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MY FATHER’S CLOCK.
Turning a Blottrd Page.
BT AILENROC,
It stood on the mantle in mother's room—an
old fashioned, three storied affair, with gilded
pillars on either side, and an immense spread
eagle npon the top whioh inspired me with a
kind of awe, and seemed to my ohildish imag
ination ready to swoop down npon me. The
upper story contained the dial-plate where the
short, thick hand seemed to b6 trying to over
take the long-legged minute hand, and the
spaces in the corners were filled with fanoiful
gilt figures. How it blazed when the morning
sun broke through the window and lit it up
dazzlingly!
In the middle compartment was a gaily paint
ed landscape with the greenest of grass and the
bluest of skies, and a group of queer looking
holiday-folks eij lying both. The ladies wore
short skirts and impossible bonnets, ana the
waist of the men's coats were between their
shoulders.
Below, was a cluster of tall, white houses with
very red chimneys and very green blinds and
exactly in the middle of the cluster was a small
aperture where could be seen the busy pendu
lum going back and forth—never Stopping to
rest—always going. That clock was a mystery
to me. What caused it to go I could not under
stand, and I had sometimes a facreligious wish
to tear it to pieces and get at the why and where
fore.
Every Sabbath morning, as my father wound
it up, I had a glimpse of a multitude of bright
wheels, two square weights as they siowly went
up stairs obedient to the winding key, and a
carious coiled affair where the hammer struck
the hours.
By and by, I learned to tell the time of day,
and felt much larger in consequenoe. The oook
was notified every few minutes—rousing her
African ire thereby, and every one who came
in was convinced of my smartness before they
left; and, by the way, my dear mother finally
convinced me.
So time sped by. The long summer days
floated away like thistle down, and the winter,
so full of cheery sports, like dreams of bliss; and
I grew from childhood to girlhood. Then came
a change. Dark mutterings filled the air,gloomy
forebodings oppressed everyIheart; and soon
the boom of hostile guns broke on our ears.
From almost every home in our loved sonny
South went forth the tread of determined feet,
and from our midst went my loved brother.
Then, every spot seemed desolate where once
bis cheerful whistle or merry laugh was heard,
no sound broke the stillness but the constant
tick tock, tick took of the faithful time keeper.
Then, while confusion and strife and ohanges
were around us, it was said that the old dock
had oeased to keep good time; its voice grew
hoarse and strange, its wheels ctassd to move
harmoniously, and the pendulum hung idle for
hours before the little window. Then again it
would begin striking and str ke on and on till
it seemed like some strange, uncanny thing.
One day, a visitor remarked:
‘It is bad luck for a clock to strike so when it
is not running. Something bad is sure to hap
pen.
Hearing her, I must confess, sent a supersti
tious thrill through my heart, and when in the
long, dark, nights that tollowed, its matallic
voice would ring out, all the tales of ghost and
ghostly warnings,of witches and evil spirits that
I had ever heard, would crowd upon my mind
and sleep was banished from my pillow.
Once father said the clock, like himself, was
getting old and oat of order, all unstrung—and
though there was a smile on his lip I saw a tear
in bis eye and it smote me to the heart. Dear
father! iio wonder he was unstrung. His boys
npon the tented field, bis property stolen, bis
mind distressed and confused, and his patri
otism making him a target for the darts of his
enemies.
•Something bad’ did happen surely. Trou
bles came thick and fast. Death took from our
arms my beautiful, datk-eyed sister. Her hus
band was at Cumberland Gap and her two sweet
babes seemed to cling to her as she crossed the
cold river.
Remembering the speech concerning the
clock I thought it had indeed foretold trouble
for us.
Ali who have seen the shadow of the death
angel pass over their homes can understand
the sorrow which I cannot describe. The buri
al where no husband looked on the face of the
dead, and the wailing of two desolate children
filled the air and tonohed every heart. Then
the home-coming, the invisible something that
seemed to be there—the brooding sadness every
where—the echoing foo'.steps through the hush
ed stillm-ss, while grim and silent stood the old
clock, and the eagle seemed to shed blight and
mildew from his wings.
