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ITOL.XVHL ATLANTA, GA-, TUESDAY MOKNJNG, MARCH' 23, 1886. PRICE FIVE CENTS. A Little Ghost. Bf Harriet Mraicott Spofloril. rCorrrijlited 1880 b, S. 8. MeClura. AH tight! re lOrved.J Xsupposo she was a little fool—but she was Shell a pretty one! Large, limped wondering bine eyes with lathes almost long enough to tan- slo.askin with the rose-loafs blush on it,a mouth as sweet and Innocent as a'hahy’s, and light, looao (lying, hair half-ringleted and cint- toring round her white forehead,all taaSe her face look like one in some old marvel of an Ivory miniature. And then there was a certain nppeal to your tenderness In her very i' fairy creature as the was j you could as easily find fault with her seriously as with a apritjr* and It was useless to try and reason with her, as the could never by possibility see anything but her own tide of the ease. She had little Other education than that given by her desul tory reading, although the could paint and play and sing in a pretty fashion enough. She urge an orphan, and had been brought up chiefly In a bearding school; the had some property, sufficient for her needs and uses, under guard ianship, and Mr. Sanghurst was her guardian. Whatilr. Sanghurst saw in her to marry—this same little flattering thing, neither woman nor child nor elf—was east our comprehension. But be was going to marry her for all that and now they were only waiting for the arrival of her trousseau from Paris, as she entirely ionised to be married with only a home-made paraphernalia. All wo oould do was to say we were thankful it waa no one of ns that was going to marry her, which as all of us, exospt the old entenal, young James and the Profes sor, were women, was rather supererogatory on our part. Mr. Banghnnt, however, seemed to be completely satisfied with the arrange ment, fortunately for both of them': and she herself was the blithest, happiest little Hitter- flutter of a thing you ever saw—till Agnes falrweather came. We were all staying with Madame Sanghurst, Wire,at berplaceby the tea, where she usually lingered till the close of the year, taking care to fill the honse with cheerful people who did not mind entumnal galee. Madame Sanghnrst bad used to stay then in her husband's day, and she could not hear to deviate from the rou tine of those happy years of hers; and there were elwaya a plenty of u« who found it ae pleasant as she did. Of course, Iselin—that wee her pntty Ilttlo absurd name—was always a member of the Sanghurst femlty; and one never knew, till missing her, bow much her novel ways, her reason, of couise, for nothing could he moro circumspect thaa Mr. Suigliunt’s behaviour; but because ehe had iwen struck with the per ception of what sbo was and what ahe ought to be herself, und with the feeling that Sir. Sanghurst would be much mon fitly mated to sn Intellectual and cultured wonum than to a flibbertigibbet, end to her mind Mr, Hang- burst’s real wishes and tortes and preferences in the matter were not so iinportaut os those which ehe felt they ought to be. Pcrhepe I should have given Mr. Sanghurst or his mother aouie hint of tbe state of the child’s feelings; but it was something too med dlesome for me to do. So I only tried to con- role her In s quiet way when she was quiver ing with excitement at seeing Mr. Sanghurst’e end MissPhirwcathei's beads together over a (iarman hook, or Mr. Sanghunt turning thu music for Mias Fairweather as the sang in her glorious voice that seemed too large and noble for anything but the music of oratorios, or when, worst of all, be joined her in a walk through the shrubbery or along the beach. Ho might hold a book with any one of all tho rest of ns, or sing with us. or drive or walk, it rig- us rip, vi dui© mill no, til Hiiro ui wniAj isisih* liifled nothing ut all. But with Miss Fair. s person for whom ypu were going to make a great cacti flee, wouldn’t It f I’m not going to make It for her!" she cried. “I’m not going to make it for her. It’s for him—all forhim! I know he’ll bo happier and better, and live i out his own life, ana all that, with a woman ; thsn with a child, a sprite, a little imp like me!" And dawn she went crouehlng In tho pool of salt water and crying tears as salt; and 1 turcceded In palling her ap and getting'her ent on tbe shingle, ana tamed homeward for a rapid walk, only after her skirts were dnn glcd nearly to tbe waist. "Ugh! how col water is! I’m snch a little thing it wouldn't take much to drown me, you see," ahe said spreading her wet skirts as If takldg