REPUBLICAN THE WHOLE ART OF GOVERNMENT CONSISTS IN THE ART OF BEING HONEST.-EFFERSON. STROUDSBURG, MONROE COUNTY, PA:, THURSDAY, MAY 15, 1851., VOL. 11. No. 34. Published by TUeodorcScHocli. TERMS-Two dollars per annnum in ffdcfb dollars and a quarter, half earlv--and not P je lore the end of the year, Two dollars and a half, inose who receive their papers by a earner or stage drivers employed by the proprietor, will be charged 3. l l "SSpSdifflaed until all arrearages arc paid, eAdJaffl.fn5eJ3ung one square (six AaveniscmY" . j h for one dollar, Mffl nrl ceSffor elery subsequent insertion. Chargfe for one and three J same.- iihii-ii discount made to yearly ad erasers. 7 All letters addressed to tlie Editor must be post paid. JOB PRINTING. Having a general assortment of large, elegant, plain and ornamental Type, we sre prepared to execute every description of Cards, Circulars, nill Heads, Notes, Blank Ieceipts. Justices, Legal and others Blanks, Phamphlets, &c, printed with neatness and despatch, on reasonable terms, AT THE OFFICE OF THE Jcfferaoniaii Republican. For the Jeffersonisn Republican. JLiues To 0 no, it never cross'd my heart To think of thee with love, For we are severed far apart As catth and the arch above. Though in many a mid night dream You've prompted fancy's brightest theme, 1 never thought that thou w ould'st be More than that mid-night dream to me. A something bright and beautiful, Which I must teach me to forget, Er'e I can turn to meet the dull Realities that linger yet. A something girt with summer flowers, And laughing eyes and sunny hours ; While I, too well I know, will be Not ev'n a mid-night dream to thee. The Bachelor' Lament. I am monarch and have my own way. My bed there is none to dispute ; It's night after night here I lay, Just like some unfeeling, selfish brute. Ah ! to smother Love, nor know its charms, This the bliss, tne bachelor's part Better list'n to children's alarms Than the beating of this aching heart ! Avarice. The sick man had laid at the point of death, or at least in a very critical condition, for many weary days. One day a small debtor called to pay him some money: Well, really," says the sick man, "you are the best friend who has called to see me to day." A kind and sympathising neighbor being present, who had watched It) the sick man's bed, and sought to gratify las' every want, thereupon arose and departed. The invalid had plenty of this world's goods he had drnprd the 1 from his gold ar.d who could blame a sick roan for expressing pleasure at the visits of Jiis god. BY REQUE8T. Dr. Rodrock's cure for Love. The following cure for Love, is taken from the Diary of Dr. Rockrock. Take a grain ol Sense, half a grain of Patience, one di aehm of Understanding, one ounce of Disdain, a pound if Resolution, and a handful of Dislike. Mix them to gether, fold themupin the limbeck of your brains twenty-four hours, then, set it on the slow fire of Hatred, strain it clear oi the dross of Melancholy, put it in the bottle of Discretion, stop it down with the Cork of strong Judgment, and let it stand ten days in the -water of cold Affection; tins rightly made and freely applied is the most effectual cure. You may get it at the house of Un derstnuding in Content street, going up the hill of Self denial, county of Forgctfulness, in the state of Peace. Meek shade farewell ! go seek that quiet shore. Where sin shall vex and soirow wound no more ; Thy lbwjv woith obtains that final bliss, Which pride disdains to seek and wit must miss. That path thou'st found which science cannot teach, But faith and goodness never fail to reach : Then share the joy the words of life impart, The vision promised to the pure in heart. lb. ACTION. The best thing to be done when evil comes upon us, is not lamentation but action : not to sit and suffer, but nse and reek the remedy. Ib. Lord Byreu, a Prophet. In a Journal kept by Byron, in January, 1S21, are the following remarkable sentences. "The Powers mean to wax with the People the in telligence seems positive let it be so. The King-times arc fast finishing. There will be blood shed like w ater, &nd tears like mit. But the People will conquer in the end. I will not liTe to see it, but I forsoe it ; there will be a universal Republic and there ought to be." The Bachelor's Yo.w. Sure there's some wonder in this handker chief Othello A snug bachelor's domicile was the neat two-story dwelling where lived Johnathan Ev erleigh, Esq., a hale, hearty bachelor, on the "shady side of forty. With him lived his ne phew, Walter Lincoln, and a faithful old Af rican, rejoicing in the name of Tunis, as black and shining as Day and Martin's