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VOLUME I. THE DJ DEPES DENT. HATI RDAY. MOVBMDBR I, I*l3. PublUlird Weekly at S'4 (W per Annum In Advance. Single Topic* 5 rents. CUPID’S WILES; 08. THE HASTE AND WASTE OF LIFE. BY WALTER OAKWNEH, ESq. “So she has Ail ideal, has she?” Edmond Webster leaned baek in his clmir, took a cigar from the lava stand on the table, and proceeded to light the weed with much apparent nonchalance, but he was thinking all the time how narrow his chances were w ith Madeline Lawton if she had indeed la gan to chase after that impos sible thing—the ignis fatnus of the femi nine mind—a perfect man! Burke Lindsay smiled in his provoking way, and reaching forward helped himself to u cigar, with a dry: “Thank you my friend. On reflection I will smoke." “Pardon my inattention. But yon know better than to be ceremonious here. The fact is I was thinking—” “So I perceive, and the subject was Madeline, or perhaps your own claims in her eyes—” "Pshaw! What folly!” interposed Web ster. with a shrug of his shoulders. “Yes it is all folly from the cradle to the grave,” groaned Burke, pulling vigorously at his cigar. "Bat you were speaking of Miss Law ton's ideal." “Interested again, eh?” “No, merely curious,” replied it el is ter, quietly. “A noble, motive, upon my word! Now do you expect me to lay before your cold, uusyaiputbiziug mind the sweet dream that young and tender heart?” said Burke with a succession of grimaces and violent gestures. “Do you take me for a heathen chines, a cannibal, or a member of Con gress? Alas! that one so full of pr ■ - should fall so low. Webster yvm ! name is parodied in you. ” “Are you though?” “if ink me not, caitiff,lest in iny w ato 1 take thy worthless life, ” shouted Burke, contracting one eye, uml raising his hand. Webster flung his ashes away impa tiently. “Come, come, old fellow, you have time enough to establish your claim to lunacy when you are alone. I will be frank with you. I am to call on Miss Lawton to night, and I wish to fairly understand her hobby before I go.” “Hobby! What a vulgarism! Mend your manners! lam shocked. I’ll have no fellowship with you.” “You incorrigible clown!” “Thank you. Y'onr compliments are like your features—-beautiful!” lejoined Burke, serio-comically. “But must I ex pose the secret of that fond heart to thee? O adverse fate! Well, if you fall in love with Madeline you'll be as miserable as I am—that’s all. “Yon!” repeated Webster, startled from his unconcern by the apparent earnestness of his friend’s last words. Burke laughed long and loudly, and ducked his head and slapped his sides, while Webster, somewhat annoyed, tapped his feet restlessly. “I knew it—l knew it—buff feel no shame, good Edmund. She is worthy of thee, doubtless! But seriously, my dear boy, I wouldn’t advise you to hurry your suit Don't scowl, now—l have your se cret. but you know it is safe. I will aid you to the full extent of my power. I will abuse you to her and decry your personal appearance. “A singular way to advance, a friend's cause upon my word.” “How innocent you are of the myste ries of the feminine character. Your ig norance must be blissful since it is so pro found. Y’on ought to know that a woman is an animated contradiction—a breathing inconsistency, and lienee to make her love, non must try to make her hate. If I run you down severely, she will defend you earnestly, while if I praise you she will become disgusted with us both and tti .b u a couple of conspirators for her kiand.” “t’onfound your homilies! Tell me the nalmre of her ideal, will you?” “Such is gratitudeT* moaned Burke, elasping his hands, and raising his lacc up ward in mock anguish. Webster tossed his cigar into the grate, and arising, proceeded to make his toilet. “Forbearance lias cea-edto be a virtue, eh my friend.” “You’re a fool!” muttered Webster, petulantly. “That's the way he treats me—he—the mau who borrowed ten cents of me yes terday. But I’ll be generous—l’ll forgive him. Ed your eyes are bluejnow Moi - ling has gone wild, mad, frantic ru.. . : liquid black. Your mustache is yellow golden I mean,and Madeline detests sue’:. Step into the barber's as yon go along and have it changed to a raven hue. Your hair is straight—get ft curled. You are only five feet ten inches in height. Mad eline’s hero must be just siz feet two. You are a broker—Madeline's choice is a soldier, brave and fearless. You couldn't write