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DR. s. 3. naluer.ms,,
i? C in North Hanover street adjoining
IVolf's, store. °nice hours, more par
thialarly•from 7 to 9 o'clock, A.M., and trom
5 to 7 o'clock. P.M. LiunelB'sl
Dr. NOUN 8. SMIXIGGS,
orrErts his professional services to tho
people of Dickinson township, and vicinity.-
Residence—on the Walnut Bottom Road, ono
mile east of Centreville. f,ch2lypd
G. E. COLE,
ATTOI2:INItY AT LAW, will attend
promptly to all busimais entrusted to h
Office in the room formerly occupied by Wil
liam Irvine, Esq,, North Hanover St , Carlisle.
April`2o, 1851.
DR. C. S. DARLIEL
Espci.TULLY offers his professiona
services to the citizens or Carlisle and sur
rounding country.
Oill.‘e nil residznee in South Hanover street
directly opposite to the Volunteer Office."
Apl 20, 1853.
Dr. GZIORGIE Z. BRETZ,
WILL perform all
operations upon the
teeth that - Vey be re—
nt mired for their preservation. Artificial teeth
inserted, from a single tooth to anentire set, of
the in mt scientific principles. Diseases of the
maath and irreularities 'el - Irefully treated. Of
lice at the residence of his brother, en North
Pitt Street. Carlisle
GEORGE EGE,
JUS VICE OF- THE PEACE. OF-
Flo& at his residence, cornet of Main street
and toe Public Square. opposite Burkholder's
Hotel. In addition to the duties of Justi,e of
the Peace, will attend to all kinds of writing,
such as deeds, bonds, mortgages, indentures,
articles of agreement, 'tikes, &e.
darlisle. an 8'49.
. 3LLIAM IL 313RMITZ,
Wholesale and Retail Druggist, Carlisle
1101 AS just received o large and well selected
111 stock or American, Vrench and lilngush
CTilTmicals, Drugs, Medicines, - Paints, 0 de,
Dye-Stutis, Ac. At this store Physicians can
rely on luving their prescriptions caretully
omopounded.
DR. I. C. LOODTZS,
WILL perform all
operations upon the
Teeth that are requi
red for their preservation, such as Scaling, Filing
Plugging, 62,c, or will restore the lose of them,
by ineertindArtilicial Teeth, from a single tooth
to a full sett. 1);:r Office on Pitt street, a few
doors south of the Railroad Hotel. Dr. L. is- alt
ent from Carlisle the last ton days of even"
month.
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Fresh Drugs, Medicines!, Sce. &c
I havo just received from Philadel
-- phia and New York very extensive
additions to my former stock, embra
/jilt cing nearly every article of Medicine
_ now in uso, togeiaer with Paints,
Oils, Varnishes; Turpentine, Perfumery, Soaps,
Stationery, Fine Cutlery, Fishing Tackle,—
Bruhes of almost every description, with
endelss variety of other articles, which I am du
tormined to sell at the VERY 1.0 WM!: prices.
All Physicians, Country Merchants, Pedlars
and others, are respectfully requested not to pass
the OLD ! STAND., as they may rest assured
that every article, will be sold of a good quality,
and upon reasonable terms. _
S. ELLIOTT,
Main street.
May 30
X'. N. ROSENSTMEL,
I_IOUSE, Sign, Fancy and Ornamental
§j_ Painter, Irvin's (lormerly Harper's) Row,
nexrdoor 'Free:Vs Hat Store. at
tend promptly to all the above descriptions 0.1
painting ' at reasonable prices. The various
kinds of gfaining attended to, such as mahog
any, oak, walnut, &c., in the improved styles.
Carlisle, , July 14, 1852-IY.
CHURCH .LEEAND RINGLAND,
Lutty......Emumua 4a.£33LfZ)
AND
STEAM SAW MILL
EW CUMBERLAND. PA.
TRSIA Sit'OßTaTlool:
THE undereigned . are now prepared tofreight
merchandice from Philadel
,o
463phia and Baltimore, nt re.
ducod rates, with regularity
and despatch
!DEPOTS
Buzby & Co., 345 Market Street, Phila.
George Small, "Small's Depot," 72 North
Sreet, Bettimore
an2l WOOD WARD 46 SCHMIDT.
w. " DENS. DADDY
aroma . W. BELL di. C 0.,. ,
A ND
GENERAL COMMISSION MERCHANTS
HO WARD STREET,
Opposite Centre,
ly BALTIMORE..
Carlisle Female Seminar":
MISSES PAINE will commence the
SUMMER SESSION of their Seminary
on tho second Monday in April, in a pew and
commotlivs, school 'room, next door to Mr.
Leonard's, North Hanover street.
'lnstruction in the languages ant • 6 rawing, no
extra charge.
Music taught by an ekporieneed toacher t at'
an extra charge. (sept3tf)
WRITE UATIL ACILDL4 I I3/.
Three miles West of Harrisburg, Pa.
HE SIXTH SESSION will commence on
'Monday, the seventh of November next.
.Parents and Guardians and others interested
are requested to inquire into the merits of this
Institution. The situation is retired, pleasant,
healthful and conv'enient of access/ the course
of instruction is extensive and thorough, and
ximaccommodations are ample.
i Instructors.
tato. Denlinger, Prineipalaand teacher of Lan•
ig tinges and Mathematics.
