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Terms Cash Iii Advance. -?e [wniTTKS rOR THK OR A NO EDO It O NRWI.] MORE TRJJTH TUAN POETRY ?OR? HOW ARTHUR AINSTON GOT HIS WIFE. BY JOANNES. CHAPTER VI. "That is my name sir," responded the old gentleman in a manner that be trayed too plainly his bitter hatred for Arthur. 4,The purport of your visit, if ontiunxd old Mr ll^ar. of riiy vudt hero sir, is of a private nature, and as it may be of more interest to you than to any one ehe, I should prefer communicating it to you alone," auid Arthur calmly. "What, pray, enn it bo that you want with me?" curiously inquired the old gentleman tin- second time. "About a matter of importance sir; but whether you ascertaiu of it or^not depends upon your *wo choice," remark ed Arthur wi(bj? coolness that showed that no matter tj&at the purport of our hero's visit wasJp? was rot at all dis posed to saMiijpe the attitude of a jup pliant in order to? get a privato inter view with old wf.- Boyer. Here the old' gentleman withdrew from tho counting room, which was crowded **Hh drummers aud im .chants of the city, and motioned Arthur to follow htm. Our hero pursued him up a flight of stairs, and soon found himself seated in a private office, face-to-faco with the marble heaited father ef Eliza. Hero it did ndt take him many moments to acquaint tho oM gentleman with his bu siness, and its demands, the first men tion of which, however, brought him to his feet, and a flush of indignation *.. his face. ?'?If that is your business with mo, young man, you may as well commeuce At ouce to retrace your journey, for uever will I countenance any such idea." These words proceeded from Mr. Boyer's lips with such mcasurod aud calculating flrmncss, that Arthur could not doubt that ho had a man to contend with whose heart was as cold as an iccburg. However, our hero was not discour aged red undertook to expostulate with his hoary headed companion, but with tio avail. The only reply that Arthur got to the declaration, "I ant determined to marry Elisa, despite all opposition, and I do not believe that I would be ciis representatihg her to-say that she is equally determined that our union shall be," was & cynical and heurtless stnilo. The interview was d fruitless one, and Arthur returned to his fcoief, After a few moments reflection he con cluded that the best course for him to pursue would be to write to Elisa and tell her of the manner in which her father had treated him, and request her to meet him, as she was, without a mo ment's delay, at the house that had been previously designated aa the place at which they would consummate their plans. No sooner had he resolved than his thoughts were fastened to paper, and dis patohed to Elisa. Meantime he was on his way for the appointed place. CHAPTER VII. We will now return to old Mr. Boyer a moment. As soon as Arthur left he dispatched a servant homo with a mes sage for his daughter to repair to the store immediately. His object wss to send her in the country to a relative's, and ior that purpose ordered n buggy. He was too much taken up with the things of this world to spure time to go home himself; atid then he thought there was no use for his doiug so, as Eliza didu't kuow of Arthur's where abouts. How mistaken he was. Before Arthur left the hotel the first time, he had written to Eliza. Aud while che old gcntlcmau was pouring over business letters, his daughter was preparing to take her final departure from under the parental roof. Imagine hi.: consternation wheu the servant returned and informed him that Eliza hud gono, and uo one on the place c. lit Id tell where. Letters and everything elso were thrown aside, as soou us this intelligence fell upon his ears ; and utmost in less time than it takes us to record it he was lli.lt Wliy <<li il?? rvna ?.. Um l...11?