A. J. GERRITSON,-PUBLISHER.
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CELEBRATED `
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NeurSty les—Prices from ig3o to 612.5.
VI:TtE MUM OF $5 Tim
,:a:
495 BroadvFay - Nevr, York.
F. B. CHANDLER, AGENT, 'MONTROSE.
'These machines sew from two spools, as pur
chased from the store, requiring no rewinding; of
thread ; they tiem, Fell, Gather, and Stitch in
a superioratyle, finishing each seam by their own
operation, without recourse to the handneedle, as
is required byother Machines. They-will do bet.
ter and cheaper sewing than a seamstress can,
ererr if she works for one cent an hone, sod are,
unquestionably, the best Illrichines, in the market
for family sewing, on account of their simplitity
durauility, ease cf management, and adaptation
to all v arieties ofifamily sewing—executing
either heatiy or floe k with equal facility', and
without special adjustment.
As evidence of the unquestioned superiority
of their Machines, the GILOVES EG Bs.x.r.s. SEW.
COMFAST begleave to respectfully
refer to the'following
TrsTrmoiciA LS:
"Having had one of GrO.ver & Baker's Ma
chines-in my family for nearly a year and a half,
I take pleasure in commending it as every way
reliable for the purpose for which designed
=Family Sewing.' ...111 ra. Joshua Leavitt, wife
of Rev. Dr. Leavitt, Editor of N. Y. •Indegen
dcat.
"1 confess myself delighted with your Sewing
Machine,. which h3B been in my family for Many
months. It has always been ready for. duty,
requiring no adjustment, and is easily adapted
to every variety of family sewing, by simply
changing the
.spools of thread."—Mrs. Elizabeth
Strickland, wife , of Rev. .Dr. Strickland, Editor
of N. Y. Christian Advocate.
-" After trying several good machines, I prefer
yours, on account- of its simplicity, and the per
feet ease with which it is managed, as well 'as
; the strength and durability of the seam. „Mier
ilong experience, I . feel competent to speak ire
Ala 'manner,'and to confidently recommend it for
'every mariety of family sewing."—Mrs. E. B.
Spooner, wife of the Editor of Brooklyn Star. ,
"I have used Grocer & Baker's Sewing Ma.:
chine for two years, andshace found it adapted
to all kinds of family sewing, from Cambric to
Broadcloth. Garments have" been worti oat with
out the giving way of a stitch. The Machine is '
easily kept in order, and east' ued." --3 /". A.
B. Whipple, wife of Rec. Geo. Whipple, Sew
YOrk.
"Your sewing Machine has been in use in my
family the past two years, and the ladies request
me to give you their testimonials to its perfect
udaptc.dness, as well as labor saving qnalities in
the performance of family and household sew.
tng."—Robert Boorman, New York.
I r
For several, months we hare used Grover &
Baker's Sewing machine, and have come to the
I;.sclusion that every rudy who desires her sew
ing beautifully and q uickly done, would be mast
n - p
fortunate iossessing one nee f these reliable and
indefatigable • iron needle-women,' whose corn
-lined qualities of fcauty, strength and simplici
ty, are invaluable.."—J. W"."Morris, daughter of
Gen. Geo. P. Morris, Editor of the Home Jour.
•
"[Extract of a letter . from Thor . $. Leavitt,
Esq., .an American gentleman, now resilient in
Scdner, New South Wales, dated January 12th,
I 858.1
I had a tent made in Melbourn, in 1853, in
which there were ore' three thousapid yards of
dewing done with ode of Grocer is:Baker's.Ma:
chines, and a single Seam of that has outstood
all the double seams sewed by sailors with a
needle and twine.", • ,
"If Homer could be called up from hia murky
- hides, be would sing the advent of .Grover &
Baker ass More benignant miracle of art than
Was ever Vulean's smithy. He would denonnee
midnight skirt-making, as 'the direful spring of
woes unnumbered.'"—Prof. North. •
• "I take pleasurein saying, thit the Grover &
Baker Sewing Machines .have' more than sus.
tained my expectation. After trying and return.
;rig others, I have three of them in operation in
my different places, and, after fotir years' trial,
have no fault to fe s :td."—J.H. Hammond, Senator
of South Carolina.
"My wile hashed one of Grover &Baker'S_Fam
ilySewing Machines for s_ome ti me,and I am satis.
fled it is one of the beat lahoesaving.mashines
that has been invented. I take much pleasure
in rev` ontmending it to the public."—J. G. liar-
ris, Governor ,ofTennesse.