Dr. A. Dinsmore, A. M., teacher of Ancient
Languages and Natural Science.
E.. 0. Dare, teacher of Mathematics and
Natural Scienc.is.
Hugh Coyle,. Teacher of Maio.
. T. Kirk Whno,'teachor of Plain and Orna,
mental Ponrnaneldp.
4 . Terms.
Boarding, Washing, and Tuition
in English per session (5 months),
Instruction in Ancient or Modern
'Langunges,'each, • • .5 00
Instrumental Music, 10 00
For Circulars and other information address
D. DENLIN GER, .
Harrisburg, Pa.
gop7
110 USE 4.7d*D LOT .
FOR SALE or RENT.
subscriboroffors for sale the DRICR
USE and Lot, 25 root front by 5140 it deep,
now occupied by Mr.. Henry . .Ifellor„ in North
•Ifsnover street. The house and all the im
,ptrivements 'are .nearly new. The dwelling.
containethirtcen•ceiled Nam, including don
'tile parlors. Attached :a a cistern. Smoke,
Muse and Stable. For further .informktion.
s e h ril p y next door to tho'promitme to
Ju1o• ,
f ft WEAVER,
air , 13 1853 MN Agent,
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THERE ARE TWO THINGS, SAITH LORD BACON, WHICH MAKE A NATION GREAT AND PROSPEROUS—A - FERTILE SOIL AND BUSY WORKSHOPS,---TO WHICH LET ME ADD KNOWLEDGE AND FREEDO3L 7 Bishap Hall.
I am too poor, alas! to love thee, Lady!
But wilt thotegice a thought in after days
To ono who only asks to call thee friend,
And tries, in feebleness, to sing thy praise
I am too poor to love then! yet thy mind
Ilas woven round my heart a spirit•cbnin •
Which binds me to the shrine:—'tie bondage
sweet,
I would not, risk not to bo free again.
I dare not love thee! yet whene'or I bear
'Another's lips give forth thy touching name
I turn—to love the speaker, if ho praise— ,
To hate Jim, dare he e'en but gently blame,
I dote not love thee ! yet whcno'or I think '
That sickness dims thy smile, I often sigh
And count life's oecming friends—whom could
I trust .
Wert thou, in thy pure loveliness, to die?
I dare not lova thee! yet wheneler I gaze
In thy dear taco my mind feels free from
care;--
I think of childhood's hour—my Mot knee,
Where, morn and night, I lis d a simple
pray'r.
lam too poor to love thee! yet ill sleep •
I know I often murmur thy sweet name,
Whilst blending it with midnight's strange,
wild dreams
Of happinesS, hope, honor, joy or fame.
I dare not love thee ! yet wheneer I pray .
Thy name is breath'd in ferventness above ;
Yes, my weak, erring heart its worship gives,
And asks, for thee, tbe"ehoicest boon of love.
, Twero vain, I fool, to love thee I ono•an pure
To my podr, humble love could never bond:
Mrheart must learn, through eadness, to,en
dure
I only ask to call thee my true friend.
Yes; I will dare to love thee! though 'tie vain;
But thy dear name shall e'er a sweet sound
• be;—
In loneliness I'll think of faded dreams—
Of hope, of joy, of you—Lovz's DIEMOIIT.
'Tie sweet to love, although that love bring
pain,
SOtne bitterness in life to all is given ;
Then, Fair Girl, take this lay—l feel it.is in
But I will love a star in God's bright mora
heaven.
CARLISLE, PENN'A
From the Ladles' Paper
LOIJISA-AND--WARREN.
Life is a mystery—a solemn and wonderful
mystery—and in it, as dreams within dreams,
are other mysteries—and the greatest of these
is love. Its origin is "accident, blind contact,
or the strong necessity alloying something,"
says one who went from the wretched tempest
of a hopeless affection, up to the high and
sunny places of the world, where, in the mid
dle of his journey—his heart aching with pain
as much as -hia brow ached with laurels—his
barren life went out; and it is probable that
he would not have re-lighted the brief candle
if he had had the power.
Ms sweet to bear the watch-dog'. honest hark
Day deep-mouthed welcome as we drew near home
'Tie ewer t to know there le on eye 1111 mark
Our coming, and look brighter wh n we come.
Surely, they need our pity who afo so intent
on ambitious projects—on what are falsely
termed the great aims of life—that they cannot
stop to plant by the way some little flowers of
affection, so that, when the storm comes, as at
some time it will to all, rose leaves -as well as
dry sands will o'ereweop them.
For myself, though I had power to make the
. wisdom of the past and the unrecorded truths
of God my own, I should feel life to be an in
completeness, a failure. if there were no eyes
to gather new light " when I looked down upon
them, and when they looked up to me," for
though there may be great satisfaction in the
cold reflections of the intellect, or in the tra•
cing of the ditn steps of gone heroes, the kiss
that takes the heart captive is better than all.
Whether blind contact and the strong necessity
of loving something aro usually chiefly instru
mental in drawing heart to heart, I know not,
but in the little story I have to tell they may
lake atUne'cretlit, I think.
