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THE SUNNY SOUTH.
Mary Moreland.
A Historic Story of Georgia Before the
Advent of Railroads.
By COU HGKBKUT PlKLDGR.
CHAPTER IX
Ashton turned aside to read tlie Inscription
upon the neat monument of l)r. Taylor's moth
er. who had died at an advanced ape a few
years liefore. and on the marble slabs that cov
ered the remains of prand children. He and
Mary who had wiped away her tears, were
soon sillinti on the rustic seats under the live
oaks, curtained bv the lone moss.
“Von seem to feel preatly the loss of Mr. Wal
ter Taylor." said Ashton.
“This Is a spot I love to visit.” replied Mary,
“the tears of prief are a solace when the o|>-
portnulty occurs to shed them here. He was in
all respects, a type of his noble father, whom
you have seen but probably have not yet learned
to fully appreciate. He inherited his father's
nobility of heart.and his intellect; but never
had the taste for books and study that has made
his father a learned man. He was my friend
from childhood, and It Is a heart treasure to
remember him, and a heart relief to shed tears
here."
“What a lovelv spot this Is.” observed Ash
ton, “for the restinp i lace of frail mortality.
The birds slop paily. and the winds pipe some
times mournfully, and often violently heave
these evergreens,'and wave these hoary orna
ments of ipourninp. But nolhlnp can disturb
the silent sleeper, beneath that shaft, to the
llvinp onlv. Is the peace of repose to the dust of
the departed, a matter of the sliphtest concern
—thev hear not. they feel not. they heed not.—
in tnith they are not here, our Christian faith
transfers them to other climes.”
“When a child.” said Mary. “I was afraid of
graveyards, but I never couid tell why. unless
Ft was the effect of what nepro nurses told me
of spirits and phosts of dead people. Do you
think it possible for the souls or spirits of the
dead toeome back to earth?”
“As to what is possible I have no settled opin
ion on that subject.” replied Ashton, “but It
.spems to me that all the reasonable probabili
ties are apainst it. and it is only our supersti
tion. Our theory is. that the soul is immortal,
and does not cease to exist, upon the death of
the body. If it is transplanted to a state of
bliss, l can see no reason why If should be
leavinp that realm and wonderinp about in
solitude on the earth. If consigned to the
prison home of eternal dispair. I cannot imag
ine how it could pet a release in order to visit
the scenes where the dust of the body re
poses.”
“I have vaptielv Imagined, (changing the sub
ject). that my friend. Mr. Burch, is specially in
terested in vonr charming friend. Miss Morton.
“I am not prepared to say.” responded M irv.
“I have known Wm. Burch from my childhood,
and the longer I know him the more I esteem
him. I am not the confidant of either as to the
state of their affections, of one tiling, however.
1 am satisfied, be can never find a truer. Holder
woman than Mildred Morton. Yon have seen
that she is highlv endowed by nature in mind,
and that it Is ricblv stored. Her heart, witli Its
nitre and unselfish mould, is what makes me love
her. At litis moment thev perceived Win.
Burch and Mildred. Felix Ungers ami Grace
Johnson approaching.
“Mr. Ashton, we missed you.” said Mildred,
“ami began to feel anxious about von. and have
left tlie company (tint are assembling to hunt
for Hie ‘lost sheep* ”
“Ami yon find me in the bands of a good shep
herdess.' replied \s|itnn. “where I feel perfect
ly safe. There is room under these shades and
linon these seats. I see no reason why von
should earrv hark the reclaimed lamb in itnv
haste, as it is not at ail probable that there is
am one there who will rejoice that I have been
found.’.
“Mr. R< tgers. as we came from the flower-
garden.’'said Mary Moreland. “I propounded
to Mr. Ashton, the question: Whetbertbere is
perfect happiness In this life? 1 have been a
little nuzzled with bis answer. It was. that
there is no perfect happiness or perfect woe in
this life, except that which the imagination
brings, and that the onlv unalloyed Hiss or woe
is beyond the grave. What do you think of
It?”
’ Rogers, after a few moments of intense de
liberation. said. “I agree with hint that they
are Idealities, and not perfect realities, at least.
In time. But they are re iselrss motors to man’s
heart and action, one sought and the other
shunned according to the varied understanding
of persons, as to what they imagine the realitv
ifl
■ ■ essential means connected with his own happi- son is a little warmer up the country, that we
ness. The Bible tH| s us how and when (lie will take a look, upon horseback, at tlieChero-
I ,I conflict arose. It is the hopeless k*»e Nation and the beauties Miss Moreland de-
I effort to assert and maintain the supremacy of scribed on liie northern iwrderof the State, lie
| his own will, in the moral and physical govern- is to take Selim and I Bl ickhawk, provided Mr.
j merit of the world, that has involved him in 1111- Moreland will give ills consent.**
rest, and to an extent destroyed his capacity to | “it will he a delightful trip. I have no doubt”
he liapny. The inexorable law of the Creator is replied Mildred, “if you can hud places to sleep
that all man s gifts are derived, must be uncoil- and food to eat provided the friendly Indians
ditionnlly acknowledged and exercised in sul>or-. do not steal your borses. I, also, have a piece
(liiiatlon. and under the supreme control of the , of news for you. I am to return home to-mor-
giver. Ills will relnds against this law. He row. Marv is going with me to spend two or
claims potential attributes that belong only to a three weeks. Her busy preparation has caused
sovereign. Mental and moral rebellion invoke me to have to coiue alone to Like leave of toy
mental and moral disquiet; just as the din.egard
FAITHLESS!
at
V-watte ■^t.nr-vn-^Vpfa- 4 wiSrtTjM'*-
>f the physical laws that govern the delicate
frame work of his body, made to confer pleasure;
when used in subordination to their organic
laws, brings pain, disease, decay and death,
which have become entailed on the common
heritage of us all. The puny effort, to subordi
nate tlie spiritual to the material, is an effort to
dethrone the only inonareh in the moral uni
verse, and deprive Hint of the attribute of sov
ereignty. and to elevate man's will on the ruins
of His temple, and to erect in man’s own bosom
an altar and a divinity higher than that
which not only created, blit has the power to
destroy him. While that conflict rages, the
lesser must be overcome lay the greater, and
man never In* perfectly happy in life. It began
in all willt the fall of the nice, anti to all w ho
may have accepted God’s own offering of peace
in Christ Jesus, it will end when they come to
rest, as our tlear friends here do beneath the
sod of mother earth. I am, however, conscious
that Hshotild weary your patience if I were to
proceed to illustrate what I have stated."
“By no means; we are listening Intently,” re
plied Rogers.
“But as we are all guests to day.” suggested
Mr. Burch, “perhaps we ought to return."
