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IF. lit:A 4 O %tyc sa ell, Three Dowr fft t. ar Pid iisAt~ W.l~8 lp~eO 1q.(1 I.~e oii1bi t.7l~E~~ 'h fathtiu-for enh 6seueht insetIio* m 03Whoinumbei ofbise1?rtions tobe marked -o1'mldy~ertigemn or tlhyyill.bepzblisht. qd b be Iscontinued, apd fOr t.oihir uaie. M rti ili66orie t g le itio -tdI a. "tle ftnw onGhr It'':S All Oli'tuary Notioes xcee-dingaix'lines, ti umemdi ng Cand or tru-rphidlng Sti l17e h ais Adverte -ail"' st-be paid to in Fr the Sout Carolutan. DQMESTIC TROUBLES B "Y LYZte cLARNDON. 'nth sat in her neat, oot kIn hand. A ar fb aze I idAthe burnished.. ani rouo and 11Ri gegndpr, ighting up the four. corners ofdheroom glowing on Vh's Vetign1 liridsjand deepening the rose of the heek of the young wife. Sheemwasdwaiting.theoroturn'of her 1hus -bhid! frdihihis dounting house, and wtds idbAhding at-his absence, so unusual at tht' h- Ht 'h:d. often said-' that t6i6 Gibt 60 na w6r6 'the great spo'tfi - eisMfe and'sho'felt so happy r' hole dy's seperation t have kin fi at her side. What could -The ddor-bell rang. She started up; but it vwas -onlyv a messenger, tolling ht"i-i "to bo -uneasy, as -his "new tbU'dii-ka -arried, and he was busy unga.ki i tion. "Tfien he will not be here for soine i sh,~' 21iogi t, as', she resumed her soeawit .sigh of dfisappoiitmcnt: 'JOhI ish.Harry was nbt a mer hant!' We -beautiful volume she held i-d'toriaypresent fiom him, an e e4i - editidr '"of "The Wifels own B Nk'A -h19idddrily'lbst its attraction O1'Vn Was I tri Irvig's incompIara ble ohpT. Tp46 iis6ortunes' oF his frin s'ie, d o tii bic devotion of.theipobleMary, failed to. interest 0yr. "Sh'eopeniedhr piano; but. the voice .thatdsually mingled with hers in the song, and whispered sweet words of praise, vas absent, and music had lost'its'oive'r it amuse her. At last she thotight ,to while away the hours of histsefie', shid would %cross' the street t rAonid an o friend' of her n a 'jig a iessage for Iirry to follow her, if ho should re gfn ia half an hour, she set out. .It ~sa p a few-steps, and when she ecachid th door she dismissed the serviuatewho hades- aeompanied her, ohhrgijntrNoliver her inessage to 164 y64 fail.' Mrs. Rus sell w'1"i~ ti sde 'her dear Ag dogd0Fh m~4etic arrangements, thedy gr4'l begr~n to discourse on the greaan iotntduties of mar riedlif~rdhsRss1 dwelling . par ti~cp)ly.qph'9lig tirs ofravf s to olkc 'T~a e lord and imas tuit ofhep1 huoand heart.y ;Agnes disliked t as~ tongg stern.. language, and after i4 tdetld 1llle'remarked MfBab; my aear madam,we. iare-not bound to ~sm$ide'whort we marry,such as th~e slave iederf to his owner. Oifra%8 brig of leie, and from my/ exp'ip'r0 nouniue it-r ai 'easy yoke.' Man is rmore' onergetic, mor ll iiidd'kedyf"tliifrefoio he should huidieie dibrutepres it. 'But w$i'fad iho'fte failddr'atid frejuently rtil's 'beftletbinfisidtih I amn cer tain Harry wvill never .exa'ct' atything from me tha, cstitiot'perform.' '.Thiewks .latterdd with ai. confident smli. 'itMsellshook 'herT head an4tiiah6elfiliyy'as 'he replied-a "My poor girl,'yon lhhvo been ir riod but six months, and the 'honeyr mnod'n 'l" fey obra yet. Wait' un til theenn oit1libpibent year, and~ see if you do' not &welvth :mo. When I wsyog tliught gs you do, but now ydiV i~nirnate gnouigh in my f6idky h~ios much I can .boast BT Mrs.hB~sell ~ zcamde 3 ' inot ab 8h mmee com panion; Whydidyouhesitate Isa That o t ha ohn' 6T b ay one day be Waitntilthe roie'f .deoR your cheeks anid theIight dims in yoteye& 'Ohl' exclaimed the young wife,-if he loves me always but j as well as he doe.uI w am noth2b9bst af fedtions, aud I Xy.onfdently on thei .,continuance. 'T 11t court misery 9by.pkingot days equsehen my beauty, willno longerfexist.i. If J:Harry-cared only for:aw fair face, I might tremble for y safety. But he has often told me that ho valued- the' heart he had woi for its good qualities, in which he believes iiplicity;! aSd14 a s6e you it is iot'. iniftentioh to un deceivye. Eli." "You willihen always be''hat you now are?' resumedl Mrs. Russell. 