*. .'Sure enough, wheu he got there he found that the bird had fiowu. Up stairs, in the garde and every, nook and corner were searched, but no traco of the missing girl was discovered After awhile n note was found upon the bureau drawers. It was one that Eiiza had indicted to her father pre paratory to leaving. As the old gentleman read it, he seemed almost convulsed with the emo tions it produced. Here is the note : "My Darling Fatucb':?Dbht get angry with me. I am doing no more than you would do under similar circum stances. You know I love you, dear futher, but I love Arthur also, and you told me I should .never marry him. I believe if you knew how noble and gen erous he is, you would not be so opposed to our union. Please do not abuse him any more, for before you got this he will be the hu*hsud of your daughter, ELIZA." As soon as Mr. Boyer had finished this note, ho scut his store for hit sons. When they came, hasty directions wcro given to fach of them as to how and where they should search. But it was too lute. The minister was waiting at the appointed house, for soul* uours do tore Arthur end bitza got \ there; aud uftei !l?ey arrived it did not require many minutes to lej*"* unite two that were already one in spirit. Yes . before old Mr. Boyer road Eliza's note, she was the wife of Arthur Air.ston. And uow lot us turn to one of whom we have seen but little in the two pre ceding chapters. It will not bo forgot ten that Arthur's rival, Henry, when he declined to end, in an honorable manner, his difficulty with our hero, vowed to bo revenged secretly. Now although many mouths had intervened, between the encounter of the two rivals and the timo of which we are now writing, yet when Henry heard that Arthur was in the city, and more, had probably mar ried Eliza, all of his old bitterness came back to him, and ho resolved to put his vow of reveugo into execution. After the maniago had taken place, Arthur and Elisa received privately tho congratulations of a few friends, who bad been tnado cognizant of the affair, and withdrew to a private drawing room to await tho carriage which was to con vey them to tho depot. While the newly married couplo were discussing the difficulties through which they hud gone, a rap was heard at the door. Thinking that the carriage had come, Arthur walked to the door, and opened it. Had the earth opened uudcr his feet, he could not have been more surprised than he was in beholding at that time and at that place, the person that con fronted him. Eliza's anxious eye caught his face, aud a tremeudous shriek escaped her lips. Before she had time to alarm the house the second time, the work of the fiend Henry, had been accomplished. Tho moment Arthur opened the door, Henry with the exclamation, '-Here is my revenge," pierced, tho few momcuts before that, tho happy Arthur to the heart with a long dagger that he had con cealed iu his 'coat sleavc. It did >ot require a second stroke. The first hau dono its work. Arthur Aiust-on *was dead. Henry, tho motueut he discover ed that ho had accomplished his object, left the house immediately. Tho scream that Elian had given, somuioucd several of the family to tho parlor, and oh1 horror, to find the husband of the good atid loved Kliza, gasping, bleeding, dying! It was a heart rending spectacle to sec I this couple, who, a few moments ago, were happy, the one now dead, killed by the hand of au assassin, an.I tho other lying pal- and senseless on the floor. i:i;,. . i....1 <V>>:<<-<1, ?U-I ?? -.Kutlii l?Jt/? ? whiteness had settled over her beautiful face. She was hastily removed to a room, while physicians were sent f jr. But before tbry arrived, the spirits of both bad winged their flight to a better I world than this, nud where they were { reunited in sweeter and happier bunds than the mutability of the things of this j pour earth will permit to be the case here. When Eliza's father heard of the tragedy, he and his sons repaired with out delay to the residence of Mr. - (the house at which tho marriage took place,) to find what we havo recorded. Eliza was his favorite daughter, nud the shock almost caused, to bow iu sorrow, the head even of this heartless aud un feeling patent. Ho remembered the ominous words of her who then slept iu death, when she said, "IT Mr. Henry kills Arthur tho sin