tIE - X TDB E S • By O. V. CUTTER. Soul' of the Workltthe Piess the Pram! What Wonders bast thou wrought i Thou rainbow realm of mental bliss, - Thou starry sky of tbougbt t - As dew upon the thirsty flowers; As the blessed light - of heaven; And widely as the summer showers, Thy silent aid is giveit. • Yet and thou flame upon' the - earth, Likeths - dread volcano's plow ;- And tyrants trembled'at thy birth, • AO at the earthquake's Mil*. - Hest Ilion not lit the darkest land, - And broke the fellest chain • The despot's red *merged. bask Shall never , forge,agaill-. Anoiber Sun I thy brightness ion - O'er the dark benighted world., 'Artd on thy panic-stricken fries • -Thy lightning fisshes herr& . • - Dark_superstition eronelid where 4 er • - , Thy thunder seething fell, And murderous bigots quaked with fear, As at the tismns of hell. . . . And priestly craft and kingly power Have striven to bind thee down : But sh i how low beneath tiles cower the mitre and the crown! Thy nod can lop the proudest head; The world thy siepter owns : The path thou dost to glory tread, That pith is paved with throne,. Yet thou art gentle as the breeze- - - srbe latest breath of day ; But chaisless as the mighty seas, . In thy resistless sway. -- At thy command the seals were broke That boned the silent deep, . And liberty and truth awoke - • Prm _cm:ant:les of sleep. Then first to every "sinful shore, That man in darkness trod, The brigbi - and speedy pinions bore • The beacon words of God. - The sage; limps the muses' Iyre • Thou broughest o'er ocean's foam ; Th - e tEellar light of vestal fire; The cliknen& of Rome. Then music rose in Ramie chimes And the idles of barbarous seas First beard Athepia's wordi snblitne— . Thy-words, Demosthenes! And plate's lore and Sappho 's lay, O'er other lands were borne, • Where late was heard the wilti foray, The savagthunter's horn. ' • JThou-flag . of troth ! . tby folds here streaUted _ get Jimmy a field Of blood; : ._ An I o'er the wreck of empires gleamed, Like the rainbow o'er the flood ; -The patriots eye still turns to thee, And bails thee from afar, ' :' _.: As the wanderer on the trackless sea ' . .. . liali hailed his guiding star. , - Thou toseh of hope, thy blaze shall Imma Veen:111110ns yet to be, • And llama above the Nom! urn *Of - crimson monarchy"! .- • The world already hails thy light, As the Chaldeana of old, • - When flashing o'er the clouds of night The star of Bethlehem rolled. , Like letters on the Persiin's wall, , • But plainer to be read, Is thy over bright and burning scroll, That tyrants mark with dread. O'er scepter, throne and disdim, • • Hangs thy portentous glire— the sword o'er last Jerusalem, Buipendedin the air.- While to the hearthstone ofthe And - to the - cottage hearth, Thou brinest a daily festival _ Of namelesi, priceless worth, Thou lightest rip the pallid cheek Of the -deserted poor, And to the captive, worn sod weak, Openets.the prison doer, - ' 0! o'er in tliy columns bright, Let truth and virtue blend ! Be ever, ever in the right! , Be ever labor's friend. Hir strong and honest arm shall lie Thy bulwark in distress ; God bless the land of liberty ! God guide our country's Press ! JOE CHICKWEED'S COURTSHIP, • AID How He was Cat Out. BY Loris S. BVADICIC. "I vow r said Joe Cpickwee3. as he stood before the , parloirnirror,patting the last touch to his well oiled hair, "if' tet-this night pass withoutinding just bow 1 stand with Melin da Martin, then I'm a Cow. The critter's al, waysacted so pesky skittish that there's been no getting around her. _ I 1114 her, and she knows it, and 'm incliuird'Ut think she likes me; but she likes more than one string to her bow, and I ain't sure but she'd ship me "any minute if she could make sa better bar gain. Maybe I'm doing her an injustice, and I hope . Pam-; but she acts - same:times 'tartiid ly like areal coquette, nd I dont know what . to make of her. But to-night,' he -added, fitting an immensely high and an immensely wide-brimmed_ hat upon' his shining bead. tomight Z9l settlethe matter—l'll cross the • Rubicon, if I get my boots full of water.— Melinda ain't-a bad spec, and I might *do worse most anywhere else.' Do tell it , it's- come to that P exclaimed old Mrs: Chickweed, who had entered _the room, 'unacitiied by her soo, in tima to'hear leis last sentence—' well, I've all along bad a notion that you was iimiein that-'ere direc tion.:. . - . Joe turbed red from his eye-whikers to his ankles. and looked very Sheepish. He worked very busily ; too for a few eeoonils, with brush ing some imaginary dust fro - m_ a place be lateen the shbulders of his i coat, which be coukin't reach, but said nothing. . There ain't nothio' tribe ashamed on, Joe; tontianed s aeiona old lady, llPPPerent -4 rattly , at the discovery sbe bad **de,' you spoke gospel troth when you said you might do worse silseabere. -*Ho des a nice gal' - - Welk' said Joe, gaining some coon% from his mother's manner, '"l'm glad you think so, for hm botitd to make her my, wife, It what t. asked the oldlady. Well, if everything's favorable.' Don't you fear anything's& Agin it.. You just do your 'duty, Joe, and Melinda's