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J. fineo an.ortmzot Fancy Toilet Soaps, ever J. sacred to Colombians, at STARRY CRF.EN'S. Opposite Coln. Bridge, Vront St. Feb 19. TA) d riOLGGNS WATER by the pinto:part or gallon Glenn's F.xtraets tor the boodkerebief by the once or pound, or in oily quantity to MOll poreha►er'c HAItRY 6 XISILV.. Opposite Cole. Ilridee, Prom St •tFeb.lD. 'l9 Just Received and:.For Sale, 2 00 %la. Ground Flamer; 50 bbis Extra Family Floor; 25 No.l Lard 011 of bett quality; 300 boa. Ground Alum Salt, by 11. r. APPOT.D, No.l andMO limn March 26, '22 TERM'S Celebrated Black awl Green Tea:, Ity Balmer Cocoa and Chocolate, Cornerof Third and Union atreetri. Mon. '59. • (:,I,Wlttilf, or, Bond's Boston Crackers, for Dyapeptico, end Arrow Root Croekee, for and ebildien—new articles in Colombia, at the Ramify Medicine Store. Annil6. tErM NEW CROP SEEDLESS RAISINS. THE bast for Pies, Puddin:, :re fresh supply at ff. en - rs. krd Grocery Store, Corner Prom and (Talon ate Nor. 19. 1850. Seedless Raisins! A[.OTor,r, cbmce tc.ciedlevit Reivinv. Piet received as 15. F. IitIERGEINka . Grocery Store, r 71. 11.0cuet M. Turkish Prunes! O R a Brat rate ■rtrrle of Pr7;..Yarte” AN; Nov 19,1849. Grocery Store, No. 71 I meeet SHAXER CORN. TUS7 received, a Ern rate lot or Simi,r Corn , at H. B UTI , Am - s Nov 6 Grncery Store, corner Front sad Union .2, 1850. Q 2 50 When the dim presence of the awful Night Cla-p , in it, - jew•cll'd anus the *lumbering earth, Alone I sit beside the lowly light That It ke dream-fire flicket iron my hearth, With time joy -waling volume in my hind— A peopled planet, opulent and grand. It may he Shakespeare, with his endless train Of sceptred thoughts, a glorious progeny Borne on the whiriWind of his mighty drain Through vision• land, forever far and free, His great mind beaming tht ought these phantom erowdi, Like evcuing sun from out a wealth of clouds. It mny be 'Minor,. on MS sempli wing%; Soaring to height of grandeur yet untrodi New deep where horrid shapes of darkness cling, Now lost in splendor nt The feet of Cod; Girt with the terror of avenging skies, Or wrapt in dreams of Infirm Paradise. It may be spencer, with his misty shades, Where forms of beauty wondrous tales rehearse, Withbreezy VlBlO.ll, and with cool arcades Opening forever in hi± antique verse; Ti may-be. Chaucer, with hi. dritik divine, 111± Tabard old, and Pilgr;ms twenty-nine. Perchance 7 linger With the mighty Three Of glorious Greece, that morning land of song, Who bared the feahul front of Tragedy., And soared to fame on pillions broad and strong; Or watch beneath the Trojan ramparts proud The dim gatlit•ring like a thunder-cloud. No rust of time can =idly Quixeife's moil, fit wonted rest his lance securely lies; Stiff is the faithful Saneho clout and hale, Forever wide hit wonder•sericken eyes; And Bo•innnre, bore and spectral steed, Still throws gaunt frhad ws o'er their every deed Still can I robe me in the old delights Of Caliph spleniid, and of Genii grim, The star-wealth of Arabia's thousand nights, Shilling till every other light grows dim; Wander away in broad, voluptuous hinds, fly streams of silver, and through golden sands; r 3 WI hear the storm of Camoens burst and swell, Din seas of vengeance raging wild and wide; Or wander by the glimmering fires of bell - With dreaming Dante and his spirit guide; Loiter in Petrareh , n green. melodious grove, Or hang with TusQo wer bi n hopeless love. What then to me 14 all your sparkling dance, IVine purpled banquet, or vain Fashion's blaze, - Thus roaming through the realms of rich Romance, Old Bookworld, and its wealth of royal days, Forever wtth Owe brave and briniant ones That fin Time's channel like a stream of suns? My Lady's Last Dance A DR6gBIVC•]IdID'B !STORY Our house was one of the finest on the avenue, and of all the ladies in the land, there was not a-fairer,- or a kinder, or a better, than the mistress of our household. The Stanleys were looked up to in the block, and we of the basement took good care to sustain the dignity of the family. There were no children in the'house—every one else was rejoiced thereat; r, on the contrary, felt it as n deprivation, for I had always been used to children, and loved them. =1 Mr. Stanlegs time was passed entirely at the bank, in Wall street, and at the club.— They had been married, I think, three years, and I entered my lady's service about a year after that happy event. She was twenty four—he sixty. I believe every one con side..