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PAara’s Lri.ER.
I was sitting in the study,
; ’g\' riting letters, when { heard,
ease, dear mamma, Bridge told
me
Mamma mustn’t be 'isturbed.
“But T'se tired of the kitty,
Want some ozzer fing to do.
\hsml_r lettern, is 'on, mamma ?
Tain't I wite a letter too ?”
“Net now,darling, momma's husy;
Run and play with kitty now,”
“No,no, mamma, me wite letter,
Tat if 'ou will show me how.”
I would paint my darling’#portrait
As his sweet eyes searched my
. face—
Hair of gold and eves of azure,
Form of childish, witching grace.
But the eacer face was clonded,
.As I slowly shook my head,
Till T said, ‘Il make a letter
Of yau, darling boy, instead.’
So T parted back the tresses
From his forehead high and white
And a stamp in sport I pasted
'Mid its waves of golden light.
Then 1 said, ‘Now, little letter,
Go away and bear good news,’
And I smiled as down the staircase
Clattered loud the little shoes.
Leaving me, the darling hurried
Down to Bridget in his glee.
“Mamma’s witing lots of letters;
I'ee a letter, Bridget, see!
No one heard the littl: prattler,
As,once more he climbed the stair,
Reached his little cap and tifipet,
Standing on the entry chair.
No one heard the front door open,
No one saw the golden hair,
As it floated o’er his shoulders
On the crisp October air
Down the street the baby hastened,
Till he reached the office door.
‘l'se a letter, Mr Postman ;
Is there room for any more ?
*‘Cause dis letter’s doin’ to papa ;
Papa lives wit God, "ou know.
Mamma sent me for a letter,
Does ‘ou fink at I tan go?
But the clerk in wonder answered,
‘Not tosday, my little man.’
‘Dess I'll find anozzer office,
*Cause I must go if I tan.’
Fain the clerk would have detained
him
But the pleading face was gone,
And the little feet were hastening
By the busy crowd swept on.
Suddeniy the crowd was parted,
People fled to left and right,
As a pair of maddened horses
At the moment dushed in sight,
No one eaw the baby figure -
No one saw the golden hair,
Till a voice of frightened sweetness
Rang out on the autumn air.
"T'was too late—a moment only
Stood the beauteous vision there,
Then the little face lay lifeless.
Covered over with golden hair.
Reverent they raised my darling,
Brushed away the curls of gold,
DAWSON, GA., WEDRESDAY, MAY, (1, 1887.
Saw the stamp upon th» forghead,
Growing now so icy cold.
Not a mark the face disfiguréd,
Showing where a hoof had trod L
But the little life was ended—
“ Papa’s letter” was with God,
::—::‘-:T.:‘_;__T‘:H
Wining His Wife
‘No, Vaggie, frankly, T don't
Ycve him,’
‘Yet you are going to marry
him?
‘lt seems s 0;" the speaker, Isabel
Deering, laughed merrily as she
cauzht a view of her friend’s grave
face.
“Are you not afraid, Isabel ¥’
‘Afraid of whit?” Miss Isabel’s
eyebrows arched themselves inter—
‘rogatively, and she said, jestingly:
I‘l feel quite like a novel, Mag -
| love on one side. Every-day peos
ple have it on both. I want some~
thing different, you see. Why, my
dear. how could I judge my hus
band critically it I happened to be
in love with him? She paused a
little while, and then went on,
laughingly: 4
‘T couldn’t, for instance, select
his clothes, because he lovked well
in anything. Jld let him wear
moustaches when clean lips were
en regle; he’d smoke in my parlors,
put his feet on mv mantel, and
possibly chew! Think o' it! But
now desr,” Miss Deering continued,
‘I shall have no such ohstruction
to clear views. I can sean the
lord of the manor with a eritical
eye, and it is a great advantage,
really T can see no sensib'e rea
son why a woman should (am’é to
use the common rarlance, in love.’
