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    HUNTINGDON ‘,7
VoL. V, No. 2.]
T'ERVIS
OF THE
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COUGh, ASTHMA. 9 ND SPITTING
13L 00 0
Cured By
JAVNE'S EXPECTORANT
PHILADELPHIA, Aug. 16, 1838
Mr. Atkinson—Dear Sir:
A few weeks ago I noticed in your paper,
an account of the surprising effects of Jayne's
Carminative, in restoring a great number of
passengers on board of a Mississippi steam
boat to perfect health, who were affected by
violent Bowel Complaint. I was glad to see
you notic it sa kindly; you may rest assured
it deserves the praise bestowed upon it.
The benefit 1 have veceived from his medi—
cine, mere especially his EXPECTORANT
induces me to state my case to you, for the
benefit of those who are afflicted in the same
way. It has been my misfortune, sir, to las
bur under a Cough and Asthmatical tappre
sion, for more than half a century. When
a soldier in the American Camp, in 1778, I,
with many others, (owing to great expo
sure,) had a violent attack of disease of the
lungs, by which I was disacled from duty
for a long ',time. Since that period, until
recently, I have never been free from a vio
lent cough and difficulty of breathing. Year
at year, I have expectorated over a gill a
day. Often much more, and sometimes mix
cd with blood. For months together, night
after night, I have had to sit or be bolster
ed up to obtain my breath. The weakness
and debility caused by such constant expec
toration, frequently brought me to a state
bordering on death. It has been a matter
of astonishment to my family and frie.,ds,
that lam here to write this to you. I have
had skillful physicians to attend me, and ev
vry thing done that was thought likely to
give ins relief, without any beneficial effect.
Last winter I had another very seveee at
tack of infl imation of the lungs, which I ful
ly expected would be the last. I then con
sidered my case as past the aid of medicine.
Whee I was persuaded .to call On Doctor
Jayne—with the assistance of Divine Provi
dence, throngo him I was once more raised
from my bed: but the cough and wheezing
wearied me day and night. He advised me
to use his Expectorant. I did so, with a
strong hope, that, as it had cured many of
ray acqttaintances of various diseases of the
lungs, it might, at least mitigate my suffer
ings. Need I say how satisfied I feel—
IT HAS EFFECTUALLY CURED ME
As soon as I commenced taking it, I found it
reached my case, and I began to breathe
with more freedom. My expectoration be
cause easy, and my rough entirely left me.
I now feel as well as!. ever did in my life,
mid better than 1 have been for the last six-
years. L :st slimmer I spit a great deal of
now thank God I am perfectly cured.
Now sir, after suffering so long, and finding
nt last, such signal relief from Doctor Jaynes
Expectorant, :1 feel anxious to inform my
fellow citizens where relief may be had. If
you think this worth a place in your paper,
you will oblige me by noticing it.
NICHOLAS HARRIS, Sen.
No. 35 Lombard street.
The above valuable medicine may be had
wholesale and retail nt Jayne's Drug and
Chemical Store, No. 20. South Third street
Philaeelphia. Price It.
Sold, also, by Tacos MILLER, Agent,
Huntingdon Pa.
seassurs
NTERESTING CURE PERFOR
-
j MED BY Da. SWAYNR'S COM—
POUND SYRUP OF PRUNES; VIRGIN
lANA, OR WILD CHERRY. Having
made use of this invaluable Syrup in my fain
ily, which entirely cured my child. The
symptoms were Wheezing and choking of
Flegm. difficulty of Breathing attended
witlt constant cough, Spasms, Convulsions,
&c. of which I nad given up all hopes of its
recrvery, until I was advised to make trial
of this invaluable medicine. After seeing
the wonderful effects it had upon my child,
1 concluded to make the same trial upon my
self, which entirely relieved me of a cougl
that I was afflicted with for many years.
Any persons wishing to see me can call at
my house in Beach street. above the market
Kensington, Phila, JOHN Wrlt.cox.
Osszavz—The only place where this mai
•icine can be obtained, is at Jacob Miller's
store Huntingdon.
inMEAD THIS!: DR. SW AYN E'S COM—
POUND SYRUP of PRUNES VIM
GINIAN A, or WILD CHERRY: This is de
cidedly one of the best remedies for Coughs
and Colds now in use: it allays irritation of
the Lungs, lo ',Beni the cough, causiug the
plegm to raise free and easy; in Asthma,
Pulmonary Consumption, Recent or Chron
ic Coughs, Wheezing & Choking of Phlegm
Hoarseness, Difficulty of breathing, Croup,
Spitting of Blood, &c. This Syrup is war
ranted to effect a permanent cure, it taken
according to directions which accompany the
bottles. For sale only at Jacob Miller's stors
Huntingdon.