It is a beautiful thing, and pats everybody
into an excitement of good humor. Were I a
Club°lie, I should insist upon Saints Grover and
'B'aler haring an eternal holiday in commemora
t ion of their good deeds for humanity."--cassins
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'l".l.th'ink it by far the beat pate& in nee. This
Machine can be adapted from the finest cambric
to the heaviest cassimere. It sews -stronger,
&star. and more beautifully than ary one can
imagine. 'lf mine could not be replaced, money
could not buy it."—Mrs. J. H. Brown, Nashville,
Tenn.
It is speedy, very -neat, and durable in its
wr,rk; is easily understood end kept in • repair.
I krnestly recommend this Machine to Al my
/14 , 1 , 11,in tames and others."—Mrs: M. A. Forrest,
31ernws,Tetin. .
1 4 i:Ve find this Machine to work to oar antis
, fnftion, and with pleasure recommend it to the
tibliz, as we believe the Grover & Baker to be
best Sewing Machine in use."-.-Deary Broth
ere, Allisonia,
'nen.
"If used.x - clusively for family purposes, with
l',
o chary care,' r will wager they will last one
't ree score years and ten, and sever get out
of fii.."—:-Johu.Erskioe,Nashrille. Teon. ;,.
.-1.
- "I•have had your Machine for several wee
aid am perfectly aitibfieti that the work it does
is the beet and most beautiful that ever wea
made?-I.laggie Abnison, Naeliville;Tenu.
" I use my 'Machine upon cods, dressmaking,
and fine linen stitching, and, the work Is adasi..
table—lar better than the heat bandasestiog, or
any ether Machine I have ever sorin."...lmt7 B.
Thompson, NishvillA, Tenn.
'1 find the , work the strongest and mat beau
tiful I have ever seen. made either by hand or
machine, and regard the Grover & Baker Ilfy
ailiae as one of the greatest .blessings to our
sez."—M E.. Taylor, Nashville. Tenn.
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,•CIR
TIVESTY YEARS IT THE TOWER OF LONOOI
THE soft light of an Agust moon 'died beau
ty and splendor over the grounds belonging
to a picturesque little farm in the suburbs of
Edinburgh._ The tall trees went whispering
together, as the breeze stirred their tops, and
caught the silvery=radiance on their shining
leaves.
2,00 to '5,00
1,00 to 1,50
1.50 to 5530
22,00 to 30,t10
By the door of the farm-house sat its own
er, Alexander Adamson; and his wife a fine,
handsome woman, past middle .age, but re
taining much of her youthful beauty, occu
pied a seat upon the step&
5,00 to 30,00
50 to 6,00
)50 to 1,50
I have said that Mr. Adamson was the
owner of the little farm. I do' not ,mean
that be iias's farmer by occupation. His
work was performed by a substitute—for
himself he was A learned man, and bad oc
cupied a professor's chair in the college of
Perth, and, subsequently, of that of Edin
burg!). Sometimes - he received into his fami
ly a few boys, or young men who were un
willing to herd with the common people; bat,
for the last two or three years, the sons of
the murdered William Ituthien, Earl of
Gowrie; the Countess, their mother, making
it a special request that her sons should
bare no other associates out of the college
hour..
50 to 2,50
1,50 to 3.6.0
Wl!liam and Patrick Ruthven were now
respectively seventeen and fifteen years, old;
'the eldest, a .bold. manly youth, full of ani
mal' life and spirits, and leading his more
timid and sedate brother into all sorts of
awkward sera*. Wild and untamed as
the eagle, be would scarcely bend tQ the
authority of his mother, and certainly not to
that of his two elder brothers, John and Al
trawler, the former of whom was thefuture
Lord Gowrie. Still,to Mr. Adamson he show
ed a decent re , pect, and towards Mrs. Adam
son and the lirtle Lilies, their only chits!, who
was ju4 Pa•rick's age, be manifested a
strong affection.
Patrick Rutbven was born on the same
day with Li;ias —the day s l occeedihg that .on
which Lord Gowrie perished on the block.
Perhapt thi, circumstance might have tinged
the boy's ebtrcter w'th that shade of mel
ancbolyivitich seemed to belong to it. Re w.
gentle and tender as a woman, and his large,
mournful eyes seemed ever to be asking for
love and forbearance.'
For Lilies his affection, though quiet and
timid, was well understood by one of her
womanly tack and quick perception. She
was stronger, as a women, than he would
be as a man ; but this did not hinder the full,
free out spring of hereffection for him. She
did not expect to be thought fit to become
the wife of a Ruthl-en, hut, child-like, she
would not see- the danger oflioving him.
