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v '?' ? - fl . T' m. grist, Proprietor.}^ ^ ?* ^tpmbt^ ^18% lUfospaptr: Jfor % fjnmt^ of fgrSo^I," ^griotlteral Hiib (fantrtial |nk?b of % ii?itfc ^ ~ | terms?$3.oo a year, is adyasce. j .,. 17. YORKYILLE, "8. C., THURSDAY, JANUARY 12, 1871. , .;? . jfolwtfd ?0fttg. 9H THE OLD MAN'S DREAM. BH Oh I for one honr of youthful joy, Give back my twentieth spring;; BRK I'd rather laugh a bright hair'd boy H Than reign a bearded king. ^Bfl / One moment let my life-blood stream B^B From boyhood's fount of flame! PP? Give me one giddy reeling dream fef life, all love and fame! k I Mjlisteuing angel heard the prayer, 1 TXnd calmly smiling, said: 1 ?Gf I but towh th'v Bilver'd hair; iff I . Thy hasty wish "bath sped." I "But is there nothing in thy track, |y / To bid thee fondly stay, ^B ^ While the swift seasons hurry back H| To find the wish'd-for day f" HHg Ah, truest soul of womankind ! ^B Without thee, what were life t One bliss I cannot leave behind ; HV\ Fll take?my?precious?wife? B The anghl took a sapphire pen |^B And wrote in rainbow dew, ^^B "The man would be a boy again ^^B^ And a husband too 1" H "And. is there nothing yet posaid. H B Beftfe tlifi o>ange appears 1 : 1KB Remefcber, all their gifts have fledWith those dissolving years!" Whr yes; Ibr memory would recall My fond paternal Joys, I could not hear to leave them all ril take?my?girl?and?boys! The smiling angel dropp'd his pen,' "Why this will hever doj . The man wodld be a boyaga'n, And be a fether too r A*-. . And so I laugh'd?my laughter woke The household with its noise? And wrote my dream when morning broke To please the gray hair'd boys. ?m Jtotg. Written for the Yorkville Enquirer. ATL0WA. BY MBS. M. A. EWART BIPLEY. CHAPTER II?CONTINUED. Several days after this, needing masons, he bad taken a long and weary ride in search of them, and reaching Brookland after dark he found that his horse was slightly lame. Having some business in the village the next morning, he declined the urgent request of Rose to remain all night, and concluded he ?i * i? ai? WOUld ia&6 tUtt HUC uvuiv. . It was a lovely moonlight night The summer, as if loth to leave, was yet lingering in occasional warm days and soft autumnal nights. Lee rode forward as rapidly as the condition of his horse would permit, for the animal was now limping considerably. Tired, and anxious for rest, Lee thought neither of the beauty of the evening, nor of the surroundings, till his horse, stumbling, brought him to his knees and forced him to dismpunt. Lifting the animal by kindly encouragement and by the help of the bridle, he hastened to examine tEfe swollen limb. While doing so, he heard voices in the distance, but could not at first distinguish whether they were children's tones, or voices of girls. In an instant flashed across him the thought bly Katie, to whom he owed a grudge, which he had not forgotten, was one of the moonlight walkers. Quickly resolving to have revenge on Miss Katy for her sharp tongue, he drew his horse into the shadow of the woods and waited their approach. The party were very near, and came laughing up the road. Lee could hear them calling to each other, and at length easily distinguished the name of Katie, and again Jennie; and once he thought he heard Senora, and concluded it must be Avlona. n As they approached nearer, he distinguished that one voice was merrier than the others? constantly breaking into laughter, too loud to be graceful, and too frequent to be elegant. Another -^oice was lower but decided, and, when elevated, sharp and ^uick. The third was soft, but clear and flute-like in its tones, occasionally rippling into laughter, low and musical. Lee eagerly bent forward to see the speakers. When they had gotten nearly opposite to him, the laughing voice cried, "What if we % Bhould see a ghost, Jennie ? I would be scared out of my seven senses !" A loud "ahem!" answered her from the shadow of the woods, and with a scream that caused Lee's horse to snort and plunge, the party scampered away. Now, Lee had simply intended to step from his concealment and introduce himself as the gawky country youth, and so have a little fun out of Miss Katie; he had no idea of frightening the party at all. But he was compelled to give his undivided attention to his horse, which was in equal terror with the now flying party, and whose frantic snorts, increasva^ their fright, lent wings to their speed. A louder scream and a cry of anguish was suddenly heard, and Lee, inwardly cursing his j foolishness, ceased to endeavor to control the | again frightened animal, Jbut hastily and firm- 1 ly securing the bridle to a tree, ran down the road in the direction of the cries. Hno rtf fK<i mn-ff 1 r--t. oiy injured, for although her companions were j endeavoring to raise her, she evidently was unable to assist them by her own exertions. As Lee hastily advanced, he said, "Ladies, I cannot apologize sufficiently for my folly in giving you such a fright. I trust none of you are injured." "O, Katie, Katie!" moaned the one by the side of the prostrate girl. "A little water, if there is any, would be of far more service than useless and idle apolo gies, sir, wer a piece of most unmitigated fol- j ly," replied one who was raising Katie's head and pushing the hair from her face. "I will get the water, cheerfully, if you will direct me to any spot where I can obtain it," j replied Lee. "I am a comparative stranger ! here, and know of no house except Mr. Grey's, which is fully a quarter of a mile off." "What a dunce!" was the quick impatient exclamation. "Jennie, do you know where we can get a little water?" ^ "No," sobbed Jennie; "Oh ! Katie, Katie." "Hush, Jennie," she is recovering. "Katie," said she softly, "do you know me?" "Ah !" sighed Katie, putting her hand to her j head, "where am I ?" And as her eye fell on ! Lee, with another scream she relapsed into I : unconsciousness. "What are you standing there for?" impa- j tiently enquired the girl; and as Lee, scarcely knowing what to do, knelt to assist her in supporting the fainting form, she cried, "don't " . be a fool! keep out of her sight." Where's