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7 [For The Sunny South.] 5IY “FORGET-JIE-XOT.” BY T. B. lit. I strive in vain to forget them—those happy days now flown— But the struggle only leaves me more desolate and lone; For I have lost the guiding-star that cheered me on the road. And now a cloud enwraps my life and hides even heaven and God. I often wonder sadly if her love was ever mine— If that smile was only mockery that lured me to her shrine; For now it dwells as fondly on another at her side— A dark-eyed, subtle stranger, who claims her as his bride. Alas! the thought is maddening, yet tears refuse to flow; Though gold may fill his coffers, love like mine he cannot know. great, substantial house on the hill, the offices and stables, all of stone, suggest the English man's stronghold ; it commands the falls ; when ever the owner please he can come out on the verandah and one of the glories of the world lies open to him ; two or three fine cattle browse here and there, giving the required bits of color to vary the grass ; at each stone-pillared iron gate is a pretty, vine-covered porter’s lodge. Aprile finds one of these gates open, darts through and gleams on the grass like a butter “ ‘Oh, art thou sighing for Lebanon, dark cedar? Oh. art thou pining for Florida, pale flower?' “Does that Tennvsonian echo ring true, Cilly ?” Flushed with her innocent pleasure, she was so beautiful I wished that others could see her in this charming phase. When we had seen everything, we went back to our young man, whom we found calm in his conscious rectitude ; we thought his countenance fell a little when we declared the half had not fly. “I know it belongs to an Englishman of been told us, and showed the key to further de- ' ‘ ‘ light. He made no objection to accompanying us, and had a ready hand and arm for each, as we clambered down the steep path to the river. A door opened by our key admitted us to the little suspension bridge which links the island to the main land : the island is girded with great bogs, clamped together by iron fastenings to noble family,” says she. “ Ah me ! if the eldest son were only at home !” “ It belongs to a Yankee,” says Lionel. “ The family are gone to the eldest son's wedding.” “Thanks for your prompt and agreeable infor mation,” says Aprile, nodding to him over the hedge. “Y'es. we met the mistress,” says Annie, mak- Here is a man with a family of children, who ing a great effort. “She was asking about Miss labors for daily wages, and from his earnings is Bellingham.” able to lay by a few dollars to be counted as “Does she remember her?” pursues our in- wealth, instead of investing it in their education quisitor ; but an indignant flash from Aprile’s and training—in virtue and the arts of creating eyes quenches him. and he turns to our enfant more wealth. What, then, is to be the end of terrible. his hoarded treasure but waste and annihilation ? “Y’ou say she is ugly, Walter?” Here is another with a family who comes in pos- “ Not strikingly;” say I temperately: “she is session of a tract of land in the virgin state, not young, and middle-aged people find no fa- from which he proposes to make a farm. In vor in children's eyes. doing this, his timber and the fertility of the “And was she cordial?” goes on this young soil gives him a surplus over consumption, man, into whom a devil of curiosity seems to which he spends aimlessly instead of investing Still I keep one simple token given at our parting hour— Still X cherish as a treasure this laded woodland flower. “Forget-me-not!” oh, quickly its bloom was seen to fade— Fit symbol of thy fleeting faith, fair and false-hearted wrong to pass by. maid ! A spell still haunts, the faded leaves,—I place it next my heart, And visions of the summers flown in mocking beauty start. Forget thee? Ah! the prayer was vain,—the spell shall bind till death, And on thy flower shall be exhaled my latest, dying breath. As we near our secret goal, Aprile proposes preserve it from the fretting^ of the rapids, in that we shall just go to the gate and look in. “ That would not be improper, merely to pass by, you know,” she appeals to Lionel. “No,” says he qualifiedly, “it will not be have entered during our disastrous absence. “There was no occasion for cordiality.” “Did she ask you to come in ?” “Y'es,” says.Aprile decidedly. A deep stillness ensues : Aprile has told a lie, and we have not the moral courage to expose her. I didn’t hear her,” says Walter, brutally in training his children in moral and intellect ual habits, and in the arts of acquiring and pre serving wealth. What, when his lands are worn and require new skill and science to make them yield wealth, is to be the end but poverty and ruin ? Here, too, is another citizen who inherits a territory of patrimonial extent, and concludes