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ATHBNB, O A., SUN DAY tfORNINO. NOVEMBER 29,1892.
“Wiiena inistress is buried, that ought
to end the affair." said Rose, decidedly.
“Bat often, even when I am here, I
find him sitting before that plaster cast, 1 *
said Marierte, snliealv.
“Oh. it's perfectly platonic," laughed
Ernest.
“Mf said Rose; “yon don't object
to a piaster rival, do you/ 1
“To the health of Mina,'' cried Ernest.
Charles looked np quickly. These
jibes cat him to the heart.
“Mina was a good girl," he said.
“That remains to be seen,” cried Atari-
ette; “1 am a good girl, too, am 1 not?*
“Ton will be when yon are dead,"
mocked Ernest.
“Charles." said Marietta, “confess that
yon lore Mina still I"
“No; I do not!"
“More than yon love me!**
“No, ne! I love yon.”
“Very well, then prove it There is
that horrid sknll that yon keep as a
sacred relic. I've seen it grinning up
there long enough. Let ns nuke the
punch in it!"
• “Ah, that's an original idea!" cried
Ernest. “Mariette, yon have the imag
ination of a poet."
“So be it then," said Charles, and
rising be placed the skull in the middle
of the table.
“lam the one to light it," said Mari
ette triumphantly, pooling the liquor
into this ghastly cap.
Suddenly top punch was afire, the
tongues of blue flame mixing amorously
with the smoke cf the cigars. An odor
deadly and mephitic exhaled from the
skull. Phosphorescent flames rose and
fell in strange colors of decay, and the
smoke rose in pnrple spirals into the air.
Charles frit a shiver clutch him in its
cold fingers from head to foot. Mariette
showed her teeth in the horrible joy of
a secured vengeance. The rain fell
heavily outside, the windows shook.
Little by Httle drunkenness overcame
these ribald beings who jested with the
sacred mysteries oi death. Then Mariette
began to sing a song composed by
Charles for Mina, mockingly begging
him not to weep.
As Charles beard the words of the
song chanted in her pitiless voice, his
heart beat fast, something ton in his
throat, his voice failed and his head fell
heavily forward upon the table. His
sudden movement overturned the skull,
and the horning brandy touched toe
thin folds ef Marietta's dress. Her awful
cry of terror was lost in toe flames
which enveloped her.
Charles remained in a delirious con
dition. Idiotic cries buret from his lips,
and in spite of himself, he rested his
eyes upon the mask of plaster, whose
eyes remained fixed upon his with a
steady persistence that held his own.
He began to repeat the woods of his
early love and those of Minx when she
was happy with him, and finally those
that she had uttered when she felt the
end of all their happiness approaching:
liicb oa thv peak h saow—
C«t t :<• that bokU the viator days
Tinkle their beds as thar so-
Oat of a thick reU drain to save
ON THS OVAL
Atxaxta, Ga., Nov. 26.— [Spcis'.]—
Twenty-six to nothing—just think of it.
North Carolina has given that famous
Virginia team the cleanest goose egg
yon ever aaw. And Virginia wasn't
blotting either. Far from it, (she put
np the finest team and the hardest light
that she ever did. bat North Carolina
fairly outclassed her at every point.
Virginia has beaten toe Tar Heel
boys once this yetr, and by law she is
the champion of the South, hat this
championship is in name only, for there
can be no doubt bat that North Caro
lina has toe strongest and moat scien
tific team this side of Mason and Dikon’s
line.
The trophy for the victors was a moat
elegant cut-class punch bowl offered by
the Atlanta Athletic Association, and
presented to the Carolina boys by their
sponsor, Miss Cornelia Jackmu, Miss
Re hie Lowe, of Atlanta, wore the col
on for old Virginia, and when she was
introduced by Mr. J. W. English to
the defeated gladiators, she received an
ovation just as hearty and foil
of enthusiasm as that which greeted
Mias Jackson.
The team did not wait long to chris
ten that lovely bo»L Mr. Hoke Smith
gave tbe two teams an elegant recep
tion at bis home last eight, and oat of
that lovely trophy came comfort to the
vanquished heart as well as increasing
joy to the happy victors.
Bat, the game—It was immense—
Virginia wins toes and takes balL North
Carolina chooses South god. Heavens
cloudy, but neither wind nor rain.
