PUBLISHED EVERT WEDNESDAY BT H. G. SMITH* GO. A. J. Stein man a. Q. Smith TERMS—Two Dollars per annum, payable in all cases in advance. The Lancaster Daily Intelligencer Is published every ovonlng, Sunday excepted, at $5 per Aunum In advance. OFFlCE—Southwest corner ot Centre Square. §o*inj. “If a Man Dies, Sliall ne lire Again?” Ob. yet we ti list thut somehow good Will he the dual goal of ill, To pangs of nature, sins of will, , Defects of doubt, and taints of blood ; ’»• That nothing walks with aimless feet; That not ouerllie shall be destroyed,* Or cast as inbblsh to the void, Woen God hatn made the pile complete That not a worm Is doyen In vain That a moth with vdin desire Is shrivelled In a lruttless dre, Or but subserves another’* gain. Retold, we know not anything; I can but trust that good shun fail At lost—far off, at lust, to all, And every winter change to spring. -So runs-my dreuni; but what am I An lufaut crying in An lniaut crymg for tno light; And with no langango but a cry. The wish, tout of the living whole No 11/e may full beyond the grave, Derlvos It not from what we have The likest God within the soul? Are God and Nature then at strife, That Nature lends hucli evil dreams Ho caretul of the type she scums, Bo careless oi the life; 'ihat I considering everywhere iier secret meaning in her deeds, And lluding tint oj Ufiy seeds Hhe often brings but ouo to b^ur. I falter where l drmly trod, Aud failing wtih my weight of cares Upon the grt-ul world’s altar-stairs, Thai-slope through darkness up to God, 1 .stretch lurno bauds of faith audgrop*' And gather <!u.i and chair, and i-nl; To AVhat I fuel Is Lord ol ail, Aud luJully trust the larger hops. “.Ho careful of the type*.”’ but no. From scarped elltl ami quarrieu stone She cries, “ A tlmusand typos are gone I care for noth I ng : all sliall go. “ Tliou in ki h: Ihine sjij eul to me; i bring In 11 io, 1 bring lodealh : 'i’lie spirit does but uu'ati t be breath i Know no more.*’ Aud he; shall he, Man, her last work, wnosoemed so fair, Hindi KplHiniid purpose in Ms eyes, Who Milled llxo pnuiin to wintry skies, Who bm It him lanes oi ir;- it less pruyer ; Who 1 1 usted God was lovu, indeed, Anti love, i.reatlon’s Iliutl law — Tliougli Nature, red in tooth and claw Wii.u ravine, tlirluKed agulnsL ms crfttl Wli i loved, who suffered countless Ills, Who battled tor ltie Ti u tliu Just, Be blown iilnillt the di mo t dust, Or HialecTw i: hi u ; M- iron bills ? .No inor.sf? A mons’ei then, adre.im, . A discoid. Driigonsof 'he p/lpie, That, tear other In their slime, Where mellow innde matuhtd with him, Oh, life an fu!lie, then, us frail ! Oh, for thy voice io mjolLip aud bless Wiral hope of a nswer, or redress V 11KIII.NI> the VEIL, ItKJllNl) Til K VKI I,! I From Llpplueolt’s Magazine.) The Price or a Dream. The girls droned on over their exer cises and dictation, even the most stu dious among them somewhat atl’ected liy tiie lunguid warmth of the v spring day, wliich seemed, wit Hint t any warn ing, to have rushed into Hummer aud brought hack a tropical suu. “ (juc lr. (junta a IV” “ A mi ini', (junta • l ' sluriiur.'’ Professor Ulleudorf's brilliant ques tions were a mockery just then, hut to nobody ho much as n> the poor little teacher, who hat perched on her plat form, trying to keep her mind some* .where within night of her duties. It wiw an almost useless ellbrt; the voices would grow more and more in distinct to her ear; the little story somebody translated about an old Span ish king only brought up before her a vague dream of gorgeous palace-rooms filled with courtly crowds, until the wave of scurlet plumes and the sheen of silken robes quite shut out of sight the prosaic benches and desks aud the restless faces actually before her. Then the dream was broken suddenly by the horrible nceentof the stupid girl of the class, who h;ul just begun to read and who, to tfie delight of her compan ions, was muking more uncouth discord than usual of the liquid sounds. “Again!” said Dolores, trying to bring her thought* back where they belonged. “ Please, young ladies, to be quiet.” , Then the stupid girl twisted her mouth in a new effort, and made more appal ling noises than before. Dolores tried conscientiously fora few liues to follow and set her right, hut a breeze stolo in through the opeu window, sweet with the scent of the green woods through wliich it had passed, and the added fra grance of I lie early Dowers in the garden. {Straightway all Bights. and sounds "wore lost, and Unlftres was wan dering in tropical forests, such as she hud ho often seen in her beautiful island home. Poor child ! it was hard; and in bo many things she was a child, in actual years|not much older than several of her pupils, who sat wondering why her face changed so, and- why the lights and shadows passed so strangely across the great black eyes they were given to envy. It was so warm that .-die had put on one of her prettiest white dresses, quite regardless of the fact that the washer woman's bill was of consequence now ; and at the conimencemeutof the lesson an admiring scholar had fastened a red flower in her black hair. She was as elegant in tlmt simple adornment as if she had been a princess about to go to the court ..of which they were reading. There was, too,an indescribablegrace and indolence in her very attitude, which showed so plainly that she was meant lo live in her tropic island and. be luxurious and idle, aud develop into the full summer of her beauty. Only a quaintly firm look to the Eng lish mouth, quite out of keeping with her other features, and the perfeetquiet, even to the folding of her hands, which Bhe maintained in the very height ofher fever and weariuess, showed that with all the indolence ami the Southern lire, an admixture of some colder blood had given her the strength aud endurance which enabled her, the beautiful pas sion tiower, to go daily through the routine of duties that would have been wearing to a New Englaud woman her self. The lesson was almost over; there was a sense of relief in that. She could have five minutes’ breathing-space in the garden, even if au hour at the piano forte, acting jailer to some loathing child, must follow as next in course of the pin-aud-necdle torture. There was a sound of voices in the hall, the authoritative tones of the Lady Abbesß, as somebody had christened the august head of the establishment, aud ible among them. Of course, the girls went on with their lesson, the few who could look through the half open door so rousing the envy of their compan ions that female nature could not have endured long. Dolores did not stir, scarcely heard; the Abbess and tiie visitors were noth ing to her just then. Nothiug was any thing, only the indescribable fatigue which unstrung every nerve, and the wild longing to be gone Lhatstuugeach into .added suffering. “Mayn’t we go to?” a girlish voice asked. “Oh no,” replied the Abbess, suave ly ; “no lessons Interrupted—the laws of the Medes and Persiaus, you know Miss Raleigh.” “The old cat!” muttered one of the girls to her neighbor; and the other added an epithet still less decorous, whereat the stupid girlgiggled! shehad understanding enough to like hearing her autocrat abused, and was obliged to stuff her pocket handkerchief in her mouth, while the girls frowned at her indignantly, it being an axiom never disputed among them that the Abbess could see and hear*even through stone walls. Then, while a girl at one end of the class took up the reading, the rest lis tened to the voice outside with some such feeling as one can fancy Robinson Crusoe having if he had chanced to hear voices on his island. Then the young lady voice in the hall exclaimed— “ What a beautiful girl! Oh do look. May.” / And each girl - that could be seen from the spot where the visitors stood tried to believe that it was she who was be ing looked at; and knowing all the while that it was the Spanish teacher, each in turn would have liked to do something desperate to her, in spite of the,admiration they had on ordinary occasions. But the Abbess was spfeaktog. “Come away,” said she; “I can’t liave Peris even look in at those gates.” Then a vojkjethat had not before made itself heard: “One peep—just one! I want to see your bouquet of blossoms.” A man’s voice—a low, deep voice, even in its mirthfulness—a voice Dolo- <El)c I'ancastcr fntdiigmM VOLUME 70 res had never h&rd before, but which roused her from her languor and made her listen breathlessly, while something away down in hersoul seemed to answer it as if it recognized the sound. There were laughing expostulations from the Abbess, pretty pleadings from the ladies, and a great deal of merri ment, but Dolores only held her breath to hear that voice again, and as the party moved away, it met her ear once more: “ The most peculiar face I ever saw ! She never was meant for a teacher; she looks like a dreamof the South.” The class broke up, and the girls made a group about Dolores, all talking at once. • “It was Miss Raleigh, for one, I know: I wonder who the gentleman was ?” “ Why, her brother, of course. I saw him yesterday, when I went out with Miss Moss.” “Guy Raleigh!” exclaimed half a dozen voices. “Such a splendid crea ture !” “He looks like Lord Byron;” said a sentimental girl. “ Pooh I” retorted an enemy. “You say that of every man; you said old Signor Clementi did.” Then a general laugh at the discom fited one. who disdained to reply, and tried to look like the portraits of Gul ; nare on the instant. Then Dolores sent them oil to their' respective duties, and, mechanically