dancing steps, and the rest of the way aha waa 01 Joy, oos si she had been gloomy. That averring tho wind began to blow; a light scud of clouds obscured the stars, and mists came driving in from sea and surround- ed the honse in spectral sort. It was chilly with a penetrating chill; and Madams Hang, hunt had a great log tie built in the drawing room that might hare mads tho windows re- temhlc a coast beacon. Iselin sat on’s hassock in the comer by tbe roaring blase, like a little . "Do you lilietnavaffs* Fairweather said to me, sittlngosemorning in tho bay win dow of mi room, the red sroodbino* and tbe blue October sky through the mothes making a strong 'background to her delicato beauty. “I dont see what Madame Sanghurst asked her here for. I nerer shall when I’m Mrs. Sanghurst. She’s sxactly what I particularly dislike for his companion. 1 always did hate those intellectual beings—sort of monsters, I don't think awoman ought to know anything I" " Why, yes. I like her well enough,” I said, replying to the original proposition. "Sirs is Very magnificent in her manners — , "Yes. She’d be a splendid bead of a boats, wouldn’t shot I daresay every one thinks how much finer she’d be at tbe head of Saog- hurst Manor bare than thla little fool. I’d like to slap her face for her! That’s what I’d like to do!" "Iselin!” "Oh, yes, you call It what you please, vulgar and low and all tho rest. Perhaps I am vulgar ‘andlow and all tho rest of UP’ aho cried. ‘But 1 don’t go about stealing other woman's lovers. And sho'* so superior, so very superior! There's nothing she hasn’t read—too Hebrew Scriptures backward and the books of the Sibyl. And there's nobody ahe hasn’t seen, from Pinter John to Blind Tom.' And there’s nowhere the hasn’t been—dorm to the crater of. Vesuvius and np the top of Cotopaxi. Per haps aho hasn't bean into Symmss’s Hole. I wish she’d go there and stay there. There’s nothing of cootie you can apeak of that aha doesn’t know about already. I mean to tell heT tome tlmo that when I was a baby they took me op in a balloon and we stopped at the house of the man in the moon, and tha'U aay, oh, yea, sheBspent a fortnight than once, ai ’ the cream was delicious. She ought to bo slangy thatpreacntly yon aren't be properly at all, and you are infecting all the rest ef us.” "Not her,not her! I wish I could!" cried Isdin gleefully. ‘'Hear her talking Greek roots and things with the Professor—it's dis gusting In a woman. I’d like to change them into a couplo of Greek roots if I knew Uhl!" “Ton are encouraging every wrong feeling," I said,with severity, "toward a most estima ble person.” “Hhe'a no business to be so estimable and so handsome, too!” bunt forth IssUn. "Lookat her great black eyew—they’re bold enough for a gypsy’s. And she has the colsr of a gypsy queen. I’mon’--*’“’ ” * me in the tnn 1 lieis—l with th_. me In mind of a'woif or some E sy. I’ll ask her to go Into the snrf and dream r. I would If I were Mg enough—and it wasn’t too cold. Oh, Isn’t It dreadful to be so UttU as I am, net equal to " "To drowning the people yen don’t like. Bat really, Iselin, yen mustn’t talk so. Yea I will he misunderstood. You would like Miss fairweather vary much, if you knew her." "I never should! I don’t want to know bar. 1 don’t want to like her. She la Jnst the tort of aweuan that la hateful tome. Be likes „ her a great deal too well for me to want t« like | her lay. Ob,why wasn’t I made toll and dark land rich colored, with great black eyes and laomejairt of a mind In my body!" And all at u In a little heap on the floor baby. “Oh, tta too bad tor Mm lttaa Idiot like me. I ought to set and tall him to mar ~ ' I weather and let ase go off sad 11 te*r rare where—there she _ I know ber step, Its just like the step of the ■ Emprea of all the Indies! Bide me, quick! I And dont yon tell her a word I say, or I’ll kill I you! Yes, I will I" And before I could ex- I postulate, a ad without waiting for any hiding, I Iselin bail gone skipping oat at the ottaerdoor. Isinging. "Good morrow,good mother," with a I voice like a little Ante. Of eaanaysa wonder I now, as much is I did, why ■ men so learned, |fcogracious, so elegant and fastidious at Mr. ISasghnnt wished to marry this teanh-lightof I s young girl; hot when you have watched men, a I hare, from a spinster’s post of ohserra- . for sixty years and over, you will only • to the conclusion that men are as iaeoa- It was quite evident that Iselin had chosen > he jealous of Him Fairweather, for no good WILL JfOT HATS TOSIAKE LOVE IN ITALIAN AltV BODE,' weather—that