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Segars, Tobacco, &c. A LOT of Sm.-rate Segue., Tobacco and Sang will II be found at the store of the euh,criber. Ile keep' 0111) a firer rut.' article tall a. S. F. EBERLE! N'S Grocery Store. Locoft at , Columbia, Pa. Oct 6 'GI CRAN BERRIES, IVT InV Crop Femme, New Caron.at ..1.1 Oct. 2%fa60. A. NI. RAMBO'S SARDINES, -Worre•ter•hire Sauce. Refined Coro.. ke.. jot.' rc Vr calved and for toade by S. 1.'..1-:111Ott-MIN- Oct.:10, [KO, N 0.71 Locu-t St. CRANBERRIES. • ,'{UST received a fre.h lot of Crantterrie, and New J Cumin...at So 71 Loca•t Street. get V, lt4oL r•. I:BERTA:IN. grEintiono. A WAGER E3E3 "Do you Inoiv, Clarisse," said Suzan ne de Villeneuve to' her friend, Mme. do Meronville,'"that your • marriage surprised me very much?" ' "Do you mean my marriage or the lius band'l 'close?" "Well, Clarisse; to tell you the truth I mean the husband; I knew you were going to be married, - that had long been a settled thing; bet you wrote the Word uhen I was at Florence that you were to be married on the 18th of last June—almost a year ago— to the Baron Prosper de Sulenge, and be hold' when I receive the formal letter of an nouncement I find that you were really mar ried on the eighteenth; but instead of being Baronne do Sulange, I find you Countess de Meronville; and, I believe, happy." - "Yes, Suzanne, perfectly happy." "Then you did not love M. de Solenge?" "Yes, I think I did." "Then you do not love M. de Meron ville?" EMI "Ohl yes I do. My love for M. de Sol ange was a mere girlish fancy; had I mar ried him it might have matured into love. My husband I love every day more and more. You do not think, Suzanne, it would be wrong of me to haye an explanation with M. de Solange?" "What, the one you were to marry?" "Yes., He is here. Only tniuk what a strange chance. Just as we were starting, M. do Meronville and myself, from Parii, to come hero to this house, which I have lacier entered since the death of my mother, M. de Solange met the Count, and he, knowing nothing of the past, invited him to come with him. M. de Solange had just returned from the east, and they seemed glad to meet. What could I do—" "Nothing, of course, that is generally what we women are reduced to; the great art is to do that nothing skillfully; you, of course, treated M. de Solango with the utmost courtesy, smiling, talking and laugh ing in the most innocent manner possible, so as to persuade your husband that you had always been indifferent to M. do Sol whilst you c nvinced.Jl. de Solenge that you hail entirely lost all memory of your t inter teeth. gs ; that was your way of doing nothing!" "1 7 actly; lint -since I have been here in iloUze, ttbetc everything recalls the past, I have felt—" "Not a return of the old symptons, I hope?" "No; but a great curiosity to hear all about the circumstances which caused our separation, and so my husband being away, Prosper—M. de Solange--is coming hero to this room, my mother's own boudoir, where we used to meet so often, and—" "You want me to gn out of your way; well, I will go here on the lawn, for I hear a step approaching." Suzanne turned away, Clarissa could not help, as she passed out of the open window from the shade of the room into the sun light, admiring her slight, round, but pli- ant figure; her hair that baked like molten gold, as well as the airy grace of her man ner. A voice, however, whose tones seemed more familiar to her than ever, since she beard them in this room where first she heard them; she turned, M. de Solange was beside her. "Well, Countess de _Meronville, tire you happy?" "Very happy." "You love your husband then;" "With my whole heart, my only regret is that I should ever have fancied I loved another." "Thank you. To think you should say this to me, here in this very place where something over a year ago your eyes beam ed love on me, and your voice tremulously pronounced my name. You Lid me Good eigbt aloud, whispering a jpecting fur the morrow, and the next thee I see you, you are a wife, and you tell me you regret your love." "Why did you not answer my letter, that told.you all." "All! What letter? I never gut any letter." "A letter in which I told you that my mother had