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THE SUNNY SOUTH.
T* lij Father, Rev.
II illy er.
J«Iib T.
BY SAI.1.IE E. BALLARD MAYNARD.
Times baud grows heavy on . bee, dear old
friend;
And on thy brow are deeper lines of care ;
And all thy looks o' brown, to silver tend.
For sorrow’s many winters gather there.
The bright bluefadeth from thy dear old eyes
And youth’s keen glance shall sparkle there
no more,
Yet wealth of tender feeling in them ies
And all the thought that lit theli depths of
yore.
A certain quaver in tliy voice I hear.
Which comes to ine with deepest pathos
brought;
Its tones, though now no longer firm and cle ir
Are lad’ii still with richest freigblef thought
Yet, still I miss the vigor and the strength,
That once possessed thy voice and form and
tread ;
For as theyears drag out their tortuous length
I feel that they fall weightier on thy head.
My heart yearns over thee,my first best friend
With a tenderness akin to mother love :
Longing to shield thee,strengthen,and defend,
And unto thee my pure devotion prove.
The toils of life grow burdensome, they say ;
I mark tliyeare-worn look and weary sighs.
I see thy step grower slower day by day.
And patient longi.'g gather in thine eyes.
* Three score and ten,” And yet my faithless
heart
Would lay upon thee still another score.
Whilst thou, with saintiy longing to depart,
Wistfully turneth to the heavenly shore.
We.l may'st thou question love, which thus
would keep,
Thy way worn spiritfroni its home so blest.
And though so loving, chide the eyes that
weep
To see Ihee daily nearing that sweet rest.
Sometimes, when poisoned shafts thy heart
assail,
And slanderous tongues would worn d thee
lo the core.
Wheuo'erthy soul the clouds of gloom prevail
And lift seems bitterness, and—nothing
more.
I think—ah! me I can ..ot say it yet?
“Father in heaven take thy worn pilgrim
hence”
I think—If I could bul myself forget.,
Thy joy would be to me full recompense.
My dear old father! H were vain to tell
llow oft my feeble but fond prayers ascend.
Our Master kuoweth thou hast “labored well. ’
He will receive thee when thy day shall
end.
Wheat, thou hast sown, (’tho mingled w ith
the tares)
Angels shall gather for thee in that day.
And death shall steal upon thee unawares.
So let us both be patient, watch and pray
“Three score and ten”—their snows, ui«on thy
brow;
Their burdens weigh upon tliee heavily;
Tin ir honors, crown thee with a living g ow
That shalt not fade through all eternity.
Perchance the world may never know thy
worth;
And praise of men may i ever grace thy
name: , ,
And nil thou wert, and art, shall pass from
earth,
A nil's leave no echo In the halls of fame.
Enough that I rebel, when Fortune frowns,
And seems so niggardly in gifts to thee,
Alas! how often thus the wor d disowns.
The brightest stars in Wisdom’- galaxy,
-Til they are lo-t in that eclipse divine,
That only hides from earth their rays sirene
For still upon the heavenlier side they shine.
While the dark world oblivion,rose between
Duviiia, Ftsb 8,
NAEMA.
' finement which he had gained in his inter-
course with Romans and Greeks, not only in
the camp, but in the capital of the world it
self, where he had served sometime in the
imperial guard.
" ‘You
How
A Beautiful Eastern Story,
Translated front the Su-ede by one of oxer
most learned Contributors.
BY «. A K.
CHAPTER III.
THE YOUNll MERCHANT.
Hasub decided to send his dnitgther to the
vineyard w ith a couple of female slaves. The
visit of the strangers was by no means agree
able to him. Though he was obliged to en
tertain them for his son’s sake, he would
prevent them from seeing Naenm. Just as
the young girl was atiout to cross the yard
how ever, and ere she had had time to draw
hei veil before going into the street, a dooi
open-.d ami the young Roman stepped out.
He remained still a moment struck by her
beauty, whilst she, deeply blushing, pulled
down her veil and hurried away. But the
nimble Italian hastened after her.
"Ah ” he exclaimed, ‘ beautiful daughter
of the land, why do you llee J Do not fear.
You are under my protection.
The girl trembled and looked around anx
iously Is fora defender. Talmona, with her
black eyes sparkling, stepped resolutely ui
front of her, and turned to the Roman.
"A wav you black demon,” lie exclaimed
“you Ethiopian lump of coal ! Letme speak
to the young woman. Who are you, my
beauty ! Aie you a daughter of the house .
Do vo~u lielong to the old merchant .
Naema did not understand him because
he sixike Latin instead of Greek, t*>e only
language she knew except her mother -oogm'-
She shook her head uneasily. Then the oil
Hasub approach^ fartertlian one ^
arsp^ekirom his eyes^ though he sub
dued his anger and hid it under the appear
ance of external humility- us
“Uv ],,rd ” he said with a bow, that caus
ed the Roman to stop. “Welcome! ip Horn
your couch ? I salute you. May you meet
with a hi-ppy day
"(rood morning, Flavius!” ho said,
are out in the morning air before me.
have you slept 1”
“A fair question,” answered the Roman,
‘‘from you who sl 'ep like a log. If 1 was to
tell you what you have lost through your
long sleep, I don’t suppose you would know
how to appreciate it.”
