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Te ir" AN INDEPENDENT FAMILY NEWSPAPER. "?'.'
Vol. "V"!!. IVgav Uloomileltl, DPn,., Tuesday, J miliary 14, 1873. IV o. 2.
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LOST FOB YEARS.
BT JOS. H. IUIIMAN.
LOST for years, lost for years
Mourned In sighs and mourned in tears (
Never could thy faithful lover
Of thy fate one trace discover ;
Is thy Joy and beauty o'er,
Shining on this earth ifo more ;
Art thou like the blossoms shed,
Mingled with the silent dead;
Lost for years, lost for years,
Mourned In slghB and mourned In tears.
Or has fate to thee been kind,
'Round thy path each blessing twined ;
Mingled sunshine and the showers,
As sweet nature 'tends the flowers;
No ! the blast has reached my heart
Keen misfortunes keenest dart,
Fleusure could not light my breast ,
Torn from all that I love best ;
Lost for years, lost. for years,
Mourned In sighs and mourned In tcais.
Or hast thou another found,
If by other tics thou art bound ;
Wife and home and Joy be thine,
But alone or death be mine ;
If 'tis so still may I roam,
Search on and never find thy home;
Or meet thee once but eye to eye,
And blessed beyond expression die:
Lost for years, lost for years,
Mourned In sighs and mourned In tears.
MISS MOSLEY'S BOARDER.
CONCLUDED FROM LAST WEEK.
TIS8 HENRIETTA, I am think
Uig of getting married, and
want you to toll rue how to furnish my
house. Come in and see it."
They had left the Email streots long be.
fore he spoke, and stood before a large
handsome house in a fashionable neighbor
hood.
"I mean to make this home as perfect
as possible for my bride," he said, opening
door after door; "this must be .Tonnio's
room, this for Eddy."
"Then it is Cora?" said Henrietta, and
as she spoke her head sank, for she feared
her kind friend was courting disappoint
ment.
"Coral" he cried; ah, yes, Cora will
live here, of course. " Now will you help
me? I must have carpets and curtains,
crockery, and a thousand things of whoso
vory names Lam iguorant. I am anxious
to move in here for a Thanksgiving dinner
to commemorate the day when I first saw
Cora."
No one can describe the feelings which at
this moment entered the heart of the kind
ly landlady. Everything seemed dark to
her, the world which heretofore had been
a happy one for her, made so by the good
ness of her own heart, seemed to lose its
brightness, but why such a feeling should
come ovor her. she could hardly say. All
this passed through her mind much quick'
er than you can read these lines, as she
said:
"Of course she would help bim." They
went from store to store consulting, ar
ranging and ordering goods, the little lady
feeling all the time a if she was in a dream.
and must pinch herself before she could
wake up. The odd, lost feeling lasted all
day, and when sho came home weary and
pale, she shut herself up in her own room,
and tried to face calmly this terrible pos
sibility.
To lose Cora 1 to lose the children ! and
above all, to lose her eccentric boarder
How could she bear this loneliness that
ceemed threatening bar. She had
claim, no right to complain. If Cora mar
ried a man, whose genorous love extendod
to the children, surely there could be no
greater happiness for all. Mr. Jameson
was noble and thoroughly good, that could
not be doubted; but Henrietta felt half
adly, that if Cora married him, it would
be for a homo for the sake of the children,
perhaps from respect and gratitude, but
not from the loving impulse of her untu
tored young heart.
The little old maid had no heart history
of her own to guide her misgivings; she
had lived a lonely life of slavery to a ty
rannical, invalid father, and since his death
the uneventful life of keeping a boarding-
house for the poorer class, always having
women for inmates. Yet this woman's
heart in her little frame, knew by its own
pure true instincts that this was a marriage
that would bring misery and disappoint
ment, not happiness. Cora was just twen
ty, Mr. Jameson certainly doublo the age.
She was a dreamy eirl, a musical en
thusiast; he was practical, bustling and
energetic. Kind as he was to Cora, ho
could never fill her heart of that Henriet
ta was couvinced. Her forebodings wero
more than confirmed a fow hours later,
when Cora came to her room to say good
night. The young girl was very pale.
"Auntie," she said, using the familiar
name to which she had only the claim of
love, " do you think, please do not laugh
at mo, do you think Mr. Jameson is is
wanting to marry me. You think I am
unmaidenly," she said, in an aeony of
shame, "but he has been talking very
trangcly to mo. Ho has bought a house,
and ho has been asking me how I would like
to furnish a room, what I thought of dif-
fcreu t household arragemcnts, and putting
odd questions, that seem as if they could
have hut one meaning that he meant to
ask me to share his home."
" I think he does, Cora. Indeed, he told
me the same thing."
