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The various situations are described iu a masterly manner. A valuable addition to the fiction of the day. NUMBER 231 C0NTAMS “Kenyon's Wife » A new novel. By Lucy C. Lillie. A work bf crcat power that fascinates by its charm¬ .lift vividly simplicity, portrayed and in which the sornes are s<* that reader regrots when the end is reaoeed. TOCCOA HOTEL, P. _ A m _ J. SHERLEY, Fropietor. , I affords. Pohtertiid attentive servants in attendance. I will furnish good f*«tard at ten dollars per month. Parties wishing to sendtheir children to school cannot do hanto see £e before getting board elsewhere % OCCOA NEWS 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 _ Devoted to News, Politics, Agriculture and General Progress. TOCCOA, GA., MAY •-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 JOB OFF ICE We are Prepared to Print 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.