to people it with tenants and other workmen. At first, it yields abundantly from simple and whose midst it is set ; a path winds skillfully about, crossing many little bridges over the riv- breaking the silence ulets that run hither and thither like capricious “ Of course you didn’t!” answers Aprile, men- almost artless labor: but instead of employing naiads. When we reach its extremity we lean tally swooping down upon him. “You were the surplus, or a proper share of it, for the moral u __ on the railing a thoughtful hand has set, and see ravening on the pears and apples with your eyes, and artistic culture of his people, he otherwise So we ascend a steep hill by a little path which that we are in a tract like the stormy ocean. I never saw such hungry eyes ! They were green invests all, or consumes it in riotous living, winds darkling through the trees, where the sun- AA here are the pallid squadrons we saw the first with the reflection of their desire. I was afraid What, then, is to be the result but ignorance shine sifts pale through the thick boughs like day that fragile little lady would faint from fright, if and vice, waste and decay ? And moonshine, and the leaf shadows lie black in “Beneath the wand of an enchanter fleeing?” she saw you. Here, Walter dear,” suddenly its faint lustre. Gone like a dream. It was the merest delusion, changing to wheedling, “ eat your nice apple ! ” “Oh, isn’t it deliciously mysterious?” says These foam-breakers submissive? Each is apo- extricating it with difficulty. Aprile excitedly. “Who ever saw a path like tent thing. Throw a bow to them : watch how Walter’s round-eyed dismay turned to content; this before, all black and silver, and hidden in the one keeps it for a game of savage play ere he he ate and ruminated and ceased to torment tts. the woods ? Now. when we get to the top of the tosses it to his fellow, and how those at the brink But for the rest of the day we were uneasy lest “ He that saw His patrimonial timber cast its leaf, Sells the last scantling and transfers the price To some shrewd sharper, ere it bud againi Estates are landscapes, grazed upon a while, Then advertised and auctioneered away.” These are but mild samples of the numerous hill we ought to see great brass gates guarded by snatch at and tear it together, before it rushes to by some unwary word Lionel should detect our W ays in which wealth is diverted from its legiti- OM [For The Sunny South.] WEEK IN A SUMMER. in “ ri, ' ,i0 ° : two griffins with red rolling eyes, one of them, the ugliest, holding a horn : over the gate is this ‘ Be not downcast, ‘ But blow a blast. BY MARY CARROLL. (Continued from No. 21.) The careless order of our days was sight-see ing all the morning, either by the book, or as our fancy led ; in the afternoon a walk at least to our hill of vantage whence the cascade gleamed and “Cilly blows, being made of sterner stuff than the rest of us; the beasts fall into a temporary state of coma which lasts until we have spent the morning and come out again. Oh, here is the gate, and it is just like any other the final plunge. downfall. How could we have endured his “AYhat if it were a living creature, yon!" well-bred triumph, his insolent magnanimity ! Thus Lionel to Aprile. The day we went to the American side of the The girl shuddered: none so fair to move falls we discovered an idiosyncrasy of our neigh- those cruel waves to pity : they exult too deeply bor—everything was shown us on the faith of in their swift might to know the gentle quality Professor Tyndal. So monotonous became the of mercy. refrain that we waxed perverse and declined to And the foam ! It is not the soft fluff that ac- look at anything he approved, cumulates on pretty water-falls, it is solid-look- In roaming over Goat Island we stopped often ing like seed-pearl or crystal beads. If you to gaze at the picturesque groups of Indian wo- mate end and disappears forever. They are also an illustration and proof that the continuance of wealth, like that of successful and succeeding i crops, depends on the planting of the true seed and the proper culture of the being called man. I must here add that civil government stands to the people, over whom it exists, in the relation of parent to children, and the patrimonial land lord to his tenants and laborer's. With all our democratic and republican gas and twaddle In fact, we had reached a large wooden gate snatch a hand full and throw it on the rocks will men busied with their bright-colored work. One about personal independence, 0 sovereignty and d, and beyond was a it uot clink and jingle? The waves are foam felt no hesitation in staring at them, they neither the like, any civil government worthy tlie'name which opened on an orchard, anu oeyonu was a 1L ———— J...- ........ icu uu ucsuauvu m ai uirm, iuct ucituci ^ne any civil gov „ , .... shimmered in azure and silver—none of those glimpse of stone pillars and velvet turf and scar- through and through, save where a green one, smiled nor frowned. Our purchases of scarlet ] s> a nd must be, lord paramount and ultimate crisp hours called for a siesta; after tea the j let geraniums. sign of greater depth, alternates them. emory bags stuffed with sawdust, and needle- proprietor of the wealth of the land, as explained glancing stars and keen air often drew us forth Aprile’s eyes begin to sparkle ; “Come, all of There is a board affixed to a tree at the en- books with gorgeous exteriors and one pitiful j [,y Blackstone and others, and therefore the again, fora brisk walk this time, and with shawls | you,” she says, “ Miss Bellingham said we would trance of the island, asking that visitors will not leaf of flannel, were necessarily limited ; the con- rightful guardian and defender of the weak as to shield us from the chill, ridiculous midsum- have no trouble ; as soon as the people hear her cut or break the shrubbery ; to this we willingly solation was, they did not seem to mind whether as”well as the strong, the young as well as the of scarlet berries in the water, tempt Aprile. “It is not quite right,” says her mentor. “ They are not shrubbery,” persists Aprile. mer night. NVe tramped down the broad planks name, they will be delighted to show us the through the quiet streets and lanes, watching ; grounds.” the lights spring out into the night one by one , she advances a step; Walter follows her, the from the neat cottages, catching the hum of con- rest hang back. verse, the cheerful clatter and clash of the sup- \ “Aprile,” I say timidly, “didn’t you tell me per table ; pausing before some larger house as a Miss Bellingham was spiteful?” chance open door revealed the comfortable hall with its lamp swinging from the centre, shining on one or two heavy English chairs and on the tinted wall and the gilded frames whose pictures we would never see; we gazed at the oaken we bought or not. Neither disappointment, ; 0 i d . the poor as well as the rich. But as that hope nor pleasure appeared on their grave, ab- portion of the products of labor known as wealth stracted, yet vigilant faces ; a cast ol counte- falls into the hands of a few, and as the larger - - - nance traceable, I suppose, to a long line of an- portion of the people must of necessity labor early AN e teel a certain sense of relief when we are cestors who listened for the footsteps of animals, . alu ] ] ;l t e with hands, with mind, and with mus- in qYiiet ways once more ; the roar, the vibration, and stealthy approach of the enemy. One wo- cl6) that all may eat and be clothed and housed, “How you remember things, Cilly! AVe got the rapid waters, the shining foam are grand and man was asleep on a bench wrapped in her red a nd are of consequence incapacitated from lift- quite over that, and she asked me to write to her. ” i beautiful, but terrible and distracting ; and the shawl; her singularly motionless figure brought j n „ their offspring from ignorance and depravity And did you?” strong, idle waves leap too madly around the toy vividly to mind the deep, healthy slumber of i n t 0 moral and mental elevation, it devolves ‘No ; but it makes no difference.” island. ‘ Suppose she wrote to her friend while suf- So we walk back quietly, knowing a small las- railed, carpeted stairs leading to mysterious fering under your displeasure ; would she be situde not altogether unpleasant after our suc- chambers which we would never enter, and a sud- likely to make favorable mention of you ?” cessful and varied morning, and stand once den pang struck our hearts, aliens as we are in; “Pshaw!” says Aprile, impatiently, “they more at the orchard gate. the word s fullest sense ; for is not even our na- aren’t intimate enough to write to each other ; tive land smitten into unfamiliarity by the that is—” seeing she was damaging her case, mailed hand of war ? ; “they are excellent friends, excellent! but the : CHAP1EH, il. When we came home, we lighted the somewhat disparity of their ages is too great for them to be “ AA r e will give up the key and look again at the few wild ei'eatures I had seen. (TO BE CONTINUED.) [For The Sunny South.] WEALTH AND ITS USES. BY J. NOBCBOSS. Great and good men have, in all ages, held upon the government to come to their aid in the difficult'and important work. And if, in doing this, it takes a portion of the wealth which labor has produced, and now in the hands of a few, for carrying out and enforcing its arbitrary and punitive power only, it unavoidably alone edu cates the people in cruelty and oppression; but when it takes a share also to elevate them in knowledge and virtue, in science and skill, it dim lamps in our rambling parlor and had cards j gushing to each other. Now, is anybody com- the stable, honest old earth in her best aspect,” that wealth is a bounty or a symbolic reward not only plants the seeds and gives protection and music, Aprile singing from her dusky cor- [ n g with me?” | says Aprile. “ AVon’t you come this time, Mr. , provided by Providence for the moral and in- to wealth, but inspires them with those qualities ner like a nightingale in the dark, the sweeter it AH'. Greeville’s moustache has gradually set- Greville?” tellectual elevation of mankind, and some have 1 which are alone the ornament and elorv of the tvi v- 1 lilrrx llm i. i.rl.tin.r.ilo nrroin f f1t xn '4- V» v-r. Ai . .1 ' A _ _ I J. * „ 1 H,T* _ uT 4-1-* 1-^.r 4V.