'lie his wite I " Cora lull s lace was
very pale as she said this.
" I think he will ask you, dear. He will
he a kind, good husband, Cora."
"Too kind, too good to have me for a
wife ! I could respect him. I do now !
can civo mm gratitude beyond measure,
and I could bo dutiful and afibctionate,
but Oh, help me, auntio, help mo I"
" My darling, no one can help you."
"He is so good to Jennio, to Eddy.
Such a brother for them should reconcile
me to anything. For their sake I could
marry him, and bo a good, true wife, I
k now' that. But he deserves more than
that!"
Sadly her listener echoed the words. He
certainly deserved love for love when he
married.
The friends talked together far into the
night, but it was like a circle of conversa
tion, returning over the same theme. When
they separated, it was with a vague idea of
waiting till the words were spoken that
would force a decision, before the decision
should be made.
The work of preparing the new home,
went forward rapidly. The loveliest of
flowers wore selected for a conservatory
Jonnio was in ecstacies at being allowed to
choose all the things for her own room
guest chamber was prepared according to
Cora's taste ; a nursery arranged for Eddy,
and before Thanksgiving all was ready,
and the master of the houso issued his
invitations for a family dinner party, re
questing as a favor that his lady guests
would put aside tho mdurning for that day
Still the momentous words were not spo
ken. '
Henrietta was in her own room, ar
ranging bcr soft brown hair, and contenv
plating the glories of a now black silk
dress, with rich blue satin trimmings, soft
lace and pretty ribbons, whon Cora tapped
at the door.
" Let me come in ; I am all ready, and
the children have already started. Tho
carriago will come back for you and I.
Jennie looked very pretty in her crimson
dress, and Eddy is a picture in his new
suit of velveteen, and crazy ovor his first
pair of pants." Said Cora.
" Your dress is becoming, too." Baid
Henrietta.
It was a silk of the most beautiful violet
color, with a great doal of soft white lace
about it. In the golden curls tho young
girl bad twisted violot ribbons, and the
color suitod her fair beauty admirably.
Hut the ladies were very pale, and had no
holiday smiles; they spoke but little, yet
in each hoart was a deop unexpressed fear
and sympathy.
They found their host waiting for them
in a handsome drawing-room, aud the
children wandering about, admiring every
thing, especially thoir own reflections in
the long mirrors.
But they could scarcely believe their own
eyes when they looked at Mr. Jameson.
Dressed with care and taste, his hair cut
to tho usual gentlemanly length, his beard
gone, he looked like another man. The
disproportionate size of bis hoad seemed
iminished one-half by tho loss of the
enormous mass of hair, and his kindly
smile had lost nothing of its charm, as he
advanced to meet the ladies.
" It is time my masquerading ceased,"
he
said, in gcntlo, courteous tones.
Cora my dear, will you read this letter?"
" This?" cried tho astonished girl,
' this is the letter I wrote to Uncle James
Heed when mamma died."
Exactly 1 That is the letter that brought
mo irom baa r rancisco, and mat you
thought so unkindly left unanswered."
And you are uncle James?"
I am your uncle, my doar, and now
plead for me that the lady who has so long
iven yon an aunt's love and care, will in
truth become your aunt. Can you, Hen
rietta, love this queer littlo mau?"
Could she love bim? He must have
read the porfect happiness in her eyes, for
he bent over her hand, and raised it to his
lips.
My whole life shall thank you," he
said, and Cora took the children to the
other end of the long room to tell them the
wonderful news.
At this moment the bell rung and there
was Boon ushered in a gentleman who was
cordially received by Mr. Jameson, and
introduced to Henrietta, as tho Rev.
Mr .
"And now" said Uncle James to her.
' if you are willing, we will at once have
matters so arranged that you shall bo Aunt
to these orphan girls, by a still stronger
title," Cora came to her uncles assistance
and it is probably that their united argu
ments wero too strong for the little woman
to resist, as a few moments later tho clergy
man was heard making a few remarks
which ho ended by saying, " What Ood
has joined together let no man put assuu-
dcr."
1 here were no palo cheeks or sad eyes
in the group gatliored around tlio table
loaded with Thanksgiving luxuries. Cora
was full of gleeful mischief a now element
in her conversation and Aunt Henrietta
full of blushing confusion at the new cm
phasis the children gave the familiar name
Jennie, now a young lady, declares to this
day that from tho very first sho suspected
there was some secret reasons for the ex
traordinary kindness of "The Quoor Little
Man."
A Remarkublo Murder Trial In Ten
nessee.
