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VOL IV.
Three Shadows.
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I looked and sew your eyes
In the shadow of your hair,
As a traveler sees the stream
In the shadow of the wood ;
And I said: “My faint heart sigli?,
Ah, me! to linger there,
To drink deep an** to dh-ani
la that sweet solitude.”
I looked and saw your heart
In the shadow of your eyes,
As a seeker seeks the gold
In the shadow of the stream ;
And I said : “ Ah, mo 1 what art
Shwtdd win the immortal prize,
Whose want must make life cold
And heaven a hollow dream ?”
I looked and saw your love
In the shadow of your heart,
As a diver sees tbo pearl
In the shadow of the sea;
And I murmured, not above
My breath, but all apart—
“ Ah! you can love, true girl,
And is your love for me ?”
— Iioseili.
AN EAST BLOW.
Tho summer hotel among tbe moun¬
tains was almost deserted, Half a
dozen of tbe lato-staying guests were
gathered in the little yiar'or for their
last evening. A high September wind
turned their thoughts to the desolate¬
ness of the winter months in the White
Hills. Maud Wellington always a
loader iu talk and action, called to the
landlord:
“ Come here, please, Mr. Little; tell
us how von ever live here through the
winter ?”
“Wa’al, you jest come up here and
try one of onr east blows! I tell yon,
you don’t know anything about the
maountings. You only come up here
when it’s warm and nice, and Mr.
George he drives his team around, what
d’ye call it?”
“ Tandem 1" suggested George. •
“Tew, tantrum; aud he takes you
girls to drive, aud it’s all very pretty.
Jest let him be here in the winter, and
he’d drive tantrum, sure enough.”
“Wonldn’t it be fun?” asked Maud.
“Would you really take us in if we came
up next wit.ter?’
“I guess most likely I could. You’d
have to kinder put up with things,
though. I’d be real glad to see you,
naow; the winters is awful lonely 1 ”
“I am in earnest, and I will come if
the rest will. I think it would be
jolly,” said Maud.
“Yes, quite too awfully brother George, ghastly
jolly,” murmured her
whose slang was overwhelming.
The others all promised they would
join her if she formed a party, and the
next morning they separated and forgot
all about the plan and the promise, as
people do.
It was late in December. The holi¬
days were approaching. and Mand Well¬
ington was restless dmsatistied.
The season had been very disappoint
ing. Everybody was dull and stupid;
Germans were tiresome, dinners more
so, and she was tired of Boston and
every one in it. Ard all this was be
cause a certain Thomas Sedgwick
Thornton had not appeared in the city
as she had expected. It was none the
less trus because she would have de¬
nied it, ard that she had always laughed
at him, and professed to hold him iD
the most perfect contempt. She knew
perfectly well that be was a hard work¬
ing lawyer in New York with little
time for holiday making, but she wa
quite unreasonable eioagh to think
that such trifles as b isiness made no
difference. He ought to have admired
her enough to have made any sacrifices,
and made haste to continue the sum
mer’s acquaintance. It made no differ¬
ence to her, also, that there were many
others as assiduous in their devotion as
he was remiss. He was the Mordecai
at tbe gate, and she was unhappy. The
wind howling round the corner of the
house took her thoughts back to the
last evening in the mountains, and a
sudden resolve made her spring to her
feet.
“ Mother," she cried, rushing into
the varm library, where her mother sat
doziig before the fire, “I have made
up ny mind. We will go up to the
mom tains and see how they look with
the s low on them.”
“Yon crazy girl! we won’t2do any¬
thing of the sort.”
Mil Wellington always made a point
of seaming to oppose her daughter’s
plans, bat she always did just what her
childbed told her to do. Maud wast
wed nr. words in entreaty, bnt coolly told
hear tlat she must go, without vfj more
ado.
Wifa Mand to decide was to act.
Qeorfw was delighted with the prospect
of suib » “lark;” he had not known
whet to d>> with tbe holidays. Notes
were mine iiately sent to those who bad
been rich them when the proposition
BLACKSHEAR, GA.. MARCH 1882.
was made, and to several others who
might be congenial spirits. When
they had written nearly all Mand said,
with perfect carelessness:
“ I suppose you will have to write to
that Mr. Thornton. I don’t think he
would add much to the general hilarity,
bnt I am afraid it woa’da’t 4 o to leave
him out and ask all iae rest who were
there.”
