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DUBLIN, GEORGIA, WEDNESDAY, APRIL 28,1879.
FOR THE FAIR SEX.
Kiss and Wed. -
Oh, “ Kiss and wed” is often said;
Not often wed and kiss—
It Bhould not try the dullest head
To And what's here amiss 1
If kiss and wed is all that’s said,
If love no further goes,
If, when its happy summer’s fled,
The bloom is off its rose—
It seems to me ’twould better be
To choose a thriftier flower—
And there’s the steadfast apple-tree,
In spring a rosy bower!
But, oil, its hours of lovely flowers
Are but the prelude sweet;
Its summer’s but the trysting-time
When Love and Beauty meet;
And then, what worthier close couldst
To its consistent rhyme,
Than when the fruit hangs ripeningly
In golden autumn-time f
Then let Love be like this good tree,
Thebest keep for the last;
Say “Wed and kiss," and you’ll not miss
The key that holds him fast!
FALSE COLORS.
“Maude, Maude, where are you ?
Here are the invitations to Mrs. Hey
wood’s masked balL Do come down
stairs and let us talk it over.”
“Talk it over, Bell ? What is to
be taked over ? Our costumes ?”
And the speaker, Maude Chester,
came running from the broad stair
way to meet her cousin, standing in
the marble hall awaiting her.’ Maude
Chester and Bell Irving were to
each other, as sisters, for Bell, *or<
plumed from babyhood* knew no
other parents thau the fond uncle
and auut who had adopted her as
their own.
Neither had cause to feel the
slightest pang of jealousy at their
hearts, for though >otally unlike, both
were lovely ; one with the loveliness
of the night., the other a beauty of
that, paler type, eyes matching the
violet in line, and hair of perfect
gold. ■
Blit the violet eyes are opened now
to their widest, fullest extent, as she
sits bewildered, listening to the prop
osition being made her, and she finally
gasps out;
“Are you crazy, Bell, to think of
such a thing ? Pass ourselves off for
each other—you with your hair
as dark as midnight—I with so un
mistakable a contrast. How could
we do it ?”
“Nothing easier, machcrc, while
liair-dressers and wigs are obtainable.
I will get a wig of loveliest blonde,
and you must, just for one night, be
contented with my raven plumage.
We are so near a height that .it can
nover be discovered by our figures ;
and oh ! Maude it would be such rare
fun ! Think of the stately Guy
Mars ton addressing me as Miss Ches
ter ! Who knows ? Perhaps 1 may
enact my part so well that he may
go further, and I shall be obliged to
give a graceful consent to his woo
ing.”
“Nonsense, Bell. Far more likely
is it Capt. Struthers will be my most
urdent admirer, suposing himself to
be momentarily, advancing into the
heart-affections of Miss Bell. As for
Mr. Marston, he is too cautious, too
afraid of his amour propre, ever to
make love to any mask. At all
events, like the war horse, I scent
the battle from afar, and though our
schemes may end in failure, we will
do our best, Bell, to cany out the
deception. But* mind, come weal
come woe, no one is to know that
night’s experience save ourselves.
Are you agreed Y*
“Indeed, I am. I hardly think
we will either of us be tempted
to break that compaot.”
A fortnight later and two girls
stood in Mrs. neywood’s dressing
room. Both were masked while
on one a sheen of gold fell to the
very hem of hor garment. The
other’s hair was bound in braid round
the well-shaped head, which bore its
darker crown so regally. The eyes
of both,- whioh shone beneath the
masks, sparkled with light. Nearly
of a height, and in exquisite cos
tumes, setting off to full advantage
the perfect figures, os they took the
arm of a man attired in the sombre
costume of a monk, they were the
cynosure of many ad mi ring glances.
The elegant house was ablaze with
light. Flowers were everywhere;
delicious music sounded through the
perfumed air, while no musicians
could be seen ; strange forms in cos
tumes of every age and clime glided
through the mazes of the dance.
The scene was one of fairyland. In
the centre'of her beautiful reception
room stood Mrs. Heywood, who ad
vanced to meet her unknown guests,
and then Bell felt her hand drawn
within some one’s arm, and, looking
into tlie masked face of her coin pan
ion attired in the. gorgeous uniform
of a knight, felt sure Guy Marston
stood beside her. This was success
unparalleled. Now, she must play
well her part* He should be the first
to sjicak. Nor did she have to wait
long.
