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A Joke and the Consequences.
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T the Whito Sulphur at last!"
Such was tlio joyful exclamation
of Eva Bornard ns she lightly sprung from
the cars.
No wonder sho felt like a bird released
from a cage, for she had been traveling
several days and nights to reach this goal
she and her party having coruo nil the way
from Now Orleans; the party consisting of
her father and mother, her aunt, Mrs. Arm
strong, and her cousin, Willio Armstrong.
Besides Eva was just eighteen, and this
was to bo her first appearance in society. .
As Judgo Bernard, with his party, enter
ed the hotel, the delicious strains of a brass
band floated out on tho air, and eager eyes
peered over the stair-case, every one being
anxious to discovei if any of their friends
or acquaintances vers among the arrivals.
The new comers were then ushered into a
roception-room, where they had to stand
tho ordeal of hundreds of. curious eyes.
After a lengthy colloquy with the clerk,
Judge Bernard succeeded in having a cot
tage assigned to him in ', Paradise Row,"
and withdrew with his family, to seek the
repose which the fatigues of travel render
ed so necessary. " ...
" I am so glad you have boon heie before
father,' said Eva, the next morning; " for
you can act at a kind of . Murray's guide
book to me, and answer all ray questions;"
and she continued to catechise hliu until
they proceeded to "breakfast!
Here the array of beautful morning robes
was remarkable. J he could' readily tell,
however, from what portion of the Union
a lady came, by ber toilet. - - The ' Northern
belles wore a richer, heavier dress than the
Southern. Nearly all the latter appeared
in light,' airy, fluffy muslins and organdies.
Each section thus adapted, unconsciously,'
their costumes to the requirements of their
native climate. , ,''
"As we have finished our breakfast,"
said Mr. Bernard, "let us go into the reception-room.'
Every one walks there after
breakfast, and I am sure we shall meet
friends and acquaintances." '' ,-,
The proposition was hailed with pleasure.
The party took their seats, and watched the
great tide of promenaders, who walk up
and down for an hour two after breakfast
In the throng Judge . Bernard recognized
acquaintances from various quarters, and,
amongst them, one whom he greeted with
peoullar cordiality, and presented to his
family as Mr. Singleton. '
' The latter had scarcely exchanged greet
ings with them, when a fresh tide of ac
quaintance claimed their notice, so, leaving
them to gayer companions, he entered into
conversation with Judge Bernard.. Evs
stole an occasional glance at him, however,
for there was something in bis face that
made it differ from all others she bad ever
aeon. It was high-bred, calm, and noble
looking. The features were Roman. To
Eva's fancy be seemed the very embodi
ment of a Roman Senator, in the days when
Rome was iu her prime, lie had passed
the first flush of youth, and there was an
under-current of thougbtfuluess and sad
ness about him, which set her to wonder
ing what grief or disappointment he could
have known.
Suddenly her meditations were interrupt
ed by.oae of the Strauss waltzes. The band
had commenced playing for the German,
which was danced every morning from
eleven to one o'clock. A handsome Creole
claimed Eva for his partner, ant soon they
were floating gracefully around the room.
Meantime Judge Bernard reveled in a sea
of politics, while Mrs. Bernard and Mrs.
Armstrong chatted merrily with a coterie
of familiar friends.
When the sun began to sink in the west,
the whole place, which during the boat of
the afternoon, bad undorgone a temporary
lull, became astir again. Many elegant,
private equipages were brought forth, and
the lawn was gay with promenaders, whose
costumes Worth could scarcely have ci it
zed; while a Mahommodan might have
thought himself transported to Paradise,
and surroundod by Ilouries, so radiant was
the display of beauty. Not the least con
spicuous in this galexy of fair women, was
Eva Bernard. Her partrician air, clear
cut features, and beautiful, dark eyes,
mado up a face of uncommon attraction.
Whilst walking on the lawn, Judgo Ber
nard's party again encountered tho distinguished-looking
" Roman Senator," as
Eva inwardly designated Mr. Singloton.
" Miss Bernard, have you been to the
Sulphur Spring yet ?" ho asked.