Then again, my sister’s child, little Lalia,
died—Lelia, whose pattering feet were never
still from morning till night nntil death turned
them into beautiful sculptured marble.
That night the pale moon sailed through the
heavens and a screech owl from his perch close
by poured his strange, shuddering cry npon
the air as I sat watching beside little Lelia’s
dust. Suddenly, that strange clock pealed out
and beat upon the sounding wire a hundred
times. No wonder that I g:ew to fear it, and a
shuddering horror fell upon me when I heard
its brazen voice. Yet, father would not part
with it, and the clock menders were far away;
so it stood and rang its capricious alarms.
Once again the death-angel pussed over our
home when my brother-in-’aw came home to
die. By and by the struggle was ended. My
eldest brother returned to his home by the sea.
wounded, broken—maimed, and my younger
brother returned to ns alive but a wreck in
health. And all around ns wes weeping and
mourning for those who came no more. The
long lines of victorious soldiery returned to
their homes, for the braised and bleeding South
had surrendered and prayed for peace with her
forehead in the dust. Then vultures and vam
pires came down npon her and sneked her veinB
and fed upon her vita’s, but her people strug
gled through it all; rebuilt their ruined homes,
fenced in their desolate fields and went to work
with a will.
When the war was over, we missed many
things from our home—many a cherished me
mento of more prosperous days had vanished—
ytt the dock stood there like a grim sentinel
atilt My father deoided that it should be ‘re
constructed,’ and after a short stay in a clock-
maker’s shop, it came forth new and yet the
same. The spiked wheels moved harmonious
ly, the busy pendnlnm swung as of yore and it
struck the hours with regularity.
The minutes it counted lengthened into years;
other loves claimed ns, and the two white-hair
ed old people were left alone in the old home.
How pleasant it was, though, to go baok to fath
er’s on a visit How natural and home-like
every thing looked, bow cool and quiet every
thing seemed. Mother’s table wes so inviting,
her way of cooking was so nioe and every thing
ate so good. We wondered why even oar bread
did not teste like mother’s bread, and why our
house couldn’t be kept tidy like hers. And the
dear old dock! it always seemed like an old
friend, for we tried to pnt away bitter memories
and time had assuaged our griefs. But every
thing mortal mnst come to an end, and the time
came when we went no more to the old home,
for father and mother were there no longer.
Those dear old parents who loved ns so fondly
and bore with oar faults so patiently, had cross
ed the dark valley and met with the loved ones
gone before.
Our old home exists still, bat strangers tread
the breezy room so endeared to us by the mem
ory of the loved ones, and the old clock that
seemed like a sacred thing to my childish heart,
tolls the hour for another household, and per
haps it is as great a marvel to little children
now as it was when I was young. I shall never
forget it, but when fond recoil, otion revisits
those soenes, I seem to see that ponderous time
keeper still standing on the mantle in ‘mother’s
room.'
LETTIE.
An Old Man’s True Story.
By.HRS. E. FORT DAVIS.
When I first came to live where I now do my
neighbors were very cartons about me, and as I
oh. S3 to live seclude' 9 , quietly choosing my
own pleasures, gossip was rife about me ; Wo-
mex must have thought me a famous kid-nap-
per, as they caught up their infants and fled
from me in mv lonely walks. By degrees such
things wore iff. as I was always civil, and many
came to exchange kindly greetings us I passed.
I live in quite an old house, once famous u
the resort of the gentry of days gone by. There
is a faint tonch of these old gala times still left,
in each old faded room, onoe gay with fashion
able decorations, which, my house-keeper, who
is famous for her Spring oleenings, has nearly
obliterated ; yet, the noises of old times seem
to linger here yet, and these ghosts of sonndB
haunt my footsteps as I paoe np and down of
late. It is, pleasant to imagine them, the rust
ling of st me silk brocade or the light i tep of a
lovely girl. Retirement has become a habit
with me, and the old house with it's dark
rooms, it‘a mossed,discolored walls, unexpected
nooks, worn doo:s, narrow halls, and winding
stair, become d> ar as an old friend.
