4 uf I Lift P 2fl-r 2f-Tr- Jrs? 1 1 Iff fl IBM DM - , ' f SI i hi mm u s Jk J m ,ass , w c "iZV"- AN INDEPENDENT FAMILY NEWSPAPER. j''1T4fi4?'v "Vol. Vr. New X3ioomflelcl, In., TiiOHtliiy, Iocconibcr 5, l!7'l. IVo. -If). In Published Weekly, At New Dloomlleld, Tenn'a. BY FRANK MORTIMER. BCBSCUII'TION TE11MS. M.f3 YKAlt! 7& Vent forG Mont lis 40 Cent for 3 Months, IN ADVANCE. I SAW ESAU EISSIN& KATE. TUNE YANKEE DOODLE. 'Twus Just about a year ago, Wliuu I was down ut Ulo'ster, I found a lass, but now alas ! I llnd tlutt I have lost her; I'm sure 1 never van forget, The happy days that we taw Before the day on which wc met Her country cousin Esau. Cuoki'S. I law Esau kissing Kate, And the fact is we all three saw For I saw Esau, he saw me, And she saw I saw Esau. I'd rather go without my ten, Or even get my head hurt, Than ever go again to seo A Crystal Palace Concert, For I took Klity there, uud then, Unfortunately she saw That horrldert of country men, Her Country Cousin, Esuu. Clio. I saw Esau, &c. 8he introduced this man to me, And soon behind a statue, I taw what made me audibly Sing out, " I'm looking at you." 'TIs sad indeed to have to stats What poor unlucky me saw, For there was Esau kissing Kate, And Kato was kissing Esau. Clio. I saw Esau, &c. I went away In quite a pet, And toddled home to tea, so! For I could see that their Duet Had put me up a tree Oh I But still my sorrow wasn't great, When lu the papers we suw That Mr. Esuu'd married Kale, Aud Kato had married Esaan. Clio. I saw Esau Ac. Three Weddings. A TUCK STOHY. 66 TTAKItY, Mho do you think Is to lc XX married next week ?" Hniil Mrs. LsGrungc, a beautiful woman about twenty tluee years of age, as slio wit with her hus band in a cozy dining-room, partaking of the delicious repast before them, chatting affectionately at the name time. " Their cards arrived this morning, inviting ub to be present at both ceremony and break fast. I am sure you will be tin-prised to know the name of the bride I Can you gUCBSlt?" " Not tiniest it prove to lie Carrie Staun ton," replied the husband, smilingly. " You are very far from being correct. Why, it it no other than your old friend, Louise Pennell. Just think after all her seeming attachment to her husband, she has only waited two years, and it now to marry William Wilniartli. It it not dis graceful?" "Why, no, Ida, I mo nothing disgrace ful in it. Two years I think quite tufll cieut to live alone. To me, a second mar riage proves love and happiness to have ex isted in the first," returned LeOrange. " Ob, Harry, bow can you tay to? The bare idea of a second man luge it revolting. Do you think, with all my love for you, our five years' happy married life, our per fect congeniality of disposition, that were you to die, I could to fur forget at to allow another mail tocallme wife?" "My dear, 1 know full well your true affection for your husband ; yet since you really ask my ' Inlon, Le not offended If ' I speak candidly. I feel, then, assured that my Ida's loving little heart would pine and grieve for a v. bile ; yet, for the very reason that you possess an uncommonly affectlou te disposition, t bat your heart would turn to tome sympathizing person and you in time would loe him" . " Neve I Never ! Even the lapse of ten years would bring ' no consolation. But I should not caie to live that length of time, without Harry." Fo taying, Harry rose from the table, and patting to bis wife, be jutttid a loving kiss upon her lips, then turned to hasten to hit oilice. "Stay yet a litllo while, Harry. You have made me so uncomfortably bluo with your probabilities, that I dread your leav ing me." "Only for an hour, Ida, to meet a gen tleman by appointment. I will return as soon as possible, and to make, amends for tho 'improbabilities,' will take you to tho ojiera this evening. So be ready." As he left ber, Ida turned to tho window, where, as she watched bin commanding figure far down the street, sho murmured, " Dear husband, bow much I love him ! lie only said I would marry again to tcaso me. I never would." "Ida," said LeQrange, ono morning, about three months later, at ho returned from the oilice at an nnusunl hour, and bad passed hurriedly to the setting-room, "I have some good and bad