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DUBLIN, GEORGIA, WEDNESDAY, DECEMBER 4,1878.
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BONNY BELLS.
Thridding the sunny woodland maze
Thro’ which the blue still water strays,
To-day, amid these alien dells,
I found a tuft of bonny bells—
The sweet, familinr flower thnt blows
When nipping frosts and early snows
And prowling northers lurk at baud
’Mid the fair hills of Maryland !
The passionate tears o’er brimming fell
At sight of the blue bonny bell,
And caught in the cerulean cup
A little vugrnnt spray held up.
One random drop of thnt wild ruin.
Wrung by the sore heart’s home-sick pain
Shone like a gem whose lucid sheen
Might shame the jewels of a queen !
How often, in the years gone by,
When uutumn winds blew shrill and high
When woods and fields were turning
brown
And glossy acorns pattered down,
Along the sunny forest ways,
Rolled in October’s mellow haze,
In some fern-woven nook or dell
I sought the truant bonny bell 1
The coy, shade-hunting fugitive,
Whose waxen cups were made to hive
The honey mead some elfin queen
Sips on the dim moon-silvered green,
And that free lance, the roving bee,
Quail’s at his sylvan revelry,
And humming birds and butterflies
Drain ’mid some ferney paradise !
Wee bonny bells ! Dear bonny bells !
Ye glorify these alien dells
With that familiar grace ye wore
Among the sunny woods of yore,
Till e’en my home-sick fancy takes
The hue of hope for your sweet salies,
And home and love, ah, well-a day !
Seem not so very far away !
LOANING A LOVER.
My sister Patricia was an heiress.
Strange enough, for, we had always
been terribly poor down at Lowbridge
my widowed mother bringing up her
four daughters with the greatest dif
ficulty; but when brought up were
worth looking at, I believe. Iloalthy
habits and frugal living we-upt
make good conditions, and Bess and
A my and Patricia and I were as bright
and handsome girls as are often seen.
Bess and Amv were'twins, with
eyes as blue as the sea near which
they were born, rosy cheeks and
long, lightbrown curls; Patricia was
a sparkling brunette, while I was a
perfect blonde, with crinkled hair
like molten gold. Great had been
our excitement when Aunty Betty
wrote from Fairhaven;
“Dear Sister-In-Law—I am go
ing to do myself the pleasure of visit
ing you this Summer. I hoar that
brother Abe left four girls, and
•want to see them. I am getting
along in years, and will make one of
them my heiress.”
Aunt Betty of Fairhaven was worth
a hundred thousand, if she was worth
u cent.
“Well, in due time she came. She
put up at the hotel, for our cottage
at Lowbridge wasn’t big enough to
hold her, with hor maid, coachman
and carriage, but. fortunately that
was close by, and she spent the larg
er half of three days with us.
We all thought Bess would be her
choice, for father had named her
Elizabeth for Aunt Betty, though
she had always been “Bess” with us.
But it was neither of the twins, and
it was not I. It was Patricia.
“Where did that girl get her black
hair?” Aunt Betty asked, as soon as
she saw her.
“I think she looks liko my brother
Luke, don’t you?” asked my mother,
with a wistful look.
“The very image of him,” answer
ed Aunt Betty, turning pale.
I divined then, as I learned after
ward, that Uncle Luke had been t
lover of Aunt Betty’s when both were
young, before their marriage, and
the fact seemed to have been a power
over her.
She looked at Patricia until the
girl blushed rosy red, and would have
slipped out of the room when she
called to her and drawing her down
upon her knees ou a foot-stool before
her, she put a withered hand on each
side of the young cheek and said
warmly:
“My dear, you shall be my heir
C HS !”
