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INSURANCE AGENCY.
PARTIES wishing to Insure their DWEL
LINGS, GOODS, Ac, can do soon the lowest
torin*, and io tho BEST COMPANIES, by call
ing on tho Undersigned.
D. R. DURISOE,
A ?ont for A. G. HALL'S Insurance Agency
J*n I Jj 1
PLANTERS' HOTEL.
AUGUSTA, GA.
i\ewiy EHniisiieu. anti.iccfittcd,
Unsurpassed by any TTotol South,
Waa Reopened to tho Public Oct. S, 1S66.
T. S. NICKERS ON, Proprietor.
Jan. 1. tf 1
THE
Corner Drug Store,
AT
iSTo. 1, 3?ark How,
T. W, CAEWILE.
I HAVE just received a FRESH SUPPLY of
GOODS pertaining to my line of business, con
sisting of
Tiemai. - LAUNDRY BLUE,
HurJy's WORM CANDY.
Essence of JAMAICA GINGER,
Costar'* INSECT POWDERS,
H Hostottor'x STOMACH BITTERS,
Hairs Sicilian HAIR RENEWER,
Spear's FRUIT PRESERVING SOLUTION,
Mrs. Winslow's SOOTHING SYRUPJ
Radway'* READY RELIEF,
M?STANG LINIMENT,
Efforvoscins Sol. CITRATE MAGNESIA,
PHILOTOKEN, or FEMALE'S FRIEND,
Ayer's CHERRY PECTORAL,
Sylvester's BENZINE, or STAIN REMOVER
Beckwith'* Anti-Dy*peptic PILLS,
A. Q Simmons' LIVER MEDICINE,
CONGRESS WATER.
CONSTITUTION WATER,
Genuine Old PORT WINE,
SHERRY and MADEIRA WINE,
FRENCH BRANDY,
Fine Family WHISKEY",
Bininger'.* Old Loudon Dock GIN,
Fresh SEID LUTZ POWDERS,
CORN STARCH.
COOKING EXTRACTS-Lemon, Orange, Va
nilla and R--*e,
Sulphate QUININE,
Sulphate MORPHINE.
Durkee's Concentrated POTASH,
NA TRO NA SAPONIFIER for making SOAP
Cox's SPARKLING GELATINE, Ac.
For the Hair*
Mrs. Allon'* ZY* LA BALSA MUM,
B. rry's TRICO P HE RUS,
EUREKA HAIR INVIGORATOR,
Autique UAIR OIL,
Btnt'e OIL and Creole HAIR OIL,
Phil..combe POM KDE,
Pure OX MARROW, ic.
For the Handkerchief.
LUBTN'S GENUINO EXTRACTS-assorted,
BURNETT'S KLORI M EL,
Genuine DELL COLOGNE.
NIGHT BLOOMING CEREUS, Ai.'
Fancy Articles.
JIlgH?j Perfumed RICE FLOUR for tho Toilet
Pur* LILY WHITE.
Lubiu'* TOILET POWDER,
Fancy PUFF ?OXES.
B.ainV SHAVING CREAM,
Military Shaving SOAP,
TOILET SOAPS <>f nil kimi*.
The vary bwt TOOTH BRUSHER.
Fin? m*ortm-iit of HAIR CRUSHES,
Hit and Clothe* I: It I'S ll ES,
Drettitis COMBS. Fin? Tooth COMBS,
T?wth WASHERS ;>nd POWDERS, 4c.
--ALSO
Coi?"'ant ly ??n hand n larc? ap?ortn?ent '-f
LAMPS: L.mp CHIMNKYS, BUHNERS, .tc.
I . ? ? R E KEROSINX OIL.
NURSING BOTTLES, improved siylo,
PENS. INR. ST ?. TIO NE RY',
Filler's LEAD PENCILS, .tc, ,\ e.
-Or-A ll *<dd f??r the most reasons ?le price, but
STRICTLY CASH.
T. W. CAUU'ILE,
At Sign Golden Mortar.
June 23 tf 2C
Seed Wheat!
W,
E HAVE SELECTED with eire different,
varieties of SEED WHEAT, which we offer
fur salo.
BR.l?VCII, SCOTT k CO.,
AUGUSTA, OA. I
Sept 28 St IO
A
R0<i: OF CASHMERE,
5T\TUBAL TINT OF THE COMPLEX
I?N. For sale Uv
IIIOS. W. C..RWILF,
At Sign Gulden Mortar.
tr At I
Oct IS If ?
CARPETS.
JAMES G. BAILIE & BROTHER
having finished the improvement* to their Storo,
rerpectfully invite the attentiot of their custo
mers and tho public generally, to their new and
large stock of CARPETS, Ac. which they have
just received, and aro now opening, as follows :
English Brussels and Vclvot CARPETS
Hoavy Three Ply and Ingrain CARPETS
Venetian, Dutch and Vienna CARPETS
List, Felt and Hemp CARPETS
RUGS. DOOR MATS, BINDING and
THREAD
Woolen CRUMB CLOTHS and WIDE DRUG
GETS
Stair CARPETS, Stair RODS and Stair CRASH
COCOA MATTINGS and Red Chock and
White MATTINGS
CARPET PAPER, HASSOCKS, Ac, Ac.