Years ago, no.mat ter how many, there came
to live in' our neighborhood a widow lady of
the nano of goodhuo. • tier husband, shortly.
after purchasing the ftfrto to which she and her
doughter, Lotiisa,:earne to live, was attacked
with cholitragnnd died; so the two ladies, and
the three servants whom, they brought with
them; made up the family. I well rentember
the much notice they excite I at ohuroh thtt first
Sunday their heavy and elaborate mourning
filidd one of the homely slips. Even the young
clergyman, it was thought by one o,r two of our
gossips (and what village has not its gossips?)
directed his consolatory remarks almost cn
tirely towards the now comers, only oboe or
twice remembdrieg the three poor orphanti who
eat in the roar of the ohurcb, thinking of the
lonesome •Rave of their poor drunken father,
whom nobody had wept for but them.' We
We
auppose," weld ! aforesaid gossips, Yhe
couldn't see through the thick black-veils of
the great Mrs. , Goodhue , and daughter, to the'
9.3/nab? trimmedalcawlset of Sally Armstrong;".
Others thorn' were, hOWever . , wife said that!
'brother Long had preached 'a
good feeling ger
'men foithe drunkard; and,thit he hid told the
children. the sine
,of their- fathei would
Wad upon them' to the third and fourth genii
ratibitind- they were sure tlnVohildrow . andi
every body else ought to be satisfied.,
They
They ?Oohed almost like sisters, mother 'and'.
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Original ioortrq.
LINES TO******
BY EDWARD STILES ECM
"True Love's the gill which God has given
To mon atone beneath the heaven;
It la not raninsy's hot fire,
Whose wish"., soon on granted, fly—
It livotit nnVin fiercr deolre,
Whit dead desire It doll, not die;
It is the !mere, sympathy,
The sllvilr link, the silken tie,
Which heart to heart, and mind to mind,
In hotly and In soul Buy hind."
WALTER SCOTT
1!2M1M[11
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CARLIStE, PA., WEDNESDAY, - NOVEMBPRI6. ASS 3.
daughter, people said, and indeed it was hard
to believe there Were twenty years difference
in their ages, for the elderlady was the young
er in behavior, and altogether the most stylish
in appearance. Her manner was set down
against her for pride ; but I suspect she had no
more than other persons, though its manifes
tations were more showy.
" I wonder which one the prencher is trying
to comfort," said the neighbors, "Louisa or
her mother;" for whether or not their veils
bad blinded him on the occasion of their first
appearing at church, it was certain that he
availed himself of tho earliest opportunity of
making their personal acquaintance, - and Aunt
Caty Martin, who nursed all the sick, helped
to make ull-tho- shrouds, and cook all the wed
dingdinners in our neighborhood, remarked
laughingly one day, as she was visiting at our
house, the while she Ifiemmed itcheolted apron,
that she dxpeeted:to need it, before long. in the
preparation of the biggest dinner she had over
cooked. It was not worth while to call names,
she said, but it was generally thought that a
certain young preacher and a certain young ,
lady, whose name began with L., would make
a match before long. And thud dubiously sug
gesting cho parties, sho'deliberately sewed on
the wide tape strings. She bed always worn
twisted strings: of tow before, but she meant
that apron to be a little extra, in view of the
frolic that, may be, would take place some
where, not a thous nd miles off, before a hun
dred year's."
Wiser•folke than Aunt Caty have been mia
alcen—but let me not anticipate.
It was March when the Goodhues came to
our neighborhood, and as rough and unpromi
sing a March as I remember ever to have seen.
The old house to which they came looked es
pecially desolate, for it had been vacant for a
year, and the long unpruned cherry trees and
late budding elms, creaked ri gni ns t the broken
windows, and dragged along the mosey roof,
dismally enough. The wind had not whistled
up a violet, and no wood Hower, between the
layers ,of frosty leaves, had pushed its way
into the light. Mr. Goodhue had proposed to
build a fine new house directly in front of tho
old one. The digging of the cellar had been
nocomPlishedi but the work was interrupted at
his death, and the great clay pit "stood there,
partly filled with water, out of which the black
snakes lifted their ugly 'heads, and into which
the frogs dashed theinsolves, when a step drew
near.
It looked unpromising when they cattle, as
I said, and during the summer the appearance
of things was but little bettered.
The widow and her daughter bad hover lived
in, the country, and knew nothing, of .iturse,
about the mauaging of a farm, but like' many
city bred people, supposed it to bo a sort of
long holiday. They began energetically, to be
sure; in addition to the three servants they
brought, they hired workmen enough to culti
vate the grounds beautifully, and put the fen
ces, and barns, and orchards, all in complete
order; but there was no directing hand among
them, and the consequence was nothing was
done properly, nor in season, and after a Itrgo .
expenditure, with small gain, the lady dismissed
her workmen and offered the farm for sale.
She had come to tho conclusion that her
god busband ba4 for once erred in judgment,
and bought the poorest land that couldhave
been found in the whole country.
In the time of garden making, a garden was
made; but the weeds grew faster than the ve
getables, andthe inexperienced servants pulled
them up together; so the ground was plowed
anew and sowed anew, but the second
was worse than the first—the dry season
came on, and the work was all lost.
"Really, Louisa," sainhe widow,dne mor
ning, tis she held up her mourning these; heavy
at the bottom with dow and dust. "I wish I
could got rid of the old place, on any terms.
I would willingly sacrifice two or three thou.
sands more to be rid of it."
