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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.
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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*.**