r o IH 71 .JRL._jaL._ EN ," . ,U\ A. VVriliS.TKF. rj?ditor and Proprietor. Y OL UM Iv I. ORANGEBURG, SOUTH CAROLINA, SATUR I) A V, APRIL 10, IS7?. A Weekly Paper Devoted lo Temperance, Literature and Politics. NU M JJ ER. 35. AFTEK THE HALL. They ?iud rnuibiyl Ibcir beautiful hair, Theil !i r you the revel has jnsl begun ; Hui for her who steers in your arms, to-night, 'i l|0 revel nf Life ls done! Hui robed and crowned with sal Ul ly bliss, Queen of Heaven and brid" of (he situ, o, beautiful Maud, you'll never mini The tisses another has won ! ANASTASIA'S GHOST. "-.(>&H?^3?lSuW iMf?.u'i iV?vember night. Some vnguo present iment of ovi? weighed npon my heart, ns I sat alone in tho twilight. And yet there wits nothing apparently to make me gloomy. On the contrary, I ought to have been moro than usually cheer ful ; had I not received a delicious promise from Katie Nelson that vory nf fermion ? M po?ni?d to he odd,lo ho sure, that a gray haired widower like myself was lo marry this girl of eighteen. Her mot her hod been a housekeeper in our family, but died soon after Katie's birth. So it happened that, she was adopted by us, as we had no children of our own. My wife treated lier kindly, but without j much warmth of feeling. Anastasia was of such a peculiar disposition that I actually believed sho waa jealous of thia infant. Poor Anastasia ! she warned mo sol eraulv on her death bed never to marry again, and threatened to rise from ber grave in case ol' such an event. Katie was in her tenth year when my .wifo died. I sent her away to a board ing school ; and, as business called me abroad, did not soo her again until my return, eight years afterwards, i was somewhat bewildered to find a lovely woman, instead of the little girl 1 had . left in short, dresses. Of course yon can / guess the seqnel. I fell in love with j this charming adopted daughter. There was something in the frank tenderness of her manner that completely won my heart. It was evident that she was deeply attached to me. I could notrjielp see ing how much higher she valued my society than that of my nephew,Charles Raymond, who had accompanied me from abroad. She never addressed him except in monosyllables, and would Hush all over with embarrassment if ho but entered the room. Eut with me, she was always self-possessed, and so talkative and sociable that I could not help pitying Charlie. He was really quite good-looking, and I used to won der sometimes at her antipathy. Poor fellow; how I dreaded to tell him of my approaching happiness. It would be a great blow to his hopes, for ho had ex pected to inherit my fortune. Katie wasn't a bit Jiko other girls that I had over known anything about, in stead of blushing at my confession that afternoon she turned pale, and shivered ns if struck by a sudden chill. ? no ticed, too, that there was a strange quiver in her voice when she finally consented to be my .wife. I was appre hensive that Charlie had told her what Anastasia had said on her death bed. And yot I couldn fc believe her ghost would bo so inconsiderate. Somehow, I couldn't forget that warning. Anas a ?ia was a remarkable woman, and would Burely keep her" word, if ghosts are per mitted to walk tho earth. Thinking thus, I began to grow frightened at the shadows in my room, and hastily rang tho boll for lights. " Why aro you so lute, Bridget," I asked, sharply, anthe servant entered tho room. "Indade, sir, and it's rnesoli that's been with Miss Katie every bleBaid min uit, and she's almost kilt with a pain in lier head," vc: . ' fi Could tim bo the result ^of our eon vorention that/ afternoon'? Considera bly startled, I questioned Bridget eagor ly. Charlie ?MIHI?: in while wo wore talking. "Kniie ill V" he said, with H shadow on II?K brow. " ls ?I anything ReriotlH, undo ?" What businosn had he to take any special interest in Katie. "Only a headache,'' f answered, j coldly. " Mlie in subject to mich attucks, j Briiif? iu tho toa, Bridget." I "Wo shall ha VG a lonesome evening," j Charlie sighed. I hali bolieved that ho was in love with thc girl himself. ! . It was cheerless, though, without Katie. I missed her bright face behind the tea-tray, Charlie left his cup un tasted. My jealousy was aroused, and 1 watched him keenly. As soon as we were alono, I said, half angrily j " What is tho matter, Charlie? You look as if you hadn't a friend on earth. I didn't know before that you liked Katie KO well." The crimson leaped up to his very brow. " I am filad that you do," I con tinued, hastily, " for yon will soon be connected by ties of relationship. She has promised to be my wife." "You are jesting, uncle!" ho said, doubtingly. " I was never more serious in my life," I answered. Charlie showed evident signs of agi tation. " You have no right to sacrifice that young girl," he said, bitterly. "You aro old enough to be lier father. Of course she accepted you from gratitude. How dare you think of such a thing ?" "No wonder that yon rave," I re plied, with a mocking smile ; "you are disappointed of your inheritance." At that moment tho wind gavo a fear ful shriek outside, and I thought of Anastasia. *' Are you not afraid to marry again?" Charlie inquired, maliciously. "You remember the warning?" " Nonsenso !" I answered ; " it will take something more than a ghoBt to frighten mc out of this marriage." I had scarcely finished speaking, when there came a gust, of wind, and a crashing of glass, and the storm actual ly swept into the room. Wo glanced around us in dismay. The boughs of a large elm trco, that stood in front ol the house, had fallon against tho win now. J/ Charlie gave mo a peculiar look as ] cowered ovor tho firo, and thon barrod the window in tuch a manner- UK fok