a sonnet to save your head. Made line's husband qiust be capable of penning TIIE INDEPENDENT. the sweetest verse. You’d better stay at home, I guess.” “You have about as much success in making her out a ninny as you have in making a punster of yourself,” said Web ster, irritably. Burke laughed, and arising, slapped his friend on the shoulder and bade him adieu. Webster never asked where he was going; he was tired of him ami glad to be alone. An hour later Edmund Webster was shown into Lawton mansion. As he was on intimate terms with the family, he dis pensed with the footman, and went up stairs alone, entering, as was his custom, at the rearjdoor of the drawing-room. Hearing voices he paused, and npou look ing around, saw that the drapery, which was usually looped up each side of the foliliug-doors, was down, leaving but a crevice in the centre, through which streamed one ray of light. “What the duce docs -rois mean? Ah! what is that?" The tones of a familiar voice sounded upon his ear, and a dark suspicions frown crop! over his brow. Should he listen? No, that were despicable. He now heard Madeline’s voice in soft, mimical accents. Could he go with this mystery unreveal ed? That were impossible, and so lie stood trembilng with a strange eagerness —an undetinable yearning for something that he knew would give him pain. Hark! He bent forward now, every facility on the alert. “You can never love him, he. with his pale, Saxon face and yellow hair; you can never give him that heart which is the am bition of my soul. Ills eves never looked into thine with the power of love that moved thy nature to response. No, their dullness is of the cold North; it would freeze thy feelings at their fount. Listen tome, 1 implore thee, I who love thee with all my heart and soul and life;l who would perforin any task, do any penance, face any danger for one of iliy smiles.” It was the impassioned voice of Burke Lind ;ay! Agitated almost beyond control, Edmund glided forward and peered through the er vice! The scene that there met his view caused the blood to leap like iii-. ,!i: , c.j) i:i veins. There stood the gr icefii! Madeline with her hand averted, ami one hand raised ileprecatingly, while Lindsay, clasping the other, knelt before her. “The traitor!” hissed Webster from be tween his set teeth. “And art thou then so modest in thy de mands that a smite will -atisfy tliee! Be hold, I smile!" “Ami Heaven is before my glance!" in terposed the lovor. “Which if thou woulds! win tlion must prove thy love. Words are empty; I crave deeds.” “Name the test, O, beloved, and it shall be performed though death oppose me.” “Au hour L nee thou shalt know. It is a simple thing but thou niayest fail; if so, let me never behold thee again." “And if I succeed?" “I am thine forever,” was the tender reply, and Webster saw bis friend press the maiden's hand to his lips. A wild im pulse to spring forward and confront his false friend seized him, but lie crushed it down and hurried from the room. As lie reached the street ho uttered a terrible malediction uml clenched his hands until the nails pierced the flesh. He would go to his room and wait, and se if Burke had the hardihood, the bravado to present himself again before him. An hour passed. Yes, he was coming, he had in solence enough to match his treachery. Webster leaped to his feet, and turned to ward the door, his face white with rage, his eyes gleaming like diamonds. Burke entered, humming a merry song, and threw his hat upon the table. Then looking up he beheld the rigid features of his friend, and exclaimed: “What’s the matter with you, old fel low?” “Scoundrel!” cried Webster, rushing forward with uplifted fist. “Time-serving villi;:u, how dare yon come hereafter your foul, black lies, your accursed hypocrisy!” Overwhelmed .with astonishment, Lind say retreated a step and gazed upon his friend as if he thought him insane. “Do you hear me, you toad? I hove called yon a scoundrel, now I add wretch, coward, sneak!” “Come, come, Ed, this is getting be yond the limits of fun even for friends. Explain yourself.” “Explain. Think you I’m a fool, a dolt to be cajoled and spit upon. Friend! How dare yon use the word, you traitor.” Burke’s face flushed, and his fists closed, but he controlled himself, and said calmly: “I know not what you mean. I am your friend, and so I'll not quarrel with you. ” “Because you dare not; your cringing soul shrinks from the knowledge of its own acts. Le ve me, you cur leave me, and the next time von come where I am I will kick you out doors.” “! .