LIVER COMPLAINT.
This disease is (iscoverQl;;:a fixed ob
tuse pain and weight in the right side under
the short ribs; attended with heat, uneasi
ness about the pit of the stomach;—there is
in the right side also a distension—the patient
loses his appetite and becomes sick and troll.
ble with vomiting. The tongue becomes
rough and black, countenance chang,s to a
pale or citron color or yellow, like those taf
flicted with jaudice—difficulty of breathing,
disturbed rest, attended with dry caugh, dif
ficulty of laying on the left side—the nody
becomes weak, end finally the , disease termi
nates into another of a more serious nature,
which in all probability is far beyond the
, power of human skill. Dr. Harlich's corn•
pound tonic strengthening and German ape
rient pills, if taken at the commencement of
this disease, will check it, and by continu
ing the use of the medicine a few weeks, a
perfect cure cure will be performed. Thou
sands can testify to this fact.
Certificates of many persons may daily be
seen of the efficacy of this invaltrable medi
,
tine, by applying at the Medical Office, No
19 North Eight street, Philadelphia.
Also, at the store of Jacob Miller, Hun,
DYSPEPSIA AND HYPOCHON-
DIIIAISIII.
Cured by Dr. liarliek's Celebrated Medi-
hines.
Mr. Wrn Morr:son, of Schuylkill Sixth
Street, Philidelphia, afflicted fur several
years with the above distressing disease—
S ckness at the stomach, headache, palpita
tion of the heart, impaired s ppetite, acrid
eructations, coldness and weakness of the ex
tremities'
emaciation end general debility,
disturbed rest, a pressure and weight at the
stomac.. after eating, severe flying pains
in the chest, back and sides, costiveness, a
dislike for society or conversation, languor
and lassituee upon the least occasion. Mr.
Morrison had applied to the most eminent
physicians, who considered it beyond the
power of human skill to restore him to health
however, as his afflictions had reduced him
to a deplorable condition, having been in
duced by a friend of his to try Dr Harlich's
Medicins, as they being highly recommen
ded, by which he procured two package, he
found himself greatly relieved, and by con
tinuing the use of them the disease entirely
disappeared—he is now enjoying all the bles
sings of perfect health.
Principal Office, 19 North Etta Street.
Philadelphia.
Also, for sale at the store of Jacob Miller,
who is agent for Huntingdon county.
DYSPFPSIA! DYSPEPSIA! !
More proofs of the efficacy of Dr. Harlich's
Medicines.
Mr Jonas Hartman, of Sumneytown, Pa.
entirely cured of the above disease, which
he was afflicted with for six years. His
spmptoms were a sense of distension and op
pression after eating, distressing pain in the
pit of the stomach, nausea, loss of appetite,
giddiness and dimmas of sight, extreme de
bili,y, flatulency, acrid eructations, some
times vomiting, and pain in the right side,
depression of spirits. disturbed rest. faint
ness, and not able to pursue his business
without causing immediate exhaustion and
weariness.
Mr. Haitman is happy to state to the pub
lic and is willing to give any information to
the afflicted, respecting the wonderful ben
efit he received from the use of Dr. Harlichs
Compound Strengthening and German ape
rient pills. Principal office No. 19 North
Eighth street Philadelphia. Also for sale
at the store of Jacob Miller, Huntingdon.
LIVER COMPLAIN 7;
Ten years standing, cured by the use of
Dr Harlich's Compound Strengthening and
German Aperient Pills.
Mrs Sarah Boyer, wife of 'OA -, illiam Boyer,
North Fourth Street above Callowhill,
Philadelphia, entirely cured of the above
distressing disease. Her symptoms were,
habitual costiveness of the bowels, total loss
of appetite, excruciating pain in the side,
stomach and back, depression of spirits, ex
treme debility, could not lie on symptoms in-.
(Besting great derangement in the functions
of the liver. Mrs. Boyer was attended by
several of the first Physicians, but received
but little relief from their medicine—atlast,
a friend of hers procured t, package of Dr.
Harlich's Strengthening and German Ape
rient Pills, which, by the use of one pack Age,
induced her to continue with the medicine,
which remised in effecting a permanent cure
beyond the expectations of her friends.