“Tel! me anyhow,” rejoined Herigarius
smiling, “as I daresay you are anxious to
tell it to someliody. But I think 1 know
what has given you such great pleasure. I
mil sure you have already found some young
slave girl or perhaps some other beauty of
this country. Let me hear what recitation
you have to make from Ovid or any other
of your jioets concerning her charms.”
“To make a description of woman’s lieauty
to your dull mind,” Flavius remarked, “would
lie aliout as ungrateful a task as to pour wa
ter into the sieve of . the Danaides W hat
do you know about the tender and refined
feelings, w hich we Romans and Greeks are
created to enjoy ! If your heart ever has
beaten faster than usual, it must have been
for some coarse-liinbed amazon dressed in
the skin of w ild animals, such a one as can
live ami thrive among thecattle around your
Scythian tent, or in ilie cluin-y wagon that
serves you as domicile away yonder on the
plains of your native country.”
A light blush col-.ired the cheeks of the Goth.
His blue eyes sparkled, but he remained si
lent for a few minutes. At last he said :
“You judge as a blind man judges aliout
colors. You have never seen any other sky
than the southern and have only known wo
man as she flutters about in your country in
all her levity and inconstancy. The feelings
which lieauty and love awaken in you are as
empty as they arc fleeting. What do you,
a child of vacillation, know of tender and
deep feelings? I don’t believe you have ever
seen a blue-eyed woman ! And the feeling
that despises death when you are railed upon
to prove your ’ove by it, is : omething entire
ly foreign to you. Ido not even know the
' n me in your Inuguage for that constancy,
in consequence of which a woman never w ill
belong to any man exeept the one she loves,
or for that which we eall fidelity. And tie-
sides. you need not think that nature is less
beautiful in my country, which you call
Thule, than it is in yours, tiemgh the people
there have changed its appearance less than
they have done here.
“It is easy to tell,” rejoined the Roman,
“that you h-ve been listening to that great
philosopher, who lias his acadmy in the Fo
rum. You talk like I Mato himself. But yet
it remains a faet, that you never have seen a
lieauty like the one I saw this morning, and
probably never will, as she retired almost as
soon as I laid my eyes on In r.
“And you, my dear Flavius.’ retort'd the
froth, “have again, for the seventh or eight
tune, found a beauty the like of wuich uevei
was before seen to speak according to the ex
perience I have had of your impressions dur
ing this last year. But tell me all the same,
is she a bonds-woman ?”
“She is a daughter of the house,” answered
t||,. Roman, “and she had her veil thrown
aside when l saw b. r. Try Herigarius, if
you cannot find some pretext for putting off
our journey, only for two or three days. 1
should like very much to become a little Get
ter acquainted with this oriental lieauty.”
“You had better task your own ingenuity
with finding an excuse," said the Goth. “I
for my part can not see any reason why we
should deter our journey, for to be candid, I
must tell you that I consider a delay neither
agreeable nor safe. Remember, that we are
hated as conquerors and oppressors in this
country. Besides, we are here guests in a
house, where the simplest jus gentium for
bids us to reward hospitality and kindness
with any machinations which would in
fringe upon the customs of our host and dis
turb the peace of his family. ’
rendv to condemn on the
spur of the moment with your Goth c munt-
uess!” exclaimed the Roman. ‘ If I take
pleasure in seeing and making the acquain
tance ot a young woman, 1 cannot see how
either she or her family can suffer by it. I
shall remain here till 1 see her again. And
you, Herigarius, might at least tefl ine if you
notice that she intends going out through
this gate.”
“I had best muke that announcement tm
mediately then, said Herigarius smiling, “for
I see some women yonder going toward the
heathen. I will then tell you atiout the state
of affairs in our country.
“Father,” Kalathiel interrupted him, who
is the high priest! Has the temple treasure
increased much!” .... .
The old Hasub stroked his lieard
“The God of our lathers, he said, ‘ has not
forsaken his people. We have received a
considerable amount from Alexandria. lur
bn theren in Greece have also lieen diligent.
The tn asure is increasing- Annas has now
renounced the office of High priest in favor
of Caiaphns, who follows his example and
sustains the burden still better with his
younger age and stronger power. How did
you find our brothel’s in Greece?
“My father.” answered Salathiel, I de
cided t<. go into the very camp of our ene
mies I hare seen the seven-beaded monster.
I have been in Rome. They are a savage
people, these Romans, thoughtless and ue
draved, so that you can do any thing you
please with them, if you only do not irritate
them, and make them take up the swoto.
but they love blood. They have ex tor tot
great treasures from all parts of the world,
but they let them go just as easily". My
journey to them happened in a blessed hour.
In By r zantium I bougiit twelve young female
slaves from Armenia and sold them in to i 11 ’’
to the enqieior’s favorite, Sejanus. That
heathen has already sacrificed them all to Ins
unbr died cruelty; but he paid well for them.
The emperor’s sister, whohad seen the teniale
slaves, guve me her orders for a few boys of
the same race. I discovered a blue-eyed bov
at the house of an old woman in Astin. 1
bought, him, dressed him up in costly gai -
nients and sold him to her. She had scarcely
seen him before she murdered him. One of
the senators gave me his wife to be carried
away, after he had cut out her tongue. He
paid me ten thousand drachms, and 1 carried
her to Pestum. But there she had a rich
brother to whom she wrote a letter and of
whom she reevi veil "twelve ttiousmul drachms.
