: • . . . _ . _ „. 1 41 • .• , • . - InktIIEL WRIGHT, Editor and Proprietor. VOLUME XXXIV, NUMBER 47.1 PUBLISHED EVERY SATURDAY BREHM Qffice in Carpet Hal. North-weatcorner of Front and Locust streets. Tems of Subsoiption. o..Copyperanrum,ifpaidinadvance, 8130 •6 if not paid within bree Arendt arrotncommencememolibe year, .2 00 • C7et3a.tat a CJcal=r3r.. No; vbseripitonreceivedritra lee. time than stx itenths; endue paper will be discontinued until all rrearugessrepatcl•au.estat the optional - the pub isher. • Wotterpanytwanittledb mail a ithepublish s rnik. Rates of Advepising. quarr[s.loes]onevreek. •• 8038 three weeks, 75 1. eaelt=ubsetmentinaertion, 10 2lnes)onewerk 50 three weeks. t 09 ,rtch.tibiequentirisertlon • 25 magertdvertisement,in proportion illiberal limeoti mod Into made to quarterly,half prin t resrlytrivertisers,orso are strietlyeonfined obetr business. gristtitotA'. Why Thomas was Discharged. Brant Beach is a long promontory of rock and sand, jutting out at an acute angle from a barren portion of the coast. Its far thest extremity is marked by exile of many colored, wave washed boulders; its junction with the mainland, is the site of the Brant Ilouae, d• watering place of excellent repute. The attractions of this spot are numerous. There is Surf bathing all along the outer side of the beach, and good swimming on the inner. The fishing is fair; and in still weather, yachting is rather a favorite am usement. Further than this, there is little to be said, save that the hotel Is conducted upon liberal principles, and the society gen erally select- • But to the lover of nature—and who has the courage to avow himself aught else?— the sea-shore can never be monotonous.— The swirl and sweep of ever shifting we ters,—the flying mist of foam.breaking away into the grey and ghostly distance down the beach,—the eternal : drone of ocean, mingling itself with one's talk by day and with the light dance-music in the par lors by night—all there are active sources of a passive pleasure. And to lie at length upon the tawny sand, watching through half-closed eyes, the heaving wares, that mount against a dark blue sky wherein great silver masses of cloud float idly on, whiter than the sunlit sails that fade along the horizon, while some fair damsel sits close by. reading ancient ballads of a sim ple metre, or older legends of love and ro mance,—tell ate, my eater of the fashiona hie lotus, is not this a diversion well worth your having? There is an air of easy sociability among' the guest/int the Brant Muse, a disposition on the part of all to contribute to the general amusement, that snakes a sojourn on the beach far more agreeable than in certain larger, more frequented watering places, where one is always in danger of discover ing that the gentlemanly person with whom he has been fraternizing - is a faro dealer, or that the lady who has half fascinated him is Anonyxna herself. Still Lane consider Brant rather slow, and many good folks were a little surprised when Mr. Erwin Salisbury and:Mr. Charles Burnham . t . t.Tredby:,,Alte late stage from Wikasset St tltin;~vitirtrLn{~s enough fur two first-Class ttellni;"antlit s post unexeeptionable man-servant in grey livery, in charge of two beautiful setter doge. These gentlemen seemed toitave,,-imagin ed that they were about visiting some back woods wilderness, some savage tract of coun try, "remote, unfriended, melancholy, slaw-" for they brought almost everything with them that men of elegant leisure could re quire, as if the hotel were but four walls and roof, which they must furnish with their own chattels . . • I am sure . it took Thomas, the man-servant, a whole day to unpack the awning, the boot jacks, the game-bags, the cigar -boxes, the guns, the camp-stools, the liquor cases, the bathing suits, and other paraphernalia that these pleasure seekers brought. It must be owned, however, that their room, a large one in the Bachelor's Quarter, facing the sea, wore a very com fortable sportsmanlike look. when all was ar ranged. Thus sure- minded, the young men betook themselves to the deliberate pursuit of idle pleasures. They arose at nine and went down the shore, invariably returning at ten with one unfortunate snipe which was pre served on ice, 'with much ceremony, till wanted. At this rate it took them a week to shoot a braid:test ; but tti see them sally forth, splendid in velveteen and corduroy, with tesi-boots and a complete harness of