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MAHS’ LEWIS’ LAST RIDE. [The following poem was written by Woodson Hendree, the gifted boy who “ perished in his prime, 1 ' when only fourteen years old. Yet so graphic is the narration, so true the rough pathos, so quaint the dialect, that it might be mistaken for the work of John Hay, in almost his best style. He published it in Appleton's Journal, without sig nature, and it comes to us from a young lady whom he made the only confident of his shrinking and sensitive muse.] Evvah scnce I kin remembah. His place belong to de Blan's ; Held about six hun'ded akahs; Wuhkt about twenty-one han’s One o’ de best o' plantations— Hat’s jest as sho as you bo’n ; Hsised a great heap o’ tobacco, Wasn't no eend to de corn. “ Well," continued the detective, “you have not judged us rightly in thinking that we are | here as helpers of the poor. ” “What, then?” asked the old man uneasily. “ Will you listen to me very carefully?” “Yes.” “Allow me to state beforehand that it is a painful duty for me to revive in your memory the secret causes of your present misery. But I am compelled to do so by necessity.” “What do you wish me to understand by your words, sir ?” As the old man asked this question, he shud dered, and his gaunt face quivered convulsively. my house. I knew De Vere’s customs, and I 1 alkali and make a mild, neutral salt And so of j 10. knew where he was to be found. The idea of : most antidotes. The term antidote properly ap- i B Q3^t 5 h medicines as neutralize each ! 13' Kt k -it KtK 2 Cas Kt Kt 3 P Q B 4 PBS B B2 Q K Kt revenge spurred me on, and my*hands trembled : plies only to such meaicmes as neutralize eacn 1 13 , Kt 2 t to strike dead the man who had so cruelly other in a similar way. But however the anti- j u! q q 2! wronged me. When I returned home, I was no i dote may act, it must be taken soon after the | 15. K K longer simply an unfortunate man; but 1 was j poison, and in some way neutralize or counter- 16 < 5 KB also a murderer. I felt mysolf transported with act it. It will be seen, then, that the so-called | “ e< l ual game, Black for choice, horror at the crime which I had committed. For ( antidotes for opium which are given when the ! x/bxk Kt p? R Kt the time being, I was crazy, mad ! It seemed to opium is left off, can, in no proper sense, be 12 b Q4 KtxB me that I was followed by my victim, and the : called antidotes; for opium that is not taken i l3QR4(ch, qq> police were waiting to seize me. The scaffold ! cannot be antidoted. Some medicines may 14 Q*Kt KxP (ch) 117. Kt Kt 3 18. Kt B5 19. BK2! 120. B Q 4? t 2i. QQ 22. P Q R 3 15 KR 16 Q Kt Q 2 17 R Kt 18 BxK B loomed up before my eyes, and I shrieked in j counteract the effects ef the opium already taken; j followed with Cas on Q.’s aide, leaves White, without ri the anguish of my despair. When I returned 1 but this is by no means certain, and it is only a 30 '^ c ^' k , „„„ . .. . . . _ . _ . _ home, the first person I met was my servant, choice of the lesser of two evils-the deadly ““.i 1 mt.toke. though Dr. K. The two visitors regarded each other signifi- Joseph. I hated him as much as I had hated ; effects of the opium on one hand, and the cantly, and then Fox continued, speaking in a 1 De Yere, for I knew that he had served the lat- 1 health-destroying action of the drug used as a ’Longed to Maks’ Dan‘el, who raised me— Den when he died, our Mies Grace Married huh cousin. Mails' Lewis— Dat's how he come by de place. He had bin raised in Prince Edwa’d, Close on de Buckin’m line— Mighty flue man was Mahs’ Lewis 1 Ves, sah 1 he was mighty fine. See dat bay hoss in de pastah. Dah wid his neck on de fence ? Mo’ dan a good many people Dat hoss has Iahniu’ and sense. Favo’ite hoss wid Malls' Lewis; Offen to me he has said: ‘ I'll ride dat hoss. Uncle Petah, Seems to me, ahter I'm dead.” “ Mighty quah hoss in de p istah ?"— What io’ he quah ?