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Ly & REID, Proprietors.
The Family Journal.—News—Politics—Literature—Agriculture—Domestic Affairs.
GEORGIA TELEGRAPH BUILDING.
pLISHED 1826.}
MACON, FRIDAY, JUNE 5, 1868.
{VOL. ILII.-N0. 34.
, jrsTJCJC MAJ.'S If ALL'S STA TUE.
I . been furnished us in ronnu'crirt
y\. •;,-inally appeared in tho Richmond En.
written immediately after tho inaucu-
£ j.y Martha)]’* Statue, by Irons Rta-
, jiYirsinlan, scarcely of tho ago of man-
j to too you, John Marthall, my boy,
‘‘Jiw* tho chisel of Rosen,
[ . it stand on the monument there,
J- 'j'^ti tho other old cod son,
* foiitrton, J nlfonnn. lTasrj aad asoh,
' with a treat traaatreadon,
.'j fashioned notions of freedom and right,
.. -tJ of wrong and oppression.
| tfe atherlatetoy"ur pedestal, John,
EgsietouMblMhiiiheHt
lismeyou hold is no longer tho law,
jji, U no longer Vlrfint*.
rjiirtkell law you oxpoundedof yoro
at all to tho purpose,
c# »«ftiallaw of tho now brigadier
.'gforthan habeat corpus.
tho Tolumo shut with care,
iwtbedayaof tbo law aro ovor.
.tel* all your brass to be holding it thore,
j “.laities" Inscribed on theoorcr.
j|if« awaken the limb of bronxc,
jUtss in the burnished eye,
oii,i jedo with that minute of life,
En«a »f the days gono by ?
' 7y ou chide as, or blame us, blush or weep,
, Boa of the days gone by?
I aid Jrffition tier up tho scroll he holds,
liattinehfth prorcnalic,
L)fir*hsJlsbil the volume of law,
j jsy it down with a sigh ?
.! Muon roll up the Bill of Right*,
j ,rjr*unworthy to scan it,
rdssh down the eloquent sword,
..-Unfit against the granite ?
rKington, seeled in massy strength
lit Parser that paws the air.
(lt**< his sons in their disgraon,
iihe ride so proudly there?
.;] yet him down from his big brass horse,
ttwtr his face at our shame,
land of hi* birth is now "District One,”—
pit wai onco the name.
3) BY A MUTE ALPHABET.
sell you a story how I saved ir.y
entirely through having learned
1: and dumb alphabet,
vwerc two little boys who used to
*nd etay with Frank and me when
trc first married, and they could
shear nor speak.
(j wercdlcaf and dumb; they could
A except with their fingers—so—
.verso much quicker,
rkaml I learned this foreign alpha-
tmqiose that we might understand
v said. They were quick and j
The next instant, and the wretch
sneezed again, and pushing aside the bed >
which rolled on castors, I felt that he was
standing beside my pillow looking at me.
If he had given but the one sneeze, he
might perhaps have believed me, as *
lay quite still breathing as regularly as
could, and pretending to be asleep; hut he
reasoned very justly, that unless I was
deaf or dead, I must have been awakened
by the sound.
“You are awake, marm,” said he in
very gruff voice, “and it’s no use your
shamming! If you don’t want a lap with
this life-preserver, just look alive.”
I opened my eyes exceedingly wide at
I this, nnd saw a man with crape over his
face, standing by the bed; ho had a club
with two knobs on it, in his right hand,
and with his left hand pointed to the safe.
“Is the money there?”
“Tho plate is,” said I, with a tremulous
voice; “pray take it, sir, I’m sure you are
very welcome;” for he might have taken
everything valuable in the house, with all
my heart, so long as ho would leave me
alive.
“The money—the gold—the notes—are
they there?” he cried again in a whisper.
“It’s all there,” repled I, though I
knew nothing about it; “all except fifteen
shillings and six-pence in my purse, on
the dressing-table yonder. There’s silver
mustard pots, besides, in the pantry, and
a couple of candlesticks in my husband’s
study, only they arc plated, and I would
not deceive you, sir, on any account.”
“You had better not,” said the burglar,
grimly, “or it’ll be the worse for you.”
He immediately produced a key like
that my husband used, approached the
safe; but as he did so his guilty ear caught
a sound of foot-steps on the stairs.
“Who is that?”
“My husband,” said I, “hut pray don’t
hurt him.”
“Is he not gone to town, then ?” cried
the ruffian, with an oath of disappoint
ment.
“He’s going at 12,” replied I; “he is in
deed.”
“If yon tell, woman,” said the burglar,
hoarsely, “if you breathe but one word of
my presence here, it will ho the death
doom of you;” ho had slipped into the
alcove and drawn the bed back to its
place in an instant.
My husband entered himself immedi
ately afterwards and even while he was
in the room I heard the awful threats re-
’zity could read and write, aye,
4 at and sew, and do many other
£ikh most boys would make but
find at.
