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KOOFLAND'S GERMAN BITTERS
HQOFLAND'S GERMAN TONIC.
. PREPARED Br DR. C. M. JACKSON,
The greatest knoiun remedies for
- Nervous Debilityr , ,
. f, .' JAUNDICE,
Diseases of the Kidneys,
EEUPTIONS of fhf SKIS,
nA ll Dlieaui nrUlnff from Dim
ordered JLlTer Ktomaeh, or
IttPURITr OF THIS HLOOI.
R"A the foUotring symptoms, and if pott find that
fmr system is affected by any of them, you may rest
armred that disrate hat commented its attack on ttte
tM$t important organs of your body, and unUtt soon
checked by the use of powerful remedies, a miierabie
life, toon terminating in death, will be the result.
Constipation, Flatnlenefv Inward Files,
fulness of Blood totha Head, Aoirtitj -
of the Stomach, NauseA, Heart
burn, Disgust for Food, Fulness
or weight in the Stomach,
Sour ruotat.ionB, Sink
ins or Fluttering nt the Fit '
of the Stomach. Wwimming of
the Head, Hurried or Dimoult
Breathing, Fluttering at the Heart,
Choking or Suffocating Sensation when
in a Lying Pout uro, Dimness of Vision,
Dots or Webs before the bight,
Dull Pain in the Head, Defi
ciency of Perspiration, Yel
lowness of the Skin and
Eyes, Fain in the Side,
Back, Chest, Limbs, etc., bud
den Flufihps of Heat, Burning in
the Flesh, Constant Imaginings of
Evil, and Qreat Depression of Spirits,
All these intlicate tlitease of the Liwr or Digestive
Organs, combined with impure blood,
fjooflanb'fl German Sitters
Is entire If vegetable, -nt contains no
liquor It Is compound of Fluid Km
tracts. The liools If etrbn, and Burks
from wlilcn. thre extract are made
are gathered Hi. Germtiif All the
aikcdltilnal virtues are rxtrftcd from
iliem by a scientific chiitwt. These
extracts are then forwarded to this
country to be us-d expressly for the
luauuTacture of these Ultteru. There
Is no alcoholic substance of ssy kind '
lined In compound Ins; t he Ul Iters,
hence It Is thoonly liltters that can
be used In eases where alcoholic slim
ulauta are not advisable.
flooflanb's German Ionic
is a combination nf alt the ingredients of the liittert,
tvith vuu,t Santa Crus Hum, Orange, etc. It is used for
tht same diteasen at the. Bittern, m case whet somt
pare aloholie stimulus is required. ' will bear in
mind that these remedies are entirely different from
any others advertised fnr the cure of the direasrs
named, these being scientific prejtaratiimt of medicinal
extracts, white tot others art mere deletions of rum
in tome form. The. T H IC is decidedly one of the most
pleasant and agreeable remedies ever offered to the
public Its taste is exquisite. It it a pleasure to take
t(, while itt life-giving, exhilarating and medicinal
qualities have caused U to be known ad Ju greatest of
, v CONSUMPTION. -
Thousands nf eases 'when the pa
tient supposed he was a til lc ted with
this terrible disease, have been cured
by the unc of these remedies Extreme
emaciation, debility, and cougli are
the usual attendants upon severe
rases of dyspepsia or d Incase of the
digestive orgaus Even In cases of
euulne Consumption, these remedies
will be found of the greatest benefit
strengthening and Invigorating.
Titer is no medicine equal to IToojlnntft German
Sitters or Tmie in oases of Debility. They impart a
tone and vigor to the whole system, strengthen the op
petite, cause an enjoyment of the food, enable the
stomach to digest it; purify the. blood, give a good,
sound, healthy complexion, eradicate the yellow tinge
from the eye, impart a bloom to the cheeks, and change
the patient from s nhort-brtathed, emaciated veals.
Weak and Delicate Children
are made strong by using the Bitters
or Tonic In tact, they are Family
Medicines They can be admin lute red
with perfeet safety to a child three
months old, the most delicate female
or a man of ninety,
Ttese Jtemedies are the best
J J rood Iurlflors
erer l-tioutt, and will cure all disease resulting from
K,p yir blwd pure ; keep your Liver in order ;
k'fp your dueetive organs in a sound, healthy condi
Uon, ly the ut of t.'use remedies, and no disease will
ever asiail you.
m mJJ WiTaditjawITi
Toadies who wlith a fair akin and
food complexion, free from a yellow
h tinge and all other disfigurement,
should ue these remedies occasion
ally The Liver In perfect order, and
the blood pure, will result In spar It
ling eyes and blooming cheeks
HooHands German Remedies are counterfeited. '
flu genuine hare the signature of C. JW. Jackson
oft the frcttf of the outtide wrapper of each bottlt, and
tite name of the article blown iu euct bottle. All oUtert
ure counterfeit. mmt
Thousands of letters have been re
oclved, testifying to the virtue of these
f, BEAD ..THE EE00MMENDATI0H3.
ntOH HON. GKO..W. WOODWAKD,
Clilf f Juitica of the gupreiu Court of rerinsylnl.
