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[For The Sunny South.] A GRAVE IN THE HEART. BY ALABAMA. At last I have buried my beautiful love— The beauteous love of the past— That lived in my soul like a pearl in its ahell, Unseen by the world, with no whisper to tell Of its mystical life to the last. In silence and tears I have folded the lids Over eyes once Beraphic in joy— Alluring my soul with their treacherous light, As the ignis fatuus flame of the night, That allures, but eludes to destroy. I buried it deep, while the lingering red Still tinted the snow of its cheek, And folded the shroud o’er its passionate breast, Sot daring to break with a kiss the last rest Of the lips that seemed longing to speak,— To chide me for all the sweet days that are gone, When it reigned like a god in my soul— When it thrilled me with pleasure or cursed me with pain. As my heart was forgetful or writhed in the chain That held it with galling control. I thought of the pleasure—I thought of the pain— I trembled, grew weak, and repented; Then balanced them both. The pain weighed like' lead,— Joy, like a thistle-down! I turned from the dead, Scorning the heart that relented! The tenderness over, with nerves that were steel, I looked on its beauty my last; Then made it a grave and buried it deep, Where nothing can ever awake from its sleep This pure, sacred thing of the past. It is over ! And now I could look in thine eyes— Could hear thy proud step come and go— Without the mad riot of blood in my brain; Nor hear my heart bound in its jubilant pain, With a passion you never could know! But now to the world with a smile on my lips,— To act with a consummate art, That no one may fathom the glittering show, Nor hear the faint sigh of the willows that grow ' O'er the grave that is down in my heart! nervous and could not sleep, and her father was until she reached a tree-top partly immersed glad to receive the assistance of her sharp eyes, and partly lying across some of the logs, and She watched over the bow with him, awed at the she had a capital hiding-place. The logs fur- deep silence of the night and the mystery of nished a good foundation; the branches com- their situation. ' pletely secreted her from view, and she could It was near three o'clock, and not a word had peer out and note all that passed on the river or been spoken for half an hour, when, without the the opposite shore. slightest warning, the boat struck full against a The firing commenced before five o’clock and snag. The shock was very heavy, and the boat lasted until about eight, when the Indians either came near upsetting. She swung around, floated ran short of ammunition or found they were along for a moment, and then stood still. wasting their bullets. The firing gradually “ Great God ! we are on a bar !” exclaimed old ' slackened, and by and by the battle was over. Carson, and the men were so confused that they One of the last rifles discharged was fired by could do nothing for two or three minutes. one of the pioneers, proving to Callie that the It was true that the boat was on a bar. The attack on the boat had not succeeded. The In- ered how she crossed the river, and had followed along up the bank. The bed of the creek could show no foot prints, and she had forced herself to believe that the Indian whose leggins she had seen was searching by chance, when he returned, and there was another with him. They were down on their hands and knees, creeping down the creek, and they soon caught sight of her hiding- place. One of them thrust his head into the opening, his face not three feet from Callie's, and to her amazement he uttered no word of surprise. After a moment he drew back, and the two continued on down the creek. It was a dark place under the bank, and daylight had river was broad and shallow at that point, and dians had probably abandoned their purpose blinded his eyes so that he saw nothing but getting outside the channel, she had first been until another night should come to conceal their blackness where he might have seen the girl bv nearly destroyed by a snag, and had then run movements, and the girl had hopes that her waiting until his eyes had become accustomed hard aground. father and his companions would succeed in to the darkness. Three of you watch for Injuns, and the getting the boat afloat before the day passed. other two help me!” whispered Carson, and he set to work. The boat had floated broadside on to the bar, and the current of course acted to hold her there, if not to imbed her more firmly. She was draw- About nine o’clock a canoe passed her hiding- place, going down the river. Laskins, the ren egade, was seated in the bow, and the canoe came so close that she could have tossed a stick aboard. The villain’s face wore a gloomy frown, [■Written for The Sunny South.] Callie Carson’s Lovers; OR, FLAT-BOAT, RIVER AND RIFLE. ing only about fourteen inches of water, and the and the powder stains proved that he had taken men had hopes of being able Ao push her off. an active part in the battle. There were three The three went over the side, and standing in Indians in the canoe, and their fiendish look sand