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VOL. XIV.
THE DEVIL AND THE LAWYER.
The Devil crime to the earth one day,
And into the court house he went his way,
Just ns an attorney with very grave face,
Was preparing to argue the points in the case.
Now a lawyer his Majesty never had seen,
For to his dominions none ever had t>* en.
And felt very anxious the reaso i to know,
Why none had been s nt to the regions below .
’Tarns the fault of liis agents, his Majesty
That thought. of
none t he lawyers had ever been caught
And for his own pleasure lie felt a desire,
To come to the earth and the reason inquire.
Well, the lawyer who rose with visage »<>
Made grave.
o it hi* opponent a con«umate knave,
And the De il was really greatly amused
To hear the attorney so much abused.
But ns soon ”s the speaker had come to close,
The counsel opposing then fiercely arose.
And lie heaped such abuse on theheud of the
lirst,
That made him a villian of all men the worst.
Thus thev quarreled, contended and argued
’Twas so long,
hard 10 determine which of them was
And wrong,
conciuuing the fu*s, he’d heard quite enough of
Old N ; ck turned away and soliloquized thus:
“If all they have said of each other be true,
The Devil has surety been robbed of Ins due;
But I’m sat sfied, now i:’u all very well—
For these lawyers would ruin the morals
hell.
“They’ve puzzled the court with their villain¬
ous cavil.
And I’m free to confess they have puzzled the
I)e\ il:
My agents are r'ght to let the lawyers alone;
If I had them they’d swindle me out of my
throne.”
AN OLD LOVE REVIVED.
BY CIIARI.OTTK M. STANLEY.
“f must be firm,” said Mr. Sterne
to himself, as lie swung wide the
gate of Mrs. Eldon’s pretty garden
and passed along the trimly kept
path to the house door. “This laxity
. , business . . .
in not to be tolerated .
is at
all. If I had not been called away
to Europe just as I was, and left
Harry to collect the rents for me,
Mrs. Eldon would never have got
into debt for three months’ rent—
that’s certain!” he said, as his pull a
the door-bell sent a tinkling .... sum¬
mons through the quiet house.
“She paid her rent regularly enough
during the first three months when
0 ] ( ] J 0 „ e s did the collecting. It’s
some nonsense on Harry , s part, of
course. But Mrs. Eldon won’t fine
it _ fool with me.—Ah!”
so easy to as
The . door , , ...
opened and a neat . little ,
maiden courtesied to. him prettily.
“Give rny card to your mistress, my
dear.”
The girl showed him into a little
parlor, , fresh , and cool, , xvhere , the .
blinds were closely drawn, to exclude
the too intense rays of the August
sun. It seemed almost like pitch
darkness to him a at first, coming in
out of the broad glare of a summer
noon.
He made his way to the window and
sat down, peering through the green
sereen of leaves into the sunlit gard¬
en beyond.
“Pleasant and cool here,” he mut¬
tered, ‘but dark as Erebus. I wonder
if it would be treason to open the
blinds”
1More he ha ' 1 time to doci,le . the
door opened instead, and he arose, as
a fair young girl entered and came
s uick, y snd confidi "s | .y. »<>«»«> him -
It was she who had come out of the
bright light now, and the soft green
twilight deceived her. The card had
borne her lover’s name, Mr. H. Sterne;
she “* * ">*" *** odin S ne,r * he the
window, It was Harrv of course,
and she went towards him gladly, and
placed her hand in his.
“Dear Harry, l’tn so glad you’ve
come!” she said impulsively, not stop¬
ping at first to wander at the absence
of his usual welcoming embrace.
“I’m in such trouble! Your uncle
will never consent to our marriage
Mamma will not hear of it
either. The lawsuit is lost, dear; has
been decided against os, and 1 shall
be quite, quite Jienniless!”
She sat down and burst into tears,
covering her face with her little white
hands, and never suspecting r her own
mistake. f The ^ astonished . visitor, . . mean-
• down , ,
w " I ‘ e , gazing upon ber uneasily _
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•-perfectly comprehending the odd
situation, but quite at a loss how to be-
have in it—took, with sudden sympa-
thy for ber distress, one of the pretty
lands within his own, sat down be-
Hide her, and murmured ,, bewilderedly , tJ „
—“Penniless ?”