“Have you no word of greeting for
me, Miss Chester ? I have waited so
impatiently for your coming, and
began to fear disappointment was to
bo my portion.?’
To the eager ear of the listener the
rich, full tones of the speaker made
assurance doubly sure, and her heart
beat high with triumph as she un
swered ;
“Pray, Sir Knight who is this
Miss Chester whose coming you have
so eagerly awaited. I would that I
were she to be assured of so sweet a
welcome!”
“Ah ! You play your part well;
but you cannot so readily deceive me
who has learned your witcheries so
well. If you were a better adept at
disguise, Miss Chester, you should
have at least concealed that golden
vail. Ah, you start! You have
not forgotten Our horseback ride to
gether, when, as now, that shower
floated over your back before you
could again restore it to the keeping
of the envious pins. Maude, from
that day I loved you. Have you no
answer for me ?”
Auswer! What should she say ?
How could she escape from this
dreadful position in which her own
recklessness had placed her ? Was
this man mud, that he presumed Bo
surely that Maude Chester leaned
upon* his arm. She had indeed play
ed her part well; too well, alas ! but
now it must be played out to the
bitter end.
“What a charming treat Miss
Chester is missing. Your rehearsal
of your role, sir, shows how admira
bly you can render it when the play
becomes reality and you have your
proper audience. Allow mo to try
and find- her for you.”
And slipping her hand from his
arm, she turned away. But he, as
keen and quick as she, caught and
held her ; and again ho drew her to
his side.
“Mau^n you are startled by what
I have said. Perhaps I should not
have spoken here, but I wanted to
show you how little you could deceive
me, even though your face were
masked a hundred times. Do I not
know every trick, every gesture ?
Have I not watched you scores of
times with eyes hungering, that you
little dreamed were upon you ! Did
you think to deceive me, little one ?
Come, confess yourself. You have
played well your petty sham, but,
my darling, we are dealing now with
serious things. Maude, will you be
my wife ?”
Tight pinioned was her hand with
in his grasp ; his eyes looking down
into hers, demanded an answer to
his question. How could she tell all
to this stern man, who had thus
humbled himself. Then, too, hor
promise to Maude bound her. How
dared he be so sure of himself? And
almost without thought save of her
present dilemma, and how she should
escapo from it, with a whispored yes
she slipped from his grasp and was
gone.
With hurrying feet she sped up
the staircase, which an hour before
she had trodden ho lightly, and ran
swiftly on, until sho once again
gained the empty dressing ‘ room,
threw herself on a lounge, almost
sobbiug with excitemont. •
“Bell, what is it—what is the mat-
ter-?” and Maude Chester stood be
fore her. “I have looked for you
everywhere. Capt. Struthers lias
been making most desperate love to
me,’and you may bo prepared for
anything that may follow. I ran off
now to escape the denouement /”
“Matter, Maude ! Oh, I wish we
had never concocted this scheme.
That hateful Mr. Marston insisted
upon it that I was Miss Chester.
His lordship could not bo deceived,
and so he finally proposed.”
“Bell, and what did yon say ?”
“What could I- say ? Ho held me
so tightly I could not escapo, and
before I knew it, Maude, I said ‘yes,’
and then I broke away from him and
fled here—oh, so glad to get rid of
that hateful wig and be myself once
more. Don’t-look so white, Maude!
What right had ho to be so sure ?
You can soon undeceive him.”
“I must try to,” broke in slow,
faltering tones from Maude Chester’s
pallid lips. t “But, oh, Bell, what a
terrible mistake you have made !”
“Never mind ! don’t feel so dread
fully about it. He is not worth it;
Come, it is past twelve, and I just
heard orders given below to unmusk.
You can inform his lordship, when
you next see him, that you have
changed your mind.”