Maggie said nothing, but the
strong protest expressed on her
face was unmistakabl -,
‘Say something, Maggie.! Miss
Deering said after a littie. '
‘lt’s too late to say anything,
dear,” her friend replied slowly.
‘Never mind, say what you
think.’
‘Well, T think I am sorry for
you both.’
‘Humiph,=-a short silence dure
ing which Isabel beat a light tattoo
with the point of her shapely bhoot.
She drew a coair, and watched her
friend’s deft fingers fasten loug
sprays of orange blossoms upon
the rich lace veil which has been
Isabei’s mother's,
‘lt is unjust to Jack Stuart to
marry him, fecling a 8 you do to
ward Robert Stanope.’
‘How do I teel Mag? Isabel ask.
ed,a light “color coming to her
cheek. “‘I don't really know.”
Her friend looked at her steadi
ly as she said: ‘You love him,
Isabel, and you know it.’
‘No, really. I don’t think I do; T
did last winter, but I almost hate
him sometimes now, ia spite of his
being the most attractive man I
ever saw.’
‘He hae no principle,’ Isabel’s
friend interrupted her warmly,
“** hy should you say that?’
*You need hardly ask the quess
tion, since,it was his conduct toward
you that ghowed me his true ehar~
acter.’
‘lt was a mutual agreement that
we should part, both were 82 poor
then,’ Isabel said, slowly.
‘Originated by Robert himselt,
however,” Magyie said, severely.
‘But I tell you I really don't love
Robert Stanope now,” Issbel re
peated, goodwaturedly; ‘I don’t
love him, I've only a sort ot ten
derness tor him I don’t believe
any woman could retuse Robert
Stanope on a first offer.
‘1 know what you have been
thinking, Isabel, Maggie weut on,
speaking rapidly. ‘An introduc
tion to your hushaad is the trump
card to be played in sweet revenge
when Robert Btavope seeks you
again, as he will when he knows
of your fortune; hut remember, 1
you ate giving & good man’s lite as ]
& smerifice to your own wounded
vanity.! 1
‘Do yousuppose he is marrying
me for my accommodation ¥ Tsabel |
asked, impatiently. ‘Pshaw! he
wants a mistress for Shockoe, and
he shall have one.'
‘I that all ¥
‘No, I think be loves me in his
| heavy way,” Miss Deering suid,
slowly, but he’s so—oh, I don’t
know-he’s so~he has no intuitions.
£ 1 should say: ‘Jack dear, I love
~you very much, there now, take
yourselt off and sit on the galery,’
~he'd accept me. literally swallow |
~my statement, believe himself ador
- ed,-and sit all the evening happily
alone.’
i ' ‘And Robert?
“‘Oh, Robert was quite different.
l He covldn’t be happy unless I was
Dear him. You'd eall it selfishness
but I liked it.’
§ How do you suppose Mr. Staurt
will relish the knowledge of your
~ ‘l'do not think they are abner
~mal.’” Misz Deering’s tone betray
‘} ed some bitterness. ‘ltis no cone
~cern of his how I felt @& year ago.
'He has offered me the position ot
'mistress of Shockoe. T have accept
ed the appointment. —~That is all.’
- ‘Did some one come in, Wil
-laim?" Miss Deering asked, as the
butler appeared with the lettery.
“Mr. Staurt’s gonie out, ma'am.
He's ben er budden dem California
trees for missis.’ .
Isabel Deering, the helle and
beauty of her section, was to mar«
*y a man of very large means—a
- young zcior of the older aristocrae
cy. The older members of the
family had died in the proeess of
‘going down in the world, but i
this young stripling—he 'was a
i stripling ten years ago —bad kept ’
-abrave hear:, which helped a clear
’ head; had gone west, and six
months ago had come back to Pe.
’ ream, bought at a good round
price Shochoe, his ancestral home
sowe four miles from the village,
} and tollowed that by falling nearly
in love with the beautiful Miss
' Deering. The neighborhood mam
} mas all. put out decoys very vigors
“ously, but he was either a very old
| or a very inexperienced epecimen.