news to tell you." " What is it, dear? You surprise me," returned she, trembling, ns sho received bis accustomed kiss. "If both good and bad is to bo related, give the good first." " Well, then, I have just received a letter giving me the agreeable information that I am the heir to ten thousand pounds, left mo by a bachelor uncle, brother of my fath er, for whom I was named. As the old gentleman died suddenly last week, I am to receive tho legacy immediately." "This is, in deed," pleasant intelligence, and I rejoico at your good fortune. Now for the other communication ; I hope it is nothing dreadful." "Not so very," said the young man, panning bis arm around ber, and drawing her to a seat beside him on a sofa. " lint I am sorry to bo obliged to leave for a few weeks. Mr. Martin, the writer of the let ter, wishes me to start immediately for Leeds, as my prcsenco is absolutely neces sary in settling the business. Mr. Tre maine, my partner, also urges me to go, as I can then at the tame time attend the col lection of some money due to the firm, aud thus save sending another messenger." "Oh, Harry, how can I part from you?" exclaimed tho affectionate wife, as she lean ed her head agaiust his shoulder, to hjde the tears that would fill her eyes, notwith standing her struggles to repress them. " I will hurry back. Ida, and will write almost every day. Then your mother and sister Lily can stay with you while I am gone. Do a brave litllo woman now, and help arrange my trunk, for I must leave by the evening train." "So soon? Oh, Harry, this is dreadful !" Then seeing a look of anxiety iioat over the face sho loved so truly, sho exerted a strong will, and in a few momenta was ready for action. All too soon the hour of separation came ; and as tho poor young wife clung to her husband in parting ami received his last loving kiss, then heard the carriage drive from t he door, she rushed to her own room, aud throwing herself upon the bed, wept long unrestrainedly. Weeks passed on, cheered by daily letteit from the absent ; and Ida began to count the days that must intervene before bit re turn. His account of his travels bad been glowing and interesting ; his words of de voted love bud pleased and cheered ber while bit business had nearly all been sat isfactorily arranged, only one tingle slight item being left for his atteutioit ; and then he wrote : " I shall turn my face home wards, and once more be happy by the tide of my own dear wife." This letter arrived one clear, cold Wed nesday in March ; and with n radiant face and beaming eye, Ida communicated the glad newt to Mrs. Linden, her mother; then humming a lively tune, she proceeded to tome little wifely preparations and sur prises with which to welcome her wander er. So the day passed Mrs. Linden en joying the rich tallies and happy laughter of her daughter, and even little Lily par taking of the general joy ; when suddenly, as they sat at the tea table, they were star tled by a quick ring at the door-bell, and In a moment a telegraphic dispatch was placed iu the hands of Mrs. LeQrange, With trembling lingers the opened it and read l "Mr. LcUrange lies dangerously ill at the Union . hotul. Wife and partner come Immediately," ,i With a cry of agony, the frightened wife hanuVd the paper to her mother, exclaiming, "Oh, mother, what shall I do? what shall I do?" ' Stop, my child be not overcome. Tell Margaret to run to Mr. Tromalne's house, and atk him to us as quickly as possible." A brief space only intervened before the partner of Mr. LeOrange entered, and was made acquainted with tho sad intelligence. He immediately offered to accompany Ida to tho side of her suffering husband, nnd as he bad somo little prepartions to make, it was decided to leave town next day. At eight o'clock, then, the following morning, Ida and Mr. Tremainc snt waiting for tho for the carriage which waR to convey them to tho station ; when just ns it whirled round tho corner, approaching the house, another telegraphic dispatch was placed In the hands of tho poor young wifo. Turn ing deadly pale, she glanced at its contents, then uttered one piercing cry, and sank senseless to the floor. Picking up the pa per she had dropped, the mother read aloud the fatal