Aod, amid this moon-light scene,. in the
old 'rees_rted window of the farm-house, she
was at that moment setting with Petrick
Ruthven's small and delicate hand, white
and soft as a lady's, twining in' ber brown
coils the long pendants of purple jasmine
that grew about the windows at Evendale. --
True their talk was mostly of their studies
—for Mr. Adamson was as strict in requiring
Lilies to learn, as if she Were at the college,
and, in many studies, she already surpassed
both the youths—but there was a tenderness
in the manner of both that betrayed that
they were loving each other with -the first
sweet breath of that passion which, deride it
as we,may, comes once to every heart.
But even the presence of beloved little
Lilias, could tot prevent Patrick from worry
ing about 'William. The gentle boy loved
his brother with an almost adoring love, and
was never happy unless be knew precisely
where be was. William Bad gone away
early after dinner, with his gun, and Patrick,
always afraid of fire-arms, was anxious for Iris
return. So, after many ineffectual attempts
to bear his absence quietly, he set off to find
him- in the wood, whither be knew be bad
gone.
Lilies watched his retreating . footateps, her
'white arms leaning °tribe windowsill, and
when be was no longer in sigLt , she feel
asleep in the moonlight.
When she awoke, the doors and -windows
E >Philosophical do Cl4B-
'. sical Works.
and
A cellaneoue,
N }Poetical, Theological,
S Religions,
Law,,kledical, Mason.
at IL
,Stilsdard Fictioni,
c ;Prayer,, Hymn and
1 1 , Glee Books,
THE HOMESTEAD.
•
It is notes it used to be
When you and I were young,
When round each elm and maple tree
The honeysuckles clung;
But atill'l love the cottage where -
I psased my early years,
Though not a Riegle, face is there
That memory endears.
- It is not as it used to be,
The moss is on the roof,
And from their neat beneath the eaves
The swallow keeps aloof.
'The robins—how they used to sing
When you and I were young;
And dashed about the wild bee's wing
The opening Balers amongl
It is not as it new to 14!
The voices loved of yore,
And the forms that we were wont to see,
We see and he no more,
No more! Alas we look in vain
- For those to whom we clung,
And loved as we can love but once,
Monson and I were young.
THE LAST OF THE RUTHVENS;
were shut, her fatter and mother bad disap
peared, and she was setfing face to face,
with William Rutliven,
"Wbere is Patrick!" she asked, with a
troubled voice, _ ' • •
"Pattick I" Oh, I have not seen hire
"Not seen him I What time is it r
"Past eleven."
"Oh, William, William I come with? me
to tae wood. Puick has met with some
accident, I know, or be would have been
bare, long ago."
" Why, Lily, what makes you think so r
"Because- he went for you, two bouts
since. Let us gti." -
"Ah, you think, mach more of Patrick
than of me, Lily, foolish Lily."
" If ' le were not in such haste, I should
askou why yoti thought so."
"But. Lilies, I am serious. I do not like
'Li bare you prefer to me* youth like Pat
rick—so etupid, so akientininded and doll."
"For theme, William! Italy tender and
gentle, instead of that e and you will do jus
tice to Patrick."
"No. I do sot bumf snob, epithets for
men. They should be eoureireclas, brave,
strops.
By- the thee they had reached. the itoods
MONTROSE, PA., SEPTEMBER . 2.2,1859.
Lilies was obliged to &if tiawn; there: on a
grassy bank the boy of Ruthvaa Oaat!e laid
his heart at the feet of .the dominicia daugh
ter, before she could stop the mighty flow -of
his words.
"Now I must say again, William , that I
am ashamed of yoo.
.Ydtr, an Earl's 'brotber,
—between whom and the peerage only two
li ves int e rvene, as I beard my father say the
other day, to think of poor little - Lilies Ad
amson for a wife!" • -
Whet do you mean by two lives, Lilies
said the boy, for a moment forgetting• his
earnest suit.
"I asked father what it mei* and b e sa id
your eldest brother was now Earl of -Gowrie,
and if he and your brother Alexander should
die, you would be Earl."
A shade came , over (be boy's face, and
Lilies felt that she hadlnnsn cruel to speak
of his brothers' deaths, sod tried to change
the subject, but she, bad unconsciously
wrought ao ambition% William's heart that
blossomedlor a few brief hours, to be with.
ered again by the very calamity half-prophe
sied by the innocent Lilies.