We are opening a beautiful stock of
Curtain Goods,
REPS, SATIN, DELAINES, DAMASKS, LACE
.CURTAINS
Gilt and Wood CORNICES and BANDS
PINS, TASSELS, LOOPS and GIMPS
MOREENS, TURKEY RED and Chinli CALICO
PICTURE TASSELS, CORDS and NAILS
Piano and Table COVERS and Table COVER
INGS.
Window Shades
Of new styles and patterns, nnd all sizes used,
with necessary Trimming?.
Our Stock in this department is completo in
NEW PATTERNS." In our stock ot
Wail Papers and Borders,
PAPER SHADES, FIRE PRINTS and SIDE
LIGHT PAPERS, mny bo found tho latest pat
terns and a large Stock to select from, and the
prices low enough to please.
Floor and Table Oil Cloths.
Having purchased largely of these Gond*, we
aro prepared to ofFur in all
Quantities and widths ol FLOOR OILCLOTHS
And in ul! quantities ..f TABLE OIL CLOTHS
STAIR OIL CLOTHS .md OIL CLOTH
GOODS.
A beautiful ttock of these goods at LOW
PRICES.
^ CARPETS Made and Laid, WINDOW
SHADES Squared, Trimmed and put up, and
OIL CLOTHS laid promptly.
JAMES G. BAILIE A BROTHER,
205 Broad Street.
Augusta, Ga., Oct. 26 Cm 44
)nr Motto : As Cheap as Hie riu-apcsl !-.ls
Good as the Best !
JAMES ii. GLOVER,
WITH
KUSEL & BROTHER
U'liolesaie and Retail Dealers
-IN
FINE READY-MADE
.outing.
For ITIcn, Boys & Children's Wear,
FASHIONABLE HATS & CAPS,
AND
3ENTS' FURNISHING GOODS,
Under Globe Hotel.
ATJG-U3T J^, Gr El O.
??r'?ko very latest stylos in SILK HATS
Iwayn on bund.
A eal] is respectfully solicited before pu.-cha
in;; elsewhere.
Augu ta, Oct 12 3m 42
REMOVAL !
Milrina in/a lyriyrairTOiNjj
HAS REMOVED HER
MILLINERY AND FANCY GOODS STORE
From No. 22G to No. 253 Broad St.,
Tico Door? above thc old insurance Dank,
?VTiere she lias Opened an Elegant and
Varied Assortment of
SATS AKA B0SHITS,
OF ALL THE LAT!ST STYLES,
Vhich the will soil at tho LOWEST POSSIBLE
PRICES, Wholesale nnd Retail.
Augusta, Oct 12 lm 42
No. 1
PERUVIAN GUANO !
WE ARE NOW PREPARED to receive
Orders for No. 1 PERUVIAN GUANO,
whieh we nro expecting direct fr?in the PERU
VIAN AGENTS, and which we can GUARAN
TEE TO BE PURE, an i of FRE>H IMPOR
TATION.
Parties luyinj before its arrival, will bo al
lowed a LIBERAL DISCOUNT.
Wc w> uld advi.o our friends to send in their
Orders early.
BRANCH, SCOTT & fO"
268 II ROAD STREET,
AUGUSTA, (JA.
Oct 27 ' 1m ^4
JAS. T. GARDINER,
MCINTOSH STREET,
AUGUSTA, G-A..,
* DEALER IN
PURE
Peruvian Guan?
AND THE BEST
BONE SUPER PHOSPHATES,
And for which
nil Orders will Receive Prompt Attention,
AT THE LOW EST CASH PRICES.
Augusta, Oct 20 Oui 43
Kerosine Oil
TrrST RECEIVED
1 Hld. Standard White K KR OS IN E OIL,
wirra*:) ul to stand t!ie test nf heat lill degree.',
and is therefore non-expfosivo.
U. L. PENN.
OcL 28 If 44.
TWO EVENINGS TWO YEARS
APART.
" Christine, will you go out on the
1 ike the evening ? Its a splendid night
for a sail?"
The young lady thus interrogated
sat by one of the front windows of a
large and handsome country residence.
Hor feet rested on an ottoman, and she
was surveying the rosettes which mount
ed a pair of daintily embroidered slip
pers, with a languid air and an absent,
half dissatisfied expression. At her
brother's question, she turned and look
ed out of the window, and the summer
evening revealed its beauty and its glo
ry to the eyes of Christine Jarvys.
The house was situated on an emi
nence, which commanded a view of the
country for miles around. The moon
had just come over the distant hills,
and froin her urn of gold was poured
out that crystal river of light whose
waves overflowed the landscape, and
let a grace and beauty to every object
they touched. About a mile oil*, be
yond the meadows, lay tho lake, its
silver steam flashing between the green
shores, and losing itself in a bend of
the valley. The wind shook out sweet
perfumes from the garden beneath ; and
the stars overhead wore bright. Such
was the summer evening which Chris
tine Jarvys beheld.
Her eyes did not brighten much in
loving recognition of its beauty. There
was a shadow still on the young and
sweet face which she turned to her
brother.
" I don't feel much inclined for going
DU the water this evening, Alfred." she
replied, and the listless rones suited the
shadows in her face. " Who is to go
resides you ?"