“ Right yon are!” said George. “ I’ll
send an invite to tbe^old, duffer; he’s
not half a bad fellow, after all. Of
course he won’t put in au appearance.”
But it is the impossible which hap¬
pens. For some occult reason Mr.
Wehnton chose to join this wild expe¬
dition, and prmented himself at the ap¬
pointed time at the rendezvous. With
the exception of himself and poor Mrs.
Wellington, who looked already vic¬
timized, it was as gay a party as Boston
could furnish.
As usual, it was Maud ft ho was leader
and prime favorite. But she was admi¬
rably sec >nded*by three of her friends,
only a little lees brilliant and dariug
than she. Then there were two or three
society where that men Maud who would have gone any¬
and her set proposed.
Littlo'did they care for the grandenr of
mountain scenery in its severe winter
dress, but the trip promised much fun
and unlooked-for opportunities of car¬
rying out certain intentions. Last aud
noisiest of all came George Welling¬
ton, a Harvard Sophomore, with an
equally reckless and hair-brained class¬
mate, whom the ladies alternately
petted, snnbbed and used as foils in
their most serious schemes.
Mr Thornton felt out of his element,
as he had done so many times during
the summer. He was not keyed to the
same ing pitch of high spirits and unceas¬
gayety. He was grave, quiet—a
man who was terribly in earnest about
everything he did. From the first mo¬
ment that he saw her he became fasci¬
nated with Maud, against his will and
better judgment. Her beauty, wit, ca¬
prices, would not let themselves be for¬
gotten. He was angry with her, he
times heartily day; disapproved and of her a dozen
a then, when he was
most indignant with her, he discovered
that he loved her with a love which he
could not reason away nor live down.
He was more bitterly enraged with her
than ever to-day, as the cars rapidly
bore them toward the mountains. He
cursed himself and his folly in having
joined them. No one seemed to want
him. Mand, with her usual perverse¬
ness, had given him a careless greeting,
and turned away to lavish her brightest
smiles and merriest speeches on Gilbert
Livingston, a man whom he cordially
hated and despised. Mrs. Wellington
alone seemed to need him. She was
nervous, weak and timid, dreading the
journey, and unable to control her
children’s madness, so she clung to
Thornton with instinctive trnst in his
sober strength. He never dreamed,
being blind as men are, that Maud saw
every motion that he made, that she
had so placed u erself as to hear every
word He spokj. He only saw, with
wrath ard shame, that she was flirting
openly, desperately, with that soulless,
brainless Livingston.
But even iuorntou shook off his
gloom when they came among the hills.
The highest peaks were white with
snow, dazzling reflecting the se ting sun with
blue brilliancy againbt the marvel¬
ous of the sky. It was very
cold, but clear and still, when they left
t he ears for their drive of a few miles.
Mr. Little met them with his six-horse
stage; the wind had not left enough
snow on the rising ground for sleigh¬
ing, to Maud's regret. It was an ex¬
hilarating drive. The clear air made
each inhalation an increasing joy. The
laughter and the sweet, ringing voices
■>f the girls no longer jarred upon him;
he was a boy himself, and startled
'hem by his wit and gayety. Mand was
delighted. She warned toward him,
aud leit. poor Livinvbton shivering on*
of the sunlight of her favor, lt was all
going to be a perfect success, she
inspiration. thought, and blessed herself for the
The hotel, when they reached it.
after the stars had come out superbly in
the clear air, looked as if prepared for
a siege. It was closed, except a few
rooms on the gronnd floor of the west
and south sides. On the north and
east every blind was securely fastened.
“ Have yon had an east blow yet ?”
asked* Maud, as they dashed up to the
door.
“ No, miss; not yet,” said the land¬
lord. “ 1 . gnese we will hev, pretty
kinder quick, thongh. The maountings hev
looked like it all day.”
“ I hope it will come. I should con¬
sider our whole trip a failure if it
doesn’t."
Mr. Little shook bis head and smiled
doubtfully. “I guess when you’ve need
one you won’t be tik ely to want to see
another very quick."
The next day wm gloriously cleer.