Ground in splendid condition. Virgin
ia forms a V and dashes into Carolina’s
rushers, gain a yarns then they buck
the centre, but failing to make suffi
cient gains they lose the ball to Caro
lina. The tariieeU start off badly, los
ing 7 yards on a fumble. Virginia
tries end ran, but Carolina breaks
through and Virginia loees 8 yards.
North Carolina « cares ball and carri-s
it 5 then 20 yards towards Virginia’s
goal. Virginia is frightened and is
fighting hard. North Carolina, after
several short bucks, gives ball toBaske-
ville who kicks 30 yards Parker re
turns ball 10 yards bef- re be iac’nw*»d.
Virginia again loses bail ty insufficient
gaiu. Xortk Carolina makes rp rung
between gu'rJ end tackle and Hoke
goes tl rough fer 10 yards Devins
makes left eaa run of 5 yards. Hoke
well guarded by blockers goes around
the end and scores the first touch do*n
after 15 minutes pby. Barnrrd kicks
gosl, mxre'6 to 0 in favor if North Car
olina.
Virginia forms V making 10 yards,
bucks twic« but no gain. Parker kicks
20 yard* la 1 goir g to Hoke who is held.
North Carolina by successive rashes
carries ball 35 yards before losing it to
Virginia.
Virginia cannot gain ground either
, tbros-gb cert re or ar mod e-sd so sends
it to Parker for a kick The ball goes
towards North Carolina’s goal for 35
yards. Bamaid receives it and tuns 10
yards, then kicks it 10. Va fumbles
■ and Ninth Carolira gets ball Tbe
i Tarheels make fear rushes, getting 33
t yards. She is now within 2 yards of
Virginia’s goal. Devins is forced over
■ tbe line for 2d touch down. Birnaid
> kicks goal, ttooie, 12 to 0.
limb, tbe looked again.
“My God!" she faltered. “Are I
dreamin? Sorely it can’t be—'nd yet I
must believe my own eyes."
Acting under a new impulse she turned
and fled along the trail leading to tto
still. Arrived there she found tbe place
silent and deserted. There was no fire
in the furnace and nothing to be beard
but the cries of toe whippoorwills upon
the mountain side.
Full of painful forebodings she re
traced her steps and once more crouched
beneath the peddler's window. There
she waited until her limbs became
cramped and the night air dulled her to
the bone. •*
“1 might as well lie down again," she
thought. “I reckon ancle's gooe down
the valley, for be lowed today as he'd
have to go after coffee right away. I
could wake the man up, but somehow I
dassn't. He might think 1 was toward."
But a second trial of tbe bed was no
better than tbe first. The peddler’s
heavy breathing was ever in her earn,
and her thoughts reverted constantly to
the sense of peril that vaguely, yet per
sistently kept her upon the tenterhooks
of anxiety.
“I wish mornin would come,” she
said for the hundredth tone. “Lord,
what a meeting there!I be then!"
Tbe sound of a stealthy footfall upon
the gravel without brought her to a sit
ting position at once. Her heart beat
A SACRIFICE.
yocu go that in Shreve-
tfeerate of fifty a day.
.fate is greater. The
llito faia face, hoping by
nr discourage his going.
K, mistis;! spec* hit’s
f route to hebfain by
i|ir by dis plantashin.
dfi, mistis, lease de big
wander’s wide opei
f in. Laved, Rachel’s r-r
Charles Harcourt was one of the most
Intrepid habitues of the Chatteau Rouge
and La Grande Chamniere; in fact of
all these choreographic establishments
which the Parisian grisette visits regu-
larlyin order to lose her heart—and not 1
infrequently her rosy cheeks and the
fredmess of her youth.
Harcourt pretended to study medicine,
ami it was among these pretty girls—
sellers of flowers, embroiderers of linen,
and painters’models—that he managed
to forget tbe terrors at the hospital and
.he scenes <.•' the surgical amphitheater.
Charles Harcourt had just arrived at
the time of life when a soft down shows
on the lip, when love knocks at the
breast, and when the heart resembles a
lusty tree, full of rigor, from which has
fallen as yet neither leaf nor fruit.
The trombones of the orchestra roar,
like thunder on a stormy sea; the vio
lins scream like sea gulls above the
waves: the music rolls and growls like
some hungry beast. All is confusion.
White shoulders and gold lace gleam
through the heavy air. Tbe innocent
and tbe guilty dance together in the
same delirious motion.
While the daneers turn and whirl,
advancing wildly and as wildly retreat
ing, far in a corner sits a slender girl
watching the dance with an air of sad
ness. Her mournful eyes follow the
crazy motions of the crowd with aston
ishment, and a light sigh moves the
folds of mull on her breast.