So it was Patricia she chose to could see writing in his uncle’s Study
leave her money to ; but we were not in the great mansion across the wavy,
out iu the cold, for she sent the twins, The larches hid all the house but
who were only sixteen, to school for that one window. Ho wais sitting
twp years, and invited me with there a good deal, and I rellected
Patricia to the Hcrmitaige. that Patty’s blue silk curtains were
It wais her home—a stately old more becoming to my style of beaiuty
mansion of gray stone, gloomy-look- than hers.
ing on the outside, but luxuriously “I’ll bring my embroidery up and
comfortable within, without being in sit with you, Patty.” I saiid.
the.least modern. We had each a “Do,” she saiid, “I am tired of
maid, and the free use of the horse wfttohing tho evergreens swaying
and carriage. After marking this about the gaiy Spring sky.”
provision for our comfort, Aunt Bet- So I filled my lap with rose-colored
ty excused herself of maiking compa- worsted and flamed myself in tho
tiy of us, and we were free as air to blue window drapery for Mr. Red-
onjoy ourselves as wo ohoso, provided naond’s benefit. Just the colors to
we .lid not interfere with her nap. set olf tho pink amd snow of my com-
We chose to make a great many ac- ploxion. I laid tho satisfaction of
quaimances, guided consciously bv meeting his eyes more than once when
Aunt Betty’s wisdom, amd the result I glanced over that way.
was that I returned to Lowbridge “Seems to mo you’ve wonderfully
engaged to Mr. Clyde Sherrington, good spirits, Gert,” romairked Patri-
Ile wais weailthy, handsome, agreca- ciai, lainguidly.
ble, well-connected. Everybody said The DoLaey dinner bell rang, and
“Gertrude has done well for her- Mr. Redmond disappeared,
self.” “Well, I must take them in anoth-
Tlmt Autumn Aunt Betty died, cr direction now,” I saiid, rising. “I
Patricia was to come in possession of can’t give any more aittention to you.
her fortune in a year, when she was sis, for I want to finish my blue silk
twenty-oue—full amd undisputed suit beforo Mr. Sherrington comes,
possession of §100,000. You’d better take a nap.”
It wais arranged that we were aill Patricia settled herself obediently
to come to the hermitage to live. We among her cushions. Suddenly she
did so, and lived there quietly as was lifted her beautiful head,
becoming for nearly a year, when “Has Mr. Redmond called to in-
Patricia made the acquaintance of quire for me to-day, Gerty ?”
Mr. Gage Redmond. “No, I believe not,” 1 replied, iu-
Shc met him first at a funeral—of differently,
all places !—the occasion caused bv She showed a moment’s surprise,
the death of our next door neighbor, then settled herself on her couch
General DcLacy, Gage Redmond again, and in five minutes was sleep
being a neighbor of his. He was ing sweetly.
woll-connect» d, but poor as a church The blue silk was finished, and
mouse, people said; “so of course he having laid aside my half mourning
was after Patricia’s fortune,” mainma for Aunt Bitty and donned it, the
declared. family pronounced the effect cliarm-
“Patricia is rich and beautiful, ing.
Pray, letJmrniiUTyj^Lirtune, “Is Mr. Sherrington coming to-
mamma,” said I, looking up from ft I night,” Gertrude ?” asked mamma,
letter 1 was writing to Mr. Sherring- “Yes.”
ton. “I want to say to you, dear, that,
“ I wouldn’t if I could help it, but on Mr. Sherrington’s account I don’t
what authority have I, Gertrude ?” think you had better ” she
said my mother. “In a few months whispered, but I interrupted her by
Patricia will be in undivided posses- my exit from the apartment,
sion of her fortune. We aro here The next train brought Mr. Clyde
only by courtesy. The hermitage is Sherrington.
her home. I have no right to con
trol her whatever.
“But your infiuonco, mamma?”
“Will have very little effect if she
sets her heart on this Gage Redmond.
“llow delightful that the Spring
is at hand.” said lie ; “ tho sunshine
growing warm and the grass spring
ing up. I pas ed a bit of wood eom
ing up from the station that is full
Pray stop staring vacantly out of of arbutus. We will have some de-
tliat window, Gertrude, and attend lightful walks, Gerty, J am very tired
to what I say. I want assistance in of city life.”
this matter.” “Yes, Clyde, dear ; but you sec I
“Pleaseexcuse me; Iain thinking have been obliged to make a little
of my affairs, just now, mamma, plan which will interfere somewhat
They may be of no consequence to with that arrangement,” I replied
you, but my letter is a matter of im- quickly. “I want to lend you to Pa
portance to pie.” tricia ?”