There wee no wu«i attiring as yet. It
wm this »tiJl«e*» that tv>- .ed i the fere-
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bodings of the landlord. His guests
had a magnificent walk, they said; they
climbed part way np Starr King and
had a view a hundred times more su¬
perb than they had ever imagined it
be. It had been hard work
climbing over the slippery rocks and
they came tired back to the house delight
fully and in undiminished spirits.
Tne general hilarity flagged not dur¬
ing the cozy evening round the huge,
open tire, and one and all pronounced
their satisfaction and delight—all ex¬
cept Mrs. Wellington, who had not
stirred from the fire all day, and who
grew more and more nervous as the
talk ahont the expected cast blow con¬
tinued.
In the morning Mr. Little’s pre¬
dictions were verified. The city peo¬
ple’s ears were startled by what ho had
so often described as the “roaring of
the maountings.” This strange, steadi¬
ly increasing roar, which seemed so in¬
explicable, filled some with alarm, some
with most enjoyable excitement. Mr.
Little ealied them to see the “churn¬
ing of the clouds up the chasm,” aud,
looking, they forgot to smile because
he pronounced the ch of the last word as
he did in the first. It was a sight not to
bo forgotten, a grand, terrible sight, as
the angry clouds came np, rolling over
and over,, as it seemed, through the gap
which opened out toward the east.
Within the house thero were hurried
preparations. Mrs. Little and her sons
went about making eveiything as fast
as possible, while her husband and his
two men went to the barns to give the
cattle and horses food and water to last
them till the storm had passed; for
when it had reached its height, neither
man nor beast could Atand against it.
Thornton, George and his classmate
help prepared them, to go down to the barn and
for the time seemed very
short. Every moment the tempest in¬
creased in violence. Quick as thought
Maud wrapped herself in her fur cloak,
and said she would go with them. Her
mother was so distressed that she would
have desisted, but that she caught
Thornton’s look of disapproval and dis¬
gust, she thought, and then nothing
couM have prevented her. Seizing her
brother’s hand she rushed oat of the
house. The barns were west of the
hotel, some little distance down the
hill. The wind carried them on as if
they were straws, and drove them
breathless against tho building. Maud
had never dreamed of its force. When
they were inside the barn, and the door
had been closed with difficulty, Thorn¬
ton said to her, very sternly:
“This is perfect folly. If yon do
not go back to the house instantly you
wilt not be able to go at all.”
Mr. Little said the same ; the storm
roared so they could scarcely hear each
other even then. Mand was bitterly
ashamed of her folly, but ndt one whit
afraid. Even Thornton could not help
admiring even while he blamod her. He
asked Little vo take her and “the boys”
back to the house. He himself, being
strong and large, would stay and help
the men. It was the best plan. The
four had a hard fight to return. Hold¬
ing each other’s hands, one keeping
behind the other as much as possible,
they flat struggled up the hill. Once they
fell to the earth, but regaining their
feet after a moment they toiled on and
reached the protection of the house.
Little said he had never seen tho “blow
come on so fast.” There was no use in
his trying to go back to the barn ; the
men would do what was necessary, and
bis strength wss half nsed np in his
efforts already. After Mand had re¬
gained her breath she went to the win¬
dow, and wonld not stir or speak. Her
eyes were fixed on the barns. The
others gathered round the fire in awed
silence. Tne teizor of the storm was
upon them. It seemed as if nothing
conid stand against its violence. Mrs
Wellington was nearly fainting with
fright. Bhe was certain that the house
would go. Once Mand tamed aDd said,
in a strained, hard voice,
“ Mr. Little, how long does this sort
of thing generally last ?”
“ Wa’al, it begins abaout noon to be
the worst, and it keeps it up till next
morning.” , .
“ Ought not the men to come np pret¬
ty soon T she asked again, with ill-con¬
cealed anxiety.
“ Oh yes, they’ll be np directly, I
guess.”
Bnt three they did not come. Once Mand
saw figores creep ar< and the
partially sheltered side of the building,
but when they reached its front they
were struck down, and she saw them
crawl on their hands and knees back in
to the sheds. The fall horror of the
circumstance struck her. Calling Mr
Little she told him what ahe had
seen.
