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WAITING.
from the Traveler's Magazine.
Serene I hold my hand and wait,
Nor care for Muff, nor full, nor rat.
I rave no more 'gainst iuck nor fate.
For lo! tho stakes will settle that.
I stav my haste, I feign delay—
I inward quake yet show no sign:
A illamond sequence smiles my way,
And tells me that the pot is mine.
Since yesternight till early day.
This little game I've bucked in vain—
And watched the dollars go astray
With sinking heart and aching brain.
What matter if the cash has flown?
I wait with joy the coming bet;
Jly hand shall reap what has been sown,
And make me even with them yet.
go let them draw; I little care
For giddy flush or tempting straight;
And. though 1 cannot show a pair,
All bluffs will I accommodate-.
With each new bet my spirit soars—
Tlie ending plainly I forsee:
Not flush, nor full, nor even “fours.”
Can take the pot away from me.
Dame Fortune long lias proved unkind,
But now at last she deigns to smile,
And in my bosom sits enshrined.
For, lo 11 gather in the pile.
MORNING NEWS LIBRARY, NO. ii.
\ill!.UlF THE ADIIiiIMUCKS.
BY ANNE E. ELLIS.
author of “them women,” etc.
[Copyrighted, 1887, by J. H. EMU.]
CHAPTER XXXV.
The English journals were full of this
new discovery of Lord Dudly s long-lost
child.
Descriptions wore given of the exchange
of the dead for the living babe, and of the
early American life of tho beautiful Nora,
and of her discovery by and marriage to
Sir Arthur Ueaconsfleld—also the confes
sion of Mag and the prospective return of
tho young heiress to her father’s home.
Loud eulogies wore passed upon her an
gelic and exquisite beauty; her grace and
accomplishments, and the delight of Lord
Dudly at the discovery of this lovely daugh
ter si 1 1 ike the young bride he had lost so soon
after marriage.
Bui, these journals modestly said nothing
of the manner in which the Earl had re
ceived this lovely lady when she arrived at
his castle as tho low-born bride of his son;
truly the recital was—
“ Words sweetly placed and modestly directed.”
An inkling of the truth had gone abroad
and been darkly hintedaabutt —but then it is
not safe to expose a lord of the power of a
popular Earl to public scandal —so the mat
ter diod out until the discovery of Norn’s
true parontago and then tongues and press
were busy .
The Earl and Countess wore sitting at the
breakfast table one bright morning, the
lovely English landscape looking unusually
beautiful nfter a shower.
Tho tal 1; was set with exquisite taste—a
lovely bouquet of roses and lilies in the cen
tre filling the room with their fragrance.
The Countess iu her trailing, morning robe
of black velvet and a dainty cap of boniton
lace, crowning but not covering the beauti
ful hair that was iust beginning to be
threaded with silvery linos; the delicate pa
trician face with its noble sweetness was
looking most happy over the contents of a
letter she was reading, and which she had
found with the morning mail at her plate.
The Earl, as was his wont, read the morn
ing paper while he sipped his mocha.
“Interesting discovery and happy re
sults,” read ho in the list of “News at Home
and Abroad.” He glanced down the column
and the name of Boaeonsfield and Dudly ar
rested his attention, and then beginning at
the top he read the full account of the dis
covery of Nora’s parentage.
“Uinph!” exclaimed the Earl, as he fin
ished.
The Countess looked up from her letter
which she had just finished.
“IVhat is the matter, dear?” asked she.
“Strange, most strange! I never heard of
anything to compare to it in my life!” ex
claimed the bewildered Earl.
The Countess looked at her husband with
an air of expectation, and tho Earl in a
slightly embarrassed tone read the article
which he had just finished.
“O, husband!” cried the Countess, as he
finished. “What will we do now;”
“Do, my love! How?”
“In all probability Lord Dudly will bring
his daughter home, and what will he think
if we refuse to recognize his new-found
child!” asked the wife, anxiously.
“Why, of course, my love—we must not
refuse to moet Lord Dudly’s daughter, you
know. Circumstances alter cases.”
But if Nora should resent her previous
treatment and refuse to forgive?’ continued
tho Countess.
“If she is as lovely in disposition as the
Madonna painting represents her to be in
person Ido not think she will. At any rate,
1 can ask her forgiveness and that of my
boy,” replied the Earl, meekly.
“O, husband! then you do forgive him!”
cried the Countess, eagerly.
