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“BE A WOMAN.”
There is so much that is appropriately suggested
in the following-lines that we cannotreaistthe temp
tation to insert them. Although some of our fair
friends may turn up their dainty noses in derision,
there are many, and by far the larger portion, who
will thank us for their publication :
Oft I’ve heard a gentle mother,
As the twilight hours began,
Pleading with a son, on duty,
6 Urging him to be a man.
But unto her blue-eyed daughter,
Though with love’s words quite as ready,
Points she out the other duty,
“Strive, my dear, to be a lady !”
What’s a lady ? Is it something
Made of hoops, and silks, and airs,
Used to decorate the parlor,
Like the fancy rug 3 and chairs ?
Is it one that wastes on novels
Every feeling that is human 7
If ’tis this to be a lady,
’Tis not this to be a woman.
Mother, then, unto your daughter
Speak of something higher far
Than to be mere fashion’s lady—
“ Woman” is tho brightest star.
If ye, in your strong affection,
Urge your son to be a true man,
Urge your daughters no less strongly
To raise up and bo a woman.
Yes, a woman—brightest model
Of that light and perfect beauty ;
There the mind, and soul, and body,
Blend to work out life’s great duty—
Be a woman—naught is higher
On the gilded list of fame ;
On the catalogue of virtue
There’s no brighter, holier name.
Be a woman —on to duty,
Raise the world from all that’s low,
Place high in the social heaven
Virtue's fair and radiant bowd
Lend thy influence to each effort)
That shall raise our nature human ;
Be not fashion’s gilded lady,
Be a brave, true, whole-Bouled woman.
A young lady caught her intended kissing a
female friend. He thus apologises. His explanation
is decidedly cool:
Your coming in last night, my love,
Was somewhat sudden. I was helping Nell
To tie tho ribbons of her rigolett;
She put the orimson of her mouth up —well,
I’m flesh and blood —and then you, singing, camo
Into the room, and tossed your head for shame.
I saw a sort of maiden northern lights
Shoot up your oheoks and tremble in your eyes;
I like such things. I like to see the wind
Drive frightened clouds aoross tempestuous skies;
I like the sea, and, when it’s easily had,
A very pretty woman—very mad 1
1 like the dangerous and regal air
(You bear a queen’s name, and a queen you are)
With whioh you donned your thibet opera cloak,
And olasped it with a diamond like a star,
’Twas charming in my mistress, but my life,
It would not bo so charming in my wife.
I like wild things, as I have said, but then
I would not like to own them. Who would be
Proprietor of earthquakes, or loose hurrioanes,
Or comets plunging in celestial sea ?
Or wed a maid that oould, if she should please,
Give him a touch of one or all of these ?
Not I. Don’t let a female thunder storm
Brood in your eyes, with every now and then
A flash of angry lightning. You have had
Your March and April, now be June again;
And let your fine cut eyebrows’ silken span
Bo bows of promise to your favorite man I
I’ve had my lanjrh, and yni, rwi. poa6, ouj now
(You’ll spoil that rose bud if you twist it so !)
Give me both hands that I may say “good Bess,
The good Queen Bess,” whose heart aud mind and
face,
Teaoh me to love all women as a race!
So when I kissed your pretty cousin Nell,
I honored one who taught me to admire
Fair women in their twenties —don’t you seel
But then, dear Bess, as I was standing by her
Her lips quite close —now this is entre nous —
Upon my soul, I made believe ’twas you.
SOWICAXVXHTOBE MARRIED.
I promised William Hepburne to tell
him how I came to be married, and, as it
was rather an odd way; perhaps it will
amuse the public, so here goes! My
name is Thomas Petition Stevens. 1 was
born and bred in Connecticut; taught my
letters, and the ‘ three E’s, Headin’,
’Eitin,’ and ’Eithmetic,’ in a district
sohool-house; learned Latin, Greek, and
Algebra of old Parson Field ; and grew
tobaoco enough on my father’s farm, be
fore I was twenty, to, help me squeeze
through the college course of Old Yale.
There 1 found myself one Commence
ment day, having delivered the third
oration to a blooming audienoe in the
galleries, and a grim crowd below, the
happy possessor of a sheepskin, a bine
ribbon, a wooden spoon, two dollars and
fifty-six oents, and two suits of clothes,
one very shabby and one pie-new. ‘ The
world was all before me where to choose,’
as it says in the primer; and I decided to
go up into Colebrook, and see if my ma
ternal uncle, Seth Downes, wanted a man
to help to get in his rowen. I paid two
dollars and fifty cents to get there, and
landed on the door step with nothing but
my own personal attractions to recommend
me. However, Uncle Downes was as glad
to see me as if I had six dollars instead j
of six cents in my left hand waistcoat
pocket, and hired me for the late haying !
on the spot, and I set up a singing school [
in the red school house the next Saturday I
night. When the hayingrwas over, I staid ;
a few weeks to see what I could turn my !
hand to, and Uncle Downes being on the
school committee, through his influence I '■
was made principal of Colebrook Academy
when the winter term began, and, having
a very prefty set of girls to teach, I made
myself and my services so acceptable to
parents and guardians that I hold the
place to this day, three years from then.
One day last spring I sat on the stoop
of Uncle Downes’ house, thinking of noth
ing in a very resolute way, with discursive
seasons of listening to a brown thrush
that was hid in some neighboring tree,
thence giving out all manner of comio il
lustrations of every other bird’s musical
powers ; hitting off, with gay sarcasm, the
robin, oriole, and whippoorwill ; even giv
ing the faint peep of a dew-wet ohicken
lost in the grass, the warning cry of a
hawk or the love-lorn trill of a song
sparrow, with here and there a pewit, a
blackbird, or the liquid frolic of a bobo
link’s song, mimicked, exaggerated, and
interspersed with his own delirious warble,
full of spring and its sweet exultation. I
was lapsing out of the thrush’s concert
into nothingness again, when a quick,
light patter, like a hailstorm, coming down
stairs, woke me up, and at my elbow stood
the little shape of Lizzy Downes, niy
special cousin, and a peonliar little bit of
womanhood as one might see in a life-time.