green cord and patent leather straps, you would have 'imagined that ell game birds were about to, betaime extinct iuthat region. Their dogs even recognized this great-cry: and-littliWool condition ofthings, and bound ed of joyouslyat the start, but came home crest-fallen, with an • air of canine thatwoold have aroused Mr. • Maybew's tenderest, sympathies. After breakfasting, usually in their room the friends enjoyed a long contemplative smoke te , e9,Xbe wide pixezEs in frp,nt . their ing the ever-varied marini'viesiiitai.lay before diem in liash- , Lag breadth . and beauty., Their next labor Wee aiTay 'theniselves' in' wonderful marmot-onstaxnes of veyy abeggi:Ehelitat *kali/ shiny fisalii and' field-glassen 'about tbei{sy~olderi;'aad fditer down the; beach, to tat Al llil . l # l 4* PlalFing i'lzl lol3. *Pe' aesaa f ry - e felt over. tqlet 01957 cciiiiwetsiveerl es ,:•••111 - • • their "constitutional." This• killed time till bathing-hour; and then came another smoke on piazza, and another toilet for din ner. After dinner, a siesta; in the room, when the weather was fresh; when other wise, in hammoCks, hung from the rafters of the piazza. When they had been dom iciled a few days, they found it expedient to send home for what they were ple teed to, term their "crabs" and " s traps," and exci ted the envy of loss fortunate guests by dri ving up and down the beach at a racing gait to dissipate the languor of the after dinner sleep. This was their regular routine for the day,—varied, occasionally, when the tide served, by a fisting-trip down the narrow • bay inside the point. For such emergen cies, they provided themselves with - a enil boat and skipper, hired for the whale sea son, and arrayed themselves in a highly nautical rig. The results were, large quantities of sardines and pale sherry con sumed by the young men, nod a reasonable number of sea-bass and .black-fish caught by their skipper. There were no regular "hops" at the Brant [Louse, but dancing in a quiet way every evening, to a flute, violin, violoncello, played by some of the waiters. For a time, Burnham and Salisbury did not mingle much in these festivities, but loitered about the halls and piazzas, very elegantly dress and barbered, (Thomas was an unrivaled coiffeur,) and apparently somewhat ennuye. That two welbmade, full-grown, intelli gent, and healthy'young nen should-lead such a life as this fur an entire summer might surprise one of a more active temper ament. The aimlessness and vacancy of on existence devoted to no earthly purple° save one's own comfort must soon weary any who knows what is the meaning of a real, earnest life,—life with a battle to be won. But these elegent young gentlemen comprehended nothing of all that; they had been born with golden spoons in their months and educated only to swallow the delicately insipid lotus-honey that flows inexhaustibly from such shinkg spoons. Clothes, com plexions, polish of manner, and the avoid ance of any sort of shock, were the simple objects of their solicitude. I do !Alt know that I have any quarrel with such fellows, after all. They have some !strong virtues. They are always clean : and your rough diamond, though manly and courageous as Cmur-de-Lion is not opt to be scrupulously nice in his habits. Ail bility is another virtue. The Saliablny and Burnham kind of man bears malice towards no one, and is disagreeable only when assai led by some hammer and tongs utilitarian. All he asks is to be permitted to idle away his pleasant life unmolested, Lastly he is extremely ornamental. We all like to see pretty things; and I am sure that Charley Burnham, in his fresh white duck suit, with his fine, thorough-bred face—gentle as a girl's—shaded by a snowy Panama, his blond moustache carefully poiited, his gold en hair clustering in the most picturesque possible waves, his little red neck-ribbon the only bit of color in his dress-tied in a eta , diously careless knot; and his pure untaint ed gloves of pearl-gray or- luvendis was, if I may be allowed the expression, just as pret ty as a picture. And Ned Salisbury was not less " a joy forever," according to the dict um of the lute 31r. Keats. fle wag darker than Burnham, with vary black hair. and a moustache worn in the manner the French call trule, which became him and increased the air of pensive melancholy that distin guish dark eyes, thoughtful attitudes, and slender figure. Nut that he was in the least degree pensive or melancholy, ur