"0 mother, I do Wish you could sell or give
it away," replied Louisa—"lt is the dreariest
place I was ever in, in my life. If it wasn't
for Parson Long I don't know what we should
do, for I believe be is about the only civilized
man in the neighborhood." "And, by the
way," she continued, "ho has asked me to rial
to the city with lam to-morrow, and come home
by moonlight. Won't it be sentimental?"—
And the young girl laughed heartily at the
idea of a sentimental rids by moonlight, with
the parion, who was really a person of fns
education and cultivated - taaio. • In all our
neighborhood there was no other gentleman
with whom she for a moment thought of asso
ciating on terms of equo.lity, and hs for mar-•'
ryin'g ono 'of the "rustic bumpkins," as she
Ailed the young men, why, she scorned the
suggestion.
The summer wet gone at the time of this
little conversation-between Louisa and her .
mother,, nod the worm September sun pierced
not between the thick bOughs of the cherry
trees which' still remained 'unpruned;' - for
though Parson Long, in kid gloves,.had been
seen cutting the dead limbs from among the ,
roses and lilacs, ho had not ventured, to touch
the hardier trees ; and in ohady end damp iso-
lotion the old house stood,. nod there, in die=
contented and,thriftless seclusion, the two
dies lived.
They were in the midst of rather an unchar
itable conversation 'about the neighborhood
which, they termed .. horrid"—the simple
hearte'd people wore "good enough in their
way,',' as they said, but persons in whoM they .
Could by no possibility have any intereet—
when they were interrupted by a loud and con
fident rap on the front door—au unusual thing
—for most of the country people, who ventured
there at all, made their entrance at the side
door; as the family were not supposed to be in
the parlor of week days—or, at least, other
families were not. ,
The corvant who °paned the'door ennui pro' ,
Bondy iris, and, with a audio of poou ;ar oignifl
( oanoo, announced Mr. WerreitAnnetrong.'
"And pray,. Louisa, whole Lei" naked the.
•PMtiMr, her face reddening as she Wont' on,to' •
sni t ' "not the son of the Wldow , Armstrong,:
who livosip the cabin morose pie 4pld Y"
"Even to, mother,".'sridwered the proud.
girl, arranging ker antis and stritighisning
iscO . loichiel is moakery,und'as if the foat:e'd
to poter,,ttio presence, vCso distinguished P;
personage: "you ass otii . hind abighbora are'
dotorminod to overcome our timidity. Well, I
am sorry they give themselves suoh -melees
trouble"--eMd turning to the servaat she said.
"Did his honor ask for niothe'r; or me, or you t"
"You, Miss," replied •the maid, her smile
this time widening into tkgrin. ,
"Perhaps ho wants me to help his sister
Sally spin," continued Lotman, talking partly
to herself and partly to hormother ; "I heard
the thunder'of her wheel, the other day, when
Parson Long had I were walking in the woods."
"And what did he pay of them 7" inquired
Mrs. Goodhue, looking from the lace collar she
-was embroidering. '
"0," he said "they' were goodish people—
poor, but respectable ; in short, and that, since
the old man wont tlio way of all tho living—
whiob ho did last spring, having been a drunk
ard for twenty yearsthey had seemed to be
id f oreasing in Worldly goods.".
" Well, dear, don't detain the young man
any longer," and AlR,.Goodhue straightened
the collar on her keel), and,,looked at it admi-'
ringly.
"You are considerate, but no doubt his
time is precious. I should have remembered
that—i3is it the time of sheep shearing, or po
tato planting, or what season is it with the
farmers and she ran laughingly t&wards the
parlor, waiting only to say, "I wish you could
see mother Armstrong—her face is'browner
than our cook's, and she dresses so queer."
Her face, as pretty and genial a one as you
would wish to see, in its usuabexpression, grew
severe and haughty as she unlocked the door
and. appeared before Mr. Armstrong with hor
stateliest step.
He was leaning carelessly over the rosewood
table, and looking into 's volume which adorned
it. ,Ono rose-red hand pushing back the brown
heavy curls from his brown eyes, and the other
resting on the brim of the straw hat which
hung over his knee, as indolently graceful ho
sat as though ho hag been 'used to fine books
and fine furniture all bis life, :
"Did you inquire for me, sir?" asked the
lady in a business like way, but as though she
could liardly think it possible that ho had in
quired for her._ _"P,ardon me," said the young
man,' and slipping one thumb in the left aide
pocket of his waistcoat, as he bowed with' na
tural gracefulness, "though we have; had no
formal introduction, I could not fail dew
ing Miss Goodhue. My name is Armstrong=
Wanten Armstrong." Miss Goodhue 'said she
was happy, and sinking into a sofa, motioned
him tobe seated again. lie declined, however,
and did his errand so simply and politely that
she found- herself saying, "pray, accept of, a
seat, Mr. Armstrong," before be had concluded.
In a minut4, and without. tis g made any
remarks abouljtieWeather;"ror iir a bbr lion
Many cows they milked, be was gone; and slily
pulling the Curtain back, Miss Louisa Goodhue
was watching him down the path.
" Well, daughter, what did the clodhopper
want?" asked the mother; directly. •
" It seems to me you might call him by his
name." "Indeed—a light breaks in upon my
brain." Louisa laughed gaily, partly to cover
her confusion and partly at the unintentional
earnestness with which she had spohen ; and
saying he seemed a civiletiough young person,
explained that ho had called to ask her to come
to an _"applo_nutting,!lat_his _mother's Louie,
on the evening of the day after the next.