PcaisurBii, Marcs ltb, 167.
I.fffkf "ITooJtantft Genxm BUterf it tint atnte
baling beveragt, bul it a KiV, useful in tlitor.
dert of ih. lU'jtttiet orturu, ant of great bewJU in
eatet of iiliUlf and nwl of nrrvout action in tKt
tyttttn. l'aur, truJv,
tmo. iV. WOODWARD.
1"R0M HON. JAMES IIIOMPSOS,
Judg of the Supreme Court of PenneylvauU.
FiuuDiiruu, A rui. 23th, I860.
I con.ii.r "IluuflHnd'n German Blt
tm" m miKHx'a mriliciu In cue of ntm
tacki af Indigcatlon or Uyapopaia. I
can certify tUta from my eapericno
fit. Youra, with reaprct,
From RET. JOSEPH U. KENNARD, D.D.,
Paitor of tka Taoth Baptiit Church, Philadelphia.
Da. Jaciios Dub Sia: I have beenfreqwHtlyro
enteiled fai otmtueS aiy ssfaa witk recommenUatimit of
dtjferent indt of medicinet, but regarding tin practic
at out of mg appropriate t,ltere, I hart in all caut do
slintd ; but Willi it cUar proof in variout instanott, and
partKulurly ui my oan fan'ily, of tht utefulnett of Vr.
7ooJbiml't German Bitten, 1 Jtpart far enct from my
tuuai couru, to erprett my full a'wiclt'm that tut
general debility of tlie ytteni. and eiacully for Lirar
Cooiplalnt, it U a mfe and aluiUila preparatioa. in
toiut caut it man fail ; but wmatlg, I doubt not, it wiU
bt wry btuejlciai to thou who tufftr Iron tin about
.COUtet. lout, very respectfully,
J. U. KKSSARD,
Eighth, Ukno Coakt SL
J"rIoa of the Bitters, 11.00 per bottle
Or, half dosen for 95.00.
yrioe.of th Tonlo, 1.60 per bottle
Or, halt doaen for 17.60.
he TudIc la put up iu quart bottlea.
Rteoltut that it it Dr. llunflanilt German Remeditt
..that are to uuieertalty uted and to highly recttwimefuj
td ; and do not allow the Druggitl to induce you to
take any tiling tltt tluu he may uy itjuit at good, 6a
mum he maket a larger profit on it. T title Remeditt
Kill bt tent by txprtu to any locality upon application
AT THE GERMAN MEDICINE STORE,
. Je. Wl ARCH 8 TRUST, HilaaVfctta. ':
CHAB. 1L EVANS, Proprietor, :
Tormsrlr a M. JACK80H cV CO. :
Theae Remedies are for sale by
Drugalati, Storekeepers, and. Mdl '
clue tieslers everywhere. -
I not forget to annaiej well Ik. artidt yen buv.tf
frdtrlofttthtimm. iiU ,h L.
DOBt'T STAY TOO LATH TO-NIGHT,
The hearth of horns Is hesmtiu
With rays of rosy lhht) n.j
And lovely eyca are (t'eamlnc,
As falls the shades ot nipht;
And while thy steps are leaTlug
Tlie circle pnre and bright
Ana lenuer voice, nun grievin?,
Bays, "don't stay lato to-night."
The world In which thon movcit,
Is btiffy, brave and wide;
The world of her thon loveet
Is a, the Ingle fide y ... ,
Bhe waits for thy warm greeting "
Thy smile is her delight;
Her gentle voice, entreating.
Bays, "don't stay late to night"
The world, cold, itihnman, ", . ,
Will spurn thee, it thou fall ;
The love of one poor woman
Outlastsand shnmes them all;
Thy children will clinir around thee,
Let fate be dark or bright ; . .
At home no shaft will wonnd thee,
Then "don't stay late to-night-"
' ' 'r ' From th;PhHadlphU Press.
. A NEW TEAR'S STORY,'
, C1IAPTKR II.
