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They will be entitled to 1 in, ,-onlined exclusively to their business, with ~N D 'FE of change. -.y Advertising iti all cases exclusive of sub , ;-;j,tioa to the paper. JOB PRINTING of every kind in Plain and Fan v s, done witli neatness and dispatch. He.nd . .ii'is, Cards, Pamphlets, Jfce., of every va in.i sty'., piiuted at the shortest notice. The p >i; rrt. OFFICE has just been re-fitted with Power , ...... io;d every thing in the Printing line ean in the most artistic manner and at the t r at, s. TERMS INVARIABLY CASH. fportnj. GOING HOIIB. lb .-,!. aids in the door of his cottage— Him with the silver hair— Thinking of youth's lost summer, Whin life sc. mod bright and fair. I'll tn < s an. folding their branches AJ und that gray old roof, Mai the sunbeam merrily mingles lis gt-lti with their sombre woof. lb- thinks as he stands in the doorway, Oi ; sweet ami pure young life I h, i hi had fondly cherished- - His thirling, trusting wife ; W In vviui her in her girlhood. Mid praised her beauty rare ; vntl her silver laughter cheered him When his soul was racked with care. lie thinks of the angels at midnight, St. nlitig o'er the threshhold stone, Taking las treasure from him, And leaving him all alone ; lit thinks of the graceful willow Tin t waves above her form ; And wonders why he lingers, Smce the loved one is now gone. * 1 v.ilight is fast approaching, And closed is the cottage door ; He with the links of silver \\ ill s ami in its shade no more. Like golden drops id music, Like the echo of silver Lt lls, Through tin- trees the wind's low murmur A tide of sadness tells. Aii in in the watches of midnight, Oft r that threshhold stona, Has the Angel been with a message To hi sir the old man home— Hume, where his bride is waiting ; ib me. to that beautiful clime, Where love shall outlive e'en time. THE CHEST WITH THE SILVER MOUNTINGS. was sailing out of Madeira, the good i P,. | > Ml tli Star, a line, trim British vessel, | ! It more lor cargo than for passengers, j .' i v:i'g the latter when she could get | tin-in duller way hoifle from Brazil she ! ,I> is untered a succession oi' bad wea- j i: a, ami had put into Madeira for repairs j i: on visions. Some ol the crew quitted j IHT ineie, and whispers went about that j ! y uvit- afraid of her. Two passengers i Ely had come in her from Bio de Janeiro, j igi nth-man and his servant. At Aladeira j - took on board a Major Gore, his wife, j H\- i-it-gant young ladies, and their maid ! -tiv.int, ail in mourning. The Major's! no aiis wt re straitened, and the moderate j cli.u -of s of the sailing vessel, as compared j wiiii ti.i: papsage-iiioney of the regular pickets, hat I been the inducement to choose j lis > a.th Star. Tiiey had come on board I ..i ill.- ia-t iiiuiifiit and the usual confusion j prevailed. a i down liiere, please; that's the state j c;d-.ii, ok: n belongs to the Don," cried a; . in - t y. ii: a sort of uniform, whose du- i "y m i int tl n. be to show himself in all parts ' i t ship at once. " The Don doesn't I - f-r anybody to go into it" ■ w.t - liie elder-looking of the two young j f : - whose descent he thus interrupted. ' ' Mu d her imperiously handsome face j 1 ' the Lt.y, and lu-r fine dark eyes Hashed ; 1 on the haughty questions, just as plainly \ t> 111 i tollgUe. I a Dun ! \\ ho is the Don? \\ hat do 1 IF- .'ill, hoy ?" it. it's him," said the boy, pointing to a | : i iit oi the deck. "He is as rich MA mines of Brazil knocked into one, j • :. ■ a- good as master of the ship, lor j - v law. If he had nothing else but j ' 1 ! in his cabin he'd be richer than lie i e-'Uiit, for it's full of gold and dia- j Ootids." I -pile of her hauteur, which was nat- ' > h'-r, slie gazed in curiosity. Lean- ; - Mil tlx over the side of the ship was a ; - • nitei man, with a pale line face, and j r |> tbuk eyes. .She remembered to! : - jV ' -ten him there when they came on. 0 : and she had noticed that he never j II turned his eyes towards them, but re- i "t'.i.n! nuerly indifferent to the new com-j - u.tl iln ctimnititioii they were causing ' • u.i- (Kir only cabin passenger,"con- 1 lib'' speaker, "until you come on | We brought him from Kio. He's j - -h horn. >w's his servant Vincent ; a that's always larking. The Don can j ' 'k liiin, though, with half a turn of his ; ' ly'velids You must get a sight of; ' Mich a big one ! It is of carved "i.e. w til silver mountings." d y is he called the Don ?" dt-t ause he's so rich, I suppose. He j *' s wife and child out there, they say, ! 1 1 • s coming home for good. She was i i -.,.-ti or l'oi iugese, and there was some-: .' - | "ld about her, 1 fancy. The sailors, ' ki:>,\v whisper about it, but they won't "■'II IN.