“Yes, Anne—and have repented of my
hai’shness long ere this In sackcloth qjid
ashes before the picture of the sweet Nora
and her boy, and have almost worshipped
the fair face of Acantha. ”
“0, husband!” was all the wife could say,
while tears of thankfulness coursed down
her cheeks.
“His last new picture wife—the one I
added to tho collection last week—the sweet
baby girl seated on a lied of flowers, toss
ing the fragrant playthings about in her in
nocent. glee with her rosebud mouth up
turned as if waiting for the expectant kiss
—whose is the original?” asked the Earl, his
long silence broken in his eagerness to talk
of the much loved son and tlio gentle girl
lie had learned to love through her picture.
“That is om youngest grandchild—baby
Nora.”
“Then they have two?”
“Yes, a boy and a girl—the boy Arthur
every inch a Beoconsfleld; and the girl the
image of its beautiful mother, who is also
the perfect resemblance of Lord Dudly.”
“Then the name of Arthur Beaconsfield
" ill still be perpetuated,” said the gratified
nobleman.
“Yea, husband. Our boy would not neg
lect that.”
“Aye, wife; he is a true Beaconsfield and
no mistake. Ho lias made himself a name
throughout the world that I am proud of
and that, will live longer than his race.”
The Countess passed her husbund the let
ter in her hand, and he read in the hand
some writing of his son the account which
ho had read in the morning journal; only
adding “that they would return to South
ampton in a few days and would take up
then- permanent residence with L>rd Duil
ly.”
“Ah!” exclaimed the Karl, with tho
shadow of disappointment in his tones, “I
had hoped to have had them here.”
“Tliat we can hardly expect, dear hus
haud, since Lord Dudly has been deprived
of his (laughter’s companionship so many
years.—he will hardly wish to part with her
now.”
“No, that is so. But we can hgve them.
" ith us much of the time as they will be so
very near—mid then we can visit them
Often,” replied the Earl, with a sigh.
“Yes, and wo must make ull preparations
to give them a home-coming worthy of their
Position,” said the Countess, so very happy
that silo could hardly express herself for
joy.
“Yus, iny love, and I will go myself to tho
titled Htutus and bring tho old man here to
Welcome them —the one that was so kind to
our daughter.”
“O, husband!” was all tho Countess could
say.
The Karl without delay set sail for Ameri*
ua tu bring Timmy wno longed to sue his
darling, and it was only a few days before
tho young peoples hotne-coming ere the hap
py old Yankee was at the castle dressed in
a spick-span new suit of clothes and in eager
expectation of seeing his “girleen.” Ho
was the honored guest of the Earl and
Countess who could hardly pay the old man
attention enough, although he did demean
himself by making friends with the gard
ener—a worthy Englishman.
He had also fulfilled the desire of many
free Americans by going to “Yurup” anil
being patronized by the aristocracy—only
the old man with his independent ideas
could not seo the great honor that had been
done him—all he wanted was to see Nora
and the babies.
CHAPTER XXXVI.
The Countess hastened to Margaret to tell
her the glorious news.
“Oh, Margaret!” exclaimed tho happy
lady, as she entered Margaret's room anil
sank into a chair.
“My lady,” said the nurse, seeing the
changed countenance of her nursling.
“Margaret, the Lord has heard our
prayers. The Earl has forgiven and loves
our boy and his sweet wife!”
“The Lord bo praised! The Lord be
praised! ‘The horse and his rider has he
thrown in the sea.’ The Lord has triumphed
valiantly and m His good way! The Lord
be praised! The Lord be praised! See, my
lady—we trusted in Him and He hath heard
us and brought it to pass!” cried Margaret,
witli clasped hands and streaming eyes.
“0. ves, Margaret—He is most good;
here I have been complaining and He has
been working in the heart of the Earl
ever since that sweet, picture entered the
castle—and has humbled his pride to the
dust,” echoed the Countess, rapturously.
And then she road Sir Arthur’s last letter
to this faithful friend.
“She is Lord Dudly’s own child! Ah! my
lady, I thought as much, but I did not
speak it, for I thought if it were so the Lord
would bring it all right iu His own gude
time.”
“Margaret, you have seen him and his
dear wife and little ones, and you cannot
imagine how I long to behold their dear
faces ”
“I know, my lady. But the Lord grant
vou patience and you will have your hungry
heart filled ere long, and find in my angel
Lady Nora the sweetest daughter you could
wish to have—and two dear little loves in
those two innocent grandchildren. And I
can assure you, my dear lady, that his sweet
wife has not weaned the heart of ‘my bon
nie boy’ from his mother. He loves you as
dearly now as he ever did.”
