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It is a long and weary time, love, since last we met.” “It is very, very long. Arthur.” “And we are still as far off, .Mild red. from our wishes as at first we were.” “Even so,” said Mildred sorrowful ly. “A year of pain drags heavily by, and brings no hope. Oh. Arthur, what have 1 suffered in the thought that your life is so beset with dang ers! I muse upon them with a child ish fear, that was not so before our last meeting. They rise to disturb my daily fancies, and night finds them inhabiting my pillow. I was so thankful, that you escaped that dreary siege of Charleston!” “Many a poor and gallant fellow soldier there hit his lip with a chafed mid peevish temper.” said Butler; "hut th< day will come, Mildred, when we may yet carry a prouder head to the field of our country’s honor.” "And your share," interrupted Mild red. “will ever he to march in the front rank. In spite of all your hard service, which has known no holiday, your fatigues, that I have sometimes feared would break down your health, and in spite too. of the that your poor Mild- yon are even now some bold advent- hint ly and clieei blessed with the this night l non ,lit 1 fully Heel To hear your faith never dwelt upon borne when ng interval of which it but Arthur. claims, red has upon you, again hound upon t The iutual Benefit Life Ins. Co. * For 61 Years This company has stood for all that is best in American Life Insurance. It has proved that it is possible to up hold what is right and oppose what is , wrong and succeed in building up and 'maintaining a great business. The recent investigations show these facts The large annual dividends, low pre- maim rates and liberal policy forms make the contracts of The Mutual Benefit the most desirable to be hud. We sell you more insurance for less money than any other Life Insurance Company doing a legitimate business. 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I Mildred, catching the current of But- , vice, Mildred, and may more secure- hu’s thought, with that ready v a rsati- ! ly he performed with a gay heart than with a sad one. I pray you, do Host Anything And a little of everything is now being shown iu my line: All the new conceptions and fads . : : ..In The Jewelry Line.. From the cheapest worth having to the very finest specimens and grades. Re pairing done by an Ex 'ert. Thos. H. West rope, Next to Shuford & LeMaster. Kandy Kitchen "should not look hack from his work " "No. no, though my heart break while I say it.—for, in truth, l am \' rv melancholy, notwithstanding I force a beggar’s smile upon my check: no. ! would not have you stay or s t bis praised your first resolve—loved you for it—applauded and cheered you: I will not selfishly now. for the sake of my weak, womanish apprehension, say one word to withhold your arm.’’ “And you are still,” said Butler, “that same resolute enthusiast that I found in the young and eloquent beauty who captivated my worthless heart, when the war first drew the wild spirits of the country together under our free banner ” “The same foolish, conceited, hardy, prattling truant, Arthur, that first took- a silly liking to your pom pous strut, and made a hero to her imagination out of a boasting ensign —the same in all my follies, and in all my faults—only altered in one quality.” "I will not tell you,” said Mildred carelessly. ‘”Twould make you vain- er than you are.” “It is not well to hide a kind thought from me, Mildred.” "Inde d it is not, Arthur. And so, I will muster courage to speak it.” said the confiding girl with vivacity, after a short pause during which she hung fondly upon her lover’s arm; and then suddenly changing her mood, she proceeded in a tone of | d-ep and serious enthusiasm, "it is, ! that, since that’short, eventful and | most solemn meeting, I have loved i yon, Arthur, with feelings that I did j not know until then were mine. My ! busy fancy lias followed you in till your wanderings—painted with strong- ! er hu s than nature gives to any real scene the | with a confidence that l have held it most profane to doubt, still, to ii ar it. avowed from your own lips, now again and again, repeating what ! you have often breathed before, and jin letter after letter, written down, ! it falls upon my heart, Mildred, like some good gift from heaven, specially I sent to revive and quicken my resolu | tion in all the toils and labors that j yet await me. There must lie good j in store for such a heart as thine; and, trusting to this faith, I will look- to the future with a buoyant temper.” "The future,” said Mildred, as she 1 lifted her eyes to the pale moon that | now sheeted with its light her whole j figure, as she and her lover strayed i beyond the shade of the beech, ”1 almost shudder when I hear that word. We live but in the present; that, Arthur, is at least, our own poor as we are in almost all beside. That future is a perplexed and tang led riddle—a dreadful uncertainty, in the contemplation of which I grow superstitious. Such ill omens are about us! My father's inexorable will, so