-." | -And pray w ho arc you ?" demanded the | ' ■- lady, resenting the familiar manner.! () I|, I'm a middy. That's what they 'is, at h asi ; and a precious sham it is, ! vwe don'i kieiw it before we sail. The j s kipper— lo tiie temporary surprise of his listener, >"U"g gentleman suddenly vanished. ■ •' f-uig 11 quid, she saw the "skipper" ad- 1 1 ' ii g, along with the gentleman passen-1 ilit; captain stopped as*he came up, j •d ly thinking it was his duty to intro "h i tLein to each other. -Ir. \ aleiicia ; Miss Gore." 1 \ ah-neia raised his straw hat and Ihc Ikuilfttd Ikpvfct', K. O. GOODRICH, Publisher. VOLUME XXVI. bowed. Sin- bent also, but haughtily, as if in resent incut of what the captain bad done, and her voice carried a sound of scorn to that huietionary's ear, as she corrected his mistake : " 1 beg your pardon, sir ; it is as well to be correct. Mrs. Glytton, not Aliss Gore." " I beg your's, ma'am," replied the cap tain. " 1 had understood you were the Ma jor's daughter." Vouchsafing no explanation, Mrs. Glyt ton turned away, drawing her flowing black-and-white muslin gown around her slight and stately form, and carrying with her the remembrance of a stern face when in repose, nut of a wonderful attractive one when a smile illuminated it —the face of Mr. Valencia She was accosted by the maid. What do you want Simms ?" "If you plea e, ma'am, Aliss Auta is waiting to know which of the two berths you would be pleased to choose?" Airs. Glytton descended to 'he cabin, one with two berths in it. A young lady,quite as elegant in form as herself, hut with a lace of little beauty, save what lay in its lair blue eyes and its sweet expression, stood there, patiently waiting. " Geraldine, will you be so kuid as to choose your berth ?" " Which is the most comfortable ?" " I think that one ; it seems more airy than this." " I'll take it, then," said Mrs. Glytton.— And the younger lady meekly began to put her own things upon the other. For a few days there was no great ap proach to intimacy, Mr. Valencia holding himself aloof, lie was deferred to in every way, the new passengers found ; and per haps if there was one thing held in more reverence on board than Air. Valencia Liim self it was Mr. Valencia's ebon}' chest that he kept secluded in his cabin, and before which a handsome curtain was generally drawn It was of curious value in itself, that chest with its elaborate carvings and the adjuncts of silver. The Gores had left their only son in a grave in Madeira, whither they had gone a year before, hoping to prolong his life. So much depended on it. Had he lived but two months longer he would have come in to a large fortune, and could have willed it to his family. He died, and it went front them ; and the Major was returning to En gland a bitterly disappointed man ; return ing to poverty aud debt, and all sorts of humiliations, for he had fully counted on this coming money for years, and had lived accordingly. Mrs. Glaytton, his only daughter, had been a wife for six months only, and had been back under her father's roof, a widow, these three years. She was five atid-twenty now, and had no fortune whatever, but plenty of pride. Auta Gore, an orphan and the Major's niece, lived with them ; she possessed about a hundred a year, ninety of which the Major and Airs. Gore took, leaving her the rest for clothes and pocket-money. Tolerated as a depen dant more than a relative, poor Auta had been taught the lesson of humility, and had learned it effectively. Certainly the ship did not appear to be a lucky one. Contrary weather pursued it after quitting Madeira, just as it had pre viously ; violent head-winds one day, utter cairn the next ; and the voyage promised to be unusually prolonged. It seemed to Mrs. Glytton, who was a remarkable shrewd observer, that some sort of dissat isfaction reigned amidst the sailors which was not allowed to transpire beyond them selves. Meanwhile an intimacy sprang up between the Gores and the Anglo-Spaniard, rather remarkable from his previous cold ness. They were together always ; be paced the deck with one or other of the young ladies—generally Mrs. Glytton—at his side, or sitting under the awning in the autumn sun, while he told them tales of Brazillian life. And Geraldine Glytton had begun to think the wealthy Don worth her notice. The hidden treasures of that chest, filled to its lid with diamonds and jewels, floated before her in a dazzling vision by night and b}- day. Simms had craftily thrown out delicate questions on the sub juct to the servant, Vincent, and he respon ded without reserve. They were almost priceless jewels, he affirmed ; necklaces, rings, armlets, all lit