The following day found Afebcs with more
to do, and a new, before unknown, sorrow
and anxiety gnawing at her heart. X rag
ged hat and Btinbnrnt face seemed erer in her
mind. Between her and work came the reb
el brother; his brave, honest face, hot with
fury, looked np from the dishpan, the scrub
pail, and the pump. Imagination still paint
ed his bare heels tearing down the road, flee
ing from the scene of. bis daring revolt in
desperate haste. Silently she prayed for the
poor wanderer summarily thrown adrift into
the whirl aud tumult of lifo. She also re
membered Mr. Stewart; his handsome face
and cheery tones echoed pleasantly m her
young mind a .bright spot in her uneventful
Agnes had no idea of love as a (Trent mas
ter passion: only tlio delicious knowledge of
something new and sweet, to uream over at
will, came with the recollection of Roberts
voice. What woman cannot recall such a
memory far back in the past, wh?n a step, a
tone, a gesture had power to set beating a
new puis o" affection rare, strange, a-id
bo dear; foreshadowing the mighty woman's
love, ordained of God to bless mankind!
Agnes felt the wondrous charm, but she did
not once ask herself if be admired her; she
was far too simple in mind lor anything so
presumptuous; she liked to think of him
however. Somehow it made work lighter,
and the long, bo: summer days cooler and
shorter than formerly; she could be busy all
the day, yet think of Robert Stewart.
Washing, ironing, or churning, it made, no
matter; she" could ' still see his white hand
patting Pomp's shaggy coat, blushingly
scanning her own brown little digits.
After dinner, when the pressing hurry of
the day was over and the kitchen neatly put
to rights, Mrs. Hatfield asserted that it was
a shame and sin to have berries wasting on
the bushes for want of picking, and ordered
Agnes to spend the remainder of the after
noon in gathering them.
- This command her daughter, obeyed with
joyful alacrity; it being one of her few plea
sures to wamier aione about tlie neid wuen
chance opportunities permitted. She revel
led in the berry season; for then she could
ramble at will free from the watchful chi
diugs of her mother. It was her yearly va
cation her little season of freedom, which,
from its rarity, she enjoyed Intensely, re
gardless of scratched hands and torn dress,
the latter a grave offence in the eyes of care
ful Mrs. Hatfield, who considered it ample
cause for a two hour's lecture, dampening
somewhat Aggie's pleasure; neverthless she
enjoyed it immensely, in spite of these mis
hapB, the unrestrained liberty of hills and
valleys aud brooks. The waving grain, rust
ling corn, and fragrant clover, all combined
to weave a spell enchanting the seal of the
rustic maiden. Her voice, which rivalled
the birds iu sweet melody, thrilled out free
aud blithe, unrebuked by tho startled thrush
or wildwood plover.
- Agnes found the berries exceedingly plen
ty, and coon succeeded in filling her basket
with the delicious fruit; leisurly scrolling
home throvgh the Walnut Grove, careless of
stone walls and five-barred fences; easily
clambering over them, without danger to her
agile limbs, and but little damage, to her
The beauty of the scene and coolness of
the place acted like a charm on the sad far
mer s girl, slowly wandering along the nar
row path, fringed with clover and dwarfed,
shaided daisies. : " '
Tossing off tho despised slat bonnet, as if
it oppressed her brow, sue tbrew nerselt on
the grass, beneath a majestic walnut tree.
With hands clasped nnder her head, and her
glowing face upturned to the blue sky,
vaguely trying to fathom the distant heaven
beyond, she burst into a wild, impassioned
melody now low and tender, now gay and
triumphaut, sad and changeful, clear as a sil
ver bell; warbling like an iuspired angel of
song, sue lay, with tno gentle sou'.U wind
blowing over her, and the leaves lightly
stirring, as though dancing in , tune to the
Agnes bad one grand gift, of which no one
could disposess her a wonderous rich mug
ical voice, that charmed and astonished all
who heard its surprising volume and tone.
She had once timidly h'nted a wish to at
tend the village singing school, but a decid
ed, emphatio "No! from her mother effec
tually silenced the young hope. Mrs. Hat
field deemed singing schools extravagant
follies, tending to fill, chits or girls with
vanity and all sorts of nonsense, taking their
minds from work the only essential accom
plishment of life and the source of a deal
of mischief generally. She would have no
everlasting' '-Do, la, so, me'a about heb
kitchen," ..ThereforO-the matter was settled
and never mentioned again.' Aloue'with na
ture, Agnes warbled out the pent-up ' music
of her soul, nnrestrasned by word or frown,
awakiner the solitude far and neari with.' her
sweet notes, until the very birds bushed their
ones to listen. ,i . , I
- Thus she lay on the short grass, under the
trees, forgetful of brier-ecratched hands and
faded calico.) r .Happing her hands when the
last soft cadence Died away, she cnea Tupiu
rouslv: ' ' 1 '"' ' '
"This is mine; my qnk gift! Thank God
I can, sing my soul among the clouds, ' away
from earth aud all I hate! No one can take
it from ma.", 'All mv ownl Forever mini!"