yourn. Rerneinber the farm. • `lt is a fine—firM, no ni!staker said the yousig man, earnestly.' - 'No better farm •of its size in the whole country than the . Widder Martin's Chickweed in an emphatic tone. - •" 'No, P think not' And then see how it's stocked : two yoke of the best steers in all these parts, besides her two, hossaii, Sayin' whin' about the rest of the critters. . And,-- of course, they'll go with Melinda when the +kidder's dead, and before, top, roy•-you•wiii go right onto the farm as soon aspen marry, and take charge ottivery thing.' • • 1 • go6d opening, that's a' Cad,' - said Joe; but I put' a higher-value on. Melinda than on all the other property.' . And well you should; though the , farm and fixin's ain't to be despised' Oh I ain't one- to despise 'em 1' • Joe laughed and left the room, and soon after Ire feft the house, and made his way as expeditels as the, gloom Of evening -would permit toward the residence of the Widow Martin. A light was burning in the front room, bin the window-curtains• were closely drawn, so that he could not get a viw into the apartment as he passed along the yard.— Ele knocked at the door, and _was mitnitted by the widow in person, who,,after inquiring benevolently after his health, usherkd to-the larlor. rt was already occupied by two person—+ ,Melinda and Retil*n Sparks,' he latter a young snarl who had recently returned to Spring rifle from California, and who was looked upon with special disfavor by tire young fir mer. Joe mitts welecmed by the young lady, but not so cordially as formerly; and by no means so cordially as Joe: thought his dire. lie was greeted by Mr Sparks in a sort of jaking,con de-cending way that raised his ire inwardly., however, the conversation that followed was apparently agreeable to all par*s„ and the evening wore away till the - %low retired, When Mr. Sparks intimated theft was per-_ heist time for him to be ,rettirni g, as it was quite a little walk to the village': Melinda at once asserted that, it. was veryearly indeed, and-he -should not think of lea ng so soon ; is whereupon Mr. - Sparks was induced to remain a while lo er, end Mr. Chickweed was se- creilr ea rn e d mei Melinda should' be so talc 'en up ividie company of the young sprig. California became - the topic of conyersa tion,land Iteuben Sparks shone brilliantly in his deK,riptive accounts of the country, and what-rh, e bad done there.' 'Then you went into the diggin's inquir ed Joe, in response to something his, rival had uttered. 'By no maw' replied Sparks, loftily. 'I let digging to thOse that were Used• to it; , I hadn't* taste that way. 'Oh, then you stopped in town Certainly. 'twines.% I s'pose,,first rate there.' • 'Yeq. A young man 'of tat - eat -will soon engage himself in. profitable-employment.' 'Then l's'l:eet you must have done extra -ordinary well l' said Joe, in a tone he intend ed should be sarcastic. ' `Oh !' replied. the other -laughing in a meaning was, and winking with one eve at the young liZtly, who appeared to 'take,' and enjoyed it accordingly—' as for that matter ,I can't complain. • I think I improved my chances—l rather think I did. I dont com plain,by no means.' • hen why didn't you stay Ringer t You weren't gone but a short time ; you should have:Stayed a year or two more, and made yourself independent.' Perhaps am independent already; I Say perhaps. .Of courts I can't tell you the ex act amount I made—l think that is quite unnecessasy. • 'Oh, quite.' And perhaps, too, there 'were attractions in this part of the_world,as alluring as gold.' He looked knowingly at Mrlinda a.s' he spoke, and gave her another wink which that young lady seemed to relish, though she blushed and appeared wonderfully embsrass ed for a moment.- Joe noticed what occur red, and didn't at all fancy the course affairs seemed to be setting. He knew that be sho'd feel and appear peculiarly savage, if be re mained- much longer, so he hinted that it was about time for him , to be going—and what Served to enrage him more than aught else, Melinda-appeared to be of the same mind, for she made no objection., So be took his hat and departed, with firmness in his step and bitterness in his heart. 'I don't like the looks of things at all,' he muttered to himself, as he walked on through the dark; 'she's alt9frether -too tender wrrh that chap to be agreeable to me.. If Ile bias not turned her head, then there's a mistake somewhere. I dont believe he has brought money enough from Californy to buy a rope to bang him sith - 2_ He's after the widder's farm, now, to make it up, bet my hat.— Yes, sir, he means to catch Melinda, and I've been fool enough to wait till this time before coming to a final point. But perhaps it ain't too late yet!' he added after a few inornents reflection; maybe she'll consent to have me yet. if I like no time in asking her., I'll try it, I vow I will. go over again te.mor row.