best, and who, in his own individual capacity, con stituted the factotum of the establishment namely, cook, scullion, chambermaid, and waiter for Mr. Everleigh never employed any of the " woman-kind;" about his strong hold of Bachelor-dom; even his clothes were regularly forwarded to his washerwoman by the milkman, as he passed her door every Monday morning, and as regularly returned on Saturday -by the same conveyance. In deed, the " oldest inhabitant" could not re member ever seeing a female either ascend the nicely-swept steps to the front door or descend into the basement below. There was, to be sure, one poor old decrepit woman, who for a time spread her unseemly garments upon the pavement in front; but even she soon deputed a dirty little urchin, "all tattered and torn," to receive hecdaily.dole from the .well spread table of the bachelor. Yet, notwithstanding this more than monk ish exclusion of the softer sex, Mr. Everlcio-h was by.no means of the genus morose and crabbed attributes supposed -to ; belong .jo the bachelor class of bipeds but, on the conj- trary, was of a cheerful, generous nature, re- joicing in the happiness and prosperity of others, which he was ever ready to promote as far as he was able. Ho was not, howev er, a wealthy man, in the worldly accepta tion of the terni, but had enough for all his own wants, and to spare, if need required, for the necessities of a friend. To his nephew he was fondly attached, deeming no expense too great for his educa tion. Young Lyncoln graduated" with honor from his College; and Mr. Everleigh, averse to his studying a profession, had then admit ted him as a partner in the house of Ever leigh and Co. 'Well, Walter,' he would often say, 'when we have made a little more money we will wind up business, and enjoy ourselves ; yes, yes, my boy, Ave will see a little more of the world, and not spend all our days cramped within the walls of this modern Babel ! I am rich enough for both of us; and . thank, God, Walter, when we travel forth we shall neith er of us be encumbered with a woman .'" Now, our bachelor reckoned a little too confidently upon this latter point; for, during all these conversations with his uncle, Wal- ter had very pleasing visions of a pair of soft i blue eyes, which, somehow or other, whenev- er this journey was spoken of, seemed to be fixed upon him with such a sweet, confiding look nay, he almost felt, as it were, the pres sure of a dear little head upon his shoulder, and saw, or fancied he saw, long ringlets of the most beautiful golden hair floating around him. But he took very good care not to re veal these visions to his uncle. After business hours, Mr. Everleigh and Walter regularly walked home together, where the skill of Tunis had meanwhile pre pared the only meal in which Mr. Everleigh indulged, save breakfast ; for, at such a wo- ; man s loi-aeroi anniv as iea, um uuuuuiui turned up his nose, although he greatly rel ished the cup of excellent coffee which Tu nis was wont to bring him after dinner, when, throwing off his boots and donning his dressing-grown and slippers, he yielded himself to the indulgence of back-gammon, or a game at all-fours, with his nephew. Assuming the privilege of an old servant, Tunis usually stood by upon these occasions, j marking the progress of the game with much apparent interest, and displaying his shining ! rows of ivory to great advantage. Sometimes ; he would break out with "Hi Massa Ever leigh, take care Young Massa he get ebery ting !" or, " Golly, Massa Walter, you not get off dis time hi dere go de Jack !" Sometime Walter would venture to express his surprise, that one so fond of domestic life as his uncle appeared to be, should have omit ted that choicest blessing a wife; but such a remark never failed to draw down, not only a shower of invectives upon the sex, but also to put Mr. Everleigh into such an exceeding bad humour, that Walter was always glad to ; withdraw' from the scene. Fond of read- ! ing, the centre-table was always well sup-! plied with the new publications and files of daily papers. They also dipped a little in to politics, always, however, espousing dif ferent sides, for the sake of the argument. Thus it will be seen, that for a season our two friends lived very cosy and comfortable ; but it will also be seen that such happy times . his hand. 