She' laughed aloud in her jov, with radient
I ace ana beaming eyes.' ' " ! '
."Yes; all yoqr own and a most glorious
gift It ),", Mid a deep strong T0k beside
her.1 "You must forgive ray listening for?
was spnU-bonnd under tho witchery of jfour
song, Miss Willard.": '"'
' Miss Wiftard, abashed, sprang hp, half in
fright, half' in girlish embarrassment and
pkasure. ' Snatching at the discarded Run
bonnet to hide her confusion, she overturned
the basket of berries gathered with so much
care.' Poor Agnes looked annoyed and rea
dy to cry at the stupid accideut, but, Robert
Steward stood calmly smiling down on her
In that easy,' careless attitude which so pro
vokes ' us ' -when we know we are appearing
particularly flustered and awkward. Ilia as
suring smile bnd roguish, admiring black
eyes sent all the blood in her fast beating
heart to .her crimson cheek; 'not knowing
what to do with hef distressed .little self, on
ly to shrink aud tremble, blooming and par1
ing alternately, before the celf-possessed
young man, who said j - ;;
"I fear I have ruined your afternoon's
work by my abrupt intrusion. . Allow me to
assist you, as I am iu part the cause of the
accideut.". ' ' ' '
Without waiting her nnswer, he began to
pick up the scattered berries; not very brisk
ly, for he liked the task, and would fain pro
long it nnder the shy glance of. Agnes Vil
lard's brown eyes. , 1
"He calls me Miss Wil'lnrd," she thought,
blushingly drawing herstockingless foot nrP
der the scant gown thinking, in dismay, of
her frowsy, unbecoming pig-tails, and hard
scratched hands fancying that her dress
sleeves were getting shorter every moment,
and the skirt more narrow and faded. Me
chanically her nimble fingers picked up the
luscious "black caps; but alt the time'she
was hoping in her heart that he would not
think her ugly aud untidy. "Indeed I have
no time to properly arrange my liair or dress.
I wonder if he will not guess as much? was
the mental vindication of her shabby appear
ance. .... . .. ,
For the first time a new wish to be beauti
ful in his eyes came over her. A sweet chord
was struck in her innocent heart, dumb be
fore, silently awaiting the master hand that
should change the world, giving smiles for
tears and joy for sorrow.
. We have all recognized tho touch of our
other life, whether for good or for ill.
It was the first pure love that dawned on our
ideal youth. It may have been but a shadow
a delusion of the heart; yet, oh, how we
worshipped and hugged U our bosom the
fitting dream-!-the dearest aud best of all
others. ' ' ' ' .
Agues could not understand why she should
tremble when. Mr. Stewart's strong white
hand touched hers. She was quite sure that
neither Al's nor John's clasp nftected hei
thus, thongh given as warmly. Whence came
the wild tumult throbbing in her. breastf
Truly Robert must have possessed some mar
vellous power to send the warm blood so elo
quently to. the cheek and brow of the simply
b urtively she watched the gutter of the
opal ring on his fiuger, glancing about over
the berries, compuring it to the miserable
little jet on ber own hand that Al had made
iu an idle moment, out of an old rubber
comb. Once she had, been proud of it. For
Al's sake it was still dear, but the quivering
opal had destroyed its value.
Ihe taint pertume of bis garments seemed
to Agues like the scent of some balmy gar
ment, with the flowers pressed with dew
violet, geranium aud rose 'altogether ming
ling in one soft, sense-lulling ordor. How
elegant, handsome and good he looked,
kneeling on one knee beside her! She could
hear his watch tick the moments away.
What a pretty chain. How everything about
him charmed aud fascinated her nuturally re
Apparently he took no notice of her shab
by attire. But she instinctively felt that he
had noted everything from the hideous sun-
bonnet to tho illy nttiug shoes. Suddenly
she became painfully ashamed of her
dress, brown hands and bare ankles, wishing
that the earth would open and bide her from
Robert Stewart, the only son of the
wealthiest man in Chester, had just gradua
ted at Harvard, and, after a short vacation
at the old homestead,, was to commence the
study of laws in tile city.
A cues had often seen, but never spoken to
him during his boyhood, being not only much
yovnger, but; as society goes, much lower in
the social scale than he. Accordingly their
paths in life seemed far apart Bob had not
been spoiled neither at home nor at school,
returning with a smile and a kindly greeting
for all his old associates.