was qulto irtte autre chore. If salamander, ns If aho could never get warm that did not signify anything she felt very enough. Mr. Sanghurst was having a lively aura that It ought to do so: and presently tho wronglo with Miss Fairweather about allair began weighing on her feelings so that a Dantean passage,. and went sbo lost her sppetito even for her favorite to get bit manoscript, for ho was snow apples, in whoso red skin tho had been engaged on one of thoso amateur translations setting her tiny white teeth wherever you where tho help and eounsel of other scholars s hrr,.)ost Jicr Tgtett (’veil Jm tho are precious. Wbpu he returned they bent 4 vigid ietssoet rand a piurmur of voice.', arnl now a liogh,Wii(l now Miss Fairwosthor's silver tones were rippling through that swoct south- nil longue, ami non-Mr, Sanghurst was look ing at her in open admiration ns nlio spoke, with tho color in her checks and tho lmtor in her eyes. Other people were singing anil playing, I was busy with my gold and silver threads, Madauio Sanghurst was half ajleop and nodding over her needles, when suddenly Itclln, all rosy with tho flro and with her wrath stood on the other side of tlm table be- fore Mr. Sanghurst aud Agnes Fairweather. "You will not have to make . Iovo in Italian any more!" she flashed out. And , a Ouse Ilk, * little uqnVi.'iduV. confess IJtiiil iltiuk of speaking to Miss Fairweather, and asking ber ir she bod not better cut abort her' visit; but on tbe whole that seemed a betrayal uf Iselin; and I felt persuaded her folly would not lost, and thought it possibly better that she should tee it safely through, for once and all; and I thought, for my own part, that the woman of iwliom I waa Jealous was the last ono whom I should wish to know it, or have extending to me her magnanimity, llutyon see, never har ing had oecaalon, 1 knew nothing aoont jeal ousy, or the way it possesses one like a mad- ness, disturb* Itself with falso visions, and fluds a reason for what nerer existed. Ur. Saugharst might seek for Iselin, and ait and stroll and ride with ber, turn to her, appeal to her, take ber in hlaarma-nothinKtonereyM was as it waa before; he did all that, she waa sure, because he meant to be true to her and to marry her, even though his heart belonged to a very different person. And to at the went moaning about the house like an uneasy spirit, in these golden Indian summer days, her poor little heart waa half broken within her, and aha was making np htr mind to a great rcuun- C A wet really amaslng to see how Igaorant Mr. Sanghurstkcpt himself of whatwasgoing on In thu young ferment. But hd evidently had not tho first suspicion of it Bo was even so Imprudent os to piaito Hiss Fairweather to Iselin, and to advise her to profit by her know! her. Iselin edge of something or other, lug his hand at th* i . hold- moment; I think the hail aa good a mind to bite it as over she had to eat; hut Ih* ceatcnted herself with flinging it from her like a mitalo with which ahe would like to bit Miss Fairweather. Go whira yon would now in tho house, you mot Iselin in her restless ramble*. Sometimes die hung a moment looking at some of tht old Copleys, on* or another of tha Hanghnnl wo men, at If wondering what-manner of women they ware and seeking some sort of mutecoua- icl of them. Sometimes tho sat on Htdame Sanghunt’* footstool, holding tho old hand against her cheek, but saying nothing; and scmetiiSM again she went on long walks, alone, along the beach, with a feverish swiftness, at If she sought to tire out tho spirit withiu her. Once she overtook me. smile or two from tbe house, and led me a dance Into bogs and quagmires andthe edge of a frightful quick- tana, showing me the euriaiitioe and charms of tho waterside. "It's not tt all a safe coast, yon know," aho said, “either to vessels off it or paopla on It. There’* nothing easier than to get into that qulchstnd and bo mink down—to Chian for anything I know. And here—giro mo year band—attp on that rock—now thla—there! ISN’T THAT A PgETTV CRADLE! ian't that a pretty cradio to 11* dosrn in and let tho ora come np quickly and creep over yon and nut yon to sleep?" " Iselin!’’ I cried, “la that a proper way to talk! What do you mean by it? What would Mr. Sanghurst say to hear yoa!" “Mr.Sanghunt!” ah* said, with* bitter, short laugh. "Be would say how superior Ag nes' Fairweather was to that sort of thing, flhe ir—awfully superior. She gives me such fine id rice! You may call It superior if you Ilka,” lb* cried loose of her aaddea farter, "letll it IdsoIcsL If I talked that way to any tat yon’d call It saucy—you wouldn't? Baev then lasaj ft amy I Well, but really," aha ad ded presently, skipping hack to my aid* along tho Jutting rocks, would be pleasant to Like as suddenly the waa gone, no ono know where, and parbapa no onobut bar astonished lover thought to conjecture where. And as for him, really, b* had of lata become so accustomed to her tempers that h* did not regard this aa anything very especial; and then, moreover, I Ancyhebad jnst a trifle of righteous Indig nation that caused him to go buck to his book as If nothing had boon said. And Agnes Fairwesthcr’s vole* rippled on, and tha piano and violin playing waajnst as soft as before, and nobody bat mo heard tho whistling and walling of the gathering storm. There waa no Isolin to bid anyono good night that evening, and In tbs morning there wsa no IssUn to mako an Uproar st tbe break fast table with her "quips and crank* and wreathed smiles.” But than was uproar enough outside In thetasstag of the broad olm boughs, tho muring of the storm, the crying of the greet white seat, white ou* as Ar as the eye cduld so* through rqlsta and batata of tain. It was later in the day before anyono began to inquire about Iselin, ft being then frill time that She was either seen or board of. It was Mr. Sanghunt who came info tho din ing room aad startled us with hi* tone, "Has anyone seen Iselin?” And somehow, without knowing why; there waa an outcry through the whota houso. "Has anyone toon Isolin?" And nobody had. What a day It was J Ifow full.and how fear ful] Mr. Sanghnrst had his hone saddled and went galloping through the storm to the next houso. Isclin’s words and looks of last night may have rushed aver him with new fore*; and all tha men bn tha plteo were aent np and down tho ihore into the town, telegraph ing and inquiring, and all in vain, while work and play and alluoet lifolitscif scorned suspended in the bouse, and still "the storm raged on. At nightfall Mr. Ssaghnnt came borne. There was not a trace of I«din. 1 myself bad licin out battling with tha tempest as for at Ibo place aho had shown me the day before; but the end is was a boiling pit of foam and spume that nq ana oould approach—only on a jag of rock there was caught a tiny Shred of blu* wool, a rag of lastin'* skirt. It might have caught there tbe day before, as she climbed and skipped about the recks, light as a mountain goat. Iiut all that could be certainly known waa that she waa gone and that her long waterproof cloak wot gone with her. They reasoned, with their white fbee* and Altering tones, that she had E ne out into tbe storm last night, for her bed d not been slept In; as yet they hardly dared state tha supposition to themselvas^h at doubt less some tide, soma wave, some wash of the theehore ad seised _ _ hardly dared look at Mr. Haaghnnst; h* did not keep stillh moment; while as trills and restlaasaa a leaf in tha wind, out in tha storm aad in again twenty time* an hour after the dark set in. And what a night It waa! Th* tempest ro- -cunded through tho black heavens and th* house reeked and trembled; th* huge waves pounded on tho shore tent a thrill through every timber; tha scream of tha breakers axle os start and shiver, sheets af rain slap- pid against the eastern windows with a bee* that made the heart aver now and then stand .still in a sense of suffocation. Through It alt we heard broff a feint repeated minute gnu. And to think of this lUUa creature oat is all this tumult of the I'caanta—we eaaM net think of it. W* could do nothing; bat ire nuld not ileep. wo did no-, think of separating for the night; when the clock struck two wo venatiU in Ike drawingroom, or going aad coming about the hmuo- nearly every room In the bona* -was the last time. His mother went cut to meet him, and dliss Fairweather started np and took his hand and led him to a eoat, faint and dsided from wrestling with storm nud dark ness. Aud Jnst then, 1 know not why, Or how, perhaps moved by a sudden blast of cold air from an opening door, pcrlisps by tho common impulse of our overstrained nerves, we all turned lo one of tho long windows, and there, cloaked to her feet, her head thrown hack and all her hntr flying In tho wind and LIFE IN THE COUNTRY. less some uae, some ware, some wish o set had swrpt ber In as she ran along tbe i in Ibe redden firry with which she had a her desk and ran out. I hardly dared le bouse; nearly every room la th* boss* .mi lifhted,and one niter ane th* searching turtles hid returned, drenched and worn and nnsno- seafhl. At length Mr. Hingburst came In for -"JT IS A LITTLE 0H08T." min, a Ilttlo form leaned against the frame as If blown there, and a little, whlto face pressed again the peae, wild and ghaatly with wide- open eyes flx«d In a sort of horror—not be- ennso of the storm or any or Its fatal possi bilities, hut because of Miss Fsirweathor there leading Mr. Sanghurst to his chair. Sho could not contain herself. "I see yon! • You mustn’t think I don'tsoe yon 1” pined her vole* shrilly abovo tha galo. "Isolin! Iselin!’’ erted Hr. ftraghurt. - ' "It is her spirit 1" crlsdhts mother, "It is not Iselin. It is a little ghost." But almost before onejany spoke, Hiss Fair- weather had left him, and Mr. Sanghurst had dished through tho open door In the hall, and round the nlssza, and hod grasped tho Ilttlo ghost and brought her In among us, struggling and fleree. "What In the world Is all this fuss about?”ahe exclaimed breathlessly. “Ob, Itelin!" cried tho mother, wringing hor hands ns If sho lamented her lamenting. “Yon have given us such a fright! ’Wo feared you hnd gone, but—wo feared you hal do- stoyed yonrivlf—or been lost In the storm—" "What should I destroy myself furl” rried Iselin. 'JSSasuse i couldn't destroy Mi-1 Fair- wiatiiMj^Hope 1 have a little spirit! You must hatjRhguabt 1 was a foul. 'MC*II," she eo'tflitiurltySflrdWlog off hir.riioaV "TraMLtell you the truth. I did go out to llo dotrlMntho cradle and .let tbo waves cover me—but It stormed to 1 was afraid—and I ran baok and went up into tbo westattic and atayed there nntil itahoutd be pleasant again. Idotohato a storm! And I thought at last I would como down and get something to oat, and havo a breath of air, aud found all this to-do, and tho house lighted as if there wore going to bo a weddlflg and—"' "There la going to be a wedding,” said Ur, Sanghnrst, taking her arms and drawing her into his own, while eeveral people melted atm- nJlaneonsly from tbe room, reeling, if they felt ui did, that they had wasted a great deal of vitality for nothing. "And that tomorrow,’’ and looking up at him In a slow wonder, "Whom else should I moan?" “I thought—Agnes—” “Miss Fairweather?’’ ho cxclalraod lu great spirits. "She Is to be married next week her- ■ if to th* professor, Tho ting, and tho cake and the voil are all ready." "Oh!” cried Isello then, with biasing eyes, and totally regardless of any auditors that were left. "Then that U th* reason! You would never hare taken me If yen could hare had her—” "Hush! you absurd tyrant!" half whispered Mr. Ssnghurst. “Jealous of a dictionary! I would never have taken anybody but you! I lore a lock of yonr hair better you torment- lugspntc, than 1 could love all the brains and body of a bine-stocking. And if there were a Justice of the prare In tho house, I should Insist on marrying yon hero and now, that I might nover let you outhf my sight agslb—" “Oh!” erled Isolin In something like rent distress, “I don't wonder yon all thought I wot a foal, or I nerer would submit to this. But—I suppose ” and she smothered the rest with her face In hb breatt. “Are you sure Country 11A b getting variegated now. Tbo spring has opened feisty and everything aeenis to knew It. Tho willows are a palish groan, tho, maples amaroonlth red, and the peach trees aro dressing up in all shades of pink aud white. Tho hens aro laying all around, and want everybody to tako notice that there b ono mnrnofgln th* nast. Tha golaaaa?re cackling and chattering morally and mako a. much to do over nothing ai a parsol of school girls at, recoas., Tha turkey gobbler* wings are ecreping th* ground, and the gaudy peacock displays hb tail with aa much pride as a orasy .woman displays hercraxy quilt. Tho Indian summer's sun shines with a soft and subdued radiance, and the silver moon reflects the same geiAlo light by night. It is a good time for a man to bo at home and enjoy nature and see wife and children happy nt this relief from * long, lingering winter, a hard winter, that brought iu trouble and affliction. I I am gardening now and hero lot* of help. The children do all tho stooping and planting, while ,1'prepar'o tho ground and Mrs. Arp kindly, sets lu tho piazza and looks on, aad that always hopes mo up -Blghtly, ssCobe says. Just so sho Is la sight wo can all work a heap bettor, for if wo don’t she U apt to make a remark or two, and If she don’t re mark at all she looks st ns with a peculiar tone of voice .that is all the asms. It la a fket that 1 can work a heap better when under tho sunshine ot her presence. All day I havo been stretching tho garden line and