mindful of her own portion, even in her dream, looked at her watch and saw j that there was notamomentleft for the ;garden. She could only capture poor little Minnie Umsted and carry her off to the music-room, fueling a mad impatience at the sound of the white keys, at the* child for tormenting her, at herself for having to vex the little soul; and un der all a pity for the tiny victim and hersejf, which made her long to take her in her arras, that they might have a hearty cry together. So the day drugged on—so the preced ing ones had for weeks and months —so would those to come for weeks and months, each of them so like its prede cessor that they seemed one endless day, with its duties never done aud its wild longings never still. Dolores Grafton —poor Dolores! I think names are sometimes prophetic, and the cold Saxon patronymic only jarred with the "other, and seemed as much out of keeping with her appear ance as the life she led did with her thoughts and aspirations. Her grandfather had been an Knglish inau ; her father, like herself, was born in Cuba of a Spanish mother; but ah, Dolores thought, more happy than she, he had been allowed to die there. . Her Cuba, her beautiful home, hold ing the dreams of her childhood and the graves of her-dead ! and she an ex ile under these cold Northern skies,and the old life gone as completely as if she had stepped into another world. When Dolores was sixteen her father iiad brought her from Cuba aud placed her in that school. Her mother was dead ; the governess who had educated the girl so far chose to marry; there was nothlogfor itbutto bring heraway. Then she was not strong, and they thought the climate might invigorate the little frail body, which was fretted by the passionate soul like a scabbard by a keen Damascus blade. When Dolores felt the necessity, her drop of Kuglish blood enabled her to submit to her fate with tolerable com posure—gave her a feverish power of application which no pure-blooded Cuban could have comprehended, aud energy enough to hurry on with all her might, the sooner to escape. But it hud not been hard; she was petted by everybody; even the stately Lady Abbess smiled complacence with bar whims. She studied only such things as pleased her, according to her father’s express direction : She had boundless pocket-money, stoies of pret ty valuables, and friends who often took her to town for a week’s holiday. The little passion-flower had thriven and bloomed into rapid beauty; but that was all over—the season of enjoy ment and being eared for and petted, all over. A tornado had swept across her spring, aud there was nol a hope leftuuharraed. Six months before, her father had died very suddenly, and died insolvent. There were few* relatives, and none that chose to help and recog nize Dolores. fc>he just had the tiding Hung in upon her that she was an orphan aud desti tute; then was left to weather thestorm or be beaten down as it The friends who had been kind to her since Bhe came to the North had gone to Bra zil; there was no one of whom she could even ask advice. ■ It was in such a crisis that her Saxon blood did her good service ; but for the energy and capability of endurance which it gave her, she must have gone mad or died, though since then she had sometimes thought either fate would have been a blessing. Everybody at the school was full of pity, of course, but she could not bear to be pitied. Even in the first days of utter prostration she could have better borue dagger-thrusts than the vague sympathy femintoe nature has for suf fering in general. Tiie Lady Abbess knew the exact state of affairs ; she could afford to be kind, for her bills had .been paid for the term about to close; besides, she really had a heart somewhere beneath that weight of rules aud regulations by which she measured out life to herself and those uuder her control. She was helped to a decisiou by an other circumstance which arrived op portunely. Her Spanish professor, who came out from town to givelessons,resi dent male teachers not being tolerated on the vestal premises, had quarreled with her and would notcontinue for the next term unless she paid him a higher salary. The Abbess refiected; here was an opening. She might revenge herself on the pedagogue, who thought she would be forced to yield, and she might do a meritorious action; and, erect as she walked the road to heaven, a good work thrown in of her own accord would be a very properthing, the Ab bess thought, aud atraighway felt her self a shining light in a wicked world Dolores might teach Spanish; that was the beginning of the Lady Abbess’ thought, which ended in a mental picau over her own merits. Dolores was a good musician too ; the first training of unruly youthful fingers might be en trusted to her. It would, too, be a suffi cient saving of money to have made any Lady Abbess complacent, for those moustached professors had an idea of their worth. There would be one less male biped to be watched also, for when the professors came the ugliest spinster in the staff of teachers—years of wrin kles beyond the possibility of any weak ness where masculine fascinatious were concerned—had to be set as a Cerberus, lest thepupils should acquire familiarity with questions and answers not set down in any of the marvelous Ollendorf’s pro ductions, either German or Italian. Yes, It could be made to answer ad mirably, this arrangement which oc curred like an inspiration to the mind of the Abbess; and even if there had been slight drawbacks in the way, any woman must have swept them aside for the sake of doing a saintly deed, and gratifying a bit of feminine spite into the bargain. To be sure, Dolores softened all her hissing consonants in a way that no Castilian would have approved, al though. it certainly was musical; but nobody would know that, and even the crabbed professor had once remarked that her Spanish was peculiarly choice and very elegant. So, when the days that had to elapse before the close of the term had run their course, and the Abbess had taken time to elaborate her plan, she laid it before Dolores with all the grandeur of high state voluntarily taking cogniz ance of the woes of ordinary mortals. Poor little Dolores! Suffering had treated her as a cold wind would a flower. But she could understand, and if she could notreason, she could get at con clusions as quick as lightning. It was speedily and the Lady Abbess departed on her tour of relaxation with a mind at peace with all the world, and told everybody she saw on her way through town that she had reasons which caused her to discharge the Span ish professor, whereby he lost more pu pils, and cursed her in broken English, in every sense very appalling to hear. School was over; even the under teachers were gone, with the exception of the dragon before mentionen by her familiar title of Cerberus; she never re quired any relaxation,and stayed to rule the servants and gird at such of the pu pils as were doomed to remain during the vacation. So Dolores had that season wherein to grow famiiiafr with her grief and her new life. She had lovedher lather with such blind idolatry; with her, love must always be worship. There were no half feelings in her nature; she was always in extremes. The doubt was weather the slender physique could endure till the passionate nature had calmed itself with years, if indeed it were possible that it could ever reach such a consummation. The least excitement made her heart beat with such throbs that she could exhaust weeks of vitality in an hour, and her undisciplined life had only made her still more eager for sensations. I said that by her father’s orders she had been allowed great freedom during her school days, and had only studied the books which pleased her —Italian, 'because the glowing poetry was like draughts of bright wine to her soul; such portions of History as helped her on in her gorgeous fancies ; and as for novels, ah, she had managed to obtain those contraband by the score. The weeks of vacation passed, and their loneliness made Dolores loDg for any change. The new life began—a life of routine and duty, which was at first irksome, then maddening, then a loath some weariness, which left her to grow more and more shadowy, and her great eyes to burn and dilate till they seemed to make half her face. The Abbess had cautioned her about maintaining a dignified carriage and that sort of thing; she need not have been afraid. Soon the girl had not life enough left even to smile, and yet once her laugh had been the gayest sound the old house ever heard. She had no fellowship with the teach ers. They disliked her now for what they thought her Spanish pride ; at times she fairly hated them for their precise ways, their stilted speech, their tyranny over the girls in trifles, their obsequiousness to their employer, and the seeming composure with which they went through the changeless round of cares so chafed against. Probably she was unjust; very likely they suffered too, or they were younger; but the Abbess possessed a wonderful faculty for administration, and kept her teachers at the treadmill by her unvaryingdignity and firmness. Everything in the establishment went ou as regularly 7 as if it had been moved by machinery ; each hour had its appointed duty, which nothing short of an earthquake could have been al lowed to put aside; and Dolores learned to dread the stroko of the bell which | rang out like a groan at the expiration of every sixty minutes. As the months went on, ami her head aches and nervous horrors of all