-ed it a very excellent match. The household was a large one for a small family. Let me see—there were Mary, and Clotilde, end myself, up . stairs; and then there were the chamber-maids, the laundry maids, the cook; the butler, the page. the groom and the coachman, besides Mr. and Mrs. Stanley; there were sevent con, I think, altogether. We got along very well up stairs, with the exception of a jealous quarrel now and then. between Clotilde and Mary. They were both good-looking, and more like or naments to the establishment than of any real service. I remember one night we had given a great party, and after the supper, the champagne. and good things having re ceived their usual attention, I was sitting in the ladies' dressing-room - reading, when hap pening to look up, I saw, to my horror, the reflection in the ghiss from the opposite room of young Dick Dasheels, who lived over the way—a very handsome fellow he was, too— in the very net of kissing Mary. Just at this peculiar jueture, at the most tender moment, who should appear upon the scene but Clotilde! I think . I never saw such a scene. They were all aware of my being ' in the adjoining room. and as I was looked upon as being a little blue, each felt partic ularly anxious to keep such matters from me. however, it was too much for Clotilde —her French blood could not stand stich perfidy as that—for only the moment pre vious, on the stairs, young Dasheels had sworn eternal devotion, on the strength of I which he had received the same favor; and now, while her kiss was still - warm upon his lips, he had wasted it upon a rival! A mo ment the passion of her nature overcame her, and seizing a sword-cane belonging to tine of the guests, which We, with our usual curiosity, had been admiring and inspecting, she drew the blade and charged at the faith less deceiver. There was nothing left for poor Dick but flight, and dodging the dead ly weapon, he doubled upon his assailant, and with railroad speed dashed through the door and down stairs. Clotilde soon sub sided, and Mary had vanished in thin air. As for me, I never turned my head; but a half hour later, happening to pass the par lor door. I saw Dick Dasheels dancing the schottishe with little Kitty Magruder, daughter of old Peter Magruder, President of the Lendnothing Bank, to whom report said he was then engaged, and which has since turned out to he true. I believe Clo VOEtTlj. ;From "An the Year Round." Book World. gtirttiroto. ''NO ENTERTAINMENT IS SO CHEAP AS READING, NOR ANY PLEASURE SO LASTING." COLUMBIA, PENNSYLVANIA, SATURDAY MORNING, FEBRUARY 25, 1860. tilde is now the dressing maid of Mrs. Dasheels. I can tell yon, people don't know the half that's going on in the world, espe cially in the basement and up stairs. But I em forgetting all about my story. We were to have a grea.t. party—somebody or other, I forget Fhb, had come over .froni England, about some bonds, and it had been settled in 'Wall street that Mr. Stanley should give him a reception. My lady had net been well for many weeks; what with operas and theatres and parties rind late breakfasti, she had got to feel that her deli cate organization could not stand the usage to which she was subjecting it. Besides a singular melancholy seemed to have fastened upon her. I had thought for a long time that she throw herself in the way of all this activity and excitement more to drown some hidden sorrow—some unhappy memory— than froin any real fondness for such scenes. It was about seven o'clock in the evening —the gas Lind just been lit in the parlor, and Clotilde had come up to announce a vis itor whose ring we had just heard—my lady sat in her boudoir, and I was dressing her long luxuriant hair, while Mary, kneeling at her feat, was lacing her slender slipper. Clotilde, who had dressed for the evening, entered the room bearing a silver' salver, on which rested some envelopes and cards. "Here are some more regrets and the card of a gentleman waiting in the parlor," she said, extending the waiter towards Mrs. Stanley. My lady took the regrets one by one from the salver, read them and then returned them to Clotilde, then she took up the card. I could not help observing the name, written with a bold, free hand in pencil, Edward Huntington; but I was not prepared for the strange agitation which thrilled through the frame of Mrs. Stanley, and for a moment seemed to deprive her of all power. After a few minutes she recovered her composure. and turning to Clotilde said, while her face was deadly pale and her voice tremulous— "Tell the gentleman that we entertain our friends to-night, that Mrs. Stanley is making her toilet, but that she will be most happy to see Mr. Huntington later in the evening." Shortly after we heard the front door close, and knewthat he had departed. "Did he say he would return?" asked Mrs. Stanley, as