Full of fun, gay, clever, fond of pleasure,
but true, he came again to the home of his
childhood. Had he been other than true be
might have proved a dangerous friend to Ae
nes, who would have made him a hero,' had
he been the most treacherous of men, all the
same. He had called tue first warm glow to
her cheek, the first flutter of pain and plea
sure to her heart, troubling the dull waters
of ber life with love's magic wand, causing
the once stagnant current to musically mur
mur in and out among the little care and tri
als of my daily existence. She had shrin
ed her saint and was doing homage, uncon
scious of the new poetry pf life awakened in
her soul .
Look back, fair lady, and recall bow ten
derly you chronicled the first, sweet love
dream of your girlhood.' How long that
first kiss lingered on your lips. A flower,
a passing breeze, has power to revive it yet,
in spite of the years . that have slipped
between the now and then. Other love
may claim us, but the memory of that dear
first remains a sunbeam of the heart which
fiassing clouds may shadow but never ob
iterate. .; i . . , . ,. (
Presently Agnes looked np, forgetting ev
rytbing but her friendless situation.
"Has At gone, really gouef" she asked
"Yes, to the city. 1 1 bade him good bye
here in this grove, with my best "wishes aud
ample .funds for his journey as well as for
suitable clothing, together with a letter to
my uncle John, a wealthy merchant in New
York, who will do well by him. Al will suc
ceed, trust him for that; he has perseverance
and epergy, as well as poosiderable courage,
by yesterday's display of firmness; and what
mora does one require to begin the world
, Bob 'spiled cWn on the beaming face lift
ed to bis in speechless gratitude in an easy,
complacent Way,' pleased to note the . swift
waves of feeling flitting over the radient fea
'Ohl thank' yon, Mr, Stewart, thapk youl
I am bo .grateful, aud. so j much indebted
i t yotj. , j. dqn't know how to thank you
in. Words, but my heart does a thousand
times, and will continue to do so as long as
Hive." . . 8
; i Frankly she held out her hand; tho bright
tears, welling up to the brown eyes, lay
sparkling on the long lashes, ready to fall in
drops of gratitude.' - .
. Gentlyhe took the berry-stained hand in his
holding it in a warm clasp while falteringly
she continued: .
"My brother's life was hard at the farm,
and he is high spirited and impetuous) but,
indeed, he is good at heart, Im sure of it
Your own kind nature must tell yon how
much I feel your kindness. ,
The tears in the truthful brown eyes ran
over, and the quivering lips . could scarce
form the words that crowded to them. A
hot tear fell on the changing opal, quenching
its brilliant rays in a drop more bright than
the rarost gem.
The vague wrong that careless Robert
Stewart at first dimly contemplated perished
with the one silent teat upon his hand, shiel
ding her unprotected youth and' worldly in
experience aa securely as if surrounded by a
father's guarding arm a tender ' mother's
i "Sh9 is wonderous lovely despite her
frightful dress," thought the handsome grad
uate, contemplating slily the sweet creature
before him. "As fresh and pare as a moun
tain daisy. If she was only well educated,
what a magnificent woman she would make. '
But he only said:
"Are you fond of books?"
"Oh, yes," was the eager reply. "You
can't tell how I long to possess just a few,
to be all my own like my voice. To read
alone while nobody talks around me, some
thing good and true, better and different than
the rough language of every day. I have
but little time to read though," she added
dejectedly, looking down at the ground in
the old weary way.
" "You have the evening to yourself, I sup
pose?" ho questioned thoughtfully,
i "Not always, you see there is so much to
do at our homo, she replied apologetically,
pulling at the tape strings of her apron. She
might have added that sho was never allow
ed a light in her room other than the moon;
going to bed summer and winter In the dark;
lying awake in cold nights, shiveringly
watching the pale stars come and go. "Na
ture's bright lamps hung iu the sky lonely
and still, like me," she used to fancy, vainly
trying to read their mystery. Evidently
her companion divined the true state of af
fairs, for he looked at her pityingly, saying
Girls always find some time amidst all
their work to cull a little pleasure. If you
will come here to-morrow the berries must
be picked you know perhaps you may find
a few books that will please you in the cavi
ity of the old oak tree yonder, the third on
the right. It has been the storehouse of
many generations of squirrels. Henceforth
we wili call it a storehouse if the mind lit
erally a tree of knowledge dedicated to you,
whose fruit (.hull cheer and strengthen the
mind. You will be sure to read carefully
the passages marked."
. "Indeed, oh. indeed I will. I'll ponder
every line and word with such a grateful
heart," she cried, at the Bamo time trembling
with delight .
Mr. Stewart, with natural vanity, felt con
fident that she would joyfully dream over the
designated portions without a suggestionfrom
him; but he liked to see the rich color run to
her eager face, and the happy wonder of the
hazel brown eyes.