. He passed unharmed and unallur
ed, and kept his allegiance openly
i bound to Isabel Deering. He had |
been a very unique, frank, unex
| acting lover, eeeming to feel it
| quite enough that he should be al- 1
lowed undisturbed and untrammel
| ed expression of hit own love.* A
l few days ago hesaid to lsabel, as
they stood on the gallery steps:
! ‘Do you know that you have
' never snid nor even hinted that
you cared anything about me, Isa
bel?’
‘laven't 17’ lsabel laughed one
of her rippling little laughs, which
* was almost a caress. ‘l've been
| clever in extracting promises from
[ vou, at any rate.'
’ ‘Payments,’ he corrected, echo
ing itresisvibly her smile, as he
I laid a shapely brown hand on her
' shouMMer, and he said: I love you
i very dearly, Isabel.’
‘Poor fellow!” Isabel utilized one
| of her patient smiles. ‘Pay all and
' get nothing !’
| *But you do love me =z little,
~don't you? And you don't love
anyone else better—' his face grew
dark and stern as he wepoke—'l
coulnd’t endure that.’
| Isabel thought of these words as
she half confewed to Maggie a lin
gering tcuderness for Robert Stane
ope, and a half resolve formed it
seli to tell Mr. Stuartshe did not
love him and give herself back her
freedom. But the thought of re
linquishing her triumph as mis
tress of Shockoe, of all of Mr.
Stuart's immense fortune, was too
much for her vanity.
The wedding was over, the con
gratulations had been offered, the
lunch Lad been served, and [sabel,
laokittg vary charming in her much
talk-of go-away gown, was chatter
ing merrily with her bridesmaids
in the hall s her brother spproach.
ed her looking greatly annoyed,
and said, with some hesitation:
! ‘lsabel, Mr, Stuart has had a
telegram; he must go to Nevada at
once- The train starts in five
minutes. He wishes you to decide
for yourselt whether you #ill go or
stay. You are freetodo as you
choose.”
All eyes turned to the young
bride, who was by turns pale and
red.
““What did he say, Phil® she re
peated again and again. ‘Surely
he cannot expect—' |
‘No; he doesn’t expect any
thing
The company had withdrawn to
the parlors and brother and sister
stood alone, only Maggie Sterns
was near—and more than certain
what Jeabel's decission would be.
Her brotber says: ‘Do as you
choose Life out there is wvery
hard, and 2 woman would not find
any society.’ |
‘How can I decide anything all 1
in & moment, somebody help mae, |
Viaggie, tell me what to do.’ Tea
bel turned appealingly to her
friend, but Maggie only sheok her
head. This was 2 eane she must,
assume hetself. ‘Do you auppase‘
he thinks I ought to go, Phil?’ she
asked suddenly; ‘but why can’t he
wait? ‘
"Becanse he can't, I auppose"
her brother said blustly. ‘He
must go at once. Come, it's train |
time; say quick— {
‘Won’t he come to say good-by!’ ‘
Isabel asked in a hurt tone. ‘
‘Ne; said he couldn’t stand it.;
He is awfully knocked up; by the
way, here's a letter—don’t wan't
you to read it, please, till to-mor
row.’ ‘
‘Let me see him off at least,’
‘No use; trains off, T hear the}
whistle. Poor fellow,’ PhLil could
not help saying: ‘I believe he half
thought you'd come, but the letter
wag witten in case you should not.’