“Yes.” res|K)tided Mildred, “instead of one
stray, there may be a goodly number of Hie flock
missed. So. Mr. Ashton, I guess we had better
carry you Into the fold.”
# # *
Dr. Taylor, in deference to his guests, had let
the conversation take its own drift, which was
not the most pleasing to alt. He had the Metho
dist circuit rider there, and lie had lieen giving
his ideas upon “failing from grace,” and “sanc
tification.” and the Bapt 1st preacher who served
the neighboring churches, and he hail illuminat
ed Hie doctrine of “eternal election” and "final
aerseverance of the saints ill grace.” until they
tad stirred the skeptical bile in Mr. Amos John
son and a German imrtrail painter then emploved
in making pictures of the Burch family, and they
opened a sort of cross-fire alternately upon the
reverent clergy. While the Baptist preacher was
stopping to light his cigar handed by Dr. Taylor,
Johnson remarked:
“Gentlemen. I have a great deat of reverence
for religion, when f see it carried out. by the men
who profess it; and I have always been in favor
of the church, perhaps I had better say the
churches, as von have so many sorts and all
differ so widely among yourselves, on thegromid
of moral good they do in the affairs of men in
this world. I have my own notions, however
about the hereafter, '(.am not prepared to sit
in lodgment on what shall be any. man’s condi
tion after be dies.”
The Methodist.preacher said: “Mr. Johnson.
I would be glad to have you explain what you
mean.”
Johnson—“Weil, you know, all the morals that
are taught in Hie Bible are sound, and good for
men in this life. And. to my mind, there is
nothing in the sacred book that could be read
and studied with more profit, hv Hie professors
of this d i.v than the keen and witfieriug sarcasms
on hypocrisy. Christ had a good deal to s ly
about the •scribes and pharisees hypocrites.’
They, so far as we are informed, were men of
sound morals—in their private life. But if lie
had had liefore him some of the professed Chris
tians of this age lie would have had to tise very
different figures to represent them For in
stance: 1 know of a m in. not a thousand miles
from here, that got rich by horse-racing and
gambling, and had a finger iii the -Yazoo fr inti.’
that got religion and joined Hie church. But lie
still kept on s|ieciilaliiig and cheating everybody
lie could over-reach. But lie was a big iiinn ail
the time in his church. Over at Darien they
wanted to pulldown the old hall and build a new
church, and he gave lliem SI.000 to build It. And
when they came to dedicate it. if you had been
around and about among them you could not
have told whether they were worshiping him
orGod Almighty. Now. mV notion is. that man
may fool the profess .rsnf religion ami oilier peo
ple, but if tlie Almighty Ins ns much sense as
yon all sa'v He has. he can’t fool Him.”
The portrait painter at. this point got the floor.
“I hash bin sehral years in de city ob 8 ivan-
nah.au' I hash v itched ’em close tliar; an" de
man d.it mike de loudest pretension iu de
church m illers Is de poorest dependence when
it cum to business. Dey took up a collection to
build ’em a new church, an’ I gib ’em a dollar—
which was big money for a poor man like me.
All’ when dey got it dull dey emu ronil’ to git
more money, to
tny
friends here.”
“Tuat determines me at once to accept the
cordial invitation of General Floyd to occupy
the vacant seal in his carriage.” said Ashton,
“and (lieu the solicitations of Mr. Couper to vis
it iiis house on St. Simons Island.”
“Then you will come on to Cumberland,” said
Mildred, “where yon will meet some of Mary’s
friends, and leturn with them.”
“What a delightful prospect.” replied Ashton,
“but I shall have to be deprived of inucli aul Ici-
paled pleasure by the separation even for that
short period.”
“Yon will have my sympathy. I assure you."
said Mildred, “for I have no doubt the privation
will be great.”
“And I have a friend left here who will have
mine.” observed Ashton.
“Yes. Mr. Rogers will miss you very much,”
said Mildred.
“Iain sure he will, and I shall also be sad
without him.” responded Ashton, “but I am
more deeply concerned than Burch.”
“I had no idea be was more warmly attached
to you than Mr. Rogers.” observed Mildred.
"I think he is not.” replied Ashton, “but there
may he a person in whom lie feels a deeper in
terest than in either of us.”
Mildred, with deep blushes—“I have other
calls to make, and must not stay.”
After she had taken leave of Dr. and Mrs.
Taylor and their guests, Ashton hurried her ooji
tlie carriage, when she resumed: “Time heals
many wounds, and her flight is rapid.” Asliton
replied: ”1 will commend that to my friend
Burch.” and he waivisl her an adieu.
He observed Dr. Taylor and his distinguished
guests approaching.
“We looked foi you to visit this place with us, 1
remarked the Doctor.
“This Is my second visit to the place,” an
swered Asliton. "I spent a deliglitlu! time here
yesterday morning ifl company with Hie trieuds
of your son who rests beneath that shaft. It was
delightful, Decnu.se of the evidence I saw of the
sincere devotion to him by those who knew Dim
in life.”
“A nobler young man our country has not pro
duced,” remarked General Floyd. “Ills death
w;is a heart bereavement to us all Diubts have
been expressed as to the propriety of the duel
under tlie circumstances; still lltcre cap i hi
none as to the spirit that actuated him. We have
had wars and sanguinary conflicts. Iu which
many a noble spirit has passed away. Good
men may h ive doubted tlie wisdom of the Gov
ernment that led to the quarrel; yet. when a
loyal citizen, who has no choice except between
danger and dishonor, does his duly, and falls it
is all tlie behests of ids duly to man requires ’’
Asliton strolled leisurely through tlie orchard
and grove to the graveyard in deep meditation
recalling to memory the sad fall of young Taylor
as tlie circumstances had been detailed to him-
ids interview on the Am iron river with Count
Morenzi. of his deep anguish at having been his
slayer under Hie trivial circumstances that led
to the dud; the impressions that Mary Moreland
made upon his heart bv iter transcendent beau
ly. that had haunted him and made himk^ear .
derer. and his own recent experience HiVt’ 1 .'