. rould play at draughts, and’ at
usaon and chess, and at fox and
iswell as any boys. They could
:t<ee what we said, though they
y hear, with such quick, eager
thev watch every movement of
We soon, however, got to talk
t-Tis with our tongues, and some-
*ien the lads were not with us,
nJ I often talked In that manner,
were alone, for practice.
Ai*aed that on one occasion lie
?o to London on important busi
es to have been gone by the af-
tnun, but something dsfamdUin
* tv waa not able to leave beforo the
■fipress. I was not in very good
»nd retired to my bed-room about
in before his departure; he prom-
Wver, to come up and bid me
’Mireho started, which would
12 and 1 o’clock in the morn-
Hie matter which called him away
a»«cted with the bank here, which
* burned down; and my husband,
'1—though I did not know it at
**i great a secret had lie en-
31 to keep it—had many thousand
belonging to the concern in his
rary possession, locked up iu the
‘ in our bed-room where the plate
. ■ Re was a bank manager and
Kible for tho whole of it. It was
•ither aud there was a fire in the
*• bright and comfortable that I
: ao hurry to leave it and get into
sat up and looked into the fiery
thinking about all sorts of
^apon the long journey that Frank
'•ile that night, and how dreary
^ would be till he returned, nnd
*l*r how lonely I should feel in
room all by myself when ho
v? away, for* I was n dreadful
* It was a little after 11 o’clock
‘ Wired, but I did not feel the least
tosleepeven then. I knew Frank
[ coming in presently to wish me
> iod besides there seemed to be
*of noise ubout tue room which
ears used to hear when I was
#night.
soot fell down the chimney,
I thought a great black crow, at
»hich would soon bo flying all
■ pillow; if n mouse squeaked
it was the creaking of somo
'■ Pinion’s shoes, coming up stairs
with a carving knife; and if
. blew the casements, it was some
to get into tho room by the
’although it was two stories high.
a imagine then my horrors
a tremendous sneeze within
;°[ me just behind the head-board
H and between that and the wall,
‘sere was considerable space. A
-Htal taken the precaution, before
■Ue candle out, of looking cvery-
■ 'n. win'IV it was quite
\ jut- ,.it cullld Iu- hid;
■ little alcove, intu which the
pushed I had never thought of
: r anybody. Ever since J slept
in short I had been liks wfi
‘Pat puta jig head into the saml,
r^agines itself in perfect security.
;Nued myself on precautionary
'■'mat, aft.r :i 11. miolit fust us well
peated again through the thick curtain
behind be.
“If you but whisper it, woman, I will
kill you where, you lie. Promise not to
tell Iiim.”
“I will,” said I, solemnly; “I promise
not to open my lips at all about the
matter.”
Frank leaned over the pillow to kiss
me, and observed how terrified I loooked,
said:
“You have been frightening yourself
about robbers again, I suppose; you silly
child.”
“Not I, Frank,” returned I as cheerful
ly as I could. “I have a little headache;”
but said with my fingers, so that he could
plainly read it in the firelight. . “For
God’s sake be quiet ? But there is cer
tainly a man behind the headboard.”
Frank was as bold as a lion, and had
nerves like iron, although he was so ten
der-hearted and kind. He only an
swered :
“Where is your sal volatile, dearest ?”
and went to the mantle-piece to get it.
thought he never could have understood
me, he spoke with such coolness and un
concern, until I saw his fingers reply as
he took up the bottle. All right, don’t
be afraid.”
And then I was not afraid, or at least
not much; for I knew I should not be left
alone for one instant; and I thought that
my Frank was a match for any two such
men in such a case; only he had no
“Then it is a judgment upon me, and I luuatic all the more. Lastly, supposing,
it is no good to fight against it,” said the for {he sake argument there had been these
'twelve fish—these transformed afrites—
what could have become of them ? It was
misera blc wretchT
“Not in the least, and we will go to the
police-office at once. r
So off went the buglar in their custody
leaving me safe and sound after all. And
now, do not you think there is some use
in learning everything, even so small
thing as the deaf and dumb alphabet ?
GULNARE'S DIVORCE.
AX ABYSSIXIAX STORY.
An old Arab, somo sixty years of age,
feeling somewhat like king David in his
antiquity, took a young damsel to his
heart and home. The old story of sixteen
and sixty, with a dashing young gallant
of twenty-five between, again ensued, with
the usual consequences. Poor Gulnare
was locked up in her harem, and guarded
by her tyrant with jealous care. One
day Abdallah-ibn-Susuf brought home a
fine watermelon wherewith to regale him
self and his fair bride, and then returned
to his business, whatever it might be. In
the meantime, Gulnare sat at her lattice
window, her “jalousie,” and pined for the
gallant her soul adored. As she so sat
thinking, and pining and longing, a cry
of “Fish from the lake! fish, O lady !”
struck upon her ears, and, gazing down
below, she beheld a fisherboy with a
basket of little fish for sale. An idea—a
sublime idea—struck the love sick Gul
ware. With the greatest care she then
made as many incisions in the melon, and
carefully inserted the fish in the hollows,
nicely closing up the apertures with the
light green rind. With heightened color,
and in a perfect fever of excitement, Gul,
nare awaited the arrival of her spouse.
