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VOL. XIV.
BY MARY K. MOFFAT.
The young people of Groveland
were having n a picnic. \ It was in a
pleasant grove, just at the , edge , of ,
the main road.
The scene was a picturesque one,
and drew many an admiring look
from the passers-by.
Most of the blooming village girls
were there, dressed in their crisply*
starched and neatly-ironed white
dresses; some with bright-colored
sashes and bows to match, others
wreathed with wild flowers gathered
in the woods which stretched invit-
ingly away in their shady coolness
at the back of the grove.
Conspicuous among the rustic beau¬
ties was Barbara Wildman. She was
a tall, bright-looking girl, whose
great, dark eyes usually flashed back
a morry answer, to the jests of the
rustic beaux who generally huvered
aroulI j her like moths around aflame,
Just now, however, their brightness
was under a cloud; for Mark Evcr&oti
and the tete-
H tete gbe hadfor sometime been an-
deavori ng to avoid was inevitable.
She was sorry to lose Mark’s friend¬
ship, and with a woman’s instict, she
, knew that , it must , , be all „ nothing . .
or
Irom . henceforth neiiceiorin with witn him mm, and anu with Wiin a a
newly-learned insight into her own
heart, she knew that she did not love
him. Her answet must be, “No.”
With all her tray, friendly ways,
she had not an atom of intentional
co, i" etr y " bout !, * >r ’ “" ,1 w,th a sud -
den resolution to end this suspense,
she tartied toward him.
“Well, Mark,” she said, gently,
“what is it you want to say to me?'’
“You must know without my tell¬
ing. Oh, Barbura! it is your own
sweet self I want! 1 have been as
true to you as the needle is to the
pele since the time when, a little boy
and girl, we used to go nutting to¬
gether.”
“Poor Mark! I ain sorry.”
There was no mistaking the ex¬
pression ot the soft brown eyes.
Genuine pity was in them for the pain
g' i9 was causitur, n but no love,
“Don’t, Barbara! I can’t bear it;
me a chance before J you say * a
decided ‘No.’ I’ll do things for you
no one ever did before, if you’ll only
promise to try and love me.”
Just then a young man rode by
on a powerful black horse. Mark
saw a sudden change pass over Bar-
i nra’s face. Turning, he saw, with a
itter pain tugging at his heart-
trings, . that the of the girl
eves he
loved were resting'on the stranger’s
face with a rant, lingering expression
‘
. them, . which , . , , ,
,n bad never irradiated .
Mm, Md-time, faithful
friend.
There was no mistaking the an¬
swering looking in the eyes of the
equestrian, as, bowing low, he rode
lingeringly by, turning, ever and
.non, to smile at th. fa.r face which
Mark knew now' was not be th "light
of his home.
“So it is that stranger whom you
love! You need not deny it,” he
said, almost fiercely. “I saw it in
your eyes.”
Barbara answered, proudly:
“I do not wish to deny it.” Then,
with a sudden change of manner, she
held out her hand. “I love him as 1
love my life, and have promised to
marry him; but, dear old Mark, let
us be friends, for the sake of the
pleasant days of our happy childhood.
Be my brother, Mark!”
Mark hesitated; but could not re :
sist the pleading wistfulness of tbe
eyes, whose brightness shone through
a mist, which suggested that tears
were not faraway. He took the soft,
little hand in his great brown palm,
hardened by manly toil.
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“I will be your friend, Barbara,
I cannot .-ee you and be in your
as I have been. I could not
bear it. I shall sell the farm, and
leave the place.”
“No, Mark, you need not do that
to avoid seeing me; for we ate to be
married nex week, ami—and 1 shall
with him.”
Mark looked at her in pained sur¬
prise, as. blushmgly and hestatingly,
she told him this, overcoming her
maidenly shyness and reserve so that
the honest heart, whose friendship
she coveted, need not drive its owner
to take a rash step which might mar
his whole future.
u Goinfr away so soon, and with a
»erfect stranger? Oh, little Barbara!
what do you know of him? He may
lie a fraud, for aught you can tell.”