headstrong, so unconscious of the pain it gives me; his rooted, yes. ins fatal aversion to you; my thraldom here, where, like a poor bird checked by a cord, 1 chafe myself by fluttering on the verge of my prison hounds; and then, the awful perils that continually impend over your head—all these are more than weak imaginings; they are the realities of my daily life, and give me. what 1 am almost ashamed to confess, a sad and boding spirit.” "Nay, nay, dearest Mildred! Away with all these unreasonable reckon ings!” replied Butler, with a manner that too plainly betrayed the count erfeit of mirth. “Seclusion has dealt unworthily with you. It lias almost turned thee into a downright senti mental woman. I will have none of this stepping to the verge of melan choly. You were accustomed to cheer me with sunny and warm counsel; and you must not forget it was your self who taught me to strike aside the waves of fortune with a glad temper. The fates can have no spite against one so good as thou art! Time mav bear us along like a rough trotting horse: and our journey may have its dark night, its quagmires, and its jack-o’lanterns, but there will come a ruddy morning at last—a smoother road, and an easier gait: and thou, my girl, shall, again in struct me how to win a triumph over the ills of life.” “And we will be happy, Arthur, be- sllength, hut that much rough ore si 111 lies unturned to the sun. and many an uncouth lump of me al re mains to be fashioned for serviceable use. History tells of many a rebound from despondency, so sudden and un- reekom d. that the wisest men could see In it no other spring than the decree of Hod. He will fight the bat tle of the week, and set the right up on a sure foundation.” “The country rings,” said Mildred, •igain taking the more cheerful hu'e of her lover’s hopes, and followed out. with an affectionate sympathy, 1 his tone of thought, “with anticipa tion of victory from Gates’s southe- | ern march.” “That may tur. out to he a broken reed,” interruptei Butler, as if think- imr aloud, and sti ick b, r Mildred’s re ference to a subject that had already ! engrossed his thoughts; “they may he deceived. Washington would have put a different man upon that serv- | ice. I would have a leader iu such a I war. wary, watchful, humble—difll j dent as well as brave. I fear Gates i- not so.” "Then, I trust. Arthur,” exclaimed Mildred, with anxious alacrity, “that | your present expedition does not j connect you with his fortunes!” "I neither follow his colors nor partake of his counsels,” replied But ler. "Still my motions may not be exempt from the influence of his fail ure or success. The enemy, von are aware, has possessed himself of every post of value in South Carolina and Georgia. I go commissioned to a:l vise with discreet, and prudent men upon the means to shake off this odious domination. So far onlv. and remotely, too, I am a fellow laborer with Gates. There are gallant spirits now afoot, Mildred, to strip these masters of their power. My office is to aid their enterprise.” “If you needs must go, Arthur, 1 have no word to say. You will leave behind you an aching heart, that morning, noon, and night wearies heaven with its prayers for your safe ty. Alas, 1 have no other aid to give! How soon—how soon,” she said, with a voice that faltered with • he question, “does your duty compel you to leave me?” "Tomorrys sunrise, love must find me forth upon my way." “Tomorrow, Arthur? so quickly to part!" "I dan' not longer; not even for the rich blessing of thy presence.” “And the utmost length of your journey?” “Indeed, I my farthest Augusta. It pleasure of masters.” Mildred stood for some moments looking upon the ground in profound silence. Her bosom heaved with a sm' emotion. “It is a dangerous duty,” said she. at last. ”1 cannot speak mv appre hension at the thought of your risk-s amongst the fierce and treacherous men that overrun the country to which you travel.” “These perils are exaggerated by distance,” returned Butler. “A thous and expedients of protection and de in Carolina: those ruthl ss partizans wlm are poisoning the fountains of contentment at every fireside. It is not a name to conjure evil spirits with.” "Major Butler,” said Henry, who during tills long interval had been strolling backward and forward. Ilk • :i sentinel, at some distance from bis ister and her lover, and who, with Lie military punctilio of a soldier on duty, forbode oven to listen to what he cmtld not have helped ov rhear leg i! it had not been for humming a tuue—“Major, I don't like to make of middle with things that don’t lu>- I m »ii tl ie to me. i ■ t ilking course of as mv father careful of .V her walking shouldn’t he ger were despatched fo think that man Tvrrei some plot with hi o kc > him longer in "Who is Tyrrel?” “One that I wish and Mildred have lo.u; nough t,» settle a u hole campaign. And t a ink s i.e can t be too hired, and doesn’t like about after nightfall, t surprised if a mess n- us—only I is hatching tonight, and may tall: than usual.” inquired Butler, had been in his know not. At present aim is Ninety-Six