—" You dunno ? “ Kase o’ de bar places on him Dem’s whah de woun’s wah. fo’ sho. Dat boss has bin in de battle. Bin whah de blood’s runnin red; Dat hoss come back from de battle, Totin’ de fo’m o’ de dead. Dis way it happen : De Yankees Come yeh dat yeah in great fo’ce; Grant was dah giunul commandak— Guv 'em a pow’ful disco’se. All o’ de raonsus grand skrimniage, Wef om de po'ch yeh could see— Yandah was Grant an’ de Yankees, Yandah de rebels an’ Lee. Yeh on de po’ch sot de mastah ; Yandah smoke rose in de breeze Blue an’ gray lines in de distance Went in an’ out o’ de trees. Dah we saw light in de distance Flashin’—an’ twasn’t de sun’s; Hud de bim boom o’ de cannons, Hud de ping pang o’ de guns. Suddintly snng out Mahs’ Lewis; Dah ah de cust Yankee curz 1 Retch f om de hooks dah my sabah 1 Fetch me my swo’d-belt an’ spurz 1 Saddle an’ bridle Suh Ahchy 1 Bring him aroun’ to de do l He’ll tote me safe f’om de battle. Or I’ll come back nevvah mo’!" Den I felt bad. S’I, “ Mails’ Lewis 1 __Knows you ain’t tit fo’ de waw; You ah too ole fo’ sitch fightin’— Bettali stay yeh whah you ah,” S’e—an’ his eyes flashed like fox-fire— ” Bring me Suh Achy, I say! One man, dough aged an’ feeble. Might tu’n de tide o’ the day.” Well, sah. he’d heah to no reason, Dahfo’ Suh Ahchy I fotched ; An’ when he rid down de high-road, Y'eh, I sot patient and watched— Watched yeh, an’ lissent, an’ lissent, Hea'in de rattle an’ ro’; Seein’ ’em, backwa’d an’ fo’wa’d. Blue an’ gray lines comes an’ go. So dey lit dah all de daylight. Fit ’twell de sun had gone down; Den come de dahkness an’ silence Shadin’ de whole place aroun’. Yeh, on de po’ch I sot waitin’. Waitin’, an’ dreckly I heah Clank o’ dat swo’d 011 de saddle, King o’ dat hoss cornin’ neah. Fastah an’ fastah I lieah ’em, Poundin’ an’ poundin de grouu’— ‘ Lo’d be praised, dat's Mahs’ Lewis 1” Dat I knowed well by de soun. Up in a gallop, Suh Ahchy Come to de po’ch, den he stall’; Dah, in de saddle, Mahs’ Lewis Sot like a captain so gran’: • Welcome back 1 Welcome, Mahs’ Lewis 1 Bet you made somumuiu die 1 S’pose you Tight dah at de hoss-block ; Dat’s a heap easier,” s’P Seein’ he made me no answer, Tetched him—Lo’d 1 how 1 did staht 1 Dah he sot, stiff in de saddle— Dead, sah 1 shot right froo de heaht 1 (For The Sunny South.) UNDER A CLOUD; —OK — The Trail of Crime. BY E. C. WALRAVEN, Author of man’s “The Two Orphans,” “A Ho- Devotion,” “A Game With Death,” etc. CHAPTER XXVI. THE CONFESSION. low but distinct voice “ Will yon permit me to ask you a question?” “Yes, yes.” “I believe that you were once intimately ac quainted with a certain Mr. Van Horn ?” The oid man bent bis head, but made no reply. “You will remember, no doubt,” continued the detective, “the strange coincidence of the murder of Mr. De Vere and the suicide of Mr. Yan Horn, both of these events happenihg the same day.” The man still remained silent. “ Answer me, please,” insisted the detective. “ What is all that to me?” asked the old man j in a querulous tone. “Yan Horn—De Yere? Why speak to me about these persons ? I am but a poor old man, and my name is Father Paul.” “ Oh ! I know you very well,” insisted Fox. The old man gave vent to a cry of anguish, j and seemed trying to crouch closer in the j straw. “Do not pretend to be surprised,” continued the detective. “ Between you and I that is per- I fectly useless.” “Between us?” echoed the man who called ! himself Father Paul. “ But I never saw you be- ! fore.” “Then you must have been concealed the day I visited your house some eight years ago.” The old man almost sprang from his couch in terror, and knelt before the detective with dis* tended eyes and terror written on every feature. “ Who are you ?