“What sweet words vou tell me, Marga
ret ! O, how sweet.! My heart is filled with
peace,” murmured the mother.
“Aye, my lady, the sweet peace that love
alone can bring. 0, my lassie! He who
ruleth over all and is over all has crushed
the proud hearts and seen Nora of tho
American Adirondacks righted at last!”
said the old Scotch nurse, with pious fervor.
Great preparations were now made at the
hall and castle for tho reception of Sir Ar
thur and Lady Nora.
An elegant suite of apartments was fitted
up in both places, so they could make their
homes at both, dividing the time as they
saw fit.
The news of the expected arrival spread
far and wide, and nobles and tenantry pre
pared to make the event a period of great
festivities.
Lady Nora had long been deprived of her
birthright, but the welcome and pleasure
she was to receive were fully to repay for
the privations she had endured, and they
would be all the more enjoj’able, as she ball
not known the loss she was sustaining, and
was as happy as it was possible for her to be
in her rough, Adirondack home.
The arrival of Lord Ernst and the Count
and Countess Alsleigh brought the news of
the capture and incarceration of Nell, the
author of Nora’s wrongs, and there were
double rejoicings now that fear of all further
annoyance to this gentle lady or her family
was removed.
The young Countess gave the tenantry
such glowing accounts of the sweetness and
grace of their new lady that all were in
eager expectation of her arrival and pre
pared to do her honor.
CHAPTER XXXVII.
Nora’s home-coming was a different affair
from that she experienced once.
The party of travelers, consisting of Lord
Dudly and his daughter, Sir Arthur and the
two children with their attendants, upon
alighting from the railway carriage found
a surging mass of tenantry awaiting their
arrival, and eagerly anxious to get the first
glance of their dear young lady who had
been lost to them for so many years in such
a strange and unusual manner.
Lady Nora, when she stepped out upon the
Elatform and saw tho sea of heads beneath
er. started back in alarm.
“What does it mean, papa?” exclaimed
she, clinging to her father’s arm in terror.
“Mean, daughter? You certainly do not
think our people would let your return to
your father’s halls go by without some wel
coine, do you?” replied Lord Dudly. tender
ly, while Sir Arthur smiled at her fears.
Lord Dudly led his daughter in front of
the multitude where she was met with
deafening cheers and shouts of “Welcome
lady! Avelcome homo!”
Nora trembling with pleasure at this
hearty display of good will smiled and
bowed graciously to the people.
Lord Dudley then led her to tho carriage
and seated herself, little Arthur and baby
Nora with their nurses therein, while Sir
Arthur and himself mounted horses to ride
to the hall.
Tlie crowd followed them until the car
riage entered the gates and then waited re
spectfully until they were invited to enter.
Nora, at the request of her father, alight
ed from the carriage, sending the children
on with it and walked up the broad avenue
leaning on Sir Arthur’s arm. The avenue
was lined with the tenantry dressed in holi
day costume, who covered her path literally
with flowers. As she neared the spacious
mansion with its broad steps a bevy of little
children dressed in white met her, singing
sweet songs and strewing sweet blossoms be
fore her.
Nora’s happiness was too great for words
as she shook hands one by one with the se>'-
vants awaiting her with uncovered heads at
the entrance.
Dame Guedeuough, who was foremost
among the group, Nora recognized instantly
as tlie one who had been so kind to her in
her hour of necessity, and she kissed the
good woman’s cheek most affectionately as
she took tho plump hand in hers that was
noted for its kind nets.
But, another joy awaited them as they ap
proached tho great drawing rooms tilled
with tilted guests, assembled to welcome tho
long-lost daughter to her fatner’s homo.
As the young couple, tlie cynosure of all
eyes, enterod the gorgeous room with its
frescoed walls, its furniture of gold and
crimson and its magnificent, hanging, two
jiersoiis advanced to meet them.
Sir Arthur looked at them in amazement,
and Nora started back in alarm as if she
would flee from that, dread presence, but the
next instant tho two young folks wero
clasped alternately in tho arms of the Karl
and Countess.
“My boy,” said tlie Earl, softly, lest tho
rest should hear, “I do not know how to
greet you; but you will forgive your old
father, won’t you?”
“Forgive, oh, father!” replied tho son, his
voice trembling with emotion as his proud
father thus humbled himself.