Principal Office for this Medicine is at No
19 North Eighth Street, Philadelphia.
Also for sale at the store of Jacob Miller,
who is agent for Huntingdon county.
RICHES NOT HEALTH:
Those who enjoy Health, must certainly
feel blessed when they compare thcmielves
to those sufferers that have been of for
years with various diseases which the human
family are all subject to be troubled with.—
Diseases present themselves in various forms
and from various circuinstancs, which, in
the commencement, may all he checked by
the use of Dr. 0. P. Harlich's Compound
Strengthening and German Aperient Pills,
—such as Dyspepsia, Liver Complaints,
Pain in the Side, Rheumatism, General De
bility, Female Diseases, and all Diseases to
which human nature is subject, where the
Stomach is affected. Directions for using
these Medicines always accompany them.
These Medicines can be taken with perfect
safety by
. the most delicate Female, as they
are mild m their operation and pleasant in
their effects.
Principal Office for the United States, No.
19 North Eighth Street, Philadelphia.
Also for sale at the store of Jacob Miller,
who is agent for Huntingdon county.
"3,32
Beauty in woman is like the flower in
Spring; but virtue is like the stars of heav
en.
"ONE COUNTRY, ONE CONSTITUTION, ONE DESTINY."
A. W. BENEDICT PUBLASHEIR AND PROPRIETOR.
HUNTINGDON, PENNSYLVANIA, WEDNESDAY, NOVEMBER 6, 1839.
THE GARLAND.
-"With sweetest flowers enrich'd
From various gardens cull'd with care."
SONG OF THE ARAB.
By H. H. Tucker,
Song of the desert! rise:
There's a war-cry on the blast;
And the flag of the vaunting foemaa flies
Like a storm-cloud frowning past.
Let your wild steeds spurn the plain;
Let your shouts on the night-wind swell:
With flashing brand and with loosened rein
On, sons of Ishmael !
And, lo! where the gathering warriors come
Each from the wilds of his desert home;
For each glancing spear and each flying
steed,
Shall an Arab conquer, a Roman bleed:
Onward in dusky masses wheeling,
Ev'n as the black-winged tempests wend,
Dimly the murky night revealing
Brother to brother, and friend to friend:
And, hark' how shrill,
Through the night air calm and still,
The cymbals' clash and the trumpets' peal
From the far encampment steal:
I Forward, on the foe!
Let the shout of battle swell;
Lay the spoiler waSto, and tha boaster low
On, sons of Ishmael !
The watchman watcheth wearily,
And the sleeper grasps his sword.
For great is the name, and wide is the fame
Of the wondering desert-horde !
O'er earth hath the conquering eagle flown
And flapped his wings in pride;
But the Arab's lonely tent alone
Hath his iron grasp defied.
O'er ihe arid sands
A moaning blast is sailing,
And the war-horse trembling stands
And snuffs the air in tear;
There's a rush as of mighty wings,
And a voice as of spirits wailing,
/kind a shadow blacker than midnight dings
Its shroud o'er the night-watch drear.
Hail to the dread sirocco,
The leaguered Arab's friend!
He soareth on high in his giant strenght,
And his voice doth the desert rend;
`There's death in his eye, and its glancing
light
Doth wither where it falls,
And he shroudeth the sky inThis whiAing,
flight,
And his shadow the earth appales:
And the shifting sands uprise
Like demons in his wake,'
And dance as in maniac revelies
Till the sultry air (loth shake!
And onward howling fierce they speed
To the camp of the sleeping foe,
And the strong-limbed men and the sinewy
steed
Are buried at a blow!
Joy! b oy ! b oy !
Raise the shout of triumph high!
To the land of the roving Arab mot
Hath the Roman come to die.
His grave is in the sand,
And hisconquercr is the wind,
And the might of that dauntless warrior
band
Doth the arm of the whirlwind bind;
And their souls have shrunk from his grasp
of fire,
And his hot breath bath lit their funeral
pyre;
And the hollow blast their requiem moans,
Sweeping the sand from their whitening
bones,
Anu Rome shall bow her head,
And her widowed daughters mourn,
For low lie her sons with the si!ent dead,
And their ashes repose not in tomb or urn.
Hail to the wind, to the mighty wind,
Whom none can conquer and nought can
' • ' •
bind!
Wicily he winged Isis viewless way,
Chasing the clouds in his blithesome play;
Proudly he sweepeth the prostrate earth,
And rouseth the deep in his reckless mirth,
Tossing the foaming billows high,
And roaring in wildest revelry!
