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LIFE’S TRODDEN PATH —OK— WEB FATAL jHAPTKlt VI [ stbosg as death el0 f 8 beautiful 'awn, of an arl»ored |«l I guadov Since the diappearauuu or death of Mr. Coyne and the bad event that followed, this magnificent building remained only the quiet home of Mrs. . -*-»• '» h “» —>*. ■». ,e - l lr j white fore head was foreign to the* # WE * WFAVF r I Wnu , k . le8 * ,,d ,narks of temper, but ^ lro,,l,1 *‘> that venomous tarantula thai ■Hugs the heart and imbittera life. I,ad spun its silvered threads, and streaks ol gray nestled in the black folds of her hair. ller many deeds of kindness and ■ lining on a rustto bench Coyne and her two children. The 1 found rest, alter the ( library, with the memories that clus- I res of the ball-room j tered about it, had become a sacred fZ, ght. retreat and nothing worldly, nor e ‘ ‘ itssant and re- thoughtless mirth, dared to intrude ling *•* V |A gentle breese had been Lt Irom the.dawn of day St “ v ' — ■to gather force as the day he sun, climbing higher ■presented a most pictur- now like a ball af gold | 8 ea of chameleon waters; Ling, like e0 raa "y ,,eu ' lbfo..gb shifting clouds ■on in characteristic sol id by tall, stately oaks, |ud magnolias, there could story dwellnng, paint wide veranda, extend' length of the frout, Ja variety ot climbing Keeping plants, supported [an columns that reached (ejecting roof. ■ had been constructed in davs, by a wealthy slave B sadden and mysterious ■e, near the close ,of trie I many to believe tiiat I tunporary insanity he U oil and eommirel 8 believed lie had been I»itb. Tne former theory Ibeiliemost reasonable lull Hr. Coyne had qmie stake and a decision Luliiet unfavorable to the l at that lime, had taken ■ defeat of General Lee n and the surrender of in Vicksburg. |w;.s, lie had never return- ami friends despair- leiited searches, of ever Igaui. And to add to the '-stricken family, later |, the only brother of Mr. reported killod in i battle of Cincamauga lag Sherman's march on I peace of the premia- Igest that tlie place had Id bail it not been for the I attention, care and labor ■ere. ■nun a large double gate, |1 walk, bordered with shrubs, extended in a | toward the house, but J a point nearly half way, Jele immediately in front talk which led to the |veranda. : had been the scene ol I gatherings and events ot fo tlte life Jlr. Coyne. Ins beloved brother, a Kt gentleman of high I'lmeittx, had lived and |oteJ tnoii any member r front door and l°»u the wide hall almost J 11 ' t° the lei t, an oak r ltd into a large, airy M'igh frescoed celling. Coyne’s library. Here • planned and manipu- P tl!lil of his business. The id massive maliogony ^"Gl carvings. A trap fueled edges, hung I =- > fitted into the floor l ul - a "tl exactness that I ! fc ' tl i close inspection presence. It wtas - southeast corner of the as an ingress to a haul, on its cloistered , silence. The old cellar had long ago been disuse.! and remained as the tomb, save for the gamboling noise of rats that found within it a habitation congenial with their stealthy natures. The old plun der that was there years ago, was still there, cob-welts hung, from the large timbers above, :n a m<»kery of festoons and as the night n.i gle . its gloom with the shadows of its mould v walls, there was stillness about the place thaj. brooded desertion, while the song of the cricket, crawling from the crevices of brick and mortar, grew solemn. Hettie Coyne might have slept cn and continued, at least for a while, in the dreams that* carried her back over the strange past, made stranger by its reality, bad it not been for the heavy, rumbling tones of thunder. She almost leaped from the bench, but in. an instant recover" e l from the excitement and rubbing iier hazel eyes, sat down wondering bow long she had slept. Her hair was a wavy dark brown, flung loose ly, in tresses over her graceful shoul ders. Her face was somewhat round; her conplexion slightly tanned, but a beautiful peach-pink suffused her cheeks. It had 1 een seventeen years since her father had so mysteriously disap peared. She was then only five