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i VOL IV. J. H. & W B. SEALS, ATLANTA. (xA.. SATURDAY, MARCH 39. Ifc7!». TERMS I iS PER ANNUM IN ADVANCE. 105. Bayard Taylor. [Suggested by his recent interment in his natice soil in Pennsylvania.] His native earth receives him—gentle heart And kingly brain; the Nation mourns for him, And flags are lowered as for a chieftain slain, Ora dead ruler. It is well: he was A chieftain in the tigiit for truth and right And led the van of the army. Thought ; and hewed High paths of resea rcli, whilehis loyal heart Conquered all prejudice by love-and trust. Ilegraced the name of poet, sage, and man, Living he was a vital power, and dead, The shadow of his greatness streams beyond Into the future of humanity, oh thou! Beloved of men and favored of t lie gods, Who measured the circumference of this globe Thro' seas of ice, and depths of tropic shade, And burning sands, and. gave us fruits of thoughts And glowing fancies culled from all: and built Creeds more divine than science dared to dream. Oh strong, sweet soul canst-thou not pierce the veil And give us token that thou still existeth, Beyond our mortal ken, but active, bold, And loving still? The years shall fling their pall On T esser names; but thine, like those of old. Is blazoned in stars upon the heaven of human love, And hallowed memory. Goodnight glorious mind> But never farewell; there's no death for such A vital energy as thine. Atlanta. b r. A.," mo mows hide mm, A\D HOW IT WAS BROUGHT ABOlT. IIV MARY E. BK VAX. Lula Tripley was the prettiest trimmest, most amiable little widow in all Hood county—;ue owner o! a handsome cottage, a good farm and a nice little basket phaeton and pair. If thest were all she hud owned it would have been Cur weather and plain sailing lux LleUteuttOi .Tack Berry, her sailor suitor, who had loved her , T , , . ., - . . when she was a girl, and was stiii uncured o. | Lula, poor; thing, was the whU(s>, * orrowfullest Dan crept up tj him aiiJ possessed himself of the carpet-bat ter, who bad little love for madam Fane. ‘She *!><• i;*w -p..i» uv.m, nntil she had to marry to have any peace. It is a shame! his passion. But madam Lula owned also t. very grim and decided mamma, who had had things ail her own way ever since she married her meek little husband, whom she had trained to ob> y her very look as completely as ever dog did his master. It s a wonder he ever dared tc depart this life without obtaining her permis sion. After his death, she i xercised her genits for trainirg upon bis blue-eyed counterpart— little Lula. She grew up in such awe and feat of her tall, keoi-voiced, keen-eyed mamma that she would have put her curly head into the fire rather than disobey her. I Lnla Fane and Jack Berry had been boy and j girl lovers in the days when they went to the j vil’age school and spelled in the same class b.- ! fore the augrst Dr. Theophilus Bunch. When Jack was twenty-one and Lula five years youc- j ger, he put away childish things and talked se- j rious business to his lady-kve, She referred j him, as Jack knew she would, to her mamma, ] and with ahold front but an inward quailing, i ana iaid his ! iitile bride you ever saw. If she had had spark of spirit, si e never would have let her self be led into a marriage that her bi art was not in, but she never had had the pluck of a kitten to stand up against that domineeiing mother of hers, and was just a rag-baby in her hands.’ Jack muttered a nanghty word as he tossed the letter from him. He felt like rating his sis ter for finding -ny fault with Lula Spiritless ! Who could have any spirit, he would like to know, and live with that dragon ? H9 would just like to see her tied up there to the yard- s rin, and the fat, elderly bridegroom rolling if the sea y< nde-, like another porpoise. Oh poor Lnla! Sweet Lula! He must never hear ol her again. He couldn't bear it, so he sat down and wrote to his sister, and, at the end of his letter, he tacked ou the postscript : ‘Don’t tell me any more about Lula Fane- Mi s. Tripley, I mean. I don't want to hear about her. ‘ And his sister resp cted his wish and omitted he waited upon the formidable petition before her. To use Jack s phrase, sht | all mention of the f irbidden name in her rather lifted him bigner than a kite, and was so com- I rare communications, until at length, nearly I nlimentary in h- r remarks about his poverty 1 seven y ears from the time Jack had quit his an- I and bis wildm? s that Jack's hands doubled in- ! tive town, she quite casually alluded, in a longer | voluntarily and he was forced tc thn st them in- j and more gossippy letter than usual, to haying to bis pockets to keep from shaking them un der the old lady's sharp nose. Hs was too in dignant at first to remember sweet, loving little Lula, but the thought of her came soothingly into his disturbed mind presently, an l ha in dited an el quent epistle, beseeching her to'fly with him and leave her cruel mother, who was a pitihss juggernaut that would ciush the hearts of faithtul and tender lovers.