She turned toward him with a look that
told her sorrow, and besought him to call
Patrick's name. The call was instantly an
sweted. Patrick, forgetful of the hour, bad
wandered far,_ and was just returning; and
as they went back together, the moon went
down bebiod the hill. No word was spoken,
save the usual good night by William, but
Patrick lingered to pay a few lota- sentences
that touched and thrilled through the loving
heart of Lilies, like the echo of some far-off
music.
The next morning wee that of the Gth of
August, 1000. The doroinie's family were
at breakfast, where Lilian sat beside her fa
ther, half nestled beneath his arm, in her
rain attempt to shun the dark eyes William
Ruthven, and soft, shadowy orbs of Patrick.
A horseman rode furiously. up to the door,
and called for Mr. Adamson. There was a
confused murmur of muds, as if the speaker
were nearly breathless, but "Gowrie" and
"Ruthren" were the only words distinguish
able.
Mr. Adamson came back with a solemn
look. Passing an arm around each of the
boys, he told them as tenderly as possible,
what had taken place the d 7 before, at Goryrie
House, in Perth, and the tragioalend of that
ill-fated conspiracy, so fatal to the Projectors.
The two lives betweew William Ituthren
and the Earldom of (iowrie were already re
moved ! John and Alexander Rulhven were
slain in the presence of King James, while
seeking to imprison him in Haynie House.
St - rock dumb by the intelligence; the hops
moved towards the door where the horseman
was just dismounting, to Cuter the house.
"It Is all true my poor youths r' said the
gentleman, " your naufber a friend, Mr. Ken
nedy, who is now. iliCoeurt, •deartved me to
come here and prepare you for, iastant flight.
Already. the Master of ()fimy and Six James
Sandilands are out with a party of horse, on
their way hither."
Meanwhile, Mr. Adamson was 'hastily col
lecting's few clotheafor himself and the two
boys, resolving to accompany them in their
flight.• lie exhorted bin wife and Lilies to
close up the house iniottediately after his de
parture with the Ruthverts, and remove every
appearance of its baring recently
l beett in
habited.
From a neighboring Louse Mrs. Adamson
and Liliss Loon beheld the party approaching,
and distinctly heard the oaths whictnaccom.
rallied the first knowledge that the King's
messengers has been foiled of their prey.
"Mother! mother! do You believe they are
safer asked Lilies, in a tremblieg voice.
"Lilies, dear, be calm," said the Smother;
"trust you father for concealing the_precious
boys Where the - canniest-of King James' a
lowers could never detect then. Nu doubt,
they are in safety."
Reassured by her mother's undoubting
faith; Lilias watelWor the departure of the
horsemen.
It was long before they had,rmy tiding of
the fugitives; bilt a' wandering beggar, to
whom they one day gave food and drink,
drew a paper from his ragged vestments, on
which was written, in the dominie's own
hind—li Berwick, England."
A private chamber communicating with
the appartments of Anne of Denmark, was
dimly lighted by a small - wood fire, on the
eveningiof the first of January, 1603. Here,
in a Ithispered conversation , the Queen held
communion with Beatrix fluthven,tlie sister
of the murdered Earl. : • The subjeotV their
conversation was the probable fate of the
two young - brothers. William had borne
the title of Earl of Gewrie for three months,
at which time it was formerly taken from him
and the title declared extinct; and it was of
bim.that the queen was speaking when she
talked of "the young philosopher who was
going abroad.",
For, in the two or tbrite years that had
passed since the fatal conspiracy, the two
young men bad studied at Cambridge, under
concealed names. Their mother, the nofor
turutte Countess Rothven, bad cot dared to
visit them, for although her sons were un
known, she would bare been only too easily
recognized ; bet on this night a faithful at
tendant bad promised to bring the brothers I ,
to see and bid farewell to Beatris. '
The sister was -the well-beloved attendant
of the Queen, and kept by her privately, in
disregard of his Majesty's express command:
It was past midnight, when the brothers were
admitted by - s secret staircase to the cham
ber where Beatrix awaited them. The Queen
delicately. left them alon4 to take that linger
ing, tender farewell, which was only too
likely to be the last. A thousand messages
to the dear mother whom they had no hope
1 I of seeing again on earth, a mingling of tears .
and Oarreases, the grief of the sister, Wil
liam's forced calmness, and the lontcontlo
ed emotion of Petri* .boie witness to' the
suffering - embodied in that inteivieit. The
Queen found her favorite in s dead faint af
ter their noislesa departure, and- mingled her
k tears with those oflhe unhappy sister when
I she had aroused her.
There had been whisper's of a romantic
fondness, for Alexander Ruthren, on the part
of Anne of Denmark. It mu even apposed
dull the Giiteen eras privy -to the conspireey
thatthe erentobwold be kept a prisoner
until be should abdicate in favor of .Prince
Elegy, end appoint Anne to the r egea oy.
