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o'clock I'. M.
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Services commenco at 11 o'clock, A. M., and 7 o'clock
I'. Xt.
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of Centre Square. Rev. J C Clem Rector. Services
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Roy Paster. Servers every other Sub
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Redford streets. lire C. Pritae, Pastor. Sun Ices at
11 o'clock I'. if.
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SOCIETIES
Cumberland Stet Lodge No, 127, 1. Y. M. meets at
Marlon Hall on the 2ud and dth Tuesdays of every
month.
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day of each month, at Marlon Hall.
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The Union Fire Company was organized in 1780.
House in Loather. between Mend Hanover.
The Cumberland Fire Company was Ipstitutild Feb.
18,.1.800. House In iladlord, between Main and.Pom
fret. w
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March, 1855. House in Pomfret, ne.ar Hanover.
The itmpire Hook and Ladder Company was instltu
tad in 1850. House in Pitt, near Main.
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Which of us sinned? Was it you that yielded,
Or I that tempted, or both that fell?
Alas! theiregret Is with each as well,
But you are abhorred and I am shielded.
Folks look down upon you with scorning:
The bonnets and beavers nod to me:
Last night wo were friendly as we could be—
But 1 do not know you at all this morning.
Did you blush as I coldly cut you today,
Having sued and eortened so close before?
I have used and need you, my sweet, no more ;
For I have my purpose, and you your way.
It pained you last night Whoa I spoke of gold,
And you hid your tears on my breast, I think—
While I gayly jested, and bade you drink ;
You will love It, my sprightly ono, ore you be oidt
You are pretty, indoed, and may marry you know!
There's a fellow—a shoemaker—did you not state?
Who used at the shop-door of nights to wait,
And follow you looms with his cheeks aglow.
I think ho loved you, If such folks can ;
But you saw my gold seals as I anti led and spoke,
Did you say that the clown's soft heart was broke,
['shave! I did nothing to grieve the man.
Only the bluo eyes khood by your curl,
Only the little feet 'older your gown,
Only the full arms bare and brown—
I saw as I "I must know,that girl!"
Did you dream of weddings with children fraught?
All! not all the little ones know their sires,
Did you road in my face the wild desires,
Though yours word as pure as a baby's thought?
gave you presents—trifles and rings—
And your fingers trembled the gold beneath
I praised your rich, color and beautiful teeth
wimps you believed the ridiculous things!
I awoke the women within the child—
How you lay in my arms with your lips ivtlame,
Never dreaming such passion hid in sham°,
Though your bosom was high with its 'leavings wild!
I whispered the mysteries dimly known—
Your fore lay burning on mine the while,
And spoke of Ila'does In far-off isle,
And of !warts that boat for each other alone.
They boiled your blood till the springs were dry,
They brought you delirious dreams by eight ;
And your father's hearth, in old days so bright,
Grew cold and mean in your scornful eye.
Men w , re not the beings they used to seem,
Nor purity pleasure, nor love a tint'',
Nor labor honor, nor glory youth,
Nor sin the terror that young ho •rts deem.
You have not fbrgaton—O! If you might—
The walk In thu wind when thu loaves blew by,
And a few pale starlets pooped from thesky,
And the shop windows glared with a grinning 11,;ht
You worn walking with um to your grabs lily dear
Andthe door that shut was your coffin-lid;
And wilco in thu lazar-place au hid,
The carved couch was your shroud and Mar I
Never again In the sunlight sweet
Shall the old, old peace to your blue rye mule
Nor in the emn eve leg's wilderit g hum
Your steps Hug as musical down the street.
But what of it, all! I know that you wept
And ,poke of your ur.ther with bitterne.;
And sadthat yi•u feared that night to press
Your brother's cheek ere he fondly slept.
Pleb! Somebody else would as much hove dons,
And smiled :it the triumph, as I at mine;
When I tell It so gleefully, over my wine ;
And the boys say, In short, it was wonderful fun!
M., Professor of the
I wish that thwdeured thing would not recall,
When ! sit et In doi ilwt health, my tied ;
And fancy I henrA tight footstep tread
Down the etl lly floor of my lonesome hall!
Your fare, very pale, and spectral, flits
Down the abdes of my fancy, and smiething glides
On the lofty hopes of nip even-tides:
I must drink some pain sherry to mend my wits.
Zoom's! You trouble me still; Eureka, hore's gold;
And tho Tieusury note will buy ribbons and dross,
I mutt write you a letter of fouderooss,
That will settle the matter for nest and old I
How over that girl's face around me roams]
My knees are trembling, my voice Is thick;
flow blue climbs the flamo on tho candiowick
God pity us both to our haunted homes]
"My dea'r fellow," said I, passing my
arm through my friend's, as we left Lady
I,—'s ball together, " I don't like your
dancing so much with that girl in blue."