discovered our love: had re proached me with it; and declared that she had arranged another marriage for me. It was written (this letter) at the very moment of my departure for Paris in the middle of the night, and it bid you follow me, if you loved me; you did not. What was Ito conclude?" "That I never got the letter; where did you put it?" "In the usual place, there under that lit tle statuette of Flora that stood then as it stands now, on that bracket." "By Jove, then, I never got it." "You never got it. Good heavens; but, fortunately, this is the first time this house had been occupied since my mother's death. No one could base found it." Clarist3 rose in great agitation, find rushed across the room towards the "Flora," when through one of the long glass doors opening from the lawn, entered M. de Merourille, whilst through the other, Suzanne hastily appeared. "Well met," said M. de Meronville. going up to Suzanne; "I have been wanting for some time—ever since I have known you tu introduce to yuu M. de Sulange; You "NO ENTERTAINMENT IS SO CHEAP AS READING, NOR ANY PLEASURE SO LISTING." COLUMBIA, PENNSYLVANIA, SATURDAY MORNING. APRIL 13, !Sal. . • are both eccentric characters in your way. M. do Solenge is just returned from the east." Clarisse turned away from the Flora-- she did not dare to lift it up in her hus band's presence and she joined the group. "What has most interested you in your travels, 11, de Solange?" said Suzanne. "Women, madame; they are tho most curious things in natural history," "Natural history? You Class us with in sects and beetles then, I suppose." "No; 'with butterflies, brilliant' butter flies, whose constant occupation is to show off their wings." . "And yet, M. de Solange, your mother, in the midst of this important and absorb ing aocupation, found time, no doubt, to nurse you, to 'watch you when you were sick, to soothe you when you were cross.— And your sister, though she might like to display her wings, those butterfly wings, had her purse always ready to pay your boyish debts. Alt! M. de Solange men make our vices; women's virtues are their own. Did you not find in every Chris tian hospital Sisters of Charity,• patient gentle, courageous? If the:.o women had wings, they were angel wings, and not those of butterflies. Frivolous, vain, bad women are exceptions, nut the rule." "Perhaps. I found two exceptions, one in Java, the other in Borneo, where I narrow ly escaped being poisoned by these two ex ceptions. In Borneo they poison; in our more civilized society, calumny takes - the form of treachery and falsehood; so I always take care to provide myself with an antidote." "To counteract the poison?" "No; to counteract the calumny"' "Aht What sort of an antidote is that?" "Oh, there are various kinds; but, fur instance, an old letter." "Against a woman?" exclaimed de Mer onvillc. "That would be cowardly." "Oh, not to attack or threaten, but to defend oneself. Even the Chinese use a shield," "Oh!" exclaimed Suzanne, laughing, "if you are going to quote the Chinese"— "A much cleverer people than you think. for instance look at this Flora; this was made by the Chinese can anything be prettier?" As he spoke, Prosper walked across the moon. toward the Flora, followed by Suzanne; whilst Clarisse, in a perfect agony of fear strm to absorb her husband's attention, and to turn him round so that he should not see Prosper or the Flora. Prover, in the meantime, lifted the Flora from its bracket and displayed it to Suzanne In the hollow underneath the figure Ice felt distinctly the letter. Ile . could not take it out openly, so, trusting that Suzanne would not observe it, he jerked it out and let it fall to the ground. Suzanne at the same moment let fall her handkerchief.