The letter which Phil Deering
had nanded his sister ran thus:
“When you read this I shall be
many miles away. I was an inad
vertent listener to yotir con versation
yesterday evening, which revealed
‘more to me than even you yourself
are consciou= of, perhaps, to assos
ciate with you daily with suspicion
in my heart would make life a tor
ture to us both. Therefore I go
i away, feeling thatthis is most what
you desire, and wishing only to con
-1 form to what would be for you hap
piness. You have what your am
bition craved - John Stuart’s fore
' tune and the protection of his
name. It is believing that his lite
can be best spent looking to your
happiness with the breadth ot the
States between us that I go. T be
lieve that I know you too well to
fear to leave the guarding of my
good old name from a faint breath
of scandal in your keeping. 1 en
join that you go at once to Shockoe
~rhere 1, alas! had thought to be
go happy—that you live there as
befits John Btuarts wife, You will
find at your banker's carte-blanch
to draw as you wish. I shall write
you regularly, and require of you
a simular recoguition of our rela
tions, Jouy StUART
‘P. 8. —Let not thought of duty
or less conveniences, induce you to
seek to follow me. If your incli
nation had ever faintly prompted
thereto you would have gone with
me and this would have been bura.
ed undelivered, I wish no unwill:
ing allegianes, You owe me noth
ing. ThaveasYou sald yesterday,
a mistress for Bhockoe, and you
have a satisfied ambition,”
The months rolled by-~gradually
the wonder of Peream spenit itself
in vain imagining and the strange
absence of Mr, Stuart ceased
to be t'e constant toplc,
Atter the first fow months it was
rarely mentioned to his wife, whose
life at Shockoe whe a ceascless
round of gayety, which Peream
voncluded rather questionabie tasts
in view of her husband’s prolonged
absence. She was usually gay and
apparently careless when the mat~
ter was mentioned, but rathey
avoided explanations, dubbed her
relf the grassswidow, but yenerslly
managed to mention items of news
from her husband’s letters when
friende whose judgmentshe might
value called.
These letters came regularly.
Never personally, never remotely
hinting at his innersell, but filled.
with charming acconn‘s of western
scenes and life, odd characters and
incidents ot the mining world, and
Isabel gradually realized that her
busband, whom she had seemed
scarcely to know, was unusually
clever, endowed with a brilliant im
agination and very cuastic wit.
He made no refference to their
odd relations to one another beyond
that impliod in exacting his week+
ly letter; nor did he remotely bint
at his ever returning to Peream.
Isabel had spent the winter amid
the gayeties of St. Louis and Wash.
ington and returned home to find
Robert Stanope in Peream,
‘1 left a charming violet whep I
went away,’ he said gallantly, lean
ing over the doorway ‘of Mrs.
Stuart’s handeome cartiage—and
offering its occupant the hand from
which he had just drawn a dainty
glove —‘a charmiing violet, but the
tairies have transformed itto a mag
nificent lily. Let me claim an ol
triends privilege, Mrs, Stuart, and
say that you are handsomer than
ever
The weeks flew by. Robert
Stanope was a daily visitor at
Shockoe. He rode with it mis
trees or her guests, rowed them on
the river, divised means of enter
ing for her, was ever ready with at
teutions, and eometimes vaguely
bhinted at the hard fate which had
debarred him trom competing for
the prize that alone could bave
made life worth living, which Isa
bel was accustomed to receive with
a jest or comment on his slazy life
and habits, and wonder why she
had #o completely, even before his
return, out grown what, she now
denominated her ‘‘ponchant for
Robert Stanope.’
The new year's balt* was at its
height, and very beautiful Isabel
Stuart looked in her long eatin
gown, her only ornament a medal
lion, in diamonds, which were the
old Stuart heirlooms. She was
resting in & Corner of the conserva
tory, watching the distant daucing,
and her compavion was absorbed
‘ with her beauty. At length he
| said;
““Isabel, I am going away to-mor
row; do you know what it feels
like to say goodebye to—to all that
is dearest to one?
i ‘I thiok that, like the poor, you
“have always with you,” Tsabel re
plied, carelessly turning her head
aside.
Don't jest eternally, Isabel,
Robert Stanope cried, impatiently.
‘lwish to speak earncsily, and
I want you to listen.’