“And you, sweet daughter. I wounded!
you surofv—can you forgive your old father?
1 have worshipped th" Madonug in silence
when I thought you tho poor uuiid of tho
American Adirondack wilderness - now I
love the sweet orig.ia! for herself alone.
Can you return that, love and forgive, or
has tny cruelty so embittered you against
me that you cannot pardon?”
Nora raised her heavenly blue eyes to the
proud Karl’s face—not, proud now. hut hum
bled and willing to admit that one of hum
bler birth could be his equal—with love
beaming from them and throwing herself in
the outstretched arms murmured:
“Father —my husband’s father—and my
father—l love you! You did not know,
therefore I have nothing to forgive.”
THE MORNING NEWS: SUNDAY, AUGUST 21, 1887.
The Countess caressed her dear son and
his angelie wife with heart overflowing with
thankfulness; and then tho little children
were fondled by their new grandfather and
grandmother.
Ah! there was danger of their being
spoiled more thoroughly by the Earl anil
his lovely Countess than by their grandpa
Dudly and auntie.
1/ nxi Dudly presented his daughter to the
titled domes and stately lords.
So like her mother was she that many
who had known Lady Dudly almost real
ized the presence of that lady among them
again.
All wondered at Nora’s grace and beauty
as she walked among them, every word
breathing sweetness—the very tones of her
voice, showing the rare culture of her mi nd.
Knowing her story many expected to find
a beautiful ignoramus, whom Lord
Dudly would have to refine before present
ing her to her own rank.
But not so; the mind was as beautiful as
tho body and as cultured as the highest.
Lord Dudly was proud of Nora, and Sir
Arthur delighted with his wife.
With the Earl every graceful movement
and every sweet word of this new-found
daughter that he at. once rejected was a
constant delight to him.
The Countess felt that she had indeed
fouud a daughter, and Lady Nora hail the
sweet, gentle mother she had longed for.
But anew surprise awaited them —Mar-
garet, who had not yet appeared, entered
the stately drawing rooms accompanied by
an elderly gentleman.
Arthur and Nora looked in amazement.
Yes, there was Timmy, or Mr. Tideout,
with well-combed locks and shaven chin,
and dressed in black broadcloth, looking
every inch of him like a gentleman.
Nora greeted hjm with much affection,
notwithstanding the crowd of guests—and
so also did Sir Arthur, who hail the kindliest
feelings for the old man.
Timmy, although delighted to meet his
“lady girleen,"’ was somewhat embarrassed
in so' much grand company, and was soon
allowed to retire—but it was an understood
fact that Dudly Hall was henceforth his
home. At his own request he was to tie the
guest of Dame Guedenough, and was su
premely happy at the prospect of being so
near Nora and her children.
With the children he was delighted, and
they soon loved him to his heart’s content,
calling him “grandpa Tidy.”
Margaret’s wrinkled faco wore an ex
pression of peace that bad not been seen
there for many days—for her “bonnie boy”
and bis bride were again in possession of
their own.
Tho festivities of tho home-coming were
kept up until a late hour —tho grounds were
beautifully illuminated, and fireworks were
set off iu the presence of the guests.
The Earl introduced Nora as “my daugh
ter” to every one he knew, and listened to
every word she uttered with proud satisfac
tion.
It was certainly a strange contrast from
his first reception of his beuutiful daughter
in-law.
Truly the poet says that —
“No to-morrow finds a man
The man he was to-day.”
And—
“ Every heart that hates to-day
To-morrow loves again."
The guests and tenantry at last separated
to give the weary but happy travelers a
chance to rest—but with the understanding
that the festivities would be again re
newed at the castle to welcome home the
young heir and his wife.
CHAPTER XXXVIII.
A few days were allowed the fair heiress
to rest, and the festivities and rejoicings be
gan at the castle as a welcome to the young
heir and his lovely lady—now the mother of
two beautiful babies.
The Countess Alsleigh, “or brownßotty,” as
the Earl still called her, was the life of these
gatherings, and the Earl wondered how he
could have been so blind as to have chosen
her for his son—she was thoroughly in love
with the young Count that many an
amused smile was caused thereby; and she
was so happy at tho pleasant turn of affairs
for her old playmate, and her much-loved
friend Nora, that she was as blithe as she
used to be before she became a staid ma
tron. She glided around among the guests,
giving pleasure wherever she went.
The jubilee given by the Earl, as a wel
come to his son and Nora, was to last all day
and finish with a grand ball in the even
ing.
