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THE SAILOR-BOY. 
BY IDA FAIRFIELD. 
’Twas a blaek, bitter night, 
And the billows were white 
With angry foam boiling 
Like huge monsters toiling 
To wreck the frail bark which rode swift on the gale, 
And the Sailor-Boy's cheek, as the foam-crest, waspt 
dead and then staring curiously at the dark- know, when returning home at night, how wist- | That night Alice, instead of Mr. Howland, was name, but it proved a Betsey Trotwood affair, and 
browed stranger, who was said to be William fully he glances towards the window where Alice missing from the table, and when Miss Elinor when the Christmas bells are ringing and the star 
Huntington. ^Adelaide was not there, for Miss is wont to sit, and if they did know it, they could sought her in her room, she was surprised at the of Bethlehem gleams on the walls of the old brick 
Elinor a very little given to gossip it may be, had not fathom his meaning, for when the golden hair abruptness with which the young girl threw her Church, she will stand as sponsor for the little 
kindly 'remembered leer, and numerous were the and bright young face is there, he always turns arms around her neck and whispered, “ I am boy, to whom, in memory of the blind man now 
exasperated stories afloat concerning the decep- aside, lingering without as if within there were no ; happy,—oh, so happy.” | singing to the praise of Bethlehem’s child, will be 
tionshe had practiced both upon her father and maiden fair, whose eyes of blue played wilder notes j Then, with the twilight shadows gathering given the name of “ Warren Howland.” 
the villagers. Like most people she had one so- upon his heart strings than the dark, proud orbs around, Alice told her story to the wondering Brockport, N. Y., 1859. 
lie gale, called friend, who dutifully kept her posted with of Adelaide had ever done. Even he does not lady, who in her joy forgave her brother for his un- —— 
, waspale. rco -ard to all that was said concerning her, and, know he loves her, so quietly that love has come,— just insinuation, and folding the orphan girl lov |j 
completely overwhelmed with shame and mortifi- creeping o’er him while he slept,—stealing o’er ingly within her arms, she told her how gladly she 
cation, she resolved to keep herself secluded at him when’woke,—whispering to him in the dingy should welcome her as a sister. It was known ere J 
home, where she vented her disappointment in counting-room, and bidding him cast frequent long all over town that the wealthy Mr. Howland 
harsh language and bitter tears, particularly when, glances at the western sky, to see if it were not was to wed the blind man’s daughter, and the rude Ifc 
jk clouds, on day succeeding the funeral, she heard that time that he were home. He only knows that he brown rafters of the cottage in the Hollow ne’er |jj| 
ed in the ^jj gg Elinor bad taken Alice to live with her. is very happy, and that his happiness is in some witnessed so fierce a storm of passion aud of tears, 
But little did Miss Elinor care for her anger, way connected with the childish form which flits as on the night when first to Adelaide came vf; 
The world to her was brighter now than it had before him like a sunbeam, filling his home with tidings that the man she so much loved had given _ 
been for many years, and with something of a light and joy. It had never occurred to him that himself to another. lo William Huntington, 
mother’s love, her heart went out towards the s be might sometime go away, and leave in his however, the news brought joy and gladness. He 
orphan to whom she had given a home. Adelaide, household a void which no other one could fill, and had recovered from his broken limb, but his health 
a ’ vc however, was not forgotten, and the good lady was wben one day, towards the last of June, his sister d ' d ncd Lnprove, and now be seldom left his home. 
certainly excusable if, when riding with her pro- said to him, “Alice has received a letter from an Still he did whatever he could do for his family, ‘ A 
The lightnings flashed warm, 
For the Demon of Storm, 
To wildest commotion, 
Had lashed the wide ocean, harsh language and bitter tears, particularly w 
No starlight gleamed forth from amid the black clouds, Qn ^ be day succeeding the funeral, she heard 
And the Sailor-Boy trembled high perched in the jj. gg g LJN0R bad taken Alice to live with her. 