At last he came, and greeting him with a
feigned admiration worthy of her sex, she
sat the melon before him.
Taking his knife, Abdallah, the son of
Joseph, proceeded to open the fruit, where,
to his infinite surprise, he found a fish
imbedded in the luscious crimson interior.
The second cut discovered another, and
so on, each incision bringing forth a fresh
one to light.
“God is great! Behold, O Gulnare!”
cried Abdallah. “Some afrite has been
at work here. What is to be done? Let
us send for Hadja Osman, the dervish, to
exercise the fruits. Those fish are the
twelve demons of Tanja that were bound
by solomon, the King, and if we touch
them we shall be ruined, and they set
free.”
“Nonsense!” said Gulnare; “the melon
grew near the lake, and the fish have
eaten their way into it. Dost thou think,
O son of Joseph, that thou alone hast a
liking for fish? Quiet the mind, and
thank Allah that he enabled thee to make
double bargain with thy money. Quiet
clear there never had been any fish in the
melon.
Abdallah hereupon began to vociferate
still more loudly than before, and swore,
in his senile rage, that he would be
avenged on the woman who thus dared to
trifle with him.
Nay, then, Abdallah, son of Joseph,
we cannot allow thee to vent thy mad ire
on an innocent woman. It is clear thou
art possessed. Thy suit is granted, O wo
man, surnamed Gulnare, and thou art
divorced from tho husband of a" linted
“particularly if I’m their awful fool,
which I rather think I am;” and then I
fell to wondering, gloomily, if Amandine
paste and constant care would ever make
my hands as white and shapely as were
those of my dear, appreciative friend and
model. Breakfast, pipes, drinks and
pleasant confidences being all ended, we
rose, stretched and yawned. Then, some
what to my relief, Osborne told me he had
an engagement which would occupy him
all the afternoon, but hoped I would dine
with him at his club the same evening,
and afterwards go on with him to a very
charming dance a little way out of town,
where, to use his own words, “I should
meet a lot of deuced pretty girls, and per
mind. Go in peace, for the law hath haps pick up an heiress, old feller.”
spoken!” Having received my assent to what ap-
And thus it was decreed. Abdallah peared to me a veiy agreeable arrange-
was circumvented, and Gulnare set free ment, the two burst into a fit of unre-
by her own cleverness. strainable merriment at the cut of my
Another time a man appeared before trousers and the youthful bloom of my
the shum to complain of some injury done complexion; then, after poking a small
to him, betting a horse upon the issue, volume of “Chesterfield’s Advice to his
Unfortunately the shum, who was a good Son” into my pocket, and paying me a
judge of horse-flesh if of nothing else, few sarcastic compliments on the glosssi-
soon perceived that the intended gift was ness of my hat and the growth of my
lame. Judgment was, therefore, naturally whiskers, Osborne slapped me violently
in favor of tho defendant, and on the on the back, and allowed me to depart,
plaintiff’s upbraiding the judge for tho bruised in mind and body,
injustice of his decision, the learned man Of course, however, I dined with him
said, “How can you expect a lame horse at his club, and the night being warm,
to win the race ?” drank more champagne than my young
head could well stand. A strong cigar:
MY FIRST FLIRTATION. 1 '
and a still stronger chase finished me up
and when I jumped into my friend’s
nare, and calling the Ashman, she let The morning sun shone brightly one brougham I felt most blissfully uncon-
dtfwn a basket and bought a dozen of his July day, 1861, as I turned into St. I se i ous an d unutterably idiotic. Half an
Jame’s street, dressed in summery garb, | Jiour ( s quick driving brought us to our
and smoking a cigarette through my nose, destination, a large detatched house bril-
The heat that morning was tropical. The | Ha.ntly lighted up, standing in what ap
cross-sweeper abandoned his post and be- peared to be extensivegarden and grounds,
took himself to a shady doorway. The ’pjjo lights and linkmen, the sounds of
ltmor nn Illo ronl' ran rl rtonnx? nnrwirc I • .i _ 1 • T 1. x. _ D
cabmen on the rank read penny papers I music, the glimpses I caught of seraphic
inside their respective vehicles, whilst the beings floating airily in clouds of pink
1 the roofs above them. The anc j blue vapor, partly sobered me,
enjoyment of the bibulous beggars at the anc ) caused me on entering the hall to
pump, who took it in turns to be pumped rush anxiously to a mirror that adorned
for, smote one with envy on that thirsty one s ;^ e 0 f it, in which to ascertain the
morning. Vague, yearnings after an iced s mte of my hair, and that of my appear-
Soda and B., a. pipe ot mild tobacco, or I ance generally. Having finished my sur-
other light dissipation suited to the state yey I turned round and found to my dis-
ofthe thermometer and the lassitude of my raa y that my companions had deserted
system, caused me to stop languidly at a me> an( j Jeft me to introduce myself as I
set of chambers for gentlemen. The first | best could. This to a shy, nervous fellow
floor was occupied by a man named Os- jjk e myself was anything but a pleasant
borne, with whom I was then very inti- business, and I trembled with anger and
tterall, might just as W£
•'initud. The only thing, as I
i i J Hived my reason from do-
r when* I first heard that
tvas, that my mind clung
tnfter all it might be only
at. Fifty cats together
"e made half the disturb
, Ur it
lance,
Was a sneeze in spite of
1 i
'•• concussion almost shock
ustained me
weapon. . ■
He lias a life preserver,” said I, with
my fingers.