I did not mean to be saucy; only “Yes, while I lure away a most
pettish; but mamma, having had long ineligible suitor she has. Mamma
experience with four headstrong girls and I conclude that it is the only
bore with me patiently. way,” I added. “Patricia has. a for
‘Well, finish your letter Gertrude! tune of about one hundred thousand
and then advise me.”
But my train of thought was brok-1
en, and after a few moments I put J
my sheet in tho writing-desk.
•What can’t be done openly must I
dollars you know.”
Yes.”
Well, we think that Mr. Gage
Redmond is after her money. He is
only a briefless lawyer. We can
be done by strategem, mamma. It afford to let Patty make such a match
is probable that this Gage Redmond as that, and so, as I don’t think I’m
is after Patricia’s money. She is a totally an uninteresting person—do
great prize matrimonially. Well you you Clyde ?—I am going to try and
say I am prettier than Patty. Sup- flirt a little with Mr. Redmond
pose I play decoy.” Now you won’t be a bear, and say no
What!” cried mamma. will yon, Clyde ? And you’ll try
Mr. Redmond is dark and reserv- and help us by devoting yourself to
ed. I am fair and volatile. Don’t Patricia, won’t you ?”
you think he will appreciate my style At first my companion did not be
of beauty if I take a little pains to lievc I was in earnest, but when con
make him do so.” vinced of my sincerity, his astonish
“But Mr. Sherrington ?” ment wai inexpressible, I rctncmbei
“I will tell him. He will not ob-1 that iie stammered oui‘> »orne faint
ject.”
“I think he will.”
“Oh, no ; he will be interested in
objections, but I would not listen
aud before retiring that night
whispered to mamma that I hud
the good iff the family. He comes made it all right with Mr. Sherring-
next woek. Fortunately, Patty is ton, and she had only to observe how
sick with a cold, and Redmond can nicely I would manage the whole
see but little of her till then.” affair.
Quite pleased with my scheme, I I sent Patricia off iu the morning
ran up stairs to give Patricia her to find urbutus with Mr. Sherring
cough drops, sitting down at the ton, while I waited to receive Mr.
window of her room, aud bowing Redmond.
cordially to Mr. Redmond, whom I ■ When ho came I was in the garden
and had ordored lunch at an hour
earlier than usual. My pale blno
silk looked beautiful on the lawn
grass.
“Pray come and seo my tulips Mr.
Redmond,” I called as he walked up
tho avenue.
Ho camo pleased enough, and as
he was especially fond of flowers, I
had no difficulty in detaining him
more than half an hour.
Then, seeing him look at his watch
remarked:
“We won’t wait lunch for Patri
cia, for Mr. Sherrington is with. her.
They lijivo gone roaming off after
Spring fiowors and may not be back
these three hours. Come in and
have a bit of salad, with a cup of
chocolate made by myself, and I cun
recommend it.”
So I kept him for anothor half an
hour, and he left ploasod with his
visit.
Patricia and Sherrington oame
back only fifteen minutes after the
usual lunch hour, the former so de
lighted with a profusion of pink ar
butus as hardly to hood when a serv
ant informed her that “Mr. Redmond
had called to see her, and stayed with
Miss Gertrude for lunch.”
Sho had put tho rosy cluster in
her dark hair, and on tho bosom of
her graceful gray dress, and flushed
with her long ramble, I think I nev
er saw hor look so perfectly lovely.
He has boon hero. Very nico of
von to keep hor out of the way so
long,” I whispered to Clyde.
He looked at mo qneerly, but said
nothing. I did not want him to
xpostnlate with me, as I bolievetl
he wished to do, and so kept apart
from him during the evening, leav
ing him to sing and play with l’a
tricia.
lie was interesting with his very
mn in <o man nor of resorvod modesty.
was glad Patricia found hi nr so,
He had pale, silken hair, that fell in
shadowy curls over a beautiful fore
head, and softly modulated tone of
voice. He contrasted nicely with
her dark, spirited beauty.
“Clyde lias an elder brother
Raymond—just, tho one for Patricia
I wonder if it cannot bo brought
about?”
But I soon had my hands full, for
at all hours of tho day and night
Mr. Redmond came to the hermit
age. Aud it was not long beforo
my success as decoy, was patent to
tho mo3t careless observer.
Ho asked only for “Miss Gci
trudo?”
In three weeks the crisis burst up
on mo. Ho proposed.