-bound Webster, you will regret this , , time, and ask my pardon. I will not fight with one who has been l v friend.” And quickly turning lie left the room. Webster paced the floor excitedly for some minntes. There was no excuse for Burke; his treachery was of the lowest or der, and Webster had seen it; he required no proof. But he would not give Made line up—no, be would win her from this unworthy man if it were possible. So the next evening found him again in Loitis- QUITMAN, G Y., SATURDAY, NOVEMBER 1, 1873. burg Square. Madeline, sitting in the drawing room, arose as he entered and greeted him kindly. Her brown eyes never shone so brightly, her soft hair nev er looked so beautiful, her lips never wore such a deep, luscious red. Webster gazed upon her with admiration. But her first, question annoyed him." “Where is Burke? This is the first time you ever came without him.” “If his presence is necessary to your perfect happiness, I can go and find him.” “Perhaps it were better that you should," she said coolly. He gazed upon her with painful in quiry. It was all true, then. She hated him. and took this way to make him un derstand it. But he would not Vie rebuffed so. “Am I not welcome when I come alone?” “Yes, if you are at pence with yourself and your fellow-men.” “Madeline what do you mean? You have not even a friendly, glance fin me; y.-n meet me with reproof and coldness when I crave love. It is useless to disguise my feelings. I love you with all my heart and soul. Speak, Madeline, and let me know what I am to expect.” He arose and came toward her, his hands extended, his blue eyes bent upon her imploringly. She turned away her jliend, and tupped her foot nervously. I Presently she fared him, cool and com . posed as ever. “I don’t know what to say to you, Ed mund Webster," she replied, meditatively. "I don’t want to break such a sensitive [heart as yours, and yet W. 11, the man that I many must have at least sonic char ity, some generosity.” She flashed her eyes upon him and re | sunn and her seat. “You are trifling with me,” he said huskily. “You play with me and enjoy (lie misery you produce. I might have known it.” “Thank you; ii is like the rest of your j deductions,” she said icily, mid yet it ! seemed that her lip quivered a lit tle. He regarded her a moment wouderingly, arid then advanced and stood by the chair. Presently he said. “Forgive me, Madeline, if I have done you injustice, and for my ion selfish sake I I hope I have. But yours was a strange | answer to an avowal of love. What could : I understand by it? Y'oii breathed not a syllable of uffec.ion, but spoke only of | marriage. Would you marry without lov ! ing? O, Madeline, lam pained and con : fused. Tell me, 1 beseech you, if you 1 care for me.” He bent forward and gazed upon her tenderly. She looked upon him only once, and tears sprang to her eyes. Be lieving this an indication of regard, l,e impulsively to his heart, and kissed her rapturously. Instantly she was upon her feet, her form drawn proudly up, her eyes blazing, her bosom throbbing convulsively. He retreated a step, awed by the majesty o! her anger. “Mr. Webster, this ends our acquaint ance. I am ashamed of you, since: you have no shame for yourself." “Hut, Madeline, hear me! 0, God! do drive me away thus!” “Enough! leave me!” but the words cost her an effort. He obeyed, groping his way blindly toward the door. ***** “Why did you let me get well?" The soldier raised his head and glanced reproachfully upon the surgeon, and then folding his arms, sighed deeply. “The American is too brave to die. The French love him. His Colenel make him a Lieutenant. See.” Anil the doctor held up a commission and a badge of honor to the gaze of a patient, but the lat ter evinced no interest in them whatever. The surgeon shook his head perplex edly, and moved on to attend to the other poor fellows who luvd received wounds from Prussian bullets. “So I’m a Lieutenant in the French army,” muttered Edmund Webster, a pe culiar smile parting his lips. “Well, I might l>e aid-de-camp to the great Mogul, or a Kussian page, it wouiil make but lit tle difference to me. My life is a useless burden, anil in consequence of the very thing that we make the most fun of—love! 0, Madeline! if I could but forget you. Instead you seem nearer to