"And are youzoing, my dear?" Asked the
mother, 'deferentially. "Pshaw! What do you
suppose I want to mix with such a sot of peo
ple for?" and going to the window, Louisa
watched the clouds with groat interest, appa
rently. There was a.brief silence, broken by
the mother's asking if Mr. Armstrong wore
Cowhide boots and homespun, or in what sort
of costume ho appeared. "Really, mother, I
don't know what he wore, replied the girl, in
genuously—l saw nothing but• his. smile and
eyes." ...
,Mrs. Goodhue laughed heartily, and
said she would buy-a spinning-wheel for her
child, and direct the sign to bo taken' down.--
she would not want to dispose of the farm, now.
"Why, mother, you grow facetious," and
trying on her sun-bonnet, Louisa took up a
volume and set off toward the woods, eithOr by
choice or accident turning toward the one which
lay nearest to Mrs. Armstrong's.
The following morning the sun Game up large
and red, disappearineehdrtly behind a great
bank - of black clouds, the leaves dropt off si
lently, the air was close and oppressive, and
the water dried fast in the big clay pit. •
Louisa asked everybody if they thought it
would rain, and everybody said they thought
it would. Still 'she could not see any particu
lar indications herself, she said : if Parson
Long celled for her, oho honeyed. sho would go
to town; and by the way of testing her:mo
ther's views, oho added that she wanted to buy
a yard of gingham to make an apron to wear
to the ..applo-nutting."
Do, dear, go if you want to," 'replied the
mother; a harmless pastime enough,
and no doubt gratifying to our simple neigh-,
hors:" ,Louisa said she was only jesting about
tbii' apron, but that, in truth, Warren Arm
strong hatl.quite a little' - manner of hit:ft:v:l,
and the prettiest brown curls "nod eyes! ,
In due season the clergymen called,'ming
ling, a littlo more than was his wont, a worldly
interest witlrhis soberly-gracioustatinner. His
well-fed black horse pricked up his ears and
stamped impntiently,hut" lie was not in gayer
mood than Louise--She didn't know why, ehe
said, but liar spirits had not been 140 buoyant
since they came to tho old farm. The lane
leading down past Mrs. Armstrong's . house
looked quiet and cool between Its herder 'of
oaks and dims, and she wondered she had-never
gone' in that direction for a
, walk 7 shi.weeld
the very first iin'?e she wentout again. This
purpose she expressed to Me. Long, by wny , of
assuring heroelf that olio eould walk= by - the
house of Warren 'Armstrong, talk Of it'as
free:ns of anything else, if she oboes; -
:.; "Yon seem: intent 'on ; the' landscape, Miss
121oodbue," tens:irked la 'ft tone' of
diaaatiafactiOn;_ kar,iiha liad lope her face turned
enrey.loager tlinn , was nattering-to his vanity.
what did yen soy ?" she replled,:abstrae
tedly, after ivy:Ft:into qr tvvo,:durlniVrtiloh she
bed heenvetereating herself In. te five
. cows
, h
that 'stood ebout:theinriag under. the oakin
the hollow before;Mrs. Armstrong's house—;and
'perhapii;too, ilie,'pghe'eave that, Ivtth' Ste
• 17 4 1 1P1 41 9,4, 0 04 : - . P14 aliftqc - gl' l lk7,borne, *as
atandlni.by',,the door, attd .abbut,vrbloh Bally
and her mother, and t► . litticrirry,.*ora busy
handing in palls and baskets, &c., &c. War
ren was nowhere to be seen.
'• What were you saying ?" she asked, having
completed her survey.
.f' Nothing—at least, nothing that could in
ter* you," and the clergyman suddenly die
covered that the management of his horse re
quired both hands, though ono had pievidisly
rested on thaipart of the carriage seat against
which Miss Goodhue leaned. But little cared
the lady whether he drove with one band or
two',' and, with the exception of one or two
common-place remarks, five of six of the miles
were drivn over in silence. At length Mr.
Long fell' baelk
,upon his clerical prerogative,
and asked Louisa, in a , fatherly.sort of a way,
if she didn't think the flowers in her bonnet
unbecoming—espeoially with mourning habili
ments.
" Nu," she replied, tossing her willful head
•
I think they are pretty." •
" Vanity and vexation of spirit," he' an
sword(!
He next inquired if she found piayer the
greatest,consolation of earthly afflictions, say
ing that was the true test of a cbristian spirit.
"Sometimes I do, and sometimes I don't,"
replied the saucy girl, "I make no pretensions
to perfection," and abruptly changing the sub
ject, sho said she fanoied she could drive as
well as he, and playfully taking the reins from
his hand, the gay black horse passed over tho
remaining distaMm so fast as to preclude con
versation.
"Cull as early as six o'clock, if possible ; - I
am fearful of the night air," was the request
of Louisa, as Mr. Long set her down at the
door of her friend, Mrs. Jackson.
The clergyman replied civilly, and yet in a
way that indicated he had some interests of
his own which might conflict with hers, and
which ho should bo at no pains to sot aside.
Truth is, Louisa was in no haste to bo at
home, neither was she afraid of the night air
—nor had the young man interests which he
preferred to hers. - Both were pettish, and
willing to tyrannize in a small way. --
So they parted—the one saying, "Pray,
don't give yourself trouble," and the other re
plying, "to serve you at any sacrifice would be
a pleasure."