“Your fire is getting rather low now,
Georgy,” observed he as he took up the
poker (ah, he had a weapon then). “I
must leave you a good blaze before I go.”
He fixed the fire and left tho poker in
hut without taking eyes off me or the
head-board.
“I’ll just ring the hell and sec whether
Thomns has got the portmanteau ready.”
“Mary,” continued he to the maid that
came to the door, “send Thomas up.”
Then when she had gone on the errand
“My Jove! I never gave him that key,
Where is it, Georgy ? I have not a mo
ment to lose. If it is in your dressing-case
with the rest, I shall bean age in looking
for it. Might I ask you to get out of bed
for an instant and show me where it is.
He said with his fingers “jump!” and I
jumped you may be sure quiclc enough
nnd was inside the dressing-room with the
door locked in half a second.
“Come in, Thomas,” said Frank) ‘Come
in,” for Thomas was modestly hesitating
at the clvamber-door. “There is some
blackguard got into the house, and be
hind Uic bed there. If he makes the least
resistance I’ll kill him with this poker.”
At these words the bed was pushed
slowly outwards, and the buglar without
his crape mask, and bis face as plae as
asln-.', came out from his binding-place.
Frank knew him as a bank-nanager, who
had been out of employment since the
fire on suspicion ol his honesty.
“Oh, sir, have pity on me,” cried he,
“I’m an unlucky dog ! If it hadn t been
for a sneeze I should have £10,000 in my
pocket by this time.”
“Oh, you came after that, did you?
Well, give up that life-preserver you nave
in your pocket before we have any more
conversation,” said my husband cooly.
“Did your lady tell you that too ; and
yet I stood by her and never heard her
utter a syllable,” cried tbo villain iu ac
cents of astonishment, as he delivered up
the weapon to the male servant.
“I never spoke a word,” cried I through
the dressing-room key-hole, for I did not
care to have the man think that I had
broken my oath; nor, to say the truth,
was I anxious to make a deadly enemy of
hint iu case he should ever beat large
again.
thy mind, O my Lord, and I will prepare
thee a supper of fish such as thou never
hast enjoyed, and behold, thy kef shall
afterwards be as the first hour in Para
dise, midst the seventy houris Allah will
give thee 1”
Thereupon, like a dutiful spouse, she
proceeded to cook the miraculous fish with
ter own fair hands. After remaining ab
sent some little time she returned with a
perfect innocent air, saying—
“Sorry’ am I, O, my Lord! to have de
tained you with my toilet to; let us now
enjoy the fruit your bounty has provided?”
“But where are the fish ?”
“Fish?—what fish?”
“Why, the fish we discovered in the
melon.”
“Fish in a watermelon ? Allah akbar?
what does my life mean?”
“Why r , did we not find twelve little fish
in the melon I brought from the bazaar ?
Didst thou not say thyself they had eaten
their way into it ?”
“Allah have mercy upon me! Aman 1
Aman ! Now, I think my Lord is wan
dering in his mind. Who ever heard of
fish living in a watermelon?”
“Scoffing daughter of an improper per
son,” replied the irate Abdallah, “cease
thy foolish talk, and bring me the fish, or
by the beard of the Prophet, I will chas
tise thee for thy impertinence!”
“Fish in a watermelon! Ha! ha! ha!
Pray to the Prophet, old greybeard, that
he preserve thy senses! V’Allah,” (by r
Allah) “I fear me thou art possessed!”
This was too much for Abdallah to
bear, and, seizing his wife by the shoulder,
he gave her a sound box on the ear.
“Thou madman!” shrieked Gulnare,
thou art possessed of a devil! Help! help!
murder 1”
Gulnare shrieked; Abdallah stormed
and raved, till at last, breaking from her
enraged husband’s grasp, Gulnare rushed
into the street, and trended her steps to
her mother’s house. Here she explained
how her husband had suddenly gone mad,
and ’described to them the whole scene
that had just passed. Abdallah hiraseli
soon appeared, in a towering fury* t0
fetch ms wife back; but on being asked
whether he really believed and said there
were fish in the melon, answering in the
affirmative his wife’s relatives thought it
high time she should be separated, and all
the disputants adjourned to the “shum’s”
ta hear his decision.
