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VOL. 1.] KAZLEY SOUT CAOINA FDY 00,R 17 8141. [NO!2 VOL. 1.] .EASLjEY, SOUTHI CAROLINA, FIDIAY, M\L('I1 [,184 NO 8 A Poetical W(d1iing. A coulple were marred in Ohio. re c41ntly, it i-1 said, i(I the followig po etie:gd style : . MINISTER. This womain wilt thou live, And cherihi her for life; t Wilt love an1d comfort her,. And seek no other n ife ? * 11E. Thi, wolnt) will I take That stands beside me inow; I'll find heri board anti clothesq. And have 11o other "frw.' MINIST ER. And for your lusbaud will Youl t ake this nice, young , 11 Obey hiS slightest wish And love im all you Cal y s1E. I'll love him all I canl, Obey him11 all I Choose. Aud when I ask for fundutt le niever nm1st refie.h MINISTE 4. Thi you are ma:n andl wife, And h:ipp.y may you be ! As manyi be your1 years. As dollars is m1Y fee. THE OLD OeD STORY. h She was the )r'Oudest Wo-man I eer knew. Poor and proud thlc Kathleen Langley ; hut the adopt d i rhiil of a very wealthy aunt, sihe h:il never f'elt the chilly blasts of b ,1-0rty ; probably never would si('y nOY she was the betroithed o" A Arthur Fanshawe, and his 1 name Vas goo( for a million. I had b)een Kathleen's intimIte fiet'Icnd and chosen companion ever -inoe our schooldays, to me there 1ad iever been so true and dear a J, friend. But I could not shut my g eyes to her besetting sin.-pride.i In vain I ar.ued with her, lectured Ker on its evils. She had a1 ly !btenled patiently. but with a sar- r' ( astic gleam in her brlownI eyes, g nd wvhen I had finished she wouldi lap) her head on my knee an d sinile r~ u ito my face mnischievously. ha 'IDear old Menton .'" she would 'i : "it's no use. Pridle was the ei 'i 1 heritage left me, amd, though it wreek all my happi ness. I ('an- di not ('onquer' it.'' u Une day she come1 to my sid(e s and held up oneC white tinger' en- e (ircled by a costly diamfond( ring.' I! answer to myv startleg look of a i!hjllitr e id srlwcI,- a- t:,h ough.-i "It is Arthur Fanshawe's ring,4 ear; I have 1)romise(d to be his rif e." Arthur Fanshawe.the blase man f the worId ; a cynic, a sceptiC,! verything had and unnatural. Toll irow away her youth, beauty and. urity u)on Arthur Fanihawe ! It H as a cruel thirg. "Oh, Kathie !" I cried, ' tell me is not true. You (10 UOt love him --I know it. Why,- the), why do' ou make this sacrifice?' IHer r'c( lip curled scornfilly. "There are a million reaso1s," lie answered, bitterly. Then she went away, and whfen Sy her agn ilt she was in 1h ii(ist of a gay group, lovely in I L glitterin( r ball dre , and . - bur. Fanshawe was at her side, h;Ai ard,. cold eyes hlited wnh, th. rsty glealms of a sellish hve. hi Pgageene to the faiir Ne York ele publicly announce I knew the, that the mat ch had een of her Aunt Langley's !nki lat her ambition for her beauti ul niece 1 had at least attained the eight of a wuel' by 1 mr , i y ua lat to induce, Kathleen to submit he had c(;rtive( to meke her real. :e h 1er dependenc. And' Kath eIn, feeling herself a bilden on er bounty, grew. '% var of e:I :' td ier's 'v'a .f l i in dU:o aw nI -Aot b1-'. ler' lribh- hiad carr'ied hter throu(dghI, Md she had conWenited to the sac- t Soon after Mrs. La(gley prI'o -ted a trip to FloridatlA, and beg I me to arcomplyany her and at hIlen : Mr F i ishawet. cof coir3e as to fOllow. W\e ari'ved1 at ouir destinfationt, a mtantie li:tle towni in the last sta as of dlilapidation. We set tled ourisel ves ini a lon~g unbl)inug Cot tage ne ar' t he lovel iest t Lktke ini the world , and~ eijoyedi the iami-trlop)ical (1libnate to our11 heart's We had not been there three ays when Kathleen appeared1 one mrningflt, ini thei. room) where' I was I itt ing with her aunt ovOr our fan y work, hook ing charmingly in a torti cost ume, w ith, wide sun hiatI ud4 gaut let glovies. '1I'm going to leatrn to row, aunt-a ~, if