'You think that time and sickness will -not change yotr sunny. temperinor ruffile your smooth countenance., But Iknot that wien ..you arp peevih-as you will be sometimes,. or your servants are angels; when yon rown,.as the mis tress of every houe must-Harry will' fretand fume, grow preqd: and sullen, .or take himself to his club, or, some:9se cret lodge (by-the-by, these.:last -are what ruin half the men) in disgust. Youx see, I know thuman -nature, for I have experience; and IknoWMibr. Mon teith patictilarly well. WhatMasit that made him break ol his engaeniento Julia Ethridge, whlicmbad goie 'so ar that the lady, had irocured her para.. phernalia and was:.selecting her wait ers? Why he saw her pull a servant's nose and box her little seamstress' ears, and he instaitly leftthe house and his beautiful . betrothed, ',though she wept and prayod him to remain.' Agnes sat like one stupified during this specoh, and- the. paleness of'her eeeck increased at its conclusion, until it looked corpse-like, while h6r hdart beat with thc slow heavy stroke of the muffled drum. She had never heard her husband allude to a former engage ment, and she could not believe had-de ceived her so terribly- But Mrs. Rus sell knew the whole affair, and seemed to imagine that she must be acquainted With it too. Monteith had met her at the house of his uncle while on a visit to her native town, and a mutual at. tachnient had sprung up between them She married him without hesitation, believing hin to be as near perfection as her Christian education could allow man to approach, and though six months had passed, she still thought him all that she could wish. What a shock it was to her then to find that she had been steadily and intentionally deceived where she had so blindly trusted. The tears came gushing to her eyes; but an effort restrained them, and she spoke in as calm a tone as she could assume "You surprise me, madam; if what you tell ie is true, why should Harry have concealed it from me? I thought lie confided every secret of his heart to mc, for ho has often told me so." "Then you do not know it. Hlow singular; for it hiappenedl just before Mr. Monteith visited your town, when he first saw you. How queer that lie should not have told it, for men mostly liket'o-elate such things. Where wo man die of love for them they are not backward in spreading the news.' 'Then did Miss Ethridge die?" as .ked Agnes, witig.a ghastly look. . 'Oh how horrid. I .could not have believed that Harry had ever been so oruel. It is awful;' and she burst into tears. 'No, no, my dear, she did not die, but she came very near it; for she had brain fever and raved of Monteith for a week or more. Her mother was on the point of sending for him, and she would have gone down on her knees to him to ask her daughter's life at his hands, but the poor thing grew botte.i, and refused to let the messenger do part,.. '2er woman's prido, she said, revolted against such an act; ho wvas lost to her forever, andasho would not sue for his return though her life depen dad on it.' Oh, it was niost affecting; and a young law student wrote a charm ing poem called 'The Forsaken,' and sent it to her all tied round with blue ribbonis. Julia said they should have been green, but she did "not change them." At any, other time Mrs. Mon.. teith would have smiled at the man ncr in which this tirade was delivered, but now her heart was too full. She felt as if he'riosom: would, burst .with agnony, nnd uch n. snsa of wretchcd N'Ihave&'h ah~h eoreafe alienA esig Whi "did you not se you 'Were-ind i leftyou alonerl will take yo on and you will adons bes1W,-'A "W6.0 you not riecollect th yii s l" night ifsesmedl imjoss'bl foirpwf anying eil to. come there/ '* Poor Agnes! overiord e "tid pressed the weight niore foreib1yr.rtie full heart, until itfelt libe neath the burden. n reminding her as it did/ofLI happinss'ebfa 'jjl ahe imaginedd af n er broke down. thI barier b abe (had to restrain hai-enqti&i a t aw7 ing her hankdsudddly from. hi concealed her face in it, a sobbed aloud. Agnes, ny dea xlaed Monteith, tendeily dQnot giVe ayto such unnecessary agitptioi. You a larm me excessively! What has hap pened? What haveyouheard to dus turb you?, She did'not reply and he turned to Mrs. Russell, who looked uneasy at this crisis in the, affair. 