The only grenade of this belief in the Qaan'e
attathreent seers to here been he the *ere'
giving the youth a ribbon which- . the King
had presented to Anne.
Windering in the garden of Falkland,
James bad discovered Alexander Itithven
asleep upon the grass.- On the breast of the
youth, lay the end of a rich ribbon, which
the King instantly recognized 'as his own
gift, and, in a moment of rage, he ran off to
the Queen's dressing-room. Beatrix Rutheen
was by and saw and comprehended the whple.
She snatched the offending ribbon from her
brother's vest, and flew up the private stair
case, reaching the Queen's- presence before
Jarires had begun to ascend the front one.
With a frantic gesture abe threat' the ribbon
into a drawer, and charging the Queen to be
composed and to show it to the,King calmly,
and naturally, if Jim asked to see it, abe dis
appeared. Whet. • the King pissed the oriel
window, in the middle of the long gallery
leading to Anne's apartments, be glanced out
of the .window to see if young Itothven was
still there. He had not moved, and near him
walked the fleet-footed Beatrix, apparently,
as calm, and unmoved, as if she bad not just
made such ao effort to save the-bonor of her
brother and her Queen, both of . which she
knew were innocent of any wrong.
- When James entered Ilia wife's apartment,
with a wrathful and clouded face, be asked
to see the ribbon which be bad last given her.
Aline's band did not tremble as sire presented
it, carefully rolled on a block, as she had con
•trived to arrange it, in the moment before
his entrance.
The King looked at it with the greatest
surprise, but rsturned it to her - without speak
log a word. As he stumbled out of the
room, however, Annie heard him say="Deil
take, tne, but like is an ill marjr."
Ryas no wonder that the Queen loved
Beatrix Ruthven • for whether her romantic
attachment to A lexander were real or not,
she was indebted to his Sister for this fortu
nate escape from the terrible suspicions, of
James and his consequent wrath.
- To go back, however, to the two FOU O g
Brothers. That night illiam Ruthven was.
iip .the Act of emoting a boat which was to
take him off to a foreign ship; in which he
had secured a passage for himself and broth
er. They were intedding to leave England
forever. William had pained the gentle
heart of Patrick, by avowing to him his
own love for Lilies—for her, who through all
his wanderings, concealtogpts and trials, bad
shone upon his memory—the only serene star
that misfortune had not blotted out.
And Patrick had been writing aletter to
Lilies, in which every word was a heart-ache,
resigning her love, if she wished to bestow
it upon-his brother; or, if she still heldT her
fidelity to him, to correspond with him at
some place which he named, on the Con
tinent. '
He bad given the letter to be transmitted
to Lilies by a faithful friend, and was prepa
ring to follow William into the boat, when a
strong hand was laid
,upon him, cud he found,
himself a prisoner. William, who shad seen
the whole without being_tecognized, escaped,
but Patrick wad Oaten immediately to the
Tower.
In this gloomy place, long years went on,
and on, and still rolled over the blighted
heart and fading youth of Pattick Ruthven.
His gentleness and quiet demeaoor—his ac
ceptance of what was done for him, without
complaint or a tingle expression of a wish for
more attention—the large, soft,tuournrul ,eyes
that met the jailer's glance, when he entered
the cell, all awoke his pity and interest. He
spoke to him of his wife anechildren, and it
was their delight to send him little presents
of focd of a better quality than was allowed
the prisoner.
One generation had grown tap ib the jail
er's house, and had gone away, excepting the
oldest son, who remained to succeed to bis
father's office, in the event of bit death. The
grandchildren gathered around the table of
the old couple, aed still the now beloved
prisoner remained.
His gentle mood was unaltered, save for a
dreamy, absent siatn, which the jailer -some
times feared would end in a disordered intel
lect.
One day, in eatly spring, there came to the
Tower, a woman, -no longer riling, but with
a soft, delicate look, and a sweet, resigned
expression, that spoke-more of inward strug
gle, than of a hard, or laborious life. She
was dressed in a suit' of plain grey, with a
close muslin cap, partly concealing hair that
must once hate been a soft brown; but which
now seemed to have caught the hue of he?
clothes. It wee streaked with the, silvery
gleam of premature old age.
She dame to apply for a situation to take
charge of littie children, having heard that
such a person was wanted in the family of the
keeper.- Her gentle
. manoers and kindly face
went far to recommend her,and they engeged
ber at once. She came prepared to stay,aod
was immediately installed-into bei office, as
nursery maid and governess to little Charlie
and Eva Callender.