and water up to their knees, they put their made the girl draw back. The canoe was out of | shoulders to the boat and heaved and surged, sight in a moment, but was soon followed by She was as firm as a rock. another containing four Indians. Each one was The A-ornen and children had been aroused by scanning the bank, as if in search of something, • the shock, and they were all gathered at the bow, and it seemed to Callie as if their keen eyes which was clear of the bar, to lend their weight must discover her. She felt a great relief when to the men’s strength. The boat was moved an the sound of their paddles no longer reached inch or two, but the rapid current forced her her ears, but was greatly troubled that they back on the bar in spite of all the men could do, should have come that way. Two out of the three men on watch came down An hour passed without further alarm, and and added their best endeavors, but it was plain Callie’s mind was growing easier, when she re- that it would require more power than was ceived a great shock. She sat looking up the aboard the boat to move her. 1 river, and all at once her eyes fell upon the form Daylight now began to break, and old Carson of an Indian, who was creeping down toward grew desperate. Their situation would give the her on hand and knees, closely hugging the Indians a terrible advantage, and one which bank and the bushes. She felt that he had would be speedily seized upon. He had just struck her trail in the forest, lost it as she en- ordered all the women and children overboard tered the river, and was now searching to find it to push a pound if no more, when a bullet again. He had his face close to the water, seek- j whizzed past his head, and the report of a rifle ing to detect the foot-prints in the mud, and j came from the Ohio shore, instantly followed by came forward very slowly. others and by whoops and yells. i It was impossible for the girl to leave her The men had no alternative but to clamber hiding-place without making considerable noise aboard and seek the protection of the bulwarks, and without exposing herself to the full view of It was just fair rifle range to the shore, and the Indian. She had no weapons, and she could thirty or forty Indians could be seen running only wait until he had crept closer and discov- along the bank and dodging among the trees. ered her. The woods were as silent as the grave The pioneers had just opened fire in reply,when as the dusky fiend drew himself along toward one of the women crept along to old Carson and her. said: The Indians had lost the trail and the creek would not give it up. They moved softly away, and the girl clasped her hands over her heart so that its loud beating should not reach their ears. She feared they would soon return, but the mo ments fled and she heard nothing more from them. Losing trail as they had, they might abandon further search, particularly as night was coming on. but Callie did not leave her hiding-place until it had grown so dark that she could not see the water at her feet. Stiff and lame, and her clothing heavy with dampness, she crept out and down the creek, bruising hands and knees, but not daring to rise to her feet. It was a long half hour before she reached the bank of the river, and then she lost no time in casting around for a log which would float her to the boat. She was making her way softly along the shore, when a figure stepped from be hind a tree and confronted her. Her surprise was so great that she could not repress a faint scream, and she had turned to run when a hand was laid on her arm and a voice said: “Don’t be in a hurry, my dear girl! This is an unexpected pleasure, and I have much to say to you!” It was Laskins, her old lover—Laskins, the renegade! (TO BE CONTINUED.) ITEMS OF INTEREST. BY M. (tl’AD. CHAPTER X. “Callie is neither on deck nor below !” “Callie missing !” exclaimed the father, turn ing pale as death. A hurried search proved that she was not aboard the boat. [For The Sonny South.] REFLECTIONS IN THE SHADE. NO. I—SUCCESS IX LIFE. BY H. D. C. The superficial criterion by which the world judges men is the apparent success or failure which may accompany their different occupa tions in life. The successful man, whether he be such by the judicious exercise of superior talents or is heralded to the multitude by the brazen trumpet of a smart concurrence of cir cumstances, is regarded the man of all excel lence; while the evidence of ill success makes for the mass more than a prima facie case of worthlessness. While we admit that there are instances in which success is illustrative of a high order of character, yet we must not forget the truth of Lord Bacon’s remark, that the virtues of adver sity are of a higher order than the virtues of success—differing from each other as the bless ing of the Old Testament differed from the New. Mr. George Hilliard, of Boston, gives us words of gold in the following extract: “I confess.” says he, “that increasing years brings with them an increasing respect for men who do not succeed in life, as those words are commonly used. Heaven has been said to be a place for those who do not succeed