A sudden anger flamed up in the
girl’s
“I know this, Mark; I love him,
and it is cruel in you to make such a
suggestion
“He brought letters to auntie. His
mother waa an old friend of hers.
Dont be worrie J, dear old Mark. He
is good as gold. 1 would stake my
life on it.”
Mark sighed heavily and turned
away. The joy of the afternoon had
gone from him, and another hour
found him on his way home.
He did not see Barbaaa again until
long after her marriage, though her
wedding was quite an event »n the
quiet neighborhood, for the friends
and neighbors were invited for miles
around; but poor, heart-sick Mark
staid away.
For weeks after the beauty and
happiness of the bride was the vil¬
lage gossip, and Mark heard it talked
over until he felt as though he must
cry out in his agony.
Several years passed by, during
which Mark led a lonely life. His
disappoinmeut, while not souring his
kindly nature, had made him indiffer¬
ent to social pleasures. But after a
time his uncle Clifton moved with his
family into the village. He had a
number of daughters—pleasant, live¬
ly girls—and it was not long until
they drew Mark “out of his shell,”as
they called it. He grew to enjoy
tl.oir merry chatter, and found his way
to their home quite often. One of
the cousins had formed a friendship
with a young girl named Allice Mar-
ton while away at school. It had
proved more lasting than the ordinary
liking between two school mates, and
she was to spend the summer in
Groveland.
She was a gentle little thing,
whose shy blushes at the most trivial
word addressed her by Mark at first
amused him greatly. He tried to
draw her out, and in doing so found,
after a time, that the pain of the old
wound had gone forever. Little
Alice, with her childish ways, had
b ' ught peace and happiness into the
teari once so filled with the image of
the lost Barbara,
From the first Mark had seemed to
Alice all that was good and noble, so
his wooing was a speedy one, and in
a twelvemonth after their introduc-
tion Everson Farm hul a gentle lit-
tie mistress.
Comfort anti luxury joined har.ds
in beautifying the quaint old home-
stead, for the prosperous young farm¬
er bad plenty of money, and “Alice
must have pretty surrounding*,” he
thought, tenderly, “to make up for
m commonplace, work-a-day sort of a
or i j »i
It would not have done to say the
concluding clause aloud, however^ for
he well knew that the little woman
would not have changed him fora
king; and though ne considered him-
self sadly overrate 1 in her mind, it
was very sweet to *ave it so.
Barbara had fade 1 completely out
of the Groveland world. 1 he aunt
with whom she lived died suddenly
soon after her marriage, and all trace
of the village beauty seemed to have
vanished.
If Mark ever thought of her it was
to wonder at the poignancy of the old
sufferings. His wedded happiness
had been without a cloud to mar its
brightness. Alice as a matron bad
grown even more attractive than in
her girlhood. Care sat lightly on
her white forehead, and her soft, pink
cheeks seemed made for dimples to
play hide and seek in.
One evening Mark came home from
his weekly marketing expedition to
the neighboring town seeming
strangely thoughtful and troubled,
Alice noticed it, and, after a time, said:
“Hus anything gone wrong with
you to-day, Mark?”
He looked up in surprise,
“Why, little wife, what put that
into your head?”
**1 don’t know, I’m sure. Unless
it is that you seem so quiet and unlike
yourself.”
Mark thought a moment, then he
said:
“The truth is, Alice, I am sorry and
pained, but not for myself. Did you
ever hear any one speak of a girl
who was once the beauty of the vil¬
lage—Barbara Wildman?”
Alice had heard the whole story of
Mark’s infatuation and disappoint¬
ment, but she made no sign,
her heart gave a great throb at hear¬
ing the name from her husband’s lips.