sorts increased, that sound absolutely haunt ed her dreams : it led her to her father’s grave ; it pealed over tier head on the brink of the precipice; it was the knell which ushered in always her worst and most feverish dreams. The Abbess did not mean to over work her; the other teachers, in spite of their little womanly jealousies, did not wish to be cruel; but for years they had all been going on under the high pressure principle till their nerves had hardened into iron, and they forgot how many had dropped by the way because their nerves would not harden, and never remembered that this tropical plant must at least be seasoned gradu ally. So more and more duties fell to her share; she had none but the Spanish classes and a few beginners in music ; therefore she could do this or add that lesson; and she did not complain. She had an insane horror of not earning her salary—of beiDg retained out of charity: that thought was a spur which kept a raw spot always in her soul, so con stantly did she thrust it in when it seemed impossible to endure another moment —when she loDged to throw the books at her pupils’ heads; to fallonthe floor and shriek until she brought the whole house about her; to do some thing, anything, which might break that monotony and give her a momen tary relief. Do you get an idea of the creature I am trying to describe? do you under stand trad pity her? Perhaps all thia iB tiresome to you, but I had nothing to tell beyond the un folding of her character, aud the state, mental and physical, in which she was when another crisis came, for it did come. It was the day on which Dolores heard that voice, and avoice somewhere in her being answered it with a rush of gladness. She felt that something within her soul, which all this time had lain moaning in its dark prison-house, started up at that sound aud stretched its bonds to the utmost, trying to reach upward. It may sound foolish and overstrained; but do not say so because such thiDgs have not been familiar to your expe rience ; they are not unnatural. Heaven help us! 'I have ceased to think that anything is unnatural; life has taught me that the wildest incident in a sensation novel is feeble compared to much that happens about us every day. She heard that voice in her dreams when sleep found her; she woke with its music in her ear. Eor three days after, everything, wherever she moved, whatever she did, was in keeping with that cadence. Three days, and then Sunday came. She went to church always with the Lady Abbess, and sat in her seat, just in front of the one which held such pu pils as did not, from parental example or comrahud, seek the chill of dissenting chapels. It was odd that Dolores was not a Roman Catholic, but her grandfather had been an English Churchman, and the dear old faith had descended to her with its beautiful simplicity and its blessed aids. If she had only known how to employ them ! So there she was in her place, and raising her eyes from her prayer-book, Dolores looked full in a face which she had never seen before—looked till in that brief glance her very soul seemed to go out. She knew that the voice which she had heard was his, that pale, handsome man’s —he who was so intently regard ing her, not impertinently, almost uu conscious of his own scrutiny, iu the wonder he felt at her unlikeness to any thing he had ever seen before. Going out of church, heand his party were brought close to the Lady Abbess aud her flock, and exchanged saluta tions with her. Dolores held her breath to catch his voice; it was the voice which, had been haunting her. From that moment a new life began for the girl. It was not only that she went back to her dreams and gave him a place thereto—listened to his voice, hearing it so plainly that often she woke from sleep crying out in answer. All these things would have been bits of girlish romance, such as many a quiet woman could recall. But she loved this man. She never analyzed her feelings—she did not try to think ; she just followed that voice out into her new world. His soul had called hers—she was his; whether he would come to claim her she could not tell or wonder. It was the beginning either of a new existence, or it was the spell which must wear the last bodily Jink away, and send her spirit to wait beyond until he had finish ed his work here and could join her. You shall not say thatitis absurd. I am telling you the exact truth; T have no need to exaggerate. Oh the days! the days! Never a day when she did not expect him to appear; no one entered the room suddenly during class that she did not stop breathing; she never walked out that her heart did not rush on to such expectancy that she was as tired as if she had taken a week’s march. Life and strength waste rapidly in such fevers. It is possible to pass through a state of feeling like that—to live beyond it—to be so changed that one looks back on the old self with wondering pity, perhaps genuine laugh ter ; but when it came upon poor little Dolores she had been like a drooptog lily that only needed one more strong gust to break it down. The Raleighs had guests at .their housei; other people who had country seats in the neighborhood were estab * * . therein, and had brought troops of friends to enliven their solitude; and the village itself was a favorite resort during the summer months for persons fond of making wandering nomads of themselves at that season. Gayefcies of all sorts were naturally the result of these combinations, and the reports thereof came up the hill into the quiet of Minerva’s halls, in spite of the precautions employed by the Abbess to prevent any murmur from the frivo lous world penetrating the cold dignity of those classic shades, and sorely dis LANCASTER PA. WEDNESDAY MORNING FEBRUARY 3 1869 tracted the young birds whom she and her attendant owls were endeavoring to train into chanting the notes of their wisdom. More thau that; all invitation to a pic-nic for the Lady Abbess. She was to bring three or four of her elder charges, who would study all the better after a little amusement, Miss Raleigh said; and, above all, the little Cuban teacher; she must come at any hazard, foreverybody was wild about her.. "Whereat the Abbess shook her stately head, in doubt as to the propriety of a teacher of hers performing such extraor dinary feats with people’s brains; still she was loth to offend Miss Raleigh, and in her grand, high priestess way rather enjoyed occasional relaxation upon her own account. She would reflect. Ah, the party was for the next day, an impromptu affair, and therefore certain to be pleasant, Miss Ra- j Ifeigh said. Should she consult Miss Frost as to her choice amoDg the girls to be honored ?—Miss Frost, better known as Cerberus-among the pupils, but the Abbess, not being aware of that, thought of-her by her chilly patronymic. On the whole, she. would not; the girls who were most certain to deserve the pleasure by their applica tion and regard for thejr duties were sure to be amoDg the ugly, awkward 6quad, and the Abbess -felt that on an occasion like this she ought to present her choicest, as far as appearance went. While she was shaking her head and looking up for counsel to the bust of Pallas which decorated her study, a rumor of what was iu store crept—no mortal could have told how—into the class-rooms, and, as it made its way aloDg like an increasing wind, drove every girl who caught it out of her senses on the instant. Who would be selected? That was the question, and fortunately au hour’s respite from les ! sons gave the eager creatures au oppor -1 tuuity to discuss the matter. Discussion became animated, and conflicting opin ions were expressed in tones equivalent to what would have taken the form of a ‘‘stand up and a ring” among boys. The ugly girls tried to believe that dili gence and subordination would comb out triumphant, but were laughed to, scorn by all the beauties; they were; not going to be asked to repeat I verses or explain geological formations. As if goodness would count here, in deed! And what would? was the angry cry from among the group of the hatchet-faced. Then the beauties looked at each other and tossed their headsund said, “Never mind what! —not any j mustyyold ’ologies, at all events.” j At last tho Abbess sent for four of her and the Cuban, and then all knew that the flat was pronounced. From that moment those’who had been mostuuremittingiu their efforts to obey rules aud to be studious, felt, as many of us have dene at times, that though there may be truth iu the old proverb, that Virtue is itn own reward,” the reward is usually so very slight it is not worth having. Poor girls? there was no help for them, no comfort, except such as their female instincts might teach them to fiud in abusing the Abbess aud rakiDg up unpleasant memories in regard to the group she had chosen; and they proved their claims to approaching womanhood then, for they dissected the brazen things in very creditable style for such youug anatomisls. “ You will like to go? ” the Abbess said to Dolores when the triumphant quadrilateral had disappeared. “ You will enjoy a little amusement ? ” Dolores was coughing, aud there was a bright red spot ou her cheek; her pulses had all started at a gallop with the earliest words. The Abbess noticed for the lirst time how delicate she look ed, and checked a brief exordium she had contemplated iu regard to the friv olity of amusements in general. A sud den thought pricked her conscience a little; the girl had ‘been overworked, and a day of pleasure would do her good. Really, she