They parted good friends, with a mutual
shake ot the baud, each in a dinarcut way
thinking of the other ho haunted by the
memory of the sweetest voice and the lov
liest face he had ever seen.- "Dressed fitly
and educated, be kept repeating mentally,
"and she would be superb gloriously beau
tiful. Away from the slavery of the farm
house and its sordid inmates, she would
blossom into my ideal of a perfect woman.
What splendid eyes! how that tear on my
hand startled me I , What a tender, confiding
mouth? Poor girl; and such a mother! I
wish she was away from all that drags her
down." ,; '..
Bob pulled his dark 'mustache thought
fully, musing about Agnes Williard, until
he entered his father's gute. Meetiug his
only sister Annie, on the porch, he exclaim
ed gaily: :
"By Jove, sis.I found a Hebe in the Wal
nut Grove. Such a wildflower, to call that
old Hatfield, - father, and his hard, coarse
wife mother. She sings like a nightingale,
Annie, and methinks has a . burdenod
heart, which only forgets its sorrows in song
soaring away beyond the anrefining influ
ences of the farm and ' its mean owners to
"You mean young Agnes Willard," said
Annie, smiling at bis enthusiasm. ''Yes,
she id a sweet girl; but I seldom see her pa
tient face, much less hear her wonderful
voice, though I have two or three times,
while walking out, heard her singing when
she thought no one near. Were her mother
less peculiar, I should like to win her
friendship; for, Robert, she is worthy of
teub friendship or me, and trom you. .
Annie said this pointedly, searching her
brother s face with a wistlul, anxious look on
her own. '
Bob came to her tide, and kissed the
noble brow, fully comprehending the meaning
of her earnest words. ,
"You are the best of women, Annie, the
truest of sisters, and I am your brother; does
that satisfy you? 1 want you to be the friend
of little Agnes; for the poor, lonely girl's
sake, not mine. , . '
Then he laughingly related the born-yard
battle; the surrender of Hatfield; the retreat
of Al; and the alarm and anxiety of Agnes.
How that he had met her in the grove by
chance, and unobserved listened to her sing
ing. . . . :
We are sorry to say that Bob omitted al
ludmg to the tear that dimmed bis ring, as
well as the books that were to be trusted to
the old hollow tree: arguing that "Annie
might laugh at him, misunderstanding his
motive, which was simply to give the poor
thing pleasure. Bat he kuew in his heart that
he feared to meet that doubtful, warning.yet
loving look that mutely said more eloquently
. ''Don't , you : trifle with the child's sim
pie btart . Do not make ber life more sor
rowful." ' ' ' " ,
Agnes sped home, filled with new hope. A
pew world has been unveiled a new psalm
chanted. Xsever was a day so bright; never
never the' grass so green. - The birds were in
glorious tune, and the brook danced along in
glee, never curling bo merrily before, The
Stone wall was not so high, or the bars so
difficult to 'let down,' as formerly. She
shouted in rnphlrods joy, laughing to hear
the echoes among the hills.
Her entire boing seemed chaffed, and why?
She could not have told why; only the joy
was in her heart, such a glad sense of exqui
site joy, and she must let Nature know her
What were frowns, bitter words, and tired
limbs now? only a rivet to bind closer still
bhe did not dream of his ever lov
ing her, content with the meagre privi
lege of worshiping him in secret; treasur
ing each Word, look, and smile, as some
thing precious, to be thought and dreamed
On her return to the house, she ran past
her mother, feeling as if she must know all
about the secret confidence so suddenly
sprung up between Robert and herself.
Then she began to anticipate all sorts of
evils. Whatir the old tree should blow
down? What if the berries should show
Bigns of being spilled? A thousand new
fears tormented her. Would her mother
notice the unwonted bloom of her cheeks
she felt them glowing or the unusual
brightness of her eye? Filled with these
thoughts, blissful while they frightened her,
Agnes whisked on the tea things with most
extraordinary vigor, to the 'nfinite surprise
of Mrs. Hatfield, and looked .it the berries,
over which Bhe was sprinkling sugar so lov
ingly, that her mothei stared in wonder. Lit
tle she thought that to AgneB every berry
was on opal, and who to this day always as
sociates black caps and opals with that sum
Agnes could not refrain from kissing little
Nellie a dozen times in succession! she smil
ed when her mother Bcolded and hurried
softly singing, "Comin through the Rye,"
as Bhe went about flitting from cellar to
kitchen, much to the disgust of Mr& Hat
field, who fancied that she must have lost her
"Good night, mother!"
Exclaimed Aggio, blithely; and not wait
ing for a reply, she ran up stairs to bed, and
full asleep dreaming of dangerous black eyes,
a kindly smiling mouth, and an opal gemmed
hand, that lingered in hers with a man's warm
clasp. A sweet perfume hung over all, as
she Bank into innocent slumber with another
dearer than herself sheltered in her heart
as who of us has not?