A large pavilion was erected on the green,
in front of the castle for the tenantry, and
there was dancing and music in which
ail joined—the noble guest and enter
tainers unbending from their dignity and
joining with the common people.
And the feast! Never was such feasting
before. Great tables were spread on the
lawn and whole oxen roasted and served.
Butts and casks of rare wine, that had lain
in the cellars of the castle for ages, were
drank to the health of the young lord and
his “bonnie blue-eyed lady.”
Nora moved gracefully through the
throng winning all by her sweet beauty ;slie
had a kind word and a handshake for each
one—and there was a universal “God bless
you” from all.
Little Arthur had his much-longed-for
pony, and cantered through the throng say
ing “God speed” with gloat, magnanimity
to the amusement of the two grandpas and
the delight of the tenantry—anil won all
hearts when he descended from his much
loved steed to give a sugar plum to a crying
child.
“His father again,” was the universal
murmur of those who had remembered Sir
Arthur in his boyhood’s days.
Sir Arthur’s tutor was there, the vicar, and
firoud to find that his pupil had chosen tho
ligher type of manhood, and wus u noble
representative of it.
Her Grace, the Duchess, much as she dis
liked travel and dreaded fatigue, had con
descended to be present to welcome the
lovely girl aliout whom the world was rav
ing, and whose beauty and angelic grace had
won all hearts and storm,si the citudol of
pride —crushing mightily its bulwarks.
Her heart was also won, and she present
ed the young wife with costly gifts.
The ball was a grand affair. All forgot
that there had been any difference between
the Earl and his son.
On this night all hearts wore charmed
with the beauty of Nora as they had
been with her mother before her.
Her lovely form was arrayed in a costly
robe of satin of the palest rose tint, over
which was draped the finest point lace. 1 lie
handsome family jewels of the Dudly’s
flashed ntid glistened in all their splendor on
the alabaster neck and round, di in pled arms
and the already golden-crowned head.
Nora never felt so happy in her life be
fore as she did this night.
She was attended around this glittering
ball room bv her father, her proud young
husband and her now father—the Earl; the
latter of whom, in his repentance for ills
former crueltv to Nora, strove in evory way
possible to obliterate any traces of his harsh
ness from her mind—anil he succeded ad
mirably. The swo t Nora, forgiving Nora,
noon loved him with all the wan nth of her
generous heart—and also the gentle mother,
in whom sl* had found her longing and
and whom in return idolized this fair
daughter with a passionate love.
The Duchess .showed I sidy Nora especial
attention —and for her sake and for iiis own
honest worth Timmy also, who was present
at this splendid entertainment by especial
request.
To the plain old man with hi* simple
tastes, who had never been accustomed to
anything but an apple paring or a quilting
bee in his own rustic homo ou the other side
of the broad Atlantic, tho scone was daz
zling.
Timmy did not dance. His acquirement
in that line consisted of the sailor’s horn
pqie, which was hardly admissible in this
fashionable ossein hi age; anil his limbs had
become rather less agile since he had grown
old, for even that.
But he watched his “girleen" ns she
moved in echo to the sweet strains of music,
for her movepients were the verjapaetiy of
m< itiou.
Never was isuch augoliu grace and lieautv
seen in Hampshire before, and it will 1 o
many a long day ere such other is met with
again.
The sweet and well-trained voice en
tranced all who heal’d it as the bird-like
notes arose and fell in tuneful harmony.
The tenantry enjoyed themselves in the
illuminated pavilion, and only ended their
frolic to witness the grand illuminations mid
pyrotechnic display— prominent amoiifc the
former being the words in gas jets of “Ar
thur and Nora”—“American Adirondacks”
and “Welcome Homo.”
Daybreak had nearly arrived when the
baud'plaved “God Save the tju vu” and
“The Star Spangled Banner,” both nobles
and tenantry joining their voices making
the old place ring with melody.
The company then dispersed, with loud
cheers and congratulations, to their homes,
and left the two happy families now so su
premely happy by the return of these loved
ones to their midst.
Margaret was at the ball also and took
good care of Timmy—her warm Scotch
heart overflowing with gratitude at the
happy turn of affairs.
CHAPTER XXXIX.
A few days were allowed for Nora to rest,
when now rejoicings were celebrated
throughout the county, at all of which Lord
Dudly's daughter won golden honors for her
rare beauty and virtues.
It required some weeks to become familiar
with her new home, and Nora wandered
through the largo house in rapturous de
light.