upon earth; and it is surely true that celestial graces do not best thrive and bloom in the hot blaze of worldly prosperity. Ill success sometimes arises from a superabundance of qualities in themselves good— from a conscience too sensitive, a taste too fas tidious, a self-forgetfulness too romantic, a mod esty too retiring. I do not go so far as to say with a living poet that ‘ the world knows noth ing of its greatest men,’ but there are forms of greatness, or at least of excellence, which ‘ die and make no sign;’ there are martyrs that miss the palm but not the stake; heroes without the laurel, and conquerors without the crown.” How eminently true this is ! How many there are buried in a confused heap of selfish strug gling and corrupt humanity—men of fine ge nius, and women, too, honest, tender, sensitive, humane and intellectual—beings with souls ex alted above the “tricks of trade,” and who can not live comfortably in the world just for the “superabundance of qualities in themselves good.” The great difficulty is that in the rush of this CHAPTER XI. flood-wood. The tree-top was the only hiding- place near by, and he looked steadily at it. He Callie was leaning over the bow when the boat had lifted himself up to climb upon the logs, _ struck the snag, and the shock was so unlooked when a signal yell from up the river arrested Night came again. From the first attack on f or an d so heavy that she was pitched overboard, his attention. He hesitated, but when the yell the Landing the Indians had been badly w’orsted, Her exclamation of surprise and alarm was un- was repeated, he sprang to the bank and was losing ten in kjlled for every scalp secured, heeded by the men, some of whom were thrown heard running away. I hree or lour had been killed in the tree-top down, and no one witnessed the accident. Callie lost not a moment in changing her posi- a ?d two others on the bank, and everybody but j The snag w’as in deep water, and Callie rose ; tion. The savage would sooner or later return to the surface to find herself forty feet below the to follow’ the trail and effect her capture, and boat and drifting rapidly down stream. She she must be gone. Leaving the tree-top, she would have cried out, but the confusion prevail- crept over the drift until she reached the outer ing aboard the boat led her to believe that th9 edge, and then she sank into the water beside Indians had made an attack. one of the logs. Pushing it out of the mass, she The girl was a fair swimmer, and though her headed it for the current, and was soon floating movements w’ere hampered by her skirts, she down stream and diagonally across the river, CHAPTER XII. Nearer came the Indian. The water was shal low and the bottom muddy, and her shoes had left a trail. , ^ ^ The savage looked up as he reached the pile of 20,000 kegs of nails for the South American Sixty-six revenue officers have been discharged for complicity in whisky frauds. The value of the cattle stolen from Texas since age we only glance at the exterior of character January is estimated at $2,000,000. we only estimate the inward man by the outward Japanese law requires that when a man cuts circumstances. The palace of the banker, the down a tree he shall at once plant another. glittering gewgaws of his parlors and display of , . , , , . - .. his wealth make a flaming aurora which attracts A society has been organ jd in B« lgmn for . while bey0 nd thil, there is for the search the systematic exploration of the North Sea. of & ^ reach - g vision , the steadier light and An order was lately reeeiyed in Pittsburg for greater splendors of unseen worlds. Such is the materialistic spirit of our age that, old Carson believed that the red-skins would leave the trail. “ If we don’t hear from ’em to-night, I’ll begin to hope,” he said. “But Injun nature is wolf nature, and ye never can tell when one of the devils is planning, nor guess what he'll do.” Nothing had been heard of the Indians for two hours when the sun went down, but old Carson had no difficulty in keeping herself afloat. It would not allow the men to relax their vigilance, j was five or six minutes before she realized that The current had become a little swifter, and so j the boat had become stationary, and she was long as the boat was kept in the centre of the then far below it and could no longer hear any stream the Indians could not plan a surprise, .... . ... .. nor was there much danger from a volley from either shore. Old Carson and his watch lay down on deck sound from the men. A cry would reach the ears of her’father, but it would also alarm a score of Indians and betray the accident to the boat. Callie was cool and collected, and when she to sleep when night had fully closed in, and found that she could not stem the current and " ill Ross and his companions minded the helm I return to the boat, she struck for the Virginia and watched the river. The sky was overcast, * shore, which was nearest. As soon as out of the threatening rain, and by ten o’clock the steers- channel she could touch bottom with her feet, man guided the boat by guess-work. The watch- j and she kept straight on for the shore, ers