*. .mn -.ttI+V. 1 4* . i t > i . 11 t.t , • .• 1 _ ..Ilf ... . may be, like the nightingale again, for the thorn piercing her breast. AVho knows ? Often the Doctor of the xillage joined us, chat tering through the game, averring his preference for Southerners, citing again and again in proof thereof how he had thought of going to Rich- ; mond, bending a close ear to Aprile’s music, ask- j ing for old songs which his mother sang. “On the spinnet. I suppose,” says Aprile, in tied Lockhart,’ courtesy cially an Englishman’s.’ “AVe shall not intrude,” says Annie, gently. “I think Aprile has very good credentials.” “Better dire!” say I, with a lame attempt at lightness. “ Think what may lie before you !” Thanks, ladies,” he says, in a snubbing way tion; and the truth is, there is much philosophy, history and scripture for the support of these views. By wealth, we usually mean that portion of the products of human labor which remains after the immediate wants and consumption of the laborers are supplied; yet its existence or con- cuse me. I do not think Aliss Lockhart’s fluctu- Sweet to our eyes were the tranquillity, the tinuance must be ascribed to the following I recall a pretty scene in one of our twilight ating friendship with Aliss Bellingham a suffi- traces of man, after the commotion and loneli- causes and conditions: First, the products of you. “I think we will preserve the order of our coming, then,” he says, dryly. “ O, leave him alone,” Aprile joins in. “ * One mom a peri at the gate “ Of Eden stood disconsolate.’ dulging her safe liberty of speech, but she sang which puts us on our mettle. “Y’ou must ex- “ Good-bye, peri.” them, and charmingly, too. * ’ . .. - . a -• philosophy ' Hasten the day, just Heaven— Accomplish thy design, And let the blessing thou hast freely given, Freely on all men shine, Till equal rights be equally enjoyed, And human power for human good employed; Till love, and not the sword, rule sustain, And peace and virtue undisputed reign.” walks. AVe were passing a tiny cottage with a plot in front like a bit of tapestry, so bright and plenteous were the flowers. In the door sat a woman leaning back in her easy chair ; it was still light enough to see the thin, waxen features, sharpened as by long pain, yet it was a meek, peaceful face ; the silver hair appearing beneath the muslin cap was not whiter than it, only an other tint; her slender, withered hands lay one over the other in her lap, and everything about her seemed to show this was one over whom the storm of life broke long ago, and who waits pa tiently under the gray sky, knowing that in a little while it will be fair weather. ‘ ‘ AA’hat a sweet face, ” said Aprile ; “ I am going to speak to her,” she added impulsively and un grammatically, and opened the gate. Likewise attracted, we followed her. “Good evening,” said the girl softly. ‘ ‘ Good evening to you, ’’the woman responded, smiling, and stretching out her hand a little un certainly. “It is so pleasant to-night I hope you enjoy it,” Aprile went on. “You have been sick, haven't you ?” She smiled again. “Along time : it is fifteen years since I have don bed to my chair and bac years I have been blind Silent and pitiful we look at the well-opened hazel eyes, with their pathetic expression of something lacking. “But perhaps you may see again, or get stronger, ” says Aprile, her voice faltering a little. She has sat down on the step by the chair, and holds one of the thin hands between her rosy palms. “Never, my dear,” says the sick woman in a subdued yet cheerful way. “ There is no hope of that. ” AVe all talk to her now, and Aprile slips out of notice : suddenly yet softly she lays a hand on Aprile’s cheek. cient guarantee of welcome. It looks too much ness. AA’e rested our exhausted vision on the human labor; second, the moral and intellectual like trespassing, but I wish you success, and surrounding verdure and talked in subdued elevation of the people and society in which it “ ‘ ' 1 ” tones. obtains; third, the moral sense and understanding ! ^ u “ AA’hat a day it has been !” Aprile was saying of the