for a queen ; one tia ra of diamonds was said to be worth eight thousand pounds. Geraldine Glytton turned half faint with delirious hope as she gath ered this, and made up her mind, in the consciousness of her irresistible charms, to be George Valencia's second wife. Nor for himself did she care ; but to be the mis tress of such gems she would have well nigh bartered her soul. The chest was ol curious shape, beautiful as it was, very long and narrow ; and Mrs. Glytton some times saw the sailors look askance at it, more in dread than admiration. That some mystery, and not a pleasant one, was con nected with it in their minds was evident, and she wondered greatly. Did they fear temptation? Not-so she. "1 would give all 1 am worth to lift the lid !" she passion ately murmured, gazing in at it one day from the cabin door, as it stood revealed behind thu undrawn curtain. " And I'd not go aiiigli it to be made skipper to-mor row," slmdd' red a passing sailor, in whose hearing she had unwittingly spoken. " Have you been long in the Brazils?" asked Major Gore one day, as they were all, except Mrs. Gore, who suffered from sea sickness, sitting on deck, Mr. Valencia leaning over the side in his customary man ner, while he watched the waves. " Ten years." "Teu years of exile! A short while, though, to make a fortune in ; which you have done, I believe?" " A larger fortune than I shall know how to spend," said Mr. Valencia. "We were originally Spaniards ourselves, and have j connections still in Brazil, so that 1 went out under good auspices. The lady I mar ried was also very rich." " She must have died young. You can not be more than forty." " I am thirty-six; 1 dare say 1 look forty.' Geraldine Olytton's lips parted as she i waited for more. She had become anxious Ito know somewhat of his first wife. Major Gore continued : " What did your wife die of, Mr. Valen -1 cia." Mr. Valencia extended his arm. "See! Is that a petrel ? We shall have bad weath ! er again " Major Gore took his glass. " I think it's j only a sea-gull. Your wife, Mr. Valencia— ! has she been dead long ?" TOWANDA, BRADFORD COUNTY, PA., FEBRUARY 22, 1866. Mr. Valencia turned round and faced the Major ; his countenance stern, his lips drawn in. " Pardon me, Major Gore, but I would prefer to speak on some other sub ject. That is a petrel." Major Gore stared and bowed. He was not gifted with superfluous delicacy, and he presently entered on his questions again. " Why do the sailors call you the Don ?" Mr. Valencia burst into a laugh. ''They know, I suppose ; 1 don't. Perhaps they take me for a Spaniard." "Nothing less than a Don—whatever that important title may imply—would t *av el with a chest of jewels such as yours," in terposed Geraldine Glytton in a tone be tween jest and earnest ; as f a first love-dream,whose idol was George Valencia. Her heart had gone out to him in those days when they were on the broad sea, when he had talked to her in low tones, unexpected by any body, and gazed into the depths of her blue eyes. And the ebony chest ? It was in Air.Val encia's private rooms in the west wing of the house, its contents (as was understood) as yet undisturbed. Geraldine Clytton's desire to see those priceless jewels, so shortly, as she hoped, to be hers,was grow ing ii resistible, fevering her spirit with its excitement. Why could he not show them to her ? The question began to torment her more than was good for her equanimity, ami it gave rise to tiioughtsnot justifiable. But, let us hope that accident alone led to the step she finally took. Oil Christmas Eve they were sitting out of door, when Air. Valeucia in taking something from his pocket, let fall a key, with a small silver chain attachedlo it. He did not perceive the loss, and Airs. Glytton steathily secured it It was one of the mildest days ever known at that season, thu sun shilling, the air balmy as in spring,the violets ami prim roses raising' their modest heads. Nothing of the unusual beauty saw Geraldine Glyt ton ; that key, lying unsuspected in her hand, was obscuring her vision physically and mentally. Instinct had told her it was the key of the chest, and she had resolved to take a siv peep for herself, like Blue beard's wife. She had to wait for the opportunity, and some delay there must necessarily be ; yet her mind was in that feverishly excited state that brooks it not. At the dinner ta ble that evening an excuse was made for Mrs. (Jlytton ; she was " lying on her bed with a violent headache, and must on no account be disturbed." Half an hour of impatient waiting yet, that they might be fairly settled into the dinner, and then she stole away on her expedition. She hated to lose her dinner : but what was