unsettled his plans, and filled his im iein tliXn
witli views of bliss. He stood gazing on the
m.irhle shaft, in its loveliness, and in its simple
inscription; thought of tlie noble father and
mother in the lovely home and surroundings
from which the noble young man had been
snatched by a fatal bullet, aimed by an unwilling
ant igonist. He saw again the I waul if ill eyes of
Miry Moreland, and Hie liming te trs tint
brightened their loveliness, as Hie rainbow d ws
the lie.unions clouds, or tlie radiance of tlie. dia-
mond the solid gold, lie saw the s id counte
mil and tears of I)r. Taylor, and continued:
•My friend lias no cause for his grief, except
that which will soon befall the friends of those
who survive us. [Geueyal Floyd was elected to
Congress in 1827. av ! died in 1829. Mr. Couper
and Mr. Spalding lived inanv years afterward ]
The trip to General Floyd’s, and a day's so-
jourii there iu eoinp.iuy with tlie distinguished
personages, tlie unbounded hospitality of Ids en
tertainment. tlie sprightly literary and historic
conversations, afforded Asliton a rich chapter of
knowledge of Hie dry; its men and manners,
thrilling events. That, to Mr. Gnqwr. was a
continuation of the chapter, intensified by the
loveliness of tlie coast scenes, tlie evidences of
culture and refinement. Couper held tlie history
of the country, the events of jfsearlv settlement
the wars of Oglethorpe willt the Snani.irds. tW
Ashton, “is. if possible, more musical to man
kind than anvoilier thine tb it can lie coneeived
of. ill fact, if may be said that it is a law of
ids nature at all stages of intelligence and de-
velonment ”
“ At what period is it the strongest,” asked
Bnreh.
“Pcrhaos It Is keener and more stimulating to
effort in youth.” renffed Ashton, “the sunny
period, before the oft repeated shoe s of disap
pointment have Hunted the sensibilities, lint
no age or condition, so long ,as there is hope of
temporal life, is without Hie pursuits of tempo
ral Hiss, no wealth, no power, no bight of sta
tion can raise us above it. and no povertv.
weakness ortlegredalioii can sink ns below it.
as It relates to this life, and aside from reve
lation and Its teachings or ttic systems of relig
ion that are tlie nmm»tin"s of m m's natural
and bnte disposition to conceive of and worship
some superior. The n”cst of happiness readies
iievond the bounds of time. There are few. if
anv. intelll -ent creatures indifferent about that
condition of immortality, to which the grave
furnishes one common entrance, to all man
kind.”
“Tim methods of pursuit seems to vary much
with different Individuals.” said Burch.
“If there were a billion of human helngs on
ttie earth.” replied Ashton, “ail to he seen at
once with their methods and aims. Hie observer
would he lead to suppose iliere are a billion of
points to the moral and material world, each
possessing sip-erior attr ’ctiops for some of Its
billion of active cre-tures. The wild savage
the tyrant, the hero, the devotee of fashion and
dls"lav. or of hoarded gold, or of e-lminal vloes
—those who seek to drown and stiflepousdeiiee
as Well as those who seek, hv the cultivation
of tlie mind and heart t><e development of iu-
tellectnal and spiritual ll f e If we could pene
trate the deen recesses of everv heart. I doubt
not. the Ideal called happiness Is ever present,
and is hv the respective im urlnations, erected
into as ntanv shapes and adorned in as great, a
V irietv of lilies as there are varieties in Hie hu
man tasfe apd methods of pursuit ’*
“The universal desire seems to <-| v e evidence
that the Creator intended man’s Hiss ” ohserved
Rogers. “Ilow then, can von account for flie
universal failure, except unon the theory,
that at least In this respect. His plans are. a fail
ure.’”
“It Is not a settled proposition.’' replied Ash
ton. “that such a purpose of the D'dtv rel Hed
to this world; hut supposin'’ that to h“ so. there
are doubtless causes why his happiness is a
failure.'
ut lightuii g rods on it., I ax | conflict with the Indian tiil«es
w .as .i.-; .K, - .S-.ill *fll-. *r:.iC
“But still her lips refused to say ‘farewell;’
For in that word—that fat;ii word—liowe’r,
We promise—hope— believe—there breathes
despair.
Soft, delicious June I The sun has Just gone
down behind tlie hill-tops, leaving bright touches
of his splendor gilding tlie myrids of little clouds
that glitter in tlie western sky. The great gol
den summer day lias closed, nature has reveled
in her weallli of growing 11mts and blooming
flowers, and now there comes that resttul calm
which seems to follow tlie close of such a busy
day. Gone—the great sun has gone to light up
other lands, to wa*en other flowers, to rest Ills
beams upon other landscapes,to shine ii|am des
olate waters—and over the eastern hills, in that
wake of mingled light and shadow comes tlie
darkness of a summer night.
Annie Loraine aud her lover, Kdgar Stokes,
strolled ill Hie shadow of that gathering twi
light on tlie outskirts of their native village.
Reaching the old stile between Hie main road
ami an elegant residence on tlie ridge above,
they sat down—sat down to have a farewell
talk—for on Hie morrow Kdgar was going to
leave his betrothed to engage iu business in a
distant cilv. The souuds of his native village
came up to his ear, and a sadness crept Into the
young man's heart when lie thought of leaving
tlie scenes of his childhood, and most esiieciallv
tlie sweet young girl at his side, who had placed
all tlie hopes of her life into his keeping.
And site was a prize that might have won tlie
attention of a prouder heart Ilian that of Kdgar
Stokes. The only daughter of a wealthy planter,
she enjoyed all the comforts of a lieaiiliful home;
yet. with all her abundance and luxury. Annie
lairaine bad a gent le heart ami a disposition lov
able. confiding ami true. The wealth of that
heart’s love she had given to Kdgar stokes—had
given it in all the simple confidence of girlhood's
faith—had confided it to his keeping, and he had
taken i lie gift.
That is tlie supremest moment in a young
gill’s life, wlieu she gives away tlie first love of
lier heart. There may be other events which
the world loo-s upon as the turning points in
her career, but to the maiden's own heart they
all fall into insignificance compared with the
moment when she says: “here’s my heart—my
all—take It.”
But as Annie and her lover sat on the stile In
the gathering twilight, she was supremely happy
that she had trusted tier affections to such a me
ble you'll as Kdgar. He was truly worthy of her
in his innocence and liouesiy of character, and
her trust could not have been otherwise than
implicit, for Hie confidence of woiuau's first love
knows no iMiuuds.
“Yes, in two years my fortune will lie made,”
said lie, “ami then I will come and Hike you to
a new home so beautiful, so pretty. Oil, Annie,
bow li.tppy we shall then be!”
“But it will seem so long,” answered the mai
den. * soloug.so long. Yet, I will wail|patieiilly.”
and tier hand look firmer bold of her lover’s.”
“L ive will make those two years short. An
nie,” replied Kdgar, ami before two more Junes
have brought tlie clover blossoms I will come
back to this dear old village to claim you queen
of my new and lieau iful home.”
Just then the night wind made a faint rustle
through the tall corn ami Hie white clover
seenid to nod its head mournfully, as if its fra
grance would sweeten tlie air of'those lull sides.