must take time to see that the creature got rest, aud had some thing strengthening administered out of a medicine bottle. Discipline for the mind, calisthenics, and a certain abom inable tonic prepared by a physician in whom she had unlimited faith, would, the Abbess believed, set right all the ills that flesh or soul is heir to. Never anything prettier walked down the hall to meet the Abbess than Dolores, next day, in her festal dress of rose-colored muslin floating about her in diaphanous clouds, half covered by a great shawl, which had been her mother’s, of that marvelous lacework into which the Spanish nuns used to net the long hours in their gloomy con vents. “ I don’t know bow I could have fancied you had not looked well lately,” said the Abbess, warming into genuine admiration. “I feel liken bird! ” cried Dolores. “ Let us go; 1 breathe again—l live ! ” The Abbess was somewhat shocked at her exaggerated manner, but luckily none of the young ladies were near to be contaminated ; so she only gave her a gentle caution concerning the decorum necessary to be preserved on every oc casion by the sex—above all, by such members of it as held a place to her learned halls. “Let me forget restraints to-day!” pleaded Dolores, too wild with excite ment to dread even the Abbess. “ Let me live: to-morrow I will come back. Let me have this one day.” Really, the Abbess was at a loss what to answer. She eyed her with surprise, like a venerable owl looking at a car dinal bird ; then contented herself with admiring her dress and requesting her to summon the young ladies. The pic-nic was in a delightful wood, and a pretty sight the gay groups looked when the Abbess aud her charges ap peared among them. In the depths of her chilly old heart the Abbess w T as .charmed aud flattered at the sensation which her arrival created, not taking the four pretty girls and our Cuban into her consideration of the matter as fully as another might have done. Miss Raleigh claimed Dolores atonce. “You darling little seuorita!” said she, carrying her off to join her special group, “ we have all been dying to know •you since the day we peeped into the school room. I have caughtour tropical bird at last! ” she exclaimed as she led Dolores up to her friends. They all surrounded her at once— three or four women charming enough to be able to like other women—elegant, high-bred meo, such as Miss Raleigh had a faculty of gathering about her. “ This is Mrs. Haydon,” she went on rapidly; “and this is my dear May Summers. I can’t call you Miss Graf ton ; we may say seuorita, mayn’t we? ” Then sho presented the men, and Miss Raleigh had the most charming and original manner possible, and could do whatever she liked in the prettiest way; and —besides, she was a great heiress. It was very pleasant, and if her man ner was a little patronizing, Dolores could not notice it then ; moreover, it was no vulgar feeling which animated Miss Raleigh; she only felt as if she had caught some rare, beautiful bird, and wanted its charms to be admired. Everybody was devoted to her, and she talked and laughed till, between pleasure and the expectation all the while at her heart, Dolores flashed into such marvelous beauty that the very women could have worshipped her. “Where can that brother of mine be?” exclaimed Miss Raleigh at last. “If he only knew whom we have here!” Just then he came sauntering toward them; another moment and he was sitting near Dolores. She had heard him speak her name, and had gone straight up through the ivory gates into the full sun! She knew that there was a great deal of laughter and idle conversation—that she herself laughed and talked like a wild thing, but he was very quiet. Presently the little group was forced to break up, and she found him by her again. He was saying, “ You look tired now ; you must sit still, I think.” The reaction had suddenly become felt: Dolores was so weak that she could hardly stand. She was glad to do as they told her—to lean back against the cushions and eat the delicious ice which somebody brought. She did not even wonder, as other dreamers would have done, if it could be real; she intoxicated herself with the happiness of the hour; she managed to live as much during that afternoon as ordinary people do in a year. He talked about her island home, which he knew well; he was familiar with the details of her story, and had tact to avoid whatever could be painful. He so quickly understood her; he com prehended from her unconscious words how galling and wearing her life was, and he pitied her; at least.that day should be pleasant. Guy Haieigh was a delightful companion. He had all his sister's, brilliancy and originality, and a manner toward woman that was the perfection of chivalrous courtesy. His very voice had a caress in it; I don’t know any other way to express what I mean. It was fortunate that he was not a flirt; he did enough michief as it was, without being aware of his power. But how could he, or even a man given to believe in his own fascinations and foDd of essayingthestrength,there of, have thought the results of that one afternpon were to prove important? She seemed little more than a child to him at first, and he only desired tomake this day a sunny spot in memory, on which her fancy could restduringcom ing days of loneliness. But as they talked she astonished him every now aDd then by some passionate utterance, which showed how deeply she had at heart such subjects as bad touched her feelings ; for it was true of her, as it is of so many impulsive women, in regard to what interested her she could not be said to reflect—she only felt. Guy found himself well repaid forhis efforts to brighten the youngexile’seky a little; she was a new revelation to him in the way of womanhood. . And Dolores talked as she had never done to any one 7 she could not remember that he was a stranger—could only give her self up to the might of her dream, and be led on as passively as we are some times in sleep through a vision in which the mo3t wonderful thiDgs seem natur al ; and sights aud sounds so unearthly that we could not find a name for them in our waking hours, are at once recog nized and perfectly understood by some mysterious self within. I think this sounds somewhat tran scendental, and I am afraid overstrain ed, yet it is truth that lam writing truth at least to those uufortunates whose physical organizations seem to be ouly buudles of nerves for the soul to play on at ‘will. But I might write pages of this sort and leave you no near er a comprehension of the matter, unless it is already a mournful fact with you that no after reality can ever be half so beautiful or powerful as one of those wild dreams which come to a heart that lias been feeding on itself in its dreary solitude. His sister and their party aiued to make the hours golden to Dolores, for whom they had all been seized with an enthusiasm; andduring the wholeafter | noon they made a little queen of her. i The school girls looked on in wonder, I and perhaps thought they might as well have stayed up on the hill among the owls as to come down there and watch the Spanish teacherbe set up on a ped estal for all those men to worship. The Abbess had her doubts in regard to the propriety of such marked attentions j being bestowed upon one of her hired i subordinates; but Miss Raleigh man ! aged that she should be kept in a state of serenity, and it all did not matter: Dolores was the feature of the day. Was she happy ? Great heavens! if Dives could have gone straight up over the gulf, do you think he would have been happy? She saDg to them her sweetest Spanish songs; she talked with her bewitching little accent, her con versation rendered more charming her foreign habit of choosing the strong ex pressions which she had caught from books, her face gathering new beauty as her heart soared higher and higher into the light. And while she sang, Guy Raleigh was bending over her ; his rare smile was for her, his pretty, earnest speeches netted themselves like sun*; beams over her very soul. Look you! it is sad to write thesf* things, because they are true, however ! much we may deny and laugh them to j scorn; and whatweouglitto beashamed I of is not their verity*, but the fact that! life hqs only left us the ability to scout ; or deride it. ! “ Now you must not sing any more,” Guv said : “ these peopleare merciless." “I think they are all very kind,” Dolores answered : “ everybody in your world must be perfect if all are alike these.” “ They catch a little light from.your radiance,” he said, - smiling ; and the poor, hackneyed compliment was so fresh and new to her that it was like a beautiful poem. “ You like to dance, I am sure,” he continued a 9 he saw the musicians whom he had engaged com ing up over the hill. “ With all my heart!” sheanswered, and then laughed at herself. “ I know —you smile—that is not what one says: it is had English.” “Very good English, I think, and entire truth, I am sure,” said Guy, laughing too. “ Yes,indeed, so I believe.” “ Then lam glaffl thought of it. I told my sister I was sure after shnset it would be cool enough.” “Oh, of course. It is so pleasant here. Ah, the dear day!