the water I sent you for ?" "Where the devil am I to get water?" said Lee starting up, out of patience with himself j and the whole party. "Well," she replied, "take yourself off then and do no further mischief." Lee was very much disposed to take her at her word, but he could not reconcile it to himself to leave the party in such emergency, particularly when it had been produced by himself. So pushing Jennie quietly to one side, he stooped, and liftirf? Katie in his arms said, "The speediest way to find water is to take her to it," although the action of my carrying her, will revive her before we go very far. If she speaks, do you answer." < Supposing that nothing better could be ] done, the girls made no objection, and followed Lee in silence. . j He had gone but a few yards when Katie ] stirred. Sighing two or three trembling sighs, } she called "Jennie!" ] "Here, dear," answered Jennie, by her side. "Who has got me? Where am I going I, strug^lii^faLfiytrinatfl^ersplf .ti "You"are going home, dear,"* replied Jen- J j nie, 8oothinglyr*never mind whohas got you." J t "But I do miud," cried Katie. "Oh ! Jennie, ( its the ghost!" . ... e "Silence, Katie," said a soft, though per- ? emptory voice; "you have behaved like a j very silly girl, and I si.aH not>readily take yocrfbr a companion again, I promise you." , "Let me down," cried Katie; "let me down! | I won't be carried by a ghost, not if he was t the king of Egypt! Let mc down I say!" ( and struggling violently, Lee was compelled to place her upon her feet She staggered a little, ( but regaining her equilibrium, she petulantly ] cried, "I'm not going to bb' carried by a scare- , crow! Jennie, my head aches, and I am diz- J zy; come and help me." She walked a few paces, supported on each ^ side by the girls, but her steps lingered, and ? she finally stopped. "I can't walk," she said, j "Well, dear, the gentleman will carry you," j said Jennie, in a tone one would use to a pet- ^ ulant, spoiled child. ? "He shan't," said Katie, sinking to the j ground. "Take that girl up and carry her home," ^ said the peremptory voice, looking at Lee and ^ pointing to Katie. "I will have no more of j this nonsense. Silence, Katie!" she said au- ? thoritatively, as Katie whimpered ; "aud go j quickly, sir?I wish to be at home." Lee, scarcely believing the evidence of his ^ own senses, that it was he who was so ordered, ^ lifted Katie without remark, but withoutHhe gentleness which had characterized his first . effort. * j Katie screamed out: "You rough bear, you; if you can do no better, put me down." "Go on," said the authority behind him. 1 "I intend to do so," replied Lee, now thor- . oughly roused, "and you had better ceaSe or- dering and go on yourself, and prepare her mother to receive this exceedingly unmanage- . able young la3y." "Be quiet, Katie," he said, as Katie again , struggled under the sound of the deep, determinedfones; "be quiet, I say?it is useless for yotr xo^strtrggle, for* J. intend WCake~ to1' your own-door." Katie whimpered a little, but covering her face with her hands, said no more. When he reached the gate he found the two girls standing there. "Can you walk now, Katie, dear?" asked Jennie. "Of course, she can!" replied the other; . "get down, Katie, and come in the house." "Have you prepared Mrs. Lee, as I directed you," replied Lee, without noticing their remarks. ' "No," hesitatingly replied Jennie, "we thought it was not worth while to trouble ( mother, and we have concluded to say noth ing about it. "Wisely decided," mentally exclaimed Lee, as he thought of Henry. "We are obliged to you, sir," said the soft voice, as Lee gently sat Katie on her feet. Lee lifted his hat gracefully, in reply. "Whom have I the honor of obliging, and to whom should I apologize for my exceedingly thoughtless conduct this evening?" The girls looked at each other as Lee stood, \ evidently with no intention of leaving till it 1 suited him. "You are not generous, sir," said the soft voice; "you ask our names, and we not even know to whom we give them." 1 "My name is Lee?Arthur Lee" he replied 1 "the proprietor of Brookland, near here." A suppressed titter from Katie answered him. f "Thank you; again good night, Mr. Lee," replied the speaker moving away. ' "Not so fast, ladies," said Lee, springing through the gate before them; "you must not t take advantage of mejn that wa^ I fyftoyiRi "to'youf implied contract?your names?" Here the cartain up stairs quivered, and a querulous voice cried, "Avlona!" "Coming, Ysabel," said the soft voice im! patiently. "There, sir," said she, turning to him with a pretty iraperiousness, "you know now, I am Avlona; this is Jennie, and this silly girl who 1 J -II ?.! Ul. 4.UU TT tie. Now good-night, Mr.' Arthur Lee, and say nothing of this adventure." "Avlona! Avlona! Avlona!" cried the i voice up stairs. i "Patience, Ysabel! I'm coming, I tell you," i said she, as she slowly walked up the path. i Lee watched them as they entered the house - - ' ? % 1 TT 1 and then returned tor ins norse. ne roae slowly, thinking over the events of the evening. ; "So there is an Avlona, and how exquisitely beautiful the girl is. She looked like a piece ' of sculpture as she stood in the moon-light i saying good-night. No; more like St. Ceilia with that Spanish drapery of lace over her head and shoulders, only the saint never had such dark lustrous eyes. What a bewitching < imperiousness there was about her, too ; and what a very questionable position I occupied ! among them this evening ! Called a dunce, a fool and a bear, almost in a breath !" The curtain of the window of the upper room was withdrawn, and Lee drew his rein as he noticed a youthful figure bending from it ' "The night is beautiful, Ysabel, and I do not wish to retire yet. Whom did I meet in my walk ?" she said, as if replying to a ques- i tion from the room. i "Noone, Ysabel; at least no ono to me. We met one of those petty farmers about here, i who was idiot enough to scare Katie, and she silly enough to be scared almost into convulsions. I did try to get away," she said, in re- 1 ply to the querulous tones, "but Katie fell and struck her head ; she