shrouds. But little did Miss Elinor care for her an 
To the cottage on shore, The world to her was brighter now than it 
Beached the ocean’s wild roar, been for many years, and with something 
A mother's heart thrilling, mother’s love, her heart went out towards 
A mother’s eyes filling orphan to whom she had given a home. Adela 
With tears for the Sailor-Boy tossed on the wave howe was not forgotten, and the good lady 
With fears for the storm and the cold, watery grave. excusable j f> when riding with her 
On the black, moonless air te«-e, sbe yiy frequently order Jim to take t 
Bose the voice of her prayer, round to nigh street, bidding him drive sl< 
Like sweet music stealing, . tbe bouse 0 f the Huntington’s. But i 
Her sorrows revealing, tb j s way sbe thought to obtain a glimpse of . 
“ Have mercy, oh, God ! for the tempest is wild, J lQr i v 
Speak peace to the winds and shelter my child.” laide, she was mistaken for the young lady 
never visible, though safely hidden behind 
But the storm hurried by, curtain, she, herself, seldom failed to see the 
And the waves mountain high, and the litUe figure in black which 
Unheeding her weeping, instinctively felt would some day be her rival. 
The frail vessel sweeping “ , . / , , „ „ . . , , 
Down, down ’mid tlie din of the breaker’s hoarse roar, The bitterest drop of all m Adklaidl 
Cast the Sailor-Boy, drenched on a desolate shore. mortification was the knowledge that Mr. 1 
land lead once thpught to make her his wife : 
And the salt sea-weed shroud, he told her in a i etter wri tten three weeks si 
And the winds piping loud, , , .. T . . , . 
Or mournfully sighing fl^nt to Mr. Warren’s death. It is true he 
A wail for the dying, never committed himself by words, but he 
Was all the rude burial the Sailor-Boy shared, done so by actions, and honor demanded an e: 
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MISCELLANEOUS ENIGMA. 
Still he did whatever he could do for his family, 
I am composed of 17 letters. 
My 1,12,11, 9 is an island in the Mediterranean Sea. 
» ' i , r . o v • i /-ii_j i\iV l, 1Z, ii, V is an isiuuu ill me iueuiierraneau oca. 
tege, she did frequently order Jim to take them old fr5cnd of her mo ther, asking her to take charge and the llttle J ard ln f ' ront oi his h °“ ® ' filled ^ ^ c . g g<jM t0 bc ^dispensable lo cvery man ’; 
round to Iligh street, bidding him drive slowly 0 f the Juvenile Department of a young laities’ Sem- W1 ^ flowers, which he tended with the utmost happiness. 
past the house of the ^Huntington’s. But if, in . j nar y j n b— ” be started as if he had been smitten | care and scdd ' n smaP bouquets to such of the vil- ^ ^ jg j s ti ie surname of a U. S. Senator. 
this way she thought to obtain a glimpse of Ade- w itli a heavy blow. lagers as wished to buy. When he heard that 9 is a river in Italy. 
laide, she was mistaken, for the young lady was « Alice teach school! ” he exclaimed. “ Alice Alice was to be a bride ere the summer days were My 1, 9, 8, 6, 8 is an agricultural implement, 
never visible, though safely hidden behind the go away from—me—from you, I mean. Preposter- gone, he set apait his choicest flowers, watching My 14,16,17 is a kind of liquor, 
curtain, she, herself, seldom failed to see the car- ous , ghe don ’ t , of course> think of accepting the them with jealous care and experiencing a childish My 10, 2,17,13 is a town in Eastern Massachusetts, 
nnd the little fiirnre in black which she „«•<»> delight in thinking how he would form a rare bou- My 7 is a consonant. 