Mrs. Jackson was one of those sweet, loving
women who find sermons in stones and good in
everything. Instinctively a lady as well as by
birth and education, she recognized the natural
excellence and refinement in others, nor did
idle over fear 'of compromising herself by as
sociating with persons whose bands were less
white, or whose purses wore less heavy, than
her
mo see," she said, pausing with pin
sled eicprossion, as- if she were settling so4m
matter of great moment in her mind, at
asking all about the neighborhood. "My Para
gon, Mr, Armstrong, must live somewhere near
you. Do yOu know a family of that name ?"
A family of that name lived near them,
Louisa said—poor, but good, honest sort of
people, sbo believed.
" You may well say good people," replied
Mrs. Jackson, "there is no family of my'ne
colaintance I. like better. Warren and Sally,
and the old hidy, and timid little Moses—l like
them all."
Hero sho proceeded to relate how ebe had
first found them out by tho excellence of the
butter they' brought to market; how she had
engaged a regular supply, and so had made
friends of the entire family.
" Almost every week they send me," she
said, "some fresh eggs, or vegetables, or some
other nice thitigs they have, and I acknowledge
the favor by filling the basket with something
wider' they have not. When they come to
town, they eat dinner with me, and I am going
to the country to stay a' week, and eat bread
and milk, and apples fresh from the trees.
they are dear, delightful people—bow much
you have lost in not knowing them."
Mrs. Jackson's grint wealth and high social
position emboldened Louisa to saxshe bad ac
tually seen Warren Armstrong, and spoken
with him ; that, in fadt, ho had asked her to a
little party, at his mother's house. Slit did
not say "apple-cutting," lest Mrs. Jackson
mightbe shocked: but that laly knew all about
it, and opening the cupboard, showed her
huge fresh pound ~cake which she designed
sending for the occasion, by Warren, whom she
was'every moment expecting to bring her the
week's butter. .
" Go, tomorrow night, by all means," ehe
continued; "they have shown a disposition to
give you pleasure, and you would not pain them
I am sure, even thouglt it afford you no special
gratification to go ;" and putting her arms
about the plump shoulders of Louisa, she re
peated, "you will go, I am sure." •
" Would you, now, really?" said the girl,
lookhig up ; "it will be so queer, and with such
a set of people."
"Why, the Artestroage ore not queer, but
here comes Warren"—and Mrs:Jackson left
'her guest to MeetTlind welcome him. Louisa
could hear their voices distinCtlY, and, much
jesting and good-natured talk about trifles
there seemed between them, as baskets were
unpacked, jars were untied, and jugs of milk
emptied. She tropli gladly ,have gone and
joined them, butAmidity, for almost the first
time In' her life, kept her in her seat; and in.
tore 'she could overcome it, she heard the.firm;
manly 'step sound along the paved walk, as the
;yotnag: Mau departed. • • .
When Mrs. :Jackson returned, alio wore .ft
'disappointed expression. Warren Armstrong
could not dinemith her, he had so many chorea
to do; he' would only call,for a.minut6 in the
evening, for the cake and the bottle:of zeast
Which she would have ready for him.
Louisa Wondered at what time he would re
tUrn, though_ OhnAidn't know that- she 'dared
about she, told Mr. Long to call
at S.eli Poseibly olio naiglW go
,to the
..apple•cutline She Aid n't thinli she should;
nevertheless; amongst, hot, purchases that day
wtit l olOrii of blOOk•t4 l 4lThito'fliPithettli
ale for , an • • L
• The olouds, 7 ,whioh...bad been elotrlyzoilhig
about all.day:intormingird at oursete and' the
sky was p,terently a dull , loodeh moss. Louisa
looked out onzionsly-.-okr. o'clock wont by;
saran come; nud•eith' it a elorroirlicling rain,
ihichlirotolainifbiecintinue thiciugh the night:
.ItlVir,'Lcing had come ot six:as request'.
ed;' •ahe said , 4 .lsre mightlave bean 'at home.
Ho Trouts to take lila- that is all,"
and she pressed her flushed face to tho pane,
tapping violently with her little foot on tho
carpet •
--Suddenly the flush deepened,-as a hearty,
good-humored voice, not altZgother unfamiliar,
gave the salutation of the evening.
Louisa said she was not expecting him, (for
it was Warren;) she was watching for Mr.
Long, trim had brought her to town and whom
ebb had expected to return with an hour ago.
Mr. Armstrong manifested no,confusion ; but
taking off his bat, turned his face skyward,
and shaking the rain-drops from his curls, with
a pretty carelessness, said he was sorry for her
disappointment; that her friend would certain
ly not detain her much. longer, and that his
carriage was doubtless a sure protection from
the storm, which be trusted would not be very
violent ; and with a bow which seemed to indi
cate a leave-taking of her, he passed to the
rear portion of the house, where Mrs. Jackson's
kindly preparations awaited him.
"I wish ho had only asked me to ride home
with him," thought Louisa. "I am under no
obligations to ,Mr. Long, that I should wait
here all night ;" and, moving restlessly to nail
fro, she saw the young man passing from did
kitchen, to the street, and placing in the wagon
jugs, baskets and boxes again, as regardless of
her as of the Newfoundland that lay at the
doorway.