dinner, even though taken by the side of George Valencia, compared to the gratification of that irrepressible longing-the sight of those glorious gems. The moonlight was streaming in at tin corridor windows as she made her way to the opposite wing of the house, shielding with her hand the candle she had brought. Iler heart was beating, her veins were throbbing : not at the dishonor of the act she was about to commit; not at the dread of detection, but with the morbid eager ness for the sight she had so long and ar dently coveted. Of detection there was little fear at that hour. Mr Valencia was heading his own table, and Vincent was safe behind his master's chair. Opening the green baize door that shut in the wing, and closing it softly after her, she turned into the second room on the left. There i*. was 1 the long, beautiful ebony elms! ; it stood against the wall, opposite the large ; window, in the moonbeams, which glittered jon its mountings of silver. There was no I time to go to work deliberately ; for inter- ruption, involving the awful agony of de tection and shame, was not impossible, though unlikely ; and she hastily put the key into the lock. Even as she did so a tremor shot through her whole frame ; for, in that moment, she knew not how or why, the whispers of the two sailors, that mem orable, stormy night on boaid the South Star, flashed into her mind. What if the chest should contain, not jewels, but ? As she turned the key the lid shot back with a spring, startling her well nigh to death. Surely so large a lid had never so shot back before ! But Geraldine Glytton was not one to yield needlessly to supersti tion, und she took a good look in at the chest. It was about three parts filled, and evidently hud been unpacked, perhaps set in order, since its arrival at its present rest ing place Numbers of small parcels, cov ered respectively with paper, with cotton wool, cardboard boxes, as the case might he, completely lined the chest all round, to the width of some inches ; they were, no doubt the jewels ; but Mrs. Clytton's atten tion was caught by what was lying in their midst. Nearly all down the middle of the chest was laid a snow-white damask cloth, lightly covering what might be underneath. Futures of diamonds no doubt ; and she picked oft'this cloth with so impatient a jerk that the current of air whifl'ed against the candle, and put it out But not before she bad eaugnt a glimpse of what looked like a human face lying there, with wide open, flashing, black eyes. At first, she could see nothing, the moonlight being so faint as contrasted with the recent light of the caudle, and a superstitious terror as sailed her, and turned her heart to sick ness. " What a fool I am !" she ejaculated, in a few minutes, "I am thinking of what the sailors said. Those two things that looked like eyes must be gleaming jewels. And the candle out !—and I not to have the sense to bring matches with me !" She put out her hand ; she meant to pull them forth, those gleaming jewels, and look at them ; hut her lingers came in con tact v ith—what? A face. A dead face, beyond a doubt, for it was cold and stiff.— A cry of awful terror broke from her, echo ing in the silence of the dead room ; and Geraldine Glytton flew away, she knew not how or where. Instinct took her towards her own chamber, and near it she ran against Simms, the maid " Ma'am ! whatever is the matter ?" Seizing the astonished servant by the arm, she pulled her into the chamber, and closed 'he door. She clung to her as though she would never let her go again. She crouched down in the warmth and light of fire, her teeth chattering, and her breath coming in gasps. "But what is it ?" reiterated Simms, more and more amazed : "has anything frighten ed you, ma'am ?" " I—thought—l—saw something in the corridor," came the evasive answer, "Per haps an owl had got in, Simms." She caused uerself to be dressed ; she was alive to the importance of diverting all suspicion from herself, when Air. Valen cia should come to discover the raid on the chest : and she descended to the drawing room. Mrs. Gore, its only inmate, was asleep by the fire ; the Major was sure to be in the dinning-room, for he liked to sit long and enjoy a private cigar ; but where were Auta and Mr. Valencia? A soft, sil very,'happy, laugh seemed to answer from the conservatory, and Geraldine Glytton turned to it ; the mirrors, as she passed them, reflecting her own seared face, into which the warm bloml hud not come. Auta was indeed there, with Mr. Valeii-j cia. But how ? Her hands were clasped j in his ; his face was all close to her bent j ana- j i ker 3 Oh dear ! She is a regular gossip, j i and we shall have to listen to her !