will rest upon my father's shoulders." If those words lingered in hia mind before, they were revivified now, and he imagined he could hear even theu his pale, lifeless daughter pleading with him Henry had not only killed Arthur, but her too. Tho old gentleman looked ut them for a lew mo ments, and theu turned away with his heart full of sorrow. As Arthur's and Eliza's friends gated upon them, a feeling of sadness clouded each one's face. If Eliza had been bea^t.iful in her lifctiino, she nppeared moro beautiful now*. There is always u siugular beauty which pervades', With few exceptions, the features Oi" the dead, | a few hours after the "spirit is not there." Wcro it not for the langour which covers the pulseless cheek, the cold aud ohangeloss brow and the sad shrowdod eye which cau weep uo more forever, otic in such a monieot might well doubt the preseuco of the dark winged angel of Death. "Yes, but for these and these alone, Some moments, ay, ona treacherous hour, We still might doubt tho tyrants power ; So fair, so calm, so softly seal'd, The first, last look by death reveal'd!" , Years have passed since the tragic death of Arthur and Eliza. Old Mr. Boyes UiiW continue* his business, but a calm and settled look oi melancholy clouds his face oven to day. Heury left his country and has n ? r been heard of sioc?. Whether he hiafjionght an ob livion of his sin in other countries we know not, but let us hope that he may strive to atone for the lip ho has led. Old Mr. Boyer forgave Arthur, and buried the two side by sfdc, in his place in tho Cemetery. To-day, as strangers traverse tho grounds, tho story of tho two lovers is told to then by the keeper, aod oftenatheir graves call forth tears, evea from those who knew them not. 'Tis thus tho lives of .these two noble beings ended. How hard it soems to us that two thut loved eaol other so, wcro not permitted to live to en^oy one anoth er's society. But their huppy dreams were cut short in the morning of their glory, aud they arc no more. TUE EN Ik The t ommereitU Attttrh'grrs Sarato go correspondent gnt into a sweet mess the other day. He landed at tho depot in the night. Ho got mixed up with tWQUty-five married Indies, seven spin sters and four girls, nil wait mg for their husbands, cousins and lover.--. By acci dent these woman mistook him for their "owns." And?but lct[ him tell how it was himself: "Now, a dear, sweet,-.liquid eyed bru nette threw her arms / around mc O, Eugone, why did you not write oftcticr 7" she sobbed, and then sho sauk sweetly on my bosom 1 said "weep not, Julia," aud tl-en I kissed hcrasweetly twenty two times. It was dupcious. It made me think of my first wSfc und my col lege days at Yale. A ponderous maiden now approached?dressed decnllcttc, u la pompadouy. She ] ok mu in her ?nm?uud whispered, tft), Charles, did ytui bring my beautiful*d >g?lid you ?" 'Madame, \uf liaiiiois not Charles, and I bate dogs. I'd-kill every d?d? .dj' but i?ho fell faiiiMuJet my feet. ' A s rep* "golden liaircl blonde now took my band. She pre.-sed .it gently, i saying, "Dear Albert, I know it is you. und I am so glad to see tou ! You won't : dunce with Lizzie Smith, now, will you 7 N w do promise mc !" 1 said 1 wouldn't. 1 licit she hold her cheek ; close to mine. it was h >t with love's young hope and pure, sweet affection. We were very happy. None but a wieked lliau would httVO brought sad ness to this sweet, pure young heart? full of confidence, warm with virgin af fection, and beautiful with ppleudid girlish ness. Do you still love me, Albert ?" she whis pered. "Cudoubtediy," I remarked. "How much, darling?" "A heap." "U, 1 am too happy I" she murmured, as she twisted her fingers in my auburn hair and held me in u sweet embrace. A Chapter on Butter.?"Why is it my sou, that when you drop your bread and butter, it is always on the butter side ?'