people crystalized into a code of laws, and from the left hand, and had to use a crutch. In as we gained the terrace. “ This is certainly the their administration, called, a civil government, the dusk of the evening be sat down on a dry most beautiful place I have ever seen, and ” Remove or dispense with either of these condi- goods box at the street corner, and striking the shall await your return here. He bares his handsome head and bows grace- full] , yet aggressively, to us. “ Good-by !” said we gaily, and Aprile flung “You needn’t wait” at him, but he made no sign. AA’hat abundant orchard land hand! AVe would not have Pomona’s self haunting it; but it was all prom- was thrust through the A’enetian doors AND THAT’S THE WAY HE FELT. He had a wooden leg, three fingers were gone ise yet; this tardy sun does not penetrate the rinds until autumn. Green apples and pears lie on the ground ; Alaster AValter’s unwhole some soul rises in his throat; he seizes one, his mother catches it away with a sudden hand. _ . _ “ It is not only that it will make you sick, my and revealing a pair of stony, pale-blue eyes. son,’ she rebukes, “ but it is not yours! AVhere is your honor?” Gimme your and gold and silver; we may even have food, He shook the crutch with hearty good will, and “Horror! It was evidently the mistress, who j clothing and shelter, and still have no more '• continued: mistook us friends of Aliss Bellingham—for un- wealth than the beasts of the field or the savages “There’s no more Reb—no more Yank ! AVe’re scrupulous tourists. of the desert. AVealth is, therefore, not physical \ all Americans, and standing shoulder to shoul- “ Do I address Airs. ?” asks Aprile, blandly, things, but it consists of the estimate which the der—South Carolina alongside Alassachusetts— “Y’es,” says she, opening the blinds a little, moral sense and the enlightened understanding we can lick the boots off"n any nation under the d i-fivealinor n. rinir r>f stnn^ nnle.Klnp pv« 0 f mankind place upon them; and it is impossi- ■ sun !” “Aliss Bellingham,” began Aprile, and then, ble for the wisest philosopher to say which is the meeting those eyes, she stopped. Glancing into most important element of wealth, productive He waited awhile and then went on: No more skirmishes—no more fouts. Uncle Aprile, grown reckless, picks up a huge apple ; the room at that dread moment, my eye fell on industry or the moral and intellectual under- Robert is dead, General Grant wants peace, and “Never mind, AValter, this is yours as soon as we The Xeic Maydalene lying open on the table ; the standing which upholds it, while all must admit they’re melting up swords and bayonets to make get out of the grounds.;” and she forces it into ; mistress had been reading it when our intruding that both are essential to its existence. cotten-mill machinery ! AVe're about through her pocket, not her back pocket this time. footsteps disturbed her. By the power that Again, wealth is something in a state of evo- j camping out, old pard, and we aint sorry—not a And now the shaven lawn, an emerald velvet sometimes comes to us in crises, I saw the work- lution, like the crops of the field, the leaves of bit!” carpet, spreads before us : here is a geranium- ings of her mind as plainly as I would the ma- the forest, or the clouds of the atmosphere—all He leaned the crutch against the box, lifted plot, burning like a gem ; there, a vase of trailers, chinery of an open watch. Aliss Bellingham j the while coming and all the time going, and his wooden leg, and said: the minute, pure blue flowers in exquisite con- was very tall, very slender and very blonde ; 1 kept in existence by the conditions and causes “Lost a good leg up at Fredericksburg when all around is a balcony vine-wreathed ; you step rum, middle-aged Decorum ; with smooth sandy tion or activity, derived from the causes named; from it on a terrace, thence to the pleasure- hair and high cheek-bones tinged with a sharp and as “man that is bom of a woman is of few grounds. j dash of red like an acid winter apple, with a pre- days and full of trouble;” as “he cometh forth A pretty maid answers our ring ; are they all cise mouth and austere eye that held no friend- like a flower and is cut down;” as “he tteeth also pretty? H'e never saw a plain one. liness for the Bohemians who poached on her as a shadow and continueth not;” and as one the Y’ank who shot” me, and I’ll divide my to- The mistress is not at home, but we can walk preserves, especially none for the guileful young generation of men passes away and another gen- bacco half and half with him ! It was a big war. He stopped to ponder for awhile, and his voice.was softer as he said: “ But I forgive ’em ! I took the chances—and lost, I’m reaching out now to shake hands with again, as | He cut a chew off his