For a long time I lived here all, alone, yet
was never lonely. I loved the glow aud sharp
crackle of my evening fire, the ohirping cricket
on my hearth, yea, all the world. I loved this
peaceful time of night, for thought*, favored by
the ghostly gloorr, could steal nm taeir graves
and move once more through scenes of former
happiness.
Bat the years orept on and new c. res descend
ed npon me. A wee boy and girl came to share
my bounty and car'*. At fi s’, their piping
voices sounded shrill as they echoed down the
long-silent rooms; by degrees, as I grew »ecn .-
tomed to them, they can e to love me ; then
merry voioos banished the ghostly sounds and
were diarer than aught else to me. Joining in
their frotios my own youth was renewed. Oh 1
how blessed and peaoetul were the years we
spent together, they climbing the bill of life
and I walking down the shaded valley, growing
older, loving more strongly as the shadows
lengthened with me.
We had been living in peuoefnl repose, hav
ing no other friends, save ou selves for aDout a
period of ten years, when late wove a black
thread into oar lives.
Lettie, our d.r ing girl, met and loved a
stranger who, from the first I could not like. I
felt instinctively that he was not a good man
though to me he was always kin'*, and bis
handsome face and winning m oai s made
him a favorite with others. 1 finally set down
my dislike to my j.alous care for L ttie. B ,t
the feeling grew unaccountably, s I watched
the lovely girl, so happy, so wholly absorbed
in her innocent love. Arthur, her brother, was
a meditative, undemonstrative boy, who loved
deeply aud was ever watchful of our comfort,
stfong/S'
ong Snd noble in his opening manhood. I
had no fear for his fature, bat Lottie, so pretty,
innocent and trusing, a forest ado wing of what
was to come hauated rie, nntil w»ary of it, I
took to a ml*s- y wa daring tin u^a tho now
b ; ghly . u tivatad finds, tbit under Arthur's
management yie ded ns pl*-n r y, then into a
densely wooded tract, that sucr..uuded a largo-
dark lake. Somethin,' attrnct-d rue to this lake.
I would often s.t silently ti zing into it’s raters.
One day, 1 had been sittiLg near eke lake,
watchi- g a fro'ioksome tqairr.,1, when I sud
denly beard a female voice brokenly speaking as
though supplicating and weeping softly. I was
partially screened from the lake, snd cautiously
pee. ing through the slight opening my rustic
arbor < fforded, what was my alarm and conster
nation, to see Randall Reaves, Lottie's lover,
who I thought w. s spending the morning with
her, and a young slight figured female walking
in this deso’ate place. Since it was he,I silenced
the whisperings of conscience and stopped to
hear the matter through. As they walked from
me a slight breeze brought their words to my
ear, ‘Oh ! Charles' why do you always upbraid
me so of late. Once you loved me so, and now
it breaks my heart to have you always angry.
Charles think of all 1 have sacrificed for you—
mot' er, home, frinls and honor.’ He turned
on her with a harsh gesture, I could not hear
his muttered words, but the poor creature fell
upon her knees clasping him and weeping,
violently. With a movement of contempt I saw
him pash her from him and walk rapidly away.
The girl, whose pale, young faoe I now saw-
bowed her head to the ground aud sobbed bit
terly. By degrees she grew calmer, sitting
motionless, looking into the smooth waters of
the lake. I rose and was approaching her ; when
suddenly she sprang to her feet and lifting her
head as if for one wild prayer,she ran to the lake
and plunged into theblack waters Terrified,help
less, I ran, Bhouting for help, Arthur fortunate
ly heard me and together we bore the inanimate
girl to a tenam’s-honse. A kind ph-sician was
summoned,to whom after consciousness returned
to the unfortunate gi-1, I confided what I had
witnessed, asking him to assist me. Tue help
less girl, begged to be restored to the friends
her false lover had torn her from, and then left
to her fate.