* Unluckily, this letter fell into the ban ’s ot Mrs. Fane, and her wrath over it was great. Ks- had a delicious treat of strawberries from Lula Tripley’s garden, ‘She brought them he:se f. It was the first time I had seen her since she w? s a widow, and she is looking so well. She in quired about you—but excuse me, I quite for- got that you did not want to hear anything about her.’ Jack made no allusion to this little episode in his reply to the letter, but he intimated that be was miserably homesick and wa3 tainking of obtaining leave of absence and going home fora pecially ‘was she indignant thi.t she snould be visit to the old folks. Tine to Lis word, he did *11 J T ~ A » Vwixl r>A ulna* Linn nf 1 AHTTIU Kr.TYl A f\T1 « lflVplv H Y) E1 fl O' flftV WRR !*P- called a Juggernaut.’ She had no clear idea of the meaning of the word,but it was a very red raa t'o her r»ge. That a Trumbull—a South Caro lina Tiumbr.il, should be called a Juggernaut come home one lovely spring day and was re- cieved with open arms by his parents and sis ters. Sue, the elder, was his favorite. He sat with her under the honeysuckle porch that eve- by an in pertinent r.j start of a boy whose father i ning, talking over old times and old friends. sold sealing wt.x and played the fiddle for a liv- irq.! Mr. John B-rry yrt kept the town book and stationery tore, anu w s also first violinist in the Hoodville siring band that performed at all concerts and theatrical displays. •I ll make him remember Juggernaut* said the irate 1'iy and -he called for her war steed— a tall bay C n slnga—tried the lash o: her riding whip and rode t fl to the h use ot J :-k‘s father But poor Jack had already received a blow in the sh pe of a tender, hopeless little good-by* misr've from Lula, te'ling him : he ieved him and al- ays would, but could never marry him against her metLer's will. When ihe indignant duiue rode up lo his father's door, Jack was seated in the hack, feeling very blue indeed as he rattled over the four miles that intervened between the town and the railroad terminus. He had been studying witb an eye to the naval seivice, and, armed with credentials and recom mendations, he applied for admi sioD, passed a creditable ■ xamination and entered the nayal service. Soon afterwards, h s ship went < ff on a long voyage. Years wtnt by, he was promoted for esp' cial gallantry and attention to duty to the post ofsicond Lieutenant, and at every poit where they pa sed any lime, there were bright eyi s that looked shy or held admiration at the handsome, lithc-l mbe^ f;our,g oflic r. But their g’ances made little impression, for fiis early dis- But yon have not men ioned Lula Fane,’ he said at last. You told me never tc do so.’ Jack laughed. Oh well ! I take that back. Tell me about her. So she is a widow.* Yes, aLd prettier than ev r, but she will not stay a widow long, if Mrs Fane h s her way, as she always docs you knew. She is trying t- marry her now to a slab-sided, laniern-jawed widower of three wives, who preaches through his nose and cares morej r Lula’s rich acres and fat pi 0 s than he dois for her charms of per son.’ •A preache.? whew! how came the madam to fix on a preaehei ?’ ‘Why, havent you hear. ?’ Her latest whim is to be very devout, and she is the greatest piece of piety extant, if church-going anchpatron zing church fairs and abusing sinners and giving what she calls ‘counsel,’ go to make piety. She has nearly run the poor folks around her crazy by poking into their affairs,finding fault and giving advice and tracts; and as for poor Lula, she dare not Smile or look lively in her mother’s presence. II she does marry parson Podgett ’ She shan’t marry him, 1 broke in Jack. ‘If I can help it. ‘ ■But how can you help it, my dear boy? She is as much under the old lady's thumb as ever, she drew back in amf-zeaiem, s Jack, tall, sun- ! burnt, bearded and awfully handsome, rose up oil Oi a corner and said, ‘Ln ! a.