M my ami in my a June ere Kdgar Stokes' foot
steps would sound along that roadside.
“Lei us go homeward, Kdgar. The moon is
Coming up. and you have oilier calls to make.”
“Wait until I pluck that wild rose for you.”
he said, and stepping aside along the hedgerow
he plucked a half-blown rose and fastened it oil
Annie’s breast.
-Keep that lintil l come. It will fade, but lei
that he im indication that my love shall ever
grow less.” ami they turned away from Hie old
side nidi its profusion of clover blossoms ou all
sides.
They walked towards Hie village, and Edgar
was busy all Hie lime explaining Ids Inline
plans, pouring sweet promises into tlie ears of
Hie lieautifid girl of sixteen summers, who
leaned so confidently upon his arm. She would
raise her wmulrous eyes toward Ids with a
strange fascination, yet in llieir gaze there was
doubt—mil ilnuld. but a s oldened line—I lie sad
ness of anticipated separation. Tlie stars looked
out of tlie gray slimmer sky. growing paler be
fore the approach of their greater light. Hie
moon, and the night wind continued its sad rustle
among tile corn tops.
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oameachange. Amoug his lady acquaintances on the one hand wrecking thousands of bright
was one, Muffle McClure, wi.«.-.e artful wiles ami happy youths like Kdgar Stokes, and on the
soon brought desolation to tlm hearted Edgar oilier, leaving dis:i| I oinled Anile Loraine* fo
Stokes. She jaisscssed all the beauty and ail drag out aimless and desolate lives, ft is the
Hie witchery necessary for making hearts e.-ip- same old story that lias been told for ages, and
live at her will, and years of though! less flirta- yet It cannot be too oflen repeated,
thin liad made her heart as hard and callous as ____ — ]
a stone. Wlieu Edgar. In his Innocence, told
her of the girl be loved, away back among the
bills, and whom be intended to marry. Mollie
McClure made a solemn resolve iu lier heart to
“nip that plan in Hie bud,” aud consequently
began tier cruel work.
By tlie end of Kdgard’s first year in the city
lie lay a helpless vii-lim at tlie feet of his en
chantress. Away back in the dreamy old vil
lage Amite lairaine still lived, and loved with
all her heart tlie object of her choice, and did
dot even doubt her Edgar's constancy, although
Iiis letters came now once a mouth, and were
less affectionate than when they reached her
weekly. Alast how false that object of lier
pure love! How thoughless he of the girl he
left one year before. In tlie false light of his
new love he Imagined himself happy, but It was
a happiness dearly liought. and for which fu
ture years would bring their storm of retribu
tion.
But simply to make Kdgar forget the fair and
tieautiful Annie was not iiie worst injury Mollie
McClure was inttictiug tlfvoit Kdgar Stokes.
That alone would have been demon-like enough,
yet she chose to lead him a step lower. With
her wlille and rounded arms she would lift the
wine cup to iier own lii>s, and then press it with
a killing smile to the lljis of her captive. He,
too.druuk and learned to love it.for In tlie pies-
enco of Iiis paramour lie could not have refused
to do anything she would Command.
The two years of Edgar's stay in Hie cltv had
well nigh passed, but when he looked over his
accounts he found himself no better prepared
for marrying Ilian when he left Ids native vil
lage. His love for Annie had died away en
tirely. Still lie kept up a languid correspon
dence. and was telling her how much better
it would lie to wait a year or two longer.
“Then” he wrote, “I will be able to keep you
in a happier home than I could possibly do ut
present witli my small capital.” But Annie
Loraine did not know that Kdgar Stokes’ pres
ent course of living was such as to presage that
a happy home would never lie his.
One evening at the end of bis second year’s
stay in tlie city—Hie eve on which he
had promised to wed the girl who had always
loved him—he met his enchantress In lier ele
gant parlor to spend a few hours. A rival lover
of Hie lieaiiliful Midlie McClure was already
there, aud one. to. for whom Edgar had by no
means a pleasant word. The conversation had
gone oil but a short time when llie rival lovers
became engaged in a dispute which soon grew
very unpleasant. Ttie worthless woman In
whose house and presence Hie young men
stood. only enjoyed the quarrel, and to increase
Edgars anger she es|Miuscd the side of iiis ene
my. Stokes stood for a moment like a statue—
welded to the floor—motionless. He looted
fircely into Hie eyes of the woman who had
ruined his life, but whom he had blindly loved.
She eluug lovingly to the arm of Edgars rival,
and laughed loudly and derisively. He looked
but a moment—Ins mind reeled in madness—
Iiis blighted life and Annie lairaine’s face came
up before him all iu an instant, aud acting
thoughtlessly in that mad frenzy he drew a re
volver from his wicket, and shot through the
breast, Hie beautiful Mollie McClure.
As soon as the act was done Kdgar Stokes
awoke to a sense of Us seriousness and fied.
He went direct to his room, a few squares away
and i repared for an immediate departure. Ad
justing some papers from one pocket to another,
a little, sprig of withered clover blossom feli
upon the floor. Tin* young man paused!
in that dreadful hour, when justice was hastily
pursuing his steps Kdgar Stokes paused, as if
unable to move—paused and gazed upon that
withered relic of Iiis happy past. Tears would
come—lie could not keep them back. Two
years from that time Imw happy l e was, and
had lie acted as lie should have, how dear to
him would tins night have been. “Annie !.<>■
raine”—be repeated the name as if in a dream,
and I lieu suddenly reineiiiliering his real situa
tion he awoke troin tliattraln of I bought, caught
up Hie little clover sprig and rushed from Iiis
room, bearing it unprotected in his hand.
Tlie news of that night's iragedv spread
through tin- country rat idly, hut fortunately
for Edgar Stokes lie h;ul paid bis addresses to
Mollie Met'lue under an assumed name. Wlieu
Iiis fiieuds in the old town read the murder
there was never A suspicion placed upon Kdgar.
Ou an owl train, on Hint matchless June night,
as beautiful as tint lie so well remembered two
years ago, Kdgar Stokes left tlie city—an exile—
to go, lie knew not whither.
ill.
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he any, •Ye*.’ Den I as< him if it was not God
n’MIghlv's t’linder-on'-lightiiin’? an’ lie say.
‘Yea.’ i*<‘ii 1 told him. 'if lie want to Hinder
down Ilia own house, den let Him tunder;'
I giali him no money for de lightning-rod busi-
npaa.”
At this moment a servant entered In a state of
excitement: “Mars Marcus. Gin'ral Floyd's car
riage is dim inside de big gate. Deni gray
horses lie had when lie was here liefo’.”