plug, yes, we are going, get the key and get directions, faltered the name of her friend. How well I re- man is born in ignorance and depravity, a crea- tered hat and looked at it, anil continued: •‘And now we can be happy !” says Aprile. member her dress! I gazed at it intensely in ture of education and training, and as the moral 1 “ Did’nt we all come of one blood? Hain’t “AA’hy, my child,” she says in a tender, stirred "To tell the truth, I am glad the mistress ain't that surprising silence. It was of the hideous sense and intellectual understanding can alone we the big American nation? Isn’t this here tsoine- hi home: I was a little afraid to stake the Bel- order in which the elderly British female is claim to be immortal, the moral and intellectual United States the biggest pli lingham.” biggest plantation on the prone to array herself; on a light-blue field elevation of mankind must have formed the river, and is there a nation in the world that tone, knowing by her fine perceptions that s thing young and warm-hearted is by her, “ are you crying for me? Don't do it, dear. I have an easier life than when I could see. My daugh- rustic ter lets me want for nothing, though she cannot this sit with me much, she has so many little chil- cascades. _ her help. _ signed that all wealth not devoted to this end in He put down his leg, looked at his crippled dren to see to. I have one peaceful day after “How delightful when we have finished our “Aliss Bellingham,” said I. “is an acquaint- some form must be annihilated. Alany great hand, and soliloquized: another, by the fire in winter, and at the door in round to come back here,’ says Aprile, “ and be ance of this lady, Aliss Lockhart. AA’hen she anil good men of our own country, such as Har- “Three fingers gone—hand used up, but I’m summer. ‘You don't know how good God is to served by that nice maid with raspberries and heard that we were coming to Niagara this sum- vard, Boudoin, Alercer and Cornell, must have satisfied. Folks who go to war expect to feel me ! I have time to see it now. Y’ou need not cream, or even tea and bread-and-butter. I mer, she said if we would mention her to you. been animated by these views, for they devoted bullets. AA’e stood up to the Y’anks—they stood be sorry, dear.” think I could relish a cup of thin, weak tea with she was sure you would let us enjoy the sight of their wealth to this great purpose. Some an- up to us; it was a fair fout, and we got licked. The spectacle of the sightless old woman com- my feet on this grass and my eyes on that foam,” your beautiful home,” and my voice died away, cient philosophers, such as Socrates, Zeno, Dio- Two fingers hain’t as good as five, but they are forting the beautiful, healthy girl, is strangely pursues she, musingly. ’ “Ah, yes,” says she, rising from twenty de- genes, and Cato the Censor, seem to have realized good enough to shake hands with. Come up AVe inspect each bed and border ; the flowers grees below zero to freezing point. “ And how the evanescent character of wealth—its abuse ' — - - - bloom and bourgeon out vividly and profusely is Miss Bellingham ? ” and not its true uses—and treated it with con- here, but for the most part they are scentless ; “ She was quite well when we saw her in the tempt; and Diogenes went so far as to say that and ah! we miss our million-petaled roses spring,” says Aprile, in her faint, neic voice. those who had wealth, and not those who fed AVhen our maiden Aprile’s eyes, a little ashamed wreathing their proud necks on the spray, yet “Apleasing young person,” she continues; j upon it, were the greater slaves. But one of the of their moisture, next meet Lionel's, a tenderer giving forth, in royal wise, their treasures of “evidently carefully trained, well brought up,. New Testament writers seems to have taken the look greets them than ever before. beauty and perfume. she impressed me favorably.” most correct moral view of wealth and those who There is a certain enchanted palace near Niag- AA’e penetrate the warm, scented air of the hot AVe shiver in the chill shades of her tacit dis- hoard or fail to make a proper use of it. He ara which opens its portals but seldom to stran- house, and Aprile, who has ineradicable flower- approval, and murmur good morning. AA’e says: “Go to, now, ye rich men; weep and howl club at the Ameriean'eagle, we'll shoulder arms gers, as is the wont of enchanted palaces : there love, prattles out her happiness. shrink down the walk together, a feeble, dis- for your miseries that shall come upon you. and shoot him into the middle of next week !” centered all Aprile’s hopes and aspirations, and “ Oh, the fuschias. how lovely ! I doubt not mayed group. Presently I turn my head: we are Your riches are corrupted and your garments He sat and pondered while the shadows grew each