-and have the thing settled. _ . And having come to this conlnsion, he hurried forward, and soon after was -dreaming of Melinda . Martin, the widow. himself,and an infinite number of Reuben Sparkses, who wee all endeavoring to chase him up a steep bill, and 'beat his brains out with bars of California gold. '. Mrs. -Chickweed was most - anxious nest morping to learn from her son Abe result - of his mission to the widow's', but Joe was silent and pensive, avoiding bis_rnother!s eye, and keeping away from the house as much as possible. • *Lati in the evening he carefully dressed himself in his best suit, and with a look . of determination - stamped ',u - pon his features, be once more_set out to visit the fickle Melinda. He found her at borne, and alone. - 'Hope you spent an agreeable evening' yesterday,' remarked Joe, after be had tamed the meal compliments, and seated himself. near the yonn lady.' . 'ob; yea, r did, I m ' mute you was Ito rept -*,etr. sparks, : , aboold say, is a vary ants?. taining - young luau • Toe din't think JIIICI•ChT4'. of tbo kit: ! !.l,' bet quit* tbiett . 0 WE ARE ALL EQUAL BEFORE 001)011) TITS CONSTITV - TlOrt...Jazites Buctaana n. ottrose, 2 , usotitannie - ttogntg, 'Be indeed,' respondedlfelinda. Joe looked anything -but pleased at this en comium on his rival, and sat for-some mo• ments in 'utter silence. At length ha turned to the yonng lady and spoke: ' came here•lastevening; he sail:4loth the intention of speaking to you on a particular subject, but I found you so engaged that I determinedio call again to-night, and so— so—, Sere yon are, said Winds, smiling at Ms embarrassment. !Yes, here lam. And,' now that rm beta, I'll tell you at once what I has's come for. You know I love you; I've told you as mach naore'n once, end I've flattered myself that I weren't indifferent_to you. But now I wish you to tell tam if , yon really love me in ettern, and ifit may 'hope- to make you my %viral Will you marry me I' - roe, hiving arrived' at this important 'quest= ion, looked tenderly and appealingly into her faciand breathlessly awaited the reply. She colored slightly and bent her eyes to the ground. - 'You are quite right, she said, - 'in supposing that iron are not indifferent to me, for I-re gard\you very - highly.' 'Then all my fears have been groundless 1' uttered Joe, exultingly. ,"But,' continued the lady, "I cannot tier) , well grancyour wish regarding—' 'What cried Joe, his countenance sudden ly changing. 'I cannot very well marry von r 'And wity- can't - you f I'd like to know what's to hinder you marrying if you think enough of me.' . 'There is one reason in particular' 'What is it I' Tin engaged to another Joe turned pale. 'Spears I' he cried. 'tell me, is it Sparks I' 'Well, and if it is: 'I know it ! Blast him, I knew what he was Vier V . 'I don't know that Mr. Sparks has timed in any way as he should not!' remarked the young lady, waimly. 'He is'a cheatin' villain !' replied Joe ; in dignantly.. the kind.' don't know Win; he's nothing of the kind.' 'ICA..you that don't know ; but you wilt before long. I've been deceived, and I ain't afraid to say Sn I's cimtinued he, snatch ing. up his hat ; 'its the money he pretends to have that's lost me a wife; but when you want. t(4: 'Quell it just as like as not you won't be He rushed from the" hence as he uttered those words, and- hurried homeward. He foUnd his mother still up, and was eagerly in terrogated by her as to the luck he bad met with. He told her all,• and little condolence was she enabled, to offer him in return. For two or three days following,Joe Chick weed raid verylittle, but thotight One morning be met ills mother with ing face and a sort of triumph in his look. The old lady was somewhat surprised at this certain change in her son's en - saner. 'Why, what on girth's the matter now, Joe V said she ; 'hope you ain't goiO' to go crazy' _ 'got by a long shot,' replied Joe, ain't quiteso big a fool as that.' • 'Than what ails you I' I've got it all arranged at last—l've got 'em now." 'Who I What I' 'Why, TAlelinda, and that vagabond Rent). Sparks—hall. ha I I'll surprise him.' 'Wen, 1164y0u goin' to do it 'Oh, it's all ,- right4 said Joe, laughing slyly do it, darn'd if I don't. ni get the aneakin' critter - 'But how—bow, Joe 1' Can't you speak oskt 1 What's got into the boy 'l' asked the old lady, dying with curiosity to know what was his plan. 'Weil, now, tell you all'about it,' began Joe, assu ming a more sober tone. 'Well; I just wish you would' 'You know the wilder has always favored my keeping company with Melinda. • 'Well I' =`And I do believe sbe's desp'rate down on that . feller, Sparks,. coming into her family' les.' 'ln that MO she wouldn't very willingly. let her property' go into his hand' 'But, cording to the will of old Mr. Martin, the property ain't to go out of her hands till" she's dead. 'Jut so—but Sparks would hire all the benefit. And now I'm coming to the p'int— it's just there Pro going to floor Reuben Sparks!' 'Well, !et us bear 'The widder Martin herself ain't n bad looking woman !' Joe remarked, in asort of a mysterious tone of voice, glancing tip sudden ly into his mother's face. 'No— but what's that got to do. with the matter replied the old lady, impatiently. 'And she ain't -Very old, neither,' continued he. with the same air. 'Why, - sbe,can't. be more'n forty.' 