“Ves,” she sobhed, turning instinct-
ively at the sypathetic touch, and
nothing doubting that it was her lov-
er’s shoulder against which she laid
her golden head. “Yes, penniless,
You know it was upon that money
chat we depended for everything,
Even the rent we owe to your uncle,
who, I hear, has returned from Eu-
rope, and who will not be so lenient,
■iear, as you are—even that the law-
suit was to have supplied. Not but
vvhat we will raise that, some way—
f necessary, by the sale of thefurni-
ture;—but you and 1 Harry, had bet-
ter never have met, for we never can
>e married now!”
And she clung to him, quite over-
come by he.-grief, and sobbed against
his breast.
Here was an odd predicta ment, truly,
for a staid gentleman of forty-five,
who had rone out to collect arrears
of rent, in the firmest and business-
like way, and w 10 found himself,
stead without any premeditation on
his own part, engaged in embracing
and consoling the youngest and pret-
iest of his tenants! And she was so
young—and so pretty—that not to
•sympathize was impossible.
“Upon my soul; I don’t wander at
Harry after all!” Mas Mr. Sterne’s
mental confession. And for the life
•f him he couldn’t help caressing her
air, bowed head, and murmuring
soothingly:
“There, there, dear—there!”
When her sobs had abated a little
she went on:
“I know, now, why mamma oppos¬
ed our—our love, so resolutely at first
—why she afterwrrds forbade you to
ay a word to your encle. until this
matter should be settled, and then
only promised her consent to our mar-
riage on condition that the money
came to me;—I’ll tell you why.Har-
ry.”
A quick misgiving as to his right
to receive a confidence evidently in¬
tended for his nephew’s ear, sprang
up in Mr. Sterne’s mind; but interest
i.i the little romance he had so inno-
<'<”;% discovered, natural curiosity as
*<> its true aspects and circumstances,
a serious conviction of his own right
to be informed upon a subject so itn-
portant to Harry-all kept him silent;
while his unconsciouscotupanion went
rapidly on:
“Mamma will be down directly;
let me tell you before she comes.
Long ago, Harry—oh, twenty years
ago, four years before I was born—
mamma was a young girl, engaged to
onewhom she dearly loved, but not to
rny f father, whom she eventually
married. This young lover of hers
went to San Francisco, it seems, to be
absent one year; with the understand-
ing that, upon his return, they should
be married. All at once he ceased
writing, and—be never returned.
Three years she waited—poor mam-
ma!—loving him m spite of his cru-
and then ®° me rumor °* en
gagement to another- reached her
ears. So the end of it was she mar-
r5eri P a P a > who bad loved her long
and well, and has never seen her false
lover’s face again in all these years.
And now comes the strange part of
the story, Harry—that false and cruel
lover was your uncle, Mr. Sterne!”
She lifted her head from his bosom
as she spoke those last words, and
looked up into his face; her eyes had
grown accustomed, now, to the dim
light; in one glance she realized her
own error.
She uttered a shriek of genuine
terror, and sprang from* her place at
bis side.
-Oh, Heaven!” she cried. -What
have I said? what have I done? Who
are you, sir? How dare you so de-
ceive me V*
And with one quick movement she
sprang past him and flung wide the
blinds, admitting a flood of golden
light into the room by the
at the same moment that a lady —
clad in widow’s morning, but still
young and fair entered it hurriedly
by the door.
“What is the matter?” she cried,
advancing nervously. “Rosa, 1
thought I heard you scream. What
is—” Then she saw the pale,agitated
face of the man, who advanced • one
ste p to meet her, and she recoiled
with a sudden sense of shock. “Oh!”
she breathed, low and tremblingly,
“Harry Sterne! Do we meet again,
at last!”
“Alice!” he cried; and then, some¬
how, Mrs. Eldon had sunk weeping
into a chair, and her long lost lover
was on his knees beside her, while
Roza—love-taught, and seeing intui-
tively' h ow matters stood—stole si-
lently away and left her elders to
their own devices.
“And you are Mrs. Eldon—not Mrs.
Clare?” he said presently. “How
could that mistake arise? I saw the
notice of your marriage to John
Clare, Alice; saw it, without a word
of preparation or warning, and it,
without a word of preparation or
warning, and it nearly killed me. I
cursed you for your taeachery and de-
eeit, while I scorned you too much
even to reproach you. It you wrote
me as your daughter says, your let-
ters never reached my hands, for I
left San Francisco as soon as I heard
the news that wrecked the happiness
of mv life for ever. For ever, Alice,
for I have never married!”