—who are you ?” he moaned. “ Who was buried in the place of Charles Van Horn?” demanded Fox sternly, paying no atten tion to the other’s question. The poor man sank down upon the straw and buried his face in his hands, while his convulsive trembling told plainly the condition he was in. “ Oh ! my God !” he sobbed. “ How I suffer! how I suffer ! Must it always be so ?” The detective watched him several minutes, and then stooping down and placing his hand upon his shoulder, he said firmly : “ Mr. Van Horn !” The old man started up, but quickly sank back again, while his eyes remained fixed stonily upon the detective's face. “I am lost!” he moaned. “Have no fear,” replied Fox, more gently. “It is not our intention to molest you.” “What do you want of me, then?” asked the unhappy man. “ We want you to confess the truth, for which we have been searching during the last eight years.” “Confess?” cried the old man in terror. “Yes.” The old man remained silent for some time. Suddenly, raising his head and with a look of desperation in his eyes, he exclaimed: “ I will tell the truth. My conscience has long been weighed down by a burden of lies, and ! now I no longer fear the truth, however terrible j it may be.” “You may confide your secrets in us, ” replied I Fox. “We have no desire to injure you, and we may become your friends, if you will trust us.” “Then listen to ma. “I did pass myself off ! as being dead; I denied my past; I changed my name; I fled, and I seemed a coward, yet I be- j lieved, myself courageous, for I wished to keep my children from dishonor. Yes, it was I who, ! in a moment of rage, struck Mr. De Vere; I am his murderer; I am Charles Yan Horn. Now, I what do you wish ?” I The old man faced his hunters, as he asked ! this question, with a resolve in his eyes which ! was truly noble. “Nothing,” answered Mr. Gordon. “Your confession is sufficient.” “You have now heard the avowal of a mur- I derer,” cried Mr. Yan Horn, rising excitedly to | his feet; “but you shall not leave me before | hearing my explanation. Before God, who is I listening to me, this explanation is my justifica- j tion. You, Mr. Gordon—did you know this j Mr. De Yere in whom you seem to take such a deep interest?” | “ I knew him very well.” “In that case you will not doubt what I am about to relate.” Y r an Horn sat down upon the straw in order to collect his thoughts, and when he again spoke, his voice was nearly calm. “Gentlemen,” he said, “grief and misfortune have brought me down so low that I may almost consider myself outside of the world; I am sep arated from everything and everybody; I have children whom 1 adore, hut cannot see. Some times I really fancy that I am dead. If this were not so, I might not be so ready to tell you God alone knows what I have | ter in his cowardly designs. He regarded me ' remedy on the other hand. It is very doubtful closely, and appeared, above all, to notice my j whether any of the “antidotes ” for opium are I held hands, which were stained with blood, a pistol under my coat. “ ‘ Why do you stare at me?’ I cried, beside myself with rage and terror. “‘I, sir?’ he replied. “‘Coward!’ I shrieked, ‘you have betrayed me, but you will never betray me again.’ “ With these words, I drew out my weapon in any sense antidotal either to the opium or its effects. Analysis has shown that the most pop ular preparations advertised as antidotes to opium are composed largely of the very drug for which they are given—opium or morphine; and that the cures, if effected at all, are made by the gradual reduction of the dose, or what has long been known among physicians as the reducing and shot him. I was standing by the corpse ot [ plan of treatment this wretch, when my butler, a devoted fellow [ The best way to avoid all the evils of the who had always seemed to love me, rushed up. i opium habit and the dangers, expenses and un- In as few words as possible, I explained my po- \ certainties of the antidotes, is to have as little sition, confessing all that had happened. He \ to do with opium as possible; and this need be could not conceal his horror; but he replied, ! but very little, if the proper means are used to gently: “ ‘ Mr. Yan Horn, you will destroy not only yourself, but the honor of your children, if you do not follow my advice.’ “ I consented to do all that he should consider expedient for my safety. It was he who substi tuted the body of Joseph for my own, after hav ing dressed him in my clothes, and disfigured his face. I then changed my name, fled to an other country, and when I returned to New York, I was no longer Charles Y T an Horn, but Huntington, the banker. The rest is known to you. Gentlemen, I have finished my story.” The unfortunate man bowed his head, and wept bitterly. Both Gordon and Fox had lis tened to his story with unfeigned emotion, and, at its close, the former, after waiting a moment to repress the excessive nervous tremor under which he was laboring, held out his hand, and said: “Mr. Yan Horn, I thank you for this recital. Without doubt, you are to be blamed; but, at the same time, you are worthy of pity. Here is my hand. I will return and see you to-morrow. ” The unfortunate man took the proffered hand, and pressed it silently. The kind words helped him some, for they were the first he had heard in three years. “Who are yon?” at last asked Mr. Y'an Horn, as he raised his head and looked full in the face of his visitor. Mr. Gordon turned away as he replied: “I am the brother of him whom you killed.” With these words, he and the detective left the room. (TO BE CONTINUED.) guard against the diseases which seem to re quire its use; and if, in case of an attack, the pain is borne, as it should be, until relief can be obtained by bathing, hot towels, and the other means before mentioned. In cases where the pain is more inflammatory than spasmodic—as indicated by hoat, redness, and the other symp toms of inflammation—cold towels or com presses will generally give more relief than warm or hot. But the best remedy for pain of all kinds, either nervous or inflammatory, is the hot-air Turkish Bath. This is superior to opium or any other drug as an anodyne or pain-easer; and this remedy is not only safe and pleasant in its immediate action, but it is restorative in stead of destructive in its subsequent effects on the general health. altogether tailed to profit by it. (c) This Lines has been well carried, and Black has now a far superior game. (cc) The Q’s P should now go home. (d) K([5 was a bettor move. (e) The object of this, to secure a successful [termina tion, is beyond oar ken. (f) PxP, and it is doubtful whether white coaid attain a draw. (g) Black evidently appears to he well-pleasad with the result: judged by his concluding moves, which do not compare with his usual style at all. CHESS INTELLIGENCE. A match was played at Atlanta, Ga.. last month, be tween I. E. Orchard aud A. F. Wurm. eleven games up. which resulted in a victory for Mr. Orchard by a score of eleven to eight.—Cleveland Voice. This is’nt the first Warm that has been caught by an injudicious attack on an Orchard 1—Lebanon Herald. That Wurm has since escaped, renewed the attack, aud the Orchard won’t j pay expenses this year. Mr. Steinitz is traveling in England, visiting the vari ous Clubs and giving Chess seances. He recently played simultaneously eight blindfold games, winning a major- ity of them. At the semi-annual election of officers, of the Donoho Chess Club (Lebanon, Tenu.,) April 2Ut, the tollowiug were chosen: J. N. McKenzie. President: Jordan Stokes , Jr. Vice President; R. S. C. White, Secretary; H. T. Nor man, Treasurer, A cordial invitation is extended to traveling Knights to “ veni viii vici." The Dubuque Chess Journal offers $5 00 from his ex change list each month for the largest number of solu tions of problems. Chess in Montgomery. Ala.—A correspondent writes: We have no Club, and but few who play a tolerable game. Chess is at a very low ebb. (You should give odds.—Eu. ] FOB THE OPIUM HABIT the Turkish Bath and other hygienic treatment may be more properly regarded as antidotal, and certainly more safe and effectual than any other. This bath not only removes opium, whisky, to bacco, and all other poisons from the system; it also restores the appetite, quiets the nerves, in vigorates the mind and body, and, by its tonic and revolutionizing action, blunts or destroys that craving for stimulants which is the result of the morbid condition of the system in gen eral, and of the stomach in particular. HEALTH DEPARTMENT. B? JNO STA2NBA.CK WILSON, M. D., Physician in charge Hygienic Institute and Turkish Bath- * Atlanta, Ga. Formerly Editor “Health Depart ment” Godey’s Lady’s Book; Author of Woman's Home Book of Health. Opium Habit — Remedies for Pain — Opium Antidotes”—Turkish Bath as an Anodyne and.