— Both stooped at once, but M. du Solange was the quickest, and picked up both in an ins= t; "Give it to me," said Suzanne, in an undertone. "Your handkerchief?" "No, the letter. Butterflies have intelli gence quickness and brainy. Give we the letter." "What, my antidote? Certainly not." "I will force you to giro it me." "I lay a wager you don't get it." "I wager 1 do." "Is this a declaration of troy?" "To the knife." "Very well." _ "Now talk of something else, far the hut baud is looking at us." "Let WI go into the garden. Now," said Prosper, us they went out, '•1 shall hide this letter; if you can find it, it is yours. Is that fair?" "I may search everywhu-vr "Everywhere." At all times?" "At all times." Fur some days Suzanne appeared to have forgotten her object and her wager; but this was only in the hope that Prosper might grow careless. But if he forgot the letter, ho seemed to be greatly absorbed by Su zanne, who, indeed, was a charming, grace ful, intelligent and highly educated woman and, to add to her attractions, a widow. One day M. de Solunge received a num ber of cases filled with curiosities from his eastern travels. M. do Meronville, who had taken a violent fancy to Prosper, had in sisted on his spending his summer and au tumn with them, and the ladies insisted on seeing the curiosities. Suzanne, who had visited them in compa ny with others, now seized the pretext that they allowed her for penetrating into M. do Solattge's apartment. She imagined Prosper to be out with the gentlemen duck shooting, and, stealthily entering the room in which were displayed the curiosities, she sat herself down in an arm-chair to meditate. She had been there but a few minutes be fore Clo.risse joined her. She had been in formed of all by Suzanne, and had, of course confided ED her the importance of the letter which" Prosper insisted on retaining. "Ohl Suzanne, I cannot rest as long as I know this letter to be in existence. Nut that I fear M. de Solange; no, but acci dents." "I must find it," said Suzanne, looking anxiously around; "where can it be?" "All the gentlemen are out; let us look everywhere; I will ,-;.) iutu the bed-room whilst yOu search here arr.mg4 all these curiosities." Ciarisse entered Prosper's ,bedroom whilst Suzanne diligently began her search. She was so totally absorbed in it that she heard neither the opening of the door nor footsteps approaching till a shallow fell across her, and looking up she beheld M. de Meruncille standing before her. "Suzanne," said he, "my wife is here.' "Here; I do not see her." "I mean she is Jomewhere in the house with M. Prosper. He left us abruptly, and you -know ho loved her once; who knows, his conduct was very strange this morning: he was all impatience to get away, besides I have seen them whispering lately a great deal. I shall wait here till Prosper re turns." "For Heavens sake, M. de Meronville." "Ahl you sco I was right, you are afraid; she is here, and you, you. are her accom plice; for shame!" "M. de Meronville" said Suzanne, going and shutting all the doors, during which op eration she took the opportunity of locking the bed room and taking the key. "I must then make a confession to you of what your wife has long known, much as it costs me; but you will be merciful; you will be indul gent. Prosper is, and has long been my lover." "Your lover?" "Yes; Ularisse has urged me to marry hint, and I was willing." "Well." "But he refused; that is why you have seen Clarissa whisper to him, and speak earnestly to him in a low tone." ':And I suspected her; my sainted Cla risse; pure, darling wife. But he shall mary you; nonsmise; ho must love you; who wouldn't; young, charming, rich, and a widow. I'll go back to the gentlemen; I'll make him marry you." "Don't speak to him about it yet." "011! not before you; well, good bye, Su zanne; I'm only in the way here, I suppose you are waiting fur Prosper; come Ponto." As he spoke, M. de Meronvillc startled his dogs, and was soon seen rushing with his gun on his shoulder over the lawn. "Now, Clarissa, said Suzanne, "for hea ven's sake go away with you; you will only make matters worse; let me arrange every thing. hers is M. Prosper; begone, be- ENE "iftve you killed all your ducks," said Suzanne, as Clarisse rushed by one door out of Eh; room, whilst Prosper entered by another." "Have you found the letter?" "No; but I wont something more than the letter; now, I want you to leave the house." "Leave the house?" "Yes, M. de Meronville is jealous:" "Jealous of me?" "Yes, he was here just now in search of you; ho missed you front the ducks. Come, M. de &hinge, this is a serious matter; the happiness of an honest woman, of a woman you have loved, is at