opening Iho rows through tho mollow land. I want them straight, straight ass boa line, and tha borders rt might and tho snrfeca smooth and mellow. Then when tho potatoes and onions and the pcs, and radishes anu hoots and ekre gnd early com como up they look like a laud carpenter had been about. I like these long beds across a largo garden, for tbo plow can ba used hy a csrafol band and save a world of bbor. I did not nae to mind digging, but now I dodge all work that bends mo low and strains my antiquated back. I lovo the perpendlenbr attltad* tho bast, and to the children drop the pens and plant the onion sets, and tbs beets, and tbe radishes, and-so- forth, snd Us up the grapo vines, and rako up' tho scsttored leaves, and pnino the rose bushes, and laugh, and talk, ana make a frolic .am conclusion. you meon me?" she murmured, looking np. And then suddenly starting st the toll of tho clock, "It U striking thro*, atid all thoso peo ple out of bed:" sbeeicloimed, her rosy face daxsllng with IM glittering tears and amiiot aud blushes. “Mr. Sanghurst, I may b* a idol. I suppose 1 am. But not such a tool *a to bo married without a vail and a rjedding coke and all th* rest. And we can’t ppathty ar range thoso things tomorrow. Besides, it’s “W* will borrow Mbs Fslsweather’s," said Mr. Banghnnt. ^ Ho Told TVlial Hb Mother laid. Fntt the Text* BMUnft. A lad in school was found guilty of a serious Infraction of discipline, and wsa dfrartod by Ms Mtatora pour moth- is* more dhelpline reports west •anlhometothol awUicr. crater directs find walks around and mlx*s labor with rest and reat with labor in pleasant <ti:munimi J!qr and anon tbo ehiokens •lip iAt tli^feeu ga]aor lly over tbo Hneo ar«l ao le scratching, a^wflie chUdranb dog grttls u lmle Just where ho oughton’tund when wo ruu him out ho always takes dowu a ftuih cave red row with his big feet and tbon Ibavo to rake it over again. lout spring the pea fowls eat np the young csbbsgo plant by plant, aud today they got after the onion sots anil llfled them out one by one and laid them down again white wa w.ro at dinner. There lav always somo trouble about everything and tbe only remedy bto watch and work and bo patient Eternal rig* llsnce Is tho price of a good garden as well as of liberty. I’ve lost a band tbb spring, a good hand, for tho wall boy with tho slok logs can do nothing but alt In hb chair In the arbor and look on and cheer up Carl and Jassle, and tell them how to do, Hometlmoa ho holds up by the lattice and says, "look at ms,” but ha can’t hold up long, and comas down prematurely with a heavy thump on bis chair. Sometimes ws prop lriiu up on i|b crutches with hb back against tha wall and lot him swing hb helpless legs for sxsrabs, but be got* about pretty well on bb all-fours, and says ball just fixed to play bear with the little chaps, and he bftgs because bb legs fellow where he moves. Ills mother and I call him Bsiuli, hut, these chil dren tonttUmca call him Mephi anil loniclimet Uuahctb and Hopb and Both and Maphlbothetit. tbe ton of Saul who waa lame In both of his legs. Thera is no limit to tha rollcking mis chief of children. Tbty will “catch on" to all the slung that b agoing. 1 triad to break mlae of saying "chawed" when ono of them got "set down on.” aad in they couipromieed on "masticated.” A stranger called to scome the other day and I heard oae of tho youngest chapa tell another that paps made a mash on biiu. Well, I reckon they will get over It after awhile. They bars to taka till* dite* o just like having tha measles. On* of the girls told Carl that be had a dreadful temper and If j be didn't mend It It would bring biiu into trouble, aud tba little rascal said: "Well pspa my* he bad s dtoadfnl Itsmper too when hoi wo* a hoy, but ho got over grown, and I am not grow Ho b tho milk boy now and mK wo pralso him, Foals* Is a good thing In a Amity, I like it so wail myself that I dis pense * good dost of it to tho children when I kn*w they deserve It. l'nls* for good deed* I is worth more than avoiding for bad once. Uld { ■arenls don't acoid at much as young parents ut they look aad and show that tbclr reelings S | hart. Bat still it ball right all around. ■* first children who com* must hsrs rigid management to mould them in tho right way snd then the last will have tba influence uf their guodciompl* and not Rood much whip- S ing. It Is barefoot times now and Carl Is ■svpy. Be can'wad* in the branch and Jassle kMSMd with sorrow fer ber. nioibersavsii ii too soon for her snd has pat ber offfor a mouth, it nukes ms sorrowful, too, for I reckon I will never wide in a branch' again. Too late, too laic. Time out. But I don't tee why. If Judge Bleckley can wade fia a breach and g!vo no shock to and tty or good manners I don’t teo why I shouldn't. Kuppos* wo all break looso and wade in the breach—women and men,old and yoonr, rich and poor. Let Judge Jackson and Jo* Brawn snd old father Norcrots and tho like throw off the shackles and start out and the rest will fellow. I would ilk* to *** them and tholr cslva* wadigg. I feana my. self ycaterdsy and nio slier * rabbli before I thought about age and infirmity. 