" That cerulean angel, you mean," said
Jack ; "but the fact is, you are jealous."
"It is not much use for a man who
starts for India to morrow to be jealous
of any one he leaves behind, more especi-.
ally if he has to make his fortune before
he can keep a wife. But there is
,no possi
ble reason why you. should not - marry,
with that Black moor property of yours;
and give 'hostages to fortune,' as saith
my Lord Bacon; only I hope you will not
choose that little girl in blue."
" Well, Tracy, here we aro at the cham
bers; you shall give your reasons why a
man should not marry a lady dressed in
blue, over a pipe. So long as she doesn't
weir blue stockings to match, I can't see
anything to object to in it."
Oh, the bliss of an evening pipe with
the friend of your heart ! We found a
snug fire burning, swept away some books
and papers to the sofa, settled our tum
blers at our elbows, and ourselves in roomy
slippers and easy chairs, and were soon
in a silent cloud protected Olympus.
"Now," said my friend, (having doubtless
emerged from a dreamland tenanted by
an houri in blue tarletan) "what makes
you abUse my partner of tonight! I sup
pose, you had no business to engross her
for several dances, you will say ; but her
style of dancing suits ; and when .a
garcon means nothing serious, Women don't
mind -beige booked for. several waltzes.
If am not an eldest - son; you know, and
Mountehapel did not show in the horizon
all the evening " •
" I did ; not mean that," I replied; "you
can settle all that with her chaperone."
"Didn't You like her blue gauze, then!"
he wont on. Think l of the blue vapors
thatileitered-fslowly-clrawniround - MOunt
Ida; man and what goddesses were conceal-.
ed behind them." '
JOHN OREASON, '
Oro son, °odd), Co
. " aweet ore,aturcs in blue aro much the
sanieito me as sweet things in pink, Jack:
The only blue things I dislike are bine
"And', devils," added , he. "Is: it ,her
14ae yen :carp at, or belc figure !or . her oyes
or: that l" ' ' ' ; ' •
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"Now you have it I can't stand her
eyes."
" Not stand her eyes !" be exclaimed
in astonishment, puffing out volumes of
smoke. " I don't much wonder at that, for
I am sure I cannot. But they are heaven's
own blue, and in their depths—" and
then he clasped his hands and went into
a silent ecstasy, as is the wont of lovers.
" Well," said I, " you need not fancy
me the green-eyed monster, for I am quite
indifferent to their color; but, seriously,
I don't like their flash."
"It does look a man through," replied
the smitten Jack.
"I don't suppose you are -.very hard
hit yet, or it would be, no use my telling
you—she has madness in her."
"Good heavens ! how can you tell!
Did you ever see" her before! Do you
know anything of her family !"
" Not I; I never met her before to
night; but it is. little use a man going
out to India, the land of madness, 'until
he has studied mental disease, and the
eye is the surest criterion of it. I would•
not see a friend of mine marry that girl
for a groat deal."
" My dear Tracy, you are far too solemn
about it; who is going to marry her, in
the first place ? and in the next, I am not
such a blind believer in science as to think
the eye the scat of leaser', nor yet so
incredulous as to deem all you tell me
in 'my eye.'"
" It is really no laughing matter," I
replied.
" The eye is the mirror of the soul, if
you can only read it rightly. lam confi
dent that the wild, excited flash I noticed
frequently in those deep violet eyes of
that girl (themselves the i'ery color that
bespeak immense imagination and enthu•
siasm) forbodes no good hereafter. Excite
her, and you would raise a storm in a
moment. I have seen a woman of her
temperament before now, in the hospital,
make her teeth meet in the board at the
head of her bed. Give her a continuance
of excitement, and cunning will lead its
wiles to mania. Thence arises the direst
form of mental aberration—the calmness
of marble externally, the passions of a
fury working within. Such a woman must
be ri_orously confined, or she 'will work
a demon's masterpiece."
" There, Tracy, enough !" he said, and
wo gladly changed the topic, for I had
spoken my mind, and was willing enough
to leave such a subject, more e, , pecially
when I remembered that it was our last
night.
After a good deal of chat, and in a
very thick atmosphere of smoke, I wished
him farewell deep in the small hours, as
an Englishman does, without any display
of feeling, though we know it would be
at least a ten year's parting. "Good-by,
old boy," I said ; " send me a lino now
and then, and tell me when your wings
are clipped."