“I have not mentioned to you. Mr. Asliton.the
expect' d visit of inv old friend. Major General
John Ftovd.” said Dr. Taylor, “who was agal-
I nit officer ill Hie late war, and served with
General J ickson in our Indian wars, and
distinguished himself at Autnssee. Talhissee.
Gamp Deli nice, and oilier places, on account of
Hie uncertainty about Ids coming. He has
driven a considerable distance, and, I have no
doubt, a strong inducement was to meet you
here. I was anxious for you to see in jiersoii
some of our military men. and lie is a flue rep
resentative of the chivolry of our State.”
••| am intensely gratified to know you have
invited him.” replied Ashton, “aud that lie lias
lint disappointed you.”
At that lime, members who signed the Consti
tution of Georgia in 179*. Hon. John Cooper, of
St. Simons Island. Glynn county, and Hon.
Thomas Spalding, of S ipulo Island. McIntosh
county.—men of learning and weallli,—were
visitliig General Flovd. aud consulting a* to the
threatening outlook in public affairs. Hie eoufu-
sion growing out. of Hie treaties with the In-
iff ins. the location of the boundary, and the
probable significance of Hie assignment of Col.
John T. McIntosh, a gallant Georgia army of-
flc< r. to Federal detachment* at Ft. Mitchell,
on Hip Chattahoochee, below wlieie the city of
Columbus was located three years later.
When the carriage came in trout of the man
sion there were three distinguished persons Iu
it instead of one. whom Dr. Taylor had Hie
pleasure of welcoming and introducing to Mr.
Asliton—Ids oilier guests having oflen seen them
liefore.
Bnreh and Mildred had not Joined tlie coin-
live powers Asliton was charmed,
visited the places of historic events for the
past century—old Frederica, the home of Ogle
thorpe. the -Bloody Marsh.” the sceue of his
battle with the Spaniards,eighty-three years lie-
fore. The fruitful mind or the Kugllsh scholar
atul |M>et was freighted with the evidences of
rlmnge and decay, as well as growth and pr<
gress. He w is brought in contact •• itti the elite
of Hie island, who delighted iu showeiiug upon
him every attention, and placing at ids com
mand every means of pleasure which the opu
lence of the people afforded. Hunting, fishing-
bo it-riiling and racing, ruling and dancing. The
extensive library of Mr. Couper was his place of
delight wlieu not otherwise engaged. By letters
from Mr. Morton, the father of Mildred, lie was
urged lo lie at Iih home at an entertainment on
aeertaiu day, and he reluctantly took leave of
Mr. Couper ami Iiis family, in order to comply
with the request.
Ou tlie day appointed for the entertainment,
when Hie boat landed that delivered Asliton on
tlie -bore of Cmiilierlaiid. lie was met by a tall,
mauly and handsome gentleman, almut I is own
age. whn introduced himself as Rich ird Morion,
tlie brother of Mi'dreil Morton, whom lie II id
met, and took him into an o|ieu carriage, having
a spau of lieauiiful horses, lor the drive to the
Morton home. No explanations were in ide, but
the conversations were of that character that
gentlemen meeting for tlie first time, in Hie ab
sence of any neilit.il friend, would usually have.
Ou Hie arriv il Mr. Morion, the father, came out
and extended a most cordi il greeting to Ashton,
and they combined him up tlie splendid main
walk to tlie mansion ami iuto one of tlie double
parlors, where lie was .introduced to several of
Mr. Morton s friends, ladies and gentlemen,
among them tlie officiating Episcopal minister
on Hie island.
Ynung Morton retired, leaving all in a pleas
ant and elegant conversation. .But no allusion
lias been m ule to M iry Moreland or Mildred
Morion. Afler some half hour had passed, tlie
folding doors w is throw’ll o .en and Win. Butch
entered with Mildred Morton on Iiis arm. in bri-
-Oo’t
panv. but lingered m the flower garden, weaving i d.il attire, followed by Felix Rogers ami Grace
garland* and bouquets, and, probably, in fancy | Johnson, and Richard Morton ami Mary Morc-
:it least, tlie net of a future life of iillss. The
time after lids arrival, until dinner, was spent
In merrv and sprightly conversation, in which
old and young freely engaged.
In the afternoon—the B iptist preacher being
called aw iv on business, and tlie Methodist
land. Tile reverend clergyman arose and per
formed tlie Episcopal iu irri.ige service in the
must solemn and impressive style. Tlie Irieinis
and kindred, al its conclusion sfiowcred on Buieli
and Mildred llieir enthusiastic congratulations,
whirli were followed liy tliediguiliedexpression*
preacher left in order to reach Ills next appoint- of Mr. Ashton of the great pleasure he had pi
ment. and some others had gone—tlie room was , m -cling them again, and under siinli felicitous
cleared for a dance. Biff Jones aud Charley circumstances, saying to Mildred with siKiifcnnt
said Burch, “thev are a want Burch were on hand to mane the music, and the tone; “Time heals miiiy wounds, aud Is ra|4d
[iantilinn of external ti-inrs apd eircnmstnn- portrait painter, who was an adept u|k>ii the in its ill lit.” To which site facetiously replied,
to us-or a want of those nn-dlHc* of head flute. Joined tlie hand; and soon the young pen- j “and I c.ui now commend the sentiment to some
heart, or of physical eoiofoniintinn. which |ile were enjoying the amusement to the great ■ of mv frleuds.” ...
ussarv to quaff fv us to he happy in such delight of the elder gentlemen and ladies. In The d iy w is a happy one for alt present. The
la*Hils” I whom it n>«-. ke the latent fires of former d iy*.! entertainment was in the spirit of the true bus
lines ot the past come up liefore me—pictures
of tlie old town, its familiar .streets, tlie hills
around, and tin* green and grassy meadows, but
above tlieiu alt shall arise iu my vision Hie fea
tures of my Annie's face—Hie sweet, smiling face
of tlie only woman I could ever love,” ami his
lips gently touched her forehead.
Those words. Hint kiss, tlie tenderness of lier
lover, were dearer to Annie Lorailie’s heart than
any sum of gold or worldly wealth could ever be.
Did site doubt ills love? Doubt! Does the
feeblest plant doubt the refreshing efficacy of
the summer raiu, as It natters gently around its
suffering roots ami leaflets? Does the biidliug
in Hie nest duiibi its mother’s constancy as she
daily supplies it wilh food aud drink? Douhl?
Ah! no! Love knows no doubt.> Teach the
maiden as well to doubt the return of spring-
lime, or the continued usefulness of tlie subject,
as lo doubt (lie words of a caressing lover.