and her only brother, Edward, was two years her senior. Time is a great panacea fer aching, breaking hearts, but there is nothing that can blot o..t the memory of the loss cf a dear one. She was a thoughtless child then, but she saw him now, in her dreams, so life-line and real that only tin strongest evidences of her senses were sufficient to dispel the illusion. She was a child again and follow ed him out to the veranda. She stood gazing iyid peering into the darkness of the night without, where he was lost to her sight. Such thoughts quickly crowded into her mind, and strange as it may seem, though after the elayse of so long a lime, she dwelt on the scene pre Rented to her with more than passing interest, for the thought had never occtfVed to her before. There stood at the gate the dark graveling form of a man! The ap parition startled her—she became restless and arising to her feet hur ried to the house, glancing over her sliooldeys towards the gate. Drops 6f rain begun to fall as she bounded up the steps onto the veran da. She was in a dilemma lo’know whether she had fled from these hor rible thoughts or the threatening rain. She rushed into the parlor, where over the massive .pine mantle, was suspended the life-size portrait of her father. v Presently, footsteps were heard in the hall and a low, sweet voice, per ceptible of the least degree of excite ment, called out:—“Hettie, Ilettie!'’ did von ‘ . " '*•* Ull/I Oj BUO IS Mrs. Coyne had long since learned wealthy-must be, as she has almost to cbiiiroi Her leeln.gs, Put now there told me a- much; besides, no one opufd be seen in her face a struggling could wear such costly jewels with- mustery over Her naturally nappy j out possess’ng fortune. And it is countenance. The defies,ion seem i quite a pity her poor father, who she ed tor a moment victorious. Of all seems to idolize, is a confirmed inva* t..e troubles that crossed Her life, it lid. I suppose he gave his health could be said, they were bers-she f for wealth Aims Nellie is the only open sincerity had endeared her to | Utvur * ilow ‘ !d tnein to intrude on the heir. How end, yet, secnficing the the poor. She had watehed ly tl e I Wwtld ttrouud i*«r, tor it has sorrow circumstance must be. He is the of bedside of the strickeu—she Imd u,,d 8 * due,t * enough ot its own. bent ovkr the cradle and smoothed I 8 “>' 8,, e loved her* children the tangled locks ihat clustered round woldd repeating a significant the teebled brow—she had touched ^ ru ^**—^**e idolized inein. the poisonous rags, in the slums of' Hettie stood gaiiug at her mother, vice, and drew them forth into a b y her own t uiignts, aud purer atmosphere, to bleach and , 008 '-‘ l vlu K unexpected restrained whiten on the spotless beach of the mighty rolling ocean of life. And she was, withjt all, a business Woman; she had managed the large estate of her lamented husl and with ! singular success. Her greatest mis fortune had been the loss of her slaves, but she bowed to the iuevitiis ble and accepted the drift of circum stances with that submissive indiffer enoe which characterised her in all matters beyond human power to con trol. She loved her f'a es amt for that reason si e pitied it cm. Their solemn faces looked up to her in per plexity when she summoned them to the big house from their cabins a d told them they were slaves no more. If freedom brought its benign bit ss- itig they felt unable to comprei end it, at that time, for it signally failed to find expression from their lips Many remained with her, but in t e course time, drifted away, was one, however, faithful last. He had been reaied in the house of the past generation of *he Coynes—this was “incle Tom’,’ Uncle Thomas Coyne. He never had the misfortune to be coronelled to change his name to that of “Lo gree,” ar.d many times, he mus, d of the unfortunate lot of his name sake, of whom, some of the family had read to him and often, in a quan dary to know whether the affair was tinged with truth or ail a myth, he would explain the thought from his ‘mind by exclaiming:—“Dat ’oman sho’ better quit messin’ wtd White folks.” Mr. Coyne, as we have said