‘ Get up, Tom!’ quoth the green sun
bonnet. ‘ I want you to take a walk with
.me.’ I was rather in a quietish state just
then, but who ever thought of resisting
that clear voice, with such a decisive tone
and flawless ring ?
‘ Where are you going, Lizzy ?’ said I,
after we had traveled silently .and swiftly,
like people in fairy-stories, half through
• . r \ .
Uncle Downes’ farm. ‘Oh !’ said she,
recollecting herself, or. rather me, ‘ I’m
going to Asa Bart’s lot, after some colum
bine plants, and you may carry the basket.’
‘Gracious princess!’ retorted I, ‘ accept
my devoirs, and put .your foot upon my
neck, if it pleasej you.’ ‘lt doesn’t’ said
the princess, ‘ I only wan’t you to behave
like a man, and not wait next time for a
lady’s request before you offer to help her.’
At this I whistled slightly, and rnbbed
my hands; Lizzy had a way of speaking
the truth that whs—well—plain ! but she
knew it and turned her rosy face round to
me with the divinest smile of intelligence
and sweetness. ‘ Don’t mind it Tom, it
is all for your good, and you can’t get
angry with me, you know.’ Of course I
couldn’t, such a face as that was talis
mauic; besides she was my cousin ; and
it is a singular fact in the natural history
of man, that, thbugh there are do people
on earth one gets so entirely and utterly
disgusted and out of temper with as dis
agreeable and intrusive cousins, it is yet
quite out of the nature of things to be
disturbed by a young, pretty, smiling
cousin, however sauey. It demonstrates
most convincingly, the old Sootoh proverb,
‘ Bluid’s thicker than water.’ All the
affinities of anoestry, all the tender asso
ciations of childhood, all the nameless
i sympathies thabare only existent between
relatives, spring up to harmonize cousins;
and our blood beats more warmly toward
its several tide in the person of a relation
—except, as I said before, the disagreeable
ones. So I not only refrained from get
| ting vexed at Lizzy’s reproof, but submit
ted with a sweet humility, and would have
kissed the rod, had it been permitted or
required.
‘ Do you hear that thrush, Tom V broke
in the lady upon my meditation. ‘Yes
ma’am, I have been listening to it this
hour from the east stoop.’ ‘What a lazy
creature you are ! spending a whole hour
in mortal idleness, this lovely day.’ ‘ Not t
a bit of it, mademoiselle ; my meditations
on that stoop' were of the most useful
character; nothing less than a skillful
analysis (mental, of course,! of the vibra
tory power of air, and its probable capa
; bilities in meohanics.’ ‘Oh ! Tom, Tom !
can’t you let school-mastering alone on
Saturdays—and such a celestial Saturday
as this 1 Look there, if you want a better
meditation than your analysis.’
I did look up through the dim, gray
branches of the wood we were skirting,
and there, on the leafless bough of a tall
hickory tree, sat two wild pigeons eyeing
us with soft, shy glanoes, stooping their
graoeful, Bhining necks, and drawing them
up again with a native pride, not unlike
that of my companion', though I acquit
; her of being anything dove-like. A few
i steps on the dead leaves startled the
| pretty creatures from their perch, the dull
! blue plumes shot suddenly into white and
j black, and gray, and slowly they lit, some
few rods off, on a fir tree, while we went on
our way.
‘Do you know, Tom, said Ln-ry, ' I
have a theorv ah out birds and people. I
chink every one is like some bird. Could
you guess noW who a wood pigeon always
makes me.think of?’ ‘I know who has
that same way' of drawing up her head,
Miss Lizzy ; no other than your fair self.’—
‘ Nonsense ! I 'am no more like that pigeon
than I am like a turkey; nor as much,
for I oan gobble inimitably, to the intense
rage of all the turkeys in our barnyard.
No, indeed, I am much more like an oriole ;
look at that one, how it dashes aslant the
elm boughs, and makes a descent into the
hollow below, 1 like a flake of fire ; that’s
the way I drop into your Btupid sewing
societies here, and make the old ladies’
hair stand on jend with my absurdities.—
No ! if you do not recognize our Cole
brook wood-pigeon, I shall not help you.’
‘ Then I shall never know,’ rejoined I, in
a tone of mook lamentation. ‘Oh 1 yes,
you’ll discover for yourself, some time,’
laughed Lizzy quietly climbing a fence
between the home farm and Uncle Asa’s
lot. 1 Why Lizzy, you are too quick! I
was just offering to help you, and you are
over.’ ‘ I will never have any help, sir,
over a fence what is the use of being a
country girl, if you cannot cross a fence
without help ?’ ‘ Not much, indeed, in
this New England, where every aore field
is fenced: but, Lizzy, look! here are
columbines enough for you.’