Annie and Edgar readied tlie little gale In
front of the Loraine house, and paused there,
as lovers will. Tlie brightness of llie sum
mer day had died out nf the western sky.
and the moon was now fl.siding field and mead
ow with its wealll
face to lace talkiu
was of medium height, hut robust and strongly
built. Tlie girl whose hand he held was a mod
el of beauty aud physical perfection iu her way.
Her rounded face, abundance of dark, wavy
hair, and eyes blue and full of dreamy lender-
uess, gave to Annie lairame all Hie witchery a
pure and lovely woman call possess. Uucia*|i-
ing a ImiiicIi ol flowers from tier breast, she
selected a sprig of while clover and placed it
securely In tlie nuHon-hole of Edgar’s coat.
“There, wear that to-morrow, aud when you
reach your new home. Kdgar, lay it away iu |
some quiet place for memory's sake. Obey the
language it expresses, and I am happy.”
“1 will keep it for memory's s ike. Aunie, but
I need not tlie preaching of tlie while clover to
make uie tbiuk of you,” and lie drew her nearer
lo himself.
Tlie clock In Hie old tower had pealed the
hour of nine when Edgar Stokes look leave of
tnuhw,
Hgence of the mall she loved, the tinge of'healtii showing new n eihods of construction, arrttnge-
faded from her cheeks and left her disconsolate merit and o<-nau emetion, immeoeuittbljr bettor
and sad at heart. When Edgar’s letters ceased ' mid cheaper than old styles,
to conic aud his friends were unable lo discover j This work h!h> tells how to huv Im d. select
the reason of Iiis silence, tlie dear, trusting sites eegaiH'elosi'H etc. etc. Kn the work ituk-
Anuie found plenty excuses for lier lover. Mirt. houvwn- early, is m practical antt um/uL It
Cease to love him because he lmd reused to le worth $l"loa'> nm» Wnoeieri'ueiKIstobniM
wilte? No. indeed! Some great misfortune, or buy. Even the renter should know whmt A
she kuew. hud fallen across Iiis pathway; per- , tto'rt modern house is.
Imps he was secretly killed in the great city, i "We take pleasure in noticieg a work nf so be
at any rate site would not doubt his truthful- nefi'-ent a design as mis-the furnishing of prmo-
ness.—no, never. | tic«I information wi ereby teopiecan iiuild «f'«r
Yes -ilmn.it fwpiifv eeirs hid cone n.,H Is h" Utlful and MlhslKnHnl olH S Kt remarkably
Yes. almost twenty years hart gone, and in 1<pw fj* ur e 8 •• Ckvd -r.rt FlaincUaler.
Price only 5 • ce..is, post-paid, ritsmrs 'aken,
M •ney returned to all who Hie not more Own siiu-
fl-d. Ad'I reus.
Ttie Co-operative Building Flan Ass'a'n,
24 Be-kman street, (Box 27u2), New York, N. Y.
478 lilt
the shadows of a cold winter’s night Annie Lic
raine sat iu lier room liefore a cheerful fire, pon
dering over tier sad. sad life. The curtains were
hull drawn and tlie latlice Imt partly Closed, yet
tlie Interior of that liltle room was tiie picture of
comfort. Annie sat iu a half-reclining position,
her bead resting wearily upon Hie soft covering
of a chair. Without the w ind roared loudly, vet
not a cloud Was seen in the heavens, where ihe
stars were all tlie brighter because of tlie dmk-
, ......... ... ness. The face we saw so round and full nearly
7,V "i rint ,u '"Ti I'e'n .ver’s "st.'iV.i I two decades liefore. now wore a tired look, anil
g hiisiTv all the while. Edgar J :lie °'"' e I'l illiant eyes seemed weary. Even the
iglit. but robust and strongly ‘'>7, weary from constant expectation,
anil Imw many faces we constantly meet winch
tell us In unmistakable language that there Is a
weary, tired fellow-being—tired of life, tired nf
waiting, tired, because some cherished hope lias
been deferred.
Annie Loraine was weary, and she sat holding
a faded letter in lier liana—it was the last sin*
had received from Edgar. Tears hud well
stained that precious muimsciipt. and in many
places tlie words were almost unintelligible. On
the table at her side was a wintered rose—tlie
same he liad plucked for her so long, long ago.
Ah! how she prized those relies none but Annie
kuew. Ollier offers of marriage she had received,
and valued ones, too, but she chose to lie true
forever to lier first love. Woman's first love is
lier best. She may afterwards lit trry all that her
(|0S!L T IEICS
will uoi come. So Willi Annie. Hie happy ex- ^'lt w ',' rs « »'•'*> *>ini than with the
cUemenl of Ihe evening s talk and the tender- ......ler •.iu—.o
lies* of her lover Inul lelt a fund of thought U|Mjii
which lier mind could feed for hours. No. she
did not cure lo sleep, but chose rather to sit at
lier window alia watch the little stars iu the
blue above.
r I« M'Ireland, slou party, fniiu wliicli Mihl’ed was detained liy i But Annie was not all happiness as she sat
Mrs. Taylor, the iiidis|Hisitiiiii of lier mother, and liad lieen tiiere ; ,t die window, with tlie moonlight falling
“ ‘ '-—s for tlie tumor of u|m>ii the white aud gauzy folds of her dress.
He was an ament I g| lt . was confident of ivtlgar’s sincerity—not a
‘To mv inlmi
of adai
ces r
and he
are neeess:
a "I't'eui'mnt l>e in Hie want of ad intitiou of the | General Flovd proposed an old Virginia reel, nitulity. and in the sUle ili.il indicated die opu-
world to in in "renffed Rogers “if we consider and that young and old should join in it. All Ienre of the seaboard |ieop!e of that |ierlod.
the raiiscenilent dlsnbivs of Divine newer and assenting, lie offered Ills band to Miry More- i The succeeding day was s|>eiit iu exploring the
wisdom in tlie provision of everv means of grail- land. Mr. Snaldin • bis In Mildred Morton Mr. | beauties of Ctlinlierl ind Island,
flcatloii of all natur il de-ires T’><* nnuhietlve Couner. to Gr ice Johnson, mid Dr. Taylor. Miss Richard Morton devoted S|ieel il attei
capacities of Hie earth exclude alt cause to fear Laura Jones; Mr. Moreland, to Miss -full i Bog- ! Asliton. He liad been of tlie Hi. Johus
exhaustion of the S'inn1l“s of •invtbin" essential ers: Asliton presented Ids to Mr*. Moreland.
to liN comfort. :iml Iiin dominion ov»*r th<* lower RHL r <*rs to Mrs. ,1 'liusnn, Hnrch to Mtm. T«iyl«»r, . .