before was a wealthy slave owner. It was said, that in addition to his largo possessions of reality, he converted into gold as an opportunity was of** fered, quite a sum of money. He either had a peculiar fancy tor gold coin in preference to other money or else had followed the dictates ot a sigacious business judgement. So, whether whim or policy, he ha^l al ways selected gold for hoarding. He was a man who seldom erred in a business transaction, and at iiis death tlie neighborhood was astonish ed to learn that only .a few hundred dollars could be found. Fortunately though, the estate was out of debt. What had become of all this m. n ;y lie was supposed to have had, was the talk of the community. It was suggested that he concealed it, but 1 s hiding place was a secret as profound as his disappearance. Then, again, there was another plansakle lluorv * | advanced. It was known t a the old merchant. Itandall, and Mr. Coyne were intimate friends—each xciteuieiii which sue detected iu her mother’s face, she was overcome by a weired sense of dread, “Mother! mother!!” she exclaimed, “wbat is ill has any thing happened!" “Hush, my qhilu, replied Airs. Coyne. “Did I frighteu you? 1 dm not iuteud it. Edward has juht come m—go talk with him. You Know 1.9 cauuai bear to be aloue. You will find him upstairs, out on the balcony, 1 will see about diuner.’, Mrs. Coyue hurried out to the kitchen, wlple Hettie remained ui the parlor door-her eyes following her mother .as she went. Mrs. Coyne involuntarily wrung her hands and sighed, iu an iiiaudi bit, hut suppliant breath. It was enough—a ptaycr may belong 01 short, it mutters not—aud God knows we all have need of them. They are 1 r.allied out iu gilded palaces aud There resound in the magnificent domes— to t’ e they arc heard in the humble walks of life; in the villiage church and the spired cathedral—they come up with the groaning winds from tlie log cab in iu the valley—they bend the knee 111 shacklts aud are not lest in*'tin dungeon. Edward was partly reclining in an arm ehair, in a contemplative atti tude. His ha dsomo boyish face, so often wreathed in smiles, wore a most solemn mein, while his brown eyes gazed out In the distance, over the lawn and beyond, as though a glimpse of something, far away, had arrested his attention and he was speculating as to what form and shape 11 wool assume when it should draw nearer Would it be the Name object he was endeavoring to get a better view of? Now it rolls up into the clouds, like a mighty scroll and floats away on the mountainous snow drifts of lieav- rn. It descends again and mocks him—it blooms, like a rose, and falls lifeless, like the dead autumn leaf; its an angel—its a woman! Hettie had reached Ins chair tinob served and standing over him, look ed down into Ids face. She could endure it nl> longer, for twice, since entering the lion, e, she had been seiz ed with a suda'e i fear or apprehen sion and now stretching out her hand toward his shoulder she almost shouted: “Edward! my brother.” He sprang to his feet, and mon- grave than ever, took her hands in his, pressing them gently. “Mv sister! you act so strangely >—probably you expected to find me laughing and talking to myself. You m ist bear in mind I was alone anti solitude, you know, is thought's own faring .from which the incense of l • devoted life goes out to his daugh ter.” “I wouldn’t wear the jewels,"’.in terrupted Hettie “if I were she, I would slay at home and watch over his invalid form and make a aacri. fine too.” “Come, sister,” rejoined Edward, “you are always that way. You for- g <t, that 111 the great city of New lork, there nre hospitals, trained nurses aud every oonceivahle oon- v enience for the sick. It may not be he- wish to he seperated from him, t ongh for so short a time. Let us snow more of her. She is on her way home from Pensacola where she has been i isiting an aunt. Yon know -he is a friend of Col. Randall’s—1 • met her in New York ami told me that she is an e tceptionably, lovoly young lady, of high culture and of prominent family coun< otions. Permit me, sister, to make a diw gresston. I intend to speak to