me as time goes on; indeed, I could swear that I have seen your face within a week. But let me not think of it.” The next day Lieut. Webster was dis charged from the hospital, and received the congratulations of his officers and corn ! lades. After leaving them lie walked through the ground, meditating upon the j great change in his life. As he came round the bend in a path he paused sud denly and raised his hand in amazement, j while his heart puls ited violently. Before I him, upon a rustic c it,rat Madeline Law ton. For a moment ins emotion prevented speech, then he darted forward and took her hands. “Madeline! Madeline, speak to me.” She started slightly, a rich color tinted her cheek, her eyes drooped pensively, and then a bright mite illuminated her j features. “You are well again, Lieutenant. lam thankful for that. ” “Is that all. Madeline? ’Twas but yes terday I was thinking that I had seen you. that you bent over my couch, and now I know I have. Y'ou have cared for mo, you have nursed me back to life, and for what? Madeline, iff cannot have, your 1 love Ido not wish to live. Tell me, dear est, can I have It?" “Will you ask Burke’s pardon for your injustice to him?" “Yea when I know that I was unjust.”; “Then my hand is yours, Eddie. 1 cannot give you my heart, though! “Ami why?” “Because you have always had it,” she nuirmereil, her nock and face growing crimson. “My Madeline! My own!” And lie stole one kiss from her rich lips. It is needless to say that Edmund resigned, and went home, that soon after he and Madeline were married, that Burke be came again his bosom friend, and often refers to his practicing theatricals with Madeline and whaPtjjfcne of it. A Valiant Tajlku. —“Stand and deliv er." were the words addressed to a tailor travelling on footflrtiy *:-highwayman, whose brace of pistols looked ratlier dan gerous than otherwise. “I’ll do that with pleasure, was the reply, at the same time handing over to the outstretched hands of the robber, a purse apparently well stocked. “But,” continued he, “suppose von do me a favor in return? My friends would laugh at me when I go home and tell them I was robbed with as much pa tience as a lamb; s'puse you the your two bull dogs right through the crown of my hat; it will look like something of a show i of resistance." His request was aeee led to; but hardly ! had the smoke from the discharge of the weapons passed away, when the tailor pulled out. a rusty old horse-pistol, and in iiis turn politely requested the thunder struck highwayman to shell out everything of value, his pistols not omitted, about him. - ■ —- The Duties of Youth. —The first year of man must make provision for the last. He that never thinks, can never be wise. Perpetual levity ends ignorance; and in temperance, though it may fire the spirits for an hour, will make life short and mis erable. Let us consider that youth is of no long duration, and that in mature age, when the enchantments of fancy shall cease and phantoms of delight dance no more about us, we shall have, no comforts but the esteem of wise men, and the means of doing good; let us therefore stop, while to | stop is in our power; let us live us men who sometimes grow' old, and to whom it will be the most dreadful of all, to count their [last, years by follies, and to be re minded of their former luxuriance of health only by the maladies which riot has produced. During the exhibition of a menagerie in a country village in Maine, a real live Yan kee was oil tile ground, with a terrible itching to “see the elephant," but he I ain’t the disiden.t si "quart r.” Hav ing made up his mind to get in “os ylieow," lie stationed tiirtself near the entrance, and waited until the rush was over. Then un smiling a patient, almost exhausted tone, and with the loro-finger of his right hand placed in right corner of his mouth, he ex claimed, “Conscience sake, Mister, aint ye goin to give me my change?” “Your c hange!” said the door keeper. Ya-ees, my change! I gin ye a dollar as much os a half an hour ago, and liaint got my change yet.” The doorkeeper handed over three quarters in change, and in walked the Yankee “in fnndz." “The ‘toughest’ set of ‘roosters’ that ever shook the dust, from any town,” says the it no (Nov.) Journal of Aug. 20, “left Reno yesterday morning for the new min ing district of Cornucopia. They came here from Virginia. Among the crowd were four New York gun fighters, two Chicago murderers, three Baltimore bruis ers, one Philadelphia prize fighter, four San Francisco hoodlums, three Virginia j beats, two Union Pacific roughs and two ; check guerrillas. ” *.