" I conic' go with him just as well as not,"
she thought: "his wagon-cover would protedt
me from the rain, and if it didn't, why, a little
wou'dn't hurt' me, and then I shoulci be re—
venged upon Mr. Long." But while she thus
thought, the preparations were completed;
and, with the rain-drops shining bright in his
hair, and his unloved hands wet and red, Mr.
Armstrong was 'Climbing into the wagon.
" Would it ineouvenielce you much to take
me?" called an unsteady voice, and throwing
up the sash, Lotiisa leaned anxiously from the
window. Tho youth, for he was scarcely more
—something. past twfinty-one, perhaps—was
On the ground in a moment. Ilis poor accom
modation was quite at her service ; ho only re
gretted it was not better. The storm looked
- threatening; had she not better reconsider?
"I will pay you whatever you ask," said
Louisa, coldly, piqued at the young man's in
difference, for he stood with ono hand resting
on his stout gray and the other held discour
agingly out into the rain.
" I think vve shall be able to settle terms,
Miss Goodhue," be said, laughingly, "if not,
we will leave it to men," as' farmers' do some
times, when they make trade."
Louisa joined in the laugh, for his good
humor quite disarmed her, and wrapped in
Mrs. Jackson's great blanke: shawl, she was
presently assisted into the wagon.
Before they reached the suburbs, it was
quite'dari, and the rain, which had been only
a drizzle, fell in larger and colder drops. The
road was muddy and broken, and a slow drive
unavoidable.
But strange to say, Alicia Goodhue vas not
afraid of the night, nor the rain, nor the bad
roads. Was4tbecouse she had retaliated pp,
Mr Long? oi'lieaiiso she felt a greater assu
rance of safety and protection than she had
ever felt before?
I, know of clothing moro favorable' to famil-
jar intercourse than a; rainy night - and" a lone
some old house, or a lonesome road. Almost
- any two young persons, who find each other
likeable, will, travelling slowly through the
storm, or sitting by the ember fire, open their
hearts as they would not in the inquisitive
noon-day. But, whether or net this be gener
ally true, it was in this particular instance.
A mile was not gone ever when the rain
plashed through the wagon. Mr Armstrong
feared for the Indy, and she in turn feared for
him—he would really be quite drenched; her
shawl was Ample enough for belit.• Of court.°
the young man would not deprive her of the
protection she had; his fears were all for her,
not for himself; he , had been used to hard
ship and exposure, and she was so delicate, so
frail.
They wore not rain-drops that wet Louisa's
cheeks, as she unpinned the shawl. She could
not tell why, but the young man's words had
affected her, and for the remaining distance
the warm wrapper served admirably for both.
I can't tell all they said, for J. don't know.
I wish I did, believing it would intevat ue, as
it always does, to read the human heart, but
I do know the drive seemed.very short to both,
notwithstanding the . ugly night; and that
Louisa declared, when Mr Armstrong 'eet-her
down at home, that she was just as nice and
dry as if she had been all the time by the
hearthsido. She would not suffer, she knew;;
anal Mr Armstrong would find her tho gayest ;
of all on 4 the following evening, ..
hope se„" ho replied, " had feared you
would not boner our little merry-making, but
if I . might venture to urge anything in keeping
with my wish that you should come,• I would
say ourbumble AO homely pleasures might
at least amuse
" True honest manhood end tromanhooed,'
replied Louisa withAlignity,' "aro the best:and
noblest gifts God: gives us; and I - hope I have
at least enough of the one 'to 'recognize the'
other, though it be.beneath a roof a little liivv
er than mine,M •
For the first time in his lifo•tho yorng man.
had spoken depreciatinily of his station and'
its pleasures; and for'altuosL tho first time In
her life, Louisa had littered a sentiluent wor
thy 'of hor
The morning loaked'unproniising, , but abettt
noon the aloud. broke al . ), and at ono a'alboli
the'sun eltonebright and clear.' "
'We deadline' made borielf Merry, when she
Sari her daughte'r seviidg the 611514 apron
but her'eidimEde of the Arinstionge was mod!- 1
fled somewhat When she !darned thedhlre dmilt=
son bad spoken well of them; and at last she
deinituded that' - girie
. wiild be girls', Mur if
Lotilsa had.. reileiterrkeleg to the "elhae: ' .
cutting;" irbY khewO u ld'allOW her to go.
'Active ifopirlitione had Veer;:gotrig torvrarcl
itiri . Araistronea'all day. Biases,. Who wile'
• key; had hooli . 'uhusuolly,.
seiWe'. tit 611IY* had. sung "iVhoft
eau rentiktltle clear," in a key louder thin
common, and the mother seemed quite . reju—
venated; as she beat eggs end rolled sugar and .
speeded spieeiakd plurni. , Only . Warren
tieei Weill, 'seeming Soiritely soherly'
§e111; whB ires
him repeatedly; bat thciugh Isaritild• itottiltik
VOLUME LIV. NO.. 6
was the matter, ond he was sure he didn't see.
what they found about him to laugh at, it was
evident his thoughts were not on Ma' work, as
ho brought in basket after basket of fine ap
ples, and arranged the boards on which the
apples were to dry.
Shortly after sunset all was in readiness.—
Moses'in hie new boots, and Wearing a broad
linen shirt collar—the first one he ever had--
stood at the little white curtained window,
watching down the lane for the first arrivals.