was hurt, but the man was a stalwart fellow, and he carried her ! home." ] The shrill tones again interrupted her. "Ah ! don't scold, Ysabel, I can't immure myself like a nun in a cell; don't tell Mr. Grey, and as for the man, I don't know whether he was black or white. I never looked at him. I only know he was as stupid as a dunce, and as rough as a bear." Lee here rode on, having no further desire to hear the conclusion of the conversation. CHAPTER III. "SLEEPING, I DREAMED, LOVE." Lee dressed himself with more than usual care the next morning, before he took his daily ride to Brookland. It was still early in the afternoon when he igain mounted and rode in the direction of Hillside. The evening was chilly, and riding apidly, he was soon at the gate of the farmhouse. His quick gianoe discovered a figure seatedJj tf; the upper window; but he almost instant-1 veiled Hi?c look,-lest if should prove dis- ? ^leasing-. 9teulllJg Rlidfnei, UUlttre he eoiertkl " he piazza, he found that the occupant of the ,'hamber had not been in the least discompoek! by his appearance, and was still quietly leated, with her gaze fixed on the distant prospect. His knock was answered by Mrs. Grey, who irery cordially invited him in. A fire was juruing brightly on the large, open hearth ; ind placing a seat for him, she said she would jail the boy to put up his horse. Lee's earnest remonstrance to the contrary jould scarcely prevent her, but he told her he lad called simply to pay his respects to the roung ladies, and intended staying but a few noments. This brought upon the head of the girls a ;ood-humored ceusure from the lady, who, it ippeared, had discovered the adventure of he evening, from the hysterical condition of Katie. She thanked Lee for his forbearance with them, and his attention in seeing them lafely home, declaring it would be some time jefore they should take such a scamper again. Lee's exclamatory apologies and depreca?ry remarks were not even heard amid the ratability of her declarations, until he laughngly declared she was too indulgent a judge? he must send the girls to pass sentence upon lim. . - iMrs. Grey left the room and [soon returned vith Jennie and Katie, who, not waiting for a brnaal introduction, bowed their recognition, is they took their seats. Mrs. Grey then reared, and Jennie soon after, in answer to her nother's call* followed her. Katie gave a longing look at the door, as if ihe would fain have made her exit, also. She lad never ceased blushing since she entered ;he room, and Lee's questions were answered n monosyllables. These he purposely misinderstood, and she was compelled to explain; bough evidently in great embarrassment. One subject led to another until finally Miss Katie was rattling away as unconcernedly as if the had known him for months. vSh? told him Vy hnd r tud her sister were children; that their father lad married again; that they were very foud >f their step-mother; that she had two little jrothers, Tom and Jack, of the respective ages )f ten aud seven. She said that they had )een very happy in their old home, but they vere equally happy here; their father had noved here on account of his health, as he lad suffered from fever in the low country for leveral years in succession. They had very ew acquaintances; their father * did not approve of their going about much, but some;imes the village school-master, Mr. Selwyn, jame to see Jennie. "Not to see Katie ?' asked Lee, excessively amused at her innocent garrulity. ?? V9 InunliA/l nl>o1rinor Kor Klnolr 11U) UU DliC iAU^U^U) ouuaiug MV* vawvw lurls; "heis the ugliest old thing; his chin sticks out so!"?and she threw out her full underlip looking much more like a pouting 3hild than the master she was describing. "He is not handsome, then ?" said Lee. Katie laughed a prolonged "No 1" and said the had not seen a handsome man in ever so long, until?" and again her sentence was finished with a blush. "Haveyou no handsome men in your neighborhood ?" he asked. Katie hesitated ; said "yes?no?yes"? then glancing quickly at Lee, replied, "she lid not know.-" "Mr. Henry, for instauce, is he not a handsome man ?" Katie played with her apron strings; said she "did not know;" then with an unmistakable pout of the pretty lip said, "not very." "Well, he is a great^c^ qrWntyr' d&wever destitute you may think him of it. Who is the attraction at Hillside ? You, Jennie, or Avlona ?" "Avlona! the Senora?" said Katie, opening wide her black eyes; "you don't know?" "What don't I know, Katie? Come, tell me. Is it Avlona, Mr. Henry comes to see ?" "No, indeed," said the little beauty positively ; "he does not even know Avlona, and rlSrl, oho nnf "Ah! indeed," said Lee, a little scoffingly, remembering the very flattering terms applied to him the night before; "and why should this Mademoiselle, or Senora, or whatever you call her, bear herself so haughtily ? Who is she?" "I don't know," replied Katie, startled into prudence by this direct question, and again having recourse to the apron string. "Ah ! Katie, I see how it is ! Mr. Henry comes to see your friend, and you will not betray her." "He does no such thing!" replied Katie, petulautly; "Senoradoes not see Mr. Henry." "And pray, why not ? Is he not handsome enough ?" asked Lee, gravely. "Oh! that is not it," said Katie; "he is not noble, as she calls it." "Not noble! Is he not good ?" asked Lee, with added gravity, purposely mistaking her meaning. "Yes, he is good," replied Katie, very decidedly ; "I mean he is not ?" "Iiich," suggested Lee. "No," replied Katie, contemptuously, "Senora does not care for that; she does not call that noble ; she means grand." "Ah!" said Lee, "a gartered lord for a titled dame ! My lady, Avlona, should live in Europe, where dukes and counts, barons and lords, spring into being at a word and a touch." "What ?" asked Katie, looking puzzled. "Why do you call her Senora ? She looks like a haughty Spanish," said Lee, without noticing the interrogative. "No," replied Katie, with a little assump tion of manner; "she is a Caban, and a Senora." ^ "A Cuban ?" said Lee, "what then is sfie doing here in winter ?" ' "I don|t know," replied Katie, looking