and much depends upon the our proud and wilful Now is the time to make Candy and also the time to stdl it. I can give you any kind you want in any shape. Also finest Fruit for less money. Come and see me or 'phone 167 and you will find what you want. i*. ^ug. 31 Fri. tf. that might the seasons of remark, ness at the blight your discomfort, accounts of battles, armies, the tales of difficulties and disasters cross your path—noted with a nervous acuteness from very faint-hearted- thought that th y might health or bring you some I have i)ored over the the march of prisoners relat ing the secrets of their prisons; studied the plans of generals and statesmen, as the newspapers or com mon rumor brought them to my knowledge, with an interest that has made those around me say I was sadly changed. It was all because I had grown cowardly and feared even my own shadow. Oh. Arthur, 1 am not Indeed what I was.” The solemnity, force and feeling with which Mildred gave utterance to these words, strangely contrasted litv which eminently showed the earn estness and devotion of her feelings— "Ah. may heaven grant this boon, and bring these dreams to life! 1 think, Arthur, 1 should he happier now. if I could but he near you in your wanderings. Gladly would I fol low you through all the dangers of the war." “That were indeed, love, a trial past your faculty to endure. No, no, Mildred, she who would be a soldier’s wife, should learn the soldier’s philo sophy—to look with a resigned sub mission on the present events, and trust-to heaven for the future. Your share in this struggle is to commune with your own heart in solitude, and teach it patience. Right nobly have .von thus far borne that grievous bur den! The sacrifice that you have made—its ever present and unmiti gated weight, silently and sleeplessly inficting its slow pains upon your free and generous spirit; that. Mild red. is the chief and most galling of my cares.” ‘'This weary war. this weary war,” breathed Mildred, in a passive under key. “when will it be done!” "The longest troubles have their end,” replied Butler, “and men. at last, spent with the vexations of their own mischief, fly, by a selfish instinct, into the bosom of peace. God will prosper our enterprise, and bring our batered ship into a fortunate haven.” “How little like it seems it now!” returned Mildred. "The general sor row. alone, might well weigh down the stoutest heart. That cause which you have made mine, Arthur, 10 which you have bestowed your life, and which, for your sake,” she added proudly, “should have this feeble arm of mine, could it avail. Is it not even now trembling on the verge of ruin? Have not your letters, one after another, told me of the sad train in which misfortunes have thickened upon the whole people? of defeat, both north and south, and. at this very time, of disgraceful mu tiny of whole regiments under the verv eye of Washington—that Wash ington who loves his-country and her soldiers as a husband loves his bride, and a father his child. Have not those, to whom we all looked for champions, turned into mere laggards guise. | matter with with the light and gay tone in which 1 i n the war of freedom? Oh. Arthur, Dewitt’s }K Salve For Pilesy Burns, Sores* FOIETSHONEMM etops tlx* cough end Ixe&leluxxga E lectric bitters THE fiEST FOR BILIOUSNESS AM) KIDNEYS. BANKER S A L V n the meat heulins salve in the world. Buckfen’s Arnica Salve The Best Salve In Hie World. she had commenced; but her thoughts had now fallen into a current that bore her forward into one of those bursts of excited emotion, which were characteristic of her temper, and which threw a peculiar energy and eloquence into her manner. Butler, struck by the rising warmth of her enunciation, and swayed in part by the painful reflections to which her topic gave rise, replied, in a state of fooling scarcely loss solemn than her own— “Ah, Mildred," and as he spoke, he parted her hair upon her pale fore head and kissed it, "dearest girl, the unknown time to come has no cup of suffering for mo thaf I would not hold a cheap purchase for one mo ment like this. Even a year of pain ful absence past, and a still more solicitous one to come, may be gal- do you not remember that these are the thoughts, the very words, which were penned by your own hand, for my especial meditation? How can I hut fear that the good end is still far off? How can I but feel some weight upon my heart?” "You have grown overwise. Mild red. In these ruminations. I am to blame for this, that in my peevish humor, vexed with the crosses of the day, 1 should have written on such topics to one so sensitive as your self ” “Still it is true, Arthur, all report confirms it.” These things do not become your entertainment. Mildred. Leave the public care to us. There are bold hearts, love, and strong arms yet to spare for thl° quarrel. We have not yet so exhausted our mines of not suffer that active imagination of yours to invest the every day advent ures of your poor soldier with a ro mantle interest of which they are not worthy. I neither slay giants, nor disenchant