His old-time love laid her fair hand
upon his lips.
“Hush, Harry', hush! The child
knows only half our story, I could
no t tell her that which would cast a
shadow on her dead father’s memory,
James Eldon loved me too—too well,
too selfishly. On his death bed, three
years ago, he told me all—and im¬
plored forgiveness of us both, if I
should live to meet yor. I ask it for
him now!” she fell upon her knees be¬
fore him—“Harry, forgive the dead!”
He raised her—caught her quickly
to his breast.
“The plot was his?” he cried. “And
Jobn Clare?”
“My cousin Alice married him,”
ghe gaid> « James substituted iny
name for hers in the paper and sent
the notice to you. James told me,
long afterwards, of your approaching
marriage; he brought me letters that
confirmed the news—but, Harry—he
j s dead!”
“And you?” He held her closely
to his breast; his ey r es devoured her
s till lovely face with yearning eager-
ness. “James is dead, as you say;
Jet the dead rest, but you, Alice—
y Qll s till love me?”
ghe drew herself gently from his
arms.
“I loved you m past years,” she
said. “You know that—but now, do
y 0U desire to revive the past again?”
“Yes, yes, if it be possible. ‘The
tenderest love in the world,’ they say,
q s an 0 ld love revived.’ I have been
faithful, Alice. Shall both love and
faith be vain?”
“I am poor,” she murmured, with
downcast eyes. “Even my child’s
fortune is lost, and—she loves your
nephew.”
“I know it. God bless them both,
They shall marry, Alice. I can se*
cure their happiness, but mine is in
your hands. VYhat will yon do with
it?”
She nestled to his breast as Rosa
had a little while ago, and smiled half
shyly up into his eyes.
“"W hat brought you here to-day?
NO. 42.
Was it to collect ,o ,r rent? 1 in
your debt, my dear old lover.”
He kissed her lips. “You can pay
me y° ur debt, and more,” he whis-
pereil. “Will you, Alice?”
And, as a double wedding took
place but three months later, it is to
be supposed that Alice answered
“Yes,” —while judging by the calm e'lder
unchanwinw happiness of the
pair, it would seem that the old sav¬
ing is a true one, and that “the tender-
est love in all the world is an old love
revived.”
Hho Heroism of the Wife ol Gen.
George E. Pickett.
From a Washington Letter tithe Baltimore
American.
The recent recovery, in this city,
from a severe illness of the widow of
the late Gen. George E. Pickett, re¬
calls one of the most interesting sto¬
ries that comes nack to us from the
war. Its chief interest is her unflag¬
ging devotion to her husband in all
the hours of his hardship and danger.
Privation, sickness or suffering of any
kind only served to bring out more
beatifully her heroic and womanly
nature. During the closing y’ear of
the war she followed him on the bat¬
tlefields, lived under the canvas, and
went through camp lifelike a soldier,
being repeatedly under fire and ma¬
king narrow escapes, yet still remain¬
ing faithfully by his side. When she
married him she was but 15 years of
age, beautiful in face and form, gifted
in intellect and gentle in nature. She
was, too, a perfect and fearless rider.
When the war was over an effort was
made to take from Gen. Pickett the
priviles give him by the Grant Lee
cartel, and they went to Canada.
There they had no trieuds, no money,
and no prospect of either, with young
child to care for. But her brave na¬
ture never faltered. With that in¬
domitable courage which never de¬
serted her, and aided by' her superior
education, she obtained a professor¬
ship in the belles-letters, and took
care of tlie family' until Gen. Grant
insisted that the cartel should be kept,
and they once more returned to their
home. Gen. Grant then tendered
Gen. Pickett the position of Marsha
of Virginia, but he accepted a posi¬
tion in an insurance company, with a
handsome salary attached. Though
all, then, seemed bright, the worst
sorrow was yet to come. In a few
years Gen. Pickett died, and she was
left to her own resources. It was
then that her helpless condition arous¬
ed the sympathy of the South, and a
subscription was started for her, head¬
ed with $8,000 by one State. She
firmly declined to receive this, upon
hearing of it, and shortly afterwards
secured a small government position ,
sufficient to support herself and fam¬
ily'. Among her friends and visitors
here are some of the leading society
and official people, whom she occas¬
ionally entertains in a modest but
dignified way.
