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VOL. I\ . JT. H. & AV13. SEALS, [jproprmtors. ATLANTA, 6A„ SATURDAY, SEPTEMBER
THE CKII IIIH'Y ’
THE CHILDREN.
[vl good poem should be occasionally republished,
as ice reset a fine gem, and reframe a good picture.]
When the tasks ami the ]<
A rwl t l.r. f.,1 1 ..
I 1 FP \r113 PER ANNUM
ADVANCE.
Y\ hen the tasks and the lessons are euded,
i" s, 'hool for the day is dismissed,
Ah® httle ones gather around me
;ood night and he kissed-
arms that encircle
um joe goon
Oh! the little white
My neck in th '
- lr tender emhr„, r ,
Jl >- th . e ,/'nnles that are halos of heaven
aneaumg sunshine of love on my face
Oh! my heart
W
For there's nothing on earth half "o holy
As the innocent heart of a child ! *
They are idols of hearts and of households
Jhey are angels of God in disguise- ’
sunlight still sleeps in their tresses
3 ask not a life for the dear ones
rndjiint tic . ... i...
TteVt " ***» » e uuji
hut that life may have just enou
To temper t he glare of the sun;
I would pray God to guard them
Uut my prayers would hound h
Ah! a seraph may pray forasimn
Uutasmner must nrav for him
m uciir ones
others have done,
' 1 “lough shadow
n;
■m from evil.
v to guard them front evil,
layers would hound hack to myself-
may pray for si si oner,
ipr i.: n.
. * j iiojuiit 1 !,
i sinner must pray for himself.
The twig Is so easily bended
I have banished the rule and the rod
i have taught them the goodness of knowledge
«,K,d„es S of God
r y “ il . ve height me the goodness of God
<U u ‘ irt 18 & dungeon of darkness
Where I shut them for breaking a rule
Aly frown is sufficient correction,
.My love is the law of the school.
shall ieav c* the old house in the autumn,
to traverse its threshold no more-
'pi ^ 8liull si^li lor the dear ones
t hat meet me each morn at the door *
A*
I shall m.
And the
The groii]
T lia t
me each morn at the door!
the ‘good-nights' and the kisses
ush of their innocent glee
—. n tlie green, and the dowers
are brought every morning for me.
shall miss them at morn and ateven
Their song in the school and the street-
shall miss the low hum of their voice ’
Ami the t-- —- -----
When th
An
“ID
inss tne low hum of their voices
le tramp of their pattering feet. ’
Ifh •> »<*'<!‘if •• * I’ -U,U
leath says, ‘The s, lioul is -
A Flirt’s Punishment,
Fanny
-O K,-
Farie’s
Trial.
.NO. 168
BX JEROME BETLAND.
At the close of a mellow antnmn day, a rus-
tic bench in the shrubberied lawn of an elegant
residence in the suburbs of R-, was occupied
bv a couple, conversing seriously even gravely.
A voung couple they were; indeed, hardly more
than boy and girl, though their faces wore a
’ -r sober expression ipr sixteen and tw^nty-
ravuv'
one. . . . .
The girl bad that peculiarly fascinating style
of face that captivates you without your being
able to tell what particular feature is so attract
ive. Her hair, dark and rippling, was swept
back from a high, white forehead. Her eyes
were deep and luminous, her lips rosy, her
whole appearance indicative of a sweet and ,
lovely nature. At least so thought Maurice ;
Courtney who sat looking into her eyes so earn- j
estly this September evening.
■Fanny,’ he was saying, 'there is talk that I
am to be sent away on business for the firm,
and I came here this afternoon to settle a ques
tion that has troubled me for some time past as
vou well know. I have spoken to you about it
before, but I have never been satisfied with your
answers. Fanny, you know I ' (0 ve you. Ho
you love me? Will you be my w He when I re
turn, if I am indeed called aw ay
His voice, tender and trer ^lous with earnest- i
ness, thrilled the girl’s he with a proud joy, 1
yet she could not resist' ^temptation to ex/er-
cise the power over lr ^ which she felt to be \
hers. With that st- perV ersUy that often I pome Ct'er to-night and well
leads her sex to pi ^ith. their own. happiness, day evetuhg. 4\.i^T*d«hiD.
and tantalize a m g,,., — 1 Aim mO o nnf fr»\ra with
^kT“Hero" Brothers " of tb« Battle of Atlanta.
See fifth page )
a sudden thrill ran
through her veins; she
recognized Maurice.
The Doctor came and
found that brain fever
would likely ensue.