words, while Mr. Trcmaine raised tho iiisensiblo form before him and laid it upon the sofa. The words were these : " Tho Union Hotel nt Leeds was burned last night. Two gentlemen perished in the flames. Mr. LeQrange one of them." " Heavens 1" he exclaimed, "this is too horrible to be true. There may le some mistake. I will hasten on to sec." Thus saying, the young man sprung into the carriage and drove rapidly out of sight while Mrs. Linden applied herself to the restoration of her child." "Can I seo Mrs. LeOrange?" asked Mr. Trcmaine, a few days later, as with a sad countenance ho rang the bell of that hand some residence, into whoso love-girdled rooms he was now to bring woo of tho darkest kind. The first look at tho distressed face of Mr. Trcmaine extinguished tho last ray of hope from poor Ida's heart ; ami bury ing her face upon the pillow of the lounge on which she reclined, she exclaimed, " My dear, dear Harry 1 Oh I can it be pos sible that be is no mora?" Very tenderly Mr. Tremaine, amid her bursting sobs, related all tho particulars he could gather of the dreadful conflagration. It sceura the lire broke out in tho lower part of the hotel, about two in tho morning, while the inmates wcro saved, and after all were supposed to be rescued, while the flames raged furiously, fearful screams were heard, and then, for tho lirsttime, two very sick men wore remembered ; but, not withstanding, every effort was made for their rescue ; it was of no avail, and they must have perished. Many rumors, how ever, were circulated, and among others, that a fireman was teen leaving the build ing with an inanimate form in his nuns; but as nothing was again heard, to confirm tho report, it proved, of course, to be un true. Now the stern reality stared them in tho face. Harry LeOrungo was dead ; and Ida was a desolate widow. Fourteen months have rolled onward ; it is now June, yet Mrs. LeOrange still mourned. Nothing that her mother could think of had been spared to divert her mind from hor lost, but it all seemed vain, and daily bur sinking frame and languid eye told of an early death, if not aroused from ber deep-seated lethargy. The fami ly physician finally had advised Mrs. Lin den to travel with her daughter, as noth ing but an entire change of scene could save her from a settled decline. Mrs. Linden could scarcely seo how this could bo accom plished, as she felt it impossible (or herself to lcavo honiB ; she therefore resolved to consult Mr. Trcmaine, who, throughout their affliction, had proved their adviser, and friend. Mr. Tremaine called that evening, and as Mrs. Linden saw blm alone, Ida being too unwell to appear, she .com municated tho physician's opinion and ask ed his advice in regard to further proceed ings. " My dear madam," was his sympathizing reply, "I think I am just tho pcrcon to as sist you. I have long contemplated a tour to tho East with my only sister, whom Mit. LeQrange bos often met. If she will join us, it will be a benefit to Mary, and a great pleasure to myself. We ean make prepar ations to leave by the Peninsular and Ori ental steamer, which sails in a fortnight." Mrs. Linden gladly accepted the proposal, and after much persuasion, Ida was in duced to give a reluctant consent. Hasty preparations were then mode, and by tho middle of June the farewells had been spo ken, and Mr. Tremaine, with his sister and friend, were speeding away from Southamp ton toward the distant hind they sought. Their voyage was prosperous and pleasant, and the sea atmosphere quite refreshed tbe languid frame of our invalid. Mr. Tre maine proved kind and tender as a brother, whiia Mary soon won for herself a firm place in the affections of the young widow by her unceasing sympathy and care. At length the shores of Egypt appeared iu tight, and soou their willing feet touched the soil made welcome after their voyage upon the ocsan. We will not linger to describe their trav els through the East, nor tell of the pleas ure with which they explored tho justly-celebrated scenes of Palestine, but will only add that the balmy air of the Levant fully restored the rosy glow of health to the widow's cheek, vhilo her dreamy hazel eyes once more sparkled with animation and hope. When ngain, however, they