‘I used to think Mr. Sherrington
your lover,” he said standing before
me, the light on his frank, hand
suno face, “but late observations
have shown me that his visits her
are for your sister. Since you are
free, then, will you marry me?
can support you well, Gertrude, or
would not ask you to bind your fu
ture with mine. Tho death of my
grandfather, two years ago, lift me
$30,000, besides some-real-estate,
have a pleasant home on tho Hudson
retired, but elegant—where
would like to take you, Gertrude?
Could you ho contented to leave your
friends and live at Robo cottage with
me?”
My umazoment allowed me
stammer nothing intelligible,
some distant way I temporized the
matter, aud begged Mr. Redmond to
give me some time for reflection.
He went away, making an ap
pointment for the next evening.
So thunderstruck was I by the
revelation of Mr. Redmond’s wealth
that I wandered about tho house in
a dazed way not heeding how mama
was fretting about Patricia, who had
gone to ride with Mr. Sherrington
“What is the matter, mamma!
it going to storm?” I said, at lost.
“To storm? Nonsense! Where
are your eyes, Gertrude? It is neur
ly nine o’clock. Putriciu has been
gone seven hours with Mr. Sherring
ton, and I know something is wrong,
“What?” I demanded, rousing my
and twelve
carriage—no
solf.
“I don’t know.”
Nino, ten, cloven
Clock passed. No
nows.
At noon the next day tho buggy
drove intc the yard. Patricia coolly
presented her husband. They had
been married tho evening before by
our pastor at Lowbridgo.
“So nice and so quiet,” said Pa
tricia. “No fuss, no notoriety.”
Sho took hor plaeo Very coolly at
tho table.
You noqdn’t hesitate to take
Gage, now, Gertrude, bo’s dead in
lcvo with you, and as I liko Clyde
best, I thought I’d decide tho mat
ter without any complications.”
I think I was dumbfounded. But
found my tongue, when Mr. Red
mond camo that ovening, and said
Yes.”
I givo my experience for tho bene
fit of otliors. It is dangerous, loan
ing one’s lover.
Hayes’ Final Leap.
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In.these days the contributions to
medical resources aro constant
now ,it is a Pill, an awful Pill, and
now it is a pensive powder". The
latest, additions to the doctor's store
are bones and banjo. A young Phil
adelphia girl who had, since child
hood, boon prevented from walking
by a nervous spino, suddenly mani
fested, two years ago, a frantic lik
ing for hegro minstrel entertain
ments. Physicians long had been
in vain, and tho wretched maiden in
despair turned to the weird ami
mournful beauty of those perform
ances lor distraction. Every even
ing for. those two years she listened
tho bounding freshness of the
jokes, the soft, pathos of the bones,
and as tune wore on, grow stronger
and stronger.. She is now perfectly
well,'and her friends attribute this
pleasant ebajige altogether to the
ni i nstroisy. —Halts Journal of
Health.
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Society Dissipation.
Tt is sad to bo compelled to say it,
yet ’tis true that the faces of so many
of the young ladies in Now York so
ciety aro ugly before their time.
Mqnths of increasing dissipation,
round dances, late suppers, nights
turned into day, all loll their story
in the havoc they make with the
fresh tints and outlines of youth and
in tho glance of innocence which
should be the young soul’s inaliena
ble birthright. There aro young
women under twenty-five, the
daughters of parents high in posi
tion, young ladies who flourish iu
every society column as “belles,” of
course “elegant, accomplished and
beautiful,” who walk the streets
rouged to their eyes, with dose mask
veils, through which no one can
trace tho ravages that a false life—
not time—has made upon them, but.
through whose thin meshes they look
forth, with bold, hard, defiant gaze,
with lifted eyelids that never droop
beneath the most prolonged or equiv
ocal stare.
Philadelphia Time*, Independent.
Mr. Haves, the President, seems, . ,
to have taken nearly the last step on ,
the downward path which he began,
to tread when he turned his back
upon consistency and truth, and
gave his letter of acceptance and in
augural address to the winds by
abandoning his puny effort to purify
tho civil service. Of all the solemn
pledges that ho gave to the nation,
only one remained unviolutod at the
closo of the first year of his adminis
tration. That one was the pledge
of restoration of local self-govern
ment to - tho people, particularly to
bo exemplified by tho relief of tlio
South from military oppression and
■tho brigandage of tho carpet-bagger.