. CIIAPTJB Til. ;
For a wobder, as Mrs. Hatfield expressed
it, Agnes came down next morning without
being called, before the chickens had fairly
left their roosts, blinking abontin the dump
dawn as if not quite certain of whether they
were not getting np rather early.
A faint line of red and yellow jus, tinged
the eastern horizon, when she appeared
among the cows, humming merrily, "Five
o'clock in the morning," in a voice as pure
and ire.-ih as the dewy morn, laughing de
murely to see her step rather, with a savage
growl, burl the battered pail that lay a
burnished memento of Al's valor peacefully
in the yard spitefully over the fence, among
the smart-weeds, leaving it, wiih a muttered
curse, to rust and rorgctrulness. ,
After tho aflair of the grove, a close ob
server might have noticed that Aggie took
particular pains to carefully draw on a pair
of huge, ugly gloves when she had occasion,
as she frequently did, to go out in the sun.
She would blush guiltily if any one appear
ed, and hasten to thrust her hands under her
apron, as if detected in a crime; always
taking care to conceal the cotton gloves
until sately out or sight, dreading the ridi
cule of her mother and the coarse jeers of her
father. ' ..
She took frequent opportunity to remark
that never were black caps so large und
exceedinclv Dlentiful as thev were this sea
son, and was accordingly hurried off every
afternoon to pick them. And of coarse Bob
sauntered about under the trees, ostensibly
to while oway the heat of the day in the
shady wood, but in reality to wait for her
The trees told no tales; the wind did not
repeat tho sweet story only whispering,
sighingly, their approval; nothing of the
low-toned reading under the muiestic walnuts
during the balmy summer days, until the sun
declined towards the west; nothing of tender
glances and young hopes born there, sighed
over by the trees. Nature is mute, never
betraying the confidence committed to her.
Agnes lived in a heaven of her own, beyond
the penetration of those about her, and was
happy oh.so happy in her new found love.
Aud yet, oh! foolish Agnes! What had she?
A gay man s smile the sound of a win
nintr voice the touch of a nnreleNa hand
the passing admiration of a man of the
na is your sun and moon, your joy by day
and night, while you are but the smallest
and most obscure of planets that Fate has
placed in his orbit; a solitary star that the
slightest cloud may forever hide from view,
"loved to-day, forgotten to-morrow,
so says the adage. Yet trust on and be hap.
pyl we will not dethrone the prince, for
we, too, have faith in human nature and true
love s pure devotion. Anoint with the dew
of your simple affection the idol of all your
thoughts; give bim your young heart, iuno
cent in the purity of untarnished girlhood,
unblemished with thoughts of another, and
trust in my honor to hold the gift sacred,
and in all faith shelter the dove that he has
lured to his bosom from the coldness of
The hollow tree was, indeed, proving ono
of knowledge to Agnes, and its fruit sweeten
ed many a stolen hour. ,
"You finished milking late to-night, said
Mrs. Hatfield, glancing approvingly towards
the yellow harvest moon. "But never mind,
vou can wash un the milk-thinns bv moon.
light just as well; come, come, fly about; be
spry! . i '.
Aggie obeyed, briskly rinsing and clatter
ing the pails and pans standing on a long
bench in the door-yard, back of the kitchen,
where the 'milk-tbings wore generally wash.
ea up, i .,
. "Yes," she sighed as her mother bustled
away. "God be thanked for the blesBed mel
low moonlight; how brfgbt and serene it
hangs over the earth, making everything
seem holy and gentle.
iter bright lace grew sort and prayer-
mi, upturned to me snining orb, with a
saint-light expression hovering about her
mouth and brow, mutely thanking the
Great All Father for his. infinite good
ness and mercy to all earth's erring children.
y ery aurent vera the tnoughw ofmothur
and daughter--the one Intent on taking ad
vantage of the moonlight to finish the
evenings work) the otner. oonvions or
milk palls and aisn-wipers, was secretly
dwelling upon the contents of the stealthily
obtained books then securely hidden in her
bed upstairs, and of how she would feast on
their contents when free, aided by its friend
ly beams. - .
Lately she had become as gay as a lark, as
active as a humming-bird, and as musical as
a nightingale, jvhich all combined to puzzle
her mother, to such a degree that she deem
ed it nroner to take her to task on tho sub
ject; a9 Bhe said severely
"1 declare, Agnes, you are the strangest
creatnre. Is it because you have a brother.
less that you are hoppy?"