uneasily at the door. ^ "And so," said Lee, after a pause, "you think that Henry comes to see her, but she is proud and won't receive the attention." "No," replied Katie, quite indignantly; "Mr. Henry don't even know she is in the house, and calls Ysabel?her duenna?Avlona I" she continued, laughing merrily. Moth* er says it is not worth while to correct the mistake; that it makes no difference, and the Senora tosses her head, and curls her lips so!" And again the rosy lip was protruded. "Where is the Senora this afternoon ?" saicT Lee; "will she not see me?" "See you!" said Katie, opening wider still - - - j her black eyes; "no,she win noti" a k: "And why not, Katie ? Am I not noble f' ] i "Yes." replied Katie, heeSfcftiilifflpr^1-^ Know?MAC WOh t listen?rV y - "So ho 1" said Lee, "there are no Senoraa nor Dons in America; is that it ?" "Not altogether," replied Katie, hesitatingly; "I have heard her speak so scornfully of them, and say they are dull and stupid. She call them bores and boors, and either, grandees or matadores." "The haughty girl!" muttered Lee. " No, she is not habghty," Baid Katie, catching the words; "she is good and kind. She* minds Ysabel and loves my father; is good to mother, and draws horses and dogs for the boys, and makes Jennie's and my dresses. She is good, and so beautiful we all love her.:1 "And she loves you, and yet you are not noble, Katie ?" Lee put the implied que* tion gently, half fearing she would take umbrage at it. "No," Said Katie, in a tone of affirmation; "but she was ill, and we nursed her/ Mi was so pale when Ysabel brought her fromCuba; but mother took care of her, and we all loved her. She was so sweet and patient then, and now she loves us." "Where is her mother?" asked Lee. "She is is dead long ago, when the Senera was a baby," replied Katie. y "And her father?her relations?" asked Lee, "All in Cuba," replied his communicative companion. 4 "She will return to them soon, probably," said Lee carelessly. "Oh, no," replied Katie mysteriously, tnd lowering her voice; her father has gone away to Europe, or England, or some place, and hi^ mother's relations want to make her a Catholic, and would put her in a convent; and her father, who knows my father very well, put her here to hide!" "To hide !" exclaimed Lee. "Yea," replied Katie; "they persecuted herr and she is going to stay with us till her father comes back." "Humph I" said Lee, "shedoesnot look like one who would submit to much persecution } but she need not fear persecution her^ Vttang, pretty, cau^, lllave m'o cloul?t, accftnplished, why does she shut herself up ? You would not do so, would you, Katie?" "No, indeed!" replied Katie, though Ysabel won't let her see auy one; but you ought to hear Senora sing and play?it is so sweet." From the specimen given above, it will be seen that a sufficient quantity of nonsense was talked, actuated on the one side by a vague curiosity, and on the other by a flattered sense of Lee's superiority to the country youths with whom she had associated, and a simply vanity to appear, by her acute perceptions, favorably in his sight. After some time, Mrs. Grey returned, and telling Lee that supper was on the table, in sisted with such genuine nospitaiuy on nis partaking of it, that he felt it would be churlish to refuse. Upon Lee's inquiring for Mr. Grey, she told, him he scarcely ever took supper, and was seldom in from the field until dark. Katie's question, if she should call the Se nora, was answered by a rebuking shake of the head; and the little party sat down to a most substantial and well-prepared meal. Jennie was a pretty, modest and sensiblegirl, her chief characteristic being an inordi-! nate fondnesss for her vivacious and petted sister; but this was a venial fault, and Lee found her interesting and agreeable. He^ passed a pleasant hour or two with the family, and when departing, in answer to Mrs. Grey's cordial invitation to return, replied he would gladly avail himself of the pleasure, but she must promise Avlona should see him the nert time he called. U|| . "Avlona! Oh ! the Senora/'"said Mrs. Grey; "she is leading a very retired life?sees no company, and occupies herself almost entirely with her music and her books." "She is a performer, then?upon what instrument ?" he asked, looking around. "Oh! we have none here, except Mr. Grey's viol," she replied ; "but Senora has her guitar and an organ in her parlor." rYou do not know how you are tempting mtftu return, airs, oreyy repneU Tl**, ling. "You have mentioned my favorite instruments. Tell the Senora, from me, she must make an exception in my favor, and per-5 rait me to see her sometimes." " I will tell her," replied Mrs. Grey, hesitatingly; "but Ysabel does not like her charge to make acquaintances." "Is there no way to conciliate her?" said Lee, laughing; "now + T k r? rm V*na vrl aP mnoia anrl uanrv T Viqtto tunt X UOTO I1VMIU VI UIUOIV UUU OViig^ A UUTV almost determined to play the part of Herciu_ les and chain this Cerberus, even though I would be compelled to invade her dominions and seize her at the very footstool pf her mistress. Why, it is a perfect outrage to shnt up such beauty. Would your motherly experience advise such a course for a young and pretty girl?for your Katie here, or for Jennie?" The words were accompanied by a look which brought the color in a tide to Katie's face, and flushed the more delicate complex^ ion of Jennie. "No," replied Mrs. Grey, pleased at his undisguised admiration ofhergirls; "but Senora was ill when she came to us, and her friends thought it more prudent for her to see but little company, so we told our girls they need not mention her to their visitors. Katie has made a mystery of it, and prides herself very much upon never speaking of her to any one; and to do her justice, I don't believe she has, although she is not noted for keeping a secret." Katie gave a quick glance at Lee, and as she caught the irrepressible amusement in his face, as the look met his, she pouted her displeasure, while he hastened to say? I ^ "Katie is a good girl in that respect, Mrs. r reminds me of Henry Percy's wife, ancTT perceive you have the same