'"Nobody except Frank Reynolds and
Ben. Grant to manage the boat," he re
ilied. "You'd better go ' with us, in
stead of staying here, and moping
brough the evening alone," the young
nan added, as he threw his slight gracc
'ul limbs into the chair opposite his pis
ar.
'. I think I shall be able to stand it
?mellow,'' said the young lady, with a
?esigned expression of tone and face,
vhich plainly indicated that she re
tarded martyrdom as her peculiar des
iny, and intended to meet her fate with
becoming fortitude.
Alfred Jarvys leaned forward, rested
me hand on his sister's knee, and looked
n hov face.
" What's gone wrong now, Christie,
hat you're down in the dumps like
his?,'' said he. "Come, don't act so, .
- - . 1 _ 1 .. . i.i - -rwn?v.. if?Mn__.J
he matter."
Thus adjured, the young lady conde
cended to explain the .causes which
lad produced her present gloomy views
?f human nature, and of the world in
jcneral.
"The truth is, Alfred," said she.
you're a man and won't understand
mything about it ; but my bonnet came
lome this afternoon, and its a perfect
right-a great bunch of poppies on the
attside, and purple mignonette seattcr
id through the inside trimming-when
mrple is so unbecoming; it always
nade me look so hideous."
Alfred Jarvys was a generous, good
.attired young man ; moreover, he
oved his pretty sister dearly ; so he
mt on a deeply sympathetic voice and
ace, much such a one as a father would
iver a decapitated plaster of Paris dog,
vhich his child might hold up to him.
'? Well," said he, " its too bad about
,he bonnet, Christie, that's a fact."
" But that isn't all, Alfred," she con
inued. " My dress maker ha? just sent
ne word that she forgot the blue trim
nings for my dove colored silk, and so
[ shan't have it ready to wear at Col.
Hamlin's to-morrow evening."
" The victim of a milliner and man
tuamaker!" said her brother. "On
the whole, Christie, you are an amiable
girl, but I don't suppose that the most
exemplary of your sex could stand such
a conjunction of trials and sufferings.
A ruined bonnet and an unfinished
dress? It's too much. I stand appall
ed before such miseries !"
A loud hearty laugh concluded, as
was most fitting, the mock sympathy of
Alfred Jarvys' speech ; though, to tell
truth, ho commenced it with a benevo
lent intention of entering fully into his
sister's feelings and disappointments.
But his sense of the ludicrous was keen,
and his relish of a joke intense, and
the latter carried the day,
Christine Jarvys drew back, with an
unusual disply of dignity.
"I see how it is, Alfred," said she;
" you're making tun of my troubles, after
all ; I don't want any more of your pre
tended sympathy."
" Well, now, it is really too bad,"
said he.
" I'm just, as sorry for the little, girl
as I can be," he added, leaning forward
once more and seizing her small wrists.
But as though his sister's cup of afflic
tions was not yet filled to thc brim, a
jet bracelet, exquisitely mounted with
carved ivory, snapped under the young
man's hand. Christine gave a loud
shriek, as the beautiful, fragile toy foll
lo the floor, scattering on the carpet its
fragments of dainty workmanship.
This was too much. Christine Jarvys
fell back in her chair and burst into
tears. Her brother "aw this was no time
for joking, and with real concern on
his face, he put his arm round his sis
ter.
" I'm so sorry, Christie," said he, " I
really wouldn't have done it for all the j
world. Come now, kiss me and make
it up, and you shall have another brace
let, handsomer than this."
" I don't want another," sobbed the
petted girl. "Uncle Robert gave me
that on my last birthday, and I wouldn't
have had it broken for all the world. I
know what your sympathy is good lor,
and that you are laughing at me all thc
time."
" Look up, and see if I am," said the
young man. "Come, Christie," he ad
ded. " don't pout any more. Forget all
ah.ail your troubles and go out and
have a sail, and a song with me ; it's
high time wc were off."
I "I can't go with you, Alfred. Don't
wait for me," she said, hugging the
luxury of her grief.
" Well, then, good by ; when Lc?m?
back, two hours hence, I hope I sn??
find a better disposed little sister,'' af
the young niau as he rose up, a lit
annoyed that his attempts to app?
the girl met with no bette- success.,
kissed her forehead, for her che
were hidden in her hands, and ther
went out.
Christine Jarvys sat still in the
light, and listened for her bro?
steps. She heard them go swiftly-^^&i
the long gravel walk and pause ?KSBe
front gate, while he talked -,with fro
gardener. She took hands - from' LSL
eyes and looked out, and the silencer]
and beauty of the night reproved lier.
The better part of her . nature rose up,
and showed her that she had been mi
just and irritable. Despite all the faults
of her education, she had fine instinct,
and a generous, exuberant nature. She
sprang up and ran down stairs, and out
into the garden. Her brother had gone
some distance down the road, but her
voice reached him and brought him
back.
" Alfred," said she, putting her arms
about her neck, " I'm very sorry I Was
so cross to you just now, but I was so
fretted, you know. Tisn't any mather
about thc bracelet ; and I've come out
to kiss you good-by for two hours.