Sally, wearing a pink dress and white apron,
was trying the effects of some red brier buds
in her hair; and the mother, in her plain black
gown sat in the big rocking' chair, with a fan
of turkey feathers in her lap, placidly con
templating the appearance and prospects of
things in general. As for Warren, he was yet
lingering about the fields, half wishing the
"apple cutting had never been thought of.
0, Sally 1 there ie ono coming—a lady,
somebody I don't know," called out Moses from
hie station at the window.
"Well, well, child, come and Bit down," said
the mother; but Sally ran to see, and in a
moment reported in a whisper that shabeliev
ed in her heart it Was Miss Goodhue, for she
wore a black veil and white dress and black
apron.
A minute more, the old gaterireaked, a light
step sounded on the blue stories at the door;
and Miss Goodhue was oome.
She advanced at once to Mrs Aimetrong,
and. extending her 'little white hand, said she
had taken the liberty of coming early, that she
might learn to feel at home by the time the
others should arrive.
Truth is, she had come this early in order
to make excuses, and return home beforo dark,
if on taking an observation, she should feel Bo
inclined.
" How kind of you, darling," said Mrs:
Armstrong, in her sweet motherly-way; and
seating her in the rocking chair, she untied
her veil, offered her big fan, and_ in various
ways strove so cordially to entertain her, that
'she quite forgot her intention of'making excu
ses and returning home. Moses brought her
a bright red apple, and Sally show‘ed her the
garden, thoiigh there was nothing in it to see,
Bile said—and sure enough there were but a
few faded hollyhooke and marigolds ; but the
kindly spirit was the same as if there had been•
ever so many flowers ; and, recognizing this,
Louisa's heart softened more and more, till be
fore an hour bag gone, she laid aside all re
straint and ffaectation, and oven entvied Sally
in merry laughter and talk. Everything was
so new and so strange, and made so welcome
and.sa'at home, she ran about the Iroise like
a pleased child. - An humble dwelling it was,
Consisting of but three rooms—all perfectly
neat and clean, and even displaying some little
attempt at taste and ornament. The low ceil
ings and rough walls were whitewashed ; the
window curtains wore snowy white, and plain
home-made carpet covered the floor of the beet
room; and maple boughs, now crimson and
yellow, filled the fire place. But that which
.mado the room chiefly attractive, on the night
- I•speak of, wail the -, table. ---- Ifow' pretty the
pink china (which Mrs Armstrong had had
ever since she .was married) showed in the
candle-light.
There were cups of flowers, and there was
Mrs Jackson's beautiful cake, with many ex
cellent confections of Mrs Armstrong's own
making. In the kitchen, the tea-kettle ,was
already steaming, the.chickens were rousting,
and the cream biscuit were moulded and ready
to bake.
At eight o'clock the guests were assembled
—eight or ten in all—young men and omen
neighbors and friends.
With right good will they eet to work, and
very fast, despite the mirth and jesting, the
streaked, and red, and golden apples, were
pealed and sliced ready for drying.
It happened to Loulea and Warren to sit .
together, and it also happened they spoke so
low the rest of the" company were not much r
edified by what they said.
At halfpast nine )carne Parson Long. The
work was so nearly done, it was not thought
'worth while for him to join in it; and's°, sea
ted in the best chair, and' slowly waving the
turkey-feather fan before- hie face, he -looked
Iraciously on the volatile people before him.
At supper it chance) that he and Sally were
seated together, and whether it was the red
buds in her hair, and the pink dress, or that
he learned the cream biscuit, and- the crisp
pickles, and the plumb preserves, were all of
her making, I know not, but certainly he Man
ifested a new and surprising interest in her;'
and Louisa, so far from feeling any pique, up,
,peered delighted with his preference—that is,
whenever she sufficiently disengaged her at
tention from Warren Armstrong to notice him
•
at all.
But I cannot linger over that .good supper,
which Louisa said was the beet that ever was
prepared; Err over the merry-Making after.'
ward, which lasted till twelve o'clock; nor can
fdescribe the pleaaant walks homeward, which,
in separate pairs, the young people enjoyed.:--,
Warren and Louisa moit'ot all.
In a day or , two that younglady tied on her
! black apron again; .and went over to Mrs.
Ariestreng'i to learn -how to make the cream,
biseitif:, and at twilight; Wartin Walked with
her down the lane to her own borne—and that
wne the beginning of many such visits and -
many such walks.
Before the applies were half dry, Penton
Long paid a,pastorly, vita to Mrs Armstrong's.
Ile had been intending .to, do so for along,
time, he said, ihrt there, were always many.
things tOi,coMe between him and his wishes
,;.
stialehortly after this ,Sail, stopped at Mrs.
°Dearth's gate, one SUnday morning; to !speak
to Louisa. She wee going to' teach in the Sun-.
day school—she thought the oughtto do some ,
good:as oho, went along, :.But Mies Goodhue
did not join her;
s tibeiwent to church in the
morning, and in the afteruopn she liked to
walk in the 'fields• end woods, and, worship
through_ nature. Need' I say. Mr Armstrong'
accompanied bor . in thou walks..
ga believe, the courlie of true love. stan.V
tineetrdeeerun smooth,: thepoet's.deolartien to.
the contrary, notivithstending.
,belleve
there are kindredrspirite, end :happy , . home,:
few owt.thrhetween,,thoughitheybe.,.. ::.7,,,,
BIM QraYrer!TpCatsa You tee , 'tree,
(Conclusion on rostra 27004