I set her at liberty for that sum, whereupon
she went to Rome to take revenge on her
husband. In It ly the slave trade is the
principal one. Our liretheren procure gladi
ators from Gaul and Germany for the games,
but nothing pays so well in the high families
as young and handsome boys and girls. I
brought a couple of singing girls and a young
female who knew now to play on the lyre,
from Pestum U» Carthage,which the fcanper« 1
is having rebuilt. If the governor, habius
Liccnus, hud not bought them, I should have
lost a considerable amount ol money on
them: but the lord has given the strangers
into nur hand. I shall now try to bring the
young daughters of Araby and Egypt to the
great city. There are yet many who po.-sess
great wealth there, and un* il the I arthiaii*-
and Persians are subdued, they will keep on
accumulating.”
“You are right,” said the old Hasnli. " G
long as their sword is drawn they will Ine
vest gold, and as long as they harvest we w i i
gather it in. How much do you intend to
deposit in the temple?”
"Three hundred thousand drachms, sam
the young trader in human flesh,” and yet i
keep enough for the continuation ot tie
trade.”
The old man clapped his hands together in
astonishment.
“My son. you are an ornament to your
country—you area corner-stone in Israe !
I tell you that the day will come w hen tic-
keys to the temple tre sury will l>e in y ou
hands.”
A proud aiid self-satisfied smile played o »
the young Jew’s countenance, and toying
with the tablets of his costly belt he louke i
down on the ground before him.
"if that day were come,” he said, “th •
seven-headed monster would break its hea l
against the walls ot Zion.”
“Animated liy the Hopes of his son, the ol
man resumed:
The sceptre seems to have been taken froi i
Judah, for the heathen are more powerii .
with the sword than w e. But when we 1ia\ c
gathered in all their money, and they final!
must buv the VirV anus fr in us with whir
APPLES OF SODOM
“Ah, my old host,!” said the R»maiL rajther
gat*?.
‘•Ah it is she !” exclaimed the Roman ex
citedly. “I conjure you, Herigarius, by our
friendship, by Guirinus, bv all the Gods of
Rome, t<- follow her and find out where she
goes. If I were to do it, it would create too
much attention, for tho old man suspects me
already, I’m afraid.”
The "Coth arose. He shook his head with
disapprobation, but hastened into the room
where tiey had spent the night. There he
seized i soldier’s cloak and a 1-ght lance. In
the mealtime the women ha-1 passed through
the gab, and Herigarius follow ed them.
The cil Hasub now made hisappearance in
the yird, busied with sundry domestic
arrang-inents. Flavius remained silent on
his betth
Suddnly a loud noise was heurd at the
gate, ad a slave exclaimed:
“It i our master’s son returning!”
Hasci immediately hastened to the gate.
It ojieeci and a man in traveling dress
rushed it. After him follow ed loaded mules
and caiels w ith their burdens. Tho old man
embraed and kissed his son with an expres
sion of.he Jeo[>est joy and tenderness, but
Salatli l received his father’s greeting with
co- fines and indifference. According to Ori
ental ostoni he ought to have evinced his
reveroce for the paternal authority by bow
ing an genuflection,but he did not take time
to do ay tiling of tliut kind. He looked around
eagerl and show ed the camel drivers and his
other illowers the place where the wares he
had bought w ere to lie unpacked.
“T1 God of our fathers be praised!” ex
claim! the old man. “Have you met with
succe on your journey? Has the Lord
b! ss you, and have you brought many
treus’es from the foreigners?”
“A has gone well, fatlr-r,” answered the
your man, “and I have come in time to
brinmy share to the temple tr -asure.”
“Iis well,” said the father. “I shall have
■mmymuuw-.. - the ntement of your transactions later,
taken aback by the arrival at tbe • But jw rest yourself and tell me what Ro
‘One happy meeting I have hiela ^ Y* onr uia rtfaiigers you have sent us as guests?”
aback by tue am'" , . Butjw rest yourseit and te
happy meeting I have had ^ _ uiartfaiigers you have sent
aiiy rate. If that young “. e Flavius and the Gotl
daughter, I may really consider > ’ , aski tfalathiel, as his eye cau
SS.
j ’ • *i«tu /vYiintrv for women to
5 ‘or to «ld~>
^The” Roman blushed with indignation at
tius, your governor. the , jld ]nall> i„-
“Go my daughter^ a mother to pre-
«s and tUe, ‘ “ y ° Ur '
self to your chamber. nia ke any
Before the Roman‘ h ‘“™d ^ co „ duc _
objections, Hasub t o ,,k “ f . a t . M »Ute-
ted him, with the "‘‘^Xr d.YecU-m.
ness and ?. ef ®X strmiger to take a seat on
He invited the strange shade of a
a liench in ‘ he ^iverwhelnied him with
large fig tree. Heover hfe ?m all,
oriental complimerffs * ])<(w and t!ie „ a
glistening eyes th . e J^ J?^e old man left him
subdued anger. At ' ast ‘ , unartments. Af- ,
and went into the women p jp-rigarius i her son’s pleasure. The widow in those
ter a while the other sirang ^ ^ s|de ()f lse8 ^ nern i{ y sank to the ixisition of a prin-
the Goth, arrived . . ( ^ r t a i n feel- ipal slave, though occasionally, if if she had
SL*. I» li WHS OlJiy ... . a 11.L. ^.lln/K. ultA ntfana
Goth here already?
i caught the stranger
w liwas sitting at some distance under Ihe
fig ee. “It is a rich patrician,” he added
in whisper, “we must not let him slip away
unsim.