—how faded to-morrow will look by the side of it!” “I am afraid that is the worst of great enjoyment,” said Guy : “ it has a trick of making ordinary days rather pale.” “ No matter,” she cried, recklessly: “ the red ones get burned in so that we can’t forget them,” He looked so earnestly at hoi - , with such a grave expression gliding like a shadow over his smile, that she said, hastily. “ Was that wrong? Ought 1 not to have said that ?” “ Indeed, it was qyfte correct,” he re plied, “ and just what I have often felt, though I could not have expressed it so prettily ; our cold English turns into poetry.in your mouth.” “ But you looked so grave.” He could;not well tell her his thought, which had been one of pity as helisteued to her words, wondering what that un disciplined nature could do with life, and if itself would be kind and gentle since she had no one to guide. “I think I must have looked grave because the day is so near gone,” he said. "But we won't think of that! I al ways shut my eyes to the dark and let it come suddenly ; at least, then I can’t sec how black it is.” “ I believe thatwouldbewise. After all, the actual blow is seldomsohard to bear as the anticipation of the sorrow.” “ Oh, the dark word !” she cried with a shiver. “ Don’t speak it—don’t make me rememberit.” “You ought not even to know the meaning of it,” he answed, softly.— Then he saw her face change, and led her carefully away from the subject, but she knew that he pitied her, and it was a pleasure to be his debtor, much as the sympathy of ordinary people irked her. Their conversation was brokeu in upon, as it had been so often: several of the gentlemen came each to claim Dolores on some pretence, vowing that Guy was neglecting his duties, being in a sort host. “Not I,” said Guy. “At the first I washed my hands of the whole affair. Miss Summers, I call you to witness.” “So you did, until we proposed send ing for the senorita,” replied Miss Sum mers, laughing. So it was for her that he had taken all the trouble? She did not speak, but, I swear, many a man would have thought himself well repaid for daring toil or danger just for that one quick glance of her great eyes. “I think he has his reward,” Miss Summers whispered to his sister.— “ What a little witch it is! Iflwerea man—” “ Yes. You needn’t take the trouble to finish! Female praise couldn’t go higher. But, indeed, lam so interest ed in her, I can’t let her stay at that horrid school.” “It must be dreadful,” Miss Sum mers owned. “Dreadful? With those chattering magpies of school-girls and that patent refrigerator of an Abbess ? Purgatory, my dear, no less—the sort of frozen one Dante describes.” After sunset they danced under the trees, and to see Dolores waltz was a sight to have made Saint Anthony’s head swim. She was waltzing with Guy; his arm encircled her waist, his curls touched her forehead. If she could have died at that moment! I suppose that is almost wicked, but I cannot help it. Did you never—you, grown worldly now ana cold —feel such exquisite happiness that it seemed ex istence oulminated then—that any after bliss must be faded in comparison—till that mad thought crossed your mind, Better to die in the height of the fever? Oh, don’t let ub always lie to ourselves. Maybe we could not feel so to-day; per haps we are wiser, yes, even better, in that we cannot; but oh the days marked with a white Btone! is there anything like them? But up came the Abbess, stem as a Fate. It was growing dusk—discipline i 1 I • V. must be preserved ? She gathered her unwilling flock to go, and nobody could gainsay her; she would have mounted the highest pedestal of her dignity at the baredidea. “The Jaws of the Medea and Per sians, you know, dear Miss Raleigh,” said she—the remark she made ou all [ possible occasions; and Miss Raleigh 3 felt that she would have liked to pull t her hair down. So Dolores had to come . back to earth again, but his voice was i last in her ear —his hand the last to i touch hers. Dolores was content. It did not matter that when the ex » citement wore oil' 6he was unable to stand—that all night she lay’ sleepless 1 on her bed. She was happy. I She went through the duties of the next days.; she could endure them be cause she was looking forward—to what she did not know. Rut they were al most ovgr ; she felt that herJife was to tend suddenly far away 'from that beaten path. The Abbess received an invitation for herself and Dolores to dine at the Ra leigh mansion. She bad no mind to re fuse ; she was feeling more plainly every day that Dolores was out of place, and she hoped that Miss Raleigh’s fancy would continue—that she would take her away to be a companion or find her more congenial duties. Dolores had been so unwell for two days that she was forced to lie on her bed except during the class-hours; but nobody knew it. Indeed, she could not have said that she was ill; she suffered no pain, only she was utterly’ without strength ; and when her heart would begin'to whirl at some new rush of thought, she coughed a little sharp cough, which prostrated her completely. But when the time to dress came she was able to rise, and anticipation aud excitement gave her that false strength which most people have felt in some meDtal crisis, the reaction from which, when the necessity for action is over or the pleasure at an end, is wortli more tbau a month of ordinary illness. It was not,a large party; as Dolores ■ looked about the library where the peo ple were collected, she saw that she knew everybody there. bhe was first to-night also, because the sympathies of the whole party were up in arms. She ought to be set free; she was dying ; but what could be done no one would have decided if Miss Raleigh had not fortunately been prac tical as well as enthusiastic. She had 1 laid her own plans, and intended to carry them out, and they were sensible, as was usually the case with her judg- 1 ments. * 1 For a time, Dolores was almost as white as her dress, and she sat very quiet near the Abbess, who was talking learnedly to some heavy mau about mineralogy; but she looked so differ ent from anybody else that it was im - posible to keep one’s eyes off her. She was dressed as any girl might have been, but somehow there was a fairly' regal look to the scarlet scarf she had flung over her shoulders, and an odd ornament that she wore iu her huir completed the toilette. It was a pas sion-flower of the most delicate enamel studded with gems—just the sort of striking tiling one can so seldom lay hands on ; and it seemed fairly a type of the girl. Pretty soon, Guy Raleigh came and stood by her and began to talk, and then she blossomed into beauty again, and the passion-flower trembled ominously ou its delicate stem with the quick mo tions of her little head. Guy noticed it, liaviug an artist’s eye for color and beauty. “ It is certainly very appropriate,” he said. “ It was what my father called me,” replied Dolores, “ so he gave me this.” “ Passion-flower,” said Guy, ami he thought that truly she looked it. bhe was an interesting psychological study to him; then, too, she had a strange, nameless charm for him which any man would have felt—which would have given jjier a dangerous powercould she have lived in the world and become conscious of that magnetic influence. So they talked for a few moments: then the last guest arrived and dinner was announced. Guy had to go and offer his arm to the great lady of the oc casion—some foreign ambassador’s wife, who had strayed into that pretty spot for a week, along with her friends, all of whom were as much out of place as ca.nelias iu a wood. She waa what irreverent young men of the present generation term a “ heavy bird,” the jeweled ambassadress, and spoke several languages with an out landish accent and jumbled them all to gether in a perplexing fashion ; so that as Guy took his seat at the table he looked rather enviously toward the place where Dolores sat with a very agreeable man at her side. As for her it was enough that she could see him, could feei his eyes often turned toward her. Her beautiful dream went on without a break. It was after dinner, and Mis 3 ltaleigh had at length an opportunity of opening to Dolores her scheme of having litr come to live with her and teach her Spanish. The doors had unclosed ; this was the change she had felt to be near at band. They talked for some time, antimatters were easily carried so far that it was de cided Dolores should come as soon as the Abbess could provide herself with an other governess. “ She has been kind to me, and I must be honest,” Dolores saidquaintly. ‘‘Oh, of course, you darling! You don’t mind my laughing when you say things in such an earnest way?” “ No, indeed ; itdoes me good to laugh and to hear you Jaugh.” “ And you say such pretty things!” cried Hiss ltaleigh. “ You shall laugh now, I promise you ! Poor little bird! You have been dull enough ali these months, I know.” “Each day I thought I should die,” said Dolores, not hesitating to speak outright, now that the way of release was opened. “At least for a long time I thought that then it seemed us if I must be dead, and there could never be any more change.” ‘*-But that is all over now.” “Yes. Oh thank you! thank you!” “I may thank you instead,” replied MissKaleigh; “you are doing me the greatest possible favor. Aud you must come as soon as you cau, I shall be so dreadfully alone. These people Hit to-morrow. Well, that’s not so much matter, but Guy also will start in a few days.” It seemed to Dolores that the white hand laid so caressingly on her shoulder had suddenly thrust a knife into her heart. She must know—she must ask where waa he going. She should die raving in a moment. But MissKaleigh went on: “Guy will only be gone for a fort night, but he comes back for so short a time ; and then, you know,.l shall lose him for good.” “ Lose him !” repeated Dolores. “What do you mean?” “Why, didn’t you know he was going