1 was In th* woods.witb an ax and two boy* and three decs, and th* dogs jamped a rabbit and ha real right into us, making for a hollow log, and we all wsnt lor him aad I fell over the log and bad hud work to rim again. I tat down and Mowed like a porpobe. Theaune dog* ran* rabbit through tba garden today while we wiic all at work, and th* girls and boyr all dropped avert thing snd tan and acraamad and shouted, but 1 never moved. Tko Hks ofthsl always disSreMO* Mrs. Arn, for she don't leant anything In the world klfledsTScsrafl to death or hunted down. Wall, I bsllsv* aha daet ax- eept some little thiags like bedbugs, rat* and niskn, and sbo wouldcnt kill them If they would keep at a respectable distance. Bat sho w right chicken hearted and loves chicken like Uber preacher*, thon*h h don't believe sho ever would cat one if sho had to kill it herself, fcbo is partial to ojstcra and says they haveut got life enough to enjoy it, and she think* that fat hop* were created for sausage meat and •part rib, and baveut got much of a life to toe. Whilo I write theso random thoughts there arc children and grandchildren all around mo,' kicking up an unusual rumpus. The older ones had promised a show tonight, and so tliftr little chips woro put off in tbo parlor until tho ; show waa ready. “The Dutch Doll” wu tho show, and after they had fixed up Aunt Betty, as they called her, they sent off to tho cabin, and got the cook woman to como In and hide behind tbe big doll aud play Aunt Betty, aad, work hor anui, and wipe her non-, nud talk for her, and slug for her,. and Z never did seo a passe l of. children so mystified and interested. Ttujff# looked around tho room and saw no one of tho family missing. All hero, and still Aunt Betty seemed to have voice aod-llfo aud action and no amount of persuasion couhl indue© tlm little chaps to go near and shake hands. It was a good show snd I enjoyed It ns much as the children. Theso household plays and frolics are a good part of life’s pleasure to mo: yet, and give assurance that the time has not: coin© when tho grasshopper shall be a burden. Aa long as I lovo to see others happy I am f content to llyo. 'j.-if ',- DillAup. rr ;■* ‘ icriroB mubdeb. ' /T! Story of n Fatnoti* Trial In . North l . ©r > ? Carolina, •' Asnv.vn i.F, N. March K—[Spcci*!.|— •Since the 8th of the present month the most * notable criminal trial that has ever occurred in tho history of this section of tho state has been in progress In this city. Tho defendants are William IT. Jones and Frank P. Jones, hi* son, charged with the murder of a fam ily of four i*rsons. Tho courtroom ha* been daily filled with an eager crowd of liftenerp, anxlon* to bear tho solution of the mystery, whether it was simply a terrible acci- r dont or a most horriblo crime, and if the 1st. ter, to watch with keen interest tho step* - taken by the state to fig tho perpetration of' the murder and arson upon the dofendauts. .* * On tho 4th day of April of last year tbe in* formation reached this city thnt'1'orria Joyce, an eyed and respectable planter, together with his wholo family, had Leon burned with his house.* The Joyce homo was an humble dwell ing, built after tho fiiahiou common with the > pioneers of. this section—a log-house, eighteen ; feet wide aud twenty-four foot loug.it story and a half, brick chimney, with large c atone and fireplace cxprtsslvoof hospitality, t Kuch waa tho habitation of theso inoffonslm r farmer people. It was located some fourteen miles weitof this city, fleer tbe valley of Horn- • Juy creek, and in,a little covo which, ftclng . the northeast, catches tbo first beams of tho morning nun. Ah one gnac* on this quiet little valley, under tbo shadow of the groat mountains that In,nud It. ouo cannot fail to feel tho violent contrast there in between crime aud tho pcacefulnosa that seems to fall like a benediction upon the scene. On Saturday, tho 4th of April, the startling intclligcuco of tho destruction of a wholo family bemmo