riage, and the little figure in black which she 0 fl- er ?>> 
instinctively felt would some day be her rival. “Yes, she does. I’d no idea she had so much 
The bitterest drop of all in Adelaide s cup of decision,” and Miss Elinor’s scissors cut quite a 
mortification was the knowledge that Mr. How - bo j c embroidery on which she has worked 
land had once thpught to make her his w ife, loi ever s j nce we knew her. “ I remonstrated when 
he told her in a letter written three weeks subsc- sbe j 0 j d me sbe should return an affirmative an- 
offer?” delight in thinking how he would form a rare bou- 
“ Yes, she does. I’d no idea she had so much fl uct > ' vorth y of her to whom i4 should be S iven ' 
decision,” and Miss Elinor’s scissors cut quite a There was no reason why the marriage should 
hole in the embroidery on which she has worked be delayed, Mr. Howland said, and so one balmy 
ever since we knew her. “I remonstrated when eve, when the harvest moon was in its infancy, St. 
My whole is a stupendous (?) machine for crushing 
sorghum ! 
Pittsburgh, N. Y., 1S58. H. n. C. 
TpW° Answer in two weeks. 
And the winds piping loud, ' lie told her in a letter written three weeks subsc- s be told me she should return an affirmative an- Luke’s Church was filled to overflowing, and the 
Or mournfully sighing ’ fl uent to Mr - Warren’s death. It is true he had swer, but it did no good. She never intended long same man who, over Hugo Warren’s grave had GRAMMA 
A wail for the dying,° never committed himself bywords, but he had to burden people on whom she had no claim, she read the burial service, now spoke the solemn words 
Was all the rude burial the Sailor-Boy shared, done so by actions, and honor demanded an cxpla- said gbe wo ,,' d ra ther be independent, and tho’ which made one flesh of two. And when the rite 1 am composed of 24 letters. 
While to dust bleached the bones, by the fierce vulture nation. So he wrote at last, and though it was a s b e was very happy here, she felt it her duty to was ended and Alice was a bride, from the three My 1, 6, 3,15 is a verb, 
spared. most polite and gentlemanly note, its contents earn her own living, now that an opportunity was towers of Oakland there rang a merry peal, for Mr. My 13,9, 2,18 is a conj 
But the mother, at home, stung her to her inmost soul, and casting it into p resen ted.” Howland was greatly honored by the citizens who My 4 ’ 2 > 12 ’ 18 18 an 
Long prayed he might come, the fire she watched it as it turned to ashes, feel- “Earn her own living,” repeated Mr. Howland, thus would keep his wedding night. 13 20 <>.3 7 Is -i pro 
The beacon light burning, . ing the while as if her own heart were charred and «j us t as though she cost anybody anything. There Across the grassy meadow, up the wooded hill, M " y s, 10,19,12 is ini ad 
For white sail returning, blistered with its load of guilt and shame. There i s some other reason, and if I didn’t know you as and down into the Hollow, floated the music of m y s'14. 23^ 22 is an ad 
And knew not till weary years slowly dragged by were no more trips to Springfield now, for conceal- W ell as I do, I should be inclined to think the fault those bells, awakening an answering note of joy My 17, 22, 11, 4, 16, 24 i 
That her boy had reached safely the Haven on high. meu t of labor was no longer necessary, and the W as with you. Maybe you do sometimes scold her, in every heart save that of the wretched Adelaide, My whole is an old si 
Independence, N. A ., I S.)9. satchel Miss Elinor taunted her brother with hav- 1 ?. IV /m> 1 ” „„,l be fived bis eves inmiii-ino-lv nnnn who. irrindine- her teefh together, fled to her lonelv Hillsboro, Ill.. 1S59. 
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GRAMMATICAL ENIGMA. 
1 
My whole is an old saying. 
Hillsboro, Ill., 1S59. 
fgT Answer in two weeks. 