Clotilde entered the room. "He said that it would give him great plea3tzre to pay his respects to Mrs. Stanley before he departed again on a long journey. and that late in the evening, as ho had oth er engagements to fll in the meantime, he should avail himself of the lady's kind per mission." . -Clotilde was very exact in repeating mes sages, and often followed not only the words but the very tone and manner of the person giving them. At half-past eight Mrs. Stanley descend ed to the reception room, and the carriages began to arrive. At nine the band com menced playing in the conservatory, and at half-past nine the great English banker made his appearance, and was introduced to the most prominantpersons present. At ten dancing coamenced, and the great English banker claimed - my lady's hand. Nary had charge of the dressing-room, and Clotilde was flirting somewhere with Dick Dasheels; and I, as a-privileged character, had taken up my stand in the conservatory, to watch the dancing. The house was so constructed that two of the drawing-room windows or ailed into the conservatory, above which was a balcony, where the band was placed, the whole being only separated from the parlor by heavy da mask curtains sweeping to the floor. Thus standing in the ,recess of the farthest win dow, by drawing the curtains a little ono side, I could y the whole scene withrut being observed. There were crowds of pretty and heath'- , ful women in the room, but to me none seemed half as fair as the mistress of the mansion. Perhaps my affection for her .had some effect upon my judgement; but I thought as I saw her lead off so . gracefully with the great English banker—he danced well, too—in the Trarsovienne, that I had never beheld so lovely, dignified and grace ful a woman. She looked more lovely, it seemed, to me, this evening than ever before but there was a•pallor on her cheek, and an intensity of expression in her eyes, which gave me uneasiness. •It tves half-past ten. I bad observetiMrs. Stanley for a full hour, glancing snore and more anxiously toward the main ball door. At length the great bell pealed again, and shortly after I noticed a stranger of remark able presence enter the room. Then it was I saw what grief congealed my lady's heart. I understood it all. She was standing near the 'library' door, surrounded by a gioup of the good-natured adorers who ' really worshipped as much as they could any one. Suddenly I saw her place her band upon her heart, and turning round gave a - quick, almost agonizing look toward the stranger, and sink into a chair, while a marble look of composure stole over her features. "Great God! Mrs. Stanley is faint!" cried Tighe Macauley; "fetch her some water somebody." "Are you ill, Mrs. Stanley?" exclaimed Diok Dashesls, straightway darting after the water, and returning almost instantly with Clotilde and a pitcher of ice-water. "I pray you, gentlemen, forbear," said my lady; "I am quite ' recovered, quite 'relit" I knew her too well, and the cnuie of her malady, to press my poor services, so:I has tened back to my retreat, for . I had also' come to aid, and again took up my position behind the curtains. I now acailed myself of the first oppor tunity to scrutinize the stranger, who had gradually made his way toward our part of the room. Mr. Huntington, for lie Ifelt it was, could. not hare been then more than thirty-two or thirty-three years of age. - He was • some what above the medium height,.Of a Com plexion inclined to be fair, but burnid by , • tropical suns. He wore Ins beard and moustache long, and his dark rringectia eye flashed out from under his broad, high brow with a strange fire. His eyes possesied that peculiar character of expression which made one feel their power from a great dis tance. They , were not so very large, but were finely set, and reflected a great soul. Mrs. Stanley had risen to her feet, and stood conversing with the great: English banker, when Mr. Huntington approached. His manner betrayed the most perfect composure, and his salutation was the most graceful one I ever witnessed. With a low bow be approached, and took my lady's offered hand, and they were near enough for me to hear his words, as in a low tone he said: "It gives me pleasure to meet Mrs. Stan ley with such happy surroundings, and to find that the years since I had the gratifica tion of meeting her have dealt with her so kindly." "We are glad to see you again Mr. Hunt ington; let me present you to my husband— I wonder where he is?" "Who are you . looking for?" asked Tighe Macauley. "My husband, Mr. Stanley." "Oh! he's playing euchre in the card-room. I saw him there not five minutes ago." At