" "What ! are you not going with us ?'
lie said. " Run back and get your
bonnet."
" I can't, dear Alfred," she roplij
" Mrs. Melvyn sent me a message th?t
she would pass an hour with me this
evening, and I promised to be at home.
But I hope you ll have a nice sail.''
She put up her rosy lips, ami her
brother kissed theni warmly.
'"Good-bye, Christie," said ho. "Et
a good girl, and I shall be -, back in a
couple of hours."
And so they parted at the gardon
gate: and the last chapter of Alfred
and Christine Jarvys' life together "fois
closed without sign or warning. Its
pages had been made up with the pleas
ant years of their childhood and youth,
and all the lines had boen written in
light and gladness. But in after years
those last words and that last kiss were
to the heart of Christine Jarvys ?Ike
golden blossoms covering the tendrils
of memory, which look tl cir deep root
inj-hat last hour of lier brother's life.
Alfred and Christine Jarvys were or
phans. They had, however, been adopt
ed by their father's brother andchis
wife. The gentleman was a weujthv
banker, and as he hail no ch i kirai of
nciie.
No wealth had been spared-no luxu
ry it could purchase forgotten in thc
training of the young orphan, boy and
girl. Their uncle and aunt made earth
ly idols ol' the children who had lallen
to them, and they grew up with no idea
of the sorrow, and trial, and discipline,
which are tho heritage of tho sons and
daughters of men. Tho boy, with his
dark, handsome face and Hashing eyes,
in which spirit and mirth were forever
at strife, was a perfect antithesis to
Christine, whose fair countenance was
tho bequest ol' her mother.
Alfred bail graduated with high hon
ors at college. Christine, who was two
years younger, was accomplish^ after
her age and social standard ; but bough
her lifo ol' ease and luxury had -wak
ened and warped her heart and soul,
still the good seed waited in thewarm
soil, which would quicken it itto life
and blossoming.
Y . and Mrs. Jarvys resided into wu :
but as they grew older their unnal
visits to watering-places becam irk
some, and they at last purchased .-hand
some country house in the lake ihtrict,
and thither thu family repaired every
summer. I
It was a beautiful spot, locke*up in
rare shrtfhberiesj with gardon ?nd
groves ; and. as th? master and ustress
were extremely hospitable, their con:
try home was frequently crowdii with
company, and so the brother an sister
sported and dreamed away the unmet
in the midst of scenery that wasi con
staut picture.and poem to the bed :hat
could receive it.
Mr. and |Irs. Jarvys had ben =nd
derily summoned from home to Dme
business, at the time of which ? wite,
and it chanced that the brotlermd
sister were left alone, as the guestshey
were expecting did not arrive uni a
week later.
Christine Jarvys went slowly ) to
the house in the pale moonlight. Tho
shadow had gone off from her faccphe
had quite forgotten her spoiled boot,
her unfinished dress, her broken bee
let. She gathered a few sprays oflig
nonette, and some carnations-forev
ers flanked each side of tho front nile
-and then, after a long pause othe
front steps, in which she did truind
loving reverence to the night, shesnt
into thc parlor. A gentleman rohip
from thc sofa, and informed her thjhe
had brought her a message from Irs.
Melvyn. The lady had been surp'ed j n
that evening by the unexpected aral '
of her parents, an 1 would not blple
to fulfill her engagement withiiss
Jervys.
The bright eyes of the young hess
searched the speaker's face, as llo
livered his message. It was a fin no,
\\4lh a thin delicacy of outline, d a ! ho
thoughtful, earnest expression, lilthe j no
Hash and change ol'Alfred's; aithe J wi
lips had a smile not frequent nor ith- j rei
fill, but full of grave sweetness, ich tu
matched the eyes.
" Will you take a seat?" said Hs-1 ric
tine, ?as the gentleman concludhis < ge
errand. . j "tl
"Thank you. I fear I shall ni n I coi
you," said tin? young man, takihis til
hat, evidently supposing the invion wi
morely conventional. | j W
'.Oh, no.' she said. "I am ute P?
alone, as my brother has gone ton
the lake lor an hour or two." ed,
The gentleman looked in th erl'fl up
face for a moment, lt was'a -sly, tai
searching gaze, yetby no means imc- coi
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" You are a friend of Mrs. Melvyn's,
I conclude ?" saidChristine.
'? My older brother, who is dead, was
a friend of her husband's," ho replied:
"I ain, for the next six months, a tutor
of her two sons."
. Somehow, the better instincts of the
flattered heiress recognized the true
manliness of her guest in his brief, can
did answer. There was no question
that the tutor was a gentleman, in the
truest meaning of the word ; a meaning
that comprehends certain indigenous
qualities of the heart arid soul which
no social grafting can confer.
" Well, I am a woman, you know,"
said Christine, smiling the bright, frank
emile which lilied her face with light
and sweetness, " and have my legacy of
curiosity ; but I will not exercise the
prc" Dgative of my sex further than to
ask you one question more. What is
vour name?"
' " Charles Winthrop," he replied. " It
is known neither in camps nor councils,
nor in the world of letters ; it is famous
nowhere ; and in the wide world its
best merit is, I believe, that it is pre
cious to a very few hearts."