Half an hour later, and Miss dies
ter, in her radiant beauty, again en
tered the elegant drawing-room of
her hostess. Her domino had been
discarded, her wig thrown aside, and
sho and her cousin, in their exquis
ite ball dresses, carried off the ac
knowledged palm for beauty. Scarce
ly had she crossed the threshold than
she saw approaching hor the man,
toward whom she had assisted in so
shameful a betrayal. His handsome
eyes Were alight with lovo and hap
piness, as they rested on hor loveli
ness, and drawing her little hand
within his own, ho spoke no word
until they stood alone, in a little
boudoir fragrant with flowers, where
they wore safe from interruption.
Then turning and clasping both
her hands in his, he said;
“Now, Maude before I dure realize
my great happiness, let me look once
more into your eyes, listen once
again to that sweet confession of
your love, know that you have given
yourself, really to me, and pray God
that I may prove worthy such a gift.”
“What do you mean, Mr. Mar-
slon ? I am hardly prepared for such
language from your lips. You speak
in enigmas.”
“Enigmas ? Is my lovo, then,
such an enigma that you cannot
solve it ? Have you already forgot
ten the whispered yes you breathed
in my ear, scarce one short hour
ago ? Do not trifle with me, Maude.
I am in no mood for trifling.”
“Neither am I; and when you
speak of a whispered yes, I wish to
assure you, Mr. Marston, these are
the first words I have listened to
from your lips this evening.”
“Stop, Maude / For God’s sake !
Let me at least believe there is truth
left in woman ! Do not let me feel
those lips could frame u lie, those
eyes look falsehood. If in this one
short hour you have regretted your
answer, tell me so darling and I will
leave you.”
Very pale was the girl before him,
but in her voice was no trembling,
as she answered :
“I am sorry, Mr. Marston ; more
sorry thanJ can toll you, that this
unfortunate mistake has occurred;
but once more I must assure you
theso are tbe first words you have ad
dressed to me to-night. Let us for
get thorn, and return to tho ball
room—”
“Forget them. No, I have no
wish to forget them. I have plead
to yon to-night the lovo of a man at.
least honest in liis wooing. Once
before to-n*ght your eyes looked love,
your lips spoke it; once I held this
hand and dreamt it would bo mv
highest honor to hold it always, and
keep mine free from stain, worthy
its pure touch. The lesson yon have
taught mo, Miss Chester, is a very
bitter one, coming ns it does from so
fair a teacher. Take your triumph
home to your heart, fondle it, oherish
it, but take care lost it turn not,
scorpion-like, and sting yon to tho
core.”
Thon, with a low bow, he left her,
and Maude Chester realized that the
hour which first taught hor lovo,
taught hor hpr life’s misory, wrought
by her own hand.-
But in all that bitter time that
followed, none, save herself, Jcnew
her heart’s Boorot. With her own
sweet smile sho congratulated hor
cousin upon her engagement to Mr.
Struthers, and accepted her merry
badinage with a laugh os merry as
that it echoed. But many, many
nights she watched until dawn broko
by hor window, and saw only, as sho
gazed into tho darkness, a stern,
liandsomo face, showing the scorn
the man felt for her supposed false
hood, heard in tho silent watches
that clear voice ringing out his con
tempt for her.
At lust the summor came, and on
a lovely morning in July, two meii
walked together on the beach at
Newport. In the distanco was a
merry scene, as the bathers plunged
and dashed amid tho surf, but Guy
Marston’s eye rested not on them,
and there was a sadness in his tone,
as, turning in his old, cordial way,
und grasping Bill Struthor’s hand,
he said :
“Indeed, old fellow I do congrat
ulate you most heartily. I have mot
Miss Irving, and remember hor with
J?at pleasure, but you must oxciiso
•rip, riiy dear fellow, from acceding
to your request to bo best man at
your wedding. I expect to go abroad
next month, and the time of my re
turn is uncertain.”
“IndeedI How sorry I am to
hoar it! By the way, Guy, I hoped
once you and I would be cousins by
marriage one day. That is a charm
ing girl—Miss Chester—ulthough I
have scarcely yet forgiven hor the
shabby trick she played on me the
night of Mrs. Hovwood’s ball. You
know she and Bell are so much the
same height that that night they
determined to pass off for each other,
and well they did it,-too. Willi the
aid of false hair, etc., the ruse was
perfect, and, by Jove, I made lovo to
Miss Chester all the blessed evening.