“Why, what of her?” she asked,
quietly. t *
“I saw her to-day, and it made my
heart ache. She was the mere shadow
of what she was, and she is alone and
friendless. Think of it! Barbara
Wildman looking for employment!
Couldn’t we find a place for her, AI-
lie? She was a notable worker in
old times, and could help in the but¬
ter and cheese-making.”
Alice would rather have died than
let Mark see the deep pain his words
had caused her. The thought of his
first love domiciled in her house!
was like a dart aimed at her heart.
But she was too noble not to strive
against the unworthy feeling, and
soon as she could command her
she answered:
“Certainly, Mark. If it would
please you, bring her here. There
always room for an extra helper.”
So it was arranged. Barbara
A quiet, reserved woman—still beau-
tiful—- but not with the
brightness of old. Suffering and sor-
row had set its stamp upon her
broad forehead, and the great
eyes seemed looking away into some
unapproachable distance. Her
were shut so tightly together that
pretty, pouting curves which Mark
remembered so well had merged into
two straight, red lines, suggesting an
idea ef firmness which made her face
too severe looking to be attractive,
She went about her duties with apre-
occupied air, as though her thoughts
were far away; but they were faith-
fully performed. She made no effort
toward sociability. Alice at first re-
garded her with a mixture of feelings;
but she soon grew to feel only a sor¬
rowful pity for the lonely, unhappy
woman moving about in her sombre
black robes,
The Everson household was a
strangely happy one. Sometimes
Mark’s quick temper m?de him un-
reasonable and exacting, and hasty
words would escape lips;
Alice had I ys of
own that he could not resist. She
would go up to hitn aad thread her
fingers through his curly a’kiss; brown hair,
and put up her lips for so what
with some would have ended in a
quarrel invariably made Mark feel
that no one in the wide world bad
such a dear little wife as his own
“cross, surly self,” as he would meat'
NO. 38.
ally stigmatize himself,
Barbara, being constantly with
them, was often an unthought-of wit-
ness of these scenes, where a loving
word turned away wrath,
Once she disappeared suddenly,
and when, in a few moments. Alice
bad need of her services, and went to
her room to call her, she found her
kneeling by the bedside, sobbing con-
vulsively. Going to her, she put her
tender arms about her, and said, gent-
iy:
“Tell me your trouble, Barbara.
Perhaps it will make your heart ligbi-
er to speak of it.”
The woman raised her head and
looked wouderingly into the kiud,
sympathetic face for a moment. At
l5rst she made no answer, but rocked
herself to and fro, moaning to herstlf:
“I am unworthy, and God has pun¬
ished me.”
Alice caught the words, and said,
softly:
“If you have done wrong, and are
sorry for it. He who chastiseth the
children He loveth will also forgive.”
“Can He bring the dead to life f’
said Barbara, suddenly looking at
Alice with eyes that seemed to read
the very soul.
“It is past the time 'of miracles:
but He can bring healing to the af¬
flicted heart of the mourner.”
The woman’s dark eyes filled with
tears.
“There is no death like that of love,
and I have killed it in my husband’s
heart. He liates me! and I—I am
nlame. I see it all now. Had 1 been
like you, the gates of my paradise
would never have been shut upon me.
But I drove him from me with my
hateful, wicked temper, and the rest
of my life will be joyless and wretch¬
ed as it deserves to be.”
“While there is life there is hope,”
said Alice, solemnly. The words
came to her instinctively. She was
greatly surprised to learn that Bar¬
bara's husband still lived, as, judging
from her deep mourning, she thought
her widowed.
“Are you in earnest? Do you
really think what you say?” Bar¬
bara’s whole soul seemed concentrat¬
ed in her eager eyes, as she looked
at Mark’s wife. “You are an angel,
and I will believe what you say. It
is you who have taught me wherein
my wedded happiness was wrecked.
I should have given myhusbaud lov¬
ing words and caresses, instead of
anger and neglect. I would give ten
years of my life to see him, and tell
him of my lovo and repentance. But
it is too late.”