As I spoke we had reached the centre
of the little meadow, through which crept
a slow, bright stream, keeping the grass
about it greener than the sea, and set
thick with blue violets and golden cowslips;
while on the drier banks of moss and turf
that skirted the marshy borders of the
brook, hundreds of sunny adders’ tongues
flaunted their yellow turbans, all dropped
: with garnet, in the spring-winds, and still
J further back, among the budded lupines,
! and sweet fern, myriads of anemones, fair
[ and frail, bent languidly to the warm breath
I of the south, seeming just ready, so serial
! were their shapes, to take flight from their
! rest upon earth. On the inner edge of
the meadow, a great gray rock abutted
; from the hill-side on the green sward;
about its base clustered a quaint crowd of
brown flowered trilliums, and the delicate
straw bells of May, while on its ledges,
from every crack and shelf where a grain
! of earth could harbor, sprung innumerable
j columbines of the brightest scarlet and
! gold, swaying, and dancing, and tossing
i their jeweled heads like veritable fairy
| princesses, so full of laughter and delight
i that you waited involuntarily to hear the
j peal of musical mirth from their tiny bells,
■and fancied,|on each new sigh of the
| fragrant air,j a far-off echo from their
j tinkling in some distant field. Here my
task began, and in a few minutes Lizzy’s
basket was filled to the brim with roots,
and her hands with the blossoms—fit
, representatives of her gay, brilliant,
: graceful self, as she stood poised on a
j ledge of the rook—her sun bonnet hang
ing by one string, her face burning with
; the warm flush of youth and health, and
her soft chesj.nut hair coiling in lustrous
, rings about her throat, lifted by the light
■ wind, and melted to living gold whenever
| a sunbeam kissed it.
I know I stood there with mouth and
eyes wide open, like the sun-struck fool I
was, 1 gloweijing ’ at Lizzy, who must
have had some idea of my condition, for
suddenly she began to descend the rook
with free, firm steps, like a chamoise (at
least I supposed so, vide Buffon,) and I
remembered afterward, as one does remem
ber things and not perceived, that
.there was a furtive smile glittering in the
oomers of her eyes. As for me/I was
altogether in a maze, for the idea had
suddenly taken possession of me that I
«THAT country is ths host -prosperous -WHERE labor commands the greatest REWARD.”—BUCHANAN.
LANCASTER CITY, PA., TUESDAY MORNING, JULY 12, 1859.
was in love, actually, in good earnest, in
love with my consin Lizzy! Everything
I had the presence of mind to recollect
favored that idea. Bid I not obey her
like a bond-slave ? Was I not always so
lonely at Uncle Downes’ when she went
away ? I admired her beauty more than
that of any other woman. I admired her
mind, in its active, earnest and noble
developement.
Her character had faults, to be sure, a
need of some small feminine virtues, but
love would teach her those. Ah ! did she
love me? ‘ Tom are you asleep ?’ pealed
from the lips of which I had been dream
ing. ‘ N—o, Lizzy, I was thinking.’—
‘ Come a few steps further, then, and I
will find you a better place to think, for if
you had eyes to see, there is a hornet’s
nest visible about a foot from your head,
in that maple sappling, and you are in
what the newspapers call a precarious
situation.’ ‘ So-1 am!’ thought Ito my
self, adding aloud ‘ I am bound to follow
you, mademoiselle ; only lead me.’
A brief walk over the green field
brought us to its upper corner, where the
brook leaped and chattered over a stony
bed, before it sung itself to sleep in the
great channel below. Over this little
nook stood two silent apple trees, rosy
with bloom, filling the air with their deli
cate and peculiar odor, and all murmurous
with honey bees, whose loving labor-song
only heightened the cool silence of the
shadow and the perfume ; while the little
brook’s laugh toned itself into a bobolink’s
voice, that echoed its mad mirth back
again from the nearest fenoe post. ‘ Sit
down,’ said my lady, ‘ it is too pleasant
here not to be enjoyed.’
1 seated myself on the turf, still in a
dream, while Lizzy bathed her hands and
face in the cool water, and anchored her
flowers to a stone in the edge of the stream
to keep them from fading. She came
back to me looking as fresh and lovely as
the spray of the pink apple blossoms she
held in her hand, and, seating herself
beside me, began to talk about them. —
Her entirely unembarrassed air gave me
a sort of shiver, but I listened. ‘ Aren’t
these blossoms very pretty, Tom ? There
is something specially fascinating to me
about ‘ apple blows,’ as Uncle Asa calls
them ; they are so refined, so gracious, so
home-like ; withal softly and warmly
tinted, and of such a delicate scent, a
little bitterness about it, just enough to
make it piquant,, not insipid ; a sort of
common sense, do you understand ? And
then they are so full of promise for future
winter firesides; I have a vision of a
whole oider-barrel and ten apple pies in
the very cluster I hold ! but really I- am
serious about their beauty and expression.
My flowers will do well to mate the wild
pigeons, won’t they V
As she spoke an oriole flashed across the
meadow, and her own comparison for her
self made like a flash across my thoughts ;
how beautiful, how piquant she was ! and
oh! Thomas Petition S^' ,oao "« fool
you were ! dyed in the grain-! I lumbered
on my knees before her, I don’t remember
how, and without one word of warning
gasped out, —‘ Oh, Lizzie ! 1 love you to
distraction : can’t you love me V ,
Her face was absolutely pale with
surprise, then a wild and flitting fear
swept over it; I could see she thought me
suddenly crazy, and the hot tears began
to fill my eyes, man that I was ! I
suppose she saw, thep, I was in earnest ;
for she blushed most beautifully, then
bent her face down in both her little hands,
and began—oh reader ! pity me!—actually
;o laugh—laugh till the red blush spread
.0 the very parting of her hair, colored
the slender throat, the small ear, aud at
length' the white fingers. It was too
much ; I oould Dot bear it; 1 became a
man again, and something very like a
thrill of anger brought me to my feet. At
this Lizzy looked up, her eyes full of tears
from long laughing, and her face radiant
with dimpling mirth, and yet a sweet
shadow of pity and surprise upon it. She
held out her hand to me—how could I
help taking it, or sitting quietly down
beside her, very much in the state of a
water cure patient after his first douche 1
‘ Dear Tom,’ said she, in the gentlest,
laughter-wearied voice, 1 do forgive me,
but really I could not help it; what does
ail you this morning V ‘ Nothing but
what I just told you,’ said I, in a sulky
dignified manner, that was too much for
Lizzy’s seriousness; a little shock of
laughter shook her again, and brought out
new tears, which she wiped away soberly,
and, clasping her hands over the handker
chief, looked round at me with a grave
face, through which the comic air still
flickered, and disoomposed me. ‘Tom,
you are very queer ; I cannot believe you
really ; thought you were- in earnest!’