Entered according to act of Congress, in the year 1858, by f the common necessariesof 
1). D. T. Moorr, in tlie Office of the Clerk of the District, for him to piocure even the common necessaries 01 
ing the while as if her own heart were charred ana «j ust as though she cost anybody anything. There Across the grassy meadow, up the wooded hill, ^ J() , 19 _ ]2 jg , u| ad j octive _ 
blistered with its load of guilt and shame. There i s some other reason, and if I didn’t know you as and down into the Hollow, floated the music of My s’14. 23 ’22 is an a<iverb, 
were no more trips to Springfield now, for conceal- we n as j d0) j s h ou ld be inclined to think the fault those bells, awakening an answering note of joy My 17, 22,11, 4, 16, 24 is a conjunction, 
ment of labor was no longer necessary, and the was with you. Maybe you do sometimes scold her, in every heart save that of the wretched Adelaide, My whole is an old saving, 
satchel Miss Elinor taunted her brother with hav- Elinor t ” and he fixed his eyes inquiringly upon who, grinding her teeth together, fled to her lonely Hillsboro, Ill., 1S59. 
ing carried so often lay useless upon the closet hj s sister’s face. garret and stuffed cotton in her ears, so as to shut Answer in two weeks, 
shelf. Miss Elinor had striven hard to restrain the out the liateful sound, which told her of her rival’s 
“ I’ll die before I’ll do that—father may support tears w hi c h thoughts of parting with her favorite happiness. Anon, and from the rocky heights l , ' or Moore’s Ilu 
us,” Adelaide had said when her mother suggest- induced, and thus far she had succeeded, but when which overlooked the town, and from the village RIDDLE, 
ed that they take in sewing from Mr. Howland’s she heard her brother’s remark, they burst forth at green, there shone a lurid light. Bonfires had been 
store. once. kindled by the workmen from the factory and shop, 1 ^ syffaMes^bnVone,^ 
And Mr. Huntington did do his best towards «scold Alice ! ” was all she could articulate, aud among the boys who danced around the blaz- Yet into words, if you but stri 
maintaining his family, but popular opinion was ^ with a deeply injured air she left the room, while iug fi ,e > none threw his hat so high or cut so many Dobut erase my'btli and 1st, 
against him. He had defrauded his employer once, her brother, seizing his hat, hurried off to the store, antics as did the little “ check," who, in his bran A beverage I become, 
—he might do so again—and so all looked upon w here he remained the entire day, trying to think new suit, the gift of Mr. Howland, forgot his ^'whb no'liflbilty for°rum. 
him with distrust, making it sometimes very hard bow it , WO uld teem to him when lie knew that Alice grievances on that memorable day when his mas- Next but hide my 1st alone, 
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RIDDLE. 
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ALICE AND ADELAIDE; 
( <"*■ j 
THE TR.TJE AND TH± tt a r ,«t 
for him to procure even the common necessariesof wag ^ onc ter tried to see how it would seem to live without 
life. His health, too, had become impaired, both « ft didn’t sip <vt all,” either to him or to his Alice Warren. 
by exposure and the mental anguish he had so long for ne 'lZzo';’ ;fore had he been so irritable From her window Adelaide looked out upon 
endured, aud night after, night his labored breath- and c j, oss> fihjjj(§fault with the most trivial mat- the scene, shedding bitter tears of envy and of 
was gone. 
“ It didn’t sj 
•vt all,” either to him or to his 
by exposure and the mental anguish he had so long c lcrk% for nevL-'yf’ Joi e had he been so irritable 
j . , j ■ .a. _: —1.4 i.:~ _ A . HU'. . ... ... 
in^ and hacking cough fVnote painfully on the ear 
of/his wife, whose lovw no oircuX/lstancec could 
(IfcrsvA vy. 
One morning, towards the middle of iebruaiy, 
BY MRS. MARY J. HOLMES. 
[Concluded from page 44, last number.] 