" Good-by my dear Tracy; be quick
and kill off all the Nabobs. One last word
of advice—be sure you don't marry a
Begun] in blue!"
Next morning the good ship "Glen
dower" bore me slowly to my adopted
country. For fourteen years I ministered
to enlarged livers, and mingled in the gai
ety of Indian life at a pleasant station. Hav
ing left few friends behind me, I seldom
heard much domestic intelligence from
the old country. You ought to have at
least three sisters if you go to India; no
letters are so amusing, after all, as theirs.
One mail came wedding cards indeed from
the Hon. John Francis Arden, my old
friend Jack and Mrs. J. F. Arden, nee
Julia Harrington. I wrote and congra
tulated him duly. Then the mutiny burst
like a meteor on the country; I was be
sieged in a compound at It with a
handful of Europeans. The Sepoys bat
tered at us from an intrenchment hastily
thrown up.. We sallied out and stormed
it; I saw a tall mutineer in front, as I, leapt
through their rude embrasure, and 'made
at him with my regulation blade. It
shivered on his wooden 'shield; he raised
his tulwar, and next moment I should
hai/0 been cut'down, but ere tho blow fell
my supporters had planted a sheaf of
bayonets in his breast. I rushed on, but
a ball laid me low, and when I recovered
consciousness I found the day our own,
our compound relieved, and
~ myself or
dered off to England next mail, as the
only chance for myjife.
It wet a dull, foggy November evening
when I reached London. To a man who
has long been expatriated no solitude is
greater than Bond street; it was . with'the
greatest joy therefore that I fell in with
Arden two or three days after my arrival.
He wa's now in
.Parliamont, and a very
glutton of statistics. It was soon iottled
that after I had finished my business in
town I should visit him at. Blaolcionoor:
A. few, days afterwards I was whirled ,
along the South Western .to Devonshire.
Woking with its melancholy gravestones,
looking, like so many white garden pegs
stuck - in . a - parterre'as yoU hurry-pasttwas --
left bnliin4;, the 'vast Meet Pond waS
Oressed;'Soon we weroin the dreary coun
try .of TOmpleopruhU and lqilhorne . Port.
Who on earth lives there, that trains
ghopld require, to stop in, that wildernees 1
..ibhey . ;, -
another,nitp, and awoke td tindimiSelf
flying through the eider crohards ,and
alleye'io
N und Doniton. The. itlabitinent
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carriage soon brought me to the Hall, and
I descended light and refreshed, like,
Hermes himself, to the dining-room. -
It was not a large party, and I had a
particularly silent partner, who was far
more attentive to the entremets than to
your humble servant, so I had leisure to
contemplate Mrs. Arden. She was a very
pretty blonde, rosy-checked, bright-eyed,
and smiling at every word she nt' ered.
Jack was always a goodhumorod fellow,
I reflected; here for once you see the hus
band mirrored in the wife; who could
ever be snappish to that woman, who looks
the incarnation of cheerfulness?
We adjourned to the drawing-room.
Some one sang "Di tanti pac"iti." I was
leisurely chatting to Mrs. Arden, and
thinking what a lucky fellow Jack was
to marry such a pretty and sensible woman,
when the final cadence seemed to touch a
long silent chord within me. Joining the
group thund the piano, I found Miss Van
deleur at the instrument.
Kate was an old flame, and we were epee
dily on the beet of terms. She was stop
ping with the Awdrys, she told me, at
Kilton Park. Awdry himself soon came
up, and seeing how matters stood, asked
me over to look up the pheasants for a
few days.
Jack had evidently forgotten all about
our conversation on madness before I left
home so tnany'years ago, and I could not
quite ask him whether ho married the
obnoxious lady I had inveighed against
that evening. Neither could I satisfy my
self whether Mrs. Arden were that lady.
Every now and then I fancied a shade
came over her usual serenity. It might
be an index of the terrible power slum
bering within, I thought prosaically, it
might be indigestion.
The Ardens drove me over to Kilton,
and I was soon head over oars in love
with Kate Vandeleur. I am not going
to inflict upon you our love-making; suffice
it to say that in a week Kate and I were
engaged.
I had not paid much attention to the
pheasants, aud, beyond fancying Mrs.
Awdry rathei ti shrew, had found no leis
ure for aught but the attentions a man
must show a pretty girl in a country home,
particularly when he is engaged to her.
One evening in December, in the pleasant
glow of the large drawing-room, Kate and
I were chatting at the piano, oblivious of
else than ourselves, when she suddenly
leekefLup and. saw Mrs. Awdry ler.ve,. her
work-table and walk to the west window.
Kate jumped up and ran to her.