stake; burn the letter here before me, and leave the house to-mor row morning." "If you can find the letter, and make me burn it without my knowing what I am doinf,, then I will du what you ask-=— leave the house." "You are inexorable," said Suzanne. turning away from him, and walking over to an opposite table, on which there were daggers, purses, pouches, and curious looks. In the centre of this table was a largo China cup, filled with Papers. Sutaune, humming a tune, sat down at this table and began mechanically to take up one after another, the things before her, whilst Prosper, at the other end of the room, dusted his butter flies and shells with his handkerchief. Al Suzanne examined the curiously in laid handle of a dagger, her eye glanced at an envelope which the other end of the weap on had knocked oft' the cup. It was an open envelope, directed to M. Ic Baron do &flange, and evidently from his tailor, for Min's name and aedress were stamped in the corner. "Everything is fair in love and war," said Suzanne; "if this is a tailor's bill there cannot be any great harm in my knowing bow much M. do Solenge pays for his coats, and loaning forward, her back to Prosper, thew the enclosure from the envelope. It • was a sheet of thin note paper, closely written. Susanne had but time to read three words: "All is discovered; they , tre dragging me away, but near or far, Prosper, my heart, my love--" This was enough, ostensibly re placing the envelope in its place she crum pled the letter in her band and thrust it in her pocket, quietly proceeding, afterwards to a further examination of curiosities. So they sat for half an hour without speak ing. Then all at once Suzanne walked across the room. "If you knew how happy pa irpuld feel when you had performed this kind,' this generous action, M. Prosper, I am sure you would not hesitate." "You know my conditions." •"Thon these are mine: I will not loavo you till you have burned the letter. Here I stay, here in this saluon, if it is twenty-four hours." "The longer the better, Madame; make yourself comfortalfle. These autumn af ternoons are cold, will put some more wood on the fare and then if you will allow me draw another chair near yours; first of all, however, I will take this gun and my pouch into my roalia." "As you please," sail Suzanne, "pray make yourself at home." Prosper disappeared into Lis bed-room.— He was gone but a few minutes, but that sufficed fur Suzanne to put something else in her pocket, the box of matches that was on the mantel-piece. Prosper now returned. They sat down side by side and began to converse as if they had been the best friends in the world.— At length a noise of dogs and a sound of laughter and talking startled them. Prosper rushed up and throwing open the window looked out. "It is only Meronville and his friends re turning from their duck shooting; are you afraid of being compromised?" "Oh, nn; only it k almost dark; I think if you lighted thobe candles it would be Letter." "Certainly; where the devil _ are the matches?" "Never mind the matches, they will be here directly; here is a piece of paper, this will do, light it at the fire." As she spoke Suzanne twirled up the letter and gave it to him. Prosper stooped down, lighted it in the fire, having lighted the candles, still with the paper in his band he rushed towards the window to close it, as he did so he threw the paper out. "Buie!" said 11. do Meronville's voice below "do you want to set tire to the house?" ''Good heavens," exclaimed Suzanne, "what have you done?" "Never fear, INlcronville has put it out." "Merouville?" "Yes, he has it in his hand." "Meronville?" "Yes." "Good heavens, do you know what that paper is?" "No." "Clarisse's letter." "I will have it again if it costs me Inv life. Oh, Suzanne, what a rascal I have been out of mere mischief, for I do not love her, but Suzanne"— "Go after the paper," said Suzanne, "is this the time to talk of anything"-- Prosper rushed to the lawn; Suzanne to the drawing room; there she found some of the duck shooters. "Who picked up the piece of burnt paper M. do Sotango threw out?" "M. de Meronville;" that was all she could obtain, but Prosper was more fortu nate; he encountered M. do Meronville