"Life globe he wandered round and round,
And the tempests all to his car are bound;
Onward he sweepeth his trackless flight
Free—ay! free is the Ishmaelite:
Him nor toe nor lord control,
Wide as his desert wastes his soul;
And thou, 0 Wind! his friend abide.
Foe and dread of the world beside;
Freely both thou and he will fly
O'er the plains of his own loved Araby,
And the darl.-eyed queen of his home shall
bless
The guardian Power of the wilderness.
Thaa•
THE OLD CAMPAIGNER,
A STORY
On the twenty-fifth day of December,
in the year one thousand eight hundred
and thirty-five, three taps were lightly
struck on the fourth-flour door of a house
on the Meigesere quay at Paris one of those
tall and ugly tenements that seem to
make cross faces do•vn upon the waters
of the Seine from morning till night, like
so many antiquated and grinning buffoons.
The three taps in question caused a young
girl, who was seated alone inside of the
door to whom they were applied, to s.art
rather hurriedly from her seat, and to
throw a piece of embroidery, on the floor
at her feet, believing sincerely however
that she had put it on the chair beside her.
Whether this arose from emotion at the
announcement of an unexpected visit or
an expected one will by and by appear ;
but in the first place, it is necessary to
tell what the damsel was, as the reader
cannot be expected to take such interest
as we could wish in one yet a stranger to
him.
Pierre Bertrand, the father of Marie,
was a splendid specimen of the old half
pay captain of the empire, such as that
personage, or class of personages, became
subsequently to the empire's fall. Rude
and rough, though warns-hearted ; retain
ing the mustache of the soldier, and all
the soldier's habits, among which drink
ing and smoking held so prominent t place
as to swallow almost his pension; per
petually grumbling, yet continually jolly,
enormously proud of various scars and
cuts, and certain relics in the shape of
crosses of honor, hacked sabres, and rid
dled uniforms; spending in telling old
cannaigning stories, and in playing at
dominoes, all the time that was not spent
in drinking; and smoking; such was Pier
re Bertrand; and such was his way of life.
For his family; Pierre had, properly
speaking, two children, although one on
ly had a just claim of paternity upon him,
as far as blood went. Butfor his having
an adapted child, however, the old cam
paigner might never have had an offspring
of his own. On the field of battle a dy
ing comrade had consigned an infant. boy
to his arms, and Pierre had received the
consignment with as much satisfsition
and pride as others might receivitra ley
of millions. It was to give . this child a
mother that Pierre had at first thought of
marriage; and it chanced that this step,
when lie took it, only proved thu means of
bringing upon Pierre another dying lega
cy, his own little Marie. But the veteran
I bore up bravely under his burdens, and
did Isis duty nobly by both his charges.
To the boy Jules he contrived to give a
good education, and six months before the
period of our story—eix months, in short,
before the three taps at the door—Jules,
then precisely twenty-three years of age,
had completed a course of legal studies,
and had been entered a member of the bar
of the Court Royal of Paris.
It was a proud day for the old captain,
when Jules donned the barrister's black
cap and robe. Marie was then eighteen,
and as pretty a blue-eyed, merry-laced
maiden, as could be seen, with a heart
warm and open as a sunny sky. Pierre
had long settled in his own mind that his
two "marmot.," as he called them, should
be married, and that the union should
take place on the day that Jules pleaded
his first case. About the feelings of the
parties themselves he had never thought
much--and, in truth, they had given him
no cause for any uneasiness on this score.
One day, immediately after Jules had
passed the legal ordeal, old Bertrand was
seated in his lofty but neat domicil, smok
ing silently and luiiously, as lie always
did during any meditations of special im
portance, when a letter was brought to
him. Letters were rare things with the
veteran, and he looked long at the post
mark, which was that of his native pro
vince. Opening it finally, he read thus :
"Sir, I hasten to announce to you the de
mise of M. Joseph Bertrand, your cousin,
German, proprietor of the foundry here.
He has left a fortune valued at 1,000,000
of francs. No direct heir presenting him
self here on the paternal side, it is presu
mable that to you reverts the sum of
500,000 francs, the half of the whole suc
cession, and which the law destines to
that branch of the deceased's i elatives.
Of course you will take the necessary
steps to secure your rights." This epis
tle bore the signature of a provincial jus
tice of the peace, and gave other particu
lars of the case.