'This aroused him, and, as if an COuld not last. Pitv thev should ! for we , orv for nilnwincr himsfilf to be thus nvnrnnmnJ - I should like to know, in the name of woman-1 kind, whom he so much affected to despise, j what a bachelor like Mr. Everleigh has to do with comfort 3 Walter began gradually to estrange him- j self from these tete-a-tejes, and, after allow ing himself to be handsomely beaten by his vyicle at his favorite games, would plead some trifling errand or engagement to absent him- self, leaving his respective relative td while away the hours alone. These absences grew more and more frequent ; still Mr. Everleigh : coitented himself with remarking" You 1 were out late last night, Walter;" or, 'I wait- ed until ten for you, boy !' to which Walter , would answer hurriedly, and in much confu- j sion, that he was very sorry, but he had a par-' ticular engagement, or was unavoidably de- tained; while Tunis, chuckling and grinning , as he descended into the obscure regions of j the kitchen, would remark, for his own espe- cial edification ' young Massa Walter give old Massa the slip one of these days , see if he don't !' Noting, at length, the increasing abstrac- tion of his nephew that he was more given to! the perusal of poetry that he sighed often, ' and moreover, carried about him very suspi cioug missives, in the shape of delicatelyrfold ed notes, Mr. Everleigh grew uneasy, and re solved to question Walter upon the subject a resolution which was perhaps the more speedily carried into effect, by. observing one evening, upon the little finger of the delin quent, a STtiall gold ring ! This was enough. " Puppy !" he muttered; " it is just as I thought! Yes, yes; I'll wager he is playing , ... rrM I 1 If" A- I thafool I" Then working himself up to the degree of wrath required for the purpose, lie began : "Put down your light, sir ; you are not going off in this way ; put down your light, 'I say, young man; we' must-haveja Htr tie talk-togetlier "before we separate1!" Blushing like a girl, Walter placed the ; lamp upon the table. He saw the hour had come, and the storm he had so long dreaded was about to burst upon his head. "Now tell me, sir," continued Mr. Ever leigh, "where you have been, and where you spend your evenings hey, Walter, tell me that? You shan't run blindfolded into ruin, if I can stop you speak, sir ! I asked you where you had been!" " I have been visiting at Mrs. Nesmeth's , this evening, uncle," answered Walter, duti fully. " And who the deuce is Mrs. Nesmeth 3" asked the bachelor, seizing the poker, and thrusting it into the grate. " A a particular friend of mine, whom I often call upon," said Walter. " The deuce you do ! Hey what and why have you not told me this before, you scamp 3 How old is she, I say 3" cried Mr, Everleigh I should judge her to be nearly forty, uncle, although it is difficult to decideupon a . lady's age," answered Walter, " Difficult to decide upon a fiddlestick ! Forty, is she wh-e-w ! she has a daughter, then, I suppose, also a particular friend of yours?" "Yes, sir; a most charming, amiable girl, sir; only about seventeen," replied Walter. With a vigorous poke between the bars of the grate, Mr. Everleigh now fixed his gaze upon the countenance of his nephew. "Well, why don't you speak, you young jack anapes 3" " What shall I say 3" said Walter, smil ing. "Say? Why, that you are in love with a . girl that you mean to make a fool of your self that you mean to marry her." " Well, my dear uncle," replied Walter, firmly, "then I do say that I love Miss Nes meth most tenderly that our faith stands plighted to one another, and that, please hea ven, I shall marry her !' "Please heaven, you shall marry her!" repeated Mr. Everleigh, in a tone of cutting contempt "I say, please heaven, you shall do no such thing ! A pretty fool you'd make i of yourself, eh ! What business had you to fall in love, I should like to know, without my j consent 3 Your faith stands plighted,iloes it? Oil, you puppy ! Well, I'll find a way to un-plight it, that's all ! Don't speak go to f bed, sir go to bed married wh-e-w !" Then seizing a lamp, the excited bachelor bounced out of the room. When he reached his chamber, Mr. Ever-; leigh for some moments paced the floor with rapid trides, giving full vent to the passion ( which agitated him now bestowing all sorts of invective epithets upon his nephew, now upon the arts of woman-kind. At length, throwing himself into a chair, he gradually suffered his anger to abate his features re-1 laxed a shade of melancholy stole over them, and finally burying his face in his hands, he ' remained for a long time in deep, and, as it 1 would appear,. gainful thought. Then slow ly rising, he opened a small escritoire which stood upon a table, at the head of his bed, and drew forth the miniature of a young girl, up-' on which he gazed long and sorrowfully. A J hot tear rolled down his cheek, and fell upon o j o - he thrusts the picture