‘ But I was,’ said I, having bv this time
become disposed to high tragedy; ‘ I
love you desperately, devotedly, and if you
choose to laugh at the life-long misery of
a fellow-being, I can only hope you may
never know by experience how to sympa
thize with such misery ?’ Poor Lizzy !
she had to Bite her scarlet lips full a
minute before she could speak. ‘ Eeally,
Tom, I do not think you know either me
or yourself, or you would not have fancied
—what you seem to have. May I ask
how long you have been in this desperate
state V 0 ! the' wicked little witoh ! that
question was uttered in the simplest,
gravest tone, but I felt tie satire to its
fullest extent. I grew —all-over-ish—no
other phrase expresses it. ‘ Why,’ said
I, 1 1 did not know it certainly, till this
morning, but I have felt it, unoonsoiously,
this long time.’ ‘ Tom, Tom, don’t be
metaphysically absurd! if you must be
absurd keep this side of terms. Now I
can tell you something that you had been
‘ feeling unconsciously this long time,’ —
you not only do not love me, but you do
love somebody else!’ ‘I drew a long
breath. ‘Be so good as to explain !’ ‘ I
mean to,’ replied Lizzy ; ‘ only turn round
so I can see you, for I must catechise a
little; I never can harangue without
interludes for ten minutes together. First,
lam to prove you don’t love me. You
admire me, dare say, but that is nothing,
not even the first step, for you would
admire a prettier 1 picture more. When I
first knew you, you did not like me, your
instincts rebelled against my character, I
saw it before I had known you a month;
is it not so ?’ ‘Do you think that is fair,
Lizzy? I did not know you then—l
could not judge.’ ‘ That is not my answer,
Tom!’ ‘ Well, if you will have it, I
oonfess I felt a little—afraid of you,
perhaps ; not sure that you might not hurt
me any moment.’
I < That will pass, and you may answer
my next question to yourself, whether
those very instincts have ever ceased to
keep a witness among them against me, or
my nature as you see it. If I had loved
you, I should have lost all these traits
toward you—l should have ceased to rule,
to criticise, to condemn.’
An idea struck me at that moment, and
I did not look at Lizzy, but I felt her voice
was not quite steady when she began again.
‘lf you had loved me, there are a
thousand ways in which I should have
seen and pnt an end to it before now.
Ton would never have been so meek, aud
so easily obedient. A man who loves
never loses his sense of domination ; if he
obeys, it is for beseeching and caresses,
for love’s sake, not because .he recognizes
a stronger nature than his' own ; and yon
know that 1 am stronger than you in
several traits.’
‘ Amen,’ said I rather satirically.
‘ Now don’t be disagreeable, Tom—l am
striving for your good, as Deacon "Mather
says when he ‘ tutors’ his boys. You don’t
love me for still another reason, that you
never thought of it till this, morniog. Is
that love ? born of a spring day’s idleness,
the fickle caprioes of sunshine and the
south wind 1 Nonsense ! it is only an apt
illustration of Dr. Watts’ truism, that
“ Satan finds some misohief still,
For idle hands to do.”
‘ Don’t wince, for it is a fact. Honostly,
now, did you ever think of making love to
me when you had anything else to
do ? 1 see you can’t answer, and that is
speech enough. Besides, if you had
loved me, you never would have asked me
as you did ; you would have considered
me before yourself, and led me carefully
and tenderly toward taking the one ail
decisive step of a woman’s life.’
I gave a long sigh, I was becoming
convinced, of something Lizzy did not
intend to prove.
‘ Do you acknowledge, Tom V
1 Y-e-s, I suppose I must, but really,
Lizzy, I thought I loved you, and I am
not sure yet.’
‘ I hope you do love me after a moderate
fashion, but you are not in love with me
as I intend to prove to you in the second
place, because you are in love with some
body else!’
‘I am resigned!’ said I, inwardly
amused at her confident tone, and, be it
acknowledged, a little terrified also; for
I began, under her minute questioning, to
be partly conscious of—no matter what
yet.
‘ Now, I expected you to be as honest
as you have hitherto shown yourself, Tom,
for I am going to question more closely i
than before. You have had dreams—all >
men and women have—of a home and a,
future ; besides I know you went, not six j
weeks ago, to look at Deacon Mather’s
new houses upon the hill. Yes, don’t |
disclaim ! I know it was with an eye to j
your architectural sketobes, but did not j
your dreams come back there ? Was
ihopo sob a figxtro dtmlj viotblc LlltJ
long, window, a face turning to the gate
expectantly, and a pair of neat and busy,
hands in the 1 house-wife skepl’ Now were
they nobody’s hands', .
I began to feel rather restless ; how !
came she to know what I thought ? I
‘ Moreover, is there no lady among your j
acquaintances with whom you feel an en- |
tire sense of quiet, rest, aud freedom;
whose entrance into ever so stiff and cold
a loom, gives it a kindly aspect, like the
sudden lighting of a wood fire ? No one
of whom you think when you are tired, or
sad, as a comforting and soothing pres
ence ; no eyes to which you turn for sym
pathy in the expression of thought or feel
ing, and always find it; no hands from
which you expeot and receive the thousand
nameless acts of forethought and consid
eration that only love prompts V
I had thought to some purpose, and was
half convicted, but not fully enough to say
so. ‘Go on, Lizzy ! I like to hear you,’
said I, affecting an incredulous laugh.
