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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.