that he had cause to be ; quite the contrary ; but it was his style, and he did it well. These two butterflies sat, one afternoon, upon the piazza, smoking very large segars, lust apparently, in profoundest meditation. Burnham, with Isis graceful head restiog up ' on one delicate band, his clear, blue eyes full of a pleasant light, and his face warmed by a calm, uncoassious smile, might have been revolving some splendid scheme of un iversal philanthropy. The only utterance, however, b ,rced from him by the sublime thoughts that permeated his soul, was the emission of a white rolling volume of fra grant tobacco smoke, accompanied by two words: "Doocod hot." _ _ Salisbury did not reply. lie sat leaning back, with his legs interlaced behind his head, and his shadowy eyes downcast, win sad remembrance of some long lost love.— Su might a poet bate looked, while steeped in mournfully rapturous day-dream's of' re membered passion and severance. So might Tennyeon's hero have mused,,erlien be sang— . Oh, that it were possible. • A fter low grief und pain, 1%) find the arms of my erne love, Round stiCannelogiddl But the poetic lips opened not to each muck. bars. Salisbury gazed, long and earnestly. and finally gave vent to his emotions, indi cating. with the amber tip of biseigar-tube. the setter that slept in the sunshine at him feet. '•Shcliiking Place, this. for dogs!"--1 re gret to ,say he pronounced it " dawgs.”— H Why„ Carlo is-as fat—as fat as—as a—" His mind was unequal to a simile, even. with°. is tour. More: silence; mine 11110 k! 7, , itersi:pre- s , iound inireetlitbakey hiii'lmiked Arising him .with soots slw;►-oE vitelltri; - "NO ENTERTAINMENT SO eIIEAP AS-READING, NOR ANY PLEASURE SO LASTING." COLUMBIA, PENNSYLVANIA, SATURDAY MORNING, JUNE 20, 186 "There comes the stage,'? said he. .Tha driver's bugle rang merrily among the drifted sand-hills that lay warm and glowing in the orange light of the setting sun. The young men leaned forward over the piazza.rail, and scrutinized the occu pants of the vehicle as it appeared. "Old gentle Man and lady, lisr, and two children," said Ned Salisbury; "I hoped there would be some nice girls." This, in a voice of ineffable tenderness and poetry, hut with that odd, tired little drawl, so epidemic in some of our universi- Cies. "Look there, by Jove !" cried Charley, with a real interest at last; "now that's what I call the regular thing 1" The "regular thing" was a low, four wheeled pony-chaise of basket work, drawn by two jolly little fut ponies, black apd shiny us vulcanite, which jogged rapidly in, just far enough behind the stage to avoid its dust. This vehicle was driven.by a young lady of decided beauty, with a spice of Amazon ian spirit. She was rather slender and very straight,. with a jaunty little hat and feather perched coquettishly above her dark biowit hair, which was arranged in one heavy mass and confined in a silken net.— Her complexion• was clear, without brilli ancy; her eyes blue as the ocean horizon, and spanned by sharp, characteristic brows ; her mouth small and decisive.; and her whole cast of features indicative of quick talent and independence. Upon the seat beside her sat another dam sel, leaning indolently back in the corner of the carriage. This one was a little fairer than the first, having mina those beautiful English complexions of mingled rose and 4nuw, and a dash of gold-dust in her hair, where the sun touched it. Iler eyes, how ever, were dark hazel, and full of fire, shad ed and intensified by their long, sweeping lashes. Her mouth was a rosebud, and her chin and throat faultless in the delicious curve of their lines. In a word, she was *somewhat of the Venus-di-Milo type; her companion was more of a Diana. Both were neatly habited in plain traveling-dresses and cloaks of black and white plaid, and both seemed utterly unconscious of the battery of eyes and eye-glasses that enfiladed them from the whole length of the piazza, as they passed along. " Who are they ?" asked Salisbury; "I don't know them." " Nor I," said Burnham; " but they look like people to know. They must be some body." Half an hour later, the hotel office was besieged by a score of young men, all anx ious for a peep at the last names upon the register. It is needless to say that our friends were not in the crowd. Ned Salis bury was no more the man to exhibit curi osity than Charles Burnham was themes) to join in a scramble for anything under the nun. They had educated their emotions clear down, out of sight, and piled upon them a mountain of well-bred inertia. But, somehow or other, these fellows who take no trouble are always the first to , gain the end. A. special Providence seems to aid the poor, helpless creatures. So, while the crowd still pressed at the office-desk, Jerry SWiyao, the head clerk, happened to pass directly by the piazza where the inert ones sat; and, raising a comical eye, saluted them. "Heavy arrivals to-night; See the turn out?" "Y-e-s," murmured Ned. •'Old Chapman and family. Ins daugh ter drove the pony phaeton. with herfriend, a Miss Thurston. Regular nubby ones.