himself. "..1.14" exclaimed the Count, "you are just the man I want." “Indeed, and I wns looking for you." (By .Jove, thought de Sobulge, he's read the let ter, it's all up.) "I know all, M. Prosper. "I thought so." "You confess then, that you love her still?" "Nu, Idu not. I have the greatest respect, admiration and friendship, but no love" "But as a man of honor you owe her more than t his. "More?" "Yes, what does she not deserve fur her love, her constancy, the sacriilce of her rep- utation. "I ter reputation?" "Yes, has she not confessed all to me?" "Then this is a challenge." ".1. challenge: no, I intend to bring about a reconciliation between you; she has fixed her heart on you; make her happy." "Mike her happy ; way lie uoderstands hospitality Indian fashion 7" said Prosper to "And I shall he ynnr file.nd for Ult."- 4 7 This is the first time I erer heard such a proposition, I would rarher hare a duel." duel?" "Yes, if your wle" "Don't mix my wife's mine hi all tido. Ali, here Nunes tioz tone; Slizanne he is of, durate." "Prosprtr have yon forgotton all your con•s," sail Suzanne. making .lgos to kiln My vows:" "Ve.; when I weekly y icl Ie to your did you not promise to be ELitliful, to atone, does not the happiue of my life depewl on you "Oa me, Suzanne?" "Ah, perhaps you imagined I had forgot ten you during your absence, but no, I have been true; I love you as much as ever." "Come, Prosper, half Paris is in love with Suzanne: she could marry whont she pleases; you shofild be too proul of her love., too proud to make her your wife." "My wife—will she accept me?" "Ali! Prosper, a woman who loves for gives everything." "Then you accept my hand?" "Of course." "Embrace her, then, Prosper, my boy, we will have a jolly wedding." Prosper clasped Suzanne in his arms and pressel a kiss on her lips. "It is only a part of the wager whispered Suzanne. "It is a wager for life; Suzanne I adore you.• , "Nonsense." "You can't refuse me. You would lose your character if you did." "Where's the letter? You liar'nt won the wager. 1 only pretended to lure you to save Clarisso from her husband's jealousy. This is all pretense." "1 take it in earnest; you must marry me." "You havn't burned the letter." "The devil—that may spoil all." This had all been said as they proceeded into the &Awing-room; Suzanne with Pros• $1,50 PEE..YEAR IN ADVANCE; $2,00 IF NOT =ADVANCE! per, Clarissa with her husband. "By the way, Clarissa," end de Moron vale, "I picked up a glow-worm fur you here it k, in this , paper.". he Menial.'lle . drew a little piece f 1,3 per from his peke: rin.l opened it carefulli- Clarisse looked over his shoulder, not at the glow-worm but at the paper; it was her letter, half-burned, which Pros-per had thrown out of the window, which M de Meronville had picked up at the very mo ment he discovered the glow-worm. "It is teo light here," said Clarissa near the lamps, "come into this dark corner."— M. de Meronville, wrapping up his worm, walked across to the fuirther end of the room.. His wife followed him, but as she passed Suzanne she hastily whispered: "My husband has the letter—the gl JVC worm." That was all she had thus to sac•, but it was sufficient fur Suzanne; she came over to them. "Let me see the glow-worm." said she. M. de Nl.erunrille placed it still on its pa per in her hand. Suzanne turned thoughtfully to . the light. "You must not go to the light, Suzanne." 'Oi course not, how stupid." But that one flash of light revealed a line of the half burnt paper to Suzanne—" Prosper, do not abandon your own Cla—" the rest was burned, but that was sufficient - 11)r a jealous mind: She kept firm - hold of the paper and the worm. Prosper approached Suzanne, held the woirn'towards him, and' pointed ti the burnt paper. "The letter, by 'Jove," whispered Pros per, and he took it, with tho glow-worm, from Suzanne.' 