Bertrand was struck dumb for five min
tiles, and then broke out by way of thank ,
fulness, into a few of his common conver•
sational phrases, which were composed 0 !
some three or four thousand bombs, one
or two hundred pieces of cannon, and a
proportionate quantity of thunders. .Five :
hundred thousand francs!' at length cried 1
he ; "Marie, my girl, read--read this.
Read, my darling! 500,000 francs? Yes, :
units tens, hundreds, thousands, tens of I
thousands, hundreds of thousands ? AII I
right, Marie, my girl! Hurrah for the
emperor! Hurrah!" All was indeed I
right--and yet all proved not right in •the
end. Bertrand, soon after receiving the
letter, set out for his native place, concl u-
I ding that he had Wit to appear and take
I possession. But the collateral relations
had taken advantage of his absence from
the spot, and had prepared unexpected
obstacles for him. They had stirred and
intrigued most actively, and had bought
four or five consciences at some few thou
sand francs apiece. In short it was
found that Bertrand could not establish
his degree of relationship to the deceased.
Certain extracts ;,of birth anll baptism,
with other indispensable documents, could
not be procured, notwithstanding the
lengthened researches of the old clerk of
the registry, to whom Bertrand gave five
thousand francs to prove his titles—which
sum, by the by, in addition to twenty
thousand received from the other side,
made the affair a very profitable one for
the old fox. The necessary documents,
however, could not be found, and Pierre
returned to Paris totally disheartened,
and smoking furiously.
Jules was the receptacle of the vete
ran's complaints, 'The young advocate
was not slow to pronounce that chicanery
and roguery must have been at:work and
persuaded Pierre to pursue thematter at
law. Within a few months the cause
came on before the rrovincial court of
1 3—. Jules, whose activity /and re
searches had ,been unweared, appeared
for the first time as a pleader. IVhile
the case was going on. Marie Bertrand
was in a state of feverish impatience. She
knew not the issue on the evening of the
1 25th day of December, 1535. It was
then that she heard the three taps at the
door of her father's dwelling, and started
from her seat to open it.
Jules entered. Marieisat down on her
chair in silence, after one glance at his
countenance, which wore a downcast ex
pression. "You have lost the cause, then
Jule ?" said she at length. "No, Marie,
it is gained ; you are rich," was the reply.
The damsel raised her eyes in surprise,
and; exclaimed—"Sained ! What then
means this— this —" Jules interrupted
her. "Marie, I quit Paris this evening,
and I come to bid you farewell. You will
' be wealthy and happy ! Yes, I go—but
you will think of me sometimes, will you
not?"
The young girl looked at Jules to see if
he spoke seriously, and was stunned to be
hold his eyes filieu with tears. At this
moment Bertrand entered. Jules went
up to him, and, placing a massive pocket
book in his hands, said, "My kind friend,
justice has been done to you; here are
five hundred bank notes, 1000 francs each
—the part of your cousin's heritage,
which fell to you, and which I received,
as authorized by you." Bertrand looked
at the papers which Jules displayed to
him; then the veteran looked at Marie,
who was strug gling to hide her tears ; and
filially, he looed at the pale face of Jules.
"Why, what is this about'?" cried he.
"Why do you weep, Marie? Why do I
not find you happy and joyful at such a
moment ? Jules, what have you been say
ing ? Won't you answer me ? Marie
Jules! By the thunder, there is some
thing here—Marie, girl, tell me why you
weep!"
The veteran's daughter made a violent,
effort to compose herself. "He is going
away, father," said she, "he departs this
evening--he quits us--through pride, per
haps. He loved us while we were poer,
and does so no more since we have be
come rich."—After this effort, Marie laid
her head on her father's shoulder, and
wept more than ever.
hope Jules,' said Bertrand, 'that you
will explain this. May Ibe shot if I un
derstand a word of what this little wim
pering means!' 'My father,' replied Jules,
'I depart this night.' You depart—ah,
well—how long will you be away?' was
Pierre's answer. 'A long time, father,'
said the young man, 'a long time—forever
perhaps - You have nurtured me, you
have given me a place and station in life
--I ought to be no more a charge to you
I leave Paris —."Jules vou are in
sane !' returned the old soldier. 'Quit
Paris! and at this moment above all others
when you have won a cause that will ring
in the courts ! It is folly, and I don't
comprehend it. Besides, it is impossible
that you can go away. I have arranged
matters otherwise."
The nuptials of Jules and Marie took
place a day or two after these events.