confidence in Katie that Hotspur had in her." Although the Shaksperian allusion was en rarely lost upon the good people, still Katie vols evidently flattered by it, and was at once mollified. Had she understood that Percy's wife never told what she did not know, it is -to"b^supposed she would not have been so easily appeased. Lee rode to his hotel that evening, more ifrf asnr determined to find out the mystery oPAvlona, if mystery there was; but "the best laid schems of mice and men gang oft aglee," for the next morning found him shaJ?rin ague, and for several successive days E?wa8 confined to.bed. flHLwas a bright morning in December, when, Kfoiug the tedium of his room intolerable, he Bft?rmined to risk the displeasure of his phy Eanaud visjj^Brookland. After reaching (rmunrTTfffn geneHE^ Br direction 8 about the business, he was glad ' w!rest upon the lounge which the faithful E6se had drawn to the fire for him in their "hiual sitting-room. While preparing his lunch, she said, "Mass Arthur, you know any of the Greys, who live jpac-here ?" "Why do you ask, Kose ?" he enquired ; "jyhat do you know of them ?" ."Nothing.sir; nothing, only the young la- i dfes used to come here and visit the garden i last summer, and get flowers from George, i Hiey ain't come here so much since you been here; but yesterday they came to see the i greenhouse. I ask them why they did not come here so much now, and they say they ] dfe^go out much. But the little one with < the black curls, she slip from the other young lady and ask for you?how you were?and | Bh??id I must not tell; for Jennie would not \ Irnais mn word nnt hflrp " I i ?" MVI VVUJU VIA! Oliy J VU "WAV MV? " ? T*Who was with them ?" asked Lee. "There was a young lady I never saw be- < fojB," replied Rose. "Oh ! Mass Arthur, she was so pretty 1 Just like that picture," she t said, pointing to Donenichino's Sibyl, and i B^e was dressed so beautifully. She had on a i rcol(fe-m>d black lace over her head and ^ shoulders. "The fancy of your race, for bright colors," li muttered Lee. "Well," he said, aloud, "did you ask them in ?" i' "Yes, sir, but a cross old woman, in black, v who talked so strangely, would not let her, and 1' the joung lady told Miss Jennie, that Ysabel Bfod^e waa cold, and it was time to go home; s .and though the young lady wanted to come o .in when rtWd her of the pictures, the cross d old thing sai^ 'no.'" "Well?" said Lee, as she paused. & i "I hope you wqn't blame me, sir; but the ^vVfi^tady looked ?o longingly, as if she would h liki to sec them, that I told her if she would 1< cone to-morrow, I would kindle a fire here, o ate she oould go into the library and look at b tl^ic^j^while the old lady, warmed." f< didntwant to consent, and tlked to last, and pointed this way and that s last, Miss Senora?they all called her tint?turned to Miss Jennie and whispered si scuething; then Miss Jennie asked me if you h wtwMf'te here, and I said no, for I did not il tlink jou would be well enough." s< "You did right, Rose," said Lee ; "I am k ntt well'enough, nor well enough to return to v tfc villare. either. I will stay here to-night, a Y'rti can fit up my room. Let the ladies come v -^ftlB^orning. Kindle a fire here a3 you tl pioposed; and also one in the library; and, p Rwe, youneed not mention I am in the house." a ."Very well, sir," she replied. n Lee's aorning sleep was disturbed by vis- k ids of h!s pretty cousin, Mary, who came to him in tie guise of a Spanish Senorita, and, 81 sUng bp his aide, sang French songs to an ^ ^elwwKmmeut played on a bass drum by Kitie Grey. w \ vjiy wakeful night prolonged these tan- fi taking visions; and too drowsy to shake off si th?\etbargy induced, both by fever and sleep- si lesjfcsq he lay in this dreamy state of uncon- . scjjifrfiaB for several hours. Again dream- tl in0jt&WHB head was lying on the lap of Av- * lona, tfiile she touched with cool light fingers tl hii W brow, and parted the tangled masses froq lis temples, he was quietly soothed into U slumbers by her low voice, singing in y dulce Italian, "Amore i vezzi, amor le insegna il ianto." "i Aslhe rippling notes melted on his ear in A 8oftihd cadence, he was suddenly startled by a Liuji and the sound of voices near his win- ii dftiV Thr saund geqpisdre treating; and now, g fulTy aroused, he 8tarted"YnsL his bed and tl hastily drew the curtain of his window. ^beJ ti ^i^pured in a flood of mid-day light, and he bad the mortification of seeing the party : when he had so anxiously expected, quietly walking from the house. His dream was not 5fry, dream, then ; they had been there, and it^iust have been their voices that had caused htftorniug visions. Hastily dressing, he jftiWi) st^jiSjfefind Rose very much ela- j 2^K!at he hac^^tso iong, and consequenthno comfortable, and that she had kept his >oflp?nce in the house a profound secret from t!5^adies, and that they had been there at hnnrs. Tr? all nf whinh nnlv nnlWb n'fli H F1 ost emphatic "humph !" -His breakfast partially dissipating his chagrin, he asked what the ladies had done. Bose replied that Miss Jennie sat knitting fire with the old lady; that Katie ran everywhere, and that Miss Senora looked at the pictures for a longtime; then at the books, Uu^did not touch one, and that Miss Katie i finally opened the piano and insisted upon Miss Senora playing, and that after she had asked her if she had any objection, and she no, that the lady sang and played the sweetest she had ever heard. , "Mass Arthur, I could not help but wish , you could have heard her; she did not seem i 'foJaoff fihr^rnn singing; she just opened her ] mMKh, and the song poured out. "jL most vivid picture of gushing melody, i Rose," laughed Lee; "well, what then ?' \ 'They did not stay long after that; the lit- 1 tie loisy one ran to ask George for some flow- 1 ers^and Miss Senora sat down before that < prSwy picture in the library, of the mother 1 anrt'the child, and took a little card out of her ] poci:et and wrote something on it. While she was waiting, Miss Katie ran in and said 3 you were coming, and the old lady hurried i theni off. I knew it was not you ; but after i they left, Mr? Henry rode up to the door and i asktji for you, and and said to tell you he woipd be back after awhile. He then rode ' after the ladies." 