'So I should think ; and she has &good chance of living. forty mote.' ' - 'Weil, and what of it - 'Just this;' raid Joe, leaning , over to reach his mother's ear-11/ many the wid der P • Mrs. Chickweed, expecting as she was, something startling, was nt prepared for this. She uttered an exclamation of unbounded surprise, started upward from-her seat, and then sank back - and fixed her eyes with a va cant cant stare upon_her son's far;e. •Well,' said Joe,q ho'e you don't see any thing times agin it' 'Yo—no stammered hir: mother, recover ing somewhat from the shock she bad re- i ceived ; 'hut are you really in airnest, Joe— will you marry the widder `To-be sure I will, and that's the whole of it.' .I'm going up to see her this very day. I'll marry her if she'll have me, and be - fe• venged on Melinda for ct.tting we as she has for that Wasted Sparks.'"l'll teach 'em what's what I' - - Joe was as good as his word. Ho sought the widow and.made his proposal... She das . more astonished -than Abe knew how to ex press, but .she Was more 'gratified than she was astonished. Fresh and fair as she was, coasideritio bar years, - sbe bad Lever given over the idea Of winning another , husband - but it bad.never entered her bead that she could possible Seam so young . 1)11 estimable a prite rsab* : ahloksieed , 4 0 0 proviso bls . propor• W," t,hat'thsty be otailied pr iv#tely . the day helot% die Marriage of Sparks with the widow's daughter, and that it should be kept a secret *Mil that wedding had taken place. To this tint wide* readily agreed, al though it was a held task sometimwt for her to restrain' the enjoyment - she experienced, and prevent the secret being discovered. - The evening Wore the nuptials of,Sparks and Melimly at length arrived, and.all the prepanitions for Vie ceremony on the ensuing. day were cempl4ted. When daritnes bad fairly set in, whirl Melinda was so occupied with the compaiv and conversation of her soon-to-be bust:mid as. to be completely ob-, livious to all elsei Mrs. Martin cantioutiy left the house, and . Meeting Joe near at hand, she hastened wi l l him to the residence of the Chickweed.. minister, 'who bad beep. duty achnonishech to secrecy, was in attend ance; and in lewhhan half an hour - thereafter Joe was a tnaviied man, and the-no:tenger widow was on hat way back to her home partiug from Joe with a single but very enor mous kiss, with which he was content. to sat isfy himself, considering what *as to follow from,so doing on the morrow. The wedding passed off next day to the en tire satisfaction of all parties. The affair took phice in the morning, at the residence of the bride, and at the hour of noon all the guests, with the exception, of Joe Chickweed, who had been formally invited, had departed.— Why he remained - so long it pulled the new-. ly-married pair to surmise, as they had not supposed 'be would be present at all. Joe took it very 'easily, however, : and seemed Anne unembarrassed by the occasional ban tering% of the happy Sparks. '1 s'pose, said Joe, addressing himself to the newly-made husband, as they were all as. semhled in the parlor together—' s'pe . te you'll take up your _residence in, the village right away—buy you a nice house and live fashionably I' Ob, no,' replied Mr. Sparks—' dou't know as Isbell.' • What ! ,Well, now, I cal - elate you don't have any idear of settling on a farm , ?—you ain't used to that work, you know' ' Don't know 'but 1 . may,' said Sparks, as• suming a .carcless air and tone; ' coining on hot weather, you know, and living in town is a bore in summer. Yes, think I shall try country life for a while; I ain't in the best of health, and a farm life may improve me.' • Well,' responded Joe, deliberately, ' can't say that I'm sorry you're going to stay with -.l..tlaielc• = g ra 41mt iv-would be - to - your benefit to work on a farm fora while; and we'll try to make it as comfortable for you_rts we' oak r Mr. Sparks looked at him, and Mrs. Sparks looked at him ; then they looked at one an other and laughed. No doubt,' remarked Mr. Sparks, you'll make a very agreieable neighbor—very agree= able indeed. . • Oh, imillegt AltikwymAaLkemora , g ood right—of 'course we will,' said Joe giant:log with a look of intelligence toward the former widow. Again Mr. and Mrs. Sparta glanced at one another, but this time they didn't, laugh. What do you mean 1' they asked simul taneously. `Oh, excuse rue;, 7 (not that you didn't know what* has transpired. The fact i the widow, here, and myself, taking a mutual liking to each other, were married list night ! We should have invited you to the wedding, but we knew you were so engaged—' What I—mirried l' cried Mr. Sparks, springing to his feet, while a look of horror overspread his features. His wife sat pale as a gliost;,utterlY unable to speak a word. ' Certainly, married,' said Joe, coolly. ,` Is this sot" be inquired, turning to the late widow. ' You noarieir upon all be sap,' she re plied. ' Then I have been swindled--imposed upon—deceived ! And you knew of this also, and led me on I' be continued in a violent tone, addresing his wife. You worked to get me, while this infernal cheat gets all the property 1' , `No—it's not so; exclaimed Melinda, burst ing into' tears ; I knew nothing of it. And I thought you married me for mysilf, and not for money, you pretended to have enough of that - yourself r Reuben Sparks smiled a sickly and a scorn fulsmile. ' It's even as I tbouglit; his money's so deep in bank that ho never:llle able to dig ii out,' remarked Joe. ' You scheming rascal gasped Sparks. looking as if it would be the height of pleas ure to eat him entirely up, body and bones. Oh, fire away I it don't hurt any ; and I've got a long lease of the farm—' • ' You scoundiel !' ' And the horses,"and the steers- 1 ' Qh ! you miserable cheat !' ‘-And the firia's genaratly—' Fool-!' 