Here Abdallah stated his case, having
first, in the full consciousness of his good
faith, accepted the wager of a fine steed,
which the perfidous Gulnare had offered
him, and related all that had passed be
tween him and his wife.”
And dost thou really affirm that thy
melon continued these twelve fishes thou
peakest about ?”
“V*Allah, V’Allah! I am speaking the
truth.”
Thereupon followed a long discussion,
Mime arguing L-r tlw pns.-iliility of the
miracle, others denying it in ioto, asserting
i:.a: It wa- :m optical delusion—a kind of
;e in fact—till at 1 ast one wise man
pronounced his opinion that this was a
minor question; .because if the man, iu
the first instance, had suffered from a de
lusion, he was still laboring under one,
and was therefore of unsound mind; if, on
the other hand, he reallyhelieved in what
was an evident impossibility, lie was a
mate. I found my friend and another embarrassment. “Just like my good
man at breakfast, and after refreshing my- friends,” I hissed to myself, “to leave me
self with some strawberries and a cool i iere ]ip 0 a pj g j n a p 0 k e . How can I
draught, of seltzer nnd brandy, I threw enter tho room without an introduction
myself into a comfortable chair by the pb e hostess ? D—n their impertience!
open window, and began studying with a -\yh a t did they bring me here for and
sapient air what I would have given t h en treat me in this fashion ?”
worlds at that time to have understood, I Glancing anxiously round the hall, I
“Bell’s Life.” . espied on my right hand a small room,
I was at the time I am speaking of a j ^0 door of which was open. It was empty;
shy, awkward, homebred youngster of an d avoiding the severe glances of a
nineteen, with a round, youthful face, most muscular and middle-age set of fe-
wliiskerless cheeks, and nervous tempera- male servants, I gave a nervous pull to
ment. Osborne wivs a, cool, polished man f* ew straggling hairs it pleased me at
-of the world, eight years my senior, pale, jbat time to call my whiskers, and precip-
witli regular features, thin, sarcastic lijis, gated myself into the grateful privacy
cold gray eyes and fair, colorless hair. I 0 f t) x e deserted chamber on my right,
How I envied him his taste in dress, his c l os ing tho door behind me. Here I
ed in my own mind to be a No Thorough
fare, it being ended by a high iron gate.
Of this, however, she seemed to know the
secret, for she quickly opened it, and
stood leaning against it, waiting for me to
pass through. What a picture she made
standing there, the light breeze stirring
her golden hair, and the pale moonbeams
shedding an unearthly radiance over her
finely chiseled features, her lithe, graceful
figure, and the soft crape and water-lilies
of her dress. My young pulses beat fast
as I gazed, and only a dim feeling of re-
spectfor her trust and loneliness prevented
me from kissing her outright. The young
lady’s vivacity seemed to increase as we
left the garden, music, lights, and super
vision behind us. There was a wild
sparkle in her eye, and a kind of fierce
energy in-her manner as she suddenly
faced me, and said, “Now, sir, you will be
pleased to tell me who you are, where you
come from, and why you came here?”
Taking her hand in mine, and murmuring,
“I am your devoted slave, and I came all
the way frow Pall Mall only to see you,”
I followed her into the fruit garden, the
the iron gate closing slowly behind with a
dull, cruel sound.
“Now for the gooseberries,” said the
lady. “I know the finest bushes, and if
you are really my devoted slave you will
not mind picking me some; but, for
Heaven’s sake,” she added, with a sudden
shiver, “take care and do not prick your-
self!
Now I cannot say I have ever felt well-
disposed towards the gooseberry. I con
sider it a vulgar fruit, and none of my
associations connected with it are of a
pleasurable description. From my earli
est infancy I was told that my grand
father had played “old gooseberry” with
the family estates; an interesting hoyden of
thirteen more than once informed me that
my eyes closely resembled that fruit when
boiled; and I have never met my friend
in society, sailing under false colors in a
thin disguise of tin-foil wire, effervescence,
and ice, that I have not said to myself, in
the words of Mr. Whittitterley to his wife
when she was enjoying the too-exhaustive
society of the nobility—“You will suffer
for this to-morrow.” Therefore do I
loathe the gooseberry, even when plucked
and prepared on the dining-room table;
but, oh dear! to pick them yourself by
moonlight! To bend your back, soil the
knees of your trousers, prick your fingers
with their venomous thorns, feel their
sickly contents bursting in the wrong
place, and oozing out over your sfiowy
wristbands! This is an amount of down
right misery for which the fruit itself
ers no compensation. But for that
time to wrap my handkerchief round mv
bleeding hand and enter the ballroom,
when she rushed after me with the spring
of a tiger, shrieking, with foaming lips,
the same fearful cry of “Blood! Blood.”