yon, unreservedly, I may be wrong—that is, it is possible I may be; btt I de sire, win. all ray bean, that for once yon will place confidence in my judgement. Mother an 1 I have reached the same conclusion in re gard to Col. Randall. It is for your good/and our happiness.” Hettie almost felt the shook——her eyes stole softly from tlje earnest look she hud met the moment before, and like one preparing for some trv- ing or.Ii'mI, she sat in silence— strengthened by tlie the thought of him, the only man who she could ever love, and love on through all the vicissitudes of life. “Col. Randall is not the man you think him to be— beware ot him.” TO HE CONTINUED. STEAMBOAT SCHEDULES muling* 011 Hie 1 ImUi.hoocboe, Flint, Anii- Inchk-oia a,at CLlpola «u,r, wl‘,1 b« u„7’|. , L-'«ttrtn, f»Oc per bale; Kloiir. 10c nor barroll* ‘ Fertilizers, *1.4,1 per t’.,,,. oil,or 'fwlghw A.i -Leave Columbus. Mar- proportion'. Schedule- * A. “’Thu^/niv^ 5,!n VCupt ' K - L - “"•"•Her. StC ‘*ntm-'n.‘y 0 ;o‘!, l *e U, ' EV ' CUpt ' A ‘ *’ All Boat h go via Hull, brill go north b und StoaincrH ,piece City arid Briuilv MotifI) bound, will transfer to north bound 'boat* at 'iaiilbddgi n ' ClB " C H " a 1’uaaengerV fir .rerlelHing!"'** W1| I >>e ob«m yod, river, etc., Warehouse Landings. Columbus, (la., Ton ne., tin. of'enle. ..In. Kt. Cntiie-, ,ia. Port Jackson. Fla J.lddons, Fla. i yhaUiUioooheo, Fla. > '■ f -’?• !*• U. Points. l/piier Coluuibln, Ala. , ) S.A.I,.Tt.it Points’ I*. Points t ( Malnbrldgu, (Ja ' ’ Ala.) - IInut system points f 1»>1 I lll« U, |{, poJntH' part of tlie build al tlie extreme end, »t*u fiv e six feet “Yes, mother,what is know I was here?” mother and daughter met at the threshold, as though moved by some unaccount able impulse, and stood gazing at each other. “No, child,” answered Mrs. Coyne, in her usual way. “I have been look ing for you—I didn,t know where you were.” Mrs. Coy ne l.a! r _ . of fortv seven. She a stout, mother- be found, among had the most unbounded confidence, domain. Now all shall be changed,” in the other. ! qnd as he concluded a smile played Prior to the old man Randall’s over Ins face and was lost in a mirth, failure in business, he had made fre | hi! laugh. “Be seated sister, dear,” quent visits to tlie Coyne home, and he continued, “why did you creep the two were closeted for hours to-j upon me? well, I’ll forgive you for gether, in the library. This circum j that. D d you enjoy the dance last stance and others suggested tlie prob-! evening? but wasn’t the music grand! ability that he had loaned his money ^ a .d I have never seen finer habiii- to Randall and it was lot in the j ment or as many lovely faces. By heavy financial crash that followed, the by, did you meet Miss Nellie But there was no entry or scratch of ( Newell? She is just the prettiest lit- the pen to verify this conclusion. I tie creature in all the world.” At Why there was none to substantiate' this Hettie frowned. Edward thought this hypathisis no one could offer a I he read Us significance and apologiz- UiJi ( Lower Columbia MkbJJo < xml on, Ala. lower tiO/Mon, Alii, ii-rr* “ ,i ° r i, h mu^ tstow a* f iu* n. or Owumm. Fla. M»Fii|)har,r l|«i e , la „ la Forreati-i"*, YKi. ' aUIae,‘, Klll pn; ISith, i»,l. after 'Wnclliig wlioi u no it linw be pc, non |h mere u> r Ficigbtn for ull p laiidlngN must, he pi I M nilM V.'fa’' 1 ""‘''a 0d 6 •J. M. niVlM»s, sc.ejy \ t Om.c Gurrmi Du ,'j , ■ v • it. nts e*cnpt wareboiiMc just past the age reasonable solution, nor could there j t d ,c a stout, mother-' be found, among all the papeis ofj < VtUjrctc.Xp A PHYSICIAN TE-STIr "I have taken Kodol D ,>p .p, ia Cure and have neve- used anything j„ , ,ife that did me the good that did.” County Physician Geo. W. Scrogg*, ‘ of Hall county Ca “Being H x have prewnhed ,t and found it to the oest results.”^ If the food y,. u eat remains undigested in y„ U r atowaoh it decays there and poisons the system You can prevent this by dieting. that means starv.ton. Kodol Uyspep. s,a Cure digests wi.a, yon eat. You need fuff r roe euherdy .pepsin nor star a. mu- bcarua 1 “S' e has been everywhere and is W °| k q ' liclti >' cured.