'And moreover, continued Jce, assuming a more sober and. sterner tone, and grasping Sparks firmly by the collar as he spoke— ' among -other things I've . got a word or two of advice for von. You married Melinda in the expectation of stepping into snug proper t. v, palming yourself off as a man of means to your'end.., You are the real schemer, !mica part of your scheme has failed. Take my advice and it will.-be well with you ; use your wife as Vou know yon should—go_ to work like a man—and strive to be an hon est one: And finally, don't let the hear you make 'use of .%any more such expressions as you just now bestowed upon me, or I'll thrash you within an inch of your life I Remember,' added Joe,_giving .him a shake, as a terrier would a rat, you're mrson ‘ now, 'cording to law, and you must have a slight *bow of re spect. for your father r Reuben' Sparks seemed to come tit once to his senses, and-after a little reflection conclu ded that the advice be bad-received wag, upon the whole, the 660 , hp-could not upon; and for many a yewr thereafter Joe Chickweed looked' upon,bim as a moat valuable assis tant.. :Sr A nnbleman having siivan a grand party, his tailor was ansooff: the company, and was thus addressed by ht lordship: '.:My dear sir, I r'etuernbafyonr catie,-but I forkat your . name: . • . . Th e oiler whispered, ‘. zaula your I)=4. ales." • ' • The uottlensno taking him by tha hand, OActitifried; - "lfiicr gr 4303 / 311 ;! I ° l . leflo/4" p 7 to see yon !" , ' UNCLE fitAlann; STORY• . .A FROM THE RECORDS OF A LIFE. -0~-- - Br ITILLIS E. PAWL am waiting fur the story, I saidlo Uncle Martin, as I sat, cosily,: wrappe4in dressing gown and slippiirs, facing an uncle who, for . forty rears, bad let a single life, and who bid fair to continue a bachelor "unto they eye- , `What story r he asked, pawing a mo.: meet in , his devotions to theaontents of a pipe that had traveled Com Stambout to Ametica via Catfoivin. ' 'The story you promised= .to Wine long,, beg" The reason why you are a bull , Blot if I must be more explicit,' stoswered. and, wherefore I Let me see; 'be question embraces - an extent of twenty yeas —almost your lifetime, is it nOt 'Within a lustrum of it. 'Well, it seems to me that I recollect some thing about this promise to you, and I may as well fulfill it now; and be done with, it. But do you know what you will hear 'No, I do not; except that it will. be inter esting romantic, and— I paused. 'Something, bow' 'And true,' I added. totnething more still' 'Then tell me, for were I to guess fiom now till the rising sun wakens Cherry and Blossom, and recalls them from a canary's dream-land, I could not guess right,' 'You will hear what no other person Las heard ; you will see what•no other person has seen, except the one that gave it tri long ago. As - my uncle spoke, he laid away his pipe, and, drawing up a alehder gold chain that hung about his neck'(one day of my first re collection is that chain. When I was a child, and was dandled upon his knee, it was my delight 'to clasp it in my tiny fingers, and try—all vainly—to get it entirely in my pos session), revealed a locket attached to the end. i looked up at him, and though there was no traces of a struggle going on within, I felt-sure that rnemory was busy at,his heart. strings, and that, a picture of other days was before him.. have not opened this since this day last year. It the anniversary of a day of sor row ,to-me n and..-..tiosoclated` as it - ter with 'this piciture and the story I am about to relate;--- 41tis seems a most appropriate time.' Ile paused: . hardly knowing how to answer him, I did the next best thing—remained silent, waiting for him to continue. Nay, as I saw him at tempt to open the locket, and then pause, as if ashamed it, might cause emotions which would unman him, I turned my eves from him -for :a moment. When next : My ; glance rested upon him. the incket was open. - 'Look at it, Willie.' I took it, and glanced at the'face that met my view. It was a face which, at first sight, did not seem very beautiful ; there was noth ing glorious in the beauty of the pictured fatte. Mit the more you gazed, the more you became impressed—were you looking --with the sweetness that shone, like linsper's light, from her dark-browed eyes. A light scarf was thrown carelessly, yet gricefultv, over her shoulder; a lace collar rcated-upon-ber neck, and her lips - seemed just on the eve of the parting, as if to utter some !tweet ukaur ance of affection "to one beloved." 