— Chapman's the steamship man. you know. Worth thousands of millions! I'd like to be connected with his family—by marriage, sayl"—and Jerry went off, rubbing his cropped head, and smiling all over, as was his wont. "I know who they are now," said Char ley. "Met a cousin of theirs, Joo Faulkner, abroad, two years ago. DJoced fine fellow. Army." The manly art of wagoning is not pursued very vigorously at Brant Beach. The roads are too heavy back from the water, and the drive is moaned to a narrow strip of wet sand along the shore ; 119 carriages are few, and the pony chaise became a distinguished element at once. Salisbury and Burnham whirled past it is their light trotting"wagons ate furious pace, and looked bard at the two young !adios in' passing, but . without eliciting even the smalleat glance from them in return. ' "Confounded dialingue-looking girls, and all that," owned Ned ; " but, aw. fearfully unconscious of a fellow:" ' This conditiOn of matters continued until the young men ware actually driven to ac knowledge to - each, other that they, should not mind knowiag the occupants of the yony carriage. It was &zees,' concession , . and, was rewarded duly. A bright. handsome boy of seventeen. Miss Thurston's brother, came to pass a few dogs at the seaside, and fraternized with everybody. but was especi ally delighted with ,Ned Salisbury.who took him oat sailing and shooting. sod. lam afraid, gave him "segarr stealthily, when out of the range of Miss Thurston's fine eyes The result wes.tbat the first tim ethe lid walked, on the baitchitith the two girls,, and met thej9nng men. introductions pf, lI P TUn g/FP 7 . oa q ier !"3 l!!" 1 14. al."'",er*"k 42 , 14w.14 • . • • - • ';‘ 7,11w*. t - . "Oh, itle pretty place," said Mies Chap man, " but not lively enough." " Well, Burnham and I find it pleasant ; cm, we have lots of fun." " Indeed 1 Why, what do yon do?" "Oh, I don't know. Everything." "Is the shooting good 1 I saw you with your guns, yesterday." "Well there isn't a great deal of game. There is some fishing, but we haven't caught much," " flow do you kill time, then?" , " Aw—it's a first rate air, you know.— The table is good, and you can sleep like a top. And then, you see, I like to smoke around, and do nothing, on the sea shore. It is real jolly to lie on the sand, aw, with all sorts of little bugs running over you, and listen to the water mashing about." "Let's try it," cried vivacious Miss Chap man; and down she sat on the sand. The others followed her example, and in five minutes they wore picking up' pretty peb bles and chatting away as sociably as could be. The rumble of the warning gong sur prised them. At dinner Burnham and Salisbury took seats opposite the ladies, and were honored with an introduction to papa and mamma, a very dignified, heavy, rosy, uld-school couple, who ate a good deal and said very little. That evening, when flute and viol wooed the lotos-eaters to agitate the light fantastioloe, these young gentlemen found themselves in dancing humor, and revolved themselves into a grievous condition•ol glow and wilt, in various mystic and intoxicating measures with their new made friends. On retiring, somewhat after midnight, Miss Thurston paused, while "doing her hair," and addressed Miss Chapman. "Did you observe, Hattie, how very hand some those gentlemen are? Mr. Burnham looks like a prince sang azur, and Mr. Salis bury like his poet laureate." " Yes, dear," responded Hattie; "I have been considering those flowers of the field and lilies of the valley.", "Ned," said Charley, at about the same time, "we won't find anything nicer here, this season, I think." " They're pretty well worth while," re plied Ned; "and I am rather pleased with them." " Which do you like the best?" "Oh, brother! I haven't thought of Mal yet." The