It was her home—the home of her dear
mother—the home of her father and genera
tions that had preceded him.
The hall was a grand old house, such as
is rarely seen except in England. Every
room was handsomely and exquisitoly fur
nished and with the good taste that per
vaded the whole atmosphere with a home
like repose.
Nora spent hours before the portrait of
the dear mother whom she had never known,
and the pictures of her race that were so
new to her.
Lord Dudly delighted in showing theso
pictures to his daughter and telling her the
old legends and brave deeds of his predeces
sors.
None of Nora's mother’s relatives were
living but a maiden sister, and the aunt hur
ried to seo this daughter of a much-loved
sister, and Nora learned to love the pleasant
old lady devotedly.
“0 papa!” cried Nora, as they were seat
ed on a divan in the large picture gallery
and baU room—“O papa! my blessings are
so many that I cannot number them! How
sweet it is to be loved so much and have so
many, many dear kind frieuds to love!”
“Aye, daughter. And it is sweet to lie
so lovely that others cannot help loving
you,” replied her father, archly and smooth
ing tho goldon hair.
i )ne or the greatest objects of interest to
Nora about lior home was the old ruin. It
was the remains of an old turretod castle
that had been built by the Dudlys before
the reformation and had been allowed tore
main untouched save by time as a reminis
cence of past greatness.
The greater part of tho old building had
fallen into a state of decay, but tho old
chapel was in a remarkable state of preser
vation, and Nora delighted to sit on tho
rude stone benches by the side of her father
or husband and imageine she heard the to
(leu ms that had so often echoed through the
building.
She loved to wander among the effigies of
the warriors of their ancient lions*;, lying
upon their beds of stone in this old chapel—
they were somewhat broken and dilapidated
but still preserved their ancient form.
And the old Norman church where the
Beaconsfields and Dudlys worshiped Sun
day after Sunday, and whore her dear
mother lay buried, with a beautiful white
figure of a hovering angel over her resting
places. Nora loved that also, and she often
wandered there in company with her father
to sit beside the vault that contained tho re
mains of the precious dead.
The church was so different from the lit
tle American house she had attended in her
childhood days in company with Timmy.
There was a sacredness about its ancient
walls that filled her heart with peacoful
rest.
Timmy went there occasionally to please
Nora —but the old man proferod the little
dissenting chapel, as being nearest to what
he had been accustomed in his own country
—and he was allowed to do as he pleased.
Nora went freely among the tenantry;
and a kind friend they found in her, and all
blessed the day she had come among them.
She comforted the bereaved, cared for the
sick and read to the aged—forgetting hor
self and her own comfort.
Little Arthur was acknowledged as the
prospective “Lord Dudly”—and the young
lordship talked largely of “my people” and
rode often among them on his pony—and
many were the comforts he carried to
them.
Woe be to the leak f that made its appear
ance in one of tho thatched roofs of the
cottages—for anew thatch soon found itself
in place of the old one.
tsir Arthur restored his mother's income
to her and his father provided him liberally
with means, although tho young mau was
independent of all outside assistance through
the proceeds of his art.
A room in the north wing of the hall had
been fitted up for a studio for tho young
artist —it having tho advantage of being
lighted from above; and that, with its ac
companying suite of apartments, found the
artist often busy at the easol or molding
some new design in clay.
And here Lady Nora loved to be with
him—many of her own pretty paintings
graced the walls of the castle and hall, and
she loved to while away a spare hour paint
ing in company with Arthur.
This studio was the favorite retreat and
all found tlioir way there —Lord Dudly, the
Earl, the Countess, and Lady Betty* with
her father and husband.
Never a day passed without the Earl and
Countess seeing their son and the now,
dearly-loved daughter, and often tho merry
laughter of the children rang through the cas
tle to the delight of their grandparent* and
faithful Margaret.
Tho name of Arthur was no longer a for
bidden subject in his father’* household, and
he and his sweet wife wore venerated by
all.
In course of time other little onos were
added to the hall—among them a little
“Anne” and a “Dudly.”
Timmy lived to a good old age and then
died leaving sorrowing friends.
His remains were taken, at his requests, to
the United States to rest beside those of his
mother and Mag.
Nora accompanied them to see tho last sari
rites performed and to have a handsome
monument erected to his memory. Bhe
ever remembered with pleasure that she was
an American by birth, aud was anxious to
sis- much of that land to which she owed
so much.