In Marshall county, Tennessee, there
will soon be a trial for murder which will
possess some . singular featuies. Three
years ago a young man in Marshall county
was engaged to be married to a young lady,
whose family strongly objected to the
union. The lover ran oil' with his intended
twice, but was so closely watched and hot
ly pursuod by the lady's friends , that it
was impossible for the wedding t take
place. Ho made a third attempt, when he
diet the girl at an appointed place, aud took
her on a horse behind him. Thus they
were going to find a minister to make them
oue, when two men sprang up at the road
side aud called upon them to stop. The
young man increased the speed of his
horse, and several shots were sent after
him He rode on a little way and fell from
the horse dragging the girl with him. The
assassins came up and commenced beating
the wounded man unmercifully, he begging
them to desist, as tho shot he had received
would soon finish him. The murderers
proved to he the girl's brothers, and they
tried to force her to get on her lover's horse
and go homo with thorn. This she refused
to do, even by the persuasion of a severe
beating which they gave her. They then
left the two helpless in the road, went home
and told their mother they had "fixed"
that fellow, and left the parts to avoid ar
rest. The girl aud her lover got to the
house of oue of her friends where they were
married, and iu a few hours the husband
breathed.his last. The assassins were short
ly after arrested, aud before the day of their
trial they managed to break jail and escaped
to Texas. They were lately rearrested aud
brought back to Marshall county. They
will be tried in a short time. Tho wife of
the murdered man, their own sister, ex
presses a determination to do all iu ber
power to secure their conviction. She lives
with her husband's sister,and has not gone
near her own family since the tragedy.
A Romance of Rascality.
The BoBton Adverliter says : The history
of Bowles Brothers & Co., tells so like a
romance, that, if the facts had not happen
ed under tho eyes of every one, nobody
would believe it possiblo that such things
could have taken place. Some b!x or seven
years ago, Mr. Charles Bowles set out, like
Captain Kidd, with the world before him
and his fortune to make, and established
his famous banking houso at Paris. How
he managed to struggle through tho first
few years is a mystery, considering how
little trust money could at that early day
have been placed in his hands, since, as far
as appears, neither he nor any one else
put anything into the concern ; perhaps,
for tho reason among others, that no one
had anything to put in ; indeed, he must
have fallen long ago had .it not been for a
surprising piece of good luck. Ho indu
ced Mr. Appleton, of Boston, to bo
come a partner ; at first, with a limited
liability ; but there now seems littlo room
to doubt that subsequently ho persuaded
him to take such part in the business as to
rendor himself generally responsible for tho
dobts of tho firm. It is but just to say that
nething among all the black frauds that
have recently come to light has as yet cast
a breath upon the reputation of this unfor
tunate gentleman ; he has only been the
greatest victim of a gigantic swindle.
Thenceforward tho lines of Mr. Bowles
were cast in pleasant places. He establish
ed nucleuses as he called his branch
banks in such of the great capitals as
pleased his fancy, of which nucleuses none,
there is reason to suppose, paid its expens
es, except, perhaps, the one at London.
He also built an "eyrie" at London, Mr.
Charles Bowles, it is supposed, being the
eagle which inhabited this very agreeable
nest, invested largely in real estate in Ge
neva, and entortained tho world iu general
in the prettiest little villa imaginable by
the side of the lake. No dirty question
of money ovor stood in the way of this
worthy man, either iu his business or his
pleasure nnd considering how ho came by
it, this is no way surprising. Ho was of
large mind, and, perfectly cosmopolitan, ho
taxed all the world aud fleeced with amaz
ing impartiality the American and tho
Japanese. A business conducted on this
basis was, no doubt, very pleasant, but it
could not last forever, whore every ono
drew what he liked and Mr. Appluton alone
deposited. The crash was inevitable, aud
at last it came,
It is long sinco anything so disgraceful
has taken place. It is sad enough that a
man should be a rascal ;but sadder still to
find the world so imbecile as to make such
rascality possiblo. Hero was Mr. Bowles
without monoy or credit, and known by
all to be an adventurer, who succeeded iu
some half-dozen years by shear impudence
and advertising in extracting somo million
of dollars from the public. If it were not
so deplorablo it would be ridiculous. It is
the old story of Dick Turpin aud tho gen
tlemen of bis class, who thought It easier
to take other people's money than to make
their own. Highwaymen, it would seem,
are not altogether passed away, althougl
their operations are carried on on a larger
scale, and travelers are waylayed in rather
a different fashion; and Mr. Charles Bowles,
instead of being punished for felony like
his illustrious predecessors, has probably
only rendered himself liable to seven years
imprisonment for a misdemeanor.
Put Through the Catechism.