'why you can't see it'on this blackened piece of written paper; let's put him on a clean, white piece of paper; see if you have a blank sheet of a letter in your poeket, Meronville." "I haven't; I looked before, that's the piece of paper you threw out of the win dow." "I'll get a piece of paper," said Prosper. "Item" said Suzanne, "put it on my' handkerchief; that will throw him off till you get it." Carefully did Prosper and Suzanne trans fer tho glow-worm from the paper to the handkerchief; then crumpling, the paper in his hand, Prosper rushed over to the writ ing-table and brought a sheet of paper. M. and Mme. de 3leronrile were soon absorbed in the glow-worm, or pretended to bo, so as not to disturb the whispered eonrer sation of the affianced hirers. "Is it burned?" said Suzlnn e. °N o , "No?" "I shall not burn it at all till yon tell one you arc in earneAt, and that you, too, will be my wife. Oh! Suzanne, I will pass my life in adoring you; indeed, volt have con certed me. I believe t!, .t if women have wing.i, they are angels' wing•; not but terflies'." "Must I sacrifice myself to my friend:" ".tio, to me." "You will burn the letter?" "Yes, this iustaut." "You will be true—you will adore Ine— pt' will let me have my own way?" "Yes, yes, yes." "Then hero the letter." They walked up to the fire togrtier, and, •tamling before it, Praiiior droppel the lit tle fragment into the (lame=, In an in , it•int it wag clnsnmel, and ProQper buret forth in the triumphant strain of the Purliai,i. "Inoui la frombiL" Stop," said Suzamm, "ti,erc 11 an' 'iv': condition." "What?" '•loo must never inalo., any nn rr, n•a- enuld I? --bare T not won, 0,0 u,t ?4,115e the whole world could offer?" Old Ban Winnie. of Arkansas Among the old settlers of .\rkan-;ts•—we mean the real old settlers- was Unelc Winnie, as he was universally called by the young, and most everybody else. Pude Ben had had a hard time of it, as he said, from the beginning of his existence. lie hal in early life been a raftsman, then a keel boat man, and then a sort of third mate on one of the first steamers that started on the "M. l "aqsjP."An( l finally be"pre-emrtied"on the Government land and set himself up for a regular sovereign. In the course of time Uncle Winnie found himself the keep:...r of a tavern, and it was at his house where was performed, tor the first time, the "Old Ar kansaw Traveller.t' Uncle Winnie's custom ers of course were comparatively few and far between, but he took good care of all who came under his roof; and if his hog, hominy, "bar meat," and sweet potatoes, were rather roughly done up, he managed by a bluff way of his own, and a variety of rentiniscersses of his .early days, to season his constantly presented viands, and you made a hearty meal without noticing par ticularly of what its dishes were composed. Ai the farms increased, Uncle Winnie's house became the headquarters of the sparse population. and among the "improvemetip" introduced as a consequence of the new or der of thing 4, was the frequent meeting of card parties. At first Uncle Winnie rather discouraged this style of amusement, but lie finally fell into the humors of his friends and, much to his surprise, found out that i in his long flat boat trips from Pittsburgh to New Orleans, he had, to while away the time, karats! to bindle "the rioters" with a [WHOLE NUMI3EII skill that soon - became the talk orthe neigh borhood; This gave new zest to the thing. and "tho boys" finally made it a- business to "bnok up" against Uncle Winnie, but ho came off with flying colors, and :it last at tained n notoriety that was known from Little Itinfli way up to the Chickasaw Nation. It was Miele Winnie, in fact, who first in troduce 1 'draw poker" in those upper re gierm and he also did much to give the pi es ent finish to the dilferent games known un der the name of -brag." But Uncle Win nie, for all thi=, was a straightforward, hon est man, never propiAed itt 11 - is life a ,garrie himself, and would have gone one year af ter another without thinking about cards, if he were not drawn into the game by li, customers and friends: and yet, so thorough ly was his conversation seasoned with tig-' ures of speech picket, up at the WA:, at.d from those who indulged in gaming, that ho rarely spoke two consecutive sentences with out one of them smelling strongly of, the slim. We remember the feet that a vener able and world-wide known I.l:shep, travel ing tram Tennessee to Louisiana, stopped user night at Uncle Winnie's. The old man had great respect fur the Eisho:o, and after supper be sat himself down, aid