The Countess survived her husband many
years and saw her milch-loved son, the hon
ored Earl of Boaeonsfield and Nora, a love
ly and much-loved Countess.
Betty'* home was blessed with children,
one of whom, a lovely girl, there Is a pro*
Jiect of being united to the future Lord
Dudly and successor to Ids father.
The friendship between the young Coun
tess Alsleigh and Nora never waned, and
they loved each other very dearly through
out life.
l/>rd Dudly i* a white-haired old man,
but as noble and stately as in days of yore.
Hir Arthur often refers to the days when
he found his wife, and fondly calls her his
“Nora of the Adirondack*.”
THK ENU.
Florida, "Tho Land of Flowers,”
is a paradise for tho invalid, and tho
"Fountain of Youth” was qpoe thought to
lie hid in one of iu forest glades. It, is now
the luiveii of many consumptives, who find
benefit in her genial warmth gnd fragrant
flowers. The consurimtive invalid need not
nis'essarily go so far from home and friends
to get relief. For If not iu the last stages of
tho disease, Dr. R. V. Fierce’s “Goldon
Medical Discovery” will restore to perfect
health. For all chronic throat, bronchial
and luug diseases it is a most reliable spe
cific. bv druggnU.
DRY GOODS.
IN THE GEEAT '
Commercial Race,
Not less than in the swift burst over flat or burrow, hurdle
or steeplechase, the grand qualifications of pluck and en
durance, speed and bottom, mark the winner.
Gray & O’Briens
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Massed capital, unlimited resources and unrivaled prices are
making their indelible mark on the history of the dry goods
market.
ANOTHER LIST HERALDS THE ADVENT OF ANOTHER WEEK.
4 cases Colored Lawns at 2sc., reduced price.
4 bales 4-4 Sea Island at 61c., reduced price.
5 cases 4-4 Bleached Shirting at 6c., reduced price.
47 pieces white Sheer Lawn at Be., reduced price.
5 cases Merrimac Shirting Prints at 5c., reduced price.
Place prominently on the tablets of your memory the im
portant fact that the hour for unloading has arrived, and
Monday, Aug. 22d, heralds the anniversary of
Gray & O’Brien’s Annual Cut in Prices.
50 dozen Children’s Stockings at 15c., worth double.
50 dozen Men’s Standing Collars (one style) at sc.
20 pieces Black Nuns’ Veiling at 10c., reduced price.
40 pieces plaid and white stripe Midis at Bc., reduced price.
15 pieces 45-inch French Nainsook at 25c., reduced price.
DARWIN’S FAMOUS THEORY
holds good on the commercial as on the animal world, and
purchasers begin to recognize the fact that amongst merchants
“THE FITTEST WILL SURVIVE,”
and when towering waves of oblivion roll over sad memories
of dead and gone houses,
Gray & O’Brien Will Still Dictate Prices.
25 pieces imported Sateens at 20c, and 25c., reduced prices.
75 pieces American Sateen at Bc., reduced price.
1,000 yards White Embroideries at 10c., reduced price.
45 pieces choice Colored Batiste Lawns at Bic., reduced
price.
25 pieces bleached Table Linen at 50c., 65c., 75c., 85c. and
sl, reduced prices.
While we live we mean business, as life is too short for
attempts or pretenses that end in nothing. Be in luck. Be
in time. Grasp the bargains, for they are sure to fly.
235 Gents’ Scarfs at 10c., a bargain.
38 dozen Ladies’ Linen Handkerchiefs at 12£c., a bargain.
26 dozen Ladies’ Balbriggan Hose at 25c., reduced price.
25 pieces Black Cashmere at 25c., reduced price.
20 dozen Children’s Gauze Vests at 15c., a big bargain.
A sale of Dry Goods pre-eminently on a more grandly
magnificent scale than anything ever attempted in this or any
other State.
10 pieces 10-4 Linen Sheeting at 82jc., a big bargain.
15 pieces White Linen at 25c., a big bargain.
20 dozen Ladies’and Gents’ Ga uze Vests at 25c., a hummer.
25 dozen fine Linen Towels at 25c., reduced for this week.
20 dozen French Woven Corsets at 75c., a good bargain.
For values never equaled note the undermentioned :
20 pieces Black Silk Rhadame at $1 40 for this week only.
15 pieces Black Satin DeLeon at $1 35 for this week only.
14 pieces Black Satin Surah at $1 25 for this week only.
16 pieces Black Silk Surah at $1 00 for this week only.