In the midst of this indescribable
confusion, this pellmell of figures and
voices, appears that of a handsome bay
of twenty-two, remarkable for his vivac
ity and the boldness of his speech and
gesture. Finally, when the violins have
ended their agonizing cries and toe
lamps are dying before the oncoming
daylight, this boy, whom his friends sa
lute as Harcourt, leaves the ball, a new
conquest upon Lis arm—it is tbe slender
brunette of the corner.
Charles Harcourt appeared no more
at the balls of the Latin quarter, but
spent his days at L'Ecole de Medicine,
passing his first examinations with dis
tinction. In one of those fascinating
little houses—such are fieranger pre
tends to hare inhabited at twenty—
Charles made his home, guarding jeal
ously tbe dangerous happDx'ss at a
union contracted without the help of
le maire and which is called morganatic
to avoid the use of a less delicate phrase.
His conquest of the ball was named
Mina. She was a good and affectionate
child, and in spite of the anacreontic
quadrilles at the Latin quarter, she was
innocent. She bad kept her heart in
tact. It v. as her sole economy. Charles
and Mina loved one another like" two of
La Fontaine's doves. Bat Mina was a
consumptive, and Charles read with af
fright the death of his happiness in the
, paling face of Mi beloved.
His care of her was untiring; bat this
implacable malady' never releases, and
soon in a kiss Charles received his inis-
. tress’s last sigh. Mina died in the hos
pital; her long illness haring exhausted
their feeble resources, and Charles bad
! the cruel courage to deliver the body of
his beloved to the investigations of the
I pathologist. He wished to pursue, even
l in toe flesh, this rival who had killed
her. He made use of a cynical usage to
preserve the sknlL This, with a plaster
. mask molded upon the emaciated body
. at toe dead girl, was all that remained
tO
Mina's loss affected Charles protomd-
, Jy. Out of a character frivolous and
' caniess. devoted only to coarse pleas
. ores, had grown a deep and serious love.
t This honest and generons affection had
stifled toe germs of eviL Mina dead,
[ he was seized as by a vertigo, and M
. plunged into the abyss. He found him
, self face to face with evil, and threw to
' this monster the rest of his youth.
Hi this ocean of false pleasures the re
membrance of Mina was drowned, and
a petulant little grisette called Marietta
t took her place. One night in November
> Mariette and one of her friends, Charles,
i and one of his companions were together
t in a little house on the Rue Gres. The
3 night was cold and sinister; masses of
. heavy doods were driven across a gray
s sky, the moon showed her mounfnl face
t only at intervals, sodden showers beat
p upon the windows, and the wind howled
i at toe cracks.
i- These four young people drank and
; sang, unaffected by the storm and their
1 strange environment. It was the strange
f medley of the student’s life that showed
e in toe small room—here signs of work,
t- and there the broken bottles of a drink
ing bout. A small table held a dried
r tibia, a pfle of medical works, some
f empty wine bottles and some articles of
►- the toilet. There, too, was toe plaster
t cast of the dead Mina, a figure slender
A PEDDLER’S PERIL
ran sunk behind the western
c .ar-tain peaks, anil the short twilight
c ; southern latitudes came on apace.
(fy: .i time the man of the house came
He was tall and thin. Two ferret-
■ : t- -yes gleamed sharply upon tbe ped-
jl«r fr tn amid a shaggy tangle of white
L.t:ran«I beard. N
he placed his lonjf rifle in a rack over
u. door, unslang pis shot punch mml
'L*a seated himselffnd gazed gloomily
i D to the hr*, witootil vouchsafing either
a erecting to the atStinger or a word to
his own family. N%, passing by. whis-
p-r-d to the peddles*
••Don't ye rnitul tsqele; he's got one of
his bud spells on now, bat if he ain't
b thered it’ll pass off by and by."
The peddler nodded, and began a talc
concerning one of his adventures in
Texas. He was soon interrupted by
Aunt Viney.
" said she. “Wo
the pretty blond, tossing aside “Hero
Worship." “Who eVer knew a live
hero?* die laughingly asked.
“L” promptly answered Mrs. Gray.
•“How delightful! Do tell ns about
him; who was he"
“The only true heroism that ever came
under my immediate notice," said the
little woman, “was displayed by s hero
of ebon fane—a strong young Hercules,
who, though rough and untaught, pos
sessed a grand nature."