" You are a very strange man,"
thought Christine Jarvys. Her guest
smiled quietly to himself. " Did he
guess what I was thinking?"
After this, she could not tell how
they glided off into an animated con
versation on various matters. Christine
was glad enough to find a man who led
her out of herself, and whose speech
hail some nerve and force in it ; who
never availed himself of an opportuni
ty to turn a pretty compliment to her
self, but who stimulated her own
thoughts, who was full of suggestion
and appreciation of men, books, and
the world in general.
Ai last in a pause of thc conversa
tion, they heard a sudden grasp, and
rush of the wind outside.
" Dear me ! what does it mean ?"
said Christine, as she and her guests
rose and hurried to the window.
It was a strange sight, thc great cloud
coming up from the East, and shutting
DU? the stars. The grace and beauty of
[he night suddenly vanished.
"Oh, how dreadful!" exclaimed Chris
tine, and she shuddered, standing by
the tutor of the young Melvyns.
" That depends upon the eyes with
ivh?cli we look at it," said the young
man, with his grave, sweet smile; and
t was evident that to his eyes the cloud
lad no dreadful voice or language.
This thought came into 'Christine's
uind as she stood by the window. It
vas followed by another which struck
"Oh! what w^l\'''heroinec" ol' Alfred.*
f this high wind should overtake him !"
" Does he know how to manage a
joat?" asked Mr. Winthrop, with a
jood deal oi interest.
" Npfc in a storm," she replied ; " but
Jen Grant, who has charge of the boat,
s an old sailor; still I can't help feeling
tlarmcd."
" I think there is no cause for alarm,"
aid lie ; " and then, lhere is no thought
u claim our fears like the blessed one
hat Goil is over us in all danger"
Christine's eyes, lilted to her guests,
:rew full of a strange awe and wonder,
frilly this man was unlike any she ever
net.
Then the storm broke with a wild
ry. The great branches rocked and
frenched under it. The thunder fairly
hook the foundations of the great house,
nd Christine's heart filled willi fear for
er brother.
But the storm did not last long. Swift i
s the wind arose it fell. Thc black
rings of the cloud dropped slowly away ; i
nd there was a great calm. The stars (
".oked out again.
"lt is time Alfred was here," said I
hristino. i
At that moment the front gate open- f
d sharply, and a youth of about sixteen t
Hist into?the parlor. His hair hung in j
ragglcd locks about his pale face ; his j
[othes were dripping, and he stammer- 1
1 out in an agony of fright and ter
)r, " The boat's gone down ! The wind >?
psether. Won't auvbodv go to their a
elp? f
II you had heard poor Christine's
iriek then ! Mr. Winthrop caught her, a
r she would have fallen. But there {
as no time to be lost. He laid her on f
ie sofa ; and he did not know that his t
ps uttered the prayer which was in y
is heart, and that Christine heard it : t
Heaven have mercy upon you !" li
Then the young man rushed out of n
ie room ; but Ins hostess sprang up,
ul swift as a deer overtook him at the y
ont door. f,
" Oh, you will save my brother !" she
red imploringly. ]\
" Heaven be witness that I will try !" h
id he ; and he was gone, and the boy tl
Mowed him. tl
Mr. Winthrop was an excellent swim- tl
er, and though the lake was some way <;<
f, ho was only a few minutes reaching si
for his feet seemed scarcely to touch a
c ground on his way. He paused n
ice only, to ask the boy, who hadfol
wed, but could not keep up with him.
few necessary questions. He oscerr rc
?ned that he "was the son of the boat- C
till, Ben Grant. His father had been d
ddenly summoned from home that lc
oning, and the two young men had
rsuaded him to go out on the lake with Q(
e sail-boat, which he was not accus- w
med to manage alone. They would, ac
wever, have been safe enough, if had gr
t been for the sudden squall of wind T
lich overtook them before they could tc
ich thc shore, and, in attempting to
rn the boat around, she upset. ai
'The boy swam to the shore, and hur- "',
id to Mr. Jarveys' for help, as that Hi
ntleman's house was nearest to the m
ce. He fancied both thc young men
nhl keep their heads above water un- a?
assistance could be procured. And 0i
th prayer that it might be so, Charles ar
inthrop rushed toward the lake at the ]j,
?nt the boy indicated. II
The motin sailed out from the frayed ns
m's of tin1 clouds, and looked down th
on tl?e fretted waters. In the dis
Ice the young man thought he dis- m
.ned a head sinking and" rising ; he
mged in, and was not long in reach- lo
ing it ; anti .with great difficulty ?on
I veyed thc nearly drowned man to the
; ?hore;
? Ben Grant had just arrived there;
] The honest-hearted old man was full
; of alarm and grief at what had .occur
red. Ile looked eagerly, at felic pale,
j unconcious face which Mr. Winthrop
laid down on the sands.
" It's Mr. Reynolds,'* said he.
And where was Christine's brother?
The small sail-boat was drifting to and
j fro on the lake. The two men swam j]
! out to it, after consigning Mr. Reynolds
to the care of Grant s son. ?
By this time all trace of that wild
cloud was wiped off'from the face of the
sky. The stars and thc moon looked
down bright and calm on the pale face
of the men. They .searched for an liom
in, silence; and then they found Mr.
