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THE WEEKLY.
VOLUME VII.
r the lost CHILD.
iSey her in the field and grove
thought her feet might rov.
ring every nook and cove;
within the shady dell
own lily hung its heli
i the wild pleasant smell;
the air with
jere wild rose and ivy made
[te L streaks chestnut of sun tassels and shade, swayed;
L light
the pale sweet May-pinks greS
Lets opened eyes of blue
L bright drops of honeydew;
L L rain 1 Then some bed one said:
r winds along its
eadows blossomed white and red
w
he wandered there. ” All feet
„ Led B this last retreat
toward meet.
they might hope the child to
ne along the river side
ite sand left them by the tide,
jints of tiny feet espied.
looping down with straining sight
L L hand-shaded from something the light, white,
faint glimpse of
L it with a trembling hand,
L it heavily to land,
lid the dead child on the sand. W. Peiest.
Nancy A.
MINUTES TO TWELVE
1 cold December night some
k years ago, when the earth was
I in a black frost and the bitter
[blew strong and spending shrewdly, tho I was
ling home from even
a friend’s house, situated some
or four miles out of the town.
Iky [bo was so black, the truly country thankful lanes
dark, that I was
[h the scattered lights of an outlying
began to twinkle in the distance;
It was with a sigh of relief that I
led nnder the first lamp-post I
i to and looked at my watch. It
no easy task, for the lamp-glass had
le broken and the strong wind blew
;as in all directions and almost ex¬
lished it.
head the time at last—three minutes
■reive—and, looking up from my
lb-face, I started to see a man stand
fclose opposite me. I had heard
pg of his approach. We looked at
[other [ sufficient bnt for a imprint moment, yet it was
to his features
ly on my memory. A tall,
7 man, in a threadbare, black
icoat and a seedy tall hat, his face
pjawed and lustreless, and sallow, his beard his eyes
P ptrimmed. long
In a tone of elaborate
phe the asked me the time, thanked
F answer, and, giving me good
i passed into the black darkness
i seemed to engulf him like a
rae d far a moment to think of his
*alk in that grim obscurity, and
my homeward way, laughing at
lior the start he had given me,
Acting that the strong wind had
away the sound of his approach,
gkt of him as I sat and smoked
todder over my fire, and felt a eomfort
steal upon me as I imag
* acin 8 the bitter blast in his
went clothing.
Conrae of a week or two the
Gt-trifling enough, heaven knows
from my memory and I thought
of it.
h*e days I was actively engaged
timber trade, and the course of
“ttess took
toen and countrvmpn 'fh nt
With 6
■
i in the one wnnfv of tZT? ’ , l ? i
ton, 8 transactions r and I used
'"'"n •WdowntoL -to meet him,
2'“ was only fifteen miiea away
,£ Z°r °'e ei raih lha '^ ‘ on] E waa a dnl]
’ y
were out or the aaaizea
ttght I returned from L-,
a " Iar purchase from
8 e
agent > ■whose master, a
1 SfcSSi?£?.£■.££ U'hUrtT md r d 40 Cnl
Wfeam. I thought I was stand
dfi , ? hul. By my side stood a
e ° e who, with a commanding
> ttotioned me toward the town
I a ^j_ j' la J in the far distance.
c°Tirse ex P , ia med the thing to
Kli y ° 5^' my
U ^ had been a good
and G e n mghborhood of the
a , arge
»iofe]-tr venture more or
7 connected with it. Still
Independent in All Things.
CONYERS ROCKDALE CO., GA., JUNE 6, 1884.
the dream was so vivid that I could not
dismiss it from my thoughts during the
whole day, and when I went to bed at
night I wondered if it would again visit
me.
It did come again; precisely the same
dream in precisely the same manner.
Once more I found a convincing expla¬
nation. Doubtless I had been thinking
too mnch about the first dream, and this
had given rise to the second. But mv
explanation did not convince me in the
least; again I was haunted by the thing
throughout the day, and when I came
home at night my preoccupation was so
evident that it attracted the attention of
my wife. She questioned me upon the
cause, and, only too glad to unbosom
myself of what was now almost a trouble,
I told her about the dream and its repe¬
tition. She had the tact not to laugh
at me, but was evidently little impressed
by the narrative.
The third night it came again, if any¬
thing more vividly and startling than be¬
fore. This time I was utterly unhinged;
the pale face that fronted me in the look¬
ing-glass was hardly recognizable for my
own. I went down to breakfast filled
with a foreboding of some misfortune
bad news in my letters—I knew not
what.
The maid entered with the letter-bag.
“There,” said my wife, passing me a
letter on which was the L postmark.
“That breaks your dream, John.”
I opened it hurriedly. It was from
the agent, requesting me to meet him at
L--that day at 1 o’clock, to arrange a
difficulty that had arisen in the per¬
formance of his contract.
I was intensely relieved. Here was
an opportunity to go to L ■, and per
haps the very fact of going would put
me right. There were two fast trains to
L-in the morning, but I decided to
g® by the first, regardless of the fact
that I should haye some hours to wait.
So I found myself shortly in a first-class
compartment, speeding away toward
my destination.