? "I don't know. It hadn't orter, had it? The strongest side ought to be up, aud this is tho stro igest butter i have ever seen." "Hush?its some of your aunt's churn ing." "Did she churn it, tho great lazy thing ?" "What vnnr ?un? V "No, this here butter. To make the poor old woman churn it when it's strong enough to churn itself." '?Hush, Zep, I've eat a great deal worse in the most aristocratic houses." "Well, people of rank ought te%it it." "Why ?" "Cause it's rixVM butter." "You varmint, you ! what utukes you talk so smart V* "Cause the butter has taken the skin off my tougue." "Zep, don't lie ! I can't throw away the butter." "I'll tell you what I would do with it ?keep it to draw blisters. You ought to sec the flies keel over us soon ns they touch it." "Who dare spit tobacca juice ou tho florr of this car?" snvsgcly exclaimed a powerfully-built passenger, as ho rose from his scat and sta ked down the aisle, frowning defiantly upon the other pas sengers. "I dare !" said a burly look ing fellow, as ho ejected a quuuity of of the noxious saliva upon tho Door of the uisl. "All right, my friend," said tho tjret speaker, olappiug hiiu on the fd.'uuldn , "give us u chow of tobacco." Stobbius Draws A Natural. "Talking about ugly men," said White Hat, "did you know Younglovo Stob bius ? You knew him, Sykes ?" "I'll bet you," said Sykes. "Wasu't he a screamer 7" "He could get away with any of 'em," said Sykes. "Well," continued White Hat, "oue night me and Stcbbins and Bob Kg Je ston were up to Pastor's eatiu* oysters, and after we got through I wont down to tho bar to pay. A lot of fellows woro eating and drinking there, aud talking about homely men. 'I don't care what you say,' says one follow, 'you let Hill Williamson work his face us ho pleases, and I'll back him agin tho three ugliest meu iu the Union." "How's that, Bill i" says another fel low, looking nt a tolerably plain man with a smooth face standing by. u 'Oh, he's foolin',' said Bill, swallow ing his toddy, aud wiping his mouth with his haud. There aiu't uothiu' disagree able about me." " 'Excuse me, gentlemen,' 6ays 1, I'm a straugcr, out is that tho muu you're backing for plaiu features?* " 'That's the man,' says the first spokesman. "1 turnod round and leaned ag'in the bor, and looked nt him, aud says I, 'No paiut, not leathers, nor nousouse v "'Nothing but the features that God has given him,' says another. '? 'llow much would you be willing to waste on hiiu 1* says I. " 'Largely,' says he. 'Heavy ; money talks. United States promises to pay,' aud he hauled out a big pocket-bouk, aud slapped it on the couulcr. '? 'Champagne supper would be noth ing,' says I. " Nut a reed-bird's eye,' says he. " 'I'm the man you'ru looking fur,' I says, aud iu ten minutes wo bad a jury 'paawttlei, .and 1 w?? ualulug ?iebbiua for bis part. "He hauled doWn tho corners of his mouth, rolled his eyes as if ho had a fit, and 1 led him in. But I knew in a minute I was boat. That fellow of theirs stood iu front of tho judges, and he luoked like a whole family of wild Aus tralian children rolled into one. He never moved a muscle, but looked with an idiotic leer at the ceiling, aud waited for tho verdict. The jury didu't leave their scats. They said it was a clear nnd it was, nod I walked off. " 'Now,' says I, 'Stobbius, yon iuu.-?t do your best; we'vo got two more chances, and 1 wunt you to spread your self.' "Stcbbins prepared himself, and I must say, ho was a melancholy sight. The right side of his moustache was stuck in his nose, aud his mouth waa screwed around uutil it touched the lap pel of his left enr, and we walked in. But there stood their mau, aud I didu't care about seeing another such sight. Every hair on his head was standing straight forward like fcuccstakcs, and his eyes were turned in towards his nose till you could see tho bucks of them. I never knew how he did it, but I hope I may die if he hadn't swallowed hi? nose, and there he stood. The opposition gave a shout, and I knew we was beat ngain. And so we was, and went back, feeling pretty blue. ? n ? i o beat, Stebbins,' says 1, 'and I don't know what the blazes ails you, but I never saw you look so well as you do to-day.' Tom Egglcston was out of patience 'If the cussed fool would stand natural.' says he, 'he'd beat 'oai yet.' ' -7, "The idea struck me iu a miuutc. 