back into its case, turned the key of the desk, and hurriedly brushing his hands across his eyes, exclaimed, ' "Fool, fool that I am! Well, God grant that poor Walter may not be made the dupe I was Several days passed, and no further allu- sion was made to the subject so near the hearts of both uncle and nephew. Walter, it is true, would gladly have introduced this most m- teresting topic, and essayed at various times to do so; but Mr. Everleigh, perfectly com- prehending his object, and willing to punish him, invariably walked off, leaving the lover to his own not very pleasant reflections : for the thought of his uncle's displeasure, who had ever been - to him as a father, even the love of his charming Emily could not entire- ly overbalance. Now, the thruth must be owned, that Mr. Everleigh was quite as unhappy at this state of affairs as Walter; and when he noticed the pate cheek and sunken eye, betokening a sleepless night, and the dejected, almost pen- itent air of his nephew, he could hold out no longer. Pity took the place of resentment, and, much to the astonishment of Walter, he was the first to introduce the forbidden sub ject, and expressed his readiness to hear what the "silly boy," as he termed him, had to say for himself. Thus encouraged, Walter opened his heart freely Mr. Everleigh listening at first qui etly and silently then, as Walter proceed ed, he gradually grew more restless fidget ed upon his seat kicked the fender mut- tering, like Squire Burchell, "Fudge!" and . "Pshaw !" and finally, in the midst of a most glowing description of his fair inamorata, which Walter was pouring forth, he bade the ardent young loyer hold his tongue, and not be such a fool. . ,' ' ' ' " "But uncle,1"' persisted Walter, "I am sure, if you once saw Emily, you would no longer rail at my love, but acknowledge howvery inferior to her real charms are all the de scriptions I would fain give you." "Pshaw! beauty is but skin deep you silly fellow; andufor the rest, she is just like all her sex, false and fickle as the wind !" said Mr. Everleigh. " She will jilt you depend upon it." "I would stake my life upon her truth !" re plied Walter warmly. " If you knew her, you would be ashamed of such injustice to an angel !" " Wh-e-w ! we are in a passion, are we eh, Mr. Firebrand 3 Now, Walter, take my advice, and don't get married. What the do you want with a wife, I should like to know ? Have you not got a pleasant home, you dog, and an old uncle that humours you like a pet monkey 3 and what on earth do you 'want to bring a woman into the concern for 3" "Uncle," replied Walter, so long as I was not in the condition to support a wife, mar riage, of course, would have been highly in judicious; but as, thanks to your kindness, my dearest uncle, I am now established in a good j bussiness, with all resonable prospect of suc cess, why should I longer delay my happi ness 3. No, my dear sir, do not ask it noth ing but your consent is now wanting to make me the happiest of ment." " The silliest of fools, you mean !" inter rupted Mr. Everleigh, impatiently. " Now, depend upon it, Walter, the moment you put yourself in the power of a woman, you are ru ined, body and soul. I would not give not I would not give a straw for you a mere pup pet, pushed hither and thither, at the will of an artful little hussy! Just looked at me, Walter here I stand six feet in my shoes a happy, hearty bachelor of five-and-forty look at my head, not a gray hair in it my teeth, sound as a roach; think you I should be what I am, had I saddled myself with a wife and a brood of squalling fat babies 3 no, no!" 'But, uncle,' said Walter, rather mischiev ously, 'if report says true, you were once in a fair way for such a misfortune: for I have heard you were at one time engaged to be married." ' Hey what 3 nonsense nonsense ! an swered the bachelor, stooping suddenly to pick up something from the carpet; to be sure, I was a fool once, a deuced foolbut I was j never caught again: ha, ha, ha never again; and, Walter, it is precisely because I know the deceitful sex that I so urgently warn you against them.' Then you do admit that you were once in love 3' said Walter. ' Therefore, how can you blame me for the passion which a lovely and amiable girl has inspired 3' Mr. Everleigh arose, and walked several times hurriedly around the room; then ap- Droachmff Walter, he regarded hun seriously, " ' J and said, 'Walter, you shall now hear from my lips that of which no other person has heard me speak. To you- I will confess my folly. Yes, Walter,' he continued, seating himself, and nervously playing with his watch-guard 'when I was of your age, I