highly gratitiod "his old woman" by listening to a longtalk about thenecessityof being saved' Uncle Winnie every now and then chiming in with acommentey as follows. "That's right, Bishop; the devil goes about, as you say, with a pack of marked cards in his pocket, and still cheat whocycr plays with him." "That's right, Bishop; an honest life, when you are played out, is a braggiu' Land, all aces—nothing can beat it." "That's right, Bishop; I never:knowei a man that cheated that didn't got caught at last, and perhaps lynched, or at least put off the boat at the first wood yard." "That's right, Bishop; the Bible is a trump —thar's no mistake about that." In course of time Uncle Winnio's eldest son, a boy of some eighteen years of age, was most unexpectedly invited to what was then the new country of Texas. A distant relative who desired as assistant, offered great inducements, and Winnie junior, a real chip of the old block, and areal hodor to Arkansas, made hie preparations for the first time to leave home. His mother treated the thing a good deal as all mothers do, and filled up the time before his departure with crying, packing up a trunk, and making "cake limit's." Old Winnic took a most grasping and philcn)phical view of the mut ter. Ile remarked that life was a pack of cards, and that your sweets. depended upon how they were dealt out. Ile said he knew fellows Nth" never could get above a four spot, and never enough of them to make more nor a pair. I le'd k nosed others,'agin, who always had their hands full of queens and aces, and even if the deal run low, they would get two !ow pairs, or three dence4, that war even better in this case than !.`pic ters." In - short, Uncle Winnie said some men had luck; play as they would, they cuuldn't, is fact, help winning, whether they sat down with green ones, or took a shy at "the tiger." At last the "boy" was about to take. his dei.arture; liiY !nether gave him her last kiss, and her most fervent .blessing, nod Uncle Winnic in,:empanied hint to the wagon that wa, to take hint to the steam boat landing. Thy moment of leaving tunic; he had hell up wonderfully all throng,b the preliminati, , 4, but nn•.r the heart was to, full, rind he broke out as follows: "13 di, TrKI are uhlut leaving Imme I•r strung" I•arts. S - •n:'te r:;rg to tdrow nu. out of the game, nud go it alone. Thu odds ugh, y‘nt, IS.ib, but rentcnnber always that industry and par-•:ret nue° are the Winning thov aro the 'botretrs.' ••1; wl. ;;;:rom,,- ; ..lid all :hp, ,ort of thin g will du \ST up with, Fake trutut.- hut you ruutt. Lave thc 1.ny.0 era :o back 'etn, el , c they rc,rth luck run, aqin you protiy stroug,dont rio.e in and lout: liken -ick U7l u ruing day. Lot hull }•our heal tip aii.l ni.tke 'em bclictc you're litisit of trutup, , ; thou they won't play s t Lard ti in you. • ; I've lied and traveled around .oino. rob, and 1.,e fund out that a.: soon tt ffi lk. thought you held a weak hand, thoy'd buyk agin you strong. So when you're sortei: weak, keep on a b dd front, lint play eau tionc; he satisfied with a pint. Many's the hand I've seen euehered 'cluse thoy fur too n' h. '•Keep your eyes well skinned. Rol, don't let 'em • 'Mg' on you; ree , dloct the game lays as much with the head as with the hands, Be temperate; never get drunk for then no matter lion-good your hand, you won't know how t play it; both bowers an•l the ace won't save you ; for there's sartin to be a 'misdeal,' or something wrong. And another thing, Bob, (this n•as spoken iu low tone and in ilt,b,s cart; don't go too much on the women; queens is kinder pour cards; the more you base of them the worse for you; you might have three and nary a trump. I don't say discard 'em all; if you get huh] of one that's a trump, it's all good and that's sartin to he one out of "And above all, r,ou, be honest; never take a man's trick wet don't belong to you. our 'slip cards,' nor 'nig? for then you can't look Four man in the face, and when that's tho ease there's no fun in the game ; i t ' s a regular 'cat throat.' So now, Bob, farewell; remember wot I told you, and you'll be sure to win, and if you don't, sartes you right to get skunked!"
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