Treupon he hustened to the Roman and
lio-fi several times before him, pouring out
u ieam of polite, obsecjuious expressions, to
will the latter listened with a proud smile.
Iluthiel then went to his mother’s room
wist the female slave prepared the refresh-
in lath ami the repast to be taken after it.
Tlold Hasub superintended the unpacking
ofie mules and camels and the cairying of
tlwaies into the store rooms. Flavius got
til looking at this and went to his room.
i the meanwhile the young Salathiel had
listed himself of his traveling dress. The
fiale slaves had poured lialsam over his
f, and fastened the sandals on them. His
trd hail been perfumed with some costly
K-nse. Hi-head was annotated with aro-
itic oil and te put on the light coat “ket-
sl” which only differed slightly in the cut
>m that of the women.
The young merchant showed even less at-
itiou to his mother than he hail done to his
ther. According to the Jewish law the
other had no right of inheritance, and if
e became a widow her w-hole fate depended
money is greater than the power
sword. Behold I once more the ! orn of
Judah shall be exalted and all the heathe.i
shall bring their offerings to the temple of
Jerusalem-”
Salathiel reflected a f--w minutes and soo -
recovered from his patriotic enthusiasm.
“And w hat about our guests, father!” he
asked. “How long do they intend to stn\.
- - • • • ,j»
the Roman,
ing of ail'
n- “ Flavius could tolerate son with nobler feelings, she reta
tipathy that r ia * barbarian ;-ower and influence over him which
an. i-nmoatiy ei ,uc . . i »u..f „r i.i. l>
she retained
some-
the presence and company when theinies even surpassed that of his most beloved
but the time had alreaoj o . ^ hadvife. When Salathiel had been welcomed
foreign auxiliaries 1,, . l “’„ 11K :.ieratioii abovey his mother he ascended to the loft room,
acquired influence a . ,,d . c ® . ,f Italy. HeriAs soon as the old Hasub had finished his
the native and effeminate so fo ught ui’.business in the yard he also went up there.
S arins, who for many y e “™ ..reserved th “Now, my son,” the old man commenced,
er the Roman eagles, mo F f hjs nat akiiig a seat, “tell me where you have been
honesty and straightror^ar aud r)and what luck yon have met with among the
tion in the midst of all tne exHc..—.
“I don't, know,” said the old man, “He i-
probably going to Pontius, the governor,
where I suppose he will take command <-i
some of the enemy’s legions. He has not *
large retinue, yet he can carry a greuAlwl
on the four mules that are loaded with hi*
effects.”
“He does not carry much money wit -
him,” observed Salathiel. “Those patrieiar-
geuerally leave that behind in their in iv -
city, expecting to extort some from th-
countries where they are going; but the Lor 1
has not granted them the gift of wisdom if
they think they can get any out of our coun
try. But the young man lieiongs to a ric
and distinguished family, aud may lie able t->
do us more go-id by- his influence with -ituei.
than with the money we could extract from
his own purse.”
“Yet my son,” said the old Hasub, “w-
should not despise the money, no matter how
little it may lie, which can be gained at once
and without trouble. Money in the pocket
is lietter than empty recommendation, wer
they even from princes or kings.”
“And still it is wiser sometimes,” replied
Salathiel, “to let the strangers keep a little
aud give them a chance to increase it, when
you cau take it all after awhile.”
“I sincerely wish,” resumed Hasub, “that
you could shear this child of Belial right
closely. He dared to follow our Naema and
address her. I stopped him, however, but
with all politeuess. Yet if you can, get him
away as soon as possible, this heathen son of
a dog.”
“Has he seen Naema?” asked Sulathiel
with much interest. “Has he spoken to her!
and what does she say about it?”
“She was petrified with fear,” answered
the old man. “Last night she came near
dying from a violent sickness, but a great
physician has arisen here, and through his
words she has recovered again.”
“Did she not answer anything?” repeated
Salathiel.
“No,” said the old man. “But I am going
te send her to the vineyard. There she can
remain in safety till the strangers are gone.
Now she is gone to find the physician and
thank him.”
“Is she handsome, father!” asked Salathiel.
“I hope you have not engaged her to any
body yet?”
“No, but I shall soon be obliged to do it,”
said the old man. “Many young men have
asked for her, but I have not found anybody
yet to whom I would be willing to give my
child.”
“That is right,” said Salathiel. “The
young men of Capernaum can not buy a
pearl like Naema anyhow. She must be very
beautiful.”
“She is a crown among virgins!” exclaimed
tbe old man, who liked to praise the good
quali' ies of his daughter.
“We will think this matter over," said
Salathiel, “now we mast go to our guests.”
(TO BE CONTINUED.)
A minister not long ago proached from the
text, “Be j T e. therefore, steadfast!” but the
printer made him expound from “Be ye
there for breakfast.”
A middle-sized boy, writing a composition
CHAPTER XIX.
THE SHADOW OK THE FUTURE.
‘‘Live folks are only dead folks warmed over.”
O. W. Holmes.
Her censer sweet the orange throws,
And through the spreading live oak boughs
The starry jassamiues run;
B ne-ith a tall magnolia’s height.
Where glance the moonbeams silver bright,
Two shadows fall athwart the light,
■And mingle into one.
Midsummer night at Rosemont, in IN79.
The drooping I toughs of the live oaks throw
their shadows over the level sward, the
hedges bloom in long lines of rose anil snow,
ami fill the air with their delicate perfume.