1 1 Lee made no reply to all this, but continued slowly eating his breakfast After a pause, Rose continued: "Miss Senora is a lady, Mass Arthur; she is not avbit like the others. See what she gave me when she was going away!?and she held out her hand in which was a Spanish gold piece. "Humph 1" was the very expressive reply of Lee. "The old woman hurried them so that Miss Senora left the card she had been writing on in the library, and dropped her handkerchief, too. I put them uptill I would see her again." "Left the card 1" said Lee, hastily rising; "let me see it?where is it ?" "Here, sir, on the mantelpiece?I put the handkerchief and it both here," said she, handing them to him. Lee took the card. It was written in a beautiful hand in Italian. "Hail, 0 Maria/ full of grace! the Lord is with thee 1 blessed art thou among women, and blessed is the fruit ofthy womb, even JE8ua,Uoly Virgin Mary,, mnttiar nf fJrwt ! nrav for n* dinners, both DOW and in the hour of death! Amen." "Humph I Catholic!" he muttered. The handkerchief was of the finest and most delicate fabric. A faint wreath of embroidery terminated in a leaf, in which was written "Avlona." The soft fabric emitted a perfume of roseleaves, and Lee touched it almost reverently as if fearing to mar its spotless purity. Crushed, but not soiled, it indicated to his mind the habits of the owner. "I will keep them Rose; when are the ladies coming back?" "They said they would come to-morrow. Miss Senora wishes to make a sketch of one if the pictures." "Very well, Rose; you need not mention ;hat I am here; and, hark ye! Rose, call me xhmorrow at eight o'clock, and bring breakast to my room." "Very well, sir; there is 1L* Henry at the ioor. Shall I ask him in here f' "Why, Lee! glad to see you alive I I began o fear something had occurred, when you did lot return to the hotel last night. You cunling dog, you! stayed to entertain morning risitors, eh!" cried Henry as he entered. "Confound the fellow 1" muttered Lee ; "if le is a marplot, he'll spoil all my plans." "No," he replied, carelessly lounging back n his chair, "I did not even know the ladies rere here till they left. I suppose you are aluding to the Greys ?" "Yes; and to Edmund Grey's niece. Is he not a beauty, Lee? All I ever dreamed f womanly perfection fails to reach her stan ard." "Of whom are you speaking ?" said Lee, s he shred a strip of paper to fragments. "You do not know; you have not seen er ?" asked Henry excitedly; "why, of Av5na?the very Avlona of that note you reeived some time ago I To think that I should e so stupi(f as to take an old yellow woman arher! But, this girl, though not more than tt'etrtjtcn, tya perfect t omriitf' - W *?"4 "Where did you see her ?" asked Lee, still hredding his paper. "I'll tell you how it was," replied Honry, till speaking very excitedly; "I was out unting about a week ago?gunning you call ;?when, being very tired, and not averse to eeing the girls, I stopped at Mr. Grey's. I nocked at the door, but receiving no answer, ralked in. I had frequently done so before; nd seating myself in their parlor, I waited, ery glad of the rest, for some one to make heir appearance. I think I most have droped to sleep, for after awhile I was startled by rustling which seemed near me. I opened ly eyes and sprang to my feet simultaneousjr, and there stood Avlona!" i "Well?" said Lee, without changing his poition; "'old, wrinkled, yellow andgrizzled? t subject for romance ?'" "No, Lee; lovely as a poet's dream! She 'as dressed in a rich crimson dress, fitting to a gure, whether artificial or natural, perfectly iperb; jet black hair, and eyes?eyes?like are?if stars were ebony I" "Why, old fellow 1" said Lee, as he shook he scattered shreds from him, "you appear -onderfully struck! And pray, who may ais Avlona be ?" "She is a niece of Grey's from Cuba; but sn removes from any of the family, I assure ou." "Ah 1 poor Katie," said Lee, quizzically; but don't let me interrupt you; there stood Lvlona ?" "Well," continued Henry, "she apologized l the softest, sweetest voice, and with the most rafceful manner, for disturbing me; said Bhe lought it was Mr. Grey, who often came in red and lay down to rest, and then chatted awajnJhe most charming style, till some one squealed 'AvionA1 .and with a laugh like music. she bowed and left Now. do you think of it ?" - - ^ ~ "I think you have exhausted the vocabulary of superlatives in admiration of her," replied Lee; "but is that the only time .you have seen her ?" "No," replied Henry; "I have been there since; and one night she nearly ran me crazy playing on the guitar, till that hateful old woman squealed 'Avlona' again, and took her off to put her to bed, I suppose, for I did not 3ee or hear her after." - "You saw her this morning, did you not?" asked Lee. "Yes," replied Henry, "I rode after the ladies to say good morning." "You told them I was here?" he asked. "I asked if they had seen you, and they 3aid no, and asked where you were ?" "You told them ?" again enquired Lee. "Yes," replied Henry; "why?" "Nothi??0*," said Lee. "Now," continued Henry, "what I cannot understand is her beauty, intelligence and accomplishments, with her relationship to the Grey3; for though very good people, she is tar their superior." "0!" replied Lee, "you cannot reason that way with these Creoles; whether bred in the thatched cottage of some poor montero, or in the stately mansion of the wealthy planter, they intuitively acquire all the ease of polished life; but if related, why should they call her Senora?why not more familiarly, "Av[ona ?" "I do not know, mused Henry; "there is evidently some mystery about her. Let us find it out," said he, suddenly ; "we will 3tart fair, and let us see who will first obtain information." "My chances are but small," observed Lee; "the lady you speak of is shy of me, and I myself am still more so!" of you!" exclaimed Henry; "nave you seen her ?" "Yes," replied Lee, gravely. "And made her acquaintance V The monosyllable was repeated without explanation. "And what do