Bertrand took upon himself the order
went of the marriage festival, and he made
it so splendid a one, that the single bank
note of the herritage must have deeply
felt the inroad. All the friends of the
family were present; and amongst them
the majority at least of the gentlemen,
were deficient in smite prominent mem
ber of the body, front the nose to the right
limb. Bat the defects of those friends of
the veteran were honorably compensated
by medals and crosses, and other badges
of renown. After dinner, an enormous
cold tart, or pie, which Pierre publicly
&eared to be a new dish of his own in
vention, was produced with the dessert.=
All eyes were turned to the dish, the task
of opening which tell to the pretty 'hands
of the bride. Marie blushingly began the
duty; but her first incision fell upon a hard
substance, which made her father's fine
dish to consist of something totally indivis
Ide and indigestible. 'Alt ha!' cried Pi
erre triumphantly, 'cut it' out!' Marie
did so, and the company beheld a new red
morocco pocket book, well stuffed and
marked in g_ilded letters With words
I.Four hundred and ninety nine thousand
d, and for a lung time francs.'
Marie gently raised her head, and casts
on her father a look so sweet, that Jules
felt himself enfeebled by its influence.
'Yes,' continued Bdrtrand, have
WuoLE No. `lOl
too. ();;Iy I thought I could- bestow on
you ttot,g'.t but the ',call; but you. shall
loge have the ,ittiq, , ,ilotig with it, my lad!
It won't do ;Loy harm, will it, to have
twenty. live thousand livers a year to
keep you going ! Come it is settled.
Embrace ldin, Marie; lam pleased with
him. Come, and let us ofldirectly to the
notary
'My father it is impossible !' cried Jules
in accents which proved the struggle he
was undergoing. 'lt is impossible! Al
ready do my frient!s, the court, all Paris,
declare that my labors, my researches,
my journeyings, have all been for this
money ! Oh, Marie ! pardon me—l love
you! Yes, I love you to idolatry ! But
were you now to be my wife, all men
would point the finger at me, as one who
would not take the poor girl, but snatch
ed at the rich heiress—snatched at her,
as soon as she became so, and ere she
could have an opportunity of seeing other
suitors, more worthy her condition, at her
feet why did I gain this cause 1'
Jules was proceeding in this passionate
strain when Bertrand, who had, in the
mean time, taken the pocket-book into
his hands, brought the young advocate to,
a pause by thus addressing him. 'lt is
then, this parcel of papers which renders
you so scrupulous, my boy ? It is this
bundle of stuff,' continued he, holding tip
the pocket-book, 'that prevents you wed
ding my little girl? Ah, well, young man, I
admire your delicacy. But I will be not
less generous than you !' So speaking,
old Pierre turnq to tl:2
he had previously opened, and with all
the force of a vigorous arm, cast the valu
able pocket-book far out into the deep and
muddy water of the Seine!
Bertrand then turned from the window,
and showing one single bank note to the
astonished and thunder struck youth, ob
served coolly to him, '1 have kept but this
one thcrusand francs, you see; it will
serve for the expenses of the nuptials ; for
you will not draw back now, Jules ?' He
continued in a severe tone—'A few mo
ments ago, my daughter was rich, im
mensely rich, and you refused her hand
—like a madman, I must say. She is
now poor as yourself, for I know she
would have been miserable with riches
which she could not share with you. To
morrow you will marry her, it you are a
man of honor.--If not—but I shall leave
you together. Marie will inform me of
your reply: Bertrand then left the room
shutting the door behind him with a shock
, that betokened an angry excitement of
mind in the old campaigner. But, after
all, the recent loss of fortune seemed not
long to trouble the veteran, as, on sitting
down soon after• to a game of dominos,
with a boon companion, the latter declar.
ed he had never seen Pierre so merry in
all their intercourse, or so given to burst
.
into, peals of laughter on the slightest ex
citement.
Jules was complete!y staggered by
Bertrand's act, but, when left alone with ,
Marie, he soon recovered. The setAllbili:
ty of the young advocate' to the At)ltic
voice was no affected sentiment, uotlitis
his love for Marie ; and the pair speedily
pledged themselves to each other, hand
and heart, They sat long together, Per
trand considerately staid out of the way,
and ere he returned, Jules had departed.
It would be peering too curiously, per
haps, into poor weak human nature, to ask
if Jules did not cast a self-reproachful'
glance into the Seine that night as he pass
ed ►t on his way homewards. It he did
look wistfully on the waters, however the
future comforts, to do him justice, of
Maria and her father, formed the cause of
his feelings at the moment. The case
was hopeless at all events. A hundred
year's dragging might not have bronght
up that book from these deep and muddy
waters.