Chapter X—Revelations. 
jtersfpihu'ji '' 
and the head 
to trust **•W[ 
all his life, u 
■- ••jj| i- in;r \ . fa '* 
Vi —-roAMBIlg 
■^imcson, whom he had U'Uaiuvt 
^.iving himself so generally disa- 
10 fa '* agee/her h-J.ii'Jg -lie had fuev. .■ i 
Aiomg j or day, sbe sought her solitary pillow' rfic dance 
he left them as usual, but was soon brought back g rcea ble that pe young men in his employ were 
moved joyously on, and the gentle bride, in her 
robes of white, looked lovingly up to him who was 
UC leil tuern aa uauai, tj uv ** uittb fuc jwuug --1- J . . .. 1)„A,nn 
with a broken limb, which he had received from a no t sorry when about 5 o’clock, they saw him start her a in a . . 01 wu e ic nima c. 
J House in the Hollow forgotten by Alice in hei 
cnapter a.— xveveio,iauu.o. fall upon the ice. For Mm to work was now ini- f or home. , r i, n ,i 
“Father!” she exclaimed, “where did you possible, and Adelaide no longer objected when “I’ m glad he’s gone, any way, darn him,” mut- proBper 1 y ’ 1 om 1 ; twas ' a ]i save hisbiess- 
,me from’” her mother proposed that Peggy should be sent t ercd Chech, who had been, perhaps, the greatest cencc . ‘ . ’ .. , , •„] 
me iroin. 1 . ... ’. . . ... ib-.tbo bnd to mve. he said, and Alice prized 
/•nmii from S” L1CI' muiliei uiuputu ^ -- -- lereu unecic, null uuu ucui, - , , , . . , _.J i.i.lnArl 
“I came from Mr. Warren’s,” he answered, for sewing to Mr. Howland, who gave it to her su ff erer) and with a most contemptuous whistle lie ing t lat ic a 0 S 1VC > 10 sai > a 1 >,. d 
“He is dead, but I have been forgiven, and can readily, manifesting much concern for Mr. Hunt- looked after the retreating figure of liis master. th( J ™ ore v '’ hen she ' nc '' . ‘ n ‘ k 
once more walk the earth a free and fearless man. ington, whom Peggy represented as being in a Alice was not in the yard,—not in the parlor,— watched each opening bud, shielding than alike 
it the more when she knew how carefully he had 
watched each opening bud, shielding them alike 
Adelaide ” he continued, and in the tone of his most deplorable condition. uuhu wemusc. ——-- . . . e „i,„ 
voice and gleam of his eye there was something Two or three days afterwards as he was leaving feeliug which we experience when the one we love “ I wdl remember him or ns, . 1 . g , 
whTch^ mad eZ guilty girl tremble, “I have the store he received a message from the sick man, the h ? st is ab?ent . “She had gone to walk by the and as the days wore on many a timely gift found 
wmen iiititiL ’ . . . . _x x:. 1 .^ _ .. . f u’fuvn p.nt.taorn. where it was sorely 
not in the house. He knew it by that undefinable from storm and noon-day heat 
heard that of you which fills me with grief. Oh, 
my child, how could you so shamefully deceive 
LUC DIOIG -- 0 - / LUB UUBt Art UUrGUl. *1 - . . . 1 
who wished to see him, and in a short time he river » so Miss Elinor said, when questioned, its way to the brown cottage, where it was so y 
you so shamefully deceive stood at the bedside of Mr. Huntington, who told, ask i n g him in the same breath why he didn’t come needed, foi as the fall advanced Mi. Hi ntinlton 
7 in a few words, why he had been sent for. home S to dinner . grew worse, and o the other labors of his family 
?” she asked in well-feigned « They could not keep that house,-they must „ j was not hungry,” he replied. “ The prospect was added the task of ministering to him and pi 0 - 
1 am composed of letter^ five. 
Of syllables but one, 
Yet into words, if you but strive. 
Most easily I run. 
Ho but erase my 5tli and 1st, 
A beverage I become, 
But not to quench a sottish thirst, 
With no affinity for rum. 
Next but hide my 1st alone, 
Two stately steeds you see, 
Impatient to be gone, 
As steeds arc wont to be. 
Now but reverse these letters four, 
The main support of life am I, 
Though life’s i'i me no more, j 
’Twas lost without a sigh, 
tiv,.-.v.■ .,>..1 u-w displace, V 
Through all the watery spthe .and surge. 