aiihit iN in absolute for nil Inwfnl hv amt they nrirched out auml a storm of umrrl- olio of lIn* ardmf competitors for tlie honor of
whirli they can Ih» ninrle to ormnnto Iiis eonv«*n- ment ami wit. fjouper remarked to Asliton that iiieetluj^tlie Kfeucli^Couiil.
lence. The earth and honmim^q a " .... ‘ 1 c “ 4 “ ‘
Vast, store-house of knowledge. *»wl the Tre
ha*, in Inielleet ami reason, rlvon to nil fntolli-
fi e|lt ere itmes Ihe key fo if. f*o«1 Hm*e|f lw ‘
ie inf 'llihle wltnesM* ami has <1er|;i
that *IIe saw everythin" that He had made, and duty, and to the delluht of all, they si»on 1 A week I tier the t>rm u party had returned, I moon ii.id gone far dowu in the west, and
behold it was very trend ’ i «aw that he not onlv knew how to maneuver the splendid reception had passed, ami Addon ' tjie erav light of iitorniutf p«-ei*ed over the hills
“Mi^s Moreland w»s the first to rronose the tr**ops on Ihe field, hut. was familiar with the tiad[accepted an itivitaji«»n losiieud a abort liute , airahisi the cistern honzau wlieu Auttle Loraine
qtientfon of man’s har» ImW* s-»fd A«ldon; evolutions nf the dance. As Rogers led Mrs., with the Morelands, while Roger* waa making retired aud fell into an iimiiiiel al umber.
••perhaps she may he willing fntdve in her views .Johnson forth (who was somewhat corpulent). Ids arrangements and prepariuic for their liorso-
of the emi-e of Ids failure to attain it.” she a dd she was afraid that with some of them. b:ic tour through the Cherokee Nation aud the
“It would seem presume!nous, perhaps.** re- at least, the d »m*e would be like a morulug** . moiiutaiu reptmiH of CJeorjchu IL
piled Marv; “still it is a snbiect to wddeh I have rain-soon ended. When cullitiK over the library his atteutlon The daylight train the next morning carried
perhaps irfven more intense Ibnurht than *»nv “Ami yet. Mrs. Johnson, a morning's nlti is was attracted by a manuscript volume of family Edgar Stokes away from tiH childhood home,
other in the whole range nf met i ohvsleal studies often in season and refreshing.” said Rogers, bhyraphy of the Morelands. The maiden u ntie away irom the love of a pure woman, away fmm
—one on which I have ofleo conversed with mv And so went the reel, and flowed the current of of Mrs. Moreland bad never been tueutioued to all the holy influences of early years, and in
mo*her. to whose opinions | hove learned to nay humor, under the stirring strains of violins aud ldin; nor had that of his own mother's family the gathering d irkness of the evening of the
n ore profound respect than to anv other, and ! flute. ; *»een stated to the Morelands. He eagerly mime d ty lauded the inexperienced youth iu the
give you. in part at least, onlv what f have de- As the sun w med the party dispersed, leaving iiemscd the boo having become so deeply In- heart of a great, wicked city. That is a critical
rived 'and had impressed on my own mind from Dr. Taylor and wife to entertain Ashton and the tercsled iu the beautiful Mary. He soon found dav in the young m m’s life wheu he leaves the
other guests for the night and I he next day. | that his own mother and Mrs. Moreland were corndiold* and meadows and the pure air of the
In the heart or brain, or both; in the sent of In the miiversati «us. in which by common descendants of the same aristocratic family in count rv ami hares his breast to the temptations
the soul wherever that nv»v h«\ there is a vitaliz- consent Mr. Coii|»er seemed to lead, the chatac- England—recalled to memory what he hail often of a gi*ddy metropolis. Theu.inost of all oilier
ing. as well as destructive principle or agency, ters of many of the public men. living ami dead, beard at borne, oi ihe etuigraiinn of this branch times, are needed a mother's prayers and a
which philosophers.for the want of •* more com- were delineated; these and the resume of cam- of llie family to America. He became oertdu strong heart to keep the purpose right and to
prehemdve name, call the will. Whence this p ilgns and battles were listened to wilh intense that lie was a blmid relative, though remote, lo enable the frail bark to steer clear of whirlpools
principle, wnether inate or resulting from Interest bv Ashton, who was charmed with the the family in whose lunise he w is. aud who had
growth and development. I do not undertake memory and descriptive powers of these public . rendered hhu such service in the hour of end
now Vo decide. It is sufficient for the purpose men-especi illv Mr. Couper. .* Muffin., »
that II exUts; that II U wielded hv m in. while Rogers and Bnreh spent a part of the next day
he is wielded l»v It. Have thought for it. and Its with them. Late in the afternoon Aslilou was
s;i*l or li:ii»pv ooiisequpiii'p* lo-1* belli to rieeoiint- st roll I im alone iii tlie flower frinirn when a ear-
It determine* Ihe measure of Iiis earthly bliss, riace arrived, ami be had Hie pleasure of asslst-
Miilisllie arbiter of (if* fortune and Fife for hiff Mildred Morton to all»rhf—who had come
time and for eternity. It Ins lieen truly said, alone—as they balled In Hie flower yard,
tb it we are ereated for. and that the Great An- “f am dellithled to see you, Ml*s Morton."
thor wills our hanolne**. And von liaveeorreefly said Asliton; “I trust you have pleasant news.
stated, as I think, that He his supplied all the I have some to communicate, whichi will. I fear.
means and melhml* to Hi tt end. God has a will not be so pleasant to me, when the occasion sent s Fark, London, where It reiualnedtfty-
and has (riven m in a w ill. The disastrous stale shall.vise.” . . I four years. Ouits dealh, a few days aRo.lt Was
of Ihe moral situation is. that his puny will Is In “What Is It. Mr. Ashton?” asked Mildred. snoken of as the oldest lmthablUut «* “
conflict with that of the Author upon all the “I bare agreed with Roger* that after the sea- dan.
she nave tlie first lender impulse* of her heart,
hi's Amii'e'. idroiied dK-Ic.'msolale djwii‘tlie street . sl'e will always cherish the wannest feelinps.
and vanished out of si lit. Tlie promen.liters I ®' , " , W , i. on that cheerless winter
walked tlie streets just its contentedly, the I n J« ,lt there liwtered on Ihe outskirts of the little
liKlits burned as ..rightlv in the lamps, and the village a liagganl. weary man. He peered
uioouliglil rested as calmly oil the land*ea|>e, I "''joui'li the darkness toward the lijriits in the
all llumjriilles* of the crief of two yoiiug heart*, i Yill.ice. and then looked b ickwurd over the st<v
What does the world e ire for individual ciief? ' r “ '•“' ■*“
VVliy should it care if Fate had thrown a barrier
between two happy lives!