Jarvys. They drew him up tenderly
and laid him in the boat ; and as they
thought of his sister at home, both the
young man and the old one felt that'
ithey would gladly lay down their own
lives if they could restore him.
The young dead face had in it no
trace of pain or struggle. No wonder
the strong men wept as they laid the
body down in the boat.
For nearly two hours, that seemed
longer than the rest of her life, Chris
tine had waited. The servants all gone
out, with the exception of her own
maid, who tried to comfort her mistress
as she sometimes sank down into stolid
despair, and then rose up and wrung
her hands, and wandered through the
rooms, full of agony. At last her ear
caught the sound of footsteps outside.
They were bringing their burden up the
walk.
" Carry him in by the side door, and
I will go up and try and break the truth
to her," said Mr. Winthrop, in a low
voice, to the men ; but at that moment
a slight figure ran down the steps, and
rushed toward the lifeless form. Tho
light of thc moon fell brightly on the
dead face. Christine slaggered back.
''Is he drowned?" she said, looking
up in so pitiful a way that the men
could not speak ; but she looked in each
face, and read her answer there ; and
then Christine lay on the ground as un
conscious as her brother.
Mr. Winthrop lifted thc poor girl up
and carried her into the house. He
bathed her temples, and assisted the
frightened maid to restore her to con
s', iousness. The youth in Christine's veins
at length triumphed, and she opened
her eyes.
The young man saw that she knew f
all. Site was off in a moment, and
when he would have held her back, she
struck aside his arm, rushing out of the
rponi..seemed .Jed by some instinct to
te one irlffinTTrer^iuiii?; u..
knelt down by him, exclaiming:
" Look up at me ; speak- to me, darl
ing ! You said you'd come back to me
in an hour or two, whe?i you kissed mc
tit the garden gate. Your little sister
can't live without yeti, Alfred, for she
loved you better thai, her own life. I
can't live without you, darling brother,
I must have you back again. I must
hear your voice calling sweetly after
me, ' Christie ! Christie I' as it used to
do. I can't believe it's silent fore vex!
Oh ! Alfred, my heart will brealc-*-my
heart will break ! Ojien your eyes and
smile at me once more."
She [mt down her warm cheek to the
cold pale one, and shuddered as the
chill went through her. "When she
looked up, Mr. Winthrop was standing
by her side.
' " Can't you help me?" she said, as a
lost frightened child had sobbed itself
into exhaustion would have spoken.
" My child." replied the young tutor,
ii a voice husky and broken, "it is God
Mijy who can help you now."
Christine's broken heart went out, for
:he first time, with a new call and yearli
ng after Him, whom in her happiness3
?he had scarcely remembered, but who,
lie felt in the hour of her great sorrow,
rom which all human aid shrank ap
palled and unavailing, could alone give
1er help and consolation.
" God have pity on me !" she sobbed,
md then the tears fell over her face,
md Mr. Winthrop led her faint steps
rom the room. Poor Christine !
All that night he did not leave her ;
,nd oh, what sweet, and strong and
ilessed words he said to her !-words of
aith and trust, and admission ; and for
he first time Christine Jarvys' eyes
rere opened, and she saw something of
he great Eternal Love ; and from the
Dst earthly love her heart went, as so
aany have done, to the heavenly.
When thc first gray flakes of dawn
;ere seen in the East, Christine Jarvys
di asleep, strengthened and comforted.
The next day a telegram brought back
Ir. and Mrs. Jarvys to their broken
ousehold. There was no one to behold
ie meeting of the uncle and aunt with
ie nephew who had been the pride and
ie joy of their hearts. He lay there
3 lifelike, with something of the old
nile coming back to h?spale lips ; but,
las ! for thy beauty laid low in the
torning, Alfred Jarvys.
* * * * * *
Two years have passed. It is once
lore the time of blossoming roses, and
hristine Jarvys came out of the front
oor of her country home, and again
toked upon the fair landscape.
Somehow those two years had chang
1 Christine, but the change was that
hich comes not of years, but of char
iter. Something more thoughtful, more
?ritual, had come to the sweet face,
he memory of that night came back
i Christine Jarvys as she gazed.
" It was just such an evening as this,
id there in that white belt of moon
lit by tho gate you kissed me for
ie last time-oh, Alfred!" she murm
ured.
" Miss Christine !" fell upon her ear,
id she started, for the sneaker had
itered the grounds by the side gate,
id come round to the front steps so
ditly that she had not heard him.
er face flushed into glad surprise, oft
she gave the speaker her hand with i Om
e cordiality of a long friendship. of b
"lam glad to see you back once : ded
ore, Mr. Winthrop." ! erc<
" Thank you," said he. " The three ' froi
ng months since I left seemed a long ' are
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" That is more than I'expected," said
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idded.
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bated ; but there was something i ii her
weet voice which made one think ol'
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danced at her lace, and knew what
tight her memory associated' with this
?ne.
" I don't know what I should have
lone without you then," said the young
rill, drawing a little nearer to the gen
lcman.
" ti Wi.s not I, Miss Christine, it was
jod who helped you," said he.