'What do yqu think of the picture 1 ) `The more I look, the more I like it. She teems m if AbbOt to speak to me.' _ 'Shall I tell you what she spoke to me sr 'Yes, please.' Uncle Martin took the locket, and, touch ing another spring, showed a " recess back of the portrait, from which he took a strip of paper. It was yellow with age, and crump led, as though tears had fallen upon it. Ido not doubt but that tears had dropped upon it in the years gone by. 'How does it read I' he asked, as, be bindid the slip of paper to me. , I looked at it and then at Mtn. Then I had : there . needlt eircs: was the low response. 'Thine nom; thine ever !' The words fell slowly. from my lips. I knew how the sound of them would affect him, and was not surprised to'see him bury his face in his hands, and give - evidence of deep emotion. 'Surely,' I thought,,as I look ed at the - face and the motto, 'surely it.may have been more than a alight cause that brought about dissension among ,Hearts that love as my uncle must have loved ; fnearly a score of years have passed away, and. yet the. wound has not wholly healed. 'Yes,' he at last said, 'that is the Way it reads, or did read, once. No*, I read it Botnew bat different.' 'How, uncle r `Thine no ! Thine I never 1' I could not. comment upon the construc tion. I felt that it was a true rendering now, though once it might have - been, dif ferent. 'This is its meaning now,' added my uncle, its if divining my thoughts. 'The last time I looked at .this strip a paper, the words seemed placed to read so; hence my desire that you should read Them. It.'was an Op tical delusion, but the sense of the sentenee is as I have rendered it. She is wit mine ; she never will be mine. `Slip back the paper in its hiding-plaee ' he added, after a moment's pause. 'Slip it hack, and close the locket. I aiustAtiook on that face again, until a trielmonth hes rolled around; until there comas a summons for me to join that caravan, of which the p oe t tells us. You remember the passage, do you not. If so, repeat it' , , In a Jow voice 'complied with his request, and the noble thought of Bryant, In his •Thanatopsis,' fell upon his ear : , 4 , ,50 live, that when the summons comes tojoiti The itmpmerable maven, which moves To that mysterious realm,.iithers eaeh ahall take His chamber in iho slept halls of death; ' Then gp not—liko the quarry slave . at night, Foourgbd to his dungeon—hut* sustained and soothed By an unfaltering trust, approach thy grave, lAke one who amps the drapery of.hbs couch About - him, and lies demi to phassaut, dawns." 41 iVilan tbit 80;101011 601b011: ha opetinued, ee lb* mond of my wit's died'sw*y, bops to beiefileiently bible to be able to bold the ploture:of Nellie .Grey ..in my band, and look one hut look at his sweet face: . I have always loiedlter, - thcaigb she Veiled a dagger its roses, and thea'sheatbed it in my heart. The odor remains, though. the blood has been wailed away by the years whose swift tide hatirolled over it, carrying-drop by drop to mingle in the ocean of the plait. But if I Rio tell you the story, it is timeto begin -Lower the curtain, and put out the light. _lt is a story fit , only for the fire-lightsto ehine upon, and the ashes beneath • the glowing coals are a fit type of a heart above, 'which colt the coals.of Memory glow. - I consplied with his wishes, and in snhstanee, he legated what follows t "Nellie Grey and• t were near neighbors. The • farms . kif our respective parents Joined each other, or, rather,• we-Were only separated - by a row of willows: In those- day; peaCe And amity reigned to such an -extent, that there was• no need 'of fences to= .mark the boundaries of property. •The _laws of Aram Ind Teum were as unknown as that principle in mechanics (so long as sought for, and whin& will never be found) La which perpe, teal - n"4011 is to be established. Nellie was a year or yOunger than myself, and though not absolut,ty a beauty, yet had sufficient loveliness to urn the heads and win the hearts of nearly.a th e f arm e r youths- within a circuit of ten *Ales: But none of 'them were received with he favor with which she looked upon me, and7radually it grew to be a settled,f.act that her ire f arenee was immov able fixed, and, one by 'cc, suitors dropped away, discouraged at - the trasp that hung, so temptingly beyond their mph, leaving me, sole master-of the field. Somshow or other, I did not glory in this. I felt c.nscious that I loved Nellie Grey, with a 10ve 55 deep as the ocean's depth, and-as changels., as d m immutable bills that have stood the w ar and tear of centuries, - and on which the..egsl mo - od . looking now, sees no altera: on since its beams first fell upon them, on night after the ark rested on Arar.it. Ana Nellie was 'conscious of Ibis, and returned the affection I had for her, with all the ardor and the impulse of yout h. I credit her with sincerity during the happy period of our lives. In the quiet afternoons we would walk under the willows, and , watch the sun sink behind the western hills, and, as mfartn twined a• round her yielding form, end my eves met her, as I made this_saeet confession—'Nellie, I love you, I never failed to get the