*- A New York person who wears spectacles i and white linen clothes and boards at one of our hotels, went out into the woods to 1 hunt for wild strawberries. Two doctors have since been employed hunting for one of his ears. They have got the swelling down so lie can blow liis nose with a pair of pinners, and think they have found all of his mouth, but they can’t find that ear. j They believe it is there, however. People who’can’t tell mnrenry vines from straw berry plants should keep out of the woods. - The Memphis Avalanche gives the fol lowing item: “Asa part of the history of the ravages of the scourge in North Mem phis, we place, ou record the fate of the inmates of the boarding house known as the Mississippi House, corner of Market I and Front streets. The landlord is Joe ; Sandford, whose family consisted of a wife 1 and two children. In this house were eighteen hoarders. Of all these, there were only Joe and one boarder who sur ! vived. All the rest, twenty, died.” —— An incident has just occurred in Rhode Island which is in marked contrast with , the treatment meted out to pastors who, ; from long service, break down and are forced to retire from active duty. A pas tor at Newport, being forced to retire be -1 cause of ill health,after many years’service, was presented the other day by his congre gation with a draft for SIO,OOO, and a pen sion of 1,000 a year for the remainder of liis life. The Baltimore Election —The large Democratic majority in Baltimore is re garded as settling tile fall election. Mont gomery Blair says the Democrats are now . sure of the Static The Republicans friend ly to Cresswell are sorely disappoined, and are raising the cry of fraud in order to; cover their defeat. They will of course practice the like falsehoods after the Vir ginia elections. - — The Lots and Arcadian Clubs of New York are on a “wild hunt” after lions in the way of distinguished foreigners. So active is the rivalry that it is said that as soon as a steamer is telegraphed at Sandy Hook committees of the clubs are in wait ing to arrange with any notable person who may be on hoard for a Saturday night re ception. Some bovs in Indiana dropped an anvil, ; weighing two hundred pounds, out of a fourth story window on the head of a ne gro who was passing, and lie hail them ar-1 rested. He said he was willing to let the boys have fun, but when they jammed a jemman’s hat, over his eves, and spoiled it j that wav, the law must take its course. [From Chicago Tribune.] A Minister Breaks Down In the Pulpit From Starvation. On a recent Sunday a West-side Episco palian minister went, through the morning service as usual, though it was noticed by many of the congregation that he lacked his usual fervor and earnestness. When it grew near the time for the reading of the sermon it, was apparent that the reverend gentleman was suffering from a cause unknown to liis congregation. The text of the homily was rend, and at this juncture the minister broke down. He announced the cause of his doing so. Ho had not been to market the day before, for the simple reason that lie had no money to go there with, and the most un feeling of parishioners will admit that, even for a mau whose culling is supposed to fit him for trials and self-abnegation, to trip to an overflowing market can ho any thing but pleasant to a man with empty pockets. At dinner the previous day he had sat down to a meal of bread and butter and tea. His breakfast that morning hail proved hardly so luxurious. Whether, after the morning services was over, and he returned home, there would be any din ner at all awaiting him lie did not know. It was a clear case of clerical starvation. The minister closed his book and the con gregation rose in their seats and departed, sermonless, it having been shown plain to them that their pastor could not supply them with spiritual food, when they had so shamefully neglected to give him the w herew ithal to obtain physical sustenance. ■ *.* —..