this moment the band struck up a polka, and every ono rushed for partners, and I saw my lady leaning on Mr. Hunting ton's' arm, making her way toward the card-room. The apartment usually called the card room opened out of the library, and adjoin ed the conservatory, and from where I was, looking through the trees and foliage, by standing on a bench I could see into it. I saw my lady 'drag Mr. Huntington up to her husband, and heard Mr. Stanley's hearty "d lad to see you!" as, without rising. he turned and extended his band when his lady presented the new guest. He then went on with his game. It went to my heart to see the look on her face, as she stood with one hand leaning on her husband's chair. "Won't you take my hand? won't you cut in?" asked several, rising. "No; I thank you; I am n poor player," she said, with a tone of much sadness. "She can't play a bit—not a bit," added Mr. Stanley; "come, dear, you had better go and dance." She still lingered near him, and leaned over his chair, but said not a word. She :turned irresolutely several times, and at last she took Mr. Huntington's arm, and they went out through the conservatory door.— They approached the parlor window; only some orange trees and grape vines seperated them from me; they were quite near. They had been talking as they came up the con servatory, and now they paused by the win dow. "Stny ono moment, Isabelle," he said.— "Since yoo have spoken of the past, I may surely be permitted to add a single word— now hear me. When, five years ego, walk ing on Brooklyn Heights, the last night that you and I aver met until this, I plight ed to you my troth,' and took your maiden word that you would he true, did you think the words I then spoke came only from the lips, or that the lore of Edward Huntington was a thing to be idly esteemed? Did you believe that I loved as boys lore, with lore which a new face would change? Or what thought you of me, Isabel, that I have been treated thus? I ask with no desire to do •y.ur soul harm, or to disturb in the slightest degree the unruffled current of your present destiny. Believe me, I hays no such motive. I would simply solve a problem which has troubled me much—per haps grieved me—and which your former relationship has left unriddled both in my heart and brain." "Edward Huntington, I must not listen to you—lot me go in!" bat she made no.move• ment, and stood as before, with her arm resting on his, beside a vase of heliotrope, whose rich fragrance melted all the air. "Nay, stay," he said, "the world seldom sees so rare a meeting, and I would add' to my little knowledge, if I could, the key to the lessons which my love to you has taught me. But, all jesting apart, Isabelle—fur give me that I call you by the dear old name; it will be only for this evening, never again—l have suffered much, very much, since we parted. I heard from you only once. I was lying sick—dying, they said— with the yellow fever, in Panama. They brought letters to my room from the mail which had just arrived. My friend, - with in tuitive delicacy, selected the epistle which he thought would prove most welcome to my poor sick heart, and held it op before my eyes. I recognized your writing, and grew strong. It seemed as though by the strength of my will I triumphed over my sickness, and the fond words which I read in this, the only letter I ever received from you, added to my daily hopes, and I re covered. Ton must have thought me mod from the litters Olen wrote, for' y love .„ . seemed to grow 'stronger and` stronger with every new throb of returning life." "Edivord, did yeu,write to me then?" The voice of "iny mistress was very lOW and tremulous as she asked the !question, and I remarked that her face was asliyinie. I had made"several efforts to attract Mrs. Stanley's attention., and'io 'make her aware of my presence,:until I had imperCeptibly become so interested in the — conversation that I had'a natitial desire to learn the quel; besiides;Ttrulklored my mistress and thought that 'she inighesome'day""leed nmy humble friendship; perhaps in this very matter, so I was silent, and they went on conversing in low-and very sad tones. "Isabelle, can it be possible," he rejoin ed, "that you did not receive the letters which I wrote you from Panaa?" • "Never 'a single letter." "Not one?" "Edward, I never heard from you &Om the day ire parted until to-eight. I thought you dead." • • -"Great God!' Great God!" was all he said, and then they were silent for a long time. At length he i•esumed; but now his voice hnd lost all the bitterness which it 'had be fore. "Now, Isabelle, I can -understand it. - I can absolve you from all blame. I see it all—all! Oh! had