"No. lhave not," she replied. "In
fact, I have not thought of ' it, since I have
been hero, I did not come for tho sako of
the water I came to enjoy myself. But I
will go, if you wish it, at once."
"Now," said Mr. Singleton, filling up a
goblet, when they had reached the portico,
" let us drink each other's healths,"
"As my health is perfect," said Eva,
"there is no need for mo to drink to it,
nor to that of any ono else, indeed. So my
toast is health to the siuk."
"I am afraid you do not drink that with
hearty good-will, Miss Bernard, as you
havo not taken moro than a toaspoonfuli."
"To tell the truth, I don't like it. It
tastes as if it had been used to "wash out a
dirty gun barrel," she said, saucily. "So
I will pour out a libation to the goddess of
the pavilion." She emptied tho goblet ns
slio spoke. ."And now lot us go back, and
listen to that beautiful waltz, which the
band is playing."
After Eva had retired to her room that
night, she reflected on tho occurrences of
tho day, and recalled all the acquaintances
si 10 had mude. No one rose so distinctly
before here as Mr. Singleton.' Sho had
seen others, gayer, brighter, and, strictly
speaking, handsomer; but he had attracted
ber strangely. His face was the last image
that floated before her ere she went asleep.
" You must come and sit' at the'' table
with us, my dear Singloton," said Judgo
Bernard, meeting him at the door of the
dining-room, the noxt morning.
" With pleasure," rejoined Mr. Single
ton. ' 1 'Your agreeable companionship is
more than half the pleasure of a meal V
After this, Eva had daily , opportunities
to study the face that hod so strpngly im
pressed her. ' Always high-bred and cour
teous, there was yet a reserve' about Mr.
Singleton, which, at times,' bordered on
coldness. ' But when he unbent and smiled,
the contrast was all the more, delightful.
It was like the sudden melting of snow,
beneath which bloomed fragrant flower's.
Nothing seemed further from his fancy
than thoughts of love, though the innocent
sweetness and freshness of Eva's ways
sometimes drew from bim a smile of almost
fatherly tenderness. Some! great storm'
had evidently passed over him, Eva thought;
a deep and' ill-fated lovo, perhaps; oi it
might be that ambition filled his heart to
the exclusion of love. At any rate, while
many admirers fluttered around Eva, the
only man whose homage she ' would really
have prized, hold aloof, or, at best, yield
ed her only such attention as a father
or a brother might bestow. 1
As the summer went on, the whirl be
came increasingly great, and about the
middle of August the gayety reached its
zenith. ' ' ", '
" I thought it was gay when we first
came here," said Eva; "but it was quiet
and humdrum compared with what it is
now, I long for to-night to come. It will
be my first fancy ball."
".You will see our friends, Mary Stuart,
Maria Antoinette, and a host of others, res
urrected, and made to walk forth, inter
spersed with a motley, collection of nuns,
gipsies, .flower-girls, etc.," said Mr. Single
ton, drily. ' ' " ,
"Oh 1 it may all seem very flat, stalo.aud
unprofitable to you," said Eva; "but it
will be like fairy-land td me, because it is
all new and fresh." '
"Happy, enviable mortal," said he.
The dew has not been shaken i from the
rose, nor the delicate blue brushed from
the grape for you."
. Even whert dress-balls were not held, the
ball-room nightly resounded to the tap of a
hundred feet, til) eleven o'clock when the
prudent managers closed it, out of regard
to the laws of health. After this hour,
many persons Btaying in cottages, held
impromptu receptions on their porticoes,
where, until about midnight, tho merry
laugh and jest might be heard.
Eva throw horsolf into this whirl with
all tho avidity that might be expected from
a fresh, young girl ; but beneath the light
form of her outer existence, ther e was an
undercurrent of something deeper and
more serious. Tho woman's heart that had
hitherto slumbored, was now awakened,
and, bitter thought 1 by one who had only
a quiet liking for her, and who would
probably nover descend from his pedestal
to woo any woman. Need we say that it
was Edmund Singleton who had made this
impression on her? She loved him with a
young girl's first, pure aud warm affect
ion; but a sense of maidenly pride arid
modesty mado her guard her secret as
though it had been a crime; for it seemed
to her the most humiliating lot a womau
could endure, to have an unrequited love
known. She trusted, with tho vague,
sweet, implicit trust of youth, that time
would fulfil her hopos, and bring her to
tho goal which now seemed so fur off.