YOn have no grrent ohd. jcc Lion," she began gayly. "Who in the world is going to' each you? Kathleen glanced through the ong French window to the shore, but a few rods away where a tinv toat lay moored, and a masculine igui e lounged back among the :ushions, lazily pufing a good ci rat.. "O0h, don't knlow hi name. she aughed, SCornifull. "One of the tborigiles here. I have engaged iiS set Vices at, so iuich al hour, Ind for the rest, as Mr. Tootb vUuld ta y. it ik of no conuplerlce, kuntie." I tvrust Mr. Fanshawe ap iroves." began her aunt. Sll not M r. Fan shawe's prop arty a&s yet,'' su~rgested K Iathleen U( i be aor.! nnothieir remark could! ie ere she was out of thet mIue, down the pith, arId off in i retion of the lake shore. iB; :ti i)g lesisons see ied to take up L go;d deal of her tileo and atten ion after that, but I never chan e to get a n1earcr i iew of ier enche'r aInl. judgincg him by other, ) the ntative inhabitants whoi I uad met, T felt very little interest ,I tile un11kiOwn. "Come, ladies," said Mr. Fan hawe, One day, "let us go Out on lhe lake ; I have a b a -1 e. (iged, n(1 waiting your Service. We di(d not require a second in itat ion, and soon we gathered on lie b each, where tle lake spread >ut before us its broad unruffled >o.om, i , green, cool lily-pads, md over all the blue, cloudless sky Ia Fori(la midwinter, with tie' 1uln like a great untwinkling eve, taring lazy down u Ipo us. -KMiss Langley,'' said a voic e(ar us~--a lo" w, rieh, s weet v7)ice, ike liquid u music-" I begz your pr lon for inltrudling, but that boat is insafe. The( boat has b eenu for, somie ti me out of repair. I fearJ' 'oul will mleet with some acc.idenit f you go out in hr. A y'oung~ manl stood at KatlItefn' s ide, tall, slend~er man, with a face ike a picture with great. slumber ems dark (eyes, andi a namneless trace aind fascination about him. Int his dress wa1s coarse and com1f non, and his hands emnbrownedl v'ithi toil. With that wondeful aece and figure, like some rare oldt statue, he was on1ly : fi aihermian1 after all! K1%athleen'"S face was3 flushld, andt She glanceud up timidly. But. be fore she Could Say t word Mr. an ilsawe turine-d lponI the intrudIer with a Cool Stare of insolence. Wiat (o You Ioau?"f he d(e mlanded. "Ilow dar-e you interf*ere in m11Y iffairs sir? "The young imuan raised h1'Lt wit h I polite bow. "My name iN Sanford," 'e sail juietly, "Ray Sant'Ord, L live a nile above the beach. I am accu s .oied lo the lake ; 1 spei(l half my Jimc upon it. I know all the boats he one vou have choseni is unisafe. f you go out in her you will cer ?ainlv be drowned." lie put Oin his hat, and wValkel tway without another word. I I e vas I roul, too ; it was eay t:> see :hat. I glanced at Kathleen. She diI iot see m1e ; lier eyer were bent up mn the gracefuil flgre in its coar~n: .lres. mno'vin'r down the Shining 3 ands. I saw her clench her0' hands and sct her teetl together, then her nazo encouintereld minfe, and111 slight y. she forced a Smile. "Arc. you ready, ladie-;?" Mr. F4ansh1awe's voice broko the i C fI ce. "'Are you going in the boat ?" isked Kathle. "To be sure. I am not foolish mnoughi to pay any heed to the -roakings of yonder clodhopper. L'll teach hi m that I, too, under ;tand imaaging a boat, if I do not )end half' my time oni the lake. "You are carele0ss inl your epi hets, 1r. 1anshawe," observed Kathleen frigidly ; "mnistaken, like isie. Mr.Sanford is a gentleman."' "You have thle honor of h is ae. luaintahnce, it seems?" Kathleen's3 eyes flashed, hut she ~ontriolled her an ger. "'ie taug':t meo to r'ow."' she an weredl, and1 no moure. But she saidl enoughi to set me to h ink ing . Well, we veiled to the ruling >ower ; and soon,~ seated~ in thec r'etty boat, were dancing merrily >ver the water, far away from the~ and. It was a perfctda~y, and full of f cosc1x J) 0N Se~dnD PAGE.