‘ You are not honest,’ replied my cate
chist, ‘ your laugh was in a false key ; it
betrayed you ; but I will go on. Is there
not one person whom you feel a constant
wish to shelter from all the hardness of
life, to protect, to guard, to strengthen ?
whose image connects itself in some way
with every aspect of the future ; without
whose ever recurring idea neither present
nor future enter into your imaginings ; in
whom you unconsciously hope! More
over, is there no one whom your heart
tells you, with undeniable instinct, loves
you as a man should be loved—with en
tire devotion and pure tenderness, a
patient faith and a sorrowful constancy,
that you rely on without acknowledging
it ? -Do you not trust her as you did your
mother 1 Is she not a part of yourself so
truly, that, till some sudden light should
awaken you, you could not peroeive you
loved her 1 Are not her soft, dark eyes
j
‘ They’re not dark ! they are gray.’—
Now Lizzy laughed indeed, and I, toor.
The sly girl ? I was quite in her power.
‘ My dear Tom do you suppose I have
not known this three months that you
were very quietly sliding (not falling) in
love with Helen Stanton ? Of course I
saw it, and so did half the village. As for
your exploit this morning, I think I have
fully accounted for that; and now having
shown you to yourself, and brought-you to
confession, do you forgive my laughter ? I
r own it was all unkind, but how could I
help it ?’
‘ I don’t need to forgive you, Lizzy,’
said I. You have done me a great ser
vice. 1 wonder at myself.’
‘ Don’t wonder, but aot, Tom. I had
no authority to say what I did about
Helen’s liking you, but by my own obser
vation, and I am by no means infallible.—
I shall not laugh if she rejects you, I as
sure you.’
This' suggestion made me thoroughly
unquiet; I could no longer repress an im
pertinence I had been trying to utter for
the last fifteen minutes. ‘We shall see,’
said T, assuming a miserable caricature of
confidence. ‘ And, by the way, Lizzy, how
came you to be so well read in the statis
tics of the tender passion as you have
shown yourself ?’ I accompanied the ques
tion with a malicious stare at Lizzy, whose
face was instantly double-dyed with orim
son, and her hands working relentless de
struction with the bough of apple-blos
soms.
‘ Why—to be honest—l don’t—oh! I
meant Helen by the wild pigeon, Tom.’
‘ Yes, I know you did ; but I am not to
be blinded by that flash of the oriole.—
Where did your wisdom oome from, Lizzy?’
‘ Oh! —you see—dear me! how silly I
am! Tom, lam going to be married to
George Stanton, and that is what I brought
you out here to tell you, and then wasted
two mortal hours telling you that you.
were in love with his sister! It is too
absurd!’
Lizzy’s words came like rockets, and her
face dropped in her hands, as she finished
—nr, in one hand, for I had taken the
other, and absolutely was kissing it. I
was go very glad. George Stanton was
the finest fellow in the county, fully worthy
of Lizzy, had just finished his theologioal
course, and was to be installed in Cole
brook next month. It was exaotly the
best thing, and, as soon as I found words
I told her so, adding somewhat ruefully,
‘ I hardly expected to be congratulating
you on this subject two hours ago, but I
am sincerely glad, Lizzy.’
She looked up with a little, sweet laugh,
and thanked me; so rising from the turf,
we gathered up the basket at the colum
bines, and threaded our way homeward
through the woods, silently enough.
That night I went down to Mr. Stan
ton’s and persuaded Helen to go to sing
ing school with me. I don’t know if they
had the class without the master or not
I never asked; for, instead of being in the
red- school house, Helen and I were sitting
on a pine log, by the edge of the river, in
the moonlight; and after a great many
devices of speech, I had at last managed
to ask her the same question I put to
Lizzy in the morning, only in rather a dif
ferent way and much more uneasily.
She, too, hid her face, but tears came
drooping through the slender fingers, and
she did not forbid me to take away the
hands or dry the tears ; but looked up at
me with her clear eyes, so full of unutter
able love, that they seemed to have grown
blue, instead of gray, and said, softly, ‘ I
wonder what I have ever done to be made
so happy!’ VS£@ll for me that I felt, with
no slight heart-ache, what the tender
humility of her speech implied, though she
did not know it herself. If I oould not
now efface the past, I would try faithfully
to make her future blessed.
We were married last autumn. First
old Father Mather married George and
Lizzy ; then George did the same kind
office for Helen and me. My wild pigeon
still keeps that name ; and Lizzy and I
have once in a while a little dash that
Helen cannot understand. Only yester
day, when I asked Mrs. Stanton to admire
the comfortable arrangements of my new
house, (one of Deacon Mather’s,) she in
formed me she ‘ could not sympathize with
a life-long misery of a fellow creature !’
I had to laugh, in spite of myself.
! That, patient reader, is the way [ came
i to be married.
SOW I BECAME JEA.LOUS.
BY MARY KYLE DALLAS.
When we first moved to the house in
which we now reside. I noticed oeo very,
disagreeable peculiarity in relation to the
adjoining block of houses. They had no
back-door yards, and consequently the
windows closely overlooked our gardens,
which were not very large themselves,
though they were pretty. When we first
took possession of our new residence, the
windows directly opposite ours were closed,
and the apartments untenanted. 1 had
scarcely got to rights and fairly settled
down, however, before I peroeived great
renovation and improvements wore in pro
gress in these . empty rooms. Painting
and papering, \vhite-washing and gilding,
scrubbing and window-washing, were the
order of the day for a foTt night. And
then, after a short respite, white shades
were visible at the windows, and I knew
the new tenants had moved in. I did hope
they were not inquisitive, disagreeable
people.