— A Strange Story from Cape May A Long Lost Son Returns. A special dispatch to the Philadelphia Bulletin from Cape May city, October 23, says: “About twenty years ago, Captain Bav more, lying with his vessel in the port of New Orleans, had with him his little son, three ye rs of age, who, while playing around the docks, was suddenly missed. Every effort was used to find him, even to search ing in the river, hut all was unavailing, and lie was given up as drowned, A day or two ago a stranger, with a heavy heard and language of strong German accent, made liis appearance and claimed to be the long lost soil. From his story it seems that he was stolen by a Dutch captain, who cared for him and educated him as liis own. The boy always supposed that he was his father until otherwise informed bv the Dutch skipper on liis death bed, who gave him his real father's name anil told him lie used to live somewhere in Cape May j county, N. J. The search here was re warded by finding his father still alive anil ! a resident of liis former home- but strange j to say his father refused to own him, liis j belief being so firm that his boy was drowned. The soil had with him the newspaper containing the advertisement for liis body which the Dutchman had preserved. It is said that the young man is in good circumstances, and he started on liis return to liis present home, which : is in Mexico." ■ Symptoms of Maidenly Celibacy.— When a woman begins to drink her tea without sugar that’s a symptom. When a woman begins to read love sto ries abed that’s a symptom. When a woman gives a sigh on hearing of a wedding - that’s a symptom. When a woman begins to say that she has refused many an offer that’s a symp tom. When a woman begins to talk about rheumatism in her knees and elbows— that's a symptom, When a woman begins to refuse to tell her age—that’s a symptom. When a woman begins to say what a “dreadful set of creatures men are and that she wouldn’t be bothered with one for the world”— that’s a symptom. - Accidental I’oisonino.— The recent sail ease of Dr. Peck, of Dutchess county, N. Y., who poisoned himself with ft heavy dose of aconite, by taking up in the dark a bottle of that medicine instead of spirits of nitre, suggests to a render of the New York Post the following methods for the preventions of such dreadful mistakes: First All bottles for holding poisonous or dangerous medieins or substances to be designated by several raised rings or pro tuberances around the part than would naturally be taken hold of in the act of pouring or drinking. Second- All papers containing poisonous or dangerous medicines or substances to be invariably black and glazed on the out side. — William Allen, the Democratic Governor elect of Ohio, perhaps, went to that State about 182fi, a poor hoy. In 1830 he fell in love with the daughter of a wealthy old Federalist, but the old mau couldn’t think of being his father-in-law. In 1832 the old gentleman was nominated for Congress in a strongly Federal district, but the youngster, who was only twenty-five, took the stump against him, and fought bitterly. Allen was elected by just one majority. But the old man wouldn’t give him the girl. He forced her to marry another man anil Allen had to wait two yerrs, until she became a widow; but now she is his better half. _ A sad looking man was snivelling over the loss of three hundred dollars to three card monte men, on the Hudson River R ilrord, the other day, and taking out the other cards to show to a sympathizing passenger how it was done, he awakened so ranch interest among the men standing around that in less than twenty minutes he bad won a handsome sum. After he had left they began to understand that they had been gulled by the monte man himself. . „—*•* —• It is proposed to have three more (local) English Roman Catholic pilgrimages— one to St. Hwithin’a shrine in Winchester; an other to the shrine of St. Thomas, in Can terbury; and a third to the shrine of St. Edward the Confessor, in Westminster Ab bey. It is proposed to have these pilgrim ages organized “in honor of the Sacred Heart, and of the agony in the Garden of Olives. ” The Boston Journal says; “The electoral college has long outlived its day. Its faults are too numerous to mention, and it lias only been kept up to thin time by the ex treme difficulty of agreeing upon a substi tute.” The indications begin to point pretty dearly to the fact that the constitu tion will be so amended a* that the people will vote directly for President, Madame Janauseheck is one of the rich est women in her profession, and is withal generous with her money. ItIHCKI.I. VXKOI'N AIIvr.HTISKMp:\TN. 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