I but known all• this, to what better accent might I have turned my lifel I took up a paper one day in Sari Francisco, and BIM your marriage. - It near ly killed me. I was sick, delirious, for many weeks. Men sneer at an affection which can thus shatter all of the strength and mind of their own sex; they call it weak ness; but when a strong, calm man; is stricken down with such sorrow, it is ter rible, terrible. No one knew the cause, but all my- plans and aims in _life seemed hopeless, fruitless. I broke up mybusiuess and went away. I said, time and travel will overcome this, and I must recover my manhood. I went to China, to India, to Peru, to Chili; to Brazil. IVheraver I went, although I did not court-or care for her favors, fortune seemed to smile upon me. At length fate east me again upon my na tive shore. I went away poor, with a young heart full of -high aims and bright hopes, with the consciousness of possessing the love of a true heart, and with the de termination to bring back honor, and fume, and riches; with which to crown it forever as my own. I came back rich, with a heart and mind tried and chastened by experien ces which rarely fall to human kind, with no one to lore" as a great heart can love, and with nothing to bind me to any spot on earth. I canto as a stranger to my native land, unknown and caring not to be known, glad that there were some Sew relatives with whom I might share the bounty which fortune had given me; and that was done,• - determined to so you once, only once,.and then go away, never to return. This was my intention, and now I see more than over the propriety and necessity of fulfilling it. I shall always feel, however, better recon ciled to my Ate, since I learn that you were more worthy of my years of devotion than I have hitherto thought you." "Edward, this is very, very sad. I can not, must not say what II would. I have duties which I may forget, and which any regret of mine would seem, to render zno fnithless to. I would not area ask to see you again. We each must go our separate ways, and God's will be done." "Isabelle, I bow to what is'inivitable, but I go from you a wiser and a better man-- Our absence may be remarked; let us enter —forgive - me—good bye," and he leaned over and imprinted a . kiss upon her fore head. At this moment _Tighe Macauley and Dick Dashiels were heard inquiring fur Mrs. Stanley, and both declaring that they Were entitled to her hind in the German.— Theyreached the conservatory just as Mr. 'Huntington drew aside the curtain to en ter.' saps Dick Dasheels, "I didn't mean to spoil tt,ilirtation, but am I not en titled to the German with you, Mrs. Stnn ley?" "By .no manner of means; my dear lady, did you not agree to lead the German with me?" broke in Tighe lilicainleyt. "Really, gentlemen," my 'lady replied, "I am not equal to the German, and if I have made any engagement I cannot toll with which it was." "It was with me," shouts Tighe Macau ley. "By. no rammer of means; I had that hon or," shouts Dick Dashes].. I noticed that my lady looked very pale, and was much surprised when she said: "Gentlemen, to settle the difficulty you must get other partners, and I will dance with my old friend,:kfr. Huntington, if you will permit me." "That will answer:" all exclaimed.— "Lead oft," "lead off"—"room fur the Ger man;" "room for the German!" and the music struck up, and• Mr. Huntington and my lady led the dance. The music was electrifying and with some forty or fifty couples upon the floor, the dance was by far the moat brilliant of the evening. Mr. Stanley came in from the card-room with the English banker; they stood near the conservatory window. "Your wife is a splendid looking woman," the latter said; "she would grace a court.— Who is that gentlemin (lancing with heri— They dance well." "Oh, aka" replied Mr. Stanley, "my wife $1 . ,50 PEII:72"LIC IN ADVANCE; *2,00 IP NOT IN ADVANCE isratiier a fine-looltiaz woman.' 'That ,gen tlematj hem—let me see, I forget hii name —he is an old ilnrne, I belie've, of my wife's." As he uttered , these words, I noticed my lady, who was passing him with her part, ner that instant in the dance, faker and stop, and although Mr. Ifuntington support ed, her with, hisarm !wound her waist, she sank gradually to the floor pressing both hands upon her heart ,and gasping for breath. • In nu instant Mr. Huntington picked her up in hiS arms as he would a child, and ordering in a qnick, determined voice for some one to summon a physician, he bore her up stairs and placed her upon her bed; I hurried on tefore and showed him the way. The doctors soon arrived and the room was eleared, for everybody had crowded up stairs, , zny lady being very much beloved.