next day the young men delayed their "constitutional" until the ladies were ready to walk, and the four stralled . off to gether, mamma and the children following in the pony chaise. At therocks on the end of the point, Ned got hie feet very wet, fish ing up specimens of seaweed for the dam eels; and Charley exerted himself superhu manly in assisting them to a ledge which they considered favorable for sketching pur poses. In the afternoon a sail was arranged, and they took dinner on board the boat, with any amount of hilarity and a good deal of discomfort. In the evening more dancing, and vigorous attentions to both the young ladies, but without a shadow of partiality being shown by either of the four. This was very nearly the history . of many days. It does not take long to get acquaint ed with people who are willing, especially at a watering-place; and in the course of a few weeks, these young,folks were, to all intents and purposes, old friends,—calling each other by their given names, and con ducting themselves with an even familiarity quite charming to behold. Their amuse ments were mostly in common now. The; light wagons were made to hold two each, instead of one, and the matinal snipe as. 'taped death, and was hippy over his early worm. One day, however, Lsura Thurston bad a headache, and Hattie Chapman stayed at home to take care of her; so Burnham and Salisbury had to amuse themselves alone. They took their boat, and idled about the water, inside the point, dating under an awning, smoking, gaping, sod %Ming that headaches wore out of fashion, while the taciturn and tarry skipper instructed the dignified and urbane Thomas in the science of trolling fur blue-fish. At length Ned tossed his cigarend ovei board, and braced himself for an effort. " I say, Charley." said be, " this port of thing can't go on forever, you know. I've been thinking, lately." " PhenotiteCon I" replied Charley; "and what haveson been thinking abOut?" '•Those girls, We'ie got to choose." " Why ? Isn't it well enough as it is ?" " Yes,—tto far., But 1 think e aw, that we, don'tquite do them justice. They're grands parlis, you see. bats to see, clever girls wasting themselves on society, waiting and waiting,—and we fellows swimming about just like fish round a hook that isn't baited properly." • Charley raised himself upon his elbow. "Yon don't mean to tell me, Ned, that you have matrimonial intentions?" "Oh, no I Still why not'? We've all pt to come to it some day',' I anppose." "Not yet, though. It is a sacrifice we can escape for some r years yet." "Yes,—of conrse.—some years; bat we may begin to look about as a bit., I'm six -and-twenty, you know!? „ very, irar 4" 1 - !glPPc,fka. fellow can't pot off the yoke 'no * t ag, Altar, tkirty 4ltaness aren!tsogo4., Jdatt'tknow, by, I bet wh a t we bsigiiti4ek • 1 ingot it.", , , IME _ "Butit is a sacrifice. Society must lose a fellow,,though, one time or another. And I don't believe we will ever do better than we can now." "Hardly, I suspect." " And we're keeping other fellows away, maybe. It is a shame!" Thomas ran his line in rapidly, with no thing on his heck. "Capt'n Hull," he said, gravely, "1 had the biggest kind of a fish then, I'm sure; but directly I went to pull him ia, Sir, he took and lot go." " Yaps," muttered tho taciturn skipper, " the biggest fish tillers falls back inter the wetter." "I've been thinking a little about this matter, too," said Charley, after a pause, " and I had about concluded we ought to pair off. But I'll be confounded, if I know which I like best! They're both nice girls." "There isn't much choice," Ned replied. "If they were as different, now, as you and me, I'd take the blond of course; aw, and you'd take the brunette: But Hattie Chap man's eyes are blue, and her hair isn't black, you know; so you can't call her dark, exactly." "No more than Laura is exactly light.