found them selves upon a steamer, gliding rapidly over the waters toward their native shores, Mr. Tremaine and Mary felt that they were amply repaid for their caro by the new found peace of mind of their friend. It was a clear moonlight evening in Sep tember when, upon a lonely portion of the deck, two young people might have been seen engaged in earnest conversation. " Nay, do not draw away your hand, and look so pale at my words of love. Surely you can trust my affection ; then give some little hope of a return. Speak, Ida, to re lieve my suspense, and promise to be mine." A long pause followed those pleading words, then faltering she answered, ' My dear friend, I cannot tell what all these strange emotions mean that nro swelling my heart. I did not dream that I could ever think of another, but but ' 'Nay, do not pause now or rallier, let ino proceed for yon. Your lonely, affec tionato heart needs rest and love ; and where could it find a more fitting shrine than with ono who loved nnd prized your husband? Could Harry look upon us now from Heaven, would lie not, then, love and bless mo forever." "Oh, Tremaino, how can I say Ko when my whole heart murmurs Yet ?" was the low reply. Three months more we will allow to past licfore we again resume our story, and this time we will recommence it by paying a visit to Harry's widowed mother. We find her dressed iu the deepest mourning, about entering the parlor to see a gentleman who had sent up a card bearing the name of Henry Noel. She did not recognize the name as among her acquaintances ; so with out delay sho descendui to meet him. " Excuse me, madam, for intruding upon your time," said tho stranger, advancing to meet her as she entered ; but having becu acquainted with your ton many years since, and hearing of the sad accident that befell him, I could't pass through London without calling to liskthe particulars of his death." " I am most happy to meet one deeply interested in the story ;" so much so that his earnest bluo eyes scarcely left her face, "Only a wifo 1 She, poor, thing, seemed to sink entirely beneath tho blow. For fifteen mouths we thought she was going into a decline ; but she recovered, and was married four weeks ago to Mr. Tremaine, poor Harry s partner, lint, sir, you are ill !" exclaimed tho good woman, seeing Mr. Noel stagger to a seat ; for be had ris en during her story, and was stauding close by her side. Once more, a wholo year passes before we enter Mrs. Tremuine'a parlor ; but we start back in sui prise at seeing her again dressed in black. Yes, poor Tremaine is no more. Only a few months after his his marriage, a slight cold, which ho neg lected, brought on a serious illness, which proved fatal, notwithstanding nil the nssid nous nursing and delicate attentions of his truly devoted wife. Poor Ida was again left desolate and sad, the second time mourning the loss of a ten, dor and loving husband. Hen had indeed been a strange and eventful life ! " Mrs. Tremaine, allow me to introduce you to a friend of mine Mr. Henry Noel." These words were uttered by Charles Wood, a cousin of Ida's, as ho entered the cheerfully lighted parlor one evening about nine months after her husband's death, fol lowed by the same gentleman, who, nearly twenty months before hud called upon Mrs, LeOrange. 1 his person had become ac quainted with Wood through somo business transaction, and from him had requested an introduction to Harry's widow. Notwithstanding all afflictions, she was still very beautiful. The deep bhick sho wore only set off to greater perfection her clear and delicate complexion; the iiensive ness lingering in hor full hazel eyes height ened her beauty; while her luxuriant brown huir, from which several natural ringlets always fell, aud her tweet tmile, were still as captivating as ever. She appeared to perfect advantage this evening, as she strove to entertain one who had known and had loved her never-forgotten Hurry; and the could not repress a deep Interest in him, as he had evidently met with misfortune. Then the stranger was very entertaining, while the delicate attentions of a true gen tleman to the gentler sex he knew well how to render. Tho evening seemed very short and when ho rose to depart sho gave biro