The dark shinning leaves of a tall magnolia,
glisten iu the moonlight, and it’s large,
creamy cups are held up to catch the silver
rays, with glimmering fire-flies lying in their
hearts.
Two figures stand beneath it’s shadow. A
boy, tall, graceful, lithe, long limbed, and
firmly knit: a shadow of raven locks mingled
with his mother’s sunny curls, has given his
a rich, deep auburn dye; the classic, chiseled
features of the father, and the delicate, sea-
shell complexion of the mother, are strength
ened and illumined by thegleani of liquid
hazel eyes, a legacy from those that oni-e
looked into Elsie Vane’s under the shadow of
the old oak tree! The girl, blends the broad,
smooth brow, aquiline nose, and firm, sweet
mouth of Archie Melville, with the rich
chestnut curls, clear azure eyes, and wildrose
checks of Alice Sylvester.
A wh:t *, dimpled hand lies ill the curve of
his arm. Ho takes it up. trying w ith gentle
force, to draw the slight figure within the
circle of his other arm; looks down with eyes
misty with tenderness, anil glowing with
passion’s fire, into the sunny face upturned
to his, and asks in pleading tones:
‘‘Please, L-mm, mine! a birthday gift you
know—the me l long for above all others!
1 think you might tie kind to me, when you
know 1 mas! go back to school to-morrow,
arid cannot see you again for long months:
Please, my life, just one”
The litt le dimpled hand slid from the clasp
of the long, slender one, the slight figure un
dulated with -me of those m> sterious move
ments known only to the spirit of mischief
that reigned supreme w ithin it, and the girl
stood before him, free.
“Please, Luring; don't talk nonsense to
night—if y->u can help it; in the words of the
immortal Touts, “if you can’t it's of no con
sequence, but do try!” Clothe yourself “as
wnh a garment,” in the might and majesty
ol your eighteen years, and endeavor to con
duct yourself as "the coming mm” should.
What would Uncle Harry anil Aunt Elsie
say, to two babies just out of long clothes
getting up a love scene?”
The deepening frown melted into a relue
taut smile, as tne boy answered:
“Bother Uncle Harry and Aunt Elsie! i
presume they were young once, and “got up
love scenes, ” as you phrase it, like other
folks. Aud am 1 to simmer down, and cool
out all my hopes, and loves, an.l desires, in
the refrigerator of Aunt Elsie, and Uncle
Harry’s philosophy? Lorna, how long is this
"halting be ween two opinions” to last?
Howling am { to lie made miserable, and
kept in this horrible suspense, waiting for a
truthful auii final answer to the question I
have asked you a thousand times—ilo you
love me
“Didn’t know I had “halted,’’ Loriug!
though! I had given you several answers, all
equally “finale,” and explicit aud all mean
ing the same thing”
The dark eyes flashed, the proud lips curl
ed, and the broad white brow darkened with
a frown, not pleasant to see. She looked up,
and held out both ham Is.
Clio it (is cuom -.lig
and the angry fire in the
another flame more beuu-
tiful, but far more dangerous. He bent to
ward her, took both the little hands and belli
them firmly in the close, tender, compelling,
magnetic clasp of his. She looked up with a
strange mingled expression of timid reluc
tant pleasure, and determined, defiant resist
anee in her sunny eyes.
“There Loriug, you may hold my hands,
but—stop there, pie -se!”
The voice was soft and low, but the look
that flashed from the blue eyes, made the
gently uttereu “please,” a “hitherto shalt
iuou go, hut no farther.” The burning,
vehement, passionate nature bent liefore the
cool, collected, determined will, as it always
d-jes; and the answer came slowly, and with
the fire of smothered passion anil compelled
acquiosehce in the tones.
“Yes, dearest.”
“There, now, that’s comfortable, ami con
ducting yourself like a nice, Christian Ihij,
and not like the imregenerate heathen thut
you generally make of yourself. Now Lor
ing -n muse listen to me. To be sure, I’ve
said all I’m going to say now, over and over
again, until i’ve worn it into rugs, and
you've always said you did listen, anil wear-
ranged everything and put up all the fences
and “s uked and ridered ' them, and locked
tae gates and took up our positions on cither
side of the enclosure, as a well-regulated boy
and girl sh -uld. But somehow you have
such an unlimited capacity for knocking
tilings to pieces, by the next day all the
feucis would be down,' the gates off their
hinges, the self-same emotional elements run
ning at large where they had 110 business to
be, and all my labor lost. Now, my dear,
you must remember what I say, this time.
You have asked mo—a certain question—well
— ever so many times—anil 1 have said I
didn’t—and I ilun’t—that is, not os you mean
it. I have tolii you time and agaiu that I
loved you better than any boy, but you don’t
seem to care for thut.”
A h sty, impatient toss of the head, tbe
lip cur.s and the fu-wn darkens again. But
a soft pressure from the little hands and a
timid glance from the azure eyes, smooths
out the blow and lights the softly gleaming
fire in the dangerous eyes.
“And 1 have told you that so far—the feel-
ing you express forme—I think I understand
it —Lut that feeling has never been awakened
in me yet; if you want it you must wake it
up.”
The hazel eyes gleam with a mingled ex-
pn ss.on of mil th, .mystification, and eager
questioning.
“Will you tell me how!”
“Bless the boy! no, how can I when I’m
not awake myself and don’t know? You
must find thut out if you think it worth
knowing. And then. Luring, you must re
member another thing that 1 seem fated
never to get done repeating to you. Suppose
I did love you just as you wish, what then?
