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Fourth Monday in April and Septein-
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JASPER, GKORGIA.
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Onoe more my Ua'iU «i|) your Nun:!;
Your lovcvi voice* 1 shall hoar ouev luoro;
But wo sl»uH novor see tho land,
Tim pleasant land wo know of yoro;
Never, on any summer day.
Hear tho low musk* of its streams.
Or wander down the lealy way
That lemioth to tho laud of dreams.
Still, borne u|h>u the wonted uir.
The songM itf birds rise el*ar and sweet,
As when 1 leathered roses there,
And heaTK»J their glories ut your feet;
And still rue golden [kithway lies
At eve :ve«*os> the western «*m,
And lovers tlr&iiu Imneath those skies,
Which shine no more for you and tux
No nmiv. all, nevermore! mnlyet
They soein so ii'ur, those summer days,
When ho|A*-wa.s like :i Jewel set
To shine adown Time's misty ways,
i sometimes dream that morning's hjjlit
Will brinx them hark to us onee more.
And that tis but on<* lon< dark ui^ht
Since %ve two part 'd by the shore.
Wo ixirtmi with soft words »n«i low,
And “Farewell rill to-morrow" said;
Krom s<-« un<i sky, iuiJ sus.sut’s yi.iw
A golden Imio round you shod:
Thai iw you weut. 1 UvnrJ you sing,
‘‘Hnsto tics*. swis*t ib'htow;" 1‘trtin; thus,
How could we dream that life would l>riu£
Not any morrow there for us?
VVe utui that hist farew»*ll
Its shadow on our iif** path
And Timn’s r«*l«*nt u*ss harriers f**ll
iJotuoon ti ; and t«ir happy p«st:
An<l nmv wo meet wIumj earns and tears
Ilavt* ittilksl tin* an I tiio pain.
Hut nevts* i*an the weary yea in
liriii^ luick our golden dreams n^afn.
— Dumestio Monthly.
DAISIKS.
olden , rod , and ... Neptune s trident ..
grew thick .along the ol.l stone wall.
and many a daisy lingered in the grass
of the big meadow. Ned Kghert sat
under his great white umbrella with all
the impedimenta which a very young
artist think's necessary scattered alsmt
hi"i. and sketched till* distant pities
aud the old thatched barn, and put rn
Jim. the handyman, for the sake of
the hit of color furnished by his red
shirt.
Bessie Beck looked over his shoulder
m mute admiration.
"How perf,*etly splendid it must be
to paint.she said. “I'd give itiillioue
of dollars if 1 could just do one of those
daisies."
This was a liberal offer from a girl
whose private fortune was twenty live
cents in silver and an old copper penny
with a hole in it. hut Bessie was of an
eiithusi.'.M'ie liar un-.
“Yes, just mie of those daisies," she
reiieated.
Young Kghert laughed.
"That is easy enough.” lie said; “I'll
V(>l| tl> |KlIllt :l llllisv .**
"Oh. no. you couldn't. 1 haven't a
hit of genius." said Bessie.
■'Von don't luiow until you try.” said
Ned "But it don’t need genius to
paint daisies."
"Don't it.'" iiske ! Bessie.
"No." said Ned. “it's only a trick of
the brushy Sit down here, and I'll show
you how to do if."
Bessie looked at lier dress and
smoothed down her calico apron with
hands, now undeniahly pink
from long immersion in hot suds, for it
was washday.
Surely n painting l.-sson ought to be
u full dress occasion, she thought.
"Oh. how 1 look tp paint,” she faJ-
tered.
“As sweet as you always do,” said
Neil. "There, sit down."
Ik* twitched away the landscape
which stood u|K,n the easel, and'sub-
sfituted a clean mill hoard and knelt
down behind Bessie's chair.
"Take the palette—so." ho said,
"Now hold the mahlstiek—so. I sup¬
pose I'll have to guide your hand for
awhile.” And as mothers teach their
babies to make their first great A's and
crooked 8 's lie taught the girl to set
the |s*tals in a circle and touch in the
yellow center, until after a while she
caught the trick and could do it her-
self. Three or four queer little strag-
gling attempts, three or four hotter
ones, and then with slow precision and
eager, anxious eyes she watched what
seemed to her a very perfect
form itself under the tip of her brush.
“Is it goixlf" she asked Ned.
"Very." said Ned. “Wonderful, con-
sidering.”
"1 cannot believe I did it,,” said Bos-
s j ( , And after that she made another
with P' <;:ltt ' r en f : -
"Oh!" she said at last, with the long
drawn sound with which children hail*
the ascent of a skyrocket. "Oh!
"Bessie!" screamed a voice in the
distance. ‘ ‘ Bessie— I less-ee!"