For sometime I saw no one but a quiet,
common-place man, with a very shiny
head of hair and an immaculate collar and
cravat, _jvho appeared now and then at the
window, and vanished instantaneously.—•
And 1 began to flatter myself that we
should no,t be annoyed at all.
One morning—it was a bright, still day,
and the atmosphere was very oppressive ;
I remember it well, for I had arisen with
such an unaccountable depression of spirits
as I-had never before experienced, and felt
sure something distressing would happen
before night.
Well, this morning, as I was running
down stairs very early—before any one
else was up in the house—l happened to
glance out of the window at the stair
head, and there, at that part of the house
I have mentioned, sat a young lady. She
was very pretty. Her complexion was ex
traordinary clear, and her hair was mag
nificent. But I declare I never saw such
a cold, saucy glance as that which she
fixed directly on the window of our room.
I did hope Psalter was’t looking out.
After breakfast, Psalter sat down by
the door whioh opened into the garden, to
read the paper. And all the time he sat
there the impudent thing stared straight
at him without moving an inch. I thought
it strange that Psalter didn’t observe her.
All day the shades were down, but (if
you’ll believe me) no sooner had the snn
set than there she sat again in the same
position, trying, as I saw plainly, to make
Psalter take notice of her. And the style
in which she was dressed—it was ridicu
lous.
Every day the same thing was repeated ;
but I purposely avoided saying anything
to Psalter, as he had not seen her himself,
least he should look towards her out of
curiosity; and then of course ; she would
think he was overwhelmed with admira
tion.
Sister-in-law was quite a near neighbor
of ours and ran in every day; and one
afternoon I oasually mentioned the circum
stance to her as a good joke. Sister-in
law looked very serious.
4 You say Psalter has never mentioned
her,’ she said.
4 Never once,’ 1 replied.
4 Well, I must say, Emma,’ continued
she, 4 that is in itself very suspicious—
very suspicious indeed!’
4 Why Jane V I exclaimed. 4 what can
you mean ? Suspicious tk
4 Reflect one moment, Emma. Would
it not have been more natural for Psalter
to remark 4 That’s a pretty girl,’ or 4 We
have a new neighbor,’ or something of the
sort ? Instead of which he preserved
total silenoe on the subjeot,’ said sister-in
law, emphasizing her remarks with her
forefinger.
4 He has never seen her,’ I replied,
indignantly. 4 1 told yon so— ’
4 Now, Emma, nothing eonld make me
believe that,’ said Jane; 4 and I warn yon
as a sister to watoh the window well, or
you’ll repent it.’
I knew I was foolish, but I deolare I
oould not help thinking of what she said
for hours afterwards, and I caught myself
looking at the. window fifty times a day.
‘ Where are you going V I inquired of
Psalter, as he left the house one morning
just after breakfast was on the table.
He made me no definite answer, but
merely replying that he would return in
five minutes, closed the door and departed.
As I awaited his return, I happened to
turn my eyes towards that window. There
sat the woman but her back was towards
me, and on the window-seat beside her lay
a hat so like Psalter’s. The longer I
looked the more convinced I was that I
was not mistaken; and yet the idea was so
ridiculous, so preposterous, that I felt I
should never have husbanded it for one
moment had it not been for Jane’s sug
gestions. I drove the thoughts away and
went into the house; but when Psalter,
returned, I could not help looking at the
window—and, oh ! dear me ! the hat had
disappeared.
I cried and scolded myself all day long.
In the afternoon I walked around the
block for the purpose of inspecting the
building whieh contained that window. It
was large and full of stores and offices.—
On the ground floor was a confectionary.
I stepped in and bought some oranges,
aud then inquired of the proprietor, who
was a German, ‘ who occupied the first
floor V
‘ Oh! Mr. Sohmit have all de floor,’ was
the reply. ‘ I know not vat you say in
dis country —make many tings which is
not true, in der mouth and der head.’
What oauld he mean 1 A bright thought
struck me ; they were aotors, that must be
it. ‘ Many tings whfoh is not true —in der
mouth, in der head.’ I had a clue at last;
theatrical people are always running off
with other people’s wives and husbands,
and suing for divorces, and intriguing gen
erally, all over the world. Can any one
think of the reason ? Is the secret hidden
in the foot-lights, or rolled up in the our
tain ? Or is there something fatal to fidel
ity in the air of the green-room ? Cer
tain it is, that those who personate ficti
ious heroes, constant to wives and lady
loves through difficulty, and death, and
heroines who would sacrifice everything
save virtue, draw few practical lessons
from their nightly representations of those
virtuous characters. This woman, then, I
dreaded, was an actress, who had come to
the determination of running away with
Psalter.
that hat! why had I seen it 1
Three'days passed away, and again Psalter
went out before breakfast. I watched the
window—l could’nt help it. Oh, dear !
in fifteen minutes there was the hat stand
ing on the sill again! There was a
handkerchief in the hat. The wind was
strong, and every now and then the edge
fluttered out, farther and farther, until at
last it fell out of the hat and floated down
upon the grass-plot, I ran and picked it
up—it was Psalter’s handkerohief, marked
with his name. I thought I should faint
at first, and then my spirit rose, I would put
on my things and walk straight into the
room where I was sure he was, and had
been on the previous morning. I could
easily make a pretext of some sort; no
one would know my motive, except Psalter.