"My dear Mrs. Awdry! six-fifty, and
we have not gone up-stairs even! What
will your husband say?"
"Never mind, Miss Vandeleur; come
here."
The two stood together in the embrasure
of the window, and I could not help ad
miring them from my snug scat at the fire.
They were about the same stature, but
how different in face! The faint lamp
burning in the window amongst the cam
elias and cytisus flung its pale glow upon
their countenances, and while Mrs. Awdry
was solemn and awestruck, with her flaxen
hair gathered into a simple mass behind,
Kato was laughing furtively, and wreath
ed in smiles for my benefit, and her dark
hair and eyebrows stood out Ito strong relief
against the mellow amber light.
"Do you see those gloomy clouds away
in the west, Miss Vandeleur?"
"To be sure, Miss Awdry; bet how
dark and chilly they arc. Shall I light
your candle ?" ,
"Stop here, child," said Mrs. Awdry,
seizing Kate's arm earnestly, " do you
believe in omens ?" and then she pointed
to the dark background, while Kate, now
somewhat awestruck too, followed her
glance.
A light radiance seemed floating in the
west. Soon a bright point appeared strug
gling on through the sky, a moment more
and the full moon burst outin all its splen
dor, and what seemed clouds proved, to
be mountains, down which a fi,od of soft
light poured, showing us a fair prospect
of valley and hill, through which every
now and dm a roof glinted, or a torrent
flashed down the precipice like a stream of
silver. Then a cloud veil drifted over
the moon, and all again beeame obscure.
"How very beautiful!" exolamed Kate,
and we were all silent for a moment. •.
oinethiugseetued to have excited Mrs.
Awdry strongly, for she still held Kate
and pointed to the west.
" Well, I will light candles," said that
young lady, and having done so joined
me at the fireside.
A few minutes more and the gong at
,the top of the stairs roared its summons
to dinner. Uow I hate gongs! They aro
detestable at dinner-tin e, but who shall
describe their horror in the morning?
You / aro in the calmest of dreams; a- mo
ment more and the - PrinOess of 'Came :
ralsarnan would lay Jusr., hand in yours,
when "walk!, oohl cob!" out rings that
frightful • tocsin, and you leap up most vat=
Tautly` and snatch at what should be- r a
et . 11 - Crd - trifiiid - tii_Uiiii - have been tricked,
and that, now'you 'are . once out of hed, it
is no•use getting in again. My malison
on the whole - race of gongs! from the little
ones you. see advertised to "alarm burg
lars,":/ t 0.,, .those fallbloyn.menstOsitiee
Dinner , passed •in a mood less merry
than ,neural. Mrs: Awdry seamed vary
distraitc. Aydry himself, / = a man of rathei
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obtuse perceptions, conversed with Mrs.
Arden on magistrates, business and short
horns: Making every allowance for her
weariness of these topics, I, who was listen
ing to Jack, could see that his wife was
ill at ease about something else. Mrs.
Awdry had some whim about leaving ono
of the dining-room windows with the blind
up and no shutters drawn. It was just
behiild me and opposite Mrs. Arden. I
glanced round and saw the moon "riding
apparent queen" amongst the stars. Then
I looked at Jack's wife. Her eyes wan
dered restlessly to the window, and then
to Mrs. Awdry, but she said nothing.
When tho womenkind retired at. the
close of tho evening, Jack, and our enter
tainer withdrew to the gun-room, situat
ed at the other end of the house, for a cigar.
I felt unaccountably sleepy, and sought
my room.
After winding my watch and kicking
off my shoes, something drew me to the
window. r raised the blind and swept
back the curtains. It was.very clear and
star-lit.. Just below a gravel-walk, shin:
ing between two dark lawns, led off to the
shrubberies. An ominous scud flew every
now and then over the moon. "A nice
night for the poachers," I thought, when
suddenly a woman flitted on the walk be
fore me.
Was it a woman, or could I be dream
ing? No one, certainly no woman, had
any business in the shrubbery, I reflected,
this bitter frosty night. Yet there the
tall slight figure, with some dusky cape
on, was passing quickly before. Soon the
gate of the shrubbery was opened and
silently shut, and, whoever she was, the
figure disappearedamong the laurels.
I was on the point of dropping the blind,
and thinking it a lady's maid going to
meet the young keeper for a few minutes'
chat, when another female figure, tall as
the other, and also loosely wrapped in a
gray shawl, came out from the house to
the path.
She was evidently undecided what to
do, as she paused and listened; that instant.
(he moon came brightly out from a cloud,
and I saw it Sias Miss Vandeleur's face,
ut pale and terror-stricken.