"There’s aunty calling me!” cried the
girl, betwot*n tears and laughter.
Led forgotten all about her.” And
thrust inguiahlstick. pulette and brushes
into the young artist s hands she llew
toward the house, leaving Ned staring
after her in all the blushing rapture of
a boy in love, for those few moments
4 ku 1 given Cupid a ciiance to drive an
nrrow straight to his heart. He had
always thought Bessie a very pretty
girl. Now sho was a divinity, and it
seemed to him quite shocking that lier
aunt, the fat farmer's wife with whom
she boarded, should have the right to
call her to peel potatoes or stew pump-
kin. or that any household service
should Egbert be required of her. received the
Ned had just pa-
ternai consent to become a professional
n rt'-t
It Imd been Ilia father's hope that he*
would take to business, and the old
gentleman had held out fora long time,
hut -it l ust he h id relented Ned was
to studv seriously that winter and goto
Europe in tile spring. Now lie was
sketching from nature among tho C«t«-
lulls, ami. as we set*, teacliing Ins land*
lady's niece to paint daisies.
lie gave her many lessons after that,
lie taught her those simple rules of
perspective that astonish thosolgnorant
of drawing. He showed her how to
~^tt,oS, i ., rflwt **, iml she’ forked „ „ nil
as
diligently ,*us she could, considering her
multitudinousduties, and ruled niyrind*
° f fm !”. 11 ° f ?' Klt
7"Vl vist.is, ‘t U ttT'mb’tl‘,hi ’''stowiallv “!® ^ !l1 '
M*iMiiotl to summed \Mtli w.is the
Sho j*!*o\V ijuito olovor ;lt ttlis, and
minted 1 tlictii in her friends’ albums
and on the panels of lier garret lied-
room door, and at tlie eorner of her
note paper, and felt great satisfaction
in gazing at 1 hem after they were 111
islied.
Meanwhile M ... v Ned hghert . f wrote f to t his
father tliat lie was diligently “studying
from nature, and that his gratitude
for the paternal clemency was still
diminished.
Autumn had eome. The sketches
Ned sent home for inspection were all
or tv*.IV boughs and paths carpeted
witii vellow leaves and (ills of stub
ble. , , lht* smmner hoarders , . . had . van
islied like thistledown, and it was
pleiLsant to set up his easel iri the warm
kitchen, and paint Bessie cleaning
spoons, or Bessie paring apples, or
Bessie heating eggs.
One day by accident he placed one
of these sketches, in the parcel lie regu
larlv sent home for his father's ins[s>c-
tion. Th..* mill hoard had slipped un
d**r the stretcher of a largo camas.
IV he., too ho\ was opened his Aunt
l'emlop* pounced on it in e. second.
and lier eyes sparkled fts she said:
" All ' ha:
A hgure .. s.ul T*,.i lvgbert.
piece,
“And bv .Jove, the be t > f the hunch!
■■From nature evidently." said Miss
Penelope, "and a very pretty girl.”
After a f -w momentinspection she
added. "Brother. 1 think you might as
well let Ned go to Kurope this winter."
“Yes. yes; 1 think 1 will,’’ answered
the old gentleman, regarding the “girl
making pies" with great satisfaction.
The next evening hut one Miss Pern4-
ope alighted from the i’rattsville stage
at Mrs. Beck's door. She had traveled
many hours, as on a mutter of life and
death. Indeed It scorned to her to
one. Her heart was full of anxiety,
hut idle was a woman who know how
to control the expression of lier
ings.
She beameil upon the farmer's wife;
she beamed ti; K)II her nephew,*, she
beamed upon Bessie, who was decorat-
ing a pic plate witii daisies hy the light
:»f n kerosene lamp.
“I know you will put me somewhere
for tin* night.” she said to Mrs. Book,
“and I am going to carry Ned away
with me to-morrow. Your father was
so delighted with your sketches, ospo-
eially the tigure piece, that ho thinks
you might a; well go to Kurope at once,
Mr. Brush L going, and will introduce
you to the proper people. Really 1
think figures an* your forte. Ties young
lady.must have Iks*:i y.air original for
the piC* baker."
Bessie blushed violently.
“l^uito iui artist herself, said Miss
Penelope, putting up lier eyt glass to
inspect .the pie plate, “Daisies! Ifow
pretty! Now, tell me yon are delight-
ed, Ned. to be so near Europe."
But Ned could not speak cheerfully.
lie was miserable at the thought of lie-
ing sent away from Bessie—of being
divided from her by the ocean. Fears
that Si Hawkins, tin* dapper clerk at
the “store," would cut him out troubled
him.
He could scarcely have hoped to
linger at Bessie's side making sketches
of her forever; hut Aunt Pent-lope's fir-
rival and the news she gave him came
like the shock of an earthquake.