— Mr. Huntington had been chafing her bands, and Clotilde and I had been endeavoring to bring the circulation to her feet. I felt , them growing colder and colder, and my head, saw that a very Salm expres sion, as much as to say there was no hope, dwelt upon the doctor's face. My lady never spoke again. Mr. Huntington stood beside the bed, and only the great veins swelling upon his forehead, and his clench ed teeth and suppressed breathing, told of his terrible an ,, uish Otherviise be was very calm. Mr. Stanley 'carne up and took her hand; she smiled faintly, and seemed to recognize him. He wept like a child. Then she turned her eyes toward Mr. HUntington and never took them away, but gazed stead ily into his until 'the great curtain was drawn between him and all the earth to her. We stood very still many minutes, and then Mr. Huntington leaned over very soft ly end imprinted a kiss upon her forehead, and then he went down stairs—we never saw him again. Beauty at Billiards: There is `a s lady in this case For three days she bad sat Opposite to me at the table of the -pleasantest - of White Mountain resorts, (otcourse I give no hint as to which atat is—tastes differ,) and I had gradually become enthralled. Her beauty was dazzling, and her name Tarlingford. For the first 'of these items I was indebted to my own intelligence; for the second to the hotel register, which also informed me that she was from New York. I, too, had come from New York; a coin: cidenco too startling to be calmly overlooked. Our acquaintance began oddljr. One morning, at breakfast, I was musing over a hard-boiled egg, and wondering whether . I could perforate her affections with anything like the success which had followed my fork as it penetrated the shell before me, when I felt a timid touch upon my toe, thrilling me from end to end like a telegraph wire when the insulation is perfect. I looked up and detected a pink flush making, its way brow ward on the lovely countenance across the table. "I beg your pardon," raid 1, with much concern. "It was my fault, sit; excuse me," said she, permitting the deep flush to deepen ro sily. "Shall I pass you the buttered toast?" said I. "Muffins, if you please," said sbC, and eo sweetly that I was blinded to the absence of sugar, in my second cup of coiner I was confused by this incident. Many men would bate concealed their disquietude by an ntrectation of sudden appetite, or by bullying the waiter, or by abrupt departure froth the scone. I did neither. I felt I had a right to be .confused, and I gloried in it. Vary soon Miss Tarlingford withdrew, and I experienced an aching void within, which chops and fritters had no power to replen ish. I opened a chambermaid's heart with a half-dollar, and the treasures of. her knowl edge were revealed to me. The beauty and her party were to remain a fortnight.— Among her companions there were no males, except a youthful irresponsibility. End tennist • Later in the morning I heard the tinkling of -the parlor pianoforte. Music has sooth ing charms for me, though I have not a savage breast. I drew near, and found Miss Tarlingford trifling with the keys, those keys which lock together so many chains of human sympathy. She rose, and gave - out demonstrations of impending disappearance. I interposed: "Pray continue. lam famished for mu sic and came especially to listen." "It is hardly worth While." "How can you say sof It is I who know 'beet what Inised." "I will play for pia, then." And she did. This wa■ wonderful.— Usually, a long and painful straggle m ovies feminine acquiesence, on snob occa sions. Repeated refusals declarations of in capacity, partial consent vouchsafed and then waywardly withdrawn, pouting!, bend tossing!, feeble murmurs of disinclination, and final reluctant yielding, form the fash ionable order of proceeding. The charm of it all is, that the original intention is the same as the ultimate action. Whale?, then this folly? Having been Many times wretch edly bored by this sort of thing, , I was correspondingly gladdened by the contrast. Miss Tarliagford played well, and I said so. [WHOLE NUMBER 1,540. "Pretty well;" she answered frankly "but not-so well as I could wish." Shock number two. •It is customary it good society for tolerable performers to dis avow all praises, - (secretly. yearning • for more,) and to assail -with invective their own artistic accomplishments. - Here-was a young lady who played well, and had- the hardihood to acknowledge, it. This rather took away my breath, and a vacuum began to come under my waistcoat. - For three blissful days .111iss Tarlingford and I were seldom separated. Her sister, a pole, sedate maiden, of amiable appear ance, and her brother, a small, rude• boy, of intrusive habits and unguarded speech. I consented to undergo, for the conventional necessity. To the mother of the trarlingfords additional respect seemed due, and was ac corded. Three blissful days of sunshine, meadowy rambles, forest explorations, the majestic tranquility of nature spiced• with the •sauce of flirtation, or something stronger. times we took our morning happiness .on foot, sometimes our mid-day cestacy.served up on horseback, sometimes our evening rapture in an open wagon at two-forty.. .