ladies, nor yoke cap live griffins together. No. no, I shall outrun some over-fed clown, and out wit some simple boobies; and, per haps soil my boots in a great slough, and then hasten back, love, to boast of my marvels to the credulous ear of mv own sweet girl who, I warrant, will think me a most preposterous hero. “How can you laugh, Arthur? And yet I would not have you catch my foolish sadness, either.” “I have with me, besides, Mildred, a fri md good at need; one Gailbraith Robinson, a practised and valiant sol- soldier, who sits on yonder bank. He is to be the companion of my journey; he is shrewd, vigilant and cautious, an inhabitant, moreover, of the dis trict to which I am hound; his wis dom can do much for Iny success. Then I travel, too, in peaceful My business is more concerned negotiation than with battle.” "It is a waylaid path, Arthur,” said Mildred, in the same faint voice with | which she had spoken before. "Never take it so heavily, my love!” j 1 \claimed Butler, familiarly seizing 1 r hand, whose trembling now be trayed her agitation. “It Is the mere j i sport of war to he upon a running ser- | vice, where a light stratagem or so j J will baffle a set of dull pated clod- ' j poles! I scarcely deem it a venture, 1 to dodge through a forest, where ev- j ery man fil s from his neighbor out! I of mutual distrust. These fellows I have brought themselves upon such bad terms with their own consciences that they start like thieves at. the | waving of a bulrush.” "They would be the more cruel,” j replied Mildred. "If some Ill-luck should throw you into their power. If that should happen," she added, and I for a while she hestitated to speak, as a tear fell upon Butler’s hand— "If that should happen, I cannot bear the thought.” “They dare offer me no wrong. Mil dred. The chances of battle are suf ficiently various to compel even the vict~"s to pursue the policy of hu manity to prisoners. The conqueror of today man himself be a captive to morrow, and a bloody reprisal would await his barbarity. Again, let me re mind you, these are not fit topics for '•our meditation.” “They are topics for my heart. Ar thur. and will not he driven from It If your lot should put you In the pow er of the enemy, the name of Mil dred Lindsay, and the relation you hear her, whispered In their ears, may. perhaps, unlock their charity. My father has many friends in those rank*, and it may be that I am not unknown to some of them; oh. re member that!” "You have little need to t-'ach me to think or speak of Mildred Lind say,” said Butler eargorly. "I cannot forget that name. But 1 may well douht its charm upon the savage bulk i dogs who are now baiting our citizens grave before ho had ever seen my father.” answered Mildred with a bit B'i- vehemenc '. "He is a wicked cm issary of the royal party sent here to entrap piy dear father into their toils. Sucli as it lias ever been his fate to he cursed with from the begin ning of the war: but this Tyrrel, the most hateful of them all.” "Alas, alas, your poor father! Mild red. what deep sorrow do 1 feel that he and I should he so estranged. I could love him. counsel with him, honor him. with a devotion that should outrun your fondest wish. His gen erotts nature has been played upon, cheated, abused: and I, in whom for tune and inclination should have raised him a friepd, have b en made the victim of his perverted passion.” "True, true," exclaimed Mildred, bursting into tears, and resting her head against her lover’s breast, "1 can find courage to bear all but this I am most unhappy;” and for some moments she sobbed audibly. “The thought sometimes crossed me,” said Butler, "that 1 would go to your father and tell him all It of fends my self-respect to be obliged to practice concealment towards one who should have a right to know all that concerns a daughter so dear to him. Even now, if I may persuade you to it. I will go hand in hand with you and, with humble reverence, place myself before him and divulge all that has passed between us " “No, no, Arthur, no.” ejaculated Mildred with the most earnest deter mination. “It will not come to good. You do not understand my father’s I feelings. The very sight of you I would rouse him into frenzy; there j is no name which might fall upon his : ear with deeper offence than yours. Not yet, Arthur, the time has not yet eome.” “I have been patient,” said Butler, “patient, Mildred, for your sake.” “To try him now,” continued Mild red. whose feelings still ran. with a heady impetuosity, upon this newly- awakened and engrossing topic; “now, in the very depth of his bitter est aversion to what he terms an im pious rebellion, and whilst his heart is vet moved with an almost preter natural hate against all who uphold the cause, and to you, especially, above whose Jiead there hovers, in his belief, some horrid impending curse that shall bring desolation up- jon him and all who claim an interest in his blood—no, no, it must not be! ’ “Another year of pent-up vexation, j self-reproach and anxious conceal ment must then glide by, and perhaps another,” said Butler. "Well. I