In a moment an awful fancy seized ino.
The ino - ori . B power had drawn - out Jack's
wife, and Kate had followed but lost sight
of her. Mrs. Arden might do herself no
harm beyond catching a cold, or she might
destroy herself; but what of Kate? What
if slip were perceived by Mrs. Arden, and
thel...tteil, in her frency, were to turn
upon her? The idea was too awful. I
hastily flung on my cloak, rushed down
stairs, and in the hall met Mrs. Arden,
calm and bright as ever.
She was habited just as when she left
the drawing room, and carried a candle
and a book.
“Mr. Tracy! what is amiss ? You
might have seen a ghost !” she said.
"1-1.--1 fancied I—Excuse my agita
tion? Where is Miss Vandeleur ?"
"Kate! In her rootu, to be surc !"
"Well, but 1 thought I saw her just
now on the lawn. By-the-bye," added j,
as a thought struck me, "where is Mrs.
Awdry ?"
"I have just been down to fetch her
the second volume of 'Stolen Secrets.'
But what is amiss with you ? what has
happened ?"
"Will you oblige me by taking up the
book to Mrs. Awdry, and then saying
Good-night to mo from the upper land
ing? I will tell you my dreams in the
morning," I added lightly.
"After a gob(' night's sleep, I hope,"
said she, and passed up stairs. I paced
impatiently up and down the hall till steps
were heard above, and Mrs. Awdry said
softly, "My good Mr. Tracy, don't terrify
us poor women to death, but go and join
the men in the smoking-room, or else ring
for Hastings to bring you hot water, and
have a sedative before you go up-stairs
Good-night !" Mrs. Arden also said Good
night, and before I could rejoin they had
both retired. Was it a dream of mine, or
bud I seen people outside Miss Vande
leur I could not he mistaken in; at.. all
events I would look out at 'the night I
opened the door and passed on to the
lawn. There was a touch of frost in the
air; and all was silent except the monot
onous fall of water over a distant wheel.
Rapidly passing into the shrubbery whore
I had seen the figures disappear, I look
ed up and down the long walks, but be
yond the bare leafless arms of trees and
many a dark shadow, chequering the
mooulit ground, I saw nothing: Brush
ing through the laurels, I vaulted the
paling and found myself in the park. row
scenes are more lovely than an English
park in the moonlight—the dark clumps
of- trees and ruminating 'cattle, and sil
very grass shrouded by mists here - and
there, are always engaging; but I had no
tine for an - artistio"glande just then I
was looking for a moving figure. Ha I,
there was"eomathingon thatriee, but now
it bed tiiitiklearedl-I- - ran till:he hillock,.
- dashed through the miste and•driwn into
the glade in time to hear a snort or tWO,
arida fittelind joined o troop, of ten or a
dozen others, - and all trOtted.off,into - ! the,
darkness: With a lough kr,ctitioOkiny
steps, And thinking all meat have been, a
delusion' whi6h, aillslre._.&Warybad sag,
brandy and water, I resolved to' punish
gasfings, for,my nooturnal.rambley
,and,
returned to ring him
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Soon I perceived I had missed my way,
and as each turn I took round the gnarled
hawthorns only led me up one hill and
down another glade shrouded in the same
blue mist till all looked identical, I began
to think my adventures were not yet over.
I had Dever been in this part of the park
before, and, though I approached a large
fir wood at the sidep did not like vcntur
ingintd it ; better be lost in an open park,
I reflected, than plunge about in a dark
wood, and perhaps fall into an old quarry.
So I passed down the edge of it to an
open ride. I had entered this, when to
my amazement the same figure I had seen
from the window crossed it at right angles
some way in front. A moment more and
the second figure followed. I dashed up
the ride and gazed down the cross-path ;
it led into a thick haze that cut off all
further investigation of tho mysterious
wanderers, add they were not in sight.
I listened and heard no footfalls.
"They aro all in the park," I thought;
"I will secure them at once, or at all e
vents see the denouement of all this."
Turning my head, however, I saw the
house at the other end of the park, and a
light in a small window that I conjectured
must be the pantry. To reach this win
dow and tap at it took me pot a moment's
time. I heard some one give a violent
start, and then the valiant Hastings call
ed out (to some imaginary ally, for no
other man slept indoors,) "Thieves ! mer
cy on us! thieves ! hero, John, bring my
blunderbuss, and take you the big carver!"
"Hold your stupid noise, Hastings," I.
said, "and come out quickly without say
ing a word to any one; you will find the
front door open. I wantyou for a guide "
After a minute or two he appeared on
the lawn with a dark lantern (that he had
forgotten to light) and a sword, as if to
attack poachers.