could not see twenty feet from the craft, and j Knowing that daylight was near at hand, Cal- laying aside their rifles, they quietly used their | lfe’s plan was to reach the shore and walk up the setting-poles to feel the depth of the water, fear- bank until opposite the boat. Not having heard ful that the boat would run her nose into the j any shots or shouts, she suspected the real na- bank. Between ten and eleven, Will’s sharp l ture of the accident which had occurred, and ears detected the soft dip of paddles, and al- j hoped to reach the boat without trouble, though the darkness blinded his vision, he was I Life on the frontier had made the girl cau- certain that one or more canoes passed down the j tious, and she approached the bank slowly and river, running within forty feet of the boat. | quietly, keeping her form concealed as much as Midnight came and there had been no alarm, j possible. She struck the bank at a low spot, Old Carson and his watch were roused and posted and as she stood under the trees, she listened market. j were it possible, the virtues, the character, the A nephew of Count von Moltke is a member gift of intellect and the expressions of genius of the Wheeler exploring expedition in South | would only meet with recognition at some mint California. A weed destroyed before it ripens its seed may save the labor of destroying a hundred next year. The Great Eastern has been chartered to run between Liverpool and Philadelphia during the Centennial. Seventy thousand young shad were placed in the waters of the Cumberland river, Tennessee, a few days ago. Was ever hospitality more open-handed than that which whole-souled Ireland showed to her American visitors? It is a thousand years this year since the first naval victory of the English was gained by King Alfred over "the Danes. The region around Lake Superior is overrun only her head above water. The girl was only afloat when the battle over the flat-boat recommenced. She argued that the pioneers had made some new move to get the craft afloat, and the Indians were seeking to prevent. She hoped to escape to the Ohio shore while the red-skins had their attention occupied, and she pushed the log with all her strength. The firing lasted only about ten minutes, and then the woods were silent again. The log floated 1 all over the world, the number of members of down stream a rod, where it advanced a foot to- which is estimated at 500,000. ward the other shore, and Callie was nearly a j rp be bronze statue of Lafayette, voted as a mile below the pile of drift-wood oefore she had present to the citv of New York by the French crossed the stream. She had seen no Indians Assembly of 1871,'has arrived, on that side of the river, and even while in the _ ... , . .. . , , . current, she planned to move up the bank to a ^ Dueling hereafter will be legally punished in point above the boat, and float or swim down to France by fane and imprisonment. The fancy it when darkness came to hide her movements, j Parisian stock ridicule the idea. The log drove to the bank under the overhang- , Four silver decanter stands, presented by ing boughs of a low tree, and after a brief time j David Garrick to Hannah More, were sold by spent in resting and listening, Callie left the auction at Ross, England, for $300. water and was hidden in the thicket. She was J Boston has now over one hundred first-class now hopeful of being able to rejoin her friends j woolen manufactories, all of which have sprun above the boat, and at once started up the river. where gold was milled and stamped, counted and hoarded in the coppers of a Midas. Our “ Sunny Southland ” recognized once a higher standard of excellence than mere money, a purer philosophy than expediency, and a no bler virtue than profits. Let the expressions of these as we have known in the fathers, then, continue to impress the characters of a posterity who have received from them some other “touch stone ” for excellence than mere success. [For The Sunny South.] GOING FOR^A DRIVE. BY H. E. SHIPLEY. Paradoxical as it may seem, one of the mise- ^ ries of life to the average wife is to have one’s by parties in search of silver, which is said to husband say: “My dear,’ (or Mary or Jane, for abound in la,rge quantities. j all husbands do not say my dear), “wouldnt There are 8,000 Masonic lodges in existence y °of ^oVrse^you would-he knows that before he asks the question; but what he means is, that he is going himself, and as a special act of grace, you may go, too. You are too much delighted at the prospect of a variation in your routine of daily cares, to be critical; so you reply “Cer tainly,” with your brightest smile, as you make a hasty movement in the direction of your bed room—for chief among your articles of faith is that which enjoins a woman on no account to keep her husband waiting. You are not dressed for a ride; you have been pickling or preserv ing, or doing some one of the thousand things pertaining to housekeeping which render any woman outside of a novel unpresentable to the public, and it is quite out of the question to as to the canoes, and as he looked up at the" black intently for any