a cordial invitation to visit her again. This invitation he remembered, nud in a few days presented himself at tho bouse of tho fascinating young widow. After this ho was often with Ida, who seemed from the first to bo strangely drawn towards her new friend. Sho could not account for the interest sho felt daily growing upon her, unless it wcro caused by a slight resem blance she saw iu his clear bluo oyes to her lost Harry. There tho resemblance ceased ho being a stouter man-than her husband, sporting a splendid long and thick beard, wbilo Harry's checks and lips were always free and well-shaved. Weeks sped onward, Mr. Noel almost daily finding his way to Ida's house, where bo cheered tho loneliness of all even Mrs. Linden and Lily becoming deeply attached to tho pleasing, intelligent, and highly-cul tivated man. Why linger thus in disclosing a fact which had becomo so evident to all? Sir. Noel was certainly very particular in his attentions to Ida, nnd sho was certainly fast transforming her affect ions to his keep ing. Mrs. Linden was not, then, very much surprised when Ida announced to her that sho had accepted his offered hand, and would soou for a third time become a happy wifo. Mr. Noel proved to bo a very impatient lover. Passionately fond of the beautiful woman whose affection bo had surely won, he would listen to no delay; and just ono year after tho death of Tremainc, a select company was gathered to witness her third bridal. Tho ceremony was performed by tho Hev. Mr. Shepherd, the samo pastor who twice before had united her in the ho ly bonds of matrimony, and now revealed to her the name of her new husband. Harry, Harry !" interrupted the tremb ling bride, as she clung pnlo and. excitedly to tho form that supported her ; while tho cry, " Harry, my son I my son 1" was ech oed on the other side by an older woman, who darted forwaid and clasped nor arms around tho spoaker's neck. "Yes, dear ones, yes! I am Harry Lc- G range," exclaimed the young man, press ing them both fondly to his bosom. "Oh, ' mother, it has been a cruel separation, but my whole future life shall make amends for the past." Then camo Harry's story. Ho had been rescued from tho flames by a fireman, but not until he hud nearly perished; and it was almost two years lnst'ore he eanio sutlieiunt ly restored to his own mind to remember who and what ho was. Ho had then called on his mother, under the assumed name of Noel, and the events ubove related had transpired. "My dear wifo," said this happy hus band, after the dispersion of their guests, " do you remember a conversation we hud on tho occasion of Louise Wilmarth's wed ding; how you solemnly affirmed tlutt were I to bo taken from you, you would never marry again no, never?" " Forgive me, Harry ; I little understood then the dreary horror of having no one to love." " Yet you then thought you could not live without mo, even though a man with a killing pair of whiskers presented himself. How is this? The third man you seloeted had even these abominublo appendages 1" " But I saw in him a resemblance to my Hurry; that must lie my excuse." " My own wifo, may you never again bo so cruelly tried 1" murmured LeOrange, as he pressed her still close to his heart, " Thank Heaven, you are restored to me, never, except by death, to be parted." Animals Love Man. It is perfectly natural that mnn should have unfriendly feelings toward wild beasts and that the instinct of self-preservation should lead him lo destroy them. But it is shocking that useful and domestic ani mals should tremble and fly at his approach or that they should suffer and perish ' through his cruelty. We behove with the Bishop of Chalons, that it " is a erimo and a sign of a wioked heart to take pleasure in tormenting animals and making them suff er. It is, indeed, unchristian." Almost all domestic animals are naturally affection, ate ; Thoy love man, become attached to him, and show their feelings In ways that are often intelligent and instructive. If, instead of training animals by cruelty and abuse, man would treat them kindly and ' affectionately, he would be liko the mon arch! of the golden age, the king of naturo adored by his subjects.
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