I tied my vail over my face and muffled
myself in my duster, keeping my tears for
the time to come. The stairs were publio,
so I easily ascended to the second floor
without being remarked. The back room
door stood ajar. Oh ! how I trembled as
I peeped in. There sat Psalter, and there
sat the lady, but Psalter was being
shampooed, and, the lady, divinely
beautiful as ever, was made of wax ! I
had been jealous of a block—of a hair
dresser’s sign! I was far more foolish
than poor sister-in-law the Dight we
followed Tom to Brooklyn.
Just as I was retreating, one of the
establishment emerged rather hastily from
the door I was just leaving, and to exouse
my presence, I inquired the price of a pair
of false moustaches, much to his amaze
ment, and beat a hasty retreat.
To this day I have never mentioned one
word of the occurrence to a living soul—
not even to Psalter.
CARDS.
ALDUS J. NEFF, Attorney at Law.*-
Office with B. A. Shaffer, Esq., south-west comer of
Centre Square, Lancaster. may .15, ’55 ly 17
JESSE LANDIS, Attorney at Law.—Of
fice one door east of Lechler’B Hotel, East King street,
Lancaster, Pa.
All kinds of Screening—such as writing Wills,
Deeds, Mortgages, Accounts, Ac., will be attended to with
correctness and despatch. may 15, ’55 tf-17
Abram shank,
ATTORNEY AT LAW,
Office with D. G. Eshleman, Esq., No. 36 North Dokk St.
LANCASTER, PA .
Edward m’govern,
ATTORNEY AT" LAW,
No. 3 South Queen street, in Reed, McGrann, Kelly A
Co.’s Banking Building, Lancaster, Pa.
apr 6 tf 12
Newton lightner, attorney
AT LAW, has his Office in North Duke street, nearly
opposite the Court House.
Lancaster, apr 1 tf 11
Removal.— william b. fordney,
Attorney at Law, has removed his office from North
Queen street to the building in the south-east corner of
Centre Bquare, formerly known as Hnbloy’s Hotel.
Lancaster, april 10
Removal— dr. j. t. baker, hoh
(EPATHIC PHYSICIAN, has removed his office to
No. 60 East King street, next door above King’s Grocery.
Reference —Profesßor W. A. Gardner, Philadelphia.
Calls from the conutry will be promptly attended to.
apr6 tfl2
DR. JOHN M’CALLA, DENTIST.—Office
No. 4 East King street, Lancaster, Pa. apr 18 tf 13
WT. McPHAIL,
. ATTORNEY AT LAW,
mar 31 ly 11 No. 11 N. Duke st„ Lancaster, Pa.
Removal— h. b. swarr, Attorney
at Law, has removed his office to No. 13 North Dube
street, nearly opposite his former location, and a tew doors
north of the Court House. apr 5 3m 12
IIAMUEL H. REYNOLDS, Attorney at
iO Law. Office, No. 14 North Duke street, opposite the
Court House. may 6 tf 16
SIMON P. EBY,
ATTORNEY AT LAW,
OFFICE:—No. 38 North Duke street,
may 11 ly 17] Lancasteb, Pekba.
Frederick s. pvper,
ATTORNEY AT LAW.
OFFICE—No. 11 Nobth Duke street, (west sidb,) Lax
caster, Pa. apr 20 tf 14
Removal— william s. amweg,
Attorney at Law, has removed his office from his
former place into South Duke street, nearly opposite the
Trinity Lutheran Church. apr 8 tf 12
JOHN F. BHINTON,
attorney at law,
PHILADELPHIA, Pa.,
Has removed bis office to his residence, No. 249 South 6th
Street, above Spruce. _
Refers by permission to Hon. H. Q. Lokq,
“ A. L. Hates,
« Feheee Bbiktoh,
“ JThaddecb Stevens.'
noy24 ly*4s
JAMES BLACK, Attorney at liaw.—Of
fice in Bast King street, two doors east of Ladder's
Hotel, Lancaster, Pa. . .
All business connected with his profession, and
all kinds of writing, such as preparing Deeds, Mortgages,
Wills, Stating Aoeounts, promptly attended to.
may 16. tf-lT
PETER. D. MYERS, ,
BEAL ESTATE \AOENT,
' *
will Attend to the Ben ting of, House*, Collecting House
Ana around Bents, Ac. Agencies entrusted to nil cere
will be thankfully received, and carefully attended to.—
Satisfactory reference given. Office N. E. corner of
SEVENTH and 8 ANBOM streets, Second Floor, No. 10.
feb 17 lyfi
SORXVENING & CONVEYANCING,
The undersigned respectfully announces to the publlo
that he has taken the office lately occupied by John A.
Hlest&nd, Esq., where he will be pleased to transact all
business connected with the above profession that may be
placed in his hands.
4®“ Office No. 26 North Duke street, Lancaster, Pa.
0. E. HATES,
City Regulator.
feb 15 ly 6
Removal ,»we nave tnu day »■
to our new Banking House, In EAST KING Bt., whom
the Banking Business In all its varied branches will re
ceive our beat attention.
Interest on deposits will be allowed as heretofore.
Drafts on New York, Philadelphia and Baltimore con
stantly for sale.
Stock, Bonds, and other securities bought and sold in
Philadelphia and New York— and information given as to
their relative value and prospects.
Uncurrent Bank Notes bought and sold, and premium
allowed ou old American coin.
Persons entrusting any business to 'us, whether money
on deposit, or for purchase or sale of Bonds or Blocks, may
depend upon prompt and faithful performance of all eon-
The members of the firm are individually liable for all
Its obligations. JOHN GYGBR, 4 00
rout. Clarkson. Cashier. w " ** *
National pqlice
Great Journal of Crime and Criminals Is in Its Thir
teenth year, and Is widely circulated throughout the coun
try. It is the first paper of the kind published In the
United States, and is distinctive In its character. It has
lately passed into the hands of Ged. W. Matsall A Co., by
whom it will hereafter be conducted. Mr. Matsall was
formerly Chief of Police of New York City, and he will no
doubt render it one of the most Interesting papers in the
country. Its editorials art forcibly written, and of a char
acter that should command for the paper universal sup-
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National Police Gazette,
New York City.
oct 27 tf4l
New grocery.
