She blushed, bu. ! said not a word. Well, Lou, I see that you have com-' ■ i to see Tno at last, and sent me void o. ; | your coming, too ! j There was just enough exultation in ; this utterance to arouse her pridw ! ; did not care for that. No w miau ov? j entan Rod in such a web of curious coin j i cadences can free herself when she 1 | pleases. I knew by her look that she I was rqystilie i in the midst of tiie little clou I of indignation which was rising. Don't j'ou thiuk you are a little fa miliar? i Lou, Ido not. I looked at liar with j a conical ini hi lance that swept the | cloud away in an instant. Breaking | into a laugh, she extende 1 her lian 1. I lam glad to. sac you, in spite of your > impertinence. Really. 1 ha i no idea ! until recently that 1 should cone here. | Aly frien 1. he who calle t upon you, was jon the eve of leaving soon after in v j mind was male for a visit, and, without I thinking, l sent my co nolimouts, an and tol l him to say on what day I should arrive, I rushe lto revoke Ml had sai l, but it was too late. His carriage had just gone as I laid iny hand on the gate, It was not ordamed that you should bain time to revoke your request. Are you a fatalist?. No. my dear. Do you remember the Corsican Brothers? Chateau Renan 1 an i his friend was fleeing from the ven geance of the surviving brother, and without being aware of it the carriage upset on the fatal dqeling ground. Re nan I's friends says, the carriage was overturned because the postilion was trunk. No, said the duelist; the pos tilion was drunk that the carriage might be overturne 1! I make two pre dictions ; it is not because 1 make them that we meet, but you come to fulllill my pro lictions. I saw that slip, was bewildered. Evi dently she believed that I was gifted with some strange prophetic faculty; in fact, l was half a convert myself. Will you give mo another test of your power? I shall not. But let the alphabet de cide our feelings and our wishes. H ire, 1 will take this pencil and write on the i fly leaf of the bible. twenty-six letters. Naither you or I will presume to play false within those sacred pages any game of chance. What are yon at now? she inquired curiously. No m itter. Do you consent to play this game? Women, sometime* don't like to an iwer direct questions, if there is some delicate way of answering indi rectly. The alphabelt shall talk for both. Go on ; mv curiosity is excited. I will propound two questions. The I answer shall be given thus: we are to | close our eyes, and the letter touched i by the tip of the pencil is to be consid ered a full response.” ‘•You will be beaten. It "is next to | impo vsiblc that both can pause on the 1 answering letter. For this reason I agree.” I Measuring the istance from letter to letter with my eye i for a moment, / ■ shut out ail light and asked : ••Whom docs Lou love—some on 3 el is or I(" l ran pencil over the letters a id NO. 4-4. S’ ... "and. Opening my eyes 1 found it rtjs*l on 1. Her face flushed, and she looked pnz z and. t gave her the pencil, and asked: Whom will Lon marry? Tiie baud that held the pencil was tremulously. Running over the letters te iittde instrument paused on U’. .she ope n e and her eyes and took it. dy away. ”, ,ic pencil fell to the door, but, the sweet lady did not. ' am beaten. Fate is against m° ! ‘ siv-‘ •'••:, luit rays of sunshine broke i :.hr >u trie cri :-cm of her face. 1 iet - ,u and I Ia ke the consequences. I-fcav- some where read this exquisite ■ , .(into every man on this "i a beautiful fellow soul. union with anyotiier scarcely less a I crime.' She bent liar beautiful head until it rested on mv shoulder, and then turn ing over tha leaves in the bible, rested her 11 iger ou those sweet words of Ruth to N tom i : ‘Whither thou guest, /will go; whew* thou lodgeat ! will lodge; thv people shall be mv people; anil thy God, mv God : where thou diest, will / die, and there will Ibe buried. The Lord do so to me, and ;n ire also, if aught bu*’ and >ath part you an 1 me.” ••Am -n !’