you think of her?" "I think her superlatively handsome. The figure you so justly admire is unaided by art I saw that from a sqQare bodice by moonlight ; her hair is luxuriance itself, of fabulous length, and one lock esoaping from its coil,.I think nearly reached her feet; but her most striking feature, as you have remarked, are the eyes, rivalling in their jetty hue her glossy hair, and emitting a soft, dreamy expression, in repose, as if the soul were luxuriating in delicious thoughts. It is the Spanish eye, with an additional dash of the houri's in it, guarded by Italy's long, silken lashes. Complete the picture with fc rich lip, and rounded chin, and the oval features are perfect" . "By my life I", exclaimed fi^nry, "you are observant, and speak like a connoiseur. Where did you see her?" "Met her in the road one night, and again in the road one morning, and 1 made my observations slyly. Pity, while she is so beautiful she is such a devil!" "A devil! Are you crazy ?" "Not a bit of it I advise you to take care how you mau) advances to her, for she will not hesitate to call yon fool and idiot, if you interfere with her pleasure." s/ "You are joking," said Henry, looking puzzled. "Not at all," replied Lee, gravely; "she did not hesitate, I assure you, to dub me with each of these flattering titles, although she had not been in my company ten minutes." "You provoked her then?" replied Henry, in an interrogative manner. "Not at all," replied Lee; "I was as defer ential as ever I was in my life. Depend upon it, she is a passionate little vixen." "Who would have thought it, with that angel-face !" said Henry, thoughtfully. "Never trust an angel's face!" cried Lee, laughing; "angelic women are very often devils ; but for a wife, would you not prefer a devil to a bore?" .4 ^ "I would," said he, with returning gravity. "Well, when she called you that, what did you say f" said Henry, returning to the subject which perplexed him. ^ "I believe I said, ' Comeaiavolo," or something of the kind. One can say in a foreign language what would be rather rough in the mother tongue. You know the worksof learned men in the early centuries were all composed in Latin ; and they were not only authorized by the example of eminent writers in that language to use their antagonists with the most illiberal scurrility, but in a dead tongue indecencies of every kind appear less 1 shocking than in a living language, - whose 1 idioms and phrases seem gross, because they 1 are familiar.. So, instead of telling Miss Av- 1 lona to go the devil, I politely replied,4 Come J Iftlg 1 "don't call yourself shy again." "What, you don't believe me! You must have observed how I blush for the merest tri- 1 fle," said Lee. "Oh, yes,?you blush; but that is constitutional ; you have, I think, a deuced share of impudence," replied Henry. J "My dear fellow, you quite mistake my character," said Lee; "it is a sort of anomaly, 1 a compound of modesty and assurance." ! "Assurapce, certainly, the modesty I have ( failed to observe,"replied Henry. ( [to be continued next week.] 1 [Copies of the Ekqoiur containing the previous cbapteri of thu Stow-etri be furnUbed to new suMcrlben.] fpftllawMt* fteadinij. < DON'T CROWD. Don't crowd; this world is broad erough < For you as well as me; The doors of art are open wide? The realm of thought is free; 1 Of all earth's places you are right To choose the best you can, 1 Provided that you do not try ] To crowd some other man. j W bat matter tbougn yon scarce can count Your piles of golden ore, 1 While he can hardly strive to keep Qaunt famine from bis door. Of willing hands and honest heart Alone shouldmen he proud; ] Then give him all the room he needs, Ana never try to crowd. 1 Don't crowd, proud Miss; your dainty silk * Will glisten none the less i because it comes in contact with . A beggar's tattered dress. < This lovely world was never made i For you and me alone A pauper has a right to tread' 1 The pathway to a throne. j Don't crowd the good from out your heart i By fostering all that's bad, But give to every virtue room? ? The best that may be had; s Be each day's record such an one, That you may well be proud; * Give each his right?give each his room, y And never try to ciowd. , A TOUCHING INCIDENT. ( -Bjsofevean ago we visited Portomonth, N. H.,toattenda massllrtSosg^fhymWfshingtonians. As we were passing along one of the' ^principal streets, our attention was attracted by the noise of a bell, succeeded by the stentorian tones of the sturdy crier, 'who was announcing the meeting. As he approached near we said to him: "Friend I I hope you are personally interested in the object about which you are making so much noise for the benefit of others." "Ah!" said he, "I am glad you mentioned it I want to tell you about it; I am ashamed to tell you, I was an awful drunkard once. I'll tell you what turned me round. I was terribly dry, one morning, and I wanted some rum; I handed my youngest boy, only six years old, some eoppere and a jug, and told him to go and get me a pint of rum. It was a real cold morning, and Willie's trowsers n'nrn fltirt on/1 Mfrmul qnfl Via Viosl nn nraof ITViV bUlU MUU *?V MiW MV giVUM coat nor mittens. Willie didn't want to go; but I scolded him, and he started a few steps, and then stopped and said, "Father, I wish you would give me a cent to buy a stick of candy." I told him to go along, and not bother me about a stick of candy. The little fellow began to cry, and stammered out, "Father, you never give me any money to buy candy. Tommy Jones (he was the rum seller's boy) has candy everyday, and he says I can't have any because my father's a drunkard!" I felt as though lightning had struck me. "Good God!" said I, "has it come to this ? Have I been paying my money to support the rumseller and his wife in luxury, while my own little boy could not have a single cent for candy? Yes, I am a drunkard; but old Jones' children won't sneer at Willie and me any more." I called my ooy oaca, aim wv? uwjug mm - the money. Here are the coppers, said he, taking them from his pocket?five of them; I will keep them as long as I live, afrd wheel die, leave them as a sacred legacy