“Antidote” for Opium, Whisky, {Tobacco. etc. TO CORRESPONDENTS. All communications relating to this department of the paper should be addressed to the editor, and have the word “ Chess ” written on the envelope. O. E. S.—Contributions always acceptable. A. T.—The problem cannot be solved as you propose. You do not allow the K to capture the Pawn. Correct solution of Problem No. 10 received from Lee Smith. Correct solutions of Problem No, 11 received from B. Fuller and Mary. SOLUTION TO PROBLEM NO. 10. White. X. B R 6 2. B B 6 Black. KxP * Anything White, 3. Q mates. All mail for this department must be addressed to “Puzzle Department,” Sonny Sooth, Atlanta, Georgia. Answers to Enigmas, Puzzles, etc., in No. 9i> No. 1, Decapitation—Bear, Ear, Kale, Ale. No. 2, Charade—Ear-Ring. No, 3, Puzzle—Parsonage. No. 4, Charade—Ape-rye-cot (Apricot). No. 5, Word-Square—H ART AFAR RAVE TREE No. 6, Enigma—Miss E. V. Walker, Perote, Ala. TO oor puzzlers.) “ Hercules ” answered all but No. 2, and is “Puzzle Laureate.” Miss Maggie p. Harrell, Strasbnrg, Ala., wins a copy of “Dennis' Duval ” for first answer to No. 3, and also an swers Charade No. 4 correctly. “Carl Bertie,” Marietta. Ga., answers Nos. 4 and 6. Mattie C. Thomas, Atlanta, Ga., answers Nos. 1, 2,4, 5 and 6 correctly. R. B. Stegall, Dalton, Ga., answers Nos. 1, 5 aud 6 cor rectly. Norah Burk3, Liberty, Va„ answers Nos. 1, 4, 5 and. 6 correctly. The following have sent correct Solutions to Enigma No. 6 to this office. They should have been sent to the young lady. We give them iu the order they were re ceived: Andrew La Taste, Augusta, Ga.; S. H. McDaniel, Chester, S. C.; James M. Jones, Griflin, Ga.; Jamea F. Duffey.Cnmming, Ga.; Horace Leonard, Knoxville, Tenn.; Chas. Boden, Hawkiusville, Ga.; Harry L. Torrance, Tus- cumbia, Ala.; Richard Caldwell, Charleston, S. C.; Louis Kaufman, Portsmouth, Va.; H. Morsell, Washington, D. C.;C. H. Medlock, Swainsboro, Ga.; H. T. Davenport, Americas, Ga.; Ethelmer B. Zephon, Natchitoches, La. Rube led the way across the yard, and en tered a dark, noisome-looking passage. At the end of this passage, the sides of which were made of wood, they saw a light issuing through one of the crevices. “Somebody’s there,” murmured Sophie. “Yes,” replied her companion, “and that somebody is Fox, if I’m not much mistaken.” Creeping stealthily forward, they reached the | my miseries, spot where the light was to be seen, and peered | undergone and suffered in order to conceal the through the crevice from which it issued. Sophie [ secret which I am about to reveal.” could scarcely restrain a cry of astonishment at After a short pause he continued, and his vis- the scene which met her eyes. She saw a room ! itors listened with breathless attention, entirely destitute of furniture, and squalid in j “When I speak of a secret, you think, per- tlie last degree. Upon the floor was thrown a haps, that I am alluding to the murder of Mr. heap of straw, upon which a pale, emaciated j De Yere, of which I was the author. No, no; I old man was lying. Standing by his side were | I mean something more terrible for me.” Fox and Mr. Gordon. At the sight of the lat- ! Mr. Gordon, upon heaving these last words, ter Ilube frowned angrily, and clenched his i paled visibly. What was to follow ? Van Horn fists as though he would immediately revenge ! eontinued himself for his failure at the Westminster Hotel. 