"Drop those," I said, "and come on at
once. Two of the ladies arc in the park,
and I fear the worst." We hurried on in
silence down the ride and through the
haze to a height overlooking the park,
whore we paused a moment. Hastings
was pulling like a grampus over what
might be a tablecloth he wore as a necktie.
He evidently thought we light-headed,
and began to wish he had kept his sword.
I descended the long dip with intense
eagerness. It led down to the Exe, and
like a clear white ribbon the river wound
round this side of the domain. I saw no
signs of the ladies, and once mere began
to doubt my own sanity. Turning to my
guide I said:
"Well, Hastings, did you hear any one
moving in the house befi.ire I knocked at
the'window ?"
" I did, sir ; the gentlemen arc still
in the gun-room ; but I heard some lady
pass iny door, and fancied I heard the
drawing-room window open. But 1
bad a tiood deal to do to the plate; and
it doesn't do, you know sir," he added
rneaningly, " to take any notice of one's
flincies."
I. was going to blow him up for his
cowardice, when I saw one of my phan
toms passing quickly to the water-side,
and the other ibllowing.
" Stay, Hastings, not a word ! Look
there !"
It is my lady and Miss Vendelcur,
I think sir," he said.
We were somewhat hidden, and stood
rooted to the ground in utter amazement.
The first figure turned at the river's
edge, and seeing Miss Vandeleur follow
ing, waited for her; wo could see them
parleying as it seemed, and then they
walked along the side to a clump of' low
willows. The moon was out brightly at
this time, so I could see distinctly what
occurred. The first figure stepped into
a boat under the trees; the other de
layed.
" Good heavens, sir !" cried the*but
ler, " run ! There are no oars in her,
and the lusher is only a hundred yards
off below the willows !"
I was off like a shot long before he
had ended, and sped to the boat, but not
in time to prevent both ladies getting in
and pushing off into the streiin q They
saw me, and Mrs. Awdry, flinging the
boat-hook into the water, stood up in the
stern, while poor Kate cowered on the
benches.
" Save mo, Mr. Tracy," she cried,
" oh save us !"
"All right, my darling," Z called;
" look out !"' and was instantly in the
water up to my knees, when, horror of
horrors ! Mrs. Awdry raised a knife that
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gleamed in the moonlight responsive to
her own wild-eyes, and said coldly, stern
ly, and impassively, as she held it over
Kate :
" Como a foot , nearer us and I strike !
We are going to have a new sensation
to-night I"
•I stood in utter despair, not daring.to
theve , and' the heat' i ‘yhtro.s
ily swung,off into..doeperwater past: me,
.ivhkle'AtrS.',.:Avujt.y . l3,tock4 W h ite,
with: er hair loose, and" .th'e gleaming
knife' over head, like Sortie: fury' bearing
oft poor Kate to destruction. She. was
tailtig mad, I saw, and, awful as the sit.-
uation,was, I felt inStinetive)y it waS . ,best
•to keep quiet. •
moment," I Milled, 4 , and . ' help
hand I" f.
.
-Akvdry did not seem to heed
TERMS:--$2,00 in Advance, or $2,60 within the year.
but raised a wild snatch of Italian Dalce
Vendetta ! and glared now at the moon
above, now at poor trembling Miss Van
deleur below. As the boat moved into
the centre of the river I ventured to
emerge and run along the bunk, keeping
a vigilent watch on Mrs. Awdry's move
ments. Soon the boat ceased to whirl
round, and shot steadily on, and I heard
the increasing rush and roar of what had
seemed from the lawn like a water-wheel,
but was in reality a lusher, or a back
water, where the Exe, swollen with the
late floods of autumn, plunged madly
over a stone weir into a sullen pool be
yond. The danger thickened momenta
rily, and I dared not yet dash in ! Still
the knife was glittering in Mrs. Awdry's
I made up my mind to wait a few sec- I
onds More, and then leap in at all risks;
even then I might only hope to tow the
boat nearer thg shore before it took the
dread plunge, and it was certain the
knife would fall on pCor Kate. I turned
instinctiliely to look for help, and a large
stone was flung over my head, and fell
with a heavy splash beside the
Mrs. Awdry started, and the knife drop
ped into the stream.
" Well clone, Hastings !" I cried, as
that functionary came pacing up. "Run
to the top of the lasher and be ready to
help."
" Now, then, Kate darling ! I will save
you yet!"
