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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.