— lfer hair is brown, more than golden, and her eyes are hazel. ILien't she a lovely complexion though? By jover "Better than,Hattie's. Yet I don't know Hattie's features are a little the best." "They are. Now, honest, Ned, which do you prefer? Say either; I'll take the one you don't want. I haven't any choice." "Neither have I." "Ilow will we settle it?" "Aw—throw for it?" "Yes. Isn't there a backgammon board forward, in that locker, Thomas?" The board waa found and 'the dice pro duced. "The highest takes which?" "Say, Laura Thurston." - "Very good; throw." "You first." "No. Go on." Charley threw, with about the same amount of excitement he might have exhib ited in a turkey-raffle. "Five-three," said he. Now for your luck." ••Six-four! Laura's mine. Satisfied?" "Perfectly—if you are. If not, I don't mind exchanging." "Oh, no. I'm satisfied." Both reclined upon the deck once more, with a sigh. of relief, and a long silence fol lowed. "1 say," began Charley, after a time, ''it ie a comfort to have these little matters ar ranged without any trouble, eh?" "Do, you know, I tbiok I'll marry mina." "I will, if you will. "Done! It's a bargain." The "little matter" being arranged, a change gradually took place in the relations of the four, Ned Salisbury began to invite Laura Thurston out driving and in bathing somewhat oftener than before, and Hattie Chapman somewhat less often ; while Char ley Burnham followed suit with the last named young lady. As the line of demar cation became fixed, the &meals recogniz ed it, and accepted with gracious readiness the cavalier that Fate, through the agency of a chance-falling pair of dice, had allotted to them. ' 'The other guests of the house remarked the now positio; of affairs, and passed whispers about, to the effect that the girls bad at last succeeded in getting their fish on hooka instead of in a net. No suitors could have been more devoted than our friends.— It seemed as if each now bestowed upon the chosen one all the attentions he had hither to given to both ; and whether they went boating, sketching, or strolling upon the sands, they wero the very picture of a par tie carry of lovers. Naturally enough, as the young men be came more in earnest, with the reticence common to my sex, they spoke less freely and frequently on the subject. Once, how ever, after an unusually pleasant afternoon, Salisbury ventured a few words. "I say, we're a couple of lucky dogs! Who'd have thought, now, aw, that our summer was going to turn out so well?— I'm sure I didn't. Ilow do you get along, Charley, boy?" , •' Deliciously. Smooth sailing enough.— Wasn't it a good ilea; 'though, to'pair off? I'm just as happy &is bee in clover; ' You seem to prosper, too, beb ?''' • ' Couldn't ask anything different. No thing'but derctioa.'aad 'all that.' I'm de lighted. I, say, when are' you going to P 00" "Oh, I don't know. It is only a matter of form. ' Sooner the better,•l suppose, and have it over." " I was thinking of nest week. What do yOu , saylo a quiet picnic down on tie rocks, and a walk afterward? We can separate, you know. and do the thing up systentat " All right. I will, if you will. "That's another bargain.' I notice there isn't tnacb'doubt about the result." s " hardly r . , . A. eke., , *wear hre, peeM ,„tba!, she geatiefaen, ilfirmteed tkeir ,atte!ki 3 O..a little from tbat time. The object. of 4r rEefe4.7 o !tilt Arid . smiled more lad moreggraoi9ualy.apott,them: . ills day eat, for abe pinaio airivetc duly In 4 P 410.11! to F444#11: ' , ; " : 4 : • 2.9 $1,50 PEE YEAR IN ADVARZ; 82.00 IF ~p r that my heroes were a trifle nervous. Tbeia apparel was more gorgeous and wonderfu than ever, and Thomas, who was anxious ta. be off, courting Miss ,Chapman', maid, found his masters dreadfully exact ing in the matter of lair-dressing. At length, however, the toilet - Wits over, and "Solomon in all his glory" would have been vastly astonished at finding himself "array. ed as one of these." The boat lay at the pier, receiving large quantities of supplies for the trip, stowed by Thomas, under the supervision of the grim and tarry skipper. When all was ready, the young men gingerly escorted their fair companions aboard, the lines' were cast off, and the boat glided gently down the bay, leaving Thomas free toffy to the smart presence of Susan Jane, and to draw glow ing pictures for her of a neat little porter house in the city, wherein they should hold supreme sway,_ bo happy with each other, and let rooms up stairs for single gentle men. The brisk land breeze, the swelling sail, the buttering of the gay little flag at the gaff; the musical rippling of water under the counter, and the spirited motion of the boat, combined with the bland air and plea sant sunshine to inspire the party with much vivacity. They bad not been many minutes afloat before the guitar case was opened, and the girl's voices—Laura's soprano and Ileitis's contralto—rang melodiously over the waves, mingled with .feeble attempts at bass accompaniment from their gorgeous guardians. Before