As I plunged in I saw Mrs. Awdry
cower down beside Kate, but the sudden
cold and the rushing of the water in my
ears gave me no more time than to rise
half bewildered to the surface and strike
out wildly to be boat. Swiftly, swiftly
was I drawn on to it; the yawning lash
er wa; lot( (en yards further on and I
saw the white, leaping waters dance like
~3 0 many fiemls in the moonlight. A
stroke more and I had my arms on the
boat's side. calling loudly over the hiss
and swirl below rue. Alas ! Kate had
fainted, and ere I could turn the boat,
we were swept over, I sprang forward
and clutched Kate's dress, and then was
struck violently on the head by a post,
and whirled round, blinded and suffbea
ted, and contused against the stones, and
finally, after what seemed an age instead
of an instant, lost my senses.
When I came to myself I was lying on
my back on t-ho grass with my hand still
firmly grasping Miss Vandcleur's dress
Ilastings and Jack were holding me, and
the latter was dripping.
'• Thanks, Jack," I feebly murmured,
and turned to look at Kate.
"No grip like a drowning man's,"
said Jack.
" But what on earth does all this
mean ?" The wan figure beside me was
raised as I loosened my hold, and Ilas
tings sped off for assistance. n Good
Heavens !" said I, " it's Mrs. Awdry !"
In my hurry and confused state of mind
1 had seized Mrs. Awdry and saved her
instead of Kate ! " Oh, Jack, Jack !"
I said piteous/y, " where is Kate ? Lift
me up, let me .go in again ! Save her,
and never mind me !" Ile held me in
a vice, and said :
Fait don't go in again, I can tell
you. But what in the world brought
MissNendeleur here too :"' And in be
plunged once more into the seething:
pool, dark as ink under the high pol
lards.
I jumped up, and in an agony was
crawling to the edge, when what seemed
an otter drawing out a salmon on the
other side resolved itself into Awdry,
whose cherry voice soon rang out
Here she is, breathing yet, Tracy !
Come over the bridge just below, and I
will cross to my wife." Out came Jack
again, dripping like a Newfoundland,
and speedily led me over the bridge,
where we found Miss Vandeleur sense
less on the bank.
But then came a crowd of domestics,
and doctors, and hot-water bottles, and
the two ladies were carried off to a neigh
boring cottage. '
In an hour poor Kate slowly revived,
but Mrs. Awdry never breathed again.
It was supposed that she had been struck
against -the stones. As for Mrs. Arden,
she knew nothing of what had occurred
until the next morning. Mrs. A.wdry
had cleverly disarmed ..her fear's., and
sent her to bed. When Kate could con
verse on that dreadful night, she in
formed us that she lost sight of Mrs. ,
4wdry in the park for some time;anti . ..it
was plain tßat lady led rettirned • to lull
all suspicious, .(during which, time she
had said good=night to me in the hall,)
and then descended- to tho park, where
Kate; - onoe--rnore seeing her, pursued '
her and'the sequel has been told. Such,
is-the eunniag•of madness, and with such
terrible- frenzy does. it sometimes blaze
out, after many years' quiet, at the sight
of something or eomebodY that revives
old t associations. I need not ottylhat
Mr. Awdry had niarried' th,e
. yOung, faddy;
dressed in blue, whose eyes hadtotd their
tale so readily on Ant 1(1)2g-distant, even
ing of the ball at I 4 e.dy ; and
perthape it is still less needful to add,
that six moriths'after the tragedy of that'
eventful night,etKilteu-.Park, - 111 Yen=
ifelear- gave-me - the- offie e -,ministering
to. her ,sadly-shaketh nerves ,14 a- xciuolt
dearer tie. than' that of your humble
: servant, • '
Last year I trial, thine Heidi with DI;
Anyfthat'a the simple recap why'
They now look arid: -
Then DI was fake anP
Vatelr It unite on sue,..tbrhbio+,
Dre•far luni marrlodl
In bliss we reasd, / soorb'd the cone -
Which says that tho' young Loy, is a//041/,
The Yates are stronger :
Then breezes blew a boon to men—
Then buttercups were bright—and then
This grass has longer.
NO, 11.
That day I saw, and much esteeit'd
Di's ankles—which the clover seam'Cl
Inclined to smother:
It twitch'd—and noon untied (for Nu)
The ribbons of her 'Ames; fist one,
And then the other.
!Tic said that virgins augur some
Misfortune, if their shoestrings com•
To grief on Friday:
And so did Dl—and so her pride
Decreed that shoestrings so untied
Are co" untidy I"
Or course I knelt, with fingers deft
I tied the right, and then the left;
Says Dl—"This stubble
In very stupid, as I live,
I'm shocked, I'm quite ashamed to give
You so much trouble."