This, too, it is now semi-offlcially
announced, lie proposes to trample
undor foot, aud as the most convinc
ing earnest of his dishonest inton tion
lie hits chosen the editor of the shoot;;
that most reviled his policy as liis
medium Communication witli tl\o,
public. And us if lo mako bis dis
grace and humiliation as complete ps
possible, ho takes Senator Oumorim ;;; n ,
and ox-Soimtor Chandler to his
heart and home, and falling upon ,/,
the bosom of his most outspoken
enemy weeps grout tears of repent-, ,,
unco and begs forgiveness.! J it is to: :i „,
bo Imped that they will forgive ; it
is too much to ask that tlioy will * ; -
forgot. Months ago it was pointod ?
out bjl this journal that Hayes was
willing to descend to any depths to
make peace with tho leaders of his
party. Ilorctnf re tho opportunity .,
lias I icon denied; for tho sake of his
wounded vanity, and in Bheor pity
for a remorseful follow creature, it
is to bo hoped that tho timo has come
at last when they can afford to par-
d:m him. Let proclamation bo .
muda.UmUho. Breaiden t and his par- ,
ty are dneo tiiorb at peace, stumling •
together on tho old war platform,
Lot the old sores ho ripped up ; lot ,
sectional bitterness do its worst; lot
fraud embrace fraud ; let anything ;
liuppon so that the peril of the Dem
ocratic suceo-w may be averted. Mr.
Hayes must bo useful in tho next ,.;
two years. Aftev that tho tool may ■
lio thrown asido, but rest assured it.
will bo despised by nono so much as .
by those whoso dirty work it did.
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Robeson and Orth.
Post.
Washington ...... .,, l}
“Ho long as the ‘solid north’ gos
pel brings hucIi fruit of grace as (
Seeor Robeson aud Venezuela Orth j
it is not worth while to lay awake o’
nights for fear it will gain ascend- ;
ency. Tho old-fashioned variety of
war eon true t and government mule ;
radicalism materializes iu the sliiqio
of a convicted thief whenever it gets
control of a convention, us naturally ;
as any other breed of dog returns to
his vomit.”
fa
In
The Voice of A “Conqueror.”
The Bloody Shirt Philadelphia Prewi.
If the solid south means—us is
now clearly visible—that power is to
ho regained by rebels at uny and
evory cost, and by every imaginable
outrage ou luw, justice and manhood
it is high time the north should be
come solid, too. It would he an un
heard of thing in history for con
querors to tumely submit to bo ruled
by the conquered.
Is
The Grent Georgian.
Philadelphia Times.
The great Georgiun is not Alexan
der II. Stephens nor Benjamin Hill.
It is a heroic citizen who bus never
tuken a drink of liquor nor hud u
spell of sickness, never smoked a ci
gar nor taken a chew of tobucco,
never ate uny animul that could
climb a tree, nor anything that could
live in water or burrow in the
ground, nor unything that was cook
ed by u negro.
During tho prevalence of the yel
low fever tho flies disappeared from
the infected districts.
Will They Never Lot Up?
Washington Post.
The radical party should let tip in
their crusade ugnitmu the greenback
party. The existence of that party
was all that saved them from total an- -
liiliation. If, us they stato, that
party is practically dead, their own
demise will follow at the next elec
tion,
The German Socialists have been
discussing the advisability of an em
igration en nmsso to tho •
States or Asia Minor, whero they can
profess their political and social faith!
t.. - ! .<(1
m peace.
I MW!
Iu 1870 James Miller, of Ohio,
set out with Isis family for the Far
West, in un emigrant wagon drawn
by two horses. While in Missouri
one of tho horses died, and lio stole
another to replaeo it. He was ar
rested, convicted and sentenced to
eight years’ imprisonment. His
term bus just expirod, and with liis
family, tiiut had waited all tho wliilo
in the sumo town, lio has resumed
his journey.
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A Sunday school teaclior was tell
ing her scholars about a
who stolo a hundred dol
sho was interrupted by one of
auditors with tho querry: “And
how did ho get. such « bully chance?”