‘Ibis is a poor place
for him to be ill at,’
he said looking round
at the sick widow and
her noisy children.
‘I will send the car
riage and take him to
our house. ’ Fanny an
swered eagerly,
ISo Maurice was re
moved te a cool large
room- in beautiful
Maple Home, and Fan
ny and Fred nursed
him, as seldom was a
sick man nursed be
fore. For days he hov
ered between life and
death, then one day he
tell into a natural sleep
and when he opened
his eyes again, their
glance though wonder
ing and wild, had not
the stupor of unconsci
ousness or the madness
of delirum in their ex
pression.
Where am I ? What
has happened ?’ he ask
ed of the physician,
whose face was the
only one he saw, for
Fanny had drawn back
from the bedside.
Doctor Dale told him
briefly, that >>“ H-- 4 <
nerj iiiou 'item ■ x»o*--
tor I want you to let
me leave here directly.
I will not stay here.’
Dr. Dale was aston
ished, butFanny made
him a sign to withdra w
and he softly stole^ out
of the room. Then
Fanny came forward.
‘Maurice’ she said in
low, tender tones.
He turned his large,
hollow eyes upon her.
‘That face !’ he said
shuddering. ‘It .w a »'
that face that ruined
me ! That made me
lose heart for work, or
care for my own life,
or health—that made I
me a wanderer, a reck
less, hopeless man.
Fanny Farie, how can
you stand there and
look at me hxe that,
w-hen vou have done
me such wrong?’
■ Maurice, I u ave
never done you all the
wrong you think, t
Teased you I know; m
the old days, but 1
cared for you in spite
of it. When I hurt
vour feelings so that
evening, I was
for it and wrote aaking
you to forgive me.
‘And I wrote telling
you—’ v *
>1 know now what
you wrote Maurice, but
for years I did not
know-; I thought you
went away still angrj
and unforgiving; unta
the letter came to light-
Oh' Maurice, J°ur
w ere dead, and ‘bat 1
a mouse,
her long lash
‘Maurice,
time to tb
‘Unex
have
have
S t0 P ' a'with their own. happiness, da ?. SVclufig. *^ ' friendship.
■?." flb,y lave, M »c.ttoy.out
u j eVaficed up at him from under ; F an NX F-
D - % - J 4 ^ n\ ri i»nl 1- ‘ I _ - nntn 131*1 <
s „ u , cu FankxF
J+rid. answered demurely: . Courtney the note, Bridget?,
tfciB is so unexpected. Give me I ^^Fanny, on ?iie return of the doughty do-
pSdV'he c .ed resentfully. *Ycm , an - I lid that same. An’he looked as
r a b-.ve known well that I loved you. xou are , Sight ■came but n° Maurice. ^
.rifting with me and I cannot submit to it. 0 ther day and night, and s ill^ pot
KUstbe answered now, yes or no, , not A treek passed, bnt. st - t Fannny
sss sssst £■£££*— <»■ «•
1 .0 10 Bay
learn better manners, I yrid hold no further con
*: „;*ii winn * fnrnfifl haUKutllV
No
CO Brothers” ot the Battle 01 MUUx**. - ... aoB oint-I brother throught yen ,
th b y was refreshing bimself with the 1 and ^'^ppyThad'put an end to his life. I Ua !\^ e you have been unhappy about
ab While examining the coat she felt something
“ciaty, »» s1 ^ b<i '° *
b,ieM pa'lioalar JeMneMi „j h „ feel- 1
Her heart-ache an tbin to s how her re-
_ ing that she “ u& 1 sbe jr a d committed, sent
^ein7; : vb : yeb : kssx " st
I will see' what it ^
\n instant and ihe drew forth a plain, busi-
n .. seo ,elope .a^^ F r!E
Trenton House.
,, . ^ v,„ r heart throbbed as she recognized
Ah, ho phiroeraohv of Maurice
viate their wantsi and c in her nature,
She became tender an berself j Q thus u e-
and found a heahn 0 bal^ pagged on K be be
ing of use to other ^ . n the mission
r isE~srjs*.. js tx«■»
”^ ht ber lmod '
F ' ea - 1 “
RVK T-yo’n I »'“ Eta be loved fe. be -.Id h.,« cofe^o B.y ^
learn better manners, I-widhold no further con Cil _hye at least, Fanny Ba a nwfc ,i f ree ly. l be squaie, ltra n y t0 re open the missive.