answer I expected. Her brown ayes would look up to mine, and her lips would say; `And I love you,' and then—how could we help it -- 1 Our lips would meet, and we would sent the mu• teal confession with a kiss. Ali I those by gone hours beneath the willows I They mark a bright era in the history of my life, and— alas I that it should be so—serve also to re real the greater, deeper darkness of the da3s that followed after. Willie, I have watched the sun rise and kiss the bps of stony Memnon on: his , ancient throne; I have floated south ward down the tide of the . (3.2lidakieiver, 'through the sunny valleys of smiling Spain ; I have stood in the shadow Of Saint Peter, in , the city upon the seven .Hills ; I have stood where the three hundred fell at Thertnopyle ; I have bathed my face with the water drawn from the wells at Elim; and cooled my brow beneath the shadow .oast by its seventy palm trees; I have battled With desert sands, and with ocean's storm; I have watched the sun sink behind western prairies- and, from the shore of the Pacific, saw it dip its crimson di-c in the cooling wave ; I have been temp est tossed, and a prisoner ; I have lingered in the vales of Arcady, and suffered uflder the froxen Pole ; but there never came a day, or an hour, when the memory of those sweet seasot a of solitary communion was effaces from my mind. .But I weary you, and will hasten on. All through the summer in whiehabe reach ed her eighteenth birthday, our companion ship was one sweet—tender and uncontrolled. Our parents were - well pleased with the drift of our affections, and, _I ticlubt, not, often Wired over the apparently-approaching nuptials. And we 1 One day 'I asked her to fix thelirne when a husband's right to guard and to oherish her would be given me. She said tbit, on the day 'appointed by the Governor of the State as a day s tf general thanksgiving, there would be special cause for kin our homes. Boit was agreed between us, and the months that _intervened seemed to dwindle down to days as I looked hope fully forward. 'About two months previous to the lime we supposed our nuptials would take place, it became necessary for me to visit a town in a distant state; on business connected with our family estate. I had a long . ioterview with Nellie ere I started. An artist named. Sylvanus Osborne bad been staying in Abe' vicinity, and her • father had taken the opportunity to seoure a portrait of his daughter. This picture—you are holding it now in your hand—Nellie gave me at that parting interview. With it was the slip of paper, with the. motto you_ have read. I comforted her' as well as (could, and assured her that absence would butt , strengthen my affection for her. Sheseemed - distressed be. yond measure at the thought of separating from me for the three weeks Lwonld proba bly be absent. and wept, long and bitterly, as my lips met hers for the last time. until I retyprd. -Mre'iny uncle p . rauved.. I handed him a glass of water; he just-wet his bps with the liquid, and then continued : 'I went away, carrying with me the pic ture and the sweet assurance of Nellie's love. I left Sylvanipt Osborne behind . me; ind when I returned home—after a stay,prolonged two weeks beyondwhat !originally intended —I found that he had—' I started to my feet at the thought of what was.coming. Could it be possible, 'Nay,' he continued, after pausing ‘a mo ment, bxiking, at tile astonishment depicted upon my countenance, 'do not wonder; , my absence ibe, bad found a consoler.— She bad listened to °that words of lore, and, tinder the willows, bud made anew confess sion: She bad giver( use the picture the ar tist paintod,'and had 'given herself to. the ar tist.. 1 will not tell you of the hours immediately succeeding the disexwerypf dog mit. I will not undertake to deserib'ethe anguish in which 1 wee plunged as .1 listened to the fstory of her betrothal, and the ap preachiug bridal. I esked-if it was sanotioned by Farmer Prey, and was anewered int the ifflrMative: question - id ng fUrther in the• matter, thringb' my brother—yoqr father, lirgli e —.4 ave me _what iefonnatiott - ba bad end darn my atom* 14411144. *it • liatzt!itt XittinEtr . . . . If . 11; Osborne witi.ieriwealthyr, and. that Jill appearance. as an arti4 was a freak of , fancy.. Ille Ltd 'strolled into! our - vininity, and tliii sr.zeet face and engaging manners, of Nell's!, had captiVated him, 1 For this.:- Coild . not blame Min. Had net. others knelt •at her feet I litia he knoll of any Orin, envie ment, his conduct mit have been different,. for he seemed tc is -be reaci,of honor and , in r t tegrity. re ribs'en ' ' hid hot e v en harried il his proposal: Be ,k w only whit boniMoir repbrt said, and when he confesaid his love to Nellie (Irby; do found that rather bad--an usual—played.lnns false, for. sill's, '11C11;ed sweetly upon him, and ,sent him away with.' a happy, heart.. I tee'e often svonderedif, '- at that hour, any thoight of 'me crowed her mind. 'Pub.