“Yes," assented toe sentimental ma
jor. “Often among the humblest flow
ers we find the rarest odors."
“And,” resumed Mrs. Gray, “among
the boxy workers, with hardened Viand*
and toil stained faces, we find great
hearts. Daring toe late war," she con
tinued, “my father and brother were in
toe army, and the overseer being drafted
into service my mother, my sister and
myself were compelled to leave our
beautiful home in the city and go up
the river to the plantation to manage
as best we could the affaire of that place.
“Our people were trustworthy end
kind, so we had but little trouble. A
few weeks after our arrival at toe plan
tation our hearts were saddened by the
death of a much loved servant. Rachel
was her name. She had nursed my
mother’s older children, and we were all
very much attached to her. Rachel
died suddenly, iff heart trouble, the phy
sician said, and hex little children were
cared for by a good old granny. Albert,
the husband of Bached; was a field-
hand and a reliable man."
“Of what time do you speak!”
“This was in the spring of IBM. The
tranxmissisidppt department was under
the command of the Confederate General
E. Kirby Smith. The struggle east cf
the Mississippi river had drawn from ns
the chivalry cf the great southwest; toe
sons of Arkansas, Mississippi, Louisiana
and Texas were scattered from Gettys
burg to Vicksburg, and a diminished
force composed of the fathers and bus-
bands was left to meet the gathering foe
that threatened, with General Steele at
Little Rock, and General Banks at Alex
andria, La. The conscript bureau had
gleaned the fields of toe last of the
“Si: up. stranger,
r.uin't got much to eat, bat such as it i
jva're welcome."
The old Tiutn ate his supper in solemn
silence. after which he took his hat and
abruptly left the eabin. Aunt Viney
aaw S: to explain.
Mose, my old man. hain't been ex
actly like hisself since the revenue men
carried his son John off five year agn
la.-: April.”
•• 'Sniiin I s'posef
• Yes, 'nd top of that he abut one of
Vm while they were tryin to take him.
cd they put him in pen’tensh’ry at
Nashville for ten year."
The peddler remained silent for a mo-
neat or two. But when tbe dishes were
m ashed and put away he again enter
uinedthe two women by relating sun
drv reminiscences of his own career, and
kso describing the wonders of certain
great cities Le bad visited.
After awhile Moee again stalked si
>ntly in took a seat in a far comer
While the peddler talked be continued
v, eye Htn closely, as if suspicious tba
the stranger was sot just what b*
should be.
••Speakin of the telephone." continue*:
the peddler, “some folks in these morn:
heard nothing of our men; then one ran
away from Shreveport and came home
more dead than alive. Of the hundred
who had gone from our plantation twen
ty-two had died. Albert had been de
tailed on hospital duty, and before an
other month had passed he, too, had
given up the burden of life. Good,
faithful Alberti Though he lives neither
in song nor story, his was as grand a
heroism as was ever recorded; his Barbel
waited just within the big, white gates.’
and waited not in vain." Mrs. Gray
had “tears in her voice* as she con
cluded her pithfiir story.
“We brush the skirts of martyrs and
tread toe path with heroes, and are all
unmindful; but GOd noteth all, and will
reward as surely as the day followeth
the dark night," reverently spoke the
white haired rector as we sat silent and
thoughtfnL
“And it's ju«kaan£,irheaven by way
of SHvandale as home." murmured toe
invalid, folding her light wrap closer
about her.—Mrs. C. C. Scott in Ro
mance.
bennd brought her to the door leading
into the back porch. She wrenched it
open jnst in time to catch a glimpse of a
glow of the moonlight. His face was
strangely altered, for the heavy bearu
had fallen off. leaving exposed a clear,
shaven, youthful face- But the white
bearded old man bending over the pros
trate form with uplifted knife saw noth
ing distinctly. To bis morbid imagin
ings only the form of a hated spy lay
helpless before him. A spy in the serv
ice of the detested “revenoos," who had
robbed him of his only and well beloved
son.
“Uncle!" screamed Nan, dragging
hiin back.' “Uncle! You shall nor.
Can't you see? It's John—our John—
your John!"
The peddler woke and stared upward
in a bewildered way. The knife fell **■
the floor as Hose, his eyes almost start
ing from his head, stared at his son’s
white face. Suddenly he comprehended,
and the effect descended upon him like a
thunderbolt.