In less than a week,' "Cousin Lily," as she
had begged them all to call her. was too well
beloved to be parted with. She proved her
self a blessing and-a treasure to every one in
- the house, th the old as well as the young.
Out of school hoists, it Seemed her delight
to gather the children around the Old-grand
parents' knees, and, seating herself on a low
stool Reside theta, with her gentle face bent
shove her work,.• to listen to the old keeper's
stories of the prisoners.
Most of all, -and as if the subject mere es
pecially dear to his heart, be talked of Pat
rick Ruthven, now sole survivor, he said, of
the attainted family of Rothven, the younger
brother of the last earl of Gowrie. ,The quiet
governess never raised her bead during these
recitals •, but it was sometimes observed. br
the' children, that tears were falling upon the
garments she was making for them.
She bad noticed that little Charlie and Eva
were frequently cent, with a tiny basket of
fruit to one of the prisoners; put the children
appeared to know where they must leave it,
end there was no name mentioned in her
presence. One diy bowever, Mr. Callender
asked the go - valises if she would not likts to
have an opportunity of seeing the prisoner of
whom she bid beard so much, and whose sto
ry bad seemed to _interest her. , -
A faint blush passed over the clear, white
cheek, like the pale, wintry sunlight upon
now, U ehe accepted the basket of fruit and
tiff key the cell with its number attached.
1)44 go if imido not wish to,'"said the
old keeper. kindly, sit be saw bow the thin
bails trembled.
14 ., would like re ger; At foltired, is the
tried to steady her ttembling bands;
S and she
went out quickly, - as if to avoid observation.
With faltering footsteps she croossed the
yard and walked along the' range of cells.
There was no such number, but she ascended
the round of steps leading above, and soon
found it. She paused a moment at the door
before she turned the key In the great Jak,
and a softly murmured prayer went ngrom
her pale lips. The next moment she was
stanclingin the cell, vainly trying to pierce
thu shadowy gloom that filled it..
Beside.the iron tablet or slab that was in
serted in the wall, sat a man, appreatly'fifty
years of age. The long, shin hair, floating ,
carelessly over the shoulders, and slightly
tinged with silver, the bent form and thin
Ilan& that: bed a tremulous motion, unceas
ingly, were all indicative-of premature.decay.
The pale governess went, softly up tg him,
and set the baeket before him on the table.
"Eva, little darling, is it you, I " he'said, in
a low, sweet voice that fell on the ear like
the fall of some remembered music, rolling
back to her the tide of 'long ago,' She mov
ed round so that be could see her. He seem
ed to know that it liras none of ihe family,
and looked at her with ,a timid air, as if her
presence disturbed him.
"Eva could not come," she said, her tears
beginning to fall, "so I brought you the fruit.
I hope you will like it."
' Perhaps her voice• stirred the long site&
depths of his soul, for be looked up with a
'more kindly air. He gazed at her wistfully,
as if her looks brought back some.temenib-'
ranee ; but it was 500 Th gone, and he_shook
his head sorrowful, as if some pleasant vision
had suddenly disappeared. - -
Sadly the visitor departed. Theie was no
recoguition, then, of her in his mind. As she
crossed the yard back to the houie, abe tho't
of that great and hallowed meeting in Heaven
when souls, however long they might be par
ted by death, would know each other, - and
she - tried to-console herself with that remem
brance.
Again and again she carried the pleasant
offering to the prisoner—sOmetiines accomp
anied by little Eva br Charlie,aid sometimes
alone. One day, wheq the only gleam of sun
shine that daily entered' that gloomy cham
ber chanced to fall directly across her head,
bringing nut the soft; delicate profile, with its
exquisitely shaped cbin,end the graceful neck,
a cry issued from the prisoner's lips, and the
thin bands stretched themielves towards her.
She sunk upon one knee before him. •
"Who are you, dear I" be asked in a voice
so inexpressibly sweet and tender, that the
flood-gates of her tears were again opened.:
"I am Lilies, dear Patrick, surely you must
know me, Lilies who sat with you in the old
parlor at - Evendale." .
The name
. of Evendale, even more than that
of Lilies, seemed to rouse him, for he repeat
edit as a child does a word that
- gives it pleas.
"Yea, Evendale. And surely if you remain
ber that, you must think of Father Adamson
as you called him, and William and Lilies."
Again be looked earnestly in her face.