You know how deeply indebted we both are
to our guardians, you know how unworthy,
how ungrateful it would lie if we did not
strive to otiey their slightest wish, and you
know also, that they would not be willing to
allow us to bind each other by promises
when years and years must pass before— be
fore—well before we are grown.”
The blissful possibility implied iu the dis
jointed sentence, the lowered lashes, the
And the inoon looked down lovinglj up n 1 Auntie, J don’t mean to hurt him, but I
the embodiment of youth ami love and j can’t help it; I would run from an archangel
lieauty as they strolled arm in arm between - if he made love to me.”
the blossoming hedge rows, while Loriug’s “But suppose you loved the said Celestial,
clear, bold Imritone and Lorna’s rich con- how then!”
tralto blended into one and floated out upon “Wouldn’t alter the cast: in fact, 1 think,
the summer night in Mendelssohn’s perfect [ the more 1 cared the harder I should run
melody,
“Ob, wert thou in the caulil blast,
On yonder lea;
My pladdie to the angry airt.
I’ll shelter thee, l’ii shelter thee.
Dr. Grey and Elsie sat in the embrasure of i
tl e bay window looking out upon the night.
They sat silently, watching the two figtnes
under the magnolia tree anil n itlier spoke -
until the sound of th- voices grew fainter .
and the figures were lost to sight behind a
curve in the rose walk then the doctor turned |
to Elsie:
“My good little woman, what h is the j
future in store for those children
Ami tin n with the most cunningly r h
expression in her merry ey* s, she anded.
“I e-’iifess, Auntie; 1 shouldn’t like it, if
the aichuigel didn’t, inn after me; but I
i should run all the same—I couldn’t help it”
Thu old Doctor’s laugh rang out w ith a
jovial heartiness, refreshing to hear.
“A e Sylvester X her mark! I'm rig'-t,
Elsie; i d bet my new trot; r against old
Dobbin, and your “one h-<rseshay,’ n tl e
future. Alice has left other elements within
that nature, besides her coquetry.”
He Gait down and kissed her with evident
affection. “Take heart, my patient worker!
work, watch, and wait, as you have always
‘Ah, would to God I could’answer that! | done, and trust to the Bei-eflcient Adjuster
Tin’s is a fearful responsibility. We seem to j of all hearts and lives, that whatever the
hold the destiny of two lives in our hands, j future holds in store for them, it will lie for
and vet, how are we to guide them aright? I the best go-id, and the is-st happiness of lioth
Our circumstances are such that we cannot | our children. Good night, and pleasant
separate them entirely; you see the inevitable ; dreams, my daughter.”
result of their being thrown together; and _As he left the room, Elsie took up a small
yet I can see nothing iu the future but mis- 1 bihle from the window ledge. She opened at
ery—for both if they- should marry —for one j a well worn page, and read:
if they do not.” ) “The spirit of the Lord shall rest upon him,
“That one will console hims If with all ease j the spirit of wisdom and under standing, the
if you will only take Lorna out of the way j spirit of counsel and might, the spirit of
and substitute- another bright, pretty girl.” 1 knowledge, and of the fear of the Lord."
A ghost of other days east its shadow over I "Ihe wolf also shall dwell with the Iamb,
the pale patient face but the voice was calm j and the leopard shall lie down with the kid ;
as she replied: anil the calf and the young lion, and the
“i’ossible, yes, most irohable; but would | fatling together, and a little child shall lead
that lie best for Luring? He is my liny you j them.”
know, aud his happiness anil his best good is | “The cow and the liear shall feed; their
the dearest object on earth to me. Would j young ones shall lie down together, and the
n -t the pretty face and graceful form prob- ! lion shall eat straw like tiie ox.”
ably enshrine a cold hollow heart! L ima’s I “The sucking child shall play on the hole
is such u strong, pure, truthful noble nature, |
it could not lint lie “well” with any man she ;
loved. His spirit must catch the energy, the |
persistence, the earnest truthfulness, the i
patient working for the best and highest !
aims in life, that imbues and permeates hers?
If she did lint love him—but will she, can she?
And if she did or thought she did, I confess 1
can see nothing in their union but ji reversal
of her mother’s life—his vehement, passionate |
tenqierament allied to her calm, intellectual .
and philosophic nature. And when he, too !
late, discovered that ho could not kindle an
answering flame upon an altar that held no
fuel, what would b“ the result? 1 fair the
same life his father led, end 114 iu misery for i
both.”
“You are too despondent. I have studied 1
that little curiosity—she is well worth it. 1
She is a very pecu! ar child, the result of the 1
union of two rare, peculiar and opposite '
natures'. My first reading of her brought tne
to the conclusion that tier character was 1
wholly self-sustaining, that she needed 110 (
support, no sympathy, that the day w uld
never come when she would have any more 1
business with a husband than she would with 1
a pet rhinoceros—in fact, 1 thought the rhi- 1
nosceros would be the most satisfactory for-
she could use him to her great delight in the 1
study of natural history, while the other ani- ;
mal would be a dead loss on tier hands—she j
would never find out what to do with him.
And then I proposed in my own mind to take !
charge of her myself, give her the motto, the j
pill box is “mightier than the sword,” and ' Shall render holllage to meek Mercy’s power
instruct her in “the noble art of slaughter- And with the kid shall dwell;
nig her ft-1 ow creatures.