sound to show that Indians were | T'(de from"the ffivful notes°of* the hundredsTof " P wlthm tl * e last tw ® nty ‘^ V . e yea ”’ _ sky, and then tried to see the shore, he whis- i in the vicinity. She was about to move when i P- j;* y „ f Krirmr i Th» I The introduction of machinery for separating aV ail yourself of.your husband’s practical and the dip of a paddle reached her ears, and the j .doneer had at that dav scarcely touched slate from COal is , depriving 1 thoU8imds of b °y s i man-like suggestion to go just as you are, ~ -- --- - - or tne pioneer mui ai mat day scarcely loucneu t in the anthracite coal region. L™, minm Wm lnnt «* pered: “I feel it in my bones that the red demons are | dark outline of a canoe became visible, up to some deviltry.” Seizing one of the setting-poles, he carefully lifted it over the side, and in a moment passed half a dozen Indians stepped ashore, the girl word back to the steersman to put the sweep [ crept further into the forest, where the darkness over a little, as the boat seemed to be floating j was more intense. The savages were conversing broadside to the current. The order was obeyed, i in loud and excited whispers, and Callie made but it was not five minutes before the old man ! out that they had discovered the situation of drew in the pole and whispered: the boat and were preparing an attack. Stand- “Pick up your rifles and stand ready ! The ing within thirty feet of her, one of the red- varmints have fastened a rope to the boat and j skins raised his voice in imitation of the cry of are towing her to the bank !” | an owl. The notes were so perfect that if the The black darkness would have concealed an j Indians had not been standing before her, she Indian from discovery while he swam out and made fast, and a canoe or three or four swim mers could quietly change the course of the boat until she floated to the shore. It could not be determined how far out of her _ , , , ; the grand wilderness bordering the almost un it was making tor the bank and was almost kno * n river and the wolf and the deer and the at her feet before she realized the situation. As | savage roame d where they would. course the boat had been towed, or how near the bank she was, and the six men stood on her bow, rifles ready for use, and waited and listened. By and by the hoot of an owl was heard, appa rently coming from the shore. “That’s a signal!” whispered old Carson. The hoot of the owl was answered by the cry of a wild duck—the single note which the bird utters iis it rises from the water when disturbed. “That’s from the canoe!” whispered the old man. Leaning his rifle against the bulwarks, he sounded with a setting-pole, but could not find bottom. Then he carried it forward, felt over the bow, and he could touch the bark rope by which the boat was being towed. It was made fast to an iron ring in the bow of the boat near the water-line. Drawing his knife and placing the handle between his teeth, the old man low ered himself over the bow. hanging to the set ting-pole, which three men held, and he quietly severed the rope. He had only been hauled up when the extreme branches of a large tree grow ing on the bank brushed the men's heads. The sweep was put over, old Carson dropped in a setting-pole on that side, and even as the craek- of work in the anthracite coal region. Of the 255,000 headstones to mark the resting places of Union soldiers in national cemeteries, So „ ... , , ... , ,. , ., I 105,000 are for graves of the unknown. Callie proceeded with great caution, and it [ ’ . & . was nearly an hour from the time of landing be fore she had reached a point opposite the mass of flood-wood and the tree-top which had given her shelter. She was startled to discover several Indians walking over the logs around the tree- top, while a canoe was along the mass. The In dian had returned with several companions, and you rush to the mirror. You look at yourself. Your hair reminds you of pictures you have seen of “The Furies.” You put interrogations to the mirror: You (anxiously)—“Will I do?” Mirror (emphatically)— “You will not.” Then comes the tug of war. You jerk out . . - hair-pins frantically; half of them fall on the It is in contemplation to unite the basins ot j fl oor , an d a re not recovered until your return, the Black and Caspian Sea. The canal will have j you pull out by the roots great handsful of hair with reckless indifference. Having arranged There is a gentleman now in the British Par liament whose election expenses were $72,000, or about $10 for every vote he received. to be two hundred and fifty leagues long. The chateau of Arenburg, in Switzerland, is would have believed that one of those solemn birds of night was resting in the branches above her head. The long, quavering cry was almost instantly , , ,, , , ,, , , , ,, , answered from up and down the shore, and also i been followed to the tree-top, and they could see from the other side of the river, proving that that she had secreted herself there, but had van- they were investigating. She was safe away, and , being pre p a red for the residence of the ex- the mystery would be deepened. The Indians ! Empress and the Prince Imperial of France, must have regarded it as a strange case. A trail 1 made by a woman’s shoes had been found in the woods. Where had she come from? It had the Indians were in force in the neighborhood. | lsbed - "here had she gone. The small party who had landed from the canoe The red-skins seemed determined to solve this expessed their satisfaction over the answering latter query at once. Callie saw them creeping signals, and in three or four minutes were joined over the logs and along the bank, seeking her by nine or ten savages from below. The whole trail, but she believed she had outwitted them, party then moved up the river, hurried and ex- They finally disappeared in the forest, and she cited. The entire force would soon get together, continued her way up the bank until opposite and Callie’s route to the boat was cut off the boat. She at once saw the true situation of Daylight began to creep over the river and affairs - The boat was hard aground, and seemed through the forest. Straining her eyes up the deserted, though she knew that such was not the river, the girl had just made out the location of case ' d le Pioneers had doubtless found that the boat when the Indians opened tire and made no efforts on their part could get the boat afloat, the forest echo with their fiendish yells. There and they were lying concealed to prevent the was no longer anv hope of her being able to get w a.tchful Indians from securing a target, aboard, and realizing that she was likely to be I* " as now noon, and as Callie must wait for discovered any moment, she turned down the darkness before carrying out her plan, she river and ran for half a mile. Then, coming to e( l U P bank about a quarter of a mile a bend in the stream, where the bank was thickly an d concealed herself in a thicket. The forest A Montgomery, Alabama, planter grew nine hundred watermelons at a cost of ten dollars, and has sold eight hundred of them for $200. It is said that the wealthiest journalist in America is A. S. Abell, of the Baltimore Sun, whose property is estimated at from seven to ten million dollars. The Agricultural Department at Washington the coil at the back, you institute a search for the frizzes,—in the toilette case, in the bureau drawers, under the bureau, behind the bureau. Oh ! where are those indispensable frizzes ? As you are on the verge of despair and resign your self to your skew-ball appearance, you perceive them dangling from the coil. Y’ou rescue them. Voice in the distance—“Ready?” , I am afraid you do violence to your conscience and Mrs. Opie when you reply. You seize your gray dress; you put it on, and remember that you cut off the hooks and eyes only when you — —o — — _ O juu cut Ull l/UC UUUiVS UUU ca nucu jwu has taken measures to stock Broad river, South v a inly endeavor to fasten them. You dash it on Carolina, with shad, having placed 90,000 spawn j i be most convenient chair, and try the blue, in that river last week. j Why won’t it fasten? And oh ! why are men so An American has been awarded the first pre- j impatient. There must have been some mistake mium tor a harvesting machine by the National about Job; he could not have belonged to the Agricultural Society of Switzerland. Yankee in- j same gender as your husband. A backward vention beats the world. j glance at the ever-faithful mirror assures you The final success of the adherents of homeop- , that you have buttoned up the skirt of your pol- athv in Michigan, obtaining recognition by the : onaise in the waist of your dress; hence your Regents of the State University, has only been j difficulty of breathing. You jerk it out and take obtained after twelve years’ struggle. | a new l ease °f hf e > though perspiring at every .... .. . , . . pore and red m the face as a peony. Advance A machine is m operation in a broom tactory : bastv f 00 t s teps Not ready yet! It takes a woman forever to covered with bushes, she forced her way through them until she had reached the water’s edge. From this position she could see the boat, which was almost hidden from sight by the smoke arising from the pioneers’ rifles. They were returning the fire of the Indians promptly and steadilv, and had driven them back from at Amsterdam, New York, with which one man vv/uvvuitu UPIOCU XX* a luxuixcu xuc xuxcot , , . . , i i v • ilUl i cau y vet . n tanco a nuxxia was so very quiet, and she seemed so safe in her an( ^, a ^°y make four hundred brooms in ^ ready to go anywhere.” (Exit.) hiding-place, that she fell asleep after a time ^ en h° urs * ^ 1S run steam power. Your mouth is full of pins. You can resent and did not awake until near five o'clock in the i The hay crop of the United States for the last this thrust only at the risk of your life; so you afternoon. The woods were as quiet as before, year is reported at over 27,000,000 tons cured. 