'Can you tell me iad atas occured? I leftnmy wife as wee as usual this -niornin; why '"d I id Ier here in-this sifuation? There init ie some cause for dsuch la hange? He spoke -almost stei-nly;m ad the person he addressed-grow pale'vas she inet his searching look .She' knew that he had never liked her;.fgr she was conscious that .he had thomed bie character tho'roughl he hne er forgiven:hif'Nit, eside was a4traightforwardne i di g e. determination about hini7 that always awed her. She answered evasively, therefore, but she saw tha, he iv l.1 satisfied with: her reply, and she bus tIed out of the room, saying that she would bring a vinaigrette or sQrde Co logne for Mrs. Monteith. TO BE CONTINUED IN OUR NEXT. A BlAUTrPUL THoUGHT.---Willis says in one of his letters from tho coun try: "This five years oasis of country ex istence gave shape and. force to anoth er sentiment that has always struggledi within me, and (fancy-pricing of my saleable commodities though it seems5, I will venture to' gnintioi it, -for .i"' im agining you as reading this volqme, by and by, it is view of myself tia I:liki to think may grow out of the pensel. I scarce know how to express it, ho'w ever; for, sure as I am of conveying the feeling of every man who has ever parcelled his free thoughts into 'goods and groceries,' it is difficult to phrase without misconveyance oftmeaning. If you have ever seen a field of broom corn-tho most carelessly branching and free swaying of all the products of a summer-and can fancy the -contrast in its destiny, between sweeping the pure air with the wind's handling, and sweeping what it more usefully may, when tied up for handling as Lrooms, you can understand the difference I feel, between using my thoughts at my pleasure, as in country life, and using them for subsistence as in my present profession. How much, and wh at gual ity, of an author, I miglt ha& ieeb from choice, the tone of these letters, I mean to say, very nearly~ expresses. I do not intend' any comparative dis paragement of what I have writter upon compulsion. The hot needle though the eye of the goldfinch betters ' ' sing ing, they say. Only seperate, if with this hint you can, what I have done as mental toil, from what I' night have written had I been a thought-treo far mer' with books, gonntry leisure, and liberty to pick;4i~ith - the perspective bettering of second thought, from the brain's many-mooded vegaries. A NcINT , MUsIcAL INSTRUMENT. The Egyptain fid'te was only a cow's horn, with only three or four holes in it; and their harp or lyre, had only three strings. Thd. Jewish triumpots that made the wa~lls of Jericho fall down were only ramn's horns; the pealtery was a small triangular harp orlyre, with an iron neodlo stick; their sachut resome led the zagg used at Malta-in the pres ent day, a species of bagpipe; the tim. brol was a tamborine, and the dulcimer, a horizontal harp with wire strings, iand struck with a stick like -the psaltery, such as are aeon about the streets of London in the present day. Imagine the discord produced by 200,000' of such instruments whiloplaying 'at the dledication of Solomon's tempile. Sul M n~am rrm-thi ea-~ hyyuwe so? I:buirdi~frb rd i0i~ee'o;'~ woman marries manwhoehrt has btienuntouhodbyl~ve itilhe gWe it t I yhusband wVas .engagd ~timp andhe once told that at ourg i ge.ivosd fr9n that pert ~vvJ4~ ~o ata~ olennga ing nk heed. maqge hW'met 0dea withi her Zbetrothed oftentdeme tha I was his first love; and it breaks my heart fo thinkthat he deceived Ine o cruelly. 