“You were jesting then about go
ing?” she said, laughing, enjoying
lh'vs ill-humor,
VOL. li{l.—-No-2
o Tt N
| “Would you care to know that
I wast” Robert Stanape, asked, tons
| derly, T I CE
Why shonld T care? ‘hg
useful 10 me in enterteining my
guests, but [ think [ préfer you
ehould go, g 0 far, s¢ lewst; xis shave
o interest in the matter,”
It is to assure mynelf of the ex
fent of that interset thet § m
brought you here to-night.”. b
warm esgerness in his voice, 28d
drawing his chair clagrte her. T
| feel that you love me, Teabel.’
| Astouishment sud indiguation
'fbrafewmndaw e edm.
| panion’s lips then: T s
‘How dare yon insul¢ we by suel
words she broke forth. “ffu
dare you address such langusge w
me?’
‘I dare upon the right my love
- and your permiuio::! it fl!‘.‘fi
l aaidl. dealm!y. . ‘ 3
‘I deny your tfflf. ‘
rult or lu};g we,’ f,uf)e said ‘£
l nantly, as tears of mortifieatioy, .
sprang to her eyes,
‘Why bave youallowed me o
visit you for six monthe deily?
Yots eanuot aflord much indigne
tion if | have misundersteod
Peream would see the ’m
side of it, you know, TR
l ‘}”emm?’ a
‘Have you supposed
its eyes shut? he uhdm
‘But pebaw! its ridicalous I you
pretend 6ot to know that mm
are together in every mouth - '
town. The fact that o lesters haws
conie recently with an Elke
mark has sdded to the ilu'
est.” ' :
Tnabel stood silent. Her powes
| of speech seemed to have forsnken’
her. At length ‘she said, im u
| strained, unnatural tones
| h‘Dl?l lyou hmlly mean it? I
should least have expected this from
you Robett Btanope.’ she flnfi:
ed, turning suddenly towards ;
‘Why from me? t{o young man
said quickly. ‘Do I not love yan?
W as it for me to dictate the
prieties to Mrs Stuart? he %
mockingly. ‘Oh Isabel, w A
U give you up? his tone enly
changed to a fluding one, - “f
feel senseless with sgony in_the
thought of vrting from you. Haw .
can fgo? oti cared for me onoe,
You care —" =
*I despise you!” she bisest foilh
in angr!: indignation, ¥ smigst
greatly have descended, since ‘pou
dare to addtess ma thus, %
I owe this to some of Peream's sésin
daldooking tongues. 1t -&fi
that to them, too, I owe the low of
my cnechief joy, my hushunadsTets
ters. It is true I lolclfi sive
ihem I mfiyhnev:r -'ae‘h , '“
canuot tell how far poison is,
burried, but I cantell you that
John Stuart though desd t 5 “sie
perhaps, hasall the lowe of s
wife's lic{ndivh“lsual hurt.:d e
As Mrs. Stuart said good-bys
to her guests that evening she asie
nounced. in an incidental, careless
fashion, that she was myiny
good-bye for a longer space-- n
usual{ she would start the next 35
btit one tor Nevada, She wae ti
of her widowhood, asd since
husband had not come to her she
had resolved to go to him. Day'was
breaking in the east when the last
onrriage rolled away, and Jsal
I feeling heavy of heart yet firm in
her new resolve, paused for &' fo.
| ment over the dying hall fire " He
| fore begining her busy day ot pres
paration, ot
Suddenly a deep flmp.‘mb
miliar voice broke the s uesy;
and & pair of strong arms wees
aroun(r her, as their owner saids *
‘Thank God, I car atlast elaiss
my wife. Ireached Peream yes
terday, I could net endure igm.
ger without seeing you, W
have gone hack undiscov ed “But
for your aweet confemsion in the
conservatory last night—my din
ling. How can I bear the delight
of geclin that nty wife really _
me! fiiy little grass-widow, "
uever shall be ons any more—Jas
bel bave you a word of
for we? And will you forgive
me for eavesdreping? T' had
only meant to sce you and | CawEy
again— T could not retress, vh
was obliged to hear what alone
could have given me permiusios o
! elaim my wifel’ v .