these vocal exercises wearied, the skipper hauled down his jib, let go his an chor, and brought the craft to, just off the rocks; and bringing the yawl alongside, unceremoniously plumped the girls down into it, without giving their cavaliers a chance for the least display of agile courtli ness. Rowing ashore; this same tarry per son left them huddled upon the beach with their hopes, their hampers, their emotions and their baskets, and returned to the ves sel to do a little private" fishing on his own account till wanted. The maidens gave vent to their high spir its by chasing each other an:long . :he rooks, gathering ebelle and sea-weed for the con etructibn of those ephemeral little orna ments—fair, but frail—in which the sex delights, singing laughing, quoting poetry, attitudinizing upon the peaks and ledges of the One old boulders,—mossy and weedy and green' with the wash of . a thousand storms, worn into strange shapes, stained with the multitudinous dyes of mineral ozi dizaticin—and, in brief, behaved themselves with all the charming abandon that so well becomes young girlS, set free, by the entour age of a holiday ramble, from the buckram and clear starch of social etiquette. Meanwhile Ned and Charley smoked the pensive cigar of preparation in a sheltered corner, and gazed out• seaward, dreaming and seeing nothing. Ere long the breeze and the romp gave the young ladies not only a splendid color and sparkling eyes, but excellent appetites also. The baskets and bumpers were speed ily unpacked, Oil table-cloth laid on a broad, flat stone, so used by generations of Brant House picknickers, and the party fell to. Laura's beautiful hair, a little dis ordered, swept her blooming cheek, and cast a pearly shadow upon her neck. Her bright eyes glanced archly out from under her hale-raised veil, and there was some thing inexpressably naive in, the freedom with which she ate, taking a bird's wing in her little fingers, and baldly . attacking it with teeth as white nod even as can be im agined. Notwithstanding all the mawkish nonsense that has been put forth by the sentimentalists concerning feminine! easing I bold that it is one of the nicest things in the world to seen pretty woman enjoying the creature comforts; and Byron himself, had be been one of this picnic!. party, would have been unable to resist the adniiration that filled the /souls of Burnham and Sans bury. Hattie Chapman stormed a fortress of boned turkey with a gusto equal to that of Laura, and made highly erieeessful raids upon certain outlying salads sod jellies.— The young men were not in a very raven ous condition; they were, as I have said, little nervous.. and bent their best energies principally to admiring the ladies and car quetting with pickled oysters. . When the repast was over, with ranch accompanying chat and laughter, Ned glanced significantly at Charley, and pro posed to Laura that they should walk op the beach to a place where, he- said, there were "some pretty rocks, and things, you know." She consentel, and they marched off. Hattie also arose, and took- her perm sol, as if •to follow, but Charley remained seated, tracing mysterious diagrams !open the table-cloth with his fork, and leaking sublimely unconscious. "Shan't we -walk, too?" Ciattie asked. "Oh, why, the fact is," said hi, hesitant. ly, •• I—l sprained my ankle, getting out of that =amended boat; so I don't feel much like exercise just now.'! The . young gills face' est:mewed concern. "That is me bidl - Why didn't you tell us'of it before? - I'M so sorry!" This; Tory teriderlj,' - witb a little sigh. "Itr•;•wo—itdoesset hart mad. I dare • say it will ba alrrigbt in a miaate. " d` nd tbea• 77. 4'4l jaat,ai soon stay iterip' 7 ' 7'llY° walk Itkr!"li4:" 4att;ef"dalrt anus. ackbAll!EhiG36ll! to tkis !.Sci.4 o ! 