'would not have blaiedhim, and I do iwC blame him, forhaving once cared for another, though it was, but'two weeks after their separation, when her imsage must -have been fresh-in his mind, that he saw me; aid ho has sooten said-lhat from the very first moment.). Here her tears streamed' forth and checked her utterance. Sam sorry for you; indeed, I am,' said her companion, 'but it only proves what I was saying, that 'happiness is not the, grpwth of earth.' If you -had .not trusted-so blindly inyour hueband, who is a man and frail and imperfect as men usually are you would not be so Miiseablohow. As i' is, you are ac tingshildishl; when Harry arrives he, will observe your emotion, and must either tell him'the cause, or, bear re proachs arid insinuations from him.' 'And..do.you suppose' -exclaimed the yopuigyvife, indignantly, 'that I will not telljiimthe cause?' I must hear it confirmed by his own lips before I alow inyself tO credit it all. It may not be so bad; he may know many pal liating circumstances. He has so of ten told me never to give ear to any re ports concerning-my friends, until they could no longer be doubted, and-' 'Yes,' sneered Mrs. Russel, lhe fear ed that you would discover this affair, and was wise to forwarn you. If you choose to be still his dupe, I care not; but for your own sake I advise you to keep quiet for awhile. Wait one week and then talk to him calmly and firmly; it will do him more good than an ocean of tears and a tempest of sighs. Few men can endure the latter, and Harry Monteith least of all. I verily believe that Julia Ethridge lost her control over him in that very way; she was al ways ini the 'melting mood,' and he de tested it.' Much more was uttered by her, but it failed to convince Agnes, who still persisted in her determination; until at.last Mrs. Russell begged that she would defer the explanation for a few hours or at least white they were in the house, as it would be exceeding ly unpleasant to her to be present at the time. The promise was scarcely given before the door-bell rang, and the next moment the quick steps of Mon teith sounded on stairs. Agnes, con trary to her usual custom, did not rise to meet him, but sunk back in a large chair, so that the shadow of the mantle. peice might fall on her face. The lights were dim, for she had requested Mrs. Russell to leave them untrimmed, and the fire had almost died out. He on tered in his peculiary rapid manner, but stodped midway of the floor. Mrs. Russell rose and extended her hand; he took it, and then said in a tone of disappointment: 'I beg your pardon for this intrusion, but I thought Agnes was here. The servant must have been mistaken when he informed me that he had walked with his mistress to your door.' 'No, she is here,' answered the lady; 'but half asleep, I believe. Are you not, Agnes?' 'I have a headache,' relied the young wife, faintly. The sight of her handsome, noble looking husband whose eyes wvorn spark ling and his cheeks flushed from the speed with which he had sought her, almost overcame her already nervously excited frame, and she could not scarce ly command her voice sufficiently to reply. Hie was at her side in a mo ment; and the kind pressure of his hand, and his look of alarm, brought the tears afresh to her eyes, but she drove thenm back. lHe took a seat beside her, stil holding the slight fingers that tiembled in his clasp, and looked with much anx iety into her face. 'What is the matter, Agnes?' ho in quired affectionately; 'your pulse thobs violently, but your hand is very cold, and you seem languid and dull. I nev nr aw yon thus befr;a. nyoun not: M e A,-0 46. n yo1 n 0 quea py -b i tte e hainm ni ;in abroteddA- bt6f t Theeild4o , b thro--g-ti c n siosion-agMa e5 ex aordinaryasl hocofI w inastinigterd rn hr ceedhorfned t ll 1c5itran an nrpmtilato Irtle'n ea abo. o r. ev, Theseh" pad 1ibgfee iib~1 h hiod 'abs exodinfach cwIwst~1 Bin a setnins'heiin e Tl~l edlinttle te plac. 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