For antiwar I was fain to sink
To what most swains would say mud think,
Were Beauty preaunt ;
" Don't mention ouch a simple act,
A trouble? not the least. In fact
Ito rather ploaaant."
I trust that love will never tease
Poor little DI, or provo that he',
A graeeloss rover;
She's happy now—as Mrs. Smith—
But less polite whet; walking with
f or chosen lover.
Farewell 1 And tho' no moral clings
To Dl's soft eyes and sandal strings,
We've, had our quarrels;
I think that :'mlttl is thought an ass,
But know that, when they walk In grass
She teems balmorala.
The Seven-Thirty Loan.
Vhere the People put their Money.
ONE DAY'S SUBSCRIPTION-
Special Correvondonco of the N.Y. Tribune
Stephen Girard's Bank in Philadel
phia elbows Jay Cooke & Co.'s flat np
against The Evening Bulletin. The.
Evening Bulletin squeezes Jay Cooke &
Co.'s back again against Stephen Gir
ard's, and then makes all the noise it can
under Jay Cooke & Co.'s with power
presses and a steam engine, and sets
types and writes editorials and tramples
with boot, above .Jay Cooke & Co.'s.—
Jay Cooke & Co.'s in Philadelphia sug
gests the idea of a difficult acquisition
long aoo of a narrow front-room in which
to dr) a banking business—of an ex
ten,,inn of this territory in time by the
aid of a carpenter skilled in door-mak
ing, into a snuggery behind, for confi
dential communications—of a subsequent
acquisition by purchase of , a, right to cut
a door through the partition-wall of a
little room straight beyond, that some
body possessed—of a subsequent growth
sideways out of the snuggery through
another paitition in a little room where
seemingly The Bulletin once kept a very
small and very tame devil—and after
ward and from sheer force of assimila•
Lion, this little room seems to have in
sisted upon the company of another lit
tle room, living at right angles to it;
and the carpenter was sent for and they
were married through a door-way.
It is bright moon now, and bright sun
light, out in - South Third-et. It is bright
gas light, in this last room, and it is as
hot as an oven. Three big burners are
aping, and there are four clerks with
pens agoing. You feel that they have
come to a high moral understanding not
to joggle each other in their work, and
that they each have got a favorable ar
rangement with an optician for glass eyes,
when they shall have got blind in this
Grey light. You have a sense of just
going to upset something, walk into
something, knock something down, in
some way to derange the finances of the
United States of America, if you move
in this little room, or turn your head, or
even wink strongly. You are stunned
by seeing a little telegraph boy with his
message-book held to his breast. with
both hands, rush in and rush up to a
clerk with military whiskers and give
him a dispatch, and then turn with a
hardened indifference and commence the
chewing of gum, which he has irrever
ently brought into the place in his cheek.
The dispatch is read and receipted for,
and the boy • vanishes ~with stop of im
mense business, but chewing. The rib
bon of paper which he has left behind
him is an order for ball a million of Sev
en-Thirty bonds.
It is noon at Jay Cooke & In
side the parent front room of - all these
little back and side rooms, the narrow
space between the counter and the wall
is crowded with people waiting to be ,
waited on. They are of all classes,
all degrees, and of all colors. Therearu,
black men in Jay Cooke 43 Co 's, and
they hold motley in their hands; and
there is a soldier there, and there is an
officer, lame, yet with an unmistakable
air of command
,and of guardianship ;
and there arc quakers, who Jool4 annul,;.
ty, and coupons, and peace andgoodness?
all over them; and there is a clergyman,
and a woman that sews, and sews by gas.
light, I will wager, and three women who .
sew not, neither do they s in, but who
make investments; and thera' are
. )iie
chanics, one with his dinner 1 :4 ; *d .
there are two impatient :brokers;. WiNt
take little walks in small circles and
out watches to seewhat'Solook. Th eir
- ''o
time is nloxie.Y. A.@ I •QW 13 0.04 Orin*
p.le putting something away in. - -inside
pockets, comes'out fronithesee4s4nonti
and flows int; the street. A new": tele
graph hey with . that peculiar stri4ftt
life-or-death haste that nothing mutat,
struct; bitts.into the crowd, and
his book and handles his dispeteikaalm
pushed through to the turn-off }into:` tike
little room yiihero .7 1 10 041,56140X140.1geit
it tame and ,tiny devil,
.maatft'Ae‘ttoslytle
room—where:--yew 'ea!
awash the finanecs of - 34>ursoulitT '
":f , (*ne here, hoYf4hee eA;
Let me see hoWthey corae ;imp
" MRS. SMITH,"
PHILADELPHIA, Feb. 16, '66