bell rings a different note to the sense of draining the lees of our bitter cup, a maid is fol- are moth-eaten. Y’our gold and silver is cank- deeper, and by-and-by he said: Fine-Ear; these rose-colored ones are the joy- lowing us, at a respectful distance, but still fol- ’ ’ “ “ “ ’ ” ' ” ... bells that ring wedding peals for the elves ; the lowing us ! AA’e know that she has been bidden white ones ring carillons at the christenings ; to watch us, to see that we molest nothing; we these yellow ones boom solemnly when they are are suspects. The luilicrousness of the situation moving. None of us can get our voices at once, neither can Aprile staunch her fast-flowing yet quiet tears. AVe say good-bye just as the tidy daughter bustles in. wondering at the visitors. here, you Yanks, and grip me! AA’e raise cotton down here, you raise cotton up there—less trade! ” He lifted his crutch, struck it down hard, and went on: “Duma family who’ll fight each other ! AYe’ve got the biggest and best country that ever laid out doors, and if any foreign despot throws a she thought she held a winning card. She knew a certain Aliss Bellingham who had spent a sum mer in that neighborhood : who had been happy enough to lunch and croquet often at that house, who had even spent a night there. AA’e set off early one morning to explore. There was a covert purpose in Aprile's mind to avail herself of Aliss Bellingham's suggestion to mention her name to the proprietors of the man sion : a faint hope in Annie's and mine that it might profit us. AA’e concealed these workings from Lionel, who has j ust a little of the prig in purple ! I feel in him. and sometimes plants his feet mulishly on it I see living, silver tureens, a box at the opera, the proprieties. ' Cilly, you ought to be glad I love this genteel ered, and the rust of them shall be a witness “There’s lots of graves down here—there’s against you, and shall eat your flesh as it were heaps o’ war orphans up North; I’m crippled up fire. Ye have heaped treasures together for the and half sick, but I’m going to get up and hit last days. Behold, the hire of the laborers who the onery cuss who dares say a word agin either, exhaling away. moves me to low but incontrovertible laughter, have reaped down your fields, which is of you AA’e've got through fighting—we’re shaking hands " Do you see this great scarlet amaryllis? A Aprile flashes fiery red, in Annie's soft-brown kept back by fraud, crieth; and the cries of them now, and darn the man whe says a word to inter wild fellow drinks his fermented dew from it, eyes there is a haze of incipient tears. AA’e dis- which have reaped are entered into the ears of rupt the harmony ! It’s one family—ole Uncle and how his pranks and sallies affright the ves- guise these signs of disturbance as best we max’ the Lord of Sabaoth. Y'e have lived in pleasure Sam’s boys and gals and babies, and we’re going tal fays who tend the shrine of the white lily ! when we rejoin Lionel. He examines us fur- on the earth and been wanton; ye have nour- to live in the same house, eat at the same table, “Heliotrope ! AA’hat AA’hat great sprays, how dark tively and critically : in his gray eyes is specu- ished your hearts as in a day of slaughter; ye and turn out bigger crops than any other ranch good society ; whenever I smell lation ; his vision ranges over our heads and have condemned and killed the just, and he on the globe.” AA’e walk slowly by one estate we always ad mire anew. The extensive grounds are bordered by a hedge of privet, large-leaved and close-set : thej' are carpeted with long green grass, (the i owner is away this summer, and the rolling ma- 7chine is idle,) and swell softly upwards. The flower, you who wish me to be particular about my associates. “Oh, arose—actually a rose! How are you, poor little exile in your gilded cage? See how delicate her cheek is, Annie ; you can hardly see the pink, at home it would be glowing. - globe. takes in the maid. doth not resist.” This is a terrible indictment, He rose up to go, rapped on the box with his “Could you have dropped anything?” asks and one that all men who are in possession of crutch, and continued: he. “I see a servant coming.” wealth should heed. “Resolved, That this glorious old family stick “Nothing,” I answer, with a hypocritical sur- But now, without taking into the argument right together in the old homestead for the next vey of our belongings. the desolation of wealth from wars and conflicts million years to come !” " AATiat kept you ?” he inquires. which spring from the ignorance and depravity " They were talking to a lady,” says AA’alter. of men, let us take some familiar and every-day ’Tis not by the gray of the hair that one knows j “My ! wasn’t she ugly !” examples to illustrate the main idea before us. : the age of the heart.