In the Christian Intelligencer aro Borne
reminiscences of the lute Dr. Alexander
McClelland, once of Carlislo, Pa., and
in later years of New Brunswick, N. J.,
from which we make the following ex
tract. "Dr. McClelland'a favorite places of
mcachinir were in the country at some of
the numerous 1 springs, ' aud especially in
Perry county, fa., where he could see
original characters, and encounter wit, aud
acuteness, and shrewd'eontroversy, even if
they were blended with the fumes of to
bacco and old rye whiskey. Ou one of
these occasions, after a tramp with his gun
over tho mountains, he reported himself
late on a Saturday night, wet and muddy
to the last degree, at the door of a ruling
elder. The elder, who bad been hearing
the children aud servants say thoir
questions before the holy Sabbath, eyed
tho new corner witty considerable suspicion,
1 An what for uoo d'ye gang such a gait
as this, the night? Are ye fro the valley ?'
Yes, he hud come from the valley. 'And
do ye know your catechism ? What is the
chief end of, man?' That answer was re
turned, and then question followed ques.-
tion until the stranger wont clear through
the book from one blue cover to the other
the reward for which was a good supper
and a night's lodging, 'and welcome.'
Tho next morning tho minister they ex
pected from Carlisle, the Rev. Alexander
McClelland, not having arrived, the old
elder was in considerable tribulation.
Imngiuo his surprise when, on arriving
at the meeting house, the muddy stranger
whom ho had catechized so faithfully the
night before mounted the pulpit, and turn
ed out to be the very man they were ex
pecting !"
Four Men to bo Hanged on Circumstantial
Lvhlcnce.
Four men, all of them whites, are now
laying in the county jail of Burnet county,
Texas, under sentence of death all to be
executed at the same place on January
15th. The names are Benjamin Shelby,
Arthur Shelby, Ball Woods ond William
Smith. They were all sentenced for the
murder of Benjamin M'Keevcr. Their
case taken in all its details, is one of the
most interesting in tho annals of criminals.
The evidence against them, though conclu
sive, was entirely circumstantial. M'Kever
was shot from his horso at night near the
residence of the Shelbys, his throat then
cut, and his body carried on horseback
three miles, and thrown into a cave. A
largo rock was placed ou tho bloody spot
where hia throat was cut, but this precau
tion, instead of concealing the crimo, led
to the arrest of tho criminals. The keen
eyes of a frontiersman saw that the rock
had been recently placed there ; so it was
removed, and indications of blood found.
A closer search resulted in the further find
ing of a paper wadding that had been fired
from a shot gun. On examining a gun of
Benjamin Shelby's, paper wadding was
likewise found iu it, and yet another wad
ding that had been evidently fired from a
shot gun like the first, was found under
Shelby's door-stop. Iu his house was found
a copy of the Chimney Corner, and by com
parison it was ascertained tho throe pieces
of gun wadding had been obtained from
that paper.
There wore several other circumstances
pointing strongly to the accused men as
tho murderers; therefore the jury who
tried them did not hesitate to find them
guilty of murder in the first degree. The
verdict is generally approved by tho citi
zes of Burnet county, and tho latest ad
vices from tlioro indicate that there will
probably bo no interference by superior
courts or the governor to prevent the de
creed quadruple execution.
Sliigular Phenomenon In Ohio Is It u
olcuno I
Three miles from Buiubridgo, lioss coun
ty, is located a hill of considerable altitude,
known as "Copperas Mouutain." Out of
the too of the mountain issues a constant
stream of smoke, while ou its summit and
general surfaco tho vegetation has withored
and died, until tho whole presents a barren,
sterilo aud desolate aspect, blasted as if by
a whirlwind of firo. The ground on tho
top of the hill is so uncomfortably hot that
it is almost impossible for a barefooted
person to walk thcro. It is believed by
persons who have visited and inspected
this luuu naturae, that the entire interior
of tho hill is a mass of ignited combustible
matter, and that tho fire is and has been
spreuding with considerable rapidity. The
theory presented to account for this strange
phenomenon is that ou or about the first of
last October tho party to whom the land
belongs, was burning brush on the hill-side,
and that tho flumes communicated to in
flamable mattor, probably crude oil, coal
or other combustible substances, contained
in the geological formation of tho hill, and
tjiat tho hill being full of such matter, the
fire gradually gained headway, until the
intorioi has bocomo a moss of molten met
al. The quenching of the fire is, of course,
impossible from its situation, and how long
it will burn, and when, if ever, the fire will
reach a point where it can be controlled,
can only bo conjectured. At present there
is no danger to be apprehended to property
in the vicinity, but there is no telling what
shape the thing may eventually take, and
there are not wunting those whose imagin
ative disposition lead them to predict that
this Is but the beginning of what may turn
out to be a young volcano. Cleveland Her
ald. VST A pumpkin pio, ten feet in diameter
and four feet deep, was the chief feature
of a California dinner, recently. The en
joyment of the guests was marred some
what by a child fulling into Hha pie and
drowning before their eyes.