LITTLE BIRDIE,
“It ain’t ev’rybody I’d trust my lit¬
tle gal to,” said old farmer Skinner
to the love lorn young granger who
had become enamored with Miss Sally
Skinner, and wished to carry her from
the loving care and shelter of the
home nest. The “little gal,” who
was five feet eleven inches tall in her
bare feet (as she was at that moment)
hid her happy, blushing face on the
dear, fond old father’s shoulder, and
wept happy tears, as he said to the
deeply moved lover:
“Yon must take good keer of my
wee hirdling, Jack. Rickolect that
she’s been raised kind o’ tender like,
Two acres a day is all I ever ask
to plow, and a acre of corn a day
all she’s used to hoeing. She kin do
light work, sich as making rail fences
and digging post holes, and burning
brush, and ail that, but ain’t used
TOCCOA NEWS
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LETTER HEADS,
BILL HEADS,
NOTE HEADS,
STATEMENTS
CIRCULARS.
LAND DEEDS,
MORTGAGE NOTE
MARRIAGE LICENSE, &C.
regular farm work, and you mustn't
ask to. much of her. It's hard for
her old dad to give his little sunshine
up. He’ll have tosplit liisown cord-
wood and dig 1,is own ’totem now.
But go, birdie, and be happy.”
SHE WAS A GOOD GIRL.
A proud father living in Arkansas
applied by letter for a position for his
daughter as teacher in a public school,
and in his letter of application ho
wrote, with real parental pride, as foU
lows :
‘I have an idee that my Kit is the
very gal yooe lookin’ for. She’s the
stuates gal in forty states. She’s aix
feet tall and weighs 190 pounds in
her bare feet. She can take her old
shot-gun and hit the bull’s eye every
crack forty rods. She turned over
twenty-five acres of prary* sod with a
wold ox-team herself last spring, and
she kin take the wildest colt living
and break it to harness in three days.
I’ve got an old ste* r that hooks like
sixty and is a holy terror to the
neighborhood, and they’ ain t nothing
Kit likes better than to twist that crit¬
ter's Uil jest fer fun ; and when he
turns and comes at her she jest lets
him have a left hander *twcen the
eyes with her fist, and biings him to
his knees every pop,
'.She kin throw a yearlin’ calf three
rods by the tail with one had, and I’ll
agree that she kin lick any four boy*
in your scholl in two minutes, with
one hand tied behind. £*he kin jump
over a ten rail fence and run a mile
in seyen minutes. She kin sing bass,
and they ain’t anything about hog
killing Kit don’t know. I’d miss her
awfully at butcherin’ time. She could
teach the boys more about pitching
horseshoes than they ever dremp of
before. 1 tell you she’s the teacher
you want.’
- — —--
A Main© Stage Driver.
A large number of stsge lines radD
ate from Skowhegan. The longest
route is from Skowhegan to the Fork®,
fifty miles. Irving Young, who drives
it is the best whip in Maine.
Young used to be a river-driver.
He is six feet three Inches high, about
fifty years old, a rough, weather-beat-*
en fellow with a sledge-hammer fist
and a soft heart. He is noted for his
wonderful aim with a whip lash and
ror his happy way of managing the
the loads of half-drunken log drivers
tint he sometimes carries in the
spring and fall. You would as soon
think of a Texas cowboy distributing
tracts as of tins tough stager 3dopt-
ing a rooial code for bis passengers;
but he has one, nevertheless, and suf¬
fers no violations of it. He forbids
all ptofane and indecent language on
his stage, and the river-drivers have
to mind the rule when they are aboard,
Td just as lief my wife would ride
to the Folks on his stage as not, no
matter how rough a crowd he might
have on,’ said a Skowhegan admirer
of Try’ to the writer. Young used to
have a row with his passengers once
in a while, but his reputation is now
so well established that he seldom has
any trouble.
An incident that occured a few
years ago illustrates his control over
brawlers A crew of them rode with
him and became to noisy. When he
remonstrated they grew saucy and
seemed indisposed to mind him. Afur
very little talk he pulled up and
jumped down from the box.
•Gentlemen/ said be with, mock
respect, ’I thought I was the driver
of this stage, but I find I’ve got to see
whether I am or not I go in for let*
ting the best man drive.' He pull off
his coat and added: ‘Im^ ready to
take you one at a time and see wLo
is the best man.’
‘You're the best man, Irv/
*Oh. go ahtad and drive, Irv/
This was all the fellows said in an-
surer to bis challenge* He gathered
up the reins and had no more trouble
with his crew.