But of late, I have read farther on in the !
little volume, and even think I see evidences |
of some pages sealed together, that may
hereafter, open to the reader. Her brain |
dominates her other faculties, aud that, 1 am
glad of, for it is a wholesome adjustment |
that mother nature don’t often furnish us
with. And thus far, her intellect has been 1
cultivated at the expense of her remaining !
capabilities. That may account for the fact '
that the capacity for “fulling in love,’’ lias]
never come to the surface. True, girls of her j
age have generally had their infantile fan
cies, and she has never even dreamed of one,
of the asp, ami the weined child shall put
his hand on the cocat rice’s den.”
“They shall not hurt, nor destroy, in ail
my holy mountain; for the earth shall be
full of the knowledge of the Lord, as the
waters cover the sea.”
She closes the book, rests her head upon
her hand, and sits looking out upon the night,
the pal-, sweet, madonna-like face lit up
as with a halo, by the glory of the midsum j
mer moon.
Of what is she thinking? For what! she
waiting—waiting still—this pale, patient ! Iy,
who has “worn the white flower of a hLm?-
less life,” through long, Ion- y, wet ing,
waiting years!
Waiting the time, oh Lord!
When thy pure spirit shall upon ti» resit.
Spirit of wisdom, know-ledge nt thy word,
Anil ghostly counsel blest:
Spirit of understanding, shed it’s rav.
Flooding the night with God’s millennial
day.
Waiting the phrop let’s crown,
When the gum; wolf of grim anil cruel war,
Shail with tne gentle lamb of Peace lie down
As'--ep on Plenty’s door;
When warring nations shall no more assav
To cloud with gloom, thv glaiLsome, iieace
ful day.
Waiting the promised hour
When vengeance, untamed leopard, fierce
and fell
No more shall rend and tear iu forests wild.
But own the guidance of a little child.
Waiting the happy day
When the grim lion, unbelief shall 'ne
Content within thy pastures green to stray.
With quiet herds agiee;
Faith’s flowery chain about bis neck shall lay.
Guiding his footsteps to thy perfect day.
Waiting the evening sky
When the black, prowling bear of wild un
rest
Beside the kine of sweet Content shall lie.
In dreamless slumber blest;
but then girls of her age generally have lit- : Xo more with howling Discontent to prev,
tie else to think about, while she has had ' - " ’ .... . r
iuw.il. We .-iL.uiM ti - -I .H.ii-l-wi-i that t h--al
tar holds no fuel, because no chance hand lias,
as yet, lit the flame. The rare extremes in
the natures of both parents, seem brought to
a level, and healthful adjustment, in hers.
While it seems but reasonable to suppose,
that Archie Melville’s cool,-quiet, afiec:ionate,
but thoroughly well regulated and mathema
tical temperament, should endow his offspring
with a nature,
“Faultily faultless, icily regular, splendid
ly null;” it seems also unreasonable to believe
that the warm, impulsive, passionate nature
of Alice Sylvester, should leave no impress
on her child.
Therefore I think we have reason to ho[n>,
when Lorna is fully matured, heart, soul,
and brain, we shall find in tier, a wholeness,
and heaithfulness of character, and tempera
ment, that will lie a fit type of “the coining
woman,” and might well repay her mother
for a far more unhappy life th in she really-
led; for Alice was not w holly an unhappy
woman, she was only one w ho found food
and exercise for but half her nature, and in
that, a large majority of the human family
keep her company.
Luring is your lioy; and you (very na
turally) want the best, an! fittest woman the
world can produce, for his wife. Good! I
hope he'll get her; she will be the most effec
tive means of making him a man—anil keep
ing him one. But Lorna is my girl, and I
don’t intend to have her wasted on any ordi
nary animal of my sex, and I don’t see many
of them thut reach above that m irk. L- r
na can stand alone, and if she fads to find an
equal to stand by her side, she had best do so.
True, if her heart w akes up, and cries for
food, she will feel the hunger—keenly too.
sometimes—but shell, she is a wee woman of
infinite possibilities, and she will manage to
fill the void with intellectual, and humanita
rian food, as very few women could. I have
no notion of polishing off my glorious little
woman with a few -urface accomplishments,
and 1 hen pu' ting her up ou the matrimonial
block, to be knocked down to the highest bid
der. Nut a bit of it. The man who wins her,
must “fill the bill,” every item of it. He
must be neither light weight, short measure,
physically, socially, morally nor intellectu
ally.
And now my dear, the important question
before the house is this; suppose, in the year
But peaceful, nu t the dawning of thy day.
Waiting tne promised day
When with the crawling serpents of deciet,
and shame.
The infant child may innocently piay,
Nor fear their tongues of flame;
When envy, hate and malice flee away.
Before the piercing beams of thy refulgent
day.
Waiting the blissful sea
Where we shall float on bouyant waves of
joy.
And on thy holy mountain, none shall be
To hurt, or to destroy;
But the whole earth he filled with love of
The- 1 ,
Flooding it, as the waters flood the sea.
Waiting, thy v. ord to prone;
With low- olieisance knocking at the gate:
Our hearts repeating oft—“They also serve
Who only stand and wait:”
Yearning we stretch our hands, and pleading
pray;
Groping through midnight gloom —“God.
speed the day!”
(THE END.]
M\\t aud Anecdote.
“Cackle and squeak” is the jmpular name
for ham and eggs in Kansas City.