To earth’s remotest verge. 
Withdraw my 2d now from sight. 
I'm made with many a stitch, 
Yet ever both by day and niglit 
I’m on the backs of poor and rich. 
My 2d and 3d next displace 
And your uncle’s name you see, 
Your uncle I 10 liis, though never his face 
Has been seen by you or by me. 
My whole, though mighty and strong, 
Is man’s obedient slave, 
For him I must toil the day long, 
Nor respite or rest do I crave. 
O’er the land he sendeth me, 
Alike through heat and snow, 
“ To the uttermost parts of the sea,” 
As he bids I am bound to go. 
Knoxville, Tenn., 1859. Outis. 
Answer in two weeks. 
ANSWERS TO ENIGMAS, &c., IN No. 472. 
“ What do you mean she asked m iveii-ieignea “ iney couia not xtqi “ I was not hungry," he replied. - me prospect - .- . 
surnrise for she would not admit anything until rent a cheaper one, and if no tenant for the Brown of log . AuCE has taken my appetite away. Do viding for his wan s 
r > .. TT 11 1 . j 1_ .. ... • /% t i Ao vntnnrpnttnr 
she knew how far she was implicated. 
House in the Hollow had been obtained, would Mr. y QU ^ b j nk she would stay with us, if I were to 
viding for his wants. Answer to Double. Aerostieal Enigma. 
As yet uo rent for the cottage had been paid, and seph Warren. 
Miss Elinor, when she remembered the ugly name Answer to Algcraic Froblem. s tiarc -o, s 
C’s 27—total 68. 
' Very briefly her father repeated to her what he Howland let him have it? he would try hard when adopthermy daughter?” MissELiNOR, when she rernembcredtneug y. ^ ^ 
had heard from Mr. Warren, and then awaited he got well to pay the rent,” and the strong man s Elinor didn’t think anything. She had not which Adelaide had called her, secretly w ished __ 
. . .. ... j _ ii. o,, , x_iiitL a.,™ w.itbpA . .... ...... sbe mi<rht he turned into the street. But nei - 
her answer' At first she thought to deny the eye s filled with tears just as little Alice Warren’s qu 7 t ' e forgivenhis unjust remark in the morning, she might be turned into the street. But her 
charge but she dared not give the lie to one then had done when words similar to these escaped her and failin to obtain satisfaction from her, he brother was more 01 giving, am vv len h 
l,l»g’dead, not far away, so she remained silent, lips. started in qncst of An.cn, who, he was sure, would nineteenth birthday came he 
tryin- in vain lo frame some excuse with which “Yes, he could have it,” Mr. How land said, |i ateM favorably to his plan of adoption. The tree Douse in the IIo 0 , c e 1 J i 
to appease her father, and also to find someway and the sum he asked for it was just what Mr. wbere sbe au d her father sat on that afternoon must collect the rent o ler own piopei y . 
of ao-ain binding Alice to secrecy, so that Mr. Warren had paid,—then fearing lest Adelaide by wheQ sbe had come s0 uear to death, was her favor- “ And 1 w0 ' ulc ' * 0 lfc ’ 00 ’ sp0 0 up * lss “ N0R ’ 
How land should never hear of her falsehoods, chance should enter the room, he hastened away, Ue resort> and here he now found her thinking of who > nevertheless, vvas just as sure then ot what 
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gard to her father, when she told him, as she weeks had brought to the haughty girl, who, when cost her a strugg le to decide the matter, but it was when she saw upon her sisters wr ting desk a "_ 
should do, that she had done it for the sake of her sbc heard of her father’s arrangement, flew into a beg ^ gbe tbou ght ; she could not always bc depen- 
mother, who could not endure to have the matter violent rage, declaring she would “ kill herself be- dent> and that very night she would answer “ yes.” 
known, and if the rest were kept from him, all f ore she’d live in that little shanty.” jj ut wby tbat s jg b> f a ; r Alice? Is it that you so 
might yet end well. 
re she’d live in that little shanty. jj u t w hy that sigh, lair Alice? Is it that you so 
But neither her wrath nor yet her tears could mucb dread to leave Miss Elinor, or has the brother from hem 
“ At that moment she remembered what Peggy shake her father’s determination, and when the first won a place within your heart? She could not tell. 