1 “After spending my youth rather foolishly “ That's the Englishman,” he whispered. I married „ - at an age when the heart, grown tired “ Keep still,” replied Sophie; “ I want to hear i of follies and caprices, finds its delight in pure, •what they are talking about." earnest love. I loved my wife passionately, Rube relapsed into silence. and the happiness I felt in knowing her mine “ Yes, gentlemen,” the old man was saying, was greater than I can describe. She was young “ I am certain that the intentions which guide and beautiful; her entrance into New York you into this wretched hole are honest and dis- j society produced a rare sensation, and I was at interested; but let me tell you frankly, you can ; once proud and jealous of her. From that time do nothing for me. If you are led on by charity, forth I lived a new life. Time passed on, and charity is deceiving you. Go among some of mv neighbors; they all need help—all but me. I am very poor; but even were it possible for me to beeven more so, I should refuse all offers of assistance.” . Fox wished to reply, but the speaker raised Year by year the importation of opium into this country is increasing, and its use has be come an evil of enormous magnitude. Opium, even in small or medicinal doses, cannot be taken without more or less injury to the stom ach and the whole nervous system. Every one who has taken an opiate knows how miserable is the feeling after the effect hfis passed off. The brain is confused, the stomach is sick, the bow els are constipated, and the whole organism, mental and physical, is deranged. Opium will ease pain, but it is a very serious question whether this relief is not obtained at too great a price, when the whole system is thus disor dered by its use. Pain is not in itself such an evil as it is generally supposed to be. When properly viewed, it should be regarded as a wise permission of nature to warn us that something is wrong with us; and instead of flying to health-destreying drugs for relief from the pain, we should endeavor to find what we have done to cause it, and we should seek to remove this cause by a change in our habits. If immediate relief is demanded by the urgency of the pain, some safer and simpler means than the use of opium will, in most cases, be successful. FOE PAINS IN THE STOMACH, which are generally caused by improper or ex cessive eating, the remedy is not an opiate, but the evacuation of the stomach by drinking freely of warm water. FOE COLIC PAINS IN THE BOWELS, often, all that is needed is a towel wet in hot water and put to the abdomen, frictions, or pressure with the hands, and an injection with warm water. If this does not succeed, the gen eral warm or hot bath should be resorted to. If anything is taken internally, it should be noth ing more than some warm stimulating tea, such as spice or ginger, or some diffusible stimulant, such as peppermint, ether, or chloroform. Never take opium, in any form or dose, until all other means of relief are exhausted. By doing this you will not only escape the imme diate injurious effects, which none who use it can avoid, but you will be sure never to fall into the “opium habit”—a habit which, when once formed, is as tyrannical as death, AS EELENTLESS AS THE GEAVE. The most common cause of this terrible habit is the medicinal use of opium, which is taken by patients themselves or prescribed by physi cians in chronic nervous diseases, or for the relief of pain in acute attacks; and it is fre quently resorted to for trivial disorders where other means would be equally effectual for im mediate relief, and far better for the ultimate good of the patient. Temporary ease from pain is purchased at a terrible price when that price is permanent derangement of health and the forming of a habit worse than all the pains and diseases that ever afflicted humanity. The above remarks apply equally to AL90H0LIC MEDICINES. * 1, and mates next move. KQB4 2.QQ2 Tiie cttier variations are obvious. PROBLEM NO. 12. By Mr. G. E. Bar bier. BLACK. Near Puzzles anil Enigmas. No. 1—Prize Cross-Word Square. An augury; a burrowing animal; a girl’s name; close by. A lead pencil for tbe first correct solution sent to X. L. Sigh-awe, box 6, Germantown, Tennessee. No. 2—Decapitations. Behead a vegetable and leave a concreted sugar. Behead a pronoun and leave a noun. Herndon Morsell, Washington, D. C. No. 3—Charade. My first is but a little word. Of letters three or two. If a young man’s sweetheart tells him this, He’s quite apt to look blue. Wicked and mean my second is, What we should never do; Don’t trust a man who tells you this, He’ll surely prove untre. My last transposed (quite easy this), You see one every day. It’s sometimes black, again it’s white, And often it is gray. CHESS IN ATLANTA. Match between Messrs. Orchard and Wurm, April 18, ’77. (Scotch Gambit.) I MR. W. | White. 