Sho bad never alluded to the absent so be
fore, and her tart query startled her daugh
ter, fearing that she would guess the truth
intuitively; but the incensed purent did not
heed her visible agitation continuing: "A
few weeks ago you went drowsing, moping
and sighing about, glum from morning till
night Now you are everlastingly hummiu' '
some outlandish tune, yelling silly songs up1
stairs and down, from the time you get np
until yon go to bed. You provoke me ; past
endurance with your gloves, and fiunikiu be
fore the glass, putting on airs, aud teasing to
wear stockings every day in warm weather
Did any one ever hear of such extravagance?
I expect you will soon be above work alto
gether. Goodness knows you hardly earn your
salt now. You'll want to be called Miss
Willard, too, 1 suppose, my fine lady; but I
tell you, I'll have none of your fine lady airi
Uer mother caused for breath, ninninp nb
her sleeves with a jerk.
Agnes blushed, contused, at this uncon
scious home thrust, and hastily left the room
with a little noto lying warm on her heart.
addressed to "Miss Williard."
Ab, Mrs. UatSeld! in those few weeks'
your child has become a woman! Your reign
is over; your power go dp I What wonder
that she was gay,, and not easily frowned
down? Doing little acts of kindness, le
gardless of snappish returns;, find smiling in
the face of unmerited fault-finding!
Often Mrs. Hatfield, ever on the alert for
shortcomings, detected a peculiar change in
her daughter's churning. Frequentlv, of
late, the usually regular sound of the dasher
would almost cease, as if the operator were
tailing asleep. At such times the "vigorous
lady would thump loudly on the floor, over
head, as a gentle reminder to the young de
linquent that the cream must be kept in ac
tive motion. Agnes would obey the warn
ing by churning for a moment most ener
getically, but soon the dnll Bplash would be-'
come slower and slower, driving her mother
almost to despair, simultaneously with tho
knocking over head would the Vigorous
thump of the dasher go on below, Now ;
the truth is that Agnes was trying to read
as well as churn, aud, of coarse, as the book
became interesting, the churn grew silent
Once she narrowly escaped detection by her
mother suddenly-appearing on the scene to'
personally investigate the matter. ' Aggie
adroitly managed to throw the book out of
the low window looking wonderfully in
nocent and industrious. Her mother scolded 1
of coarse, but the book remained sale in the
tall weeds outside, as mute as Agues on tha
subject of the bewitched churn.
TO BR CONTINUED.
Toucnwo Instance op Childish Devotiox '
Three children of New Bruuswick got
ustry. One was about six years of age, the
others four and three. It was a wild region,
und in wild weather, and at the edge of the
night, "trom signs, it seems that the six
years old soon felt sure that there was no
hope of their being fonnd, or finding them
selves that night, and so it took measures at
once for the safe keeping of its little ones.
.rutting them at once in the most sheltered
nook it could find, it stripped away its own
garments to put on them, and set out to
gather dry seaweed and brash to cover them
up in and defend them. Quite a quan
tity of this had been gathered and piled
about the babes in a sort of a nest, and there
they lay when the people found them, still
anve; but the six year old matron and mar
tyr lay out on the shore dead of the cold
lay beside the last pile of brush it had been
able to gather, but was not able to bring in.
'So' your honor, I jnst hanled off and
struck his law. Just then his dog como
along and I nit him again."
'Hit the man?'
'No, yer honor, hit the dog. ' I then un
wid a stun, and throwed it at him, and it
rolled him over and and over.'
'Threw a stone at Jack?"
'At the dog. yer honor. And he got nt
and bit me again.'
1 he dogT '
'No, Jack. And wid that he run off.'
'No, the dog. And then he came back
and got me down and punched me, yer
'The dog came back at you ?'
'No, Jack, yer honor, and he isn't hurt
any at all.'
Who isn't hurt?'
'The dog, yer honor.'
The Traitor's Last Act. Andrew John
son consummated his complicity with trea
son by issuing a sweeping proclamation . of
amnesty aud pardon to all traitors and mur
derers who undertook to destroy the life of
the nation. This, if we understand its scone
releases Jeff Davis with other greater ond
lesser criminals, and is an end to all suits
tor treason, and starts the grave question as
to whether there can be treason to the United
States. While traitors occupy the presiden
tial chair we must not expect traitors to be
punished, and when that same President has
connived at murders and persecution in its
worst form, it would be but natural for him
to protect his accomplices as long as he has
power to do so. This proclamation restores
no political rights, congress and the State
Constitutions and Legislatures having gen
erally taken care that Aud re w Johnson should
uot ptace an political power in rebel hands.
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iu b uysier vender "Who was passing by.
"1 soil, by measure, not by weight,"
plied the oysterman.
V "Then give ma a yard of them," said
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lueoy sier man Shook his bead dubious:
I and passed
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