. Uttering a low, quivering cry he sank
Aunt Viney dubiously. “Mebbe the:
could make themselves heard a mane :
of two miles. But a hundred"— she
•hook her head disapprovingly.
“It’s so all the same, though. Tv so:
*nd heard ’em talkiu jus’ as we be now."
“That's as big a lie as ever was told,"
exclaimed old Mose, rising and making
for the door.
He seized his rifle as he passed, threw
» menacing glance at the peddler and
once more left the cabin.
••Old man's a little touched in the
head, ain't be:" asked the peddler, who
seemed to take no offense whatever at
the old man's rude behavior.
•‘Ever since John was took off he’s had
spells that come over him every
to his knees by the bedside, and his head
fell forward. Nan's and John's eyes met
in a mutually recognixing glance; then
they turned their attention to the old
Virginia’s V maxes 15 yards, Jones
and Stone each try eni runs, but make
no gain. Parker kicks—BaskerviUe
gets ball and by nice blocktrg be is
enabled to carry ball 10 vds nearer Ya’s.
giel than it was when Parker kicked;
Devine bucks ctntre for 5 and Hoke
makes end ran of 20 yds. X.C. makes
12 more but loses 5 yards on foul. Va.
gets ban but bas lokiek as she can do
nothing at her runs, and rushes. The
fall back kicks it 30 yds. N. CL now
keeps ball for 11 bccks and rashes,
gaining 45 yds and a third touch down.
Barnard kicks goal, score 18 to Q Time
queer
now a
apt to be 'spishus of stranger* when they
come around. He's always thin kin of
revenoo spies. I demay that’s what
makes him act so toward yon. But yon
musn't mind him. I never know'd him
to succeed in hurtin any one yet."
It was Nan who replied, for Aunt Vi
ney was making preparations to retire
for the night. When the girl and tbe
peddler were left alone the latter seemed
“Yes, it is, mother. 1 didn't know
how you'd all take my bein so long in
the pen. so when the governor pardoned
me out I lowed I'd come home as a ped
dler *nd in disguise till I found out if
you all cared for me any more.”
While John was speaking Moee opened
his eyes, and tears blinded them as he
gazed.
“My son, my soar be murmured
brokenly. “And I might have killed
him! My mind's made np. Tberell he
no more 'stillin done in Bear holler after
this."
“Do von reckon Nan care* for me any
more, father?" asked John, while hie
eyes sought those of Nan.
“Of course she do. Hasn't she been
grievin herself away ever since yon was
took. She never looked at another
winn"
Nan's confusion seemed to sanction
this.
“There’s only one thing to be done,
interrupted Aunt Viney decisively.
They’ve just got to go over to tbe circuit
rider's next Sunday ’nd git married. Af
ter that’s over U dime with, Mose, Ido
hope you’ll behave yourself in futor
“Hain’t I said I weren't a-goin to ’a*Dl
whisky any more?" said Moee. “ 'Stillin'*
been at the bottom of all our troubles."
While the old folks talked John took
Nan's h«nd in his, and they stesthily
other.—William Perry
somewhat curious about this son John,
who for so many yyars had been under
since last touch down 12 minutes. -
Va. again makes IS yds- with her V.
Catching gets 4yds. Dill fumbles, 1m-
irgljd. Va makes small gains on 4
rushes, carrying ball within 30.yds. of
the ban of tbe law.
“John was always good to Uncle Mose
usd Annt Viney, 'nd that's one reason
Uncle Mose takes it all so hard now.”
•I s'pose, bein as you're kin to’em.
p:a must ’a’ felt powerful bed when
they took him off!”
He eyed Nan closely as be spoke, and
the r.r'l blushed slightly.
-ain't do real'kin to’em," said she.
•'Ey folks is all dead, 'od they raised
Be from a little g*L bat John 'nd me
»».- always good friends."
'Nothin more!”
The girl looked at him reprovingly.
It s about bedtime,” said she coldly.
‘•SLsn t 1 show you were you're to sleep!”
N. C’s. graL. This Is as near as th
came to scoring. N. C. gets ha
makes 4 rashes of 5 yds. each. Wins
on fool tackle, 3 bucks; giro 9 y i
Weakness of sight is frequently the
result of general debility. Whan the
blood »kaprorefished er.ry orgxeand
secse stiffen. As aa effective, power
ful, and economical tonic-alterative,
Ayer 5 !Sarsaparilla may be relkd on
every time.
Let everybody come to
Athens on the Gala Days,
December 15, 16 and 17.