It was quite impossible, however, for
him to do anything about it. IJe was
swept away by tho early stage, with no
opportunity to bid Bessie any adieu
more tender than might be offered
amid the assembled family in the front
hall.
His eyes were full of tears: so were
Bessie's. What! not one whisper, not
one kiss—to tell the truth, it would not
be the lirst that lie hod stolen—no, not
even one long pressure of the hand. He
was in the stage; they were away,
Aunt Penelope was talking of art, and
| le was w i s fli n j» that he dared cover his
f tiee anf ] cry
“Bessie!" his heart cried out, “lies-
gie!” but his lips (hired not utter a
word. And still, when he had reached
home and Mr. Brush had bean asked
to dine with them, and all the talk
was 0 f Europe and great painters, and
the ohl masters, and his future
poets, he began to glow again with the
0 ifl hopes—to dream of the great
ures he would paint. But he did not
carryout his resolution of telling his
j f a y 10r tlm,t I 10 would go in for business
in or<ier that lie might remain near
H(>SMe * but 1,0 fiat ««wti and
the girl a letter -a long, tender letter-
•»" ^»at wherever he should go
hpr l »‘ftge would go with him, and ask-
l'** >"‘ r *>o hit. wife one day. and
giving her his address in Paris, whore
he would go first, bogging her to write
soon.
“And until I get your answer I shall
know no peace.” ho wrote; “though I
hope you do not euro for Silas H«w-
kins.’
And ho drew a little daisy in the oor-
ner, and told lier that he had kissed
^ ** ■-"" * “
u ww u f(>0 , iah boy’s fo 6 li*h letter,
you will; but ho felt very near lieav-
en when lie wrote it. Just as lie had
8eA * e ' 1 lt 1,is * Aant Penel “P c lapped
into tlie roipn. Perhaps she had peeped
in befora
“I am going to post my letters," she
said. “Slutil I take any for you.' ’
Aunt Penelope had beamed so Sweet-
ly upon Bessie that the boy had per-
suadod hiinself that sh‘e secretly sym-
pathized with .is lowe affair Now she
“j" ,l ‘f 1 '-, a rch look ,tnd le
returned { i grateful glance, 1 and 1 as she
o t Kme<l • er reticule dropp’d his inis-
sive into wi’ii ]t« which maw and it swallowed heard the it cn-sp
snap up
without .. .misgiving.
Miss Penelope loved her nephew
truly, tiw an 1 when she burned the letter
i u kitchen range sho said to her-
self:
“I know what ts for the poor l>oy.s
good far j letter than lie knows hiius<‘lf.
That girl is no mate for him. and I've
doubt she will be much happier
with Silas Hawkins."
You see, she had read the letter
Ix-fore she consigned it to the flumes.
Shortly after Ned Kghert lefr Am-
erica in company with Mr. Brush, and
through the winter evenings Bessie sat
painting daisies and thinking of Ned,
hut no word came to her.
On Sundays Silas llawklns cninn and
made himself os agreeable as possible,
but Ned had no reason to he jealous
<,f Jiim. for when he offered his hand
and heart and a prospH-tive
business Bessie gently lait decisively
declined them.
Bhe bcgMl to think that the young
man had ’gotten her. but she knew I
that she hould never forget him.
Mcanwliiledie, with all the novelty of
p. lP js oo with’ pying his mind, with his
studies all Kurope before him,
still lYUnf’liilH’lvd. 'n 1 w.!».,^ u u mm a u
forggt—not modern art. nor the
old masters, nor the bright, eyes that
btituiwl upon him. In time he
came to believe rhat tho love had all
l)( . ol i on if is side, but he should never
iiny |i kt . rtc-ssio, hesaidtohim-
s ,,|f j n n fl r | l0 W orld.
When he came home a full Hedged
painter, and opened a studio and had
receptions and w.*iss|K)ken of favorably
by the critics he iiad not forgotten her.
His life had not been without romance
nor had he eseapi'd adventure. He had
met, women so lieaiitiiul that Bessie
could In no wise compare with them;
hilt when he thought of the woman
who should one (Lav share his Hresido
and bo the mot her of his children, none
of these rare beauties arose liefore him,
Rut instead n simple American face,
honest eyes that knew no arts of co-
quetry—Bessie’s face, Bessie's eyes —
none other,
At least ho thought he must see her
once again; he must banish his illusion,
if it was one; ho must know what
Bessie had become; and lie went up to
Pmttsvillo very shortly and found the
Beck homestead where it had lx*en.
Xo Becks were there, however. Mrs.