There was bat one thing for me to do, and
calmly I set about it, knowing full well that
happiness was over for Lettie; 1 confronted
Randall Reaves with bis ciime and forbade him
my h .use, and took Lettie to see the wrongel
girl who lay sick and dying.
It was a great shock to my darling, none the
less to me who watched her grow paler, and
paler as day by day Bhe nobly nursed the girl
her lover had wronged, and when we bnried her
and there was nothing else to keep Lettie from
giving np, I could see how rapidly her hold on
life gave way. She had always been fragile,
and this tearing of her heart from it’s nnwortby
idol was more than she could bear. She never
complained bat grew weaker and paler—more
like some beautiful spirit. At last, she passed
away.
Arthur is married and his wife is a lovely
woman and very dear to me, also the childreu
who love to gather about me ; but I feel that
my life is over. At this quiet hour of the
evening, when in memory 1 haunt the soenes of
my boyhood, and later lift ; I mourn with an
old man's sad lament, the early death of the
sweet flower I nursed in my arms—my Lettie.
Not a bretze whispers about the old place but it
tells me of her, while oitan in fancy I feel, the
soft touoh of her hand and her soft kisses on
my faoe. I trust I shall see her unchanged in
heaven. ■ I cannot imagine an angel’s Lee more
pure and beautiful than that of my lost Lettie.
Madison, Ga.
Mile. Azurine; the trapezist., who was reported
dead from a fall recently in Detroit, is announced
as rapidly convalescing in that city, and likely
soon to resume her profession.
“Billy Can ye Fergive a Feller?”
A few weeks ago a gamin, who seemed to have
no friends in the world, was run over by a wag
on and fatally irjured. After he had been in
the hospital for a week, a boy about bis own
size, and looking as friendless and forlorn,
called to ask about him and leave him an or
ange. Heseemtd embarrassed, and would an
swer no qnestions. After that he came daily,
always banging something, if no more than an
apple. Last week, when the nurse told him
that Billy had no chance to get well, the strange
boy waited around longer than nsual, and final
ly : sked if be oould go in. He had been invi
ted to go in maDy times before, bnt bad always
refnsed. Billy, pale and weak and emaoiated,
opened his eyes in wonder at the sight of the
boy, and before he realized who it was the
straeger bent close to his face and sobbed.
•Billy, can ye forgive a feller? We was alius
fighting, and I was alius too much for ye; but
I’m sorry! ’Fore ye die won’t you tell me ye
haven't any grudge agin me?’
The young lad, then almost in the shadow of
death, reached np bis thin white arms, clasped
them around the other’s neck, and replied,
•Don’t cry, Bob. Don’t feel bad. I was ugly
and mean, and I was hearing a stone at ye when
he wagon hit me. If you’ll forgive me, I’ll for
give you, and I’ll pray for both of us.’
Bob was half an hour late the morning Billy
died. Wren the nurse took him to the shroud
ed corpse, he k'siei the pale.f oheek tenderly,
and gasped. ‘D-did he say anything abont—
about in ?
•He spoke of you before he died-—asked if you
were b<ra,’ replied the nurse.
•And may I go-go to the funeral?’
•Yen may.’
And he did. He was <he only mourner. His
heart was the one that ached. No tears were
shed by others, and they left him sitting by the
new-mad* grave, with heart bo big that he oould
not speak.
Money in Cucumbers.
A farmer in Florida made last year $3,500
from cucumbers and is' likely to make a arger
snm this apring: in fact he ia not? shipping
that vegetable. His plants are grown in simple
hot beds made as follows: He gets planks sawed
eighteen incl.es wide, for the frame, which is
then laid from three to four feet wide, and held
together with cleans nailed across. Same cheap
calico, which oan be had at five cents per yard,
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on the approach of cold weather it oan be quick
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as they carry the pollen on their legs.
TO CORRESPONDENTS.
All communications relating to this department of the
paper should be addressed to A. F. Wurm, Atlanta,Ga.