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“ Why then do you go ?” came to her startled 
ear, and Richard Howland stood before her. 
Springing to her feet she blushed and stammered 
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and in the terrified expression of her face, the chapter XI.-N^T Consequences. Springing to her feet she blushed and stammered that/thank her. # # 
motive for her conduct vvas revealed to her lather, * “ihoWv month of Tune ” out something about the watch dog Ponto whom Anot her year has nearly gone, and from the win- -with an 
who rather enjoyed than otherwise the passionate ^ llCS^sofZi she should mis» But it would not do. Mr. d g j- ^ be co ttage there shines a glimmering Club pape 
tears of anger and mortification which she shed, -and in ^ Howland was not to be deceived, and in her tell-tale JT “ hilc gather ! d round the hearth three lone P^-payA 
at finding herself thus betrayed to one whom she ard n °J LA ^’ ^owner of thew face he knew the watch dog Ponto meant himself! J^ mcn sit . They are now indeed alone,-the ^eoZ 
had loved as well as such as she could love. ^ ^ “Alice,” he said, “ sit down with me upon the ^ in the corncr [ s empty,-the husband and 7ZV 
“I understand you perfectly,” said Mr. Hunting- t, » br ifrht-haire d gentle Alme, who, when bank and tell me why you wish to leave us. father is gone. "When the last May flowers were The Po 
ton, advancing towards her as she lay weeping on ouse ; 1 ' j d s of adversity were overshadow- Auce obe 3' cd > but neither of them spoke until blooming an d the voice of spring was on the hills, to any pm 
the lounge, “and your punishment is just, for a ie « nc a c “ , ‘ .j t gbe a in coul d bc Mr. Howland, growing suddenly very bold, wound stron g me n carried him out into the open air, just Quarterly 
«rbr> pan abuse its father as you have abused mg ner me, area s b ; s arm around her waist and drew her to his lilinrl mini finfl in the villiifre Advert 
Alice obeyed, but neither of them spoke 
child who can abuse its father as you have abused uu mi, u.w.. t e 
enua vvno can auuaLi j „ as hapnv as she is in her new home. The grass 
Tup oiiffht never to be ttic wife of o. mixn like All. ‘II. * . .. . , ix^ 
me ougni nev li tu u crown grave in the quiet valley is not neglected 
Howlald. I will not reproach you further with g™™ grave » q > J 
„„ his arm arouud her waist and drew her to his they carried the blind man, and in the village ADVERTisEMENra-Twenty-Five Cents a Line, each inser- 
SS- _ , „ , x . . , . ... , , , ao J ’ . b *ion navable in advance. Our rule is to give no advertise- 
3 d, side. Twas the first time in Ins life he had ever church yard> not far from Hugo Warren s grave, ^ J llesa very brief) more than six to eight consecutive 
. u „ , “for vnnr sin has nor lie wno rcsieui meu; luiguuw., ..w 
your gmU, b co^ue ’ tor jn > >■ tear8 faU oftcn on the sod, she cannot wish that 
found you out, and I leave you to your own reflec¬ 
tions.” 
So saying, he passed on in quest of his wife, 
whose welcome to the repentant man was far more 
cordial than that of his daughter had been. Ade- 
he who resteth there forgotten, but though her found llimself in . a position like th ‘ s ’ a " dtbou S h they laid the weary down to rest. Wm. Hunting- inse rtions. Pa! 