The undersigned has opened a new Grocery Store in
West King street, next door to the Crow Keys’ Hotel,
where he offers for sale an entire new stock of
GROCERIES,
QUEENSWARE,
FISH, ___
SALT AND FRUIT,
-Wholesale and Retail, cheap for cash. All kinds of Ooun
try Produce bought or taken in exchange for goods.
J JOHN D. BKAHM.
tf 14
Lancaster, April 19, 1859.
Hokse and cattle powder.
TATTERS AL’B HORSE POWDER,
HEAVE POWDER,
ROSIN,
FENNUGREEK
SULPHUR,
GEUBIAN,
CREAM TARTAR,
COPPERAS, Ac.,
For sale at THOMAS ELLMAKER’S
Drug A Chemical Store, West King street, Lanc*r.
feb 9 4
09BYRNE TO THE PUBLIC !
JOHN O'BYRNE, Southeast Comer of Bth and Race
Strtds, Philadelphia
He respectfully claims the patronage of the public. O’B.
has constantly on hand a large stock of seasonable Goods,
comprising UATS, CAPS. STRAW GOODS, RIDING
HAPS, SOFT TRAVELING HATS, INFANTS’ TUR- / M
BANS, Ac., such os are usually found in a first class
Hatting Establishment For the ensuing season O’B has
purchased from first hands, an unusually splendid stock of
FOREIGN and DOMESTIC Leghorn and other Straw Hats*
and Cups suitable for Men and Boys; also Flats for Misses.
O’Bvme’s widely renowned $3 Hats will be produced for
the Spriug uud Summer of 1859, in most exquisite style,
und unsurpassed excellence as to quality and finish, so as
to be equal to any iu the market.
Remember, JOHN O’BYRNE’S Store is at tho southeast
corner of Bth and Race streets. The Sign qf the Lion,
Tiger and Bear surmountß the corner of his store,
apr 20 3m 15
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SUBSCRIPTIONS received at Publisher’s rates In clubs
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The Country Gentleman $2 single copy, $8 five copies.
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In addition we have constantly on hand a variety of
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sonable rates.
Every person interested in soil culture should not be
without one of the above valuable practicle Agricultural
publications, and for the sake of having them all read aud
have the advantage of them, we offer either at the publish
ers’ rates. JOHN SHEAFFER,
may 17 tf 18 Successor to Murray, Young A Co.
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lyli
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PHILADELPHIA.
A Benevolent Institution established by special Endow*
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with Virulent and Epidemic Diseases.
THE HOWARD ASSOCIATION, in view of the awful
destruction of human life caused by Sexual diseases, ana
the deceptions practiced upon the unfortunate victims of
such diseases by Quacks, several years ago directed their
Consulting Burgeon, as a CHARITABLE ACT worthy of
their names, to opeu a Dispensary for the treatment of this
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The Directors of tbe Association, in their Annual Report
npon the treatment oi Sexual Diseases, express the highest
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of their Surgeons in the cure of Spermatorrhoea, Seminal
Weakoess, Gonorrhoea, Gleet, Byphills, the vice of Onanism
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and order a continuance of the same plan for the ensuing
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'age. Other Reports and Tracts on the nature and treat-,
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published for gratuitous distribution, and will be sent to
the afflicted. Some of tbe new wmedles and methods of
treatment discovered daring the last year, are of great
value.
Address, for Report or treatment, DR. J. BKILLIN
HOUGHTON, Acting Surgeon, Howard AssodattOß,Hb. 3
South Ninth Street, Philadelphia, Pa.
By order of tbe Director*.
EZRA D. HEABTWBLL, PrtxidcnL
Eo. Fairchild, Stcraiary. JanlBly'l
Roofing slate.
The undersigned bare on hand and are regular]/ re*
ceiving fresh supplies of ROOFING SLATE, which the/
offer on the most favorable terms to consumers. Slate put
on by the square or sold by the ton. Havingnone but the
best of workmen, all jobs done by us are warranted. As
we have arrangements with the best and most approved
of the Peach Bottom, York county, Slate Quarries,
enabled to offer a quality of Slate that cannot be excelled.
Persons who contemplate building or covering their old
Roofe, will do well to give us a call. None of even the
inferior qualities in the market sold lower. ,
Ai«n a general assortment of Hardware, Paints, Oils,
Cedar Ware, Saddlery, Cattery, 4c.
GEORGE M. BTEENHAN A 00.,
West King st, iAncaster, Pa.
feb 15 6m 6]
WALL PAPER- WALL PAPKE.
VELVET and GILT WALL PAPERS,
VELVET and GILT DECORATIONS,
MARBLE and OAK DECORATIONS,'
MOULDINGS and BORDERS,'
FINE SATIN PAPER,
COMMON DNGLAZED PAPER, _
STDTUES and PIBE-BOARD PRINTS.
Just received a large and oompleta itock< p( tbo »6<?ve
“•a™
mar 22 --
Foa RENT .—An excellent .Fraau
Weather-Boarded STABLE, situate oa th* AU*y.Be
tween South Queen and Prinoe streets, ainT near wart
Vine street, will be leased for one year at a n»d«»trTOti
There isa Carriage Hodie withthe Stable. ... r
Sauiro of the Edltorof the InteHJgeaoer: ' - <-ri^
. mu SO, . •;
NO 26.