4 think I know you. sDidn't I have a eis
ter Lilies I"
Ob, the agony of being forgotten ! Noth
ing in the whole titter lesson we have to
learn, is more painful than that. The eye
that once gazed lovingly upon our faces, look
upon them without bfightening—and the lips
that uttered loving words are only saying—
`•l do not remember you I"
Lilias was on her knees beside him, and
looked up into•his face. She watched him
as he returned her gaze, and slowly; 'very
slowly, she raw something film a gleam of
memory ligh Mg- up his dark, melancholy
eyes.
'Torgive ree," . he said, plaintively, "you
spoke a name but now- that I beard io my
childhood. Ma! that was long ago! But
what was the name I"
Never taking her tearful eyes from his face,
she answered, "Lilies!" once more. A deep
flush came rapidly oter his cheek and showed
her the Patrick of her early dream. -
"linow yon now, dear," be whispered,
"you were mine in the world I once, lived to:
I did not think. you would follow me here, but
I am so glad I" ,
He uttered the'last words with such *sweet,
pathetic lingering upon every sound, that
they went to the very core of the heart that
beat so loudly besidebis own. He went on
"And William I Did you say he bad come,
too i I remember now,
we were both going
sway together. Wasl ill I Something hap
pened that I did not go."
He put his band to his forehead, as if trying
to think liow it could be, sod then resumed.
ilias did 'not interrupt him, for abe desired
to see how far the tide of memory would roll
back,
"Dear, I think now' that William wanted
me to give you to him. Wohdd words about
you. and he told me I Ifni only Patrick Ruth-
Ten, but that he should be Lord . of-.
Oh 1 why cannot I think r
"Well, don't try. Wait till I come tolmor
row."
held her hand fast, all it unwilling abe
should leave him ; but just then little Eva
main for her to dome home and -aiog her's
sting, and Lilies was almost glad to end et
scene which she feared would be too exciting
to Patrick Badmen's enfeebled mind and
spirits.
When the children were in bed that night,
Lilian-related the story-of her life. She told
the, Callenders bow long she bad baffled with
life, since her father.and mother died=how
the had struggled against the desire to see
Patrick riotbveri-Cnce more, .and how, in a
moment of despair she had conceived, the idea
of trying to find ' borne where she might
bear his name or catch his shadow as he plc:
ed his dungeon. -
If human syMpathy ever woke in the hearts
of man or woman ) , it was in those of the ,
group that bad assembled to hear the brave I
girl who had dered so much for the lover of
her childhood.. All 1130 could be said to ,
soothe pr encourage her, was said. They
told her of Patrick'. gradbal sinking of the
soul—the decay of a mind never very active,
and long subjected to a systematio confine
ment that would bare driven any man of
more passionate temperament mad. , Thev
told bar of his sweet,- unfailing patience—his
beautiful serenity of face, an d the tenderness
which belied ever shown to children; and,
when the wasy,waaetwoluded. the teats that
MI Woe** diet - their syiepatbr was as
alseenait I vine 'West.
141isawiletw:te the old laver alsintill,
her Usti- uip*•Ns. shoulder, - es if she weft ins
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daughter. She strove to.ipeak; but her lip%
refused to frame the words.
\ - "Call me father, my child. It wilt givd
you strength to speak. Nay, do not 'weep ad;
but tell me what you wish." .
She whispered a few sobbing viords In his
ear. She could not speak them land to ilia
assembled groupo. .
"My child, I belied you are right, but we
will have the opinioa,of all present. Here are
two woman-hearts that ought to judge yod
charitably, and here is that of my. son, whd
ever takes the side of humanity. May Istattf
your wishe
Lilies bowed.
"Our 'Coesin Litys believes that if ate wot
suffered td be withour poor friend fonder ;
constantly, she could gradually awake in his
mind a perfect rememberance. This, of course,
she cannot do sander preterit circumstances t
but she was once to have been Patrick Ruth
',ven's wife, and bad he not been cruelly
'away from her, would long ago have become
so. Pitiful as is his present state, she is stilt
willing to enter upon that tarred relation• with
hill; and only hopes that the union may be ,
fully sanctified to both theirsorrowing*tuls.'l
I "Poor Cousin Lily l'" responded thei eaf•
nest listeners, while one and all declared the'
it was only right and pro.per that sheShottlct
become the wife which she ought, lottg ago (
to have been.
Every hour spent with Patrick ifroughi At;
neff revelation to his mind. He became—
not strong nor well—bet fax better. A chord
had been touched in his mind that wakened
many others; and one dim twilight, who'
Lilies was preparing to leave Lim, he, folded
her to his heart, and said :
"Love, do not leave me—stay With the, nolf
always," '• - .