to be married?” Dolores did not speak ; she was lean ing back in the shadow. “He will be married early in autumn —such a lovely girl! Didn’t you hear us laughing at dinner about her por trait; It was one she bad painted and sent tome, but Guy put it in his library.” There waa something in Dolores’ throat like a rush of hot blood—a thou sand sparks danced before her eyes; she gave one gasp of pain. “Areyou ill?” MissKaleigh asked. She would not faint; if it was death she would not die yet. “No, only a little pain. Air—l want the air! Take me to see the picture.” “I’ll send Guy,” Miss Kaleigh an .swered; “I must go to those tiresome people. Butyoulookso— “Don’t mind me—don’t notice; it is nothing!” The hostess went to her brother and bade him take the senorita away. “She looks as if she dying. She wants to see Isabel’s portrait; take her in there.” Meanwhile, Dolores sat by absolute force of will, keeping back the strange sensationsolike death which had raised upon her. Guy came up and said, kindly, “We will try the library; my sister says you are not well.” She saw thatshe could scarcely stand, but not knowing exactly what to say— the usual predicament of men when ill ness is concerned—he put her hand through his arn) and they went into the library. Dolores looked eagerly about. “I want to see the picture,” ahesaid. He led her up to it. She stood and looked at the sweet, fair face in silence for a few moments. “What is her name?” she asked suddenly. “ Isabel Grey,” be answered. . She was deathly white—only the red spot flamed on one cheek, and her eyes were dilated with pain; her hand pressed hard to her throat. “And you love her?” she said, brokenly. He smiled as he might have done at a child. “ Nobody loves mfe” she moaned— “ nobody.” He tried to say something kind; her appearancefrightened him, but he could not tell what to do. “Speak my name,” she exclaimed — “say Dolores.” He repeated it catching the very tone; she smiled. “You will be happy,” she said in a broken way; “you will be happy ! Don’t talk to her about me. I am—” She gave a little shudder; he caught her as she tottered back from his arm, crying out in horror when he saw that his hands 'were stained with the blood flowing from her lips. His voice brought in the whole party; they found Guy supporting the insensible girl, her bend drooped over bis arm. They thought feke was dead at first, but fortunately one of the guests was a physician, who was wise enough to.employ the proper remedies on the instant. There was no way of her being moved, even if Miss Raleigh would have per mitted—not that such a barbarity would have been possible to her nature. So in one of the pleasantest rooms of the old house, Dolores lay helpless, forbidden to speak or make the least effort at motion, and her kiud friend watched beside her. The party broke up and went its waj’s, and left the perfect quiet neces sary. Guy waited for a few days before he started on his journey ; she was not able to see him. That some, dim per ception of the truth did not cross his mind it would be folly to assert, but he put it aside. He was not that meauest of God’s creatures, a man given to thinking himself beloved by every wo man that smiled on him; in his posi tion, any dwelling ou the present inci- dent would have been a sin. Two weeks passed, and Dolores was able to be helped out of bed, aud, at her express desire, to be placed on a couch in the library. There was little chance of recovery the physicians said; the chest was naturally weak ; there Lad been a great deal of overwork—some strain on the mind too; but the hemorrhage seemed to have been caused by some great ami sudden shock. Could anybody tell if there had been such? It was a ques tion no one could answer. The school-girls could remember liow she had coughed of a morning; the Ab bess recollected, with a little remorse, the hard labor of the past months ; hut it was all too late now. Kasy enough to trace the progress of the disease through its successive stages, butnoone could answer the medical men’s inquiry. Perfect quiet was the only thing, they said ; with that she might rally and live for some months. Any excitement, i©>y new shock, would be. fatal. If it had been a younger sister, Miss Raleigh (could not have been more patient and affectionate. She was a glorious type of a woman, whom it is a shame should only be thus scantily sketched. Dolores would lie for hours while Miss Raleigh read to her—lie and watch those two portraits; for one of Guy hung near that of his betrothed. She never spoke ot him—never asked a question; only once, when she saw that Miss Raleigh was regarding her, she said, abruptly, “I prayed for both always—remember that.” What Miss Raleigh suMpccied or be lieved no human being ever knew, not even her brother. She did not answer Dolores’words 'ter a little she said, “ When you grow strong enough, you and I will go to Cuba. You would lrkc that ?” Dolores looked at her with a heavenly smile : then she shook her head. “Nomisgiviugj,” returned her friend: “ I can’t allow them, my beautiful passion-flower!” For she often called her that now, since Dolores had told her she liked it because her father had given her the pame. ‘‘The poor little passion-flower is ighted,” said Dolores ; “she has been k> long away from the sun.” “But. I am sure you get stronger every ly, dear. You shall besopetted! Oh, I had only known you months ago!” Dolores laid her hand on* her head as le kDelt by the couch. “Don’t a9k ie to live, Emily,” she said t and her dec sounded like that of a tired child. “I hope it isn’t wicked, but 1 can’t even try to.” And Miss Kaleigh could not speak, “ I want them to pray in the church,” she went on, “ but only for God’s peace to the dying. Oh, I can't get well—l couldn’t take up life again.” Dolores’ possessions had been brought down from the school, and at her re quest one day Miss Kaleigh searched out the casket which contained her various tr»nkets. She selected several for such of the school-girls as she had fancied,and made Miss ltaleigh promise to wear the rest: all but one ornament —she put aside the passion-flower which Guy had admired. When she was alone she took it out of the casket again and looked at it. “ The thorns are in my heart,” she said—“the blossoms are all about her.” She raised her eyes to the portrait of Isabel, which looked smilingly down upon her. “ Each way is as God pleases,” she added, as if addressing a living person. She could reach the table as she sat; she took up a pen, wrote a few lines on a scrap of paper and folded it carefully about the passion-flower. As she laid it back in the box, Miss Kaleigh came into the room, gently as usual, but the moment Dolores looked in her face she knew who had arrived. “ Are you able to see a visitor? ” Miss Raleigh asked. “It is your brother,” Dolores an swered ; “ let him come in.” She spoke so quietly that Miss Ka leigh did not scruple to comply with her request; indeed, she had seemed much stronger all that day. Guy was outside the door, and when he heard her words he came softly into the room. Dolores started from the couch and made a step forward. Miss Kaleigh uttered a warning exclamation. Butthe warning changed to a cry of fear; Do lores reeled forward. A second time Guy caught her in his arms, and aguin her heart’s blood dyed his hands. There was no help possible this time ; she realized it at once, and told them so. “Let me die here,” she whispered; and after he had placed her on the couch, Guy still supported her head oil his shoulder. It was very brief; almost before Miss Kaleigh could reach the door to sum mon assistance it was all over. “Guy!” she said once, in a voice so sweet that all his life after it seemed as if an angel had called. With her last consciousness her eyes turned on his face —she was gone ! They found the jeweled flowerand the paper, on which was written, “You may give this to Isabel, Guy.” But Guy Kaleigh never did bestow the ornament upon his bride, nor was it ever mentioned between him aud his sister, but she often wondered, woman like, if he will ask to have it placed on his breast when he sleeps for the last time, for she is very certain that the beautiful flower which was like an omen is carefully hidden among his most secret treasures. Years have passed since then. Guy Kaleigh is a happy husband and proud father to-day, but often, when he is more than usually grave and silent, I wonder if his thoughts have goneback to that half-revealed romance, which under other circumstances might have so changed his life. Dolores has gone away: Ido not like to talk about the lost being dead. She is living her life beyond our sphere. It will be made plain to us one day— each In his turn. Happy Dolores ! Frank Lee Benedict. Terrible Death. A colored man met with an awful death in the neighborhood of New Paris Ky., a few nights since. A neighbor, a white man, had killed his hogs and left them out at night. The negro undertook to steal one, and was in suen a hurry to secure the pork that he forgot to remove the gambrel stick. To reach his home it was necessary to cross a fence. In doing so he placed the hog on the top rail, apd itis supposed that it slipped —at any ratptbe negro’s head was caught in the opening of the hind legs, and his neck was broken by the stick. He was found next morning dead, the bog on one side of the fence, and he on the other with hisjhead fast as described. NUMBER 5 I Union Pacific Raftrond—One thousand lilies Completed. The last Imlleiiu of progress upon the Union Pacific Railroad gives some remark able facts. The first is that one thousand miles are finished and in operation west of Omaha, reaching across and beyond the Rocky Mountains and into the val ley of Great Salt Lake. Great as is-tbia fact, it can only be duly appreciated whore we consider how short has been the time within which it has been accomplished. Three years ago only forty miles were built, two hundred and sixtv-five mile were added in 1866, two hundred and seventy-five in 1867, and about five hundred miles in 1868. Such rapidity-of construction has had no parallel in all the history of railroud en gineering. Another fact, of still greater interest to the financier and to all who are concerned in the material growth of our western country, is that the Uoion Pacific road, as yet in complete, and'dependent, as we have said, upon the busiuess which it has itself created or stimulated, earned, in the venr 1868, more than five million dollars, the details of which are as follows: From Passengers $1,024,005 07 “ Freight 2,040,233.19 “ Express 51.423 08 “ Mails 136,235 50 “ Miscellaneous 01,626 27 M Government troops 104.077.77 " “ freight 440,440.33 “ Contractors’ men 201,170 05) “ “ material... 