Four of the muscular attendants seize
the lithe, struggling of the poor maniac—
for maniac she was—and bear her, in spite
of her terrible shrieks, out of the apart
ment.
“I’ll never come to these asylum halls
again,” said a nervous, corpulent old gen
tlemen, who had been a near witness of
the scene. “I thought these violent ones
were never allowed to be present. I shall
see after my carriage at once. Too bad
—too bad!”
I understand it all now. The little
practical joke, so pleasantly arranged by
my friends in the morning was to take
me unwittinglyjtothis annual asylum ball,
that they might extract a little fun out of
me—amuse themselves, in fact, at my
freshness and innocent mistakes. I went
up to them, and was on the point of seek
ing an explanation of the whole business,
when I stopped short. For the first time
in his life Osborne was not up to a taunt
or a sneer. His lips were bloodless, his
whole aspect that of a man shocked to his
very marrow; and as I reached him he
fell senseless to the ground.
The unhappy girl I had so strangely
met was his sister—the only being he had
really loved.
I was, as may be imagined, much shaken
by what I had gone through; and I saw
tne last of my friend Osborne when I left
him safe at his chamber on that eventful
July evening.
THE TEETH.
violet-eyed vision in crape and lillies,
what would I not have gone through! So,
drawing off my gloves, and taking a small
penknife from my pocket, I knelt down
by the side of the bushes and began pick
ing the plump, ripe berries, and giving
them to my fair enslaver, who ate them
with much satisfaction. I plucked and
cut; she ate, and the monotony of the
proceedings being relieved by some deli
cious pauses, in which our eyes and hands
would meet, and our hearts would thrill
with mutual sympathy. In my entranced
state I forgot the young lady’s caution,
and gathered the fruit heedlessly enough.
“Deuce take the things!” I exclaimed,
as the sharpest of pointed blades struck
deeply into my finger; and thinking we
had enough of gooseberry picking for the
present, I rose from my labors, and gave
the last few I had gathered to my com
panion, who was standing against a small
fruit-tree by my side. In doing so, a drop
of blood fell from my cut finger on the
little white hand held out to receive my
offering. The moon was shining more
brightly than ever, and lit up the whole
scene with the clearness of day. The girl
cast her eyes to her hand, and marked
the crimson stain glistening there in the
mellow light.
Good God! What was it? Why did
my blood suddenly freeze within me ?—
What was this awful terror which was
taking possession of me ? Why do her
eyes change and her mouth lose its lovely
expression in those fierce, unnatural
rather disliked the man than otherwise. I m y friends with shame. Suddenly a door
I felt a dim, disagreeable consciousness on opposite side was opened, and in
that I served principally as a butt and d a rted the most radiant, lovely being it
sport to my dear friend, and knew that ] ia( j ever been my happiness to behold,
he considered and generally spoke of me jj er f ace was flushed, and her manner
as “a mannerless young cub, who wanted slightly hurried, as if she had been muk-
a deuced deal of licking into shape.” . i ng a hasty toilette. As she passed me
_ The man who was breakfasting with on e of the gloves she was drawing on fell
him was also my senior. lie had a plain, to the ground. In a moment, started out
meaningless face, long red wiskers, a D f a u ray awkward shyness, I had the
falsetto laugh, and possessed the rare fac- glove in my hand, and was presenting it
ulty of being a good listener. His name t0 itg charming owner, with a bow and
was Anderson, and li& played the pointed glance of admiration that would
concertina. I never knew what he was, have done credit to a man a bonnessfor-
or where he lived, but remember, the first PL - * - pleasant smile, the sweet
time we met, his requesting of me, with a vo j cc j a which she thanked me for my
pleasant laugh, the temporary loan of civility,, aided doubtless by the amount
half a sovereign. My future experience 0 f champagne I had so lately taken, so
of the gentleman proved him to be capn-1 a flected me that I forgot my friends, my
ble of repeating the request any num-1 unknown h os Less, and myself, and begged
her of times without being struck with w jjh much empressment for the honor of
the monotony ot a proceeding he never at- her hand for the next dance. Her easy ac-
tempted to vary by any allusion to repay- quiescence increased my boldness, and
ment. He was devoted to his rich friend without giving one thought to the audaci- lines ? Why is Tier small hinid rigid
Osborne, who found in him a willing and I 0 f m y behavior, hut with a vague sus- with rage as she points to the hateful
useful toaday. picion that if I entered the ballroom Os-
“Like a smoke, Master Charles ?” said borne would manage in some unpleasant
Osborne, offering me a large, highly fla- fashion to nip my flirtation in the bud. I
vored cigar from his case. I received and turned to the French window opening to
smelt the priceless weed with the raptur- the garden, and offering my arm to the