was silly enough to fall in love with as arrant a piece of coquetry and mischief as ever nature turned out. She was a schoolmate and inti mate friend of your poor mother, Walter, and came home with her to pass the holidays at the Grange. This was our first meeting. She was then only fifteen as gay and wild as a young deer, and the most beautiful creature I had ever beheld nay, that I have ever yet seen. It was my fate to be spending the hol idays at the Grange also, and a most fortun- ate circumstance I felicitated myself that it was; but it proved otherwise, as you will see. Those six happy weeks flew by as moments -the remembrance even now causes my uh. ibiuiuiu j blood to course rapidly and then we parted, with mutual regret, and with mutual wishes that we might soon meet again. 'And I was more breath upon you; get married, then, in such a ninny, Walter, as to think and dream ; heaven's name ! poor fellow !" ... V . . , ' , . T . u " Thank vou, thank you, my dear uncle !" or notmng else Dut-uui-an: i cannot jh her name, boy V said iur. Jbverieign, ma voice trembling with agitation. No matter ; she was my star my idol. All I did, all I , i e t a t nannn, hoped, was m reference to her, and I penned more sonnets to her praise than would till a folio. At lencrth we met again. She was once more at the Grange. My love became inlntr. wW nor had I anv reason to com- j , , , plain of her coldness, bhe read with me, sang to me, walked with me, and rode with jy Dy the hand : " And now, uncle, you will me indeed, we were scarcely for a moment 1 give me the happiness of introducing my be sopa. Thus encouraged,!, at taj th de- , loved Ely clared my passion, and she false and prodi- tth, what go to see her. No, no, that ! ous as she proved she, Walter, fell on my 1 js agfcing too much," replied Mr. Everleigh. I bosom, and wept her love !' Mr. Everleigh I will do no such thing I will neither go paused, and wrung the hand of Walter: 'Boy, to see her, nor will I go to your wedding ; so . puuacu, aim . j r , don't ask me. I will never sanction, by my boy, may you never be deceived as I nave pregencef the sacrifice ofa fine handsome been ! My happiness was 'brief as woman s young fellow like yourself to a woman not I! , love.' A few weeks after our engagement Draw aB much moircy as you please go and j witnessed the arrival of a gay, dashing lieu-; come as you please-get married when you , , -i ,,j rrnm tW please and leave me do as jl please! ! tenant her cousin, she said and trom mat r TWeiirh was about to I moment my happiness declined, tier atten- tions were no longer given to me her smiles were for another; walking or riding, at home ' i i n nnvpr loft her sidf If or .abroad, the puppy never left her s?de. If remonstrated, she laughed m my, face, or turned angrily away from me. " He called j Her by the most endearing names; -And' one day yes, boy, one day I found her in his arms her head resting dove-like upon his glitter ing epaulette, Tier little soft hand clasped in his. I saw yes, I who had never yet dared to press my lips upon her snowy brow I saw it and survived ! I could have shot the fellow dead upon the spot but, to save soul from the sin of another's blood, there was providential ly no weapon at hand. That evening I sought an interview with the false one. I accused her of her perfidy, and bade her explain, if she could, her conduct. This she positively refused to do. Angry and bitter words en sued between us, until with consummate boldness she bade me mind my own concerns, and not trouble myself any further about her movements! I then asked her if she loved young Marchmont. Never shall I forget the look she cast upon me. 'Love him !' she ex claimed: 'love him! yes, with my whole heart do I love him!' 'It is enough,' I answered ; and although my brain was on fire, every vein swollen with jealous rage, I coldly bowed, and turning my on my heel, walked leisurely away, humming the air of a fashionable song. I then mounted my horse, and rode over to the house of a relative, some six or eight miles distant, where I remained for near a week, racked, it seemed to me, by all the tor ments of the lower regions. When I return ed to the Grange she had gone yes, gone with the lieutenant. I never saw her after! Now, Walter, I ask you, have I not reason to heap maledictions upon the faithless sex 3' " No, uncle," answered Walter; " with all due deference to you, and with all the sym pathy I feel for you, pardon me for saying that, if what you have just told me is all you have to allege against them, your argument is a poor one. j "Hey what? why, what the duce would j you have more 3" exclaimed