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r> TW FLOWERS COLLECTION VOL. IV J. B. & W. B. SEALS, IkboprhtokS ATLANTA, GA„ SAURDAY, JULY <>, 1878. rnpT)\ift! J PEK ANNUM { 1 LKM.O, I IN ADVANCE. J PRE-EXISTENCE. BY ELIZABETH OAKES SMITH. Musing, silent and alone— Listening to the undertone. Solemn—low. Of that never ending quest Of the spirit's weal or rest, But to know; Whence,from rolling sun or star, Came it wandering from afar? Bearing seed Of a harvest long foregone, That shall shape its after-tone. And its need ? Something in the eternal past Lending a benign fore-cast To our lot ? Or dint echoes of past crimes . Staining all our aftej-times With a blot— Memories vague of bliss superna 1- Memories of a past eternal. Which we hear Singing inly evermore— Children singing at the door, Loud and clear— Bearing palms and royal gifts, Never lost adown the rifts Of the past— Or, alas ! in milden bright Half bereft of inward light Downward east. Gleams of an eternal day, Brightning ever, and Mi way Kainbow hopes. Visions borne beyond tlie tide, Where upon the other side Heaven opes. WAITING. When rose-leave To hide their All tenderly the Bow down to • in long grasses fall shattered head, trasses tal! veil the dead* And there are heart? Till those they love, how Turn there sit last to content to w '“V. ver late, to the most casual ob- 8 Aver. What will they do? What say ? Tney little suspected that the last link of the noblest chain of celes tial families was so Dear , a n involuntary spy upon their move ments. A profound silence of several minutes follow ed the disembarkment. It was broken by the voice of the man. ‘Tnloi,’ he said, fas tening his gaze upon the beautiful face that almost touched his very own, ‘ Tuloi, ’ as if he loved the name, • who arrayed thee in these costly garments ? Who spreads, night after night, for thy matchless form all these golden cushions? And who has rowed with thee be neath the stars upon the limpid waves of the Yaugtsz Xiang, and talked of everything save love? Tell me. Tuloi ? ’ The gpze of the girl sought the graceful lily whose fragrant stamens she was playfully crush ing between her fingers, and a scarlet flush lent a new beauty to her lace. ‘Thou hast done it a li all, Loo Chi (i she at last auswered, in a tone so sadly musical that it sounded to th6 watcher like a p'aiut from heaven. ‘And what hast thou to give mo in return ?! to I ha\ give. 1 nothing else TXJLOI; —OR — The Rival Princes. TEE FAIREST FLOWER OF THE CELESTIAL EIN " D 0 M. He lilted Tuioi in Id-arm*, and approached tlic water. He sprang to his feet and looked down upon the girl with an undis guised expression of an ger which he vainly tried to conceal. j ing princes in the empire, rowed toward ‘Loo Chi,’ said fciiS astonished beauty, in all palace, muttering plans ot direst vengeance, the simplicity of woman’s nature, 'I love no one | Yet that night the young prince ot ^ I no Cm but father, and during his life wiil not deprive ! sent a portion of his private gu ard toJ;h him of one iota of that holv affection.’ i ing of Tnloi’s father, within sig Foo Chi's command was the better disci plined. In the aggre gate it numbered twen ty thousand men who were expected to ap pear before the palace upon a certain day. Xiangsee , knowing tLat eTery moment was precious to him, placed himself at the head of his forces in an incred- i h 1 y short space o f time, and marched down into the province of Hupeh before its prince had mustered a single squadron. Spies, in breathless accents, and with pal lid faces, heralded the unexpected approach of the invaders, and, hast* ily collecting ten thous and troops, the fearless* Foo Chi marched from his palace to give battle to the enemy within sight of its gilded domes. One glorious autumn afternoon the hostile princes met, and Carn age flapped her gory wings over the fatal plain. Though outnum bered three to one, the young prince maintain ed the honor of his an cestors; but as the shad's if evening de- iC id d he saw his j triops retreating with their faces to the foe, who were paying dearly for every inch of par- chased ground. At last a panic seized his veterans. He tried ' M broke from Lis heart. But no, the day wis not lost. Suddenly the tramp cf many horses swelled above Loo Chi’s shouts of victory and the din of battle. Nearer and ed a competence. At the outbreak of the civil war her home was one of the most delightful in all Yirginia, and she was enabled to devote