As autumn approached, Judge and Mrs.
Bernard became anxious to try a change ;
but so excessive was Eva's anxiety to re
main at tho White Sulphur, till after tho
last grand ball of tho season that they
consented to leave her under Mrs. Arm
strong's chaperonago, with the ngrcomcnt,
that, after the ball, Mrs. Armstrong, Wil
lio, and Eva, should join thorn at another
watering-place in the Virginia mountains.
Willio. Armstrong, though really a kind
hearted boy, was yet the plague of Eva's
existence, so inexhaustible were his modes
of teasing her. Ho would hide her jowcl
case, put salt iu her cofTeo, slip sugar in
her egg, and play off a variety of other
boyish and disagreeable jokes.
One evening, ns Eva sat listlessly at her
window, a servant handed in a letter, ad
dressed to herself. Tho handwriting was
strange, and she looked at it with a vague
flutter of expectation. She tore it open.
It bore Edmund Singleton's signature, de
clared his attachment to her, and begged
an immediate reply.
Trembling with joy nnd excitement, sho
sat, for some timo,' rinablo to realize hor
happiness. How bowilderingly delightful
it was. Yet it was strange, she thought,
that be should have locked up his affection
so carefully in his heart, never before hav
ing given indication of it by word or look.
But then he was so, peculiar and reserved.
No matter. He was all her own now. She
seized pen and ink ; then paused, thinking
it would bo unmaidenly to reply so quickly
but reading again the words, imploring
ber to answer at once, aud not keep him in
suspense, she wrote. ' '
She told him she could not give a posi
tive answer before consulting with her par
ents ; but, knowing the estimation in which
they held him, she thought no opposition
from them need be feared; and then, though
the veil of shyness still hung over her words
she said enough to show him thgt her
heart was wholly his. Calling a servant,
she' bade hitn carry the lettor to Mr. Sin
gleton.'" ' ' ' ' " '
: As the servant approaohed Mr. Single
ton's cottage, he met Willie Armstrong,
who, catching a ' glimpse of the handwri
ting, exclaimed, ' ''
"Did not Miss Bernard give you that
letter?" ' ' 1 '
"Yes, sir," replied the roan
"Then give it to me," said Willie, tin
petuously. , ' 1 ' '
" It is not for you. It is for Mr. Edmund
Singleton," said the servant ... .
" Give It to me anyhow," said Willie.
" I am Miss Bernard's cousin, and she won't
mind. Here, I will pay you to give it to
me.""' ''' ' ' ' ' '
"But I can't do it," said the servant.
" Miss Bernard told me to give it to no one
but Mr. Singleton." ' , ' '." ' '
, They were now almost at Mr, Singleton's
threshold, aud Willie's anxiety to get pos
session of the letter became excessive. The
contest was out short, by Mr. , Singleton,
who oponeM the door, and asked what was
the matter? . . , ( ,
. Willie was iu such an agony of' embar
rassment, tliat he soomed unable to make
any explanation ; so Mr. Singleton took the
letter, . and left , Willie, murmuring,, inco
herently, "it was but a joke."
As Mr. Singleton read the letter, a look
of bewilderment came over his face. Ex
pressions of amaseuient escaped his lips.
At length be dropped the letter from bis
hands, and sat in a deep reverie.
He was interrupted by Willie, who teem
ed to have suddenly made up his mind to
J some desperate deed, and who burst in, ex-
claiming, agitatodly, "Oh, Mr. Singleton,
it was but a joke 1 I hope you won't think
hard of it 1"
"Explain yourself 1" said Mr. Singloton.
" What do you mean ?"
" 1 had no idea it would go so far," gas
ped out Willio. "I thought she would
have guessed directly tiha it was a joke.".