" I never could have borne it other
vise," she said, " I wonder if I needed
hat terrible lesson-if without it my
ife would always have gone in the old
hannels of frivolity and self seeking,
nth no real aim, or purpose,, or hope!''
Looking on the girl as she spoke, a
?rave, sweet smile went over Charles,
Winthrop's face, but something flickei-:
d along the smile, and up'into his eye,
rhich Christine did not see. He drew
tearer, and took ber hand in his.
" Christine," saidhe-and his voie
iad lost a little of its steady poise
I must speak what I lia ve to say in
ew words. That sweet ideal of woman
lood which my heart has so long linger
d after has been revealed to me. I
ot believe that I should ever have found
t if it had not been for that night tw
ears ago. Christine," he continued
you ave rich, and I am poor. I hav
othing to oller you but a love that has
wined itself sc closely around my lil
dat it seems as though' it would be dead
3 tear it away. Yet. it would not be
ecause I trust in One who will giv
io strength to receive your answer
rhatever it may be. The Melvynshav
aid you all about me that there is to
ill. A young lawyer struggling up in
fe can have little to offer a woman in
our position, particularly when his
earest friends have all gone to sleep
efore him, and he has nothing but hi
wn.efforts, and his faith in a higher
'ower, to help him. Christine, you
now the rest. If your answer must
e ' No,' do not let it come from your
ps, only take the hand which now
old away."
Thc little trembling hand lay still in
is own, and Charles Winthrop had hi
nswer. Half an hour later, walking
p and down in the clear mooniig-ht, he
aid tq her. "But, your uncle ana aunt,
liristint ! You know what value--they
lace ou what I cannot gi ve you-wealth
nd position."
The eyes of Christine Jarvys mad
nswer with her lips, " They will value
ty heart more than those when I te
icm it is yours,"
And so the sorrow and the joy of two
uno evenings were blended together
i the heart of Christine Jarvys; am
irer afterward they lent a tender sa
redness and significance to each other
The Colored Mau?
We have never ceased to urge upon
te colored people of the South this id
-that their true interests ran on al
urs with the interests of the white
?ople of the South. The colored man
ho thinks l'or a moment that the car
?t-baggers and scalawags have come
)WU here from the North out of pure
ve for him and his race, and not to
ie their OAvn dirty pockets with th
nits of their stealings, is, to speali
ainly, " a blasted fool." Human na
re shows no example of love like this
iero is but one instance of it on the
cords of time, and that was given b_v
c Divine benevolence, which gave the
>n of God to purchase the forgivenes-k
a world of souls. These scurvy scoun
?ls from the North, colored men, are
ire to prey upon the whites and to
.ike tools of you, and the rascals nev
cease to laugh in each other's faces
len they think what blind asses they
ve found in the majority of yourjieo
Forget not what we have told you so
en that the white and the black men
the South have, in the end, to settle
is question of relations, political and
dal, between them. When the scala
gs have filled their pockets with all
; plunder they can lay their thieving
nus on, you and we will be left to
ike a final settlement. . And just as
.e as you are born you have got to
et us, face to face, in this matter,
:h the scalar ig* counted out-count
out they an obliged to be. If not
? way, anothe/, for life is not pre
us enough to balance against the
rn determination of this people to
srthrow the usurpation and tyranny
these intruding scoundrels and incen
ses.
Let tho colored man stand aside nn
this contest for the mastery of this
d is settled. He can gain nothing,
: risk much and lose much by taking
art in it. Stand aloof, black man,
I then join and make friends with
se who win.
Che Southern people wish you well,
I they will be your friends if you
them. But if you consort with their
mies, you" toke your destiny with
rn, and that is certain defeat. This
ithern land is ours and " by the
mal" we mean to rule it.-Mobile
lister.
LU advertising people are always
[fty. The enterprise and energy
t prompt them to push forward in
race and keep themselves and their
iness before thc eyes of the world
ire them against failure. It would
lirtieult to point to a single instant
i great success in trade that has not
ii won through the valuable medium
he advertising columns of the press.
. most famous houses in every branch
usiness are those which have expen
fortunes as advertisers, and porsev- j com
1 until thoy have forced patronage turc
ti the public. The American people . a co
beginning to understand these trutiiis, ' expi
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.oa?s'and the telegraph*.
Through tltr: World,
jomo bot ris go hungering iLrou?h thc world
An'] m.vt r fio i thc l-.v.; ib' y geek ; ?fr
>omu lip? wiih pride or *coru-a-e ?ur?vd .
To hid ! the r?in tact "J >y nM spek.
Clio eye to-iy flash, the tn"ut'.i tu ty -mil/*,
Tho vo.ee in gladdc-' inu.-'? thrill, >
Lt.d yot beneath them all th : whilo _
The hungry heart be pi'uirg still.
ibo.*') know thoir doom, and walk tEcir way
With level ?tepe end rteadfart eyes,
for strive with Tute, nor w. op. n.-r pray
Wnile other.', not sadly wire.
Lre mocked ly pb.n'.ou:- evermore,
A:id lu ed l'y ivcmtn.'i' > f delight,
'air tu their ey, but at thc coro
lioldiug but bie.er dust ?iud blight.
see tnem gai? from wistful eyes,
I mark their sign on fading cheeks ;
hear^bem breath-.; in ?uiolbert-d signs.