Mr. Everleigh. ; " I would have the calmness and delibera-1 tion uncle," returned Walter. "Allow me to say, that judging from your own words, I consider you were too hasty in condemning ( the young lady. There may have "been rea sons strong palliative reasons why " j " Pshaw, Walter ! stuff stuff!" interrupt-1 ed the batchelor ; " reasons ! there were no reasons but those to be traced to the fickle nature of woman. And this I will convince ' you for my folly, Walter, did not end here. 1 Time cooled my resentment, and caused me ' to doubt my proceedings; and the more I rea- j soned upon the subject, the more I blamed ' my rashness. At last I resolved to write to her to acknowledge my error entreat her her forgiveness, and once more offer her my ' love. Yes, fool, dolt that I was, I pended one of your puling, sighing, lack-a-daisical love-let-' ters, and sent it to her address. Well the an swer came, and it was such as my egregious j folly deserved saucy, spirited, insulting, and unf Snug ! A few days previous I had been offered a situation in a West India house, and I now gladly and without the least hesitation ; accepted it. I embarked for Porto-Rico. Yes, i Walter, that bad, heartless girl drove me an . exile from my friends nd country ! I was ! absent twelve years. When I returned I i ,J c . .. , . , ; er made any further inquiries about her. t Your poor mother, too, dear Walter, had, paid the debt of nature, leaving you a mere child ; and soon after my return your father died also. I vowed to be both father and mother to the child of my only treasured sis ter ; and although but a rough nurse, boy I kept my vow !" " Dearest uncle," interrupted Walter, sei-' zing Mr. Everleigh's hand, and kissing it, j while grateful tears filled his eyes, " dearest ! uncle, I owe you everything. How can. I j ever repay such kindness and love 3 j " Eh ! very grateful you are to be sure, ( you uog going to Drmg a woman acre w uruus up our happiness!" exclaimed Mr. Everleigh. " Not so, uncle," said Walter; believe me, it will only render it more secure. Ah ! when you once know Emily, for her sake you will renounce all your prejudices against women. " iVInnconcn " roturnorl fr. Fvftrlfiinrli M jiowever jf you win be such a fool as to o-et married, why I can't help it. I believe I . should be doing you a much greater kindness to give you a halter to hang yourself with, , than tQ consent t0 guch foljy as you propose. ... mistake until it jg too iate . so there's no use wasting any j , cried counlenance expressing all the joy ne fejt j And, Walter," continued Mr. Everleigh, speaking slowly, and as if half ashamed at, the concession he was making favour of a tq can,tgpare you altogther; though, j j supposej at the best I shall have but little 0f your company ; therefore bring your wife! home. My house shall be yours there is room enough for all of us ; and for your sake, nnnnv. I will trv tolikevour loije psnaw: Walter smiled, and shook his uncle warm-; jeayo tne room . aireaUy hjs hand wa s upon the knob of the door, when suddenly turning, he walked up to Walter, seized his hand, and pressing it fervently, cried, " God bless y make yQU a h&p py man j Prom this night there seemed to be a 'tacit understanding between uncle and nephew that each should do as he pleased, without question or remark. Although professing great indifference, it was easy enough to see that Mr. Everleigh was more interested in Walter's movements than he would like to make known ; and as the time approached when the " sacrifice of this fine, handsome young fellow to a woman" was to be completed, it seemed to be his chief desire and study to promote the future com-fort-and happiness of the young couple. A suite of rooms were newly and hand somely furnished, and the bachelor even en dured, uncomplaingly, the flitting and rust ling up and down stairs of women's gar ments ; the scrubbing-brushes, white-wash brushes, and window-brushes, wielded by sev eral respected female friends of old Tunis, who by the way, chuckled greatly over this invasion of the bachelor's territories. In looking over the morning papers, Mr. Everleigh one day noticed that a very fine collection of plants were to be disposed of by auction, in a certain part of the city ; and thinking a choice little conservatory would be just the thing for Walters young bride, he jumped in an omnibus for the purpose of at tending the sale. "When he first took his seat, there were several passengers. These, however, gradu ally alighted one by one, until eventually there remained but one person in the vehicle besides himself. Thi was a young man of dashing air, most fashionably attired, with hair