068,430.32 If such an amount of paying traffic can bo derived from local business, upon au aver age distance in operation of less than 700 miles, there can be no possible doubt of tbe road having all its carrying facilities tuxed to tbe utmost, when the whole line if finish ed, to move the vast local and through freight which will then be offered. Tho bonds of the Union Pacific Railroad Company, which are for §l,OOO each, paying t> per cent, gold interest, and principal re deemable,in gold, are, by act of Congress, a First Mortguge upon the entire line. Tho security’ is ample, tbe protit good, “ specie payment” absolute, and it is not strange thut more thau twenty millions have been sold of these securities within the past eighteen months. Further information con cerning them may lie obtaiued in the ad vertisement of tho Treasurer of the Com pany in another column, who announces where subscriptions may be made. Z Attempt to Hnntr a Hnnlnrcr lu town. The Chicago Journal's McGregor (Iowa) correspondence of the :Hd instant says : Prarie du Chien, Wisconsin, was yester day the scene of great excitement, caused by the announcement of the death of E. Wright, the victim of the robbery and mur der in that town on last Thursday’ morning. His murderer, who was captured at Blue River yesterday, and fully idenliiied by the murdered man*before he died, was confined in tbenewjail. An excited crowd gathered and demanded admittance, threatening to lynch the prisoner. Sheriff Harrington swore in special officers, placed them in the prison, and adopted every measure to pro tect his prisoner and uphold the majesty of the law. About four o’clock tho crowd hud increased to six or seven hundred persons, and the square around the prison was packod with sleighs bringing persona from the surrounding country to witness what promised to be another Reno affair. The prisoner could distinctly hoar the cries of the mob, and wus almost puralized with fear, but his wife, who was in a cell front ing the mob, viowed them from a barred window with a stolid indifference. The crowd pressed close up to the main eutrance of the prison, and threats of violence to tho sheriff were freely uttered, the determined front of eight firmed men, with Sheriff Har rington at their head, finally awed them, and after lingering until o’clock in the evening, they dispersed, yowing to return that night and renew the attempt. Sheriff' Harrington increased his force to forty men in the prison, and at 11.30 last night had his prisoner conveyed in a dose carriage to a point a few miles outside >he town, on the line of tho St. Paul railroad, and put oil a freight train for Milwaukee, andsoproven ted another act of bloodshed and violation of law. Petition from .Tfra. Lincoln. The President pro tern of the Henato laid before that body to-day the following peti- ! T r„ „ . T ... , . , . tion from Mrs-iincolS, written upon note , v ' J ' Mossbrcmicr returned to paper with a heavy mourning border: 1 Wuablngton on Saturday, having been ab- «*« i Sin :-I herewith moat respectfully pre- j w(Jek ' m tbe 01st ° r I,Br a K°' sent to the Hon. Senate of the United Staten | A " Irs * Harkins, while crossing Ohio an application for a pension. J am a widow . street, Allegheny City, last .Saturday aftor of a President of the United States whoso ; 1100n * wn# knocked down and nin over by life was sacrificed in hi? country’s service; .f 1 passing vehicle, and vory seriously in that said calamity has very greatly irn- ! J urt*cl. paired my health, and by the advice of my Willie Woodhouso, aged five years, son of physicians I have come over to Germany tt) Mr. 11. Woodhoti.se, of Allegheny City, was try mineral waters, and during the winter crushed to death on Saturday evening'last, intended to go to Itnly, but iny financial by falling under the wheels of a street car meanH do not permit me to take advantage , on Federal street. ol thu urgent advice Riven me; per can I 1 Col. I). H. Xelmnn, editor of the Fasten live in the style becoming the widow ol the I smihnel, won no,do Hie subject uf a severe Chief Magistrate ot a great nation, ulthougli racing at his own residence on Inst Friday I live us economically ns I can. In consul- mght. The article was im.de of ebony erntinn nf Ihe greut services my deeply hi- mounted with gold meuted husband lias renderodtotheUnitoil ~; 11 , ... , , , Slates, and of the foarlul loss I have 11 w . hn 'r ns 1,,1 " 1 . v murdered In tained by his untimely death and mntyr- I ® P l ' l ' l l '-V lu ‘ r ™n-m-law, (Jenrge dom, I trust I may respectfully submit to ! ,‘ r Y ' "‘ w ,’ many years ago a resident your honorable body this petition, hoping i ""•“‘“V' “' ul w,,s ku,, ' v " “» IJ, B «oph tliat a yearly pension may be granted me | BO "">* A™s so that I may have less pecuniary care. The editors in the Lehigh Valley ore to I remain moat respectfully, i bold a convention sometime during tills Mrs. A. Lincoln, j WGt ‘ k lo appoint delegates to the .State odi- Frankfort, Germany. ! b>riul convention to meet in Harrisburg on The petition was referred to the Commit- I tke of February next, tee on Pensions, Decrease of Children Not long ago Dr. Stover and others, in Massachusetts, in some Qomment upon the singular fact that the iocreuse of children in that State is limited almost wholly totbe foreign population, assigned the cause of it to thejeotninoruiess of the crime of feticide. It now r appears that Maiue is following Massachusetts in the decrease of the rising Mr. Warren .Johnsor the State'Superintendcnt of (tomrnon Schools in Maine, reports to the Legislature tnut there is a decrease of 10,083 scholars between the ‘ages of four and twenty-ono years-from the census of 1808. The decrease in tho past year lias been 3,182: the decrease in 1861 was 4,M1, and tho total decrease from the maximum of 1800 is nearly 20,000. Mr. Johnson very naturally considers this de crease alarming, but, as ho eannotsatistae torily account lor it, ho proposes u series ol inquiries, such as : •* Have we ceased to be a producing people?” “Are tho vital forces expended in brain labor and lost to physical reproduction?” and “Are the modem fashionable criminalities ot infun ! ticide and feticide creeping into our State ’ community?” Coming from such a source, j these are questions of fearful import, relat | ing as they do to the populations of rural i districtB*, 8 *, where, there being greater abun dance of the means of subsistence and less temptation to crime than in large cities, there is generally supposed to be more morulitr. What Five NtatfM are Doing Mr. Allison, in a speech in the House ot Representatives on our internal watercom munication, gave a table showing the in crease of wheal ami corn in ihe live Stales of Illinois, Missouri, lowa, Wisconsin and Minnesota since 1850. The totals are us fol lows : Wheat. . Corn. Year. bushels. bushels. IS.*,n 15,214,:54S 104,',24,024 I*oo 54,828,728 240,858,790 iB6O 85,126,700 273,306,660 Total U..S. ISOO 151,999,906 867,046,21).', Tho population of these live States for 1860 is given at f>,08.3,047, showing thnt one sixth of ourentirepopulation producesover half of our wheat, and more than one-fourth of our entire corn crop. The total amount of all cereal productions in these States in 1566 was 439,002,453 bushels, or more than one-third that of the whole country, which is given at 1,343,027,878 bushels. The Itevcnne from Whiskey. The following is an official statement, ol the receipts from distilled spirits for the iirst five months of the present fiscal year, and also the number of districts that have reported. The number of districts is com plete only for two months: Number of Districts. ,240 .240 .230 .2JW ,2bo August September. October November. The amount collected in the previous year, during the same time, from the same number of districts, was $8,145,890, being an increase of $8,883,390. If the increase con tinues, as it is expected it will, the total re ceipts from this source will, it is thought, reach from $35,000,000 to $40,000,000. Fire andlxiM of Life-Death of n Father ami Three Children. On Thursday morning about one o'clock a tire broke out in a tenement bouse at the corner of North Fourth and Third streets, WilUamsburg, N. Y., the lower floor occu pied by a man named J. G. Eden, and the tipper part by several families. On the front room of the third floor a man named Fred. Thorn lived with bis wife and live children. He hastily lifted his wife and car ried her to the street, then ran up again through the smoke aud came back with two cf the children, leaving three children still In the room. After leaving the children in the street, ihe father again rushed through the flames and smoke to save the remainder of his family, but before ho had gone hall way up he was prostrated by the smoke ana was unable to proceed. A few minutes afterwards, when the flames had been sub dued, his insensible body was found, and on going up stairs it was found that all the three children bad perished, Two of these children were twins, a boy and girl, each six years old, and the other was a girl four years old. ; RATE OF ADVERTISING. Business advertisements, 912 a year per 3aaro of ten linos; 96 per year for oaob ad ltlonal square. Real Estate Advertising, lQoeots a Uni for Uie drat, and sconts for each subsequent in sertion. General Advertising 7 cents a lino for the Ann, and 4 cents for each subsequent Inser tion. Special Notices Inserted In Local Qolnnm 15 cents per line. Special Notices preceding marriages and deaths, 10 cents per line for first Insertion and 5 cents for every subsequent Insertion? Legal and oth rr notices— Executors' -.oUcew.., 2.69 Administrators' notices 2.8 Q Assignees' notices,... 