'Try 'em, Younglove,' says I. 'Just leave your face the way Heaven made it, and let's go iu.' "Stebbius was practicing befure tin class, but when ho turned round mid nobcrcd down, 1 looked at him, and lays I, -that's enough ! If they oau beat that face I'm ready to pay.' "Stcbbins said it was no use, but we led him in, iu his normal condition, and wheu they looked at him they screamed. Even thoir man, who had got all his faces into one, and who stood there workiug his cars beside, aud looking like a wagon lull of scared monkeys, got a glimpse of Stobbius, and burst into a roar. Tho judges said I had won, and the others side gave it up aud ?naid tbe support- .j " ' A man is said to be bei*evolettt wlwu he holds au uubrclla ov,oa>a duck's hack. iu u shower of rain. Kicked by a Mule. Jake Johnson had a male. There was nothing remarkable io the mere faet of his being the possessor of such ao ani mal, but there was something peculiar about his mule. JHe?the animal?' could kiok higher, hit harder on the si ig litest provocation, and act uglier than any mule on record. One morning, riding his property to market, Juke met Jim Hoggs, against whom ho had an old but concealed grudge, lie knew Boggs' weakness lay in bragging and bcttiug; thcreforo he saluted him accordingly : "How arc you, Jim ? Fiuo morn ing." "Hearty, squire," replied Jim. "Fiuo weather. Mice mule that you have. Will ho do to bet on ?" "Bet ou ? Guess he will that. I tell you, Jim Boggs, he's the best mule iu this country." "Great smash ! Is that so ?" ejacula ted Jim. "Solid truth, every word of it. Tell you confidentially, Jim, I'm taking him down for betting purposes. I bet he can kick a fly off from any mau without its hurtiug him." "Now, look here, squire," said Jim, "I am not a belting character, "but I'll bet you something on that myself." "Jim, there's uo use j don't bet, I dou't waut to wiu your mouey." "Don't be aluimcd, squire, I'll take such bets as them every time." "Well, if you arc dctermiucd to bet, I will risk a small stake?say five dol lars-" "All right, squire, you're my man. But who'll he kick tho fly off? There is uo oue here but you and 1. You try it." "No," says Johnson.:* "I have to bo by the mule's head to order him." "Oh ! yaas," says Jim. "Thcu'jVrob ubly I'm the man. Wa'aal, I'll do it j but you are to bet ten agaiuat my five, if I risk it." "All right," quoth tho squire. "Now there is a fly ou your shoulder. Stand still." Aud 'Johnson adjusted the mule. "Whist, Jervcy," said he. The mule raised his heels with sue* velocity and force that Boggs rose iu the air like a bird, and alighted on all fours iu a muddy dileh, baug up against a rail fence. Rising, iu a towering rage, he ex claimed i "Yaas, that w smart I i know your du rued, mule couldn't do k. You had that all put up. I wouldn't be kicked like that for fifty dollars. You can just fork over them ere stakes for it uny way." "Not so fast, Jim ; Jervcy did just what I said he could; that is, kick a fly ofT u man without its hurting him. You see, tho mule is not injured by the operation. However, if you are uot sat isfied, wc will try it again usofteu as you wish." "The deuce take you," growled Jim. "I'd rather have a baru fall ou mo at oi oi than have that critter kick me again. Keep the stakes, but don't say anything about it." And Boggs trudgod on in bitterness of soul, murmuring to himself, "Sold, by thunder ; and kicked by a mule 1" Twel.y? hv *>? '"cv!:. About twenty years ago, when Frank lin Fierce and the present Senator Chirk stood, at the head of the 11 ilhborongh bar, iu N-evv Hftmi^h'ire, there was upon ? * * a* * ? ^le^docket a celebrated suit called the "horse case." The action Whs bought by Smith *?? fJonos, tho livery stable keeper.', against otic White, to recover the value of a pair of horses ullcgcd to have been killed by the defendant while conveying au insane niuti to tho asylum at Concord. There was plenty of proof that the horses died soon ul'tcr their ar rival there ; but the dafoudant took the ground that they died of