* her.itliver'W wealth dazzled, ' her eyea,`lsiptt ao ca ptivated he heart ,thak she thottght only 'till the futnre, anteirwi nething_tor.the past.l . Perhaps—but Conjec ture is nieleas. ' Let me return to actuality. ' They 'were inarriel ; but. I dill not stay to witness the cerestuitty: . '1 - left /setae and 'country , and becaMe a ' , Wanderer upon the face of the'eartle. ,I carried with me wherever I Went, this -picture and the . promise-of the falselellie Grey. ...I schooled, - my heart to hate her bat it wouldltot learn. the lesson. • Neither deiddl forget her. Hes image was before rq, night and '.day, what ever situation I was r i n.. - In my dreamt, her face came to me, shd since More I walked _ under the willows,lan i ll , 'made a sweet smarts. , viva ; once morn I \ raid, Eliellid, I love you, ' but I ever awoke befdre she gave the answer. Was it not singular' I Just , as I bent my head to listenmy dream would end; and the darkness and the oekaitity of _despair made my heart ache. - 1 'So the years passed4-fire, -tin, fifteen " 1 years. Then I returned home to find you a youth, verging on manhood, and—something more—a grave in tile churchyard, on which . was inscribed—Nellie-Linton . P • Once again l' started to My feet,-saying-= Yeilie Linton P i .. . ' Yes, replied my uncle. 'Let me drcip. the .4ine of Osborne now, for the disguise is no loner needed. ' Do not blush *hen I tell Yee that'-. know ydur secret; 'big I believe that Alice is g olik e iher mother in one thing at least. She will Ikeep the troth she has plighted to you; i k now sh e will. ' And - now I flak told you my atory.- Thiy ear that Nellie .7.e e d happily with her husband:: I have diet Mdi several tithes since I havebeen here, and what little! know cf him confirms melin believing that she did. ' What else I Nething, except that Nellie's daughter_ will be to my nephew What Name was not to me— faithful and tritei as becomes a. woman.' - J 1 . ' -- - : In Islay_ there ill to ho a Bridal.:' Need I tell you whose!' 'I As We_ pass through the ixikals of the chetah, after the rhiaister his joined o ur hands, We will go Icy a graire, mar which themyrtles' blossom-4EO: we will pause a moment, and, if Uncle Martin drops a tear there, who is therathaterill chide him I ' A WEtritttn tz4 MUCANAAII.-••A recent writer relates a sce n e which took place at the pastor's house. 1 The young - parson hay. ing arranged the folks, commerical . . `John Sutter, do sou take, Melindk Woods. in. the presence of-th=e wit nesses,' tQ ba. your laafal wedded wifc;fi 'That's coot.here for,' answered Mr. Sutter, cramming Ins hinds into his brapehes pockets. Ton will please answer yeai or no! 'Yes or no, •proMptly returned . the,gentio , man. . `No, no say yes ' Y-a-a-s, then 1' 'mond him. , Windy 'Food Y-a.a.5 r _ Wait a momen do you take Job of these witnesses; husband r t ' Then in On presence of the oikteases en of, I declare 'Oil Into raid Tif), toordiu to She lava of Arkanliaa. and the t, %mil; and wot's dine jived , Itno tun ph sin sunder.' 4ir Jr4r Is Miss itlinkinP at home'l' naked Mr: Saunders of thP Irish girl who - answered the rind at the doer. ' Yes I blare ebe sir," Is she engaged '.An' is it engaged, you say I Pais, air' I can't tell you, sir, but she' kissed Mr Vincient last evening as if she had never teen thei liken itv Ida, kn.' les en gaged I Vita they are, sir.' , les 4P , if. t r A young and pretty girl steppedinto a litten.dr..pes sl4. whete a spruce young man ; who had been long enamorsed, ',brit dare not speak, stood behind the counter. , In order to tern:tin as long as possible, she cheapened everything. At the last she said, believe you think -I am chiiating yoe.e . 'Oh, no,' said the young man, 'tb me you are always-fair.' 'Well: whispered the lady, blushing as she laid the emphasis an the sword, ,'I would not stay -to long bargiiining if, you were not no dear. jar "Well e sAJ7ttatua,' said a grocer to hie apprenticit, ' y 45; have beau apprenticed now three ninntfiN and save seen several de pßrtmelits our tirade. • I wish to give , you a choice of occupation." Thank'ea Well, now, whatitrart of the htisineatida.yott like _best, - A ugnstdA Shuttin i up, - sir. • A' Goon Jottc.--A coMpany was playing_ Othello recently, rind - when OthellO demanded of Dud e mona " the bancikerchlef I the hand kerchief_!" a greertl'un called out impatiently : '• Never mind the handkerchief, doah.wait for that ; blow your hose with your fingers, and go ahead r Arer 4 ' Little boy, can I ; go throe this this gate to the river I; politely inquired a fashion ably dressed lady' P'rhaps so ; load of hay went_ through. this morning,' was the horrid re .Ir.. tar ,„ Two Doya ' were - twitting a few days - A g o whei a gentkmart, seeing the largo 008 pummelling thelotber severely, seized him and pulled him . to his store . The - boy in blubbering tone " Look be has given meta blacik.eye,r and 'fluted to te•attack hint " Stop , laid . the - gentleman, de.aining him. 4 tkm't von brio* we are commanded bY the Scriptures, : wheal smitten on olio "cheek to turn, tbe other lw Yee:* riplied still blubbering. "that would - be . a pretty note ; thee rd 115913 Lira 'Ol4 errs,- _L~ =IEEE= *siting a dioopiiill look please. 3 lintlp iroodi Sutter, in the Ominous to helont lawful wedda4
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