tomy"ehi|^ dren. I have got six, and a good wife bosides. You. don't look npon a drunkard now! Thank God, I am saved, and my home is happy 1 I will do what I can to save others, Stranger?that jug don'tgo to Jones'now, and my boy's as smart as his 1" Having told ma > "about it," he again rang his bell, and walked away, proclaiming as before, the invitation tp attend the great convention. The name of the noble man has passed from memory; but his story is fresh in our mind, and is given very nearly in his own words. - 'J. Governor Scott Endorsed.?Some time ago, Judge Aldrich, of Barnwell, addressed some enquiries to a friend in Ohio, in regard to Governor Scott, and in reply received the following: _ 'Napoleon, OMb, Dec; 1 % 1870T^~J "A. P. Aldrich?Dear Sib Ybor line to me of the 2nd instant has been received. In reply, I have to say that I have been in* x timately acquainted with Gov. Scott for twen- \ ty years, he having all that time been a citizen of our town and county, and I have all that time and do.now, differ with him in clitics ; yet I must say that the statement made by Col. Wells, in his printed statement you sent me, is substantially correct Gov. Scott is a high-toned, honorable- gentleman; ie a man of truth and integrity; and he is withal, a very kind-hearted man; and if yon should have any business with him, you will find him all I have stated. That is the way be is estimated here by us Democrats. "I wish you and other Democrats of South Carolina could see and make the acquaintance of Gov. Scott I am satisfied you would feel * differently towards him from what you do now. Very truly, yours, JAMES' G. HALV." In communicating this letter to the Barnwell Sentinel for publication, Judge Aldrich remarks: "As I certainly would have published Mr. TV V V . ? ! _ t_l _ A _ naiy s response naa u oeeo unravorame w Gov. Scott, it is but simple justice to give him the benefit of this very complimentary notice." How Gentlemen Dress.?$2j600 a Yeah. Dress doesn't make the man, but it has a great deal to do with making the gentleman. People would think so if they knew the amount of care that is sometimes represented by one gentleman's wardrobe. To keep dressed fashionably all tbe time, requires so much attan* tion that many of our gentlemen who combine business with pleasure, are compelled to let themselves out to tailors, who contract to clothe them according to the mode at so much the year. A fashionable tailor up town holds several of these contracts at $2,500 a year, and among his customers is Mr. James Ftsk, Jr. There are hundreds of men besides who leave the whole matter of attire to the own goods, but drop in on their way down town and leave their order for "a dress soit," or "a walking suit" as the case may be. The tailor, taking into consideration die completion of his customer, his figure, Ac., then selects the material for the suit, and in a few ' % days it is sent home. The gentleman who has let the whole business out by contract issometimes surprised for four or five days in succession, by finding a box of new clothes in his dressing room. He puts them on in sincere confidence, and is not troubled with the fear that he is "out of fashion."?N. Y. World. Singular Cases op Sudden Death.? The Winston (N. C.) Sentinel tells of the following two very singular cases of sudden ieath: "Salathiel Hier,a citizen living^n the southern portion of the county, was taken sick, md was visited by his neighbor, Alfred Gimble. Mr. Gimble was standing by the bedside, holding him by the hand. He asked lira haw he was getting along. Hier told blm he thought he. was going to die. Gimble remarked that we all had to die sometime. Almost before the sentence was finished he Iropped dead, with Hier^ hand clasped in lis, nearly pulling him out of bed. Hier wss 10 frightened and excited by the circumstance hat he died in a short-time. We have b$en nformed of another singular occurrence that ook place in our county a few weeks ago. A. Mr. Swicegood, we believe a local preacher, n the evening, after he had ate his supper, in ipparent good health, asked his wife to prepare the bed for him to lie down, aske was joing to die directly. She reproved him for peaking so. He took hfs seat in the porCh, md in a short time asked his wife if the bed vas prepared, telling her to hurry up as be lad only a few minutes to live. He then laid lown and died immediately/' ' ' *** . ? .J. in ? " How to Quit Using ToBAOOO.?Ii is im^ssible to quit the use of tobacco after it has become" a aeilBfrtttfa? fthttrtn,1 mute1 c bad 'feeling and prostration. The man who would free himself from the habit of tobacco using, must make up his mind that he has a hard struggle to pass through, call all his will power to his aid, and resolve to quit at once and forever. This leaving off by degrees seldom succeeds. It is better to make the battle short, sharp and decisive. A thorough course of bathing to eliminate the tobacco from the system, will make the struggle much less severe, and prove the greatest aid that can be given. The Turkish baths are best, if they can be had. If not accessible, the wet sheet, or vapor bath, both should be taken instead. There will not be much appetite, and but little food should be taken. Fruit is beet No drink but water, and that may be drank as freely as desired. To allay the craving for tobacco, hold cold water or pieces of ice in the mouth.?Associate Reformed Presbyterian. How to be Nobody.?It is easy to be nobody, and we will tell you how to do it Go to the drinking saloon and spend your leisure time. You need not drink much now. Just a little beer, or some other drink. In the meantime play dominoes, checkers, or something else to kill time, so that you will be sure not to read some useftil book. If you read, let it be the dime novels of the day. Thus keep on getting your stomach full and your head empty, and yourself playing the time-killing games, and in a few years you'll be nobody, unless, as is quite likely, you should turn out a drunkard or professional gambler. There are any number of young men hanging around saloons, billiard rooms and rum shops, just ready to graduate and be nobodies.