Chess headquarters, Young Men’s Library Associa
tion, Marietta street.
Original games aud problems are cordially solicited for
this column. We hope our Southern friends will re
spond.
“BROWN’S CHESS PROBLEM,” No. 82.
BLACK.
am in wm
WHITE.
mate in two moves.
CHESS IN XOBFOLK Ta.
SWANH,
SMITH.
I P-K 4
1 P—K4
2 K Kt—B3
2 Q Kt-B 3
3 B—Q, Kt 0
3 P—0 R 3
4 B-ti R 4
4 K Kt-B 3
5 P Q,4
5 KtxK P
6 PXF
6 Kt—0 B 4
7 BXKt
7 Kt PxB
8 Castles
8 B—K3
9 Kt—0 4
9 Castles
10 O-Kt 4
10 P-0 3
II o—K Kt 3
11 B—Kt 2
12 0 B-K R <
12 P—K Kt 2
13 BXR
13 KxB
14 Kt—B3
14 B—R5
15 Q-R 3'
15 PXP
16 Kt—K B3
16 P— K Kt 4
17 KtXKP
17 Q K B 3
18 Kt-B 3
18 B—B sq
19 P-K 4
19 P-K R4
20 KtXB
20 BXP
21 O-K 3
21 PxKt
22 WXKt +
22 K - Kt 2
23 Kt-K 4
23 Q—B 6
24 K—B sq
21 O-Kt 5+
25 y—R 6+
25 Resigns.
CHESS IX RHODDT.
(Scotch Gambit,)
WHITE,
Jn>. A. Belcher.
1 P—K 4
2 Kt-K B 3
3 P-Q, 4
4 KtXP
5 Kt.~0 Kt 5
6 Q, B-K B 4
7 K B—Q, B 4
8 O B—R 3
9 F-Q, B 3
10 Kt—Q4
11 KtXo Kt
12 O—K R5
13 yXK B
14 Castles
15 yXB 1st e
16 P—ICKt3
17 Q-O, B 6
i—K B 4
18 B-
19 OXO R
20 BXP
21 O-Q 5
22 That settles it!
BLACK,
Hazard A. Reynolds
1 P- K4
2 Kt—O B 3
3 PXP
4 B—O B 4
5 B—O Kt 3
6 P-03
7 Q—R B 3
8 B—O R4 +
9 P—y R 3
10 Kt—K R 3
11 PXKt
12 Castles
13 Kt^K Kt 5
14 P— OB4
15 Q—K 4
16 P-K R4
17 P—K R5
1R O—K R 4
19 PXP
20 K—R so
21 Q B—K 3 ?
22 Upsets ye board!
CIIESS LYTELLIOEXCE.
The score in the match between Max Judd and
eight St. Louis amateurs is: Judd, amateurs,
6U.
Gosseps' revised addition of his new work on chess
is ont. Stenty says, “As far as lean judge from a
brief examination, I should consider ita good one.—
St I.ouis Globe. f
Professor Audessen, the celebrated chess player
died on the X4th of March at Breslau Silesia.
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Sir. Just hold down your head and I’ll take
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From that date rates as quoted in tariff book of Septem
ber, ICtb, 1878 Will prevail.
B. R. DORSET, Gen. Freight Agt.
$66
; a week ia your own town. Terms and $5 .ont: t fr.,o
Address H. HALLKTT k CO., Portland, Maine.
COLLEGE TEMPLE
Dr. John B. Brooks,
HOMCEPHATHIC PHYSICIAN,
HOT SPRINGS,
NEWNAN, GEORGIA.
or a qu trter of a century devoted to the Eleva
tion of Woman, now offers a more extensife coarse
of study, including Printing and Telegraphy, on
less cost to the patron than any other Instituti at
of similar grade in the South. For iuformation,
address, M. P. KELLOGG. A. M- President.
ARKANSAS
OiOA per day at home. Samples woi
lilt O’ *Ujs free. Address Stinson A Co.,
fjaufl, Maine.