2.60 Auditors' notices, ...... 2.0 U Other “Notlcea,'’ten lines, or less, 5 three Umes 1.50 New Orleans forbids the erection of wooden buildings within the city limits. The thermometer marked 17 degrees be low zero at Ottawa, Canada, ou Friday. Tho Treasurer of tho-jGorman Protestant Church, in Cincinnati, disappeared three weeks ago, with $8,300. A man. named Fuller, having iu his pos session $55,000 fucounlerfeit currency, has beeu urrested at Bushnell, 111. Several business stores in Lynn, Mass., were burned on Monday night. Tho loss is estimated at $200,000. The Indians in Wisconsin are so near starvation that they are eating diseased meat. At Middloborough. R. T.,therelsunanple tree 100 years old, which produced ten bifth els of apples last season. Letters from France mention a prema ture growth of the wheat on account of (ho mild weather. Among the prisoners who died In tho Michigan State prison last year were Crom well, John Wesley and Dick Turpin. Rufus S. Jones, ft colored man of War wick county, Ya., has recently been up pointed postmaster. The Hudson river is again frozen over at New burg, aud tho ice crop is being gathered rapidly. Freemen Harris was lorn asunder by a' saw in'a mill near Desinoines, lowa, ou Sunday last. $1,066,651.61 Tile Nevuda Legislature lias passed a bill requiring business in thut State to botruua acted on a coin basis. A bill Ims been introduced in the Illinois Legislature, to make uniform charges for freight,in proportion to the distance carried. Tlio Republican caucus of the West Vir ginia Legislature yesterday nominated Go vernor Borenmn for U. S. Senator. The Florida House of Representatives,by a vote of 43 to 5, bus passed a resolution de claring the testimony submitted insufficient to justify an Impeachment of Gov. Reed. Tin* Pope has bestowed bis paternal blessing* upon a French lady who receutly published a book censuring the extrava gance of women In dress. Tho Stato Agricultural College of Kansas h ushes women, and has seventy-one young lady students. A military drill is part of their education. Tiie safe of 11. R. Morris, in Sullivan county. N. Y., was robbed of slo,* WO on Sunday night. The stolen money be longed to tlie town of Mamakating. The properly of Genoinl Beauregard in Memphis, has been restored. His private papers iu the War Department are likewise soon to by restored to him. Nearly tifly members of tho Missouri House of Represent at i yes are reported to be willing to submit the question of female suffrage to a. volenfthe people of Missouri. Stephen Junes, u recently discharged lu natic, killed his sistor and then committed suicide, at St. Stephen, N. R., on Monday night. His sister was to have been married in u few days. Cincinnati claims Unit its new hospital is tin* lincst of tin* kind in the country. The. lot on which it stands contains 150,000 square feel, and is nearly covered by tho building. The Petersburg Tours is informed that an entire (own in one of the sou them coun ties of Virginia, together with several thou Mtnd acres of land around it, lias recently been purelm-sod by colonists from tlfo West The South Carolina Legislature has puss . ed a hill authorizing the Governor to em ploy an armed force to preserve tho peace. The House Ims also passed a bill to enforce the Civil Rights act. There was excellent skating on all the ponds in Now York and vicinity on Satur day, and tin* attendance of skaters was im mon.sn. It is calculated llint there were over 20,noi> persons on the Central I’arK lakes alone. Ntutn Items. The new Masonic Hall in Rrookvillc Is to be dedicated on Thursday next. It. It. Brown, Esq., from Clarion, and editor oi the Clarion Democrat, Ims struck a twenly-fivo barrel well at RleasaUtyille,—so says the Titusville Her ald. James White, an Irish driver boy, was instantly killed on Thursday last by the Jailing of the roof of a chamber in the Dia mond coal mine, near Scranton, Into which he had gone to bring out a loaded car. The British bark Cadet, laden with earth enware, arrived at the port of Philadelphia on Saturday last, after a voyage of lOodays. the crew of fourtoen persons havingsullered untold horrors from the want of food nml fresh water. Housekeepers who undertake to scrub their floors with henzino instead of soap and sand, should be careful not to do so when there is a lire near at hand. A follow who tried it in the oil region the other day, blew up bis store, and wassurprised to find himself blown into the street und the roof otl‘ his house. A Curlonn Marriage I'nsc. There is a curious bill now pending in the' Legislature of Kentucky. It Is to legalize the mnrringeof I)r. M. H. Thorp and Jose phinelHarvey.altliough the lady has a form er husband still living from whom she has never been divorced. This former spouse was a Confederate ofllcer, and was univer sally believed to have been killed in the battle of Slone Hiver. Some ten months after the event the lady was married onow to Dr. Thorp, aud wus living in felicity with him when suddenly the deud husbund re appeared upon the stage of life. Juke a per fect gentleman bo made no disturbance, but otl'ered the lady the choice between himself and her second and newer partner. Mho chose the latter, ami Mr. Jlarvey gavo his consent and blessing. But this did not suf fice to render the marriage legal, and tor this purpose the partlos have gone to the Legislature. Whether the desired relief will be given is rather doubtful, as the Kentucky law-makers seem reluctant to pass the bill. Tunnel I'ndcr the Channel, l The tunnel which is proposed under tiro English channel at Dover, It is assorted, will have to bo bored through a chalk for mation, and though the actual perforation will be easy, yet the pressuro of the Rea upon the yielding rock will be Immense. In building tho Thames tunnel, the water burst through the roof soveral limea, and Brunei, the engineer, nearly lost his life during one of these Irruptions of the river. In the event of a violent storm the danger of a break would be imminent,nml thej work men, having to run several miles to obtain a refuge, would have but poor opportunity to escape. Thedilllcuity of ventilating such a tunnel must prove to bo very great. But. notwithstanding these serious objections! three eminent English engineers have pro nounced the plan to be t feasible, and tho estimated cost, forty-live million dollars, to bo reasonable. A Balloon Voyage to Europe. The notion of an aerial voyage to Europe has been revived by M. Chevalier, a cele brated French aeronaut, who has just ar rived in New York. He proposes starting irom New York next April or May. M. Chevalier, w’e are told, once made tbejour ney from Paris to tho Russian frontier, a distance of over 700 miles, in less than flvo hours. Upon another occasion he crossed St. George’s Chunnel from Dublin, aud has accomplished, without injury, soyeral as censions in Franco and England. The nlr Hhlp in which the experiment is to he at tempted is called L’Esperance. Its height is 95 feet, its diameter 150 feet, and it re quires 120,000 cubic feet of gas to inflate it. Attached to the ship Is an enclosed car capa ble of carrying about fifty persons, with provisions for a ten day*’ voyage. M. Chev alier contemplates extending Invitations to several members of the press to accom pany hint. Amount Collected. $2,049,280 3,31<3,027 2,028,781 3,570,291 2,904,190 .$15,029,278 Democratic stateConvention—Gov. Eng lish Denominated- Hartford, Jan. 27.— The Democratic State Convention met to-day in Allyn Hall. T. M. Wuller, of New Loudon, presided temporarily, und mado a strong speech in favor ofpaying United States bonds in gold. The Hon. J. Loomis, of Bridgeport, was elected permanent chairman, and resolu tions were adopted ignoring the Tammany platform.) Resolutions were also adopted In respect to the memory of T. H. Seymour. The old ticket was then renominated. Gov. James E. English being the standard bear er in tho gubernatorial contest. A Democratic editor aaya he has discovered an unfailing recipe for frostbites, chilblains, scalds, little burns, badburnsandWash-burnes. Tbelatter, be things, is *a prevailing epidemic in public offices. News Items.
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