16. Kt K 4 (c) MR. W. White. 1. P K 4 2. K Kt B 3 3. PQ4 4. KtxP 5. Kt B 5 6. Kt Q B 3 7. Kt K 3 8. B K 2 'J. Cas 10. B Q Kt 5 11. BxKt 12. P K B 4 13. Q Q 3 14. K K 15. P K 5 MR. O. Black. P K4 Q Kt B 3 PxP B K B 4 Q K B 3 (a) Kt K 2 PQ3 BK3 PKR4 FQR3 PxB (b) B K Kt 5 Kt Kt 3 Kt KR5 PxP 17. KtxB ?(d) 18. PxP 19. B K 2 20. B B 3 21. KtxB 22. P K Kt 3 23. Q K 3 24. Q B 2 25. QxP (ch) 26. K K B 4 MR. o, Black. Q K 2 QxKt QxP Cas (e) Q K Kt 4 1 QxKt QRQ K R K P. K 7 (f) KR2 Q K Kt 3 My whole a wioked man doth show, In scripture he is named; The killing of him by a boy Made that same youth quite famed. •’ Roy,” Hampton. Va. No. 4—Transpositions and Reversions. (A dialogue between a youth and a miss. Inscribed to the Fraternity by the author.) He.—Would you believe, if you transpose A plant that in a garden grows, Y'ou’ll get an animal with ease, That frisks on lawns, ’neath shady trees ? She- -Who’d think, if you reverse a weight, Not used by any in my State, You’ll hear of one who, by her lies, Preserved from injury two spies ? 27. QxQ B P (g) RxP (ch) 128. KxR QxBP(ch)(h) 129. K R 3 and Black mates | with R at Q four in five. (a) P Q 4 is a good move and continued, viz: 5. PQ 4 17. KtR5 QR5 6. KtxP (ch) KB |8. Kt Kt 3 Kt K B 3 leads to beautiful combinations and positions. (b) KtxB. and Cas on Q.’s side appears stronger. (c) This is the key move of this var, and usually de cides the game in favor of the attack. (d) Throwing away a fine opportunity of winning the game. Q Q B 4 would have at least won the exchange with a superior position. The text reduces the game to an equality and eventually loses. (e) R Q could be answered with KtxB. (f) Black has now a fine position, aud maintains the at tack with vigor to the end. (g) To exchange is his only hope. (h) A clever and doubtless unexpected coup that leads to a neat termination. -You may transpose a star to-day, Seen in the skies so far away. And get a part of what is played In a nocturnal serenade. She—If you reverse something with a lees, (It makes you men get on a ‘’breeze,” Which I must say is far from nice), You'll get what’s royal, in a trice. I became the father of two children. My wife and my children were to me an entire universe. To receive each day a fresh proof of their love, was my sweetest joy and noblest ambition. My honeymoon was long and bright, for every year __ I grew to love my wife more and more; I felt his ion", thinarm de^precatingly, and continued; I that to her I owed this second life, which I had “It is'not pride which causes me to speak in i once considered a dream of the imagination, this way, believe me. I no longer possess any Did she love me then ? I never asked her. j an q j n : uriously, and many drunkards and con- of those delicate perceptions which society, like • t>mce, however, I learned that during the be- flrme( j invalids are made bvthe prescriptions of that in which you move, demands. 