* /pa isiouately respond'd. “And what became of her?” aske 1 Aunt >. ••Mv little darling. / have toil von tiie :tor.v ofyour father's courtship and your mother’s. She has gone to R 'til and all the sainted worn >n whose beauty and fidelity ou this earth helped to make it a sublunary heaven. V m were a wee thing when she died; md let me say you need u ever h jealous o r ray love for another. Y-mr mother lives here in your swee face, we shall Van l on t-ne other side, hand in hand, to wolc.ome our daughter when her me is -lone. Annie bowel her Imud, and pother soft arms aron iI mv neck. Two tears droppe i upon mv hoso n. and vve w ;nt in from the starlight. JOSEPH and AIRS. POTIP3AR. This famous I’gen lis still found among the Egyptians of to-day. but in a somcvvlia* diifirent form from t!;at of t-i e Biblical narrative. M. De Eesseps, the distir, pi:shod en rineer and cava it, wlio has r *s >d > 1 mucli in ili‘ a E .st. gives this as t iE ryotiau tra I tun : it;li phar was not a tend >r-!iaa“te I man— H.: i iS"virone-l his w M ns-' to Josep >., alt-htiu r i tiie -aly an 1 J >.-•? ih asserted t ieir ;•>•. lc.uice. The jn igeor fared nn i.iqnir , a i l the wife of l’otiphar. in her dei'ens-*. urged that her passion foi .1 >;cp!i ha 1 been awakened by his pm-- s >’i:i.i b ‘auty. which she declared no woman povitiy could resist. Others she said, would have done as she ha 1, an sue was invite 1 to prove it ()i be ing set at liberty she invited a number of h;:• female trim Is to meet her at liar i house, without informing them of her i purpose,. To each guest an orange and la golden knife was given, an 1 tiiv were [requested not to cut the oranges until I the lady of the house, had given Mum j the signal so to do, by pronouncing the I word “Now.” The ladies, with their j oranges in one hand, and their knife in II lie other were gazing in surprise at their lioste*s when sn 1 ienly fin and >or opened and Joseph made his appear a-ice standing on the threshol l. ‘N >w.‘ j cried tin: wife of Potiphar, but her • ! guest- captivate I by the beauty of the i Hebrew, paid no attention to what they I were doing, and consequently, cut their I fingers. The party was calle 1 before the judge on the following morning; every one of the ladies save one. h>d her wounde 1 h.an 1 in the folds of her dress, while the one whose hand was unhurt etda'e l that she had escaped the common fate by throwing her knife i away the moment she saw him ; and on j being further pressed with questions, j declared that hid she not thrown hp i knife away she would have stabbed it • - |s df to the heart, because she could I not li 'ar to look on the Hebrew and j know that sh> could never possess him : as a husban 1. Symptoms of M uni:x Celibacy When a woman begins to have a little dog trotting after her—that’s a symp tom. When a woman begins to dr nk her tea without sugar—that’s a symp tom. When a woman begins to read love stories in bed —that’s a symptom. IFiieu a woman begins to say that she has refused many an offer—that’s a symptom. When a woman begins to talk about rheumatism in her kne ‘s and elbows—that’s a symptom. When a worn in fm Is fault with her looking-gla? i and says it don’t show her fea'tires right—that's a symptom. When a wo man begins to talk about cold draughts, and stops the crevice? of the doors and win lows—that’s a symptom. When a. woman changes her shoes every ti nr> she comes into the house after a walk —that’s a symptom When a woman b 'gins to have a ca ! at her elbow at meal time i, an 1 give iit sweet milk that’s a symptom. When a woman be | gill? to say that ;• servant has no hint. li(MS Will Jl ?VY j Wu —t liilt’s ft n\ ton. When a woman begini to wh.it a di -adfu! et of creatures men arc. and that she wouldn’t be brtl er-’d | with one of them for the world—t ut’s | a symptom. ! “Meet nm by gaslight, alon' l ," sang a II irle n s-.vaiu beneath the wi ;1 iw j “Now. you get out: 1 ain't no gas ’ replied the gen'd’ creature, throwing opri the lattice, an l sending the non teats of tha tan kettls on his hea I.