" You must really explain yourself more
clearly," said Mr. Singleton, Btoruly.
"Well, I thought I would play ofT a little
joke on Eva ; so I wrote a letter, ' and got
one of my friends to copy it, and sont it to
hor, and and "
" Go on, sir," said Mr. Singloton, icily.
' I I " stammered Willio, thoroughly
confused, for the first timo in his lifo. " I
put your name to it just for a joke, you
know," added ho, timidly and dopreca
tingly. " I gave it to a waitor, who said
ho did not think he could deliver it before
five o'clock this evening ; but he carried it
soonor, or I would havo reached there in
time to have kept that imbecile girl from
answering it. Vhat does make woman
such fools ?"
"Sir," said Mr. Singloton, "you have
indeed acted most unjustifiably, both to
ward the lady nnd myself. Most men would
deal severely with you. For the present I
demand that you preserve silence about
this matter. In tho menntimo I will sco
what can be done to undo the mischief you
have occasioned."
But why was Mr. Singleton so 'forbear
ing? Why did ho bind Willio to secrecy?
It was not that be loved Eva, as lovors
love: be had, as yet, thought of hor only as
a pretty and interesting girl. But he had
such a chivalry and tenderness of nature,
that he was inexpressibly touched by the
innocent, guileless revelation of; hor pure,
young heart. He felt such a pity for the
position in which she was placed. Sho had
been entrapped into laying bare tho dear
est and most sncrod secret of a woman's
life. What shamo, ngony, and humiliation
would she suffer, on discovering how she
had been deceived and betrayed ? Ho could
not read 1 her letter without a feeling of
chivalrous tenderness. There was now no
other imago enshrined in his heart to bar
out hers ; for- only the ashes of an extin
guished and ill-fated love wore there.
' Long he sat there, weighing the matter.
His whole life was' suddonly, violently
revolutionized by a thoughtless, imperti
nent freak of boyish mischief. The;gloom
of twilight gathered around. Time passed.
Some action must be taken.
At length his decision was made. Ho
proceeded to the ball-room, where Eva was
with her aunt. As she saw Mr. Singloton
enter, her heart seemed to stand still, such
was its weight of joy. Her face glowed,
radiant with a new beauty the beauty of
happy love. She lifted her eyes to Mr.
Singleton's face, with a shy, sweet, . trem
ulous smile. : . . : ,
" Let us walk on the lawn,", said he,
offering her his arm. . . ,i r -
i It was not until they had left the throng
behindhand stood alone beneath the stars,
that ' either spoke. Then Mr. . Singleton,
skillfully avoiding all allusion to the lettor,
whose authorship he could neither deny
nor confess, touohed, as if casually, on her
answer. .'. ...';..!
" You have, indeed, conferred au honor
on me," he said, "in avowing yonr pref
eranoe an honor which I can nevei suf
ficiently acknowledge."
, " Oh, Mr, Singleton I" - she murmured.
", I never was so . amazed. I had never
dreamed that you eared for a simple girl
like me, , with all , your talents and your
dignity too." I ' - . . : . .
"Men often keep their thoughts secret,"
was Mr. Singleton's oracular reply. "They
admire women who are unoonscious of it.
But, indeed, you ' rate yourself too hum
bly." u : . : - . , "
" I have nover wished for the regard of
but one man," said she, ar tlessly, looking
down; "and now it seems so strange, that
in a world where they tell me there is so
much grief and disappointment, such hap
piness should be mine,",, .( , ,t , .
lis was deeply touched, $,., ,, ,. .
"My dear child," he said, " I pray that
your happiness may, be as great as you
hope. . From this hour, my life shall be
dedicated to it" , , , ,,T ,
Ills decision was made atlast!
They walked up and down the lawn,
betrothed lovers. Never was betrothal so
sudden and so strange. . It was impossible
for Mr. Singleton to feigu altogether the
language of impassioned love; but there
was gentleness and tenderness in his air
and manner that went almost as far.
Era thought that the reason he was so
unlike the lover she had read of and im
agined, was because he was bo much older,
graver, and more reserved than herself; and
though his words were somewhat strangoly -chosen,
somewhat formal and precise, these
jarred but little on her, for she believed
his heart, in hor blissful ignorauce, to be
all hor own.