ous air of a connoisseur. (Lord! how young lady, suggested how much pleasure-
faint and sick those strong cigars used to ter would be a quiet stroll in that lovely
make me! Having lighted it, I began moonlight than tho heat and crush of the
the perusal of a “Mill” in “Bell’s Life,” crowded ballroom. To this she at first
and soon was as intensely miserable as my demurred, but as I stood firm, she gave
worst enemy could have desired. Mill way, and with an adorable little moue of
and smoke becoming at last too strong for defiance, a shrug of her ivory shoulders,
me, I closed my eyes and listened vacant- and a deprecatory side-glance at me, she
ly to my friend’s conversation. put her arm in mine, wondered faintly
“But we had better settle now,” Os- what people would think of her non-ap-
bomc was saying, “what time we are to pearance, and allowed me to lead her from
go to that place to-night.” Here there the close, oppressive atmosphere of the
was a pause, during which they each beat house to the fresh scent-laden breezes of
a tatoo on the carpet and started at each an English garden in July,
other. Osborne at length rose, and bend- By Jove! how triumphant I felt, I—
ing over his friend, whispered some sug- the shy, mannerless boy—the butt of that
gestions which appeared to be fraught wretcll “Osborne! I, who was supposed
with much interest Whatever they were, no t to be able to say Bo to a goose, much
they were cordially agreed to, and carried | a pretty woman! Here I was with
amid much laughter from Anderson, who the loveliest girl I had ever met on my
jut on the falsetto stop and beat Osborne arm> pressing her hand, gazing into her
lollow in the high notes. Their enjoy- eyes’, murmuring soft speeches in her ear,
ment of the subject before them made an fl meeting with no repulse. On the
them talk louder and with more anima- contary, there was actual encouragement
tion, aud thus, without wishing to divine ju the bright flush which came and went
the subject of their mirth, the following 011 ] ier young cheek, in the downcast
broken sentences fell upon my ear, as I Joshes, the jileading looks of her violet
halfdozed in my chair: eyes, in the unresisting passiveness of the
Anderson.—“But will she appear on so ft small hand I held in mine. Wein-
the scene at all ?” stinctively chose those paths which were
Osborne.—“Good heaven, man! no least overlooked by the reception rooms,
chance of it. But don’t mention her, for This was not so easy a matter. The gar-
I can’t stand it. I only promised to go dens, through prettily laid out in smooth-
there once a-vear, and choose this affair I s*liaven lawn and brilliant flowerbed, had
for my annual visit, because I have a a lasted'absence of shade about them,
coward’s shrinking from speaking to or | Each path and walk were osopeued to in
even seeing
^ re his voice I spection, nndthe bright July moon, though
trembled and dropped to a whisper too I so fair and beautiful, seemed that night
low for me to hear. to be too vivid in its beams—exceeding
Anderson.—“All right, my boy—we its metier in fact, and so becoming rather
can then have our little joke without fear I unpleasant than otherwise. This idea ap-
of any mischance; it’ll be capital fun— j peared to strike my fair companion equal-
lie’s an awful fool, and, spite of his young j ly with myself, for, with a gentle pressure
airs, is frightened at his own shadow.” | of my arm, she drew me into a side path
stain? I know not. I know and feel
nothing but a frantic wish to run—to run
from this awfiil spectre, standing in the
moonlight by the dark green apple-tree.
I see the froth seething through the pale
lips, the wild roll of the fierce eyes, the
livid pallor of the fair cheeks. I hear
her shrill scream of triumph as she sees
and seizes the small knife glittering on the
ground, where I had dropped it; and with
supernatural will I lift my feet, which
seem rooted to the earth, and run—run
for dear life. I hear still ringing on my
ear fearful burst of unnatural, dreary
laughter bubbling from her lips—the
sharp, hysterical, animal-like cry of
“Blood! Blood I” and then the swift,
light steps of pursuit. I know not which
way to turn, when I suddenly think of the
gate, and rush in that direction. I hear
her steps gaining rapidly upon me, I feel
her hot breath upon my neck as I turn
the corner and see the gate at the end of
the walk. I fly like the wind. Shall
reach the gate in time ? It may be locked,
I think. No, mercy! it is ajar. I am
just through when with a savage yell and
cat-like spring she is on me. I feel her
iron grasp upon my throat, and my heart
stands still with terror. A passing cloud
had obscured the moon and now I felt more
than saw the ghostly shimmering of her
white dress, the faint, distorted outlines
ot her terrible face, and the convulsive
strainings of her frame. I t hink of the
knife—nay, feel its sharp point touching,
wounding my cheek. With sudden, des
perate effort I shake off the paralysis, of
terror which is freezing my blood to ice,
and with all the strength I am master of
wrench myself free from her murderous
grasp, and seizing her Avrists, fling her
violently, savagely from me. She falls.