8ay nothing and bide your time. Baby, taking and it was evident that the savages were saving i This at $20 per ton is about $500,000,000, and advantage of your pre-occupation, has possessed their ammunition for a night attack. does not include what was eaten but not cured, herself of your hat, and all this time has been _ Callie’s hiding-place was within a few feet of a The Norwegian government has granted a relieving it of flowers and ribbons. You snatch ing of sticks on the bank proved that a body of t fae bank into the cover of the forest. It was small creek, and as she stood up and looked ' credit of $20,000 for an expedition to be sent out ■ it away and tie it on nevertheless. In so doing, red-skins were only a few feet away, the boat consoling, notwithstanding her own perilous sit- around her. a feeling possessed her that she next year to explore the sea between Iceland, you upset the cologne; then you snag your dress, sheered off and swung out into the stream. The nnt i on . to know that the boat had not fallen into ought to change her location. With hardly a the Faroe Islands, Spitsbergen and Jan Mayen, you stumble over the baby s chair; and when men held their breaths, fearing that the boat was t be ban ds of the savages. Although aground, moment's hesitation, she stepped into the creek. The two grand works yet to be performed by in a bend and would strike the bank anyhow. j{ S crew would be able to defend themselves which had only nine or ten inches of water over the engineers of the world are the union of the and the_\ crouched down behind the planks to against almost any force. its pebbly bottom, and waded along for three or two grand oceans across the narrow isthmus, and escape the volley which was expected from the If the boat succeeded in getting off, Callie four hundred feet. Coming then to a high bank, the flooding of Sahara from the Mediterranean. Indians. \\ hen five minutes had passed with- cou ]d be picked up anvwhere down the river, she discovered a cavity which had been hollowed . ...ii woolen mannfactorv has beendiseov- out an iriann, old Carson dipped m the pole end If the Indians succeeded in making a capture, out, and stooped down and entered it. The cave ‘Y . mionr , tb „ nl j ns * Q f Pomneii. Several whispered that the boat was again in the cur- ber peril would be enhanced by remaining in or hole had been made by the water cutting cbarre d fragments of tanestrv were found be- ... ""Vi,"*'—Y“. rent and all right. sneli eln*e nrnvimitv She decided to move fur under the roots of a larcre tree and was a caDital c P arrecl fragments oi tapestrj were i tuna, oe If ba by is included in the invitation, then—oh ! The Indians no doubt believed that their rope Jow^the riv/r and find a sSe“ hidffig Mdtg^ce? cU of Xf ’ ? machmeS for and weaving then , » ds are inadequate to express the mis- had parted, and not wishing to expose their p] a cce. Stepping into the water and sinking Callie might have been concealed twenty min- ’ . ery of the occasion, trick, they maintained perfect silence. Had down, she crept along the edge of the bank for utes, when she was alarmed by the grinding of .-*- n removing some dead bodies from the Ben- .** * they succeeded in getting the boat into the mud a distance of thirtv or fortv rods, and then stood pebbles in the bed of thecreek, andin a moment Pi 11 ®*™ *•) cemetery the other day, that of The Sultan of Zanzibar had a warm time of it under the limbs, every soul aboard would have up and continued on until she was half a mile or two she caught sight of the leggins of an In- ^Irs. Bartlett, which had been buried some with the London photographers. He said to one been murdered within an hour. ^ betow the bend and entirely out of sight of the dian. She could see his legs to his knees, while twelve years, was lound to be petrified, weighing of his conductors, on the second day of his sight- Ihe clouds now broke away and the night boat. The fight continued without a moment's unless stooping down he could not see that the 500 pounds. seeing: “ For the sake of Allah, do conduct me cleared until the banks of the river could be cessation, and Callie could recognize the pio- bank had been cut away. The savage passed on In one week of last month a firm near New somewhere to have my face taken, in order that dimly seen. Having no fear of an attack, old neers’ rifles and once in awhile catch a shout without a halt, treading slowly and carefully, York received orders for 455 miles of pencils. I may be able to show a copy of it to the numer- C arson directed " ill and his two companions to from one of the men. and his legs were soon out of sight. It gave the To make these, only 83,000 feet of cedar lumber orls face-seekers who apply to me for it. their blankets. Half an hour after they Coming to where a lot of drift-wood had jam- girl a great shock to know that the Indians had are required, and after they are made, they will * * * 7“ . lain down. Callie came on deck. She was i rued against the bank, sjie clambered over it struck her trail again. They must have discov- load six freight cars. The “hey-day of life mowing time. human nature can stand no more, you rush wildly out to where your lord and master, with a brow as black as night, is pacing to and fro. When yon are seated and he gathers up the reins, you remember that you have left your parasol and handkerchief, and have lost one glove, and you drive off wondering why you were created.