17 pieces Black Grosgrain Silk at $1 35 for this week only.
15 pieces Black Summer Tamige at $1 00 for this week only.
10 pieces Bljick Silk and Wool Queen’s Cloth at $1 25 for
this week only.
{^"SPECIAL. —On our Bargain Table will be found Sum
mer Silks and remnants of Black Goods of all descriptions,
which will be sold regardless of profit. We mean what we
say. You will certainly get a bargain.
The extent of our assortment, the excellence of our goods,
the honorable manner in which we deal with all classes, are
well worthy of all patronage extended to
Gray & O’Brien
Mail Orders Receive Careful Attention. I
EDU C ATJOTT AL.
For Full Information of the Atove School*
CALL ON OR ADDRESS
HOENHTEIN MACCAW,
104 Bay Street, Savannah, Ga.
ST. JOHN’S COLLEGE;
Fordham, N. Y.
T INDER the direction of Jesuit Fathers; is
beautifully situated in a very picturesque
and healthy part of New York countv.
The College it fronts every facility for the best
Classical, Scientific and Commercial education.
Board and Tuition per year, S.IOO.
Studies will U* resumed September 7, 1887.
For further particulars apply to
Rev. THOMAS J. CAMPBELL. S, J.,
President.
HARWOOD HI
MARIETTA, GA.
A Collegiate Institute for Young Ladies.
IOCATION unsurpnassed in the South. The
J Fall Term liegtns 14tb. with 4 full Fac
ulty of Skilled Teacher*; the treat apparatus 111
all departments, and new furniture. Superior
advantages In Music and Art. Address
W. H. LKGARE, A. M.,
President.
Academy of St Vincent de Paul,
SAVANNAH, GA.
CONDUCTED BY SISTERS OF MERCY.
Studies will le rosuined September 19, 1887.
For further particulars apply te
MOTHER SUPERIORESS.
Lucy Cobb Institute,
ATHENS, GEORGIA
I’TIF. Exercise, of tills School will be resumed
. SEPT. TANARUS, IHfir.
M. RUTHERFORD Principal.
Rome Female College;
(Under the control of the Synod of Georgia.)
Rome, Go
Rev J. M. M. CALDWELL, President.
r pHIRTY-FIRBT year Is-glns Monday, Sept. 5,
1 IHST. For circulars and information uddresa
8. V. CALDWELL,
Rome. Ga.
MONROE FEMALE COLLEGE,
FORSYTH, GA..
\I7TLL resume exorcises MONDAY, SEPT. 19,
Vt 18N7. The departments of Literature,
Science, Music, Drawing ami Painting an* sup
plied with the best of teachers, under the best
of management. For catalogue apply to
R. T. ASBURY, President*
or 1. R. BRANHAM, Secretary. "
A SHEVILLK MILITARY ACADEMY. North
iV Carolina. S. K. VENABLE, Principal; W.
PINCKNEY MASON, Commander of Cadets and
Associate Principal. For information and Cata
logue address either Principal or Associate Prin
cipal.
TKA AND COFFEE.
TEA!
\\, r K have lust purchased and received a large
* lot of SAMPLE TEAS, mixed. Lovers of
good mixed Tea can now enjoy the l>est at eaina
price otsjltmry lias been sold. We offer the
same at only 50c. per pound; worth sl.
STRAUSS BROS.,
33 AND 22J4 BARNARD STREET.
Pickled Salmon.
Boneless Corn Beef.
Loose Chow Chow.
Fresh assortment FANC* CRACKERS Juat
rncnjved, at
STRAUSS BROS/,
23 AND BARNARD STREET.
COFFEE.
JAVA and RIO COFFEES at lowest market
prices.
STRAUSS BROS.,
32 AND 334 BARNARD STREET.
ICE.
1 CE !
Now Is the time when every
body wants ICE, and we
want to sell It.
PRICES REASONABLE!
20 Tickets, good for 100 Pounds, 75c.
140 Tickets, good for 700 Pounds, $5.
200 Tickets, good for 1,000 Pounds, $7,
50 Pounds at one delivery 30c.
Lower prices to large buyers.
I O E
Packed for shipment at reduced rates. Careful
and polite service. Full and liberal weight.
KNICKEEBOCKER ICE CO.
14 4 BA\ ST.
UNDERTAIi EK.
JOHN H. FOX,
XJ ncLert a_kiox*,
MitHimio 'J'emple,
CORNER LIBERTY AND WHITAKER ST
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