current among the neighbor* of the docaased, aud tha following moraleg—dnnday— brdtgkt the coro ner and an immonso number of people tho scene. There wero tho smoldering mini of honest, (ndustriouft, frugal ohl l'crriu Joyce's borne, aud among tho aanos tho bones of him- h If, MnrgaicL Joyre. hi* daughter, Mary Ui- «, and n boy, a grandchild of tbo old man. Tbo coroninl verdict was murder at tho bands of parties to tbo Jury unknown. It waa rumored at the time that old man Joyce had silver and gold in Ms Possession a short time before tho burning. Hence suspicion of rob bery for money was directed to somo negroo*. They were arrested, and no proof being found against them they wero rcloasod. Months went by. No clue dt any perpetrator could bo pointed out. Much was tho question discuased as to whether it weyo poasiblo for all four of those peopio accidentally to burn up in their . beds. Most who suske of tho matter thought this impossible. Rewards were offered by tho governor, by tho county and by private indi viduals. Detectives went to work. In August two citizens, among tho most prominent in their section of tho county, wero arrested, to the astonishment of all savs tho detectives aud a few others, and were lodged iu jail bore charged with tho terrible crime. bliss Mary Rico, one of tho victims, lived at Perrin Joyoo’s. 8bo bad said u few weeks la-fore tho tragedy, that ono of tho sons of de* , fondant William If, Jones, had made a felo nious assault upon her. Hho said she would have him indicted. This was tho starting point for tho detectives. Tho industry and skill of the detectives aided by tho offorta of citizens in tbo community whero the tragedy , occurred have brought into tho coho over Aw , witnesses. Tho deft use have had an ©V'.al number, hence tho timoconsumed iu tho trial. Tho stato introduced testimony to *how that the nenior defendant said Mary Rico should (or could) never testify against a son of his in ronrt; tbst tracks seen near tho site of Joyce's house, corrcutxiudcd with tnu-ks made hy tho defendants k coming from a certain board . jOI 8#oere they say > Tbty Ala bn . at work, and whh h was on tho mountain side, Just above the seem? of tho tragedy; that tk* junior defendant was seen puttiug out the tucks rr ado l»y him and his father leading from the board pile; that ono prisoner, on tko night of the incarceration of defendants, heard us defendant eay, “If we had coino the rood nstcsd pf coming by the hoard pile, they would never have mlitruttcd ns.” While on the other hand, tho defonac havo introduced witnesses to show that Jones, 8r.. said Mary Rice never could testify against his son, for (os tbe popular notion is) she would not be allowed to do so when ho showed her to bo not worthy of belief, that tiro tricks seeu sear the house place, while similar, are not identical with tho »traeks ot defendants: that tin-junior detVndaut walkrd in tracks in the ploughed ground, end leading from board pile, because fie was returning to board pllo, and not for the purpose of obliterating tracks; that, as to the conversation in jail, they simply meant that if they bad gone tbo road, instead of going throuph the field, on their way foe bosrd pile, they would not havo been thu* charged with this crime. .All the evidence is circumstantial, and tho most unbouuded in terest manifests itself In regard to the caw in all its almost endless details. te nr Lira In (lie City nf Mexico. Mexican houses are built.' They are square plastered out>.Me and decorated. Many arc three and tour stories In height The windows, which arc always curtained, arc finished with Iron bal conies. If von ask a native In regard to the sex of a bsby k# Will not tay ft Is a boy or ft Iv a girl, but “el boralre” (a man) or “la mojor" (the woman). All •flbrta fall to make them ray “hljo” (son) or “hlja^ (dantbter). . * , "As a common thing here a sir! of Il ls not happy unlrMihchasa baby, bat with all that tbejr are siost gtnsrmw with them. Much amusement waa caused 'the other dsy by an American asking a ■.retty little black-eyed girl If the botwcJng babo tied to her hack was bers. “Hi, senor, and yuurs, over the city, reminding one of aMNW PgJ*- They wear white caps \sua numbers ou. Wuo ini.•, nickel buttons. A raacc.now tatasa tha plare/wnjonrwww former dare. At night they don an overcoat and hood, which makua there iiuu like tlieplfl turuaof veiled knight*. Their red lanterns are left In the place thay dnrlogthe day Umc, while lory retire doorway where, it l* mM, thCf »lC<rp 0* soundly re little brethw u. C INDISTINCT PRINT