When you can’t remember what your wife
told you to bring home, get hair-pins.
“Will you have gome more Iieans, Johnny
“No.” “No what*” “No Iieans, ” says
Johnny, solemnly.
The inventor of a watch that winds itself
up aud gives u pint of milk a day lias gone
to Washington for a patent.
A physician of Bloomington, 111., gave a
gentleman patient a soothing opiate and
eloped with Lis wife as a counter irritant.
Nature has its periods of melancholy. The
tempests moan; the zephyrs sigh; the brooks
murmur, and the mouutains look blue.
_ Smart young schooI-niLstresses, entirely
to come, we find Lorna to be the woman I without the aid of a sewing machine, fre-
have described, suppose secondly, that this | queutly collar and cuff siuill boys in less
now dormant element in her nature does than thirty minutes.
wake up, and suppose thirdly, that your boy-
wakes it: what security can you give me,
that we shall find in him, “the coming
man ?”
“Ah ! that indeed, is the question. 1,1 lin
ing has u fine physique, a good bruin, unusu
ally strong magnetic force, a warm, gene
rous heart, an uncomfortably fiery temper,
and witbal, I fear, a little of his father’s in
constancy, anii a good deal, of his mother’s
love of luxurious ease. How are these quali
ties to lie so guided, and governed, that the
good shall be cherished, and strengthened,
the evil controlled, or eradicated, ami he be
made a fit mate for, and equal of—“the com
ing w oinaii *”
“Be that our task, my faithful little ally.
No small one, I grant you; but. we can try
our best—our very best—n- - man or woman
can do more. Good education, and faithful
training can do wonders, not in changing in
herent character, but improving and purify-
crimsou flush that overspread the face, were 1 . , •, . - , -, -
almost too much to be resisted. The lithe I "K “ faulty, anil strengthening a weak one-
figure bent towards her, the hands were uu- i J'"*'* our ,/. uture work - let ^ "iththe
clasped, the anus opened, and the eyes looked I *' es ‘ strp,, ff l - k g<*cn us.
down into hers with a volume of pleading But Elsie, woman: suppose we are “count
prayer in their liquid depths. ing our chickens” with unnecessary haste.
But the little figure drew up to its tallest I have a lingering suspicion that 1 shall lie
height, the blue eyes flashed defiance into 1 compelled to fall liuck upon :ny r first entreiich-
the brown, aud as usual | ment, and present wee Birdie witu the pill
•»» -ui.- 1
on “Extremes, ’ remarked that “we should . Mid had it. But she softened the blow,” the little witch to lead you to suppose she
endeavor to avoid extremes, especially those for she put one hand within his arm, and could entertain a feeling answering to his ?”
of wasps and bees.” clasped the other confidingly over it and as | cannot say'. I find one thing in Lorna
( both were covered with a close, pussionate that surprises me—namely", that she has a
_i 1 uiture like Shirley Keeldar’s. You retnem-
_ er Louis Moore’s stormy courtship, aud the
only right ]i 0 „ 8 of resistance that continually sprang
Somebody says that the flight of time at ; clasp, said coaxingly: Ul .
Bangor, Me., is hindered by the doves that | “Now, deer, don’t let us be disagreeable 1 1 e
spend their nights perched upon the hands of | t-Lis last evening. This is the only right ]io..„ „ . _
the city clock, and by their weight stop the . way to act—the only way in which we can J U p ( to be slain ! Justsuchaprotracied siege,
motion of the machinery within. We may j obey uncle Harry and Auntie, and that, you will Lorna’s lover have. I rebuked her the
be cynical, but we suspect that the writer of ‘ know, we must do, whatever conies. So, let ! other day. for a palpable avoidance of Lor-
this “is one of those people for whom truth ; us be good and loving friends aud let toe ■ jug that evidently mortified him greatly, and
possesses even less than the usual attract- future take care of itself. Now let us go she said to me, in the most deprecating
tions.” down the rose walk. ” | tone."
But now my kitten’s grown a cat,
And cross like other wives—
Oh, by my soul, my honest Mat
1 fear she has nine lives.
Scene in an oyster house: “See here, these
oysters are spoiled.” “That’s all right; I put
in twice as many on that account. ’
All youths are not fitted for a college edu
cation. It is not bt-.-t to make a one-story
brain try to carry a three-story education.
“Cau I give my son a college education at
home?” asks a fond parent. Certainly. All
you want is a base ball guide, a racing shell
and a package of cigarettes.
“Mr. Smith,” said a lady at a fair “won’t
you please buy this bouquet to present to the
lady you love. “ ’Twuuliln’t be right,” said
Mr. Smith: ‘Tin a married man.”
“My dear,” said a sentimental lover to Lis
dearie, “of what do these autumnal tints, this
glowing baldric of the sky, this blazing gar
niture of the dying year, remind you?”
••Pancakes,” she promptly answered. And
theu he realized, for the first time, that two
hearts did not beat as one.
Here is another example of a possible mis
construction of language: “I fear,” said a
country curate to his dock, “when 1 explain
ed to you in my last charity sermon that
philanthropy was the love of our species, you
must huve misunderstood me to say ‘specie,’
which may account for the smallness of the
collection. You will prove, I hope, by your
present contribution that you are no longer
laboring under the s vine mistake.”
A matrimonial thought :
In the blithe days 0/ honeymoon.
With Kate's ullurements smitten,
I loved her late, I loved her soon.
And called her “dearest kitten.”