Before they parted for the night, Mr.
Singloton obtainod from Eva the letter
written in his namo, and destroyed it. He
knew that it could not bear the tost of a
cool, careful scrutiny, and he feared that it
might, later, awaken suspicion in Eva's
mind ; especially when she had nn oppor
tunity of comparing it with his real hand
writing.
Six mouths later, this unprecedented
courtship was concluded by marriage, and,
in later years, so greatly did Eva's sweet- -ncsa
and goodness win upon Mr. Singloton,
he loved hor as fondly as she loved him,
and was wont to consider Willie's practical
joke as the most fortunate occurrence of
his life.
This is the only point on which he pre
serves secrecy toward his wife the con
fidence botween them being perfect and
entire in all other respects.
A MURDERER ATTEMPTS TO ESCAPE.
The Sheriff Shoots Rim Twice.
For several days past, in momentary an
ticipation of tho reception of bis death
warrant, Michael Moore hns suffered a sus
pense which gradually grew into uncontrol
lable frenzy. About a week agoL ho com
menced to work his escape by undermin
ing the walls ond opening a way through
the masses of slono, thus to secure his lib
erty. The warrant for his execution was
received on Saturday, and from the hour of
Its reception until Monday, ho was closely
watched by tho Sheriff, and his plan of es
cape discovered. Upon this discovery, the
Shoriff determined to remove him to anoth
er more secure cell, and there, to place him
in irons,' bofore he road the death war
rant. Knowing tlio desperate condition of
Moore, Mr. Borracker secured the assistance
of ex-Sheriff Meyers and Mr. Quartz, a con-.
ductor on tho Edeusburg branch pf the
Pennsylvania railroad, and proceeded at
once to remove him. Immediately upon
their advance to tho door of the cell, Moore
was discovered inside, armed with a pipe,
which ho had by some means wrenched
from the line which served ns a waste pipe
from the cess-pool of his cell. Moore, im
mediately upon seeing' tho approaching
party, callod aloud that be would kill the
first man who attempted to enter.. Sheriff
Bouacker replied by commanding him to
submit Moore then reiterated his former
threat, when the Sheriff told him he would
be compelled to fire upon him. j Moore
bared his breast and told the Sheriff to fire ;
this the officer did, shooting him through
Ure wrist. . This appeared to only excite
the prisoner to greater frenzy, when Sheriff
Bouacker again fired upon him, this time
shooting Moore through the leg. The pris
oner still showing fight, the Sheriff with
drew,, and with bis party of assistants
sought legal counsel. .
The party again returned to the cell,
when Moore announced that he would sub
mit to be confined by ex-Sheriff Meyers,
but not by Sheriff Bouacker. Mr. Meyers
at ouce entered the cell and placed the pris
oner in irons, when Ire was conveyed to the
cell assigned to those under sentenoe of
death, and the warrant for hit execution
read to him.
Under this warrant, he will be hung in
the jail yard, at Ebensburg, between the
hours of ten and two o'clock, Wednesday,
the 27th day of November. Voiet. . ,
Is It Wicked to Kill Bears on Sunday 1
The Ban Francisco Call says:. James
Smith, of Washington, Oregon, Sunday,
two weeks ago, heard a great rumpus
among his hogs near the house. ' Seizing
his gun, he ran to the spot, and found a
bear-helping himself to one of bis hogs.
The bear started for tall timber, ' closely
followed by the gentleman and his dogs,
who finally succeeded iu killing the bear.
Mrs. Smith, protested against the trans
action as an infringement of the Sabbath,
The more she thought the matter over, the
more she was displeased, till, : finally, she
declared "she would not thus remain un
evenly yoked , to the ungodly," and hied
away to her father's house, and further de
clares that she will pray Judge Upton, at
the full term, to grant a divorce. She pro-
bably was sorry that her husband was not
killed Instead of the bear.' '
tW An Ohio girl, driven to frenry by a
boll on her note, lately committed suiolde.