Auuie walclied the departing form of lier
lover, turned and strolled a few rounds through
the shrubbery of the yard aud tlieu retired to
her room. Did she sleep? All 1 uol She did
not try. There are times when weculiunl sleep.
Wed» mu even try lo court its soothing touch
by reclining aud closing our eyes. We kuow it
n« istotter’, stom
ach Bicier- in a tin*
mood depurent, a
rational caihartio,
aiula superb an’i-
blliullH -pacific It
rallies the failing
energies of the de
bilitated — check*
premature decay.
Fever a> d ague,
bilious remittent,
dyspepsiaand bow
el complaints are
arnoig the evil*
winch it entirely
removes. In trop
ical C’>u itriee. in
which tneliverand
bowels are or<ans
m ut unfavorably
aff c.ted by the
, , ,, , , . . , . combined influ-
f(Oldesthopes could wish, yet for him In whom enrB „f climate, diet and water, it i-a very neo-
blfreltS
o«*Hrv For sale by all Druggist* aud
Dealers generally.
Attention, Agents!
ny road, aloug which lie bad traveled. He (miked
toward Hie stars, he shuddered, and even
groaned aloud. Then drawing himself erect, lie
seemed to still his soul for some great sSlhLZSS
conflict, and stepjied forward down the road. no» J
Al the old slile lie paused, and his head fell *>u*m*». Our boaiucsa is painting
heavilv main bis breast. | _ - _ -- __ _ — _ __ • — m n
Does mv reader believe that the tired, weary 1. A R.ItIl PORT K AITS
man who stood there on the roaddde like a statue —-“ ** w **— * v » Am —— —' w
was Edgar 810“es? Yes; twenty years have
We offur great inducement* to agents wishing
permanent
business.
from Daguerreotype*. Ambrotvpe*. Photograph*,
i pent suffering and peril—and ou whu<n his affec
tions had centered.
TO KB CONTINUED.
Dr. Wood has found that, with a birds capacity
for eating, a man couid consume a whole round
of beef for dinner.
In 1830 an adult black parrot from Madagascar
ras flared In Hie Zoological collection of Re
ef the gar-
and rooks.
Edgar took his position as elerk in a wholesale
house, and wo* paid well for one so young and
inexperienced. At first the noise aud splendor
of lliecity held him as by a charm, and soon in
spired him with a desire to tall in with the rush
ing crowd and tie fast and busy too. His first
acquaintances were principally young nicu en
gaged as clerks Iu the same house, and conse
quently he could not he very particular iu the
companions lie chose. The first few mouths
IMssed with no great chauge iu the lover of An
nie Loraine. His letters reached her regularly
and were always warm evidences of hi* con
stancy aud hive.
Rut In the Utter put of September then
Gome, or an* kind of Small Picture. All civil
ized people like (o look upon and admire good
picture*. Whot affords more pleasure than the
family (Mirlrait*?
We want at l-H«t one reliable person in every
county not already occupied, to
Take One of Our Attractive Portraits,
woman ill yonder pleasant room. An ex
ile in Ids own laud, lip had to throw himself
amoug the lowest class to escape detection, and
those loug, hard years brought him down to their
level. I
Now he stands alone amid th.» scenes of early
years, and thought* come crowding U|hiii him
thick and fast. When he stood there last Ills
heart was (Hire and happy, hut now cold aud , . ... ...
dreary as that wintry night. Tlie clover blooms Introduce the work, and take order* for the same,
no longer beside tlie SUle, but like Ills heart, is Wb K 11 **™ nee a true copy of the picture sent us
dead. I t«* enlarge from and the return of the email
The wanderer stepped forward, evidently un- P*”H»re.
conscious whither lie was going, but wlo-tlicr he . hxpe.-i mce in. or knowledge of, our bu*iue*s
knew or not. there was an instinct which led “'“'t necessary—for the agent,
him toward llie Loraine home. He still remem- .. w ” want you to engage with n«, if p<*«ihl«.
tiered Annie's room, and as he passed at llie caan ■t poesibly l<nmanything by trying it.
bark gate lie saw a light coining between tlie Write for fall 'articular*. Addr-se,
lialf-dr awn curtain* of the window. For a few | V(|| |T|f p HV 1 UT AvC.l.TITfAV
minutes he stood still, and while standing there ' As nnl d'o' lAlivLv,
iu tlie rlillly blast, tlie clock In tlie old tower Thurmao * Bio. k. Whitehall Street. Atlanta. Ga.
uteitob the lottae / .f 4 tip—1 ■ r.. '('It,, • A *..11 fl fl 4 —
(* ly
struck tlie hour of twelve That sound lell hard
upon his ear. bringing lurk memories of child
hood days, atul later one* when young love aud
innocence uutde ids life one happy dream. Now
a lio|>eless outcast, a sot. a tramp, with awful
crimes gnawing at Ids heart, and nothing but
ruined hope* scattered along Ids pathway.
Edgar Stokes, ragged anil tired, saw that
bright ray of light through the window, and it
seemed like a gleam of ho|H< sent down from
heaven to light up his dark and sinful life. He wire wd ... i , . ~ — u .-
stepped a little nearer-the lattice w >s half r a" ■"“‘Ftren. Sh#
ajar—lie looked—shaded his brow with his hand, * - * * 9*—“•Jd'y and al time* w<nnd
I eered more intently into llie cheerful room. He
saw her ;face—but could that lie tlie
face he once loved so dearly, amt
SAVED HER LIFE
((Me«a
In Auguat, 1881, it w is discovered that my sou
dischaig' qtuntitie* of |>ua from her tangs, could
not <.imip nr return anything on her eioin <ch, *> d
nice ne once loveq so rteariv and ^ *, if it null a quo-tin of tiime when Itfu
which now he dared not love? A hi could «A“ rer Sfrec kU nh *" ,e f VA h r
n l->« She utiii s..r ih- . ..... ..1 eirn.er. Artec all other remedies had failed, m
strange seuaatlmi started at Ids heart, he l.s.ked dem«d i u f,,r whl0h “ w -
upward. turned around, staggered, and fell at , rewBr 8 k a, !g “r rtor " r - „
full length U|sm the hard pavement—dead! “• w - Bonseb. Macon, Ga.
And. my reader. Is there no moral in tlds slm- < Brewer’* Luna R «, .
Pie story of severed and ruined lives? Most ureiaretion . * 8 " P 0 "* 1 ? Ywretahia
surely sot The love of splendor and show U t>" "tuom, morphine, bro-
coostanity leading simple hearts astray-turae odartf I 8end ,or ci *
lag them against (he pure and the trin>_auU