vernation with you,’ she turned haughtily g ft J ne the i Courtney, bhe hter y y ^
away. .. onM Mouths passed,and still t anme _ h ^ ir . , eave at five ! happier as 1 a ac1?te i y , yet there was an
•l'ou refuse then to swer my question ? sa-d ^ waited in vam. ^ , . « ! •Darling Fanni, ‘.S. «t b.«m- i JSzzXtiXfk*" to »«*“ ei “
only & scornful carl of IBM r “- A bitter morning to Dee™^'- t J e *f TOt ! Jinst 30 i m “°v* l " l! 8 Umontbs f'lf yon "lean | tbatlold of a abadowe 1 e.^ ^ cottage
ny’s red lips, p.s -hr, turned to the house. Farie’s place bad heeu tti? d de so- | -be gone, pein I^ thi a f ler noon, write me i 0 ne day as she wa' PP tor her, she saw
‘You will repent this, you will indeed, cMd King> and the exterior was cheeries^^ j . ye8 ’ by not ^ ““N “don't care to hear from you. j ofa sick ™ d ° ° te
l6 young maa .\s he strode away. ;ate . Two years hav . . { ce is less round , at Havana, if . Yours, Maurice, j a horse tied to the g • . ad seen Miss
She turned to recall him, but her pnd. | t way . Ll«nj ■ 9 S 6 of ^ As she aW aU giance the mischief that had Little Benny, the widow s son, ha^ee ^
checked her. . vb an it was and wean morll ing she heard Fanny saw atk g““ minute . everything m j
•He win sr j0n be over his pet, anyhow, s os3ed the hall on in» ODening the door been done.
saidtoher-.eU.but despite her assurtnee, her |t ^ d Hng atlhe ^^.Sbo/nf ten or
thereabouts
the young maa p 3 he strode away.
She turned to recall him, but her pride
checked her.
despite
h< art iais-, a ve her. , . „
. That r^joht Maurice Courtney did not come up
to Trer lt0 n House as he had promised, and i: rea,
FanD y-g young brother, who had a strong lia-
ing for the frank, kindly naturea young man,
w» 3 much exercised over the matter. . .
Fanny reproached herself for the way she had
acted, a-jd after many tears ana sober though^
she ind ited him a little note and Bentitbytt
1 ^ waa onincr n&st ills place vi
xours, iUAtiuv-^. a uuiao . _ , v«Q^ RPftn Mi
ata glance the mischief that had Litt le Bennv the widow B^.h
Toi.unite a minute, everything in Fann y, and came now bouna g ^
u cmirn around her. but she , , n . vTj gg Fanny, he on » V. /won in Ct
gi . I 2» p oia~.‘Liq““^ h r“ d
he shiv-
warm, spacious kitchen
.Sk-jLt > she cried
\ eeD otu seemel to swim around her, but she
the room seem- woman ftnd did not faint.
wasa 8t *° t D t IJ°, n | missing note quietly in her
She put the lmg^^d wit ^ ber labor o£ charity,
pocket and p»» however> B he wrote a note to
That mormng^h brQtheri agking Maur i c e s ad-
Hervey, Maur 8tated that,Maurice had
dress. The repy f rom Havana shortly
mysteriouBiy Asappea tface of him had ever
s . h x« b, w“ “Libii« i b... bi», | tot hu
h'SrkaSf-F “b”^I ™ *«»8 I : * M “-' ‘
nnv and came ° ,
•Ob’ MU. SS.*3SS
;f, b Sjw fb®y »im tot. ...
b.mea sstsrssx^
burntman, pale witn pa .lying d off for the
She at once sent . tQ tbe injured man
doctor. Thensh m co i d water. As
bail to,to bU t«mpl»
mad; but I went m - e 0 f me. 4
aimlessly, not caring what ^ dead I was
wanted every one to beh ®^® at tack of malarial
morbid and weak after a long ^ ag if I was
fever I had in Havana, an 1 q{ n0 va lue to
unfit for business or society, » d through
my friends or relatives, al l these
strange trials and da ? g V oine a t last through
yearsfand have been driven home a Qff p00I
a heart-craving I could not to die.
and weary man, I have com .. though her
‘Dio indeed,’ said m ust not think of
eyes filled with tears. friends to live ani-
dying. You owe it to you them mourn
be happy; you have so long
you as lost.’ T-, „nv >’ , ,
‘Who mourned me, Fan °,f votir friends,and—
“ J .I thousana.-
ping on her cheeks. 4 lt was a
gr ‘Then you really did love d e ’ way w«d fellow.
. Of0 oiweIdid,ywprond i _y te d to write
»T=^^> ouledl ovel
ful woman like you* I am a m
health and m purse. h to medd
nursing will soon remedy the other.
. And so it proved.