I never discovered my mistake either
until a few days ago, when Bell, in
a burst of confidence, told me of it;
ami, by the way, I believe this is a
gross betrayal, so you must keep the
pledgo inviolate.”
As in a dreun Guy Marston listen
ed, and all was made pluin. Yet,
what mattered it to him? Still, he
could now remember her unsullied
by a lie. Hark! What was that?
A woman’s scream rang out upon
the still summer air. Surely Guy
Marston knew that voice, all changed
as it was by terror. With a few
hurried strides he stood among the
anxious, frightoned people on tho
beach. Almost all had left tho surf,
the boats had been withdrawn, but
far out upon the waters was a
woman’s face—the face of tho girl
Guy'Marston loved. This only lie
remarked, as dashing* his coat upon
the sands, he plndged into the
waves, and fought wind and tide till
he gained Maude Chester’s side.
Her strength was almost gone when
he reached her, and she stretched
out her arms to him in very helpless
ness; but os he clasped her to his
breast, she clinging to him in de
spair, he felt it was sweeter thus to
die than live his life apart from her.
But his strong arm failed him not,
and though the battle was a fierce
one, ho knew his prize was won, ere
tho waves throw him fainting on the
beach.
That night Maude Chester listened
once aeain' to words of love from
Guy Marston’s lips, and as she lay
exhausted and worn with the excite
ment of tho morning, clasped in his
irms, ho needed no tolling to assure
11m that Maude Chester nod given
into his kcopiug the ont lovo of her
life. Jens*ik Wren.
Tho Presidential
(Cbiimus/inoviat.]
Six months ago tho surfneo indica
tions showed divisions among Demo
crats on the Presidential question of
an apparently irreconcilable nature,
at the same time that they pointed
to tho harmonious nomination
of General Grant by the .Republicans.
To-dayjjho situation is somewhat
chYingcdffk The nomination of (Urn-
oral Grant is by no means a certainty,
whilst a final union of Democrats
upoii Tildon and Hendricks is re
garded as a probable contingency,
even by those who are opposed, to it.
It is well known to the readers of
tho Courier-Journal that we have
never for a moment doubted this lat
ter. From the first it seemed to ns
inevitable. In a country so great ns
ours personalities are of small ac
count. No man’s popularity or un
popularity is broad enough to spread
itself over tho continent and distinct
enough to affect tho play of those
moral forcos whioh develop into or
ganized ideas. A very popular man
may make a weak candidate. A very
unpopular man might make 'a very
strong one. In any and in ovory
event, ho is the strongest candidate
who best expresses the prevailing as
piration, tho interests, the wants,
the needs, tho feelings of tho timo.
Mr. TildOn was not named for tho
Presidency in ’76 because ho had won
tho affections of tho convention that
named him. He was tho most con
spicuous representative of Adminis
tration Reform possessed by the
Democratic party,. and ‘ Administra
tion Reform was the issuo of the
hour. Tho result proved tho wisdom
of the sclootion. *A greater, cam
paign, hotter organized and bettor
led, was never made in this or any
country. Against odds which
had baffled all preceding offort, the
election was achieved. That the
candidates elected wore not sooted is
attributable to no lack of offort or
courage on their part. There arc
those, indeed, who pretend to think
that they should have resorted to
some extraordinary measure looking
to their induction to office. But it
is difficult to see; iu view of all tho
circumstances, what thoy could have
done which would not have ingulfed
themselves, the party and the coun
try in hopeless turmoil and ruin.
Upon no hypothesis, oxcopt that of
playing what is called a “bluff,” can.
any reasonable pretense bo set up in
this regard, and “bluffs” mayor may
not turn out well. In politics, as in
gaming, it is sufest to “hold the
cards.”
During tho winter of ’76-7 the
Democrats did not “hold the cards.”
Tho Republicans did. They had
Grant, a military man, in tho White
House, seeking a disturbance, but
ready to welcome Hayes on the
threshold with outstretched hands.
They had tho army and tho navy,
deployed for the purpose, to escort
him to the door. Thoy had theson-
ate to count him in and the Supremo
Court to find tho law for it. Tho
Democrats wore not in possession of
one single factor except tho prima-
facie evidence of having elected their
ticket and a wavering, divided und
powerless House of Representatives.