"41 ways, Patrick I"-
"Always, darling. We will never pad an,
more."
Thee, as if thinking suddenly how cruel It
would be to chain her to a prison; he release
ed her softly from his grasp, and. said, .ltt a
subdued tone— '
"No, ndt ; but , in soother worldi
you will be my wife, as you told me you world
at Evendale,"
"I will be your wife now, Patrick. Take
me now and here, and I will be content."
And then pad there, in the dim prison tsitz
light, but with loving -heap , and children
bearing flowers to grace the mournful
the chaplain read the deeply-solemn Service
That gave Patrick Rutbven td the, brave wee
man who had waited sn long and worn the'
cross so patiently; and who now cam white
a true heart to receive the bridal crown of
which Pity was the brightest gun.
Bow sweetly 'was that deep love and pity
rewarded, when, daily, sbe saw some measure
of improvement in her beloved I 'And wben i
after long years of confinement, the prison
doors were opened and Patrick Ruttiven set
free„Liltas almost sorrowed that they were to
return to a world where she- bad llama art
much.
They removed to a smalcountry too hot
far front, Londoch Some unimportant :poss
essions came to them from abroad, where
Ruthven, the philosopher and chem.
ist—the Lord Gowrie for three brief Mouths—.
had died, leaving his inventions, his books,
and his philosophical apparatus. together with
a sum of money. The next of kin was songiit
for, by adveriisernent, and Lilies, who saved
every trial and embarrassment to her husband,
went over to France, produced bar credentials,
and received the little property that made
the future maintenance ofrhe last of the Ruth- ,
vens.
With part of this Lilias bought a pretty
Cottage, empowered in trees, to which she
brought her husband ; and here, amidst that%
pure and simple pleasures of nature, the brit , •
ken spirit of Patrick Ituthven recovered its
youthful tone to a degree which the wildest
hopes of Lilias had never -anticipated. Ile
even studied medicine; and now drew front
nature's exhatistless stores the best and sweet
est powers of the art of healing. Among the
poor and sick ho was si t faithful friend, ever
gentle, kind and compassionate. His misfor
tunes never made him sour nor morose, and,.
wherever he was seen, little children were hie
companions. -
At last, a new joy took possession of. hi■
soul. A child was , horn to him ; the sweet
est little fairy that ever gladdened the hearts .
o(parents. They lived to see her grtli up,
beautiful sad virtuous. .-. •
Atria Ruthven was in the suite of queer*
Henrietta, and was given in marriage by
Charles the First. to Vaudyck,-tbe illustrious
painter. A portrait of her,•by her husband,'
still bangs at Hagley Park, the seat of Lord
Littleton. Their last descendent died as late
as 1825. This was Sir Thomas Stepney, of
Prendergast, in Pembrokeshire, whose widow
was the authoress of "The Three Peers," sad
other fictitious works.
Ruthven Castle yet stands ; and a zayruing
gulf, over which leaped one of the - sisters of
Patrick Ruthven, who used to meet a lover
fotbidden by her parents, at the top of; high
tower,•bas preserved the name of "The Maid. ,
en's Leap." This was probably • Isabel,. the,
Wife of Robert Gorden, of Loehinvar.
. Excerr rue Carratx.—Pawiing the pantry
of his boat one day, Captain Birch overheard
one of the cabin boys indulging in enigma
versions on the officers and crew. Ile tinned
a-very severe couutenanee upon him and Said •
"Young man, hereafter, when yon have
anything to say ab,out any one of the boat,
please to except the . captain r
A few days after thccaptain happened to
bkon deck; the same cabin boy carried - past
hi& a - dish prepared forl the table, when a
-get bog running between s the • boy's extremi
ties, completely upset him,effectually dts
bursing the prepared food. licking himself
up with a most rueful countenance, the boy
commenced berating the bog.
"You are' the miserablelit hog I ever seen,"
—when, catching a view of th e old man, and.
remembering his injunction, he added—"six
-1 cept the captain, .
Theis . ry has bad a seem). berth oh Cap
tain Birch's boat ever since.
Ws DAINIK TOO Itlocu.—We do not pm
tend to be, a model of morality or sobriety,
or a lecturer OD morals, but WO ate satisfied,
frotripersonal observatioo, that we drink too
mucb.—Arkausas Planter:
Thio„" me ought • to
_quit.—Nastomillo
News.
• -,tirda Guiliano sap, the best cure for
pidpitiStion if the hbart is, to leave off beg.
g . ag sod kissing the girls. if this is the only
moody tbsteo be produced, we for one ay,
let . ter !WI) , Lett"