disease, aud not by being overheuted, and that a sul ficicut time had beeu allowed them- to travel that distance with ease. Tsou it became uece;isary to show the jury the time of starting aud the time of arrival. Many citizens wcro brought forwerd, among them a tall, bony, slab-sided, lanky, aleepy-lookiug fellow, who offieU* tod us hostler at the stable. The follow' ing is she substance of tho Co-cluaiug portion of the cxamiuasiott: "What t ime( sir, did 1 understand you to say it was when tiro horses were driV? y^n up ta the stable ?" . ^Juat as I was going io diuufr." "What tis?e ?ickwbt? yew wo*t to dtnas? ?hat day?hy the clock ?** "Just twelve." "To a minute, air V "Yea, air." I "What time waa ft when ye* weat So dinner the day before?by the efcefc??* ? "Just twelve." "To a minute, ihr V "Yea, air." "And what Ihne did yew go to i a week previously?by the clock F' "Juat twelve " "To a minute,, air?" "Yes, air." "Now, sir, will yon be good tell the jury what time you went to din ner three months before tho loot by tho clock ?" "At twelve." "To a minute?" "Yes, sir." "That is all, sir," replied w ith a gleam of satisfaction oa> hie Sa?* and a glance at the jury, as awash as to say, that man has settled hie testiaaomyg gentlemen. And so all thought till, juat aw ho was leaving tbc stand, he turned to his ques tioner with a curious, comical axprospipg on his face, and drawled out: "That 'ere clock woe oat </ hiker, ao<5 has stopped at twelve for the last afa months." There was a general roar. Mr. Clark sat down, and the judge had to ose hie handkerchief just then. Amatkur Editors.?An who was editing a paper in the of n regular editor says: The last thing I have any distinct recollection of waa gettiug off something on the mayor of the town. He went by old 8ykeer tho editor, one evening without nodding, und I had no sooner entered the ofteo than I heard : "Go for Muggs, give it to him hot y knock him all to pieces, and leave a? shattered soul hanging to the etceple of the court house," "Bot he-"I begast, warn Sykes came close up to mc, breathing ksjgdy and says he : Young man, go for Meggs. I kcjtw to part with you, but Smith offers to fill your occupation for s dollar leas. So I sat down to do up Muggs. Syke? was going away, and he left saw to my judgment. I write an artists that I thought would please the eld tana for positiveres?, and it went under a tri ple heading. I was just asskaag m\f tkw paste pot in the hai^Vis proof asisy to keep it frees tho rats, and I heard a? yelling or* tho streets, and the door came in on me. I sea ets, spots on the snn, new "came to" in the next town, when S scut the feUowiag dispatch to the old tuan t "If you can pay your DoactJ oaTa, stay where you are. The press is rtawod, the long primer is i? Hardy's pond. The mailing table, tho aud that now yob rack went ever tho da? Vis? evening. Thing* aas/t so they was. We made a big hit on Muggs, and he retaliated powerfully. I have hired out to a> quiet old farmer here, and I think I shan't pursue tie get off bo sinesss any further." In about two months I got a reply. Hera w*? ?Ii sW? was said : ; Young man, always he pos itive iu your assertions. Julius, did ycr belong to dor hut was T Id course I did* Aud was ycr wounded"? You'd better baliore- it?those times. Twice in my lVuD end; ones in usy tobac co-box . And docs ye dtaw a pension, Juris*T What d'ycr as dat foolish question) for? Certainly I draw ? pension ? three plugs of tobacco a year. I wisa> common niggers wouldn't interfere he matters so much above thoir craoiut A Fcss ? *ns FawiMr.?>*Wal I guess there's a little row over to ?or heater" "What on nirth's the matter I "Why, dud's got drunk, aeetkWb wash in', the old cow's get a ealey Sai's got maricd and run away with the spoons, Solo's swaiioweo) a ptn, and Louis looked at the Aurora Aorix Hill ho'f got tho delirious triangle** Thai ain't all of it nether. Rose spilt taw batter box and broke the pan cakes, and one of tho Maltese kittins has g:t her head, into tho molasses cup and I caa'o get it out, aud oh, how hungry I am*.**