must be content to bear it, though. In the mean time, my heart bleeds for you, Mildred; it is a painful trial." “For good or for evil our vow is now registered in heaven,” replied Mildred, "and we must abide the end.” # “I would not have it other than R is. dearest girl, except this stern re solve of your father—not for the world’s wealth,” said Butler warmly. "But you spoke of this Tyrrel—what manner of man is he? How might T know him?” "To know him would answer no good end, Arthur. His soul is ab- ccrn may soon arrive; meantime, will bear this hint in mind.” Again Henry made an appeal to the lovers to bring their conference to an end. It. was a sorrowful mo ment, the events of which were brief, earnest and impassioned, and such as a dull scribbler, like myself, might easily mar In the telling; vet they wore such as zealous and eager na tures, who have loved with an in tense and absorbing love, and who have parted in times of awful dan ger and uncertainty, may perchance he able to picture to themselves, when they recall tlm most impressive incident of their lives to memory. I will )Iv say, that, in that dark shade where the beech tree spread his can opy of leaves over the cool bank, and marked his shadow’s profile on the green sward—that grassy sward, on which “the constant moon” lit up the dewy lamps, hung by the snider on blade and leaf; and in that silent time, when the distant waterfall came far-sounding on the ear, when sleep less insects chirped in the thicket, and dogs at some remote homestead howled bugle-like to the moon: and in that chill hour, when Miidrel drew her kerchief close around her dew-besprinkled shoulders, whilst Arthur, fondly and affectionately half enveloped her in the folds of a mili tary cloak, as he whispered words of tender parting in her ear, and im- printed a kiss upon her cheek: and when, morover, Henry’s teeth chat tered like a frozen warder's, then it was. and there, that this enthusias tic girl again pledged her unalterable devotion to the man of her waking thoughts and nightly dreams, come weal, come woe. whatevec might be tide; and the so'dier paid hack the pledge with new ardor and endear ment. in the strong language that came unstudied from the heart, mean ing all that lie said and rife with a feeling beyond the reach of words. And after "mony a locked and fond embrace,” full tearfully, and linger ingly, and, in phrase oft repeated, the two hade “farwell ” and invoked God’s blessing each upon the other, and then, not without looking back, and breathing a fresh rayer of bless- ir r they separated on their dreary way Mildred retiring as she had eome, on the arm of h r brother, and Butler springing nurriedly into the skiff and directing its swift nassage to the middle of the stream, where, after a pause to enable him to dis- the last footsteps of his mis- as her form glided into the ob- distance. he sighed a low “God her.” then resumed his oar and sturdily drove his boat against the "opponent bank.” (CONTINUED NEXT FRIDAY.) eern tress. scare bless my dear grievous it is no ear with a j sorbed in stratagem, and father is its prey. I too am | ly tormented by him; but I need not vex your the tale of his annoyance.” "Indeed!” exclaimed Butler with sudden expression of resentment. "All that concerns my father, con j corns me,” said Mildred. “It is my I evil destiny. Arthur, to be compelled j to endure the associations of men, whose principles, habits, purposes, are all at war with my owi. Alas, such are now my father’s constant I companions. This man Tyrrel, whose very name is a cheat put on, I douht ' not to conceal him from observation —/foes father than the rest In the boldness of Ids practice. I have some misgiving that lie is better acquaint ed with the interest you take .11 me. than we might suspect possible to a stranger I fear him. And then. Ar thur. it is my peculiar misery that he has lately set up a disgusting pre tension to my regard. Oh! I could give him. If my sex had strength to strike. Lbe dagger, sooner than squan der upon him one kind word, am I obliged by circumstance to ob serve a strained courtesy towards him, which • frugal as it is, makes me an unwilling hypocrite to my own heart.” “Tyrrel,” ejaculated Butler. “Tyr- rel! I have heard no such nanu abroad!” then, muttering a deep curse, as he bit his lip with passion, he added, “Oh. that I could face this man, or penetrate his foul purpose! How is it likely I might meet him?” “You shall have no temptation to a quarrel,” said Mildred; “your quick resentment would but give activity to his venom. For the sake of my peace, Arthur, and of your own. In quire no further. Time may disclose more than rash pursuit.” “Leave that to sister Mildred and myself, major,” said Henry, who lis tened with great Interest to this con versation, “I have my eye upon him —let that satisfy you; and when sis ter Mildred puts up the game, de pend upon it 1 will bring him down.” “Thanks, thanks, dear Henry! I can trust you for a ready friend, and will even follow -our §ood advice. 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