* She let him take her trembling little hand and j hold ii in both his big ones lor a whole minute while she looked at him as if she were going to j cry. ‘Sit down,* he sa’d. ‘Don't tremble so. I wouldn’t hurt a hair of your head, God knows. I don't blame you for anything that has hap j pened. And I‘ve loved you all the time. J cau't help telling you so —you look just like the j little Lnla that I used to call mine. * Sue had discreetly vanished, and J?ck im- I proved the- shining hour and won from Lula a j conf, siion that she still oared for him, and was i more than happy that he had come back. ‘And it‘s all a mistake about the parson,' J;.ck said. lie saw her f a r, e c'ond. •You don't mean me to understand that you are engaged to that man, Luia?' No. Go, no ; that is—mamma promised—I mean he has asked me to marry him through mamma and I have begged for lime to think of it ,'stammered Luia. ‘And you are to give him an answer—when ?• •N*xt Saturday. Alania has invited him to dinner and to stay over night. She wanted to announce on Sunday that I was engaged to brother Podgett, and ask the prayers of the church upon it,' ‘Ahem ! and what do you went to do? You lovs Mr. Podg-tt, I suppose.' Oh! no indeed. I could never love ;him. Not but he's good enongh for me. He's very, very good, you know, aud mama says I am so giddy I absolutely need a godly n an like Air. Podgett to keep me in the stiaight path. Bat then— he draws out his words as long as molas ses candy, and he rolls his eyes and talks about hi3 dear deceased partners in heaven, and the corners of his mouth drop down, and he sips his ci tfee with such a noise, and, indeed, he is not a man I could love any war,—even if ‘ ‘If what ?• ‘If you had not come back, Jack. ‘ ‘Little humbug ! You'll tell me that and, Saturday, your mother vili order you to give yourself to old Podgett, aud you'll hesitate aud shed a tear or two, and end by doing as she tells you.' ‘Oh ! Jack.* ‘Yes you will : I know hoi it is. You have been sol j set to her will so lag, - ou Lave none You resolve!o do what your •.i--n.ee dictatojbu. us soon as you finer,ce of htl eye and tongue, t as 3 oa did wen a child. ‘ s minded her lit -r e- well,she'd didn t, and se has always been ing ht-r cry again. There'll be plenty of time j to bother her with reason. You just sit down, } sir, and listen to onr music, or get your violin and accompany us. Come, Lula.’ The m; ruing hours flew away on wings ol melody and happiness. Just as Mrs. Berry was about to call the trio to a delicious little lunch, up dr ive Lula’s carriage with her mamma sil ting in it in her etiflVst and most determined attitude. She had heard of Jack 3 arrival and had come to resene her Gretchen from the fas cinations of this Faust. ITuiucky Jack! He was seen in his wovst ■ight; leaning against the open window with that wicked fiddle in hip hands aud that wicked moustache showing strongly iu profile. 'T Lulafc !’ screamed the dragon, craning her long neck from the carriage window. Jack's bow gave a discordant scrape across his fiddle and Lula’s 1 auds fluttered and dropped away from the piano liks she t white doves. .She jumped up and made a dive for her bonnet. Jack : I should like to see you row in the open ; s«a. Do von know I am going to Sei with you if my mother will only let me. I want you to ! beg her. I wish she d sell the lat.d -*ud buy a ya- lit. Wt-could live on her. D-n't you re member the boat you whittled out t-,. me with your knife’ I've got it yet, and the pup you gave me-there ho is, the white-nosed oue; the | higge t dog among the lot, and the best—-Here i Jack! He's your name sale you kDow. Bar, wont you ;ry the pood au i the cherri-s?' •I should I ke to Dm, but I’m a little tired’ — 'You look kinder under the weather—not j sick.’ 'No, only the wind's out of my s: ils some how. I su--p-ct. I am a little bilious : folks are in the Spring y ou know. But I'll ride with | you. I'll go and saddle Nell right away.’ They had rild&n some little time iu silenc«, Dan seemed to be i fleeting—a rather unusual thing with him. Suddenly he said : ‘Look here now; I don t gue s it's the I i’o that’s the matter with you. I think I know [ what it )«.’ | ‘What ?’Jack asked 'I’d like to Lear your opinion of my case.’ I ‘Weil—it’s the widow’- Jack started and J frowned. ‘It’s pretty Miss Lula. Oh ! we all | know you loved her before yon went away, and Isheltvedyou, but Aladam stepped between \ and gave Miss Lula to the old Squire, and now i she wants to give her to the Parson as a sacrifice : for her own sins I snppose. But yonr coming will brock that up.’ •No it won’t Dan. The Parson is coming to morrow to get h s answer, and with Airs. Fane to back him, it will be sure to be in his favor.’ '( oiling io-merrow is he ? Well, I'll see him ; he has to pass our place to get to the Fane’s. He lives at Dolson four miles the other side of our farm. I’ll see him come trudging along th'3 time to-u orrow, he's too stingy to ride,totin’ his best shoes and his clean collar iu a bundle or an old carpet s: ck in his hand, to put on just before he gets to the widow's. That's his style. He’s stingy to bill, but ha's a real pleasant sort of man and he loves fishing as well as he does eating, and that’s a s'ght. lie often stops to take my rod and try a fly or a minnow in the pond as he is passing. I bet I could get him to fishing in such dead earnest to-morrow, he’d stay over the madam‘3 dinner hour and make her mad as a wet hen. She's f.wiu! punctual and particular, and if her company dont come to time^they say she blows them up. I believe 111 ry it to-morrow with the Parson. ‘ Yon wouldn't succeed, Dan. He'll be too impatient. ‘ ‘We ought to work some scheme to keep him away from there till you could see Miss Lula atul have a chance. Couldn't we kids ap him and shut Lira up in my fancy hen Louse here?' ‘I'm afraid that would be taking an unfair advantage,' laughed Jack. All's f air in love you know, but that might‘nt be a good plan. He might sack my eggs He ot your own. heart and co s get under the i yor. g va in to T have al way be '. eriible if 1 •I’ll go with you and help you in the carriage if I’m impaled for it,’ said -Jack recklessly'. I ve lost my char ca at a capital plan, I was just maturing, that of shaving off my moustache, mounting a black cravat and calling on yonr mamma an a mi s ion ary from Borrobolah Gh with a couple of deceased partners. But ‘hat plan falls to the ground since she has sei-n m* as the same reprobate sho knew; and I have no chance now against the pardon.’ ‘Oh Jack !’ Lula said half laughing and hall crying, tor the stern looks of her mamma were upon her, as she came down the walk with Jack at her side, looking tail and handsome, as the dragon took note of out of the corner of her eye, though she only vouchsafed him a freezing nod in return for his respectfully cordial salu tation and the bow he performed in L’s finest manner. Jack had been a favorite in Hoodville and when he strolled up town that afternoon, he was soon surrounded by his old friends, glad to find him as jolly and cordial as ever. They kept him talking of old times and tc-lliDg his adventures on shipboard until he tore himseli away from them at dark and went to taste his mother s nice tea-cak s, custards and coffee OP.ce more at the old mahogany table. The next morning, he was moody and anxious. It v as F i lay end the following day was the momen tous S*. urdny that would see'Parson Podgett at the little y idow s side, pleading for the answer to Lis suit, ‘looking sentimental and tender and appointment had rendered him proof against I and you are in disgrace there, you know. Mrs ladi s' charuiP. Fane will be on the look out alter you, the min- He had letters now and then from Hoodville, ' ute she learns you are here. One good thing; rqy bnt seldom heard anything of Luie. His sister I y_ wrote tl at she was married - married to Air. \-/P Silas Tripley an .elderly, double -canned p-r- socage, who, having made some tho: sands at merchand’zing in tow n, had bought him a pret ty country place and began looking round for a wife. •It is all the grenadier's doings,' wrote his sis- Lula will see you before her mother finds you are back. She is coming here tomorrow morn ing to j raciica a duett with me for a charity concert. So be on hand.* Jack was on hand. AVhen he little widow, with her pretty snowdrop fac®, in a tiny crape bonnet, came Lipping into the parlc r next day, Faying ‘Good morning, Sue, ml too early ?• so kind to me.' •Kind ! is it any kindness o keep you abut up from freedom and hapifiess in he iron cage of her wib ? If you wild only pluck up spirit to beat against the baieven. You're old enough now not to be tied ther apron string,' r Old! I’m oniy twenty-tree, I thank you, j heaid the rapid trot of a horse, and looking out, sir.’ j saw one of his most zealous adherents, Dan •I said nothing against yo* age. How seusi- j Darkle, fling himself -If his brown Shetland tive you women are on thatcore ! You re in | P ori y ar d come towards tne house. A handsome, -• "S insinuating as only a widower and a preacher ;■ r iu his sidear d the wind ail in his favor,wuile lam forced o sit hero in a dead cairn and see the Puritauro pirate run t if with the prize that’s rightly mine.’ Ha dared not even write to Lula for the Drag on had f.rgna-eye-s and would be sure to find it out. While he puzzled over the situation, he the sweet ripeness of woman»od, but what dot s that matter, if you are to beie fourth partner of the Rev. Podgett, who Jnes through his nose and is old enough for *nr mother?’ ‘Are you two quarreling rfeks Sue, re-enter ing the* parlor. ‘That won be renewing old times, sure enongh. You *ed always to be scolding Lula, Jack. Howan you have the heart? And there's tears jher eyes this min- ute.’ , •I’m a brnte to bring th there !' tried the impulsive young sailor, c?ping down or. h s knees before the little wid and trying to draw l.er hands away from befeher fae». ‘1 know she’s the sweetest, tende* gentlest little crea ture in the world, and I'*ly one fault to find with her - she will obey hUfc commandment curly-'aired, brown-cheeked youth of fifteen was M; ster Dan with a dancing imp of mischiei in his h.zle eyes. His pranks sometimes scan dalized the good towns people, ti.l some act of kindness or generosity wiped out the old score against him and made ready for new ones. He had been wont to follow Jack about like his small shadow before that hero went away to s a sad it was Jack who had taught him to trap rabbits, shoot wish bow and arrow, and swim across lus mother’s fancy fish pond. The old love came back strong upon Dan when he saw the gallant Lieutenant the day before. Come to lake you out. to the pond’ was his salutation *Bi: c' -hearts ripe and sweet, and its a splendid clay for fishing. Brim iau the water iike pop corn in a hot umping in too well. There, ffiat> says I’m forgiven ; I saddle the filly*and ride ouh We can take s now if you'll jnsA * e fl ^ easou a minute.’ | row on the water. We’ve a nice little cockle •She’ll listen sq thing. Youllbemak- shell. I ixpect you are a crack oarsman now, looks kin to a weasel. But I hi work some scheme to spoil Lis fun to-morrow. See if I don’t. I know how to feel for you Jack. I have been there my seif. ‘ ■You, ?' the Lieutenant said, much amused at the idea. •Yes' Dan answered, shaking his head solemnly. “I loved her and she> might have been The happiest in t lie land But she lam-io;.a foreigner who played a flageolet In tiie middle of a German baud." 'Twasn't a flageolet he played though. He played a Iiickoiy twitch on the boys’ jackets. He was a hook-nosed cliool master teat she gave her young affections to. My heart was i shes ; I had no appetite for a week for any thing unices it v as buckwheat-cakes and pat- tridges ; yes and fried potatoes. I never coul l go back on fried potatoes. Here we are at the pond. That cloud over the sun will make the fish bite better. We'il catch a good string before dinner. ‘Don't you worry about tha Parson. I'll set a hook for him some way. He'll never carry c ff Aliss Lula. It would be too ridiculous The grenadier, now, would be the right match for him. ‘ The cheering assurances of his youthful ad junct failed to keep up Jack's spirits on the fattfui Saturday. He helped Sne in her garden and made a pretty trellis for her vines, but his whistle didn't have the right ring to it, aud ivs sister said to herseif ‘his mind's upon Lula. I'd like to shake her for being such a slave to that mother of hers. ‘ Early in the afternoon a small boy brought Jack a scrawl signed -Dan'and he read to his wrn.ic rment. Dean Friesd Go up to Strawberry Hill iLula-s horn) and go in to win. Yon can ph y a lone hand. The parson's out of the way, and so is the grenadier. Coast clo r. Don't be afraid that all's not fair. There's ’ oboe I is w ingsquare But ain't I had bully fun though ! I'll spin vou the yarn tc-morrow. Your ob'd't sen vant, Dan. P. S. All ?' Lula is looking for you; you had better go at once. And gc Jack did, though with some misgiv ings. They were all dispelled when Lula met him al the door radiant wflih smiles and looking lovely in her lavender half mourning. ‘Dan Dark'e told me you were coming,’ she said, ‘but I was afraid you would not, because of mamma ; she has gone now to see Mr. Podgett.’ ‘Theparson? why I thought he was coming here to-day to see her—or you rather.’ •He wrs, bnt au accident prevented; nothing serious tfongh I believe.’ ‘And yen are awfully disappointed,’ Jack said, taking a seat close to her on the sofa. ‘I look so, I am sure,’ was her blushing re joinder, as he imprisoned her white hand in his brown one. The sun shone, t! e birds twittered in the young elms outside, and th? ro.-es peeped in at the window and nodded approval : s Jack made hay while tho sun shone, and fortified himseif: against the parson with a positive promise fram Lula. Nobody thoug’t t of the Dragon, until near sundown, when a message from the cook. (Continued on the eighth page.) ^ " -a 3*