a considerable portion of time to literature. The war, however, scattered her fortune to the winds, and left her all hut destitute. She was now a fully matured woman, over forty years of age, strong, resolute and energetic. Driven from her home, she went to Richmond and became a nurse in the hospitals. The Federal prisoners who came under her ministration were objects of her especial care. On the close of the war she devoted herselft o the education of southern orphans, and published several works of an educational character. She dwelt in Washing ton for a while, ami her home in Pennsylvania avenue was the resort of some of the most bril liant men and women in the capital. She occu pied a position in one of the government officers for a time, and everywhere commanded rt spect and admiration. She finally took up’ her resi dence in Paris. Many years before this, Major Cass had established himself in the French capi tal, and had become a Frenchman in his tastes and methods of life. The two met, and the con cealed passion of early life rekindled in the breast of the old gentleman, and led him to offer Mias Mason his hand and fortune, but she said that she had resolved never to marry, and the major asked her to do him the honor of granting him her friendship. Then until his death, which occurred rather suddenly, Miss Mason was his companion in that friendship in which the French, in the decline of life know so well how to associate, and she closed his eyes and took charge of his body. Under the terms of his will his body was embalmed and brought to Michigan, A plain tomb, to cost not more than two hundred dollars, will mark the rest ing place of Lewis Cass, self-expatriated de scendant of Michigan’s greatest son. The will of Mtijor Cass bequeaths to Miss Mason six thousand dollars, three diamond rings which the testator dearly prized, and makes her the joint executrix of the instrument. of Iwell- rince Loo COMPLETE IN ONE NUMBER. BY C. C. H. Row beautiful soliloquized a solitary speaker, who continued to gaze enraptured ttp- Her noble answer—the loftiest that woman Over gave—served to enrage the proud lover th more. ‘Tuloi,’ he cried, stepping near the recum bent one with a frenzied look that raised her from the couch, and brought them face to fac • ‘Pee not pandered to thy womanish propensitie without hope of reward. I have arrayed the j in the productions of the mightiest looms in j the land; I have decked thy brow with gems of tdy convey- on the flood cf silvery^ m ; a, _ 4 -. vei . ol pp. j unparalleled magnificence—for what? To hear 1 thee declare that thou lovest a foolish man on the pinnicle of his dotage, because he calls thee daughter. I would blush in very shame, Tuloi on the lucent waves of the greatest. riv native land—the winding Yangtsz X ang. He was in the spring-time of life—not having vet crossed the boundary of his twenty-fourth year His prepossessing features and symmetrical mould stamped him tf princely lineage, hut nothing upon his person would seem to con- linn the impression. lie was comtoitab)} hu* not richly dressed. . . Glorious river < ’ he cried, stretching forth his fair-skinned and womanish hand; ‘upon thy shelly hanks have my ancestors chased glitter ing sunbeams, and gorgeous palaces and beau tiful pagodas without number. They have gone, and I btund where they once stood. Chi's castle, and the old man v.-ir. s e'd to his daughter’s embrace Tuloi was surprised to learn that her preserv er was a scion of the house ot Foo Chi, and she l f 0 give’way felt that there was no stronger protector in the j a fieardlf land. With grateful tears she thanked him for her own life and parent’s safety, and the devoted couple were assigned to the most gorgeous wing of the palace. Prince L*io Chi slept not daring the short in- tival between the balling of schemes nearest his heart and dawn, for. while the stars yet twink led in the az ire of space, he was riding, unat- But girl,' and he clutched her delicate arm, re- j tended, upon his favorite courser towards Foo vealed by the short laee sleeve, ‘lam not to be cheated thus. If you w ill not become mine you shall never belong to, another. Tell me, there fore that thou art mine, or—or—or by the heart of Foo ! I’ll—’ Chi. The gray* streaks of dawn were illumining the East, as the still angry prince sc .led the spur of a mountain, and rode towards one j magnificent porches ol Foo Chi’s model rupt tue love-blinded Chinese. ‘I will not wed thee till the stars fall, lor 1 love thee not.’ ‘Then to-aight thou wilt sleep upon a couch the last liv- I fhy limbs never touched before !’ he shouted,- . , ,, tnniio nf Vno fllii Ac j suddeulv lifting Tuloi above his hea l, as though ye! I P £S“£S££ \nto no veins the glorious 1^0 were an infant, and stepping nearer the current that mal “St I "VhVfiSr creature was poized above the wonld- look about me, . ‘ , after a lone nr use he murderer’s head, when an agile form darted £VhTh he°Lad'leaned forward and gazed long- | £«>“ «*e «hade of the water iillies and snatched Ingly down the stream. ‘ Have I been dmsing ^ a ten-light, or have I beheld in vision the celes tial being that haunts my sight and not in real ity ? Is it true that 1—’ He suddenly paused, and put his finger to his lips, for the musical dip of light oars had reach ed his ears, and a dark object marred the silvery surface of the waves. . , «’Tis not a dream !’ he cried. ‘ She comes ! she comes! the fairest flower of the celestial kingdom.’ He drew back into the shade of a clump ot water lilies, and ieasted bis sparkling eyes upon the boat, the prow of which had unaccountably been turned iov.ards the very spot he occupied. ‘She could not have seen me,’ he mused. « The rays of the night queen revealed me not, yet she comes straight to my hiding-place. The boat continued to approach the shore, j and not until it had touched the lilied bank, | did the watcher discover that the girl who so j deftly plied the yielding oais had a companion, j The male occupant of the little vessel moored j it to the trunk oi a monster water plant, and as- j sisted his companion to the verdant bank, upon j which he had previously spread elaborate silken j cushions of great value. A fairy \ision, indeed, seemed the girl, as j she rechued gracefully upon cue of the cush ions. Her face was an equisite oval, faultless, in every outline and most minute particular. The fascinating cerulean eyes contrasted strange ly. jet beautifully, with tl tresses that iell upon her sh their lair skin and rounded shapes watcher behind the lilies. j Though quite richly clad it was evident that j she was not patrician, yet not wholly a plehian, j in the sense in which the ancient terms arc used j in China. On the other hand the princely ha biliments oi her escort did not belie his descent, j and his attractive person, independently oi his robes, would have proclaimed him a patrician j Never !’ she broke forth, impatient to inter- j nese architecture. ■ He was plainly clad; over all he wore an ttn- Loo Cm turned with a cry of baffled rage, advanced with clenched hands and flushed cheeks on his antagonist, who had lain the halt- unconscious girl upon the cushions, and await ed his onset. The moustached Loo Chi laughed with dis dain at the beardless youth, who confronted him, and supposing the battle already won by his commanding presence, stepped forward, when his enemy’s arm shot out from the shoul der, and he described a faultless parabola to the edge of the tortuous stream. Right had triumphed over might. The vanquished prince soon recovered, but made no attempt to renew the struggle. He had no idea before the forcible demons ration ot the power that slumbered in his antagonist s arm. ‘Dost know who I am ?' he thundered. ‘Aye,’ answered the other quickly, ‘Thou art Loo Chi, Prince ofKiangsee; but what care I lor that? Go! Thy cushions—take them; they polute the soil of Hupeh,’ and the speaker threw the silken couches into the boat.; > ‘I will pay thee enormous price for this, hiss ed Loo Chi. ‘Thy master, the prince ot oo Chi, shall deliver thee into my hands, and, as Foo liveth, I’ll drain thee of every drop ot thy blood ! The other laughed loudly and bitterly, and Loo Chi stepped into the boat. s contras tea sLranee- ’Come beautif.il creature,’ said the young he wealth of ebon mar, to the being he had ^sened from^be^of oulders, concealing ’ s k' !!s > ‘come with me o j .* . , ■ . ed shapes from the | L,lt she seemed . reluctant to & o, looking tear- fuliv down the river. ‘My lather,’ she murmured. Fear not for him. Ere dawn ho shall he with thee,’ was the quick response. Thus assured, she permitted her preserver— whom she little dreamed of being the prince ol Foo Chi—to lead her from the exciting spot. Loo Chi, one of the most powerful and schem- assuming riding-habit. When quite near the porch, a figure appeared therein, and gazed fixedly npou him. Loo Chi recognized, in the b ardless, boyish form, his vanquisher of the preceding night, and drew reign. What wilt thou so bright and early, Loo Chi of Kinngsee? ask“d the young prince, inwardly guessing, and rightly too, Xiangsee’s errand, •1 will state my wishes to thy master, not to thee, has- -horn dog ! was the angry re joinder, which drew a smile to the lips of the prince. ■Do thou summon thy master hither, and bestir thyself, or it will he the worse for thee when tl oa hast been delivered i.ito my hands.’ ‘Kiangsee’s tyrant,’ answered Loo COL slow ly as he fixed his piercing eyes upon his /nsul- ter, ‘art thou iguorant of the fact that thou hast just addressed one whose blood is mst er than thine ?’ ‘What ?’ ‘I am the last scion of Foo Chi’s house.’ Startled at the unexpected revelation, Loo Chi maintained his composure, and his voice sank to a respectful tone. ‘Wor hy prince,’ he said, ‘why should Foo Chi and Kiangsee stand at dagger points? To- his 1 n ,. a ,., r they came, and all at once ten thousand of Hupeh’s mountaineer, invincible in battle, ippearel to retrieve the fortunes of the flay. The pa lie-stricken troips turned, boo ( hi thr w himself before the cavalry, and led them to au inevitable victory. Tue troops of Xiang- see struggled bravely; but, being assailed on both flanks by the infantry, they were obliged ‘ The leader of the succoring party, youth with fiir, womanly features, performed prodigies ol valor. Loo Chi sought his enemy, and by dextrous blows deprived him of his sword. ‘I Lave thee, now, dog!’ he cried, the point of his vubagalen touching Foo Chi’s throat. •And I will pay thee for thy obstinacy. 1 erish . At that moment a steed passed at Loo Chi s side, and in less time than I have penned a single word a gory scimitar performed decapi- The young prince beheld the beardless lead er of the cavalry in the person of his rescuer. The deep blue eyes caused him to Iook again, of the i am | an exclamation parted his lips. >f Chi- | ‘Tuloi.’ , , „ , . Blushes swept the beautiful face. Tuloi was the proservi-r of bis life. . ,, , Fearing the result, of the confl ct, the girl had i messenger to rouse the prince’s oups, who, having promptly re sponded to the urgent appeal, had arrived in time to snatch victory from the grasp o. defeat. One week Liter, daring the celebrating ot the si-uiul victory, upon the prince o* Foo Cm were ‘he heart and hand of the lily of tiia d father willingly relin- s patch t <1 mountain bestowe Yang'z Ki-.ing, her aged father willingly relin quishing a portion of her love to their chival- benefactor. Lewis (ijss's Only Son. Thu Romance in (lie Life of the Most Beautiful Woman in Michigan. Detroit Fif‘ /'re.ss: Emily V. Mason was reputed to be the most beautiful woman in the northwest. Her family were patrician and all her associations were elevated. In 1833, when her father was secretary of the Territory of Michigan, she enjoyed a political as well as so cial distinction, and later when Michigan was erected into a State, her brother, Stephen T. day I gaze upon thee for the first time knowing j Mason, became its first governor, and she pre- thy rank. That blow—that princely blow, so I sided over the household and dispensed a deftly bestowed,’ be smiled, but ;?o faintly, ‘I liberal and grac D ful hospitality. The guberna- forgive upon one‘condition.’ j torial mansion w r as the center of the culture and •Speak on.’ | fashion of the northwest, a»d Miss Mxson was ‘ That thou dost restore to me Tuloi, whom I at the head of thf> society of the Wolverine thou knowest I love.’ ! metropolis. When Miss Mason was discharging ‘ Xiangsee, ride back to thy palace, and tell I the duties of the first lady of the State, Major thy people that there are baser men than I.’ ; Lewis Cass was at West Point. During his va- ‘ The condition is refused, then ?’ hissed Loo cation he visited his home and was thrown much into the society of the brilliant Emily. He was younger than she, if he was smitten by her beauty and accomplishments he never summon ed the courage to propose. The sudden death of Governor Mason and the breaking up of the Mason homestead and the reverse that followed, and the j obliged Miss Mason to look about tor means of entirely i support. She was a girl oi proud, independent of Chi. ‘Emphatically so.’ He turned his charger's head, saying: ‘The wager of battle must decide the fate the Lily of the i’angDz Xiang.’ ‘So be it,’ responded Foo Chi. • Ifthou gain- est her ’t'-vill be over my dead bolt ruins of this palac -and calm and self-possessed, the young prince turned to con- I spirit, and with the remains of her property verse with an officer of the structure who was ' she purchased a market farm in Fairfax county, seated in a niche. I Virginia, and began business like a practical The rival princes lost no time in marshalling ] woman. Siie developed energy and commercial their forces. I foresight, and soon enjoyed abundant prospen- Kiangsee could bring the larger force to the ty. She supported hersell and her orphaned __ , field of conflict, bat the army attendant; upon j nieces ia elegant styie, worked hard, and acq nr- | ‘warmed over by fashion tlias summer. A Reminiscence of John Milkes Booth. (Louisville letter to New Orleans Picayune.) Close beside me, as I write, is an old worn almost impish in its beauty, with some .aiut shadow on if of the tragedy that made its end so t -rrible. Benea h it, in characters traced by a girlish hand that is dust and ashes long ago, are the words ‘immortal Booth.’ It is John Wilkes Booth. Since young imagination burning with z-nl for the Southern cause, transformed the brilliant, misled fanatic into a hero martyr. I have lately heard a story in connection with this man, whose events began in Louisville. Some time’during the war he was playing an enga e- ment here and winning the applause aDd ho mage that has ever attended the name. Amongst his passionate admirers was a beau tiful young girl of seventeen, the child of^ one of Louisville's oldest and best families. Night after night she sat before the foot-lights drink- in" in e'xery word and look. The tale of her devoted homage finally reached his ears, and he sought an introduction. Blase man ot the world as he was, her fresh young beauty and ardent hero-worship captivated him. Alas, to the man who had the fairest women ot the land at his feet and who could not count his con quests, the silken thrall was easily broken-the ftucy very transient. His stay in the city was prolonged, and he managed to be quite frequent in the society of the young girl whose infatua tion was unknown to her friends. Finally he Xft for New York, and the misguided girl was his companion. As soon as the elopement was discovered, her brother, residing in Chicago, was telegraphed, and started immediately tor New York, whence the sister was taken to Chi cago and never returned to her native city. She developed into a woman of surpassing b»auty, went into society, and was the gayest among the gay, to all appearances; finally she was married, much against her will, to an old gentleman oi wealth and position, and in a short time she left his home, and in a strange hotel in Chicago, away from her friends, took chloroform and died by her own hand. In the meantime, Booth, flit ting from flower to flower, had settled upon one ami was engaged to be married to a Washington lady, now the wife of a i romineut Republican, 1 when his poor crazed brain imp died him to his j fearful fate. There are some members of Booth’s fun ily living in this city, and one, a prominent j and gifted young lawyer, died here some time since, A Contradiction by General Grant. General Grant was recently reported by a cor respondent as speaking disparagingly of Stone wall Jackson while at Constantinople. Colonel Mosby, of Yirginia, wrote to General Grant, en quiring if be had used the language attributed to him. General Grant, writing under date of Paris, May 20, in reply says: ‘You say I am reported as speakiDg disparag ingly of Stonewall Jackson by one correspond ent. I have not seen that. I knew Jackson when he was a cadet, served with him in the Mexican war, and know that he enjoyed the confidence and respect of all who knew him. He was regarded as a man of great ability’, great perseverance and great piety. M hatever he did, he did conscientiously no matter whether it was right or wrong. I have compared him in conversation with Cromwell. It is probable that I have said as much to you about Jackson as I ever have to any correspondent.’ Pin tliou thy faith upon the calico dress of the girl who can play ‘Home, Sweet Home.’ Norwich has about 100 divorced couples, two- thirds of whom are under 30 years of age. A lady iu Mount Sterling. Ky, eighteen ye^rs old, has ioeen married six years, and has three children. Empress Eugenie desires her son to be called Prince Louis Napoleon, as his father was iu his early exile. Ashes of roses,’ an expired tint, will beV 4 ') ashion this summer. w£; -'