It is no time for qualms; and I rush on,
bleeding and breathless, through the gate,
up the Avalk, over lawn and flower-bed,
straight to the open Avindow of the ball-
As I reach the terrace I hear the
A Avriter in Harper for June says:
Rousseau said that no Avoman with teeth
could be ugly. Any female mouth almost,
Avith a good set of ivories, is kissable.
The too early loss of the first teeth has
an unfavorable influence upon the beauty
and duration of the second. The youngest
children should accordingly be made to
take care of them. All that is necessary
is to brush them several times a day with
a little ordinary soap or magnesia and
Avater. GroAvn people should clean their
teeth at least five times in the course of
the tAventy-four hours, on rising in the
morning and going to bed at night, and
after each meal. A brush as hard as can
be borne Avithout pain should be used, and
the best of all applications is pure soap
and AA'ater, always lurkeAA'arm.
After eating, the particles ol food should
be carefully removed from the teeth by
means of a toothpick of quill or wood,
but never of metal; and by a thread passed
noAV and again between the teeth. Tooth
powdere of all kinds are injurious both to
the enamel and the gums, and if employed
every particle of them should be removed
from the mouth by careful rinsing. The
habit Avhich some Avomen have of using a
bit of lemon, though it may Avhiten the
teeth and give temporary firmness and
color to the gums, i3 fatal to the enamel,
as are all acids. No one; young or old,
should turn their jaws into nut-crackers;
and it is dangerous even for women to
bite off, as they often do, the ends of the
thread in sewing. It is not safe to bring
very hot food or drink, especially if im
mediately folloAved by anything cold in
contact Avith the teeth.
Wholesome gums are more essential
eA in than the teeth to the bpauty of the
mouth. They should be of a' firm texture
and lively red color, and Avell spread over
the base of each tooth; but they are often
pale or livid, shrunken, fleshless, and
sometimes even ulcerated. The excessive
use of sugar and candies does great mis
chief. It is not only the bad effect of
the acids produced by their decomposition
but the grittiness of these substances that
wears aAvay the gum, bares the roots of
the teeth, and spoils the mouth. This is
the chief danger of the use of tooth poAV-
ders. Livid gums Avill be benefited by
occasional, but not too frequent, hard
rubbing and pricking Avith a tooth pick
until they bleed slightly.
A correspondent to a London paper re
lates a curious banking anecdote, Avhich
bears on the question of innocent forgeries.
Mr. Argent aa’os manager of one of the
branches of a West County Bank, and
Avas duly attending to his business, when
there came to him tAvo farmers—neighbors
—one a customer of the bank. ‘Mr. Ar
gent,’ says the customer, whom I shall
call Jones, ‘AA’hen is that bill of mine on
Smith due?’ His companion Avas the
Smith in question.) ‘I will see, says the
manager; and then in a little AvliUe, ‘it
AArill fall due the day after to-morrow.”
‘Oh, then,’ says Jone3, ‘I Avill pay it now.’
‘But,’ says Smith, ‘I haven’t put my name
to no bill.’ ‘All right.’ says Jones; ‘Mr.
Argent told me when I asked him to lend
me the money, that he must liaA'e another
good name to the bill; so I put yours.’
‘Oh,’ says Smith, ‘that’s all right, then,’
and the two friends walked off, arm in
arm, after the bill was paid, apparently
unconscious that there _ Avas anything
Avrong in the the transaction, and 1 earing
the manager in a state ot mind Avhich
may be more easily imagined than des
cribed.”
witty democrat says the eleventh
article was taken up first on scriptural
grounds, as the impeachers hope that a
little ’leaven Avould leaven the AA'hole lump.
The vote by States on impeachment
was as folloAvs:
For conviction, 12 States, viz: Xew Hamp
shire, Vermont, Massachusetts, Rhode Island,
New York, New Jersey, Michigan, Ohio, Ne
braska, Nevada, California anu Oregon.
For acquittal, 4 States'—Delaware, Mary
land, Kentucky and Tennessee.
Divided, 11 States—Maine, Connecticut,
Pennsylvania, West Virginia, Illinois, Indi
ana, Iowa, Missouri, Kansas, Minntssota and
Wisconsin.
Excluded from the Court, 10 States—Vir-
ginir. North Caroline, South Carolina, Geor
gia, Florida, Alabama. Louisiana, Texas, Ar
kansas and Mississippi.
Thirty-seven States are entitled to Seventy-
tour Senators.
The impeached had 12 out of the 37 States
1 il it, ! m.1 . n ,1 *7 a4* QaA.
gate open and my pursuer’s rapid foot- —less than one-third ; and So out ot 75 Se:
la JllRlUtUCU ill* lllO UHU cuuuvtl • Ui Ul? »* emv 2 O i - l lTl 1 1 « Ilf
‘Deuced funny,” thought I myself, I atvay from the house, Avhich I had imagin-' steps on the gravel path. I have only ators-less than one-half.
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