They controlled no Northern Legis
lature. Thoy could not set a squad
ron in the field or send a soldier fur
enough on any of tho lines of trans
portation to report to a drum major.
The assertion of force must needs
have been destructive. That it was
discouraged by Mr. Tilden shows his
firmness und sagacity in a trying or
deal, and, to-day the country owes
its peace and the Democratic party
its united existence, to his absti
nence. Insteud of proving a weak
ness, it will be ono of the strongest
arguments in fuvor of his election
next year, and, joined to the issue
lepresoutod in his person—tho vin
dication of our elective system and
the righting of a grievous wrong done
tho people through him—will muko
his defeat impossible.
It would have been better had the
Democrats refrained from tho insane
und unjust effort to make him the
scape-goat for the Electoral Tribunal
disaster. But, in the long run, facts
rule. Neither can they be obscured
or perverted. Tho more that phase of
the dilemma is dismissed, the clearer
will the conduct of Mr. Tilden shine,
and, to -this end, that, when the head
and heart of the Democratic musses
begin seriously to put themselves to-
got her, anything else than tho accla-
mohious renomination of the old
ticket will appear tnoiiBtrous. In the
meantime heedless politicians, hud
dled iu the cliques at Washington,
who have not the disinterestedness to
comprehend the play of great ideas,
or to see the tendency of those un
dercurrents which so often and so
suddenly whirl the unwary down,
had better look to it that they do mfc
make a record hurtful to themselves.
Already enough nonsense has been
exuded by unthinkingprejudice and
blind, personal feeling. The time
has come for dikeretfon to assert it
self, and, whether it falls in with the
yiows horejjj expressed, or not, that
it sliould refrain from violencoi The
people, whose bettor judgmen t .is evor
allied to a eeuso of honor quel justico,
are, as usual, in advance of tho poli
ticians. They cannot bo put down
by glamor. They will require both
facts and logic of those who propose
to divert tlibm from thcr lino ’of their
duty, for, in their heart’of hearts,
they have long resolved that—
"Ihirl ram’s right and Bertram’s might
Shall meet on KHangowan’s height.”
Opening tlie Tilden Campaign In
Pennsylvania*
A large.meeting was hold in Pitts
burg, Pa,, Tuesday night by tho '
Tilden Club. Hon. James II. Hop
kins spoke, denouncing* 'Federal
frauds, ndvomiting free elections and
indorsing Mr. Tildon. Tho follow
ing letter from Mr. Tildon was read :
'‘To the Lecture Committee of the
Iron City Tilden Club, Pittsburg,
Pa.\
“Please commumcate toyourelub
my thanks for their invitation to at
tend the lecture of Mr. Hopkius^
though my engagements rondor it
impossible to be present. In 1876
tho Democracy achieved a victory in
tho nanioaud for the sake of a reform
of administration whioh would re
store the government in spirit and
substance, as well as in form, to tho
benign character in winch it was
created by our patriotic ancestors.
They were defrauded of the fruits of
that victory by a falso count of the
electoral votes. That wrong casts
upon this generation the responsibil
ity of u far greater question! The
great duty is to vindicate the right
of the people to oloctivo self-govern
ment. If tile subversion of the elec
tive system proves successful aud
prosperous, those who are in power
will count thoraBolvcs in at every
election and prolong their dominion
indefinitely. Such a question ought
to bo divested of ovory personal as
pect. Tho wrongs to individuals be
comes insignificant in comparison
with tho crime against tho people,
against free government'and all tho
best hopes of mankind.”
The Noise of the Finger.
In the current number of the
Medical Record, Dr. Hammond says
that when you ppko the end of your
finger in your oar the roaring noise
heard is tho sound of the circulation
in your finger. Which is a fact, as
anyone can demonstrate for himself
by first putting his fingers in his ears
and thon stopping them up with
other substance. Try it and think
what awonderof a machine your body
is, that oven the point of your fingers
are such busy workshops that they
roar like nunml! Niagara. The roar
ing is probably more riian the noise
of tho circulation of tho blood. It
is tho voice of all vital processes that
are always going forward in every
living body, from conception to
death.