014P110 is tbs 011'.1".33tA..M- [WHOLE NUMBER 1,712. ring way some damsels bare, about the joys .4* the sea-ebore—the happy summer that was, alas! drawing to a close-41er own en joyment of life—and kindred topics—till Marley saw an excellent opportunity to Interrupt with some aspirations of Me own, which, be averted, must be realized before • big life Could be considered "a satisfactory - uccees. If you have ever been placed in analagous circumstances, you know, of 'course, just about the sort of thing that was being raid' by the two gentlemen at nearly the same' moment; Ned loitering slowly along the sands with Laura on his arm—and Charley ? ' stretched with ea indolent pieturescieuess, with eitting beilderhie&T — frititrikr not know from experience, silk any candid friend who has been theough• Viktoria ceremony of an orthodox proPoial. ' When the pedestraies returned; ibe - tiv;O' couples looked very hard at , each other.,-- All were silent and complacent, but devoid , of any strange or unusual, expression, In- , deed, the countenance ,ielecibjeit -to . . , severe education, in good society, that one almost always looks smiling aral compla cent. Demonstration is not fashionable, - and a man must preverve'Vbe samo . dimean-,, or over the lois of a Wife or P . gleve4telicle,.. over the gift'of a heart's 'Whole devetieellar. a bundle of cigars. Cleitaritli'itietie visits tions, the complacent 'smile 'is in favor, as the neatest, most serviceable, ,and conveni ent form of non-committalism.:. , - The sun was approaching the bine range, of misty hills thatbbo nded the swamps, by this time;so the skipper was. signaled, the dinner-paraphernalia gathered up, and the party wore Soon as route.for, , home once more. When the ladies were safely in, Ned and Charley met in their room. and each caught the other looking ate him, stealthily. Both smiled. • . "Did I give you time Charley?" asked • Ned; "we came back rather soon." • . "Ch, yes—plenty of time." "Did you —8 w, did you pop r" "Y-yes. Did you ?" ; , 1 - " Well—yes." "And you were—" "Rejected, by Jose i" • "So was II" • The day . fullowing this disastrous picnic, • the .baggage of Mr. Edwin. Salishury.and • Mr. Charles Burnham, was soot to the-de-. pot at Wikahasset Station,. and they seated themselves at the hotel-office with ,a, i request for their bill. As,.Jerry Swarm:" deposited their key upon its hook, he drew forth a small tri-cornered billet from this pigeon-hole beneath, and presented it: *- "Left for you, this morning, gentlemen!'"• It was directed to both, and Charlerread it over Ned's shoulder. It ran' thus : " Duart Bore,—The next time . you:divert I yourselves by throwing, dice for two young ladies. we pray you not to 'do so in Shot pralines of a valet who 13 on terms of inti macy with the maid of one of atom.' • " With many sincere thanks fir 'She amusement you have given 'ne,'—often when you leaet suspected it,—we bid you ti last ing adieu, and remain, with the best wishes. " Brant Mitre, j Herrin Cnartatar, " Wednesday. LAURA TIIIITIVITON.": • " it is all the fault of that, aw, that con founded Thomas !" said Ned. So Thomas was discharged.—[Ailarslie Monthly.) A Poi.= LIZOTCNANT MISSiPPAiCIATZD. —A. Camp Bliss, Mo., correspondent of the SG Louie Democrat relates the following amusing incident: "Quite an amusing, incident happened to a Lieutenant of the division a few days ago. The said Lieut. is well 43410086 a and of im mense politeneso, especially; to ladies ; and in his present banished situation, not har ing many opportUnitiee'of paying histkvoirs to the fair sex, is, of course, more attentive when an opportunity does occur. This mulch by way of preface;. now to th'i story: do officer stopped et a house where.the Lieut. referred to had taken dinner the before, and the lady of the house' if be knew Lieut. T. "Yee, madam; why do you ask?" • " What kind of a man is he!" asked the . woman. • - "Ono of the politest teen in the army. madam—a perfect gentleman:" was the =2 "Well, I think he puti On a /map, of, .J Style. " • _ ' ....- .1- ..4 :":. " laicism, I am surprised to bier !liiitarqt, , ,, do notlike Lieut. T.:;:hiji,:iefy i jtiyilie with the ladieit—a",giueiattavorim,, taiaot. 3l ; "Weil' r dun's iiii:ll;:4'.4 4 iii - Aiijiil 14' . , . ' ' ' '''': am." "There most ; he a mjstsk• somewhere, madam ; 'what did Itei sag "Why; I believe be tried to - blicatgoerd.'7 , ll : Impossible Maditinl o esn's iur .; moment that Lieut. T. would Ili anything o f ' : that kind; he is the pink of politettoss.":, "I don't care if be is; be tried to Wick guard me" "What did homy r' • here a pert mice of sisteen—mostly feet and ankles—put is : ")darin, tell him what de mina ealuil ; l :4 , don't holier° he Was a tryite to t4ih,gisard;' but marin'S • "*" ternia:st: OH, afieliti'Ce:rr ttu the big WOrdele could thick aouii i s pie; .Inctarsciiitie Slattof if thel'ahi d e'liliaiitiirdinsj Win t ioel f? 4,61 Wikitsl beetr4t,.!, - vli be:4i .10,4:trii.lidaial . = T V& Vits...uLat . al is • cu; .:•nr.: Lea-ritar. irta WI w:='-I i , ,'r: ~~, Elf=
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