“ Then they most stay there till it is
over r she said, in a low, unnatural
voice,
" I'm afraid so,” he answered,
a axiously. Do help
“ try to them,” she p
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to try, though -pr- it of little
was so uQp.
Taking a rope Little tied all the volun¬
teers ing firmly together Livingston, ; even the “ howl
swell,” as George
called him, offered to help. When all
was ready side they the crept along the west¬
ern of house with little diffi¬
culty Bat when they reacflld the
They corner tried they again went and down^like again, arid planks. then
came back into the house tired and ex
jiausted. The short ; afternoon had passed; the
early darkness made the terror of the
storm more awful. Maud still strained
her eyes through the deepening gloom.
The storm at that moment was at its
height. Clutching the window frame
tightly dilated with her fingers she pressed
her eyes against the pane, and
saw with speechless horror the roof of
the large barn swept oil as if it had
been paper. It was all the more ter¬
rible because not a souud of the falling
timbers could bo heard above the
ceaseless roaring of the wind.
It was an awful night. No one
thought of Bleeping. They clustered
together about the fire in silent terror.
From time to time Mr. Little spoke
reassuringly. There was no danger for
themselves, he said; the house was
firmly bnilt; largo beams passed diagon¬
ally from floor to ceiling through the
partition walls; it was not possible that
they could give way. assured. But the awed
hearts wore not thoughts easily Maud
alone had no ’ for herself or
the safety of the house. She had seen
the roofless barn, and she strove to pic¬
ture the fate of Thornton and the two
men with him, without food, without
fire; with no roof to shelter them, and
perhaps crushed by the falling timbers,
for it had been too dark to see the ex¬
tent of the disaster. She told no one
of the sight which she had witnessed.
Only she and Little knew what had
happened. All that was best in her
came to the surface that long, agonising
night. Never again could she silence
her better, nobler self. Very base and
contemptible coquetries. seemed all her had wiles, her
caprices, her had Lt Thorn¬ bean
her wild folly that placed
ton in this danger. If she had not de¬
layed the men they could have returned
to the house before it was too late. , If
he were alive when morning dawned he
should know how bitterly she had re
pented. trifled
Bbo remembered how she had
with him when cnce the 'summer be¬
fore he bad told her that he loved her
more than he had ever loved any being
before or ever could again. Bhe had
not meant to drive him away from her;
she had only meant to tease him for a
little. Bnt he had taken it all in
earnest, and now of coarse he had
ceased to th'uk of her except to despise
her. If he had continued to love her
would he have been so silent? She
little knew that the man who was all
sincerity could not understand the in¬
sincere.
He would never care for her now, of
course, and she loved him with all the
force of her strong, ungovemed heart oould
After that night of agony she
never be the same.
The pale daylight dawned upon her
white face. The wind died slowly
down as the sun came up the troubled
sky. The min of the night was re¬
vealed to the weary watchers.
Three men came slowly up the hill,
tired, hungry, half-frozen, but safe.
They had made a comparatively warm
nest for themselves in the hay, where
they had passed the sleepless night.
The part of the barn which sheltered
them and the cattle and horses had
been uniDjnred, and not a man or beast
had been hurt by the falling beams.
Mrs. Wellington could not be in¬
duced to remain an unnecessary mo¬
ment in the terrible place, and late in
the afternoon the subdued party were
on the cars returning to Boston. Thorn¬
ton confessed that it was the most nn
comfortable night he had ever passed,
but that he would cheerfully hardships have un¬ the
dergone far greater for
reward that it brought him. Before
they had reached the city. he had
learned of the agony which the night’s
suspense had been to Maud, and she
had acknowledged her love for him in
answer to the passionate reiteration of
his devotion to her. And this was the
work of an East Blow.— Harper* h Bator.
The manner in which various butter¬
flies break through the shell of the
cocoon is very interesting. Some drop
• minute portion of liquid from the
month, which r of tens the shell; others
exnde acid, and others still pierce the
shell by means of protuberances with
which their foreheads are furnished.
A brain, preserved and metakzed, has
been preeented to the French Academy
of Medicine. It was kept in alcohol
for a month, then plunged into a eola¬
tion of nitrate of silver, transferred to a
case of aulphureted hydrogen amHhen