Aud unto the grief that m ver'speaks ;
'or ibemToo might redresses wrong,
?o eve with pitty is Impearlt'd,
I, misconstrued aud suf:'er;n/ long,
0, hearts that bungtr through thc world ?
'?.r you dues life's dull dew rt hold
No fountain shade, m date grove fa r,
io gush of waters ch ar and cold,
But sandy roaches wide ?nd bare,
'he foot m:iy foil, thc soul may fain*,
And weigh to earth tho weary fruuie,
'et still ye taake no weak ecmpUint,
And t-peak no word of gticf or blame.
>, eager eyes which gaze afar!
0, arms which c!n*f. th? empty air!
Tot all-unmarked your s'-rr> ws are,
Not all unpitio'l y?ur d. ?pair,
mile, patient lips so ptoi d y dum'.
When life's frail tent at st is furled,
'our glorious rteompefflfe tliali come,
0, hcirts that hunger ibr-ugli ike world.
? Go to Work with our Own Hands."
" WABWICK," an Alabama com-s} io ri
ent of the New York Day Booh, con
1 tides one of his letters as follows :
We art' in " ti great stew-' about " la
or," an "immigration," and all that,
own here. We have societies, 'and
?gi??lative resolutions, and newspai er
ope?is, and what not, on the suujr<.i.
"he .solution of our trouble will be for
a to go to work with our own hands,
row our own supplies of provisioi ?,
larry young, raise our own " immi
rants.'' We are eight millions of whited
eople, and in twenty years can be six
?en millions. What do we want willi
German laborers," Scotch " immi
rants," or " Yankees,'* or " niggers," or
nybody else? We have lands. What
ood will it do us to give them away ?
fe have hands to work withal, and
)'ns and daughters who haye hands also,
et us betake ourselves io earnest labor,
ad we can dress our own Eden. " La
or is wealth." That is it ! But whose
ealth is it ? Is it the wealth of the
ian who works. What wc want is tu
titer into our own possessions andrap
ronriate our own " wealth." We are
ai?y.let dojvn from our JErial Castles.
Ve have struck ?ora firma. Like ? n .
ens, let us rise up with renovated
:rength, and yield only to a power
hich can separate us from tho mater
ai soil. I arn not old, but can remem
sr when the Oconee River, in Geo., was
ie southern boundary of civilization.
; I may live to measure, in pain and
eariness, the deepening shadows of
venty declining years, before I reach
ie portals of the tomb, nt the human
ation of " three score years and ten,"
shall see these eight millions of white
?ople, spread like swelling waters, over
te whole land, from here to California,
1 around the Gulf of Mexico, in CVn
al America, and dashing the waves of
teir population against the side of tho
ndes. Here it is then! Here is Eden!
ere are our "lands." Hear the ma
stic footsteps of the creating God. and
sounding through these vailles, II s
unipotant voice, "work," "multiply
id replenish the earth and subdue ii. '
nd this is ,; the dry land," as my Lord
icon saith, in "a dry light." Let us
?to work! The waters are divided
'rom the waters," and the fermament
thc heaven is blazing above us wi tit
e eternal lights which are. for our
masons, and for days and years." Wo
ve our guilty, tender, trembling help
jet at our side, companion of our sin
d misery. We know that " thorns
d thistles" shall encumber the ground,
d that in "sorrow" we shall eat of it
the days of our life until we "return
to the ground." But a glorious hop??
;s its guiding light to a glorious des
y. "The seed of the . woman shall
lise the serpent's head!" Though
len, we are no1: irrecoverable. A
?wer of thunderbolts have blasted our
bun Mount. Shall we light Jupiter ?
y verily ! We have tasted ol' " the
e of knowledge of good and evil."
tus thank God it is not all" evil,"
1 pursue the good with humble devo
n. So at last we may come to " tho
e of life," though it be guarded by
henubims and a flaming sword."
LONGSTREET.-Longstreet's pilgrim
( to the Jacobin party must have been
ood deal like aman in western Penn
vania, who inquired of a hov wheth
lieknew where Jake Kleinfelter lived,
? boy said he did. Says he " Can
l tell me " Yes, sir," 'said the boy.
0 yon see our barn down there:'"
es, says he." " Go to that. About
ee hundred yards beyond the barn
t will find a lano. Take that lane
1 follow along for about a mile and a
vter. Then you will come tu a
neb. Go up the branch about a
,rter of a mile, and then you will
ie to a slippery elm log. " You be
?hty kcerlul, stranger, about going
that log: you may get into the
nch; ami then yon ^o on up until
get to the brow of a hill, and there
roads prevaricate, and you take the
hand road and keep that until you
into a big plum thicket and when
get there, why then-then-then,''
'hat then?" "Then, stranger, I'll
lurned if you ain't lost."
A man who had borrowed a bag
i neighbor to go to mill with was
eked into thc water and drowned,
the bag lost. When the news was
light to his bereaved wife, she ex
raed': " My gracious ! what a fuss
be made now about that bag!"
af A bill posted on thc walls of a
iitry village announces that " a Iec
. will be delivredin the open air, and
Election made at the door to defray"
mses."