The carriage was full. Pipes exhaled
their fragrance, newspapers were turned
and flattened and there was that leisure¬
ly kind of morning conversation that
prevails among men going off by an
ehrly train to their day’s work. I soon
discovered that I had fallen amongst a
party of barristers and their chief topic
was a peculiarly interesting case which
was to be finished to-day at the L-
assizes.
“He must sum up against the prison¬
er,” said a gentleman with a fat, florid
face and long sandy whiskers, who wore
a light overcoat and shepherd’s plaid
trousers, “The defense was a complete
failure and deserved to be.”
“It was certainly rather audacious,”
returned a clean-shaven young man with
a double eyeglass, who sat opposite me.
“But I don’t like circumstantial evi
dence.”
“All evidence is more or less circum¬
stantial,” said he of the florid complex¬
ion; “and this man is as clearly guilty
to my mind as if there had been a dozen
witnesses to stand by and see him do the
deed. That is my opinion, Heywood.”
And the oracle disappeared behind its
newspaper.
Feeling glad to discover any topic
that won ^ divert my thoughts from
“You seem to be much interested in
this trial that is going on,” 1 said. “May
I ask if you are engaged upon it ?”
“No,” he answered. “But it is a cu
non, . case. A man a clerk, diamiaaed
torn denng ta the employment caahmr oi the la ^onaoa firm. The of mar
stantml d ,T but. the 7,” defense “S"5l broke ZZ; down at
the most critical point, and the case cer
‘UTe^ruori^XS
there was a general rising. I arose too.
„“ A 7 yOT g 0hlS *° g6t X‘ CTe ’’’ Baid
- d
come down bo early on huaine..?”
“Ye—es,” I said, wishing to goodness
I knew what the immediate business
was. “Nothing very urgent, though,”
I added, half to myself, as I got out.
“If you have the time to spare you
had better turn in and hear the end of
the trial,” said Heywood. “The court
will be crowded with ladies, no doubt,
but I can smuggle you into a corner,”
Not knowing what to do with myself for
the next two hours, I accepted the offer
with gratitude. I was soon seated in an
obscure comer of a dingy, ill-lighted, ill
ventilated court-house, which would
hare been ill-smelling, too, had it not
been for the scent wafted from the nu¬
merous ladies who were present. One of
these, a buxom female obstruction, who
ought to have known better, was just in
front of me and blocked my view with
an enormous bonnet. I could not see
the prisoner or his counsel, or even the
clock over his head, at which the people
kept looking eagerly as the hour fixed
for the recommencement of the trial ap¬
proached. At last there was a stir and
bustle, caused by persons invisible to
me, then a call for silence, and after a
few preliminaries the summing up com¬
menced.
I listened the more intently because I
could see nothing. The clear, cold, tell¬
ing sentences cut deep into my con¬
sciousness. How distinct and convincing
it all was ! How all those minute facts,
the mute testimony of footmarks and
the like, arranged and distributed by
that powerful intellect, grouped them¬
selves into the damning proof of guilt.
I cared nothing for the prisoner, had no
personal interest in the trial, but my
mind was wonderfully fascinated by this
tale of horror. At length the weighty
tones ceased and a murmur of relief and
expectation ran round the assembly. At
this moment the woman with the huge
bonnet shifted her seat and I obtained a
full view of the prisoner. I started in¬
voluntarily. Where had I seen that face
before ?
The jury returned after a short ab¬
sence; the verdict was guilty, accom¬
panied with a recommendation to mercy.
Again the judge’s solemn tones sounded
through the court, again they ceased.
There was dead silence. I sprang to
my feet as if impelled to do so by some
unseen power, and looked steadily at the
prisoner. His face was averted from me
for the moment, but the looks of the
people showed that he was about to
speak. Slowely he turned round and,
in a voice whose deep, earnest tones
could be heard all over the assembly, he
said :
“There lives but one man who can
prove me innocent—and there he
stands.”
With white face and outstretched arm
he pointed—at me. I gazed at him with
a sudden flash of recognition. It was
the man I had seen nnder the lamp.
And, by a strange coincidence, at this
moment the court clock struck twelve.
The plea that had been set up by the
defense was a alibi But there was a
space of some two hours that could not
be accounted for, and the theory of the
prosecution was that the crime had been
committed during that time. My evi¬
dence supplied the missing link; for the
place in which I had seen the man was
so far distant from the scene of the mur¬
der that it was impossible for him to
have been anywhere near at the time of
its commission.
And the dream ? Only a coincidence,
yon will say, perhaps, or a fit of indi¬
gestion, or my timber contract. Never¬
theless, as I have told it you, so it hap¬
pened. Explain it away who can.
He Left the Army.
young Prussian army officer lately be
came betrothed to the heiress of a
wealthy manufacturer The family were
of Jewish extraction, but all of its mom
bers, ' including „f the young lady herself,
» n „ teoome „ 1IltctlB to
As 800n M the faot ol hi.
pSLelect kDOTm th e bride-
8»° ™ out by one and aU oi
nis d > who „ 0nldcr08s , he
. .
tZ
He applied o e app
rnLeSor STGo,used. h'i8°°.?pl cation, were invar
fernng from the to anny re inqu and»^tndyn* la.;p,e
etary man ra ofl j.
engagement.
A Tbagedy. —A father in Vienna has
Killed his son. Rendered frantic by want,
he said to his son: “Boy I cannot see
von hungry and freezing i and then he
killed him,
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