• The puerile. Tarlingford, interfering at first, was summarily crushed. Aspiring to equestrian distinctions, .be wrought upon. maternal indulgence, until, not without mis-. girings, maternal anxiety was stifled, and. with injunctions that we should hover pro tectingly near him, he was sent forth, a thorn in our aides. In half an hour ho war accidentally remembered, and was found tt. be nowhere within view; so we pursued our way, well pleased. Ile had dropped•quietly ofT, at the first csuter, into a miry slough, and bad returned sobbingly, covered with, mortification and mud, to the arms of hie parent. Keen questioning at dinner was the result. "Why did you so neglect him?" demand-. ed fond mamma, adding reproachfully, "The child's life might have been sacrificed." "Mother, we looked for him, and. he was gone. Why did'nt, he cry out?" • ' "So I did," shouted this youth o speech; "but you two bad your heads to gether, laughing and talking like anything, and could'nt hear •I suppose." (With a juvenile sneer.) "Oh, fie, Walter! Nov I think yen jrieni so frightened that you uould,nokspealt4; "I shall know better than to intrust.hint in your cure again," said indignant mam ma, movie who withdrew a blessed Privilege: "Don't say that, mother; it would. ..1;0A punishment toe severe," said the. miseltiev ous little pale' sister, in tones Or pity, rind her faco'beeming with mirth. Everybody laughed and .peace, wea,,re. stored. - On the third evening misery came,to me in an envelope post-marked New YOrki' • "My DEAR. PIMVIN3—I shall be with you the night after you roceive this. Engage a room for me. Ilave you seen ,anything of a Miss Tarlingford, where you are staying? You should know her. She is very brilliitot and accomplished, but is" retiring. I ,am willing to tell you, but it must go no furth er, that we arc betrothed. Yours, in i'hur ry, FRANK LattYA.n." My heart was. as the mercury of a ther mometer—which is plunged into ice; but I preserved an outward composure. Turning over the pile of letters awaiting owners, came upon one directed in Lillivan's hand writing to Miss A. Tarlingford, etc., - etc. • , To think that a paltry superseription should carry such n• wel j ght of tribulation with it! " . I thus discovered that my lines had fallen in pleasant places. • I was Selling in a preoccupied stream, and bad got milines entangled. • , I avoided tbe- public table and -shrunk from society. During the whole of the next -morning I kept aloof from the temptations of Tarlingford, and took to billiards. ' t i; .4 In the afternoon as I sat gloomily in my room, with feet protruding fronaThe and body inclined rearward, the,,,Ariericrin attitude of despair,) the •piano tinkled. It was the same melody which lad , attracted me a few happy days before: Strengthening myself with a powerful reeolution to extri cate myselt from the bswitchini inileenee which had surrounded me, I arove,•andweat straightway to the parlor. Could'itiii that a beam of pleasure flashed on Mils ford's face? or was Is deluded gosling: The latter suggestion seemed the more. credible, so I cheerfully adopted it. "We have missed you, Mr. Plovins." said the fair enslaver; "I hope you have not been unwell:" "rnwell?—ob, no, n 0.." "Yon have not been near me—us, today." (reprovingly,) "not even at dinner; and the Lung were superb." A sudden hope mounted within me. "Miss Tarlingford, pray excuse me—your first name, may I ask what it is?" "Arabella is my name, and" (whispering) "you may use it, if you like." "Oh, hideous horror! and this is, what they call flirtation," I thought. And the hope which had risen blazing. like a rocket, went down fitliginotts, like the stick: Plorins, I will say you are very:— very inconstant, to be absent all day, thus." "Miss Tarlingford, it is not inconstancy —it is billiards." "Billiards. I adore tbstaL know nothing-of billiards; women titreerdo. They are my jay. Pardon Me," tertik inddea uprising of tint moral mama "I 'bawl . an en gagement at the billiard-room, and Ishonld be there." - El
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