enough on his face to have rendered the clippings quite an object of speculation to an upholsterer. For a short distance they rode on alone; and then the driver suddenly reining up his horses to the curb-stone, a young girl sprang lightly within, and took her seat in the fartherest corner of the same side as the exquisite. She was evidently very young, and the slight glance obtained of her coun tenance, as she brushed past him, convinced Mr. Everleigh that she was also uncommon ly beautiful. Yet this dangerous fact did not in the least disturb his bachelor stoicism; and and he would, probably, have left the omni bus withiout bestowing another thought upon her, had not her attention been suddenly drawn to the movements of the fashionable fop, who, changing his seat to the opposite side of the vehicle, seemed intent upon an noying the young girl with his bold rude glances. By degrees he had edged himself into the corner directly facing her, and in such close proximity, that the blushing girl could not raise her eyes without encountering his libertine gaze. No sooner did Mr. Everleigh note the bear ing of this polished blackguard towards the young, unprotected girl, than, with all that kindness which marked his character, Kfece solved he would not leave the omnibus with out her ; or, at any rate, that he would retain his place until the presence of other passen gers should prove her safeguard from the fol low's boldness. He had previously told the driver where he wished to be set down and accordingly the stage drew up at the given place. He saw the exulting look of the young man, supposing himself about to be rid of his presence, and met at the same time the appaling look of a pair of soft blue eyes which the young girl bent upon him, as, half-rising, she seemed prepared to follow his move ments. " I shall ride further," said Mr. Everleigh to the conductor ; " drive on, and I will tell you when to stop." The exquisite muttered a curse, while as if divininig the motives of Mr. Everleigh, the young girl bestowed such a sweet, grateful look upon him, as would have token captive the heart of any but a voluntary bachelor. The driver whipped his horses, and the conveyance rattled on furiously through the streets. " Is this street 3" timidly asked the young girl of Mr Everleigh. His reply was cut short by he tormenter, with " It is, beautiful creature ! Allow me the happiness of assisting you to alight, and of seeing you safe home." " Puppy !" exclaimed Mr. Everleigh, lean ing over, and shaking his good-sized fist in the face of the officious scoundrel, " dare to rise from that seat, or intrude your insults further upon this young girl, and I'll pitch you under the horses' hoofs ! Do you hear me 3" and with another flourish, in the very teeth of the descomfited Lothario, he pulled the check-rain, and taking the hand of the trembling girl handed her safely out of the vehicle. " Thank you, sir ; thank you," said the young girl with a sweet smile. "This is my residence, sir; I will not trouble you further." Then, with anothecmile and bow, she trip ped up the steps of a small two-story house, and rang the bell. Our gallant bachelor waited, hat in hand, until he saw his fair charge safely within doors, and then intended to hail a returning omnibus, for his benevolence had led him a considerable distance from his original desti nation. Now dear reader, do not think that Mr. Everleigh had put himself to all this trouble merely because the object of his kindness was young and pretty. He would have done the same for any unprotected female in 'Ike cir cumstances, no matter her age or condition, wether she wore a robe of velvet or the home ly garb of a washerwoman. Turning, therefore, as I have said, to pur sue his original purpose, the boot of Mr. Everleigh suddenly came in contact with a delicate cambric handkerchief. Lifting it from the pavement, a small steel purse drop ped from it, which he rememberred to have seen m the hand ot his tair charge ; and im mediately ascending the steps, in order to restore the prize to its rightful owner, he rang the belL While awaiting the answer to his summons he mechanically turned over the handker chief. It was one of the finest linen, cam bric, apparently quite old, for it was much worn, and in several places bore the marks of skilful darning. It was certainly a par donable curiosity in our bachelor to cast hja eye upon the left hand corner of this deli cate mpttcApzr. There was a name, although nearly effaced. Why mounts the blood sq swiftly to luscountenance 1 and "w,hy does an (Concluded otfourth PagcS) - 4
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