Thev were interrupted by a sudden
sound of hurrying footsteps. The
door opened and Mark entered, fol-
lowed by a stranger to Alice, but not
to Barbara ! She sprang forward
with a wild cry, and was caught to
his breast,
“Ob, Elmer, forgive, forgive!”
“My poor girl! It is I who should
plead to you for forgivness. Can you
let the past be as sealed book, and
begin our life over again!”
“Oh, so gladly—so joyfully! if you
only knew how I longed to see your
dear face sinco my wild flight away
from you—anywhere, I thought, so
as to relieve you of my unwelcome
presence.”
“And I, too, my poor darling! Life
has seemed a blank since I lost you!
| But, please God, nothing shall again
divide us.”
Explanations followed. Elmer
was wealthy; and in her
wild auger at some fancied neglect of
her handsome, worshipd husband,
Barbara had thought to punish him by
| leaving her elegant home, and going
away from him peniless.
j As she had told Alice, her temper
was, fiery and unreasonable, lts I
constantly friction bad worn upon EI-
rner until his fervent love bad appa-
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rently merged into indifference to¬
ward the wife whose beauty and
aright ways had first attracted him.
But natural absence had proved to
each how great was their love for one
another. Owing to the influence of
the example which Alice had uncon¬
sciously held before Barbara, all is
now peace and happiness with the re¬
united pair.
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THE AMERICAN SUNDAY-SCHOOL
UNION
INSTITUTED MAY, 1824,
Is bow seeking to gather the Children
already not cared for, into Sunday-
schools.
It does not wish to interfere with
any of the churches* work, but rather
to stimulate it.
ITS work is
1st. To organize a Sunday-school
in every community where there is
none.
2nd. To publish and circulate
moral and religious literature in every
part of our land, of such a high tone
and character that can give reasona¬
ble effence to none.
3rd. To assist in the improvement
of existing schools, by the sale, and
grants if needy, of books, papers and
all other Sunday-school supplies.
4th. To donate Bibles and Testa¬
ments in all npedy cases, whether to
churches, Sunday-schools or to indi¬
viduals.
Points to be remembered about the
American Sunday-school Union work:
1st. This great National Society,
was the pioneer society in organizing
Sunday-schools and in furnishing
moral and rel : glous reading for the
children and youth of our country.
2ud. Jt aims to unite all the people
in the study of the word of God, and
especially to reach all those unreach¬
ed by the ordinary church agencies,
and to lead them all to follow Jesus.
3rd. It does not wish to influence
any in their church relations, but it
aims to bring all to a knowledge of
Christ through the study of the Bible.
4th. It does not wish or desire to
have the control or management of
any Sunday-school, but leaves it en¬
tirely in the hands of its members to
choose the government by them deem¬
ed best. It only seeks to unite all
the people in tbe study of God s word.
5th. It seeks to stimulate Sunday*
school work in any way it can, by as¬
sisting all the needy schools, by vis-
iting and donating Bibles. Testa*
meats, books, papers and all other
Sunday-school supplies.
This work is acceptable, hopeful,
efficient, fruitful, enduring, economi¬
cal, and never more needful than
now, as there are still thousands of
chiHr***» in Georgia not enrolled, but
outside jf Sunday-scnools. We must
bring them in.
As the agent of this society for
Georgia, I shall be pleased to visit
any community in the State and wilt
be glad to assist in organizing a Sun¬
day-school or improving old ones,
and if needy giving them a grant of
Bibles, Testaments, books, palters or
any other Sunday-school supplies.
If any such school or place is
known to you please write to me
about it at once.
For Christ and His cause, for tbe
Bible and tbe Sabbath, for our laws,
our liberties and our country, let us
gather into Sunday-schools the chil¬
dren in Georgia. Remember Jesus
said “Feed mv lambs.”
Yours truly in this work far the
Master and Hia little ones. ,
Thomas W. Duwock,
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