1 live here ! ginning of our married life she was annoyed - - - — Win a tomb, surviving what I was, more re- 1 by my lightness of conduct, and listened with signed than miserable, forgotten and praying a credulous ear to all that was said about the for forgetfulness. I am now but a shadow—a faults of my youthful days. She was too young uhantom of the past. I can understand your to be a wife, and she did not comprehend what sentiments when I see you kindly interesting j a wife should be. Little by little she allowed CHESS BY CORRESPONDENCE. Between Dr. C. L. Knowlton, of Northampton, Mass., and George E. Smith, of Norfolk, Va. These, like opium, are often used unnecessarily physicians. While alcohol, like opium, may give relief in some cases, it is very doubtful whether any one was ever really cured by either, are daily being, killed by b ith. Any one who ourselves in my welfare; I experienced them j her heart to be stolen from her, and from her i •* — ce upon a time. But there is no use; j husband. Oh ! I can forgive her now, hut then myself, once upon you come here to buy off a slave to misfortune, but it is useless, useless.” “ I assure you ” began Mr. Gordon. “I speak without bitterness. Leave me, I beg of you. Knock at the doors of other houses, and ycu will accomplish a much more worthy action than by remaining here with me. I have need of nothing, nothing—which you can give ’ She was dying. Kneeling by her bedside I begged her to reveal the name of him who had cowardly wronged us both—who had wantonly destroyed two happy lives. At last she listened to my prayers; she named Mr. De Vere. Oh! the agony of that moment. I felt myself doubly betrayed, for Mr. DeYere was my neighbor and my friend. My wife died, and as I stood beside ering well the positive disadvantages and dan gers of opium and alcohol on the one side, and the doubtful advantages from their use on the other, will be ready to come to the conclusion that the world would be much better off with out them. Now, a word as to “OPIUM ANTIDOTES.” An antidote is something that counteracts “KxcU8e*me & 's7r~” interrupted Fox, “ but you he'r te rave, I s'wore that I would be avenged. : poison, and this is done mostly if not entirely ’ ’ ... * r >i . j—:—d of rea- bv chemical action. When a caustic alkali, like are mistaken as to our intentions.” ! For the moment I was almost deprived •Yon call me sir” replied the unfortunate son. I was blinded by fury and despair. j potash, is swallowed, vinegar or some stronger J smiling sadlv ’“Myname is Father Paul.” j “That night, at eleven o’clock, I rushed from acid acts as an antidote by combining with the (Evans Gambit.) DR, C. L. K. MR. G. E. S. DR. C. L. K. MB. G. E. S‘ White. Black. ; White. Black. 1PK 4 P K 4 28 Kt Q 4 BxKt 2 K Kt B 3 Q Kt B 3 u 29 BxB P Q B4 3 B B 4 B B 4 30 PxP en pass • KtxP 4 P Q Kt 4 BxP 31 B K 3 F. K 3 5 P Q'B 3 B B4 32 R ti P Q Kt 4 6 Cas PQ3 33 P Q R 3 K K 2 7 P Q 4 PxP 34 R Q 3 PQ K4 8 PxP B Q Kt 3 i35 B K B 4 K y 2 9 P.H 5 Kt R4 '36 P K B 3 Kt K 4 10 B Q Kt 2 K Kt B 3 (a) 37 R Q Kt 3 KQ B 3 11 B Q 3 Cas '38 R K 3 K Q 4 12 Kt Q B 3 Q B K Kt 5(b) 39 R Q Kt 3 K Q B 5 13 Q Kt K 2 Kt K R 4 40 R K 3 R K 2 14 Q Q 2 PKB4 41 KB K Q 4 15 PxKB P BxP 42 K K 2 ? Kt K Kt 3! 16 Q R Q. B Q BxB :43 RxP. 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My whole young ladies like very mneh. A prize for the first correct eolation from a “sweet sixteen” lady, with her opinion on the subject. 8. E. P„ Hampton, Va. No. 6—Puzzle. [On a Puzzler's name.) I am fond of dark questions, and destined to rove. Change me but slightly, I am constant and love; Change again, aud again, and a city, a cover; But if you behead, alas .' all is over. Ell E, Bee, Bufordsville, Ya. No. 7—Riddle. 1 trample on the neck of kings; I feast on beauty’s breast of snow; I seize on all terrestrial things, And find a home where'er I go. To festivals I’ve free access. And revel in the dainties there, "" Yet prize them neither more nor less Than if the meanest beggar's fare. (a) A natural-looking move, commended by Staunton and condemned by the present German authorities. An- ders3en gives the following as a sound continuation:. And yet, whate'er the power I bear, Whate’er my strength of frame or mind, A substance delicate as air Like adamant my limbs can bind. The slightest gesture of a child, A straw the wind is driving by. Can startle me, with terror wild. Then, prithee, reader, what am I ? “Phcebe,” Richmond, Va. Jeremiah Coe is an Indiana lawyer, clients go to Jericho. TT6TINCT PRINT