Heck had gone to live with a married
‘‘somewhere west.” A new man
bad the store; he barely remembered
«(i Hawkins, who had married and “set
up in New York." Five years seemed
) 0 have changed everything ooinplete-
ly, and Ned returned to his studio eon-
vinced that it was Bessie whom Jlaw-
kins had married.
lie mentioned his visit to nolxxly. A
wise of blight and disappointment lay
upon him for some days—a feeling that
In; had lost life's l«»st good. Then he
slmt the doors of the past behind him
and began life in earnest. And now
Aunt Penelope, still at tho helm and
active as ever, began to steer his bark
toward the happy isles of matrimony.
It is quite the thing nowadays for
heiresses to marry fashionable
young artists. For an elegant heiress
of this sort Aunt Penelope kept sharp
lookout, and soon descried her in the
person of Miss'Kdna Vale. The spin
ster had not been quite free of self ac-
eusation in that matter of Ned's first
love affair. Sho felt that she should
never absolve herself entirely until she
Kiiw him in love again, and sho eon-
stantly pointed out Miss Vale’s perfec-
tions—her classical features, her graco-
ful movements, her swanlike neck,
her low voice, her costumes, now
Grecian, now Venetian. Nod could
not refuse to acknowledge her beauti-
ful, and at last Aunt Penelope felt that
lier efforts had not been in vain,
The Vales had given a music-ale.
Ned ;ind Edna had been together all
the evening, and now she had spoken
of a rare flower that had just bloomed
in the conservatory, and lie had asked
her to let him we it. .
“Mo will propose there, 1 am sun*,"
Miss IWlope “I thought, it i» his eye.” as they walked
away. see
Blip was right Ned had deliberately
made up his mind .to ask Miss Vale to
be his wife, but no such happy thrills
us those which had eome to him when
Iic ll( M hessie's little pink wrist and
taught her to paint her first daisy
moved him as he offered his arm to
bdna.
"I am no longer a boy,” lie thought ;
ought to bo."
A soft opal tight tilled the eonserva-
tory. The air was laden with perfume.
A sort of soft mist seemed to hover
over the plants, and m it lie saw a
vision—Bessies flico, har hand, a daisy
between the lingers. He uttered an in-
articulate exclamation. It was gone.
"I beg purdon," lie said. “Really
is your conservatory haunted f 1 i
thought I saw a ghost. beJnnd the
“Oh, that was only Bessie 1" said
Miss Vale.
“Bussie!" ho gasped, “only Bessie!"
“Mv little sister's maid," said Kdna.
“She fa always gliding about in that
ghostly way. Klie comes here to smell
fl‘isy tu.> flowers and sometimes to irot
to copy."
**.\ daisy?" he repeated, as if in a
( on.on. i r( .. lm
Kdna was familiar with the fact that
a man on the verge of jiroposing often
becomes semi-idiotic. Rather in order ;
to torment him than because she had
any interest in her sister's maid, she ;
went on;
“Oh, I assure you she is artistic!
When she lias a holiday, instead of
going out in a green frock and a red
bonnet to enjoy herself, she shuts her-
self up and paints daisies. Boinc one
—some sign painter, I presume—taught
her to do it onee upon a trine, and she
came from her native wilds to New
York with the view of becoming a dec-
orator, I believe TheCImreh charity.
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found her starving in an empty hall
room and persuaded tier to go out to
service, and mamma tried her in the
nursery. She is quite faithful, but
Bdrh an Idiot. The butter wanted to
marry tier, and mamma tried to talk
her into it Such an opportunity for,
the girl! Hut sim said she had ’lovedj
once, and never could like any one
again.' Mamma feels sure that she
was thinking of the sign painter. Of;
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cieB herself a heroine. Now do look ati
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*‘i' wo|u | er whether lie will drop on
h is knees, as f’apt. McAllister did f she
iwke j lwntitlf *, rf w hid a smile behind
her fun and waited for what she
t j,ought wjps coming. But nothing
came, and in a moment it flashed upon
£j nil Ul!lt llle gentleman had either
f (lPRO tt 4 n or repented of his purposo in
jeading her to the conservatory. What
could pique a woman moror Her
h „ Hrt W(W fu ll of w^tH, but she was
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wing a satin train swept
the conservatory door and loav-
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such einotuins. Beyond tho mass of
. (; jj an j blossoiri ho saw an open
( j oor 1V ndin the D.'Lssa'e beyond It h#
f {tnc i 0< i that a woman's figure lingered
A riot her moment and he had entered
the passage A shadowy figure fled
With two Ion-strides he overtook it
pooroci into its face and clasped it to
) lear t- and ail Uioso sweet emo-
ti(Hls thooo tender heart throbs those
enchanting thrills that ho thought dead
with Ills lost boyhood returned to hitu
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