. „ f. , tbn enri she cannot wish that it was very novel, -“"-very strange— he liked it ; he T0N - had saved the life of Richard Howland’s wife the Rural on s 
,77 ‘ , i -q wnrbl which was so trulv dark forgot, too, all about the adoption, and bending an d for this reason his family were not neglected, 
blmdjnan back m a world which was truly low> so that in case of an emergency, his lips^M though M iss Elinor took good care that not PUBLISHER’S SPECIAL NOTICES. 
B bas learned to be happy in her luxu- touch her cL “ ek > he " hispered, “ Alice ” enough assistance should be given them “ to keep ^ The Monbt We Receive ._ bu1s on all solvent Banks 
—happy in the tender love which Miss But what else he said the murmuring river never the trollop, Adelaide, from working.” - n the u s an( j Canada taken at par on subscriptions to the 
. -1 „„ I,„ r nnrl lnnnv too in told neither tlie summer air which lifted the golden In Richard Howland’s home all is joyous and rdral, but our agents and other friends will please remit 
lavishes upon her and mpp , 0 - ei . his anu , nor ye t the little bird, glad, and though the curtains of one room are New York New England or Canada money when con- 
other-like atlection oi mm who seems 'e. ,, , , , , . , venient. For all amounts over $la we prefer Drafts on either 
nbodiment of every manly virtue. He which from the overhanging boug oo e a,ic i y droppe , an le in s am c ose y s iu , is on v New York, Philadelphia, Boston, Albany, Rochester or 
- often with her for Richard Howland down upon them, shutting its round, bright eyes because the fussy old nurse will have it so, and not ] iuf T a i 0 (i es s exchange,) payable to our order—and all such 
o much in words as deeds, but in a with a knowing look as if it understood that because the young mother lying there is in any drafts may be mailed at our risk. 
n a i, P teii s her he is slad to have scene. It did understand, and the sight of them danger now. In the rosewood crib there sleeps a |y those who are forming large clubs, can forwardthe 
ITIL is ail he tens Cot, so that sitting there thus brought to »ind the dampest steady boy andThe bottom of his brie skirt 
to him. 
And Alice has learned to be happy in her luxu¬ 
rious home,—happy in the tender love which Miss 
touch her cheek, he whispered, “ Alice- 
enough assistance should be given them “ to keep 
“ri^d^^ished, for all hope of Elinor ever lavishes upon her, and happy, too, in 
winning AH Howland was gone, and, as the days the quiet brother-like affection of him who seems 
wore on she experienced, more and more, that the to her the embodiment of every manly virtue. He 
. ’ . ..aniakaj does not talk often with her, for Richard Howland 
But what else lie said the murmuring river never the trollop, Adelaide, from working.” 
told, neither the summer air which lifted the golden Iu Richard Howland’s home all is 
„ ., , does not xaiK ouen witu uw, 
-istence and deals not so tnnch in w.tds as deads hat in a 
return to his family circulated rapidly, and deith thousand little jays l,e tolls her he ,s glad 
it hand in hand, went the rumor of the wrong lie her there. And this is all i 
hid once done to the blind man, who, by the peo- neither she, nor yet his more 
pie of Oakland, was honored more in death than dream how sweet to him is the 
he had been in life, for they came in crowds to Ins ish voice, which often in e 
funeral, gazing pityingly at the white face of the sings some song of the olden 
n • „ ]1Tnrn „ r „, rain tbe leafy nionth of June,” out something about the watch dog Ponto whom Another year has nearly gone, and from the win- -with an extra copy for every Ten Subscribers over Thirty. 
, . ,, ’ woii 1-ont p-rounds of Rich- sbe should mis»But it would not do. Mr. dows of the cottage there shines a glimmering Club papers sent to different Post-offices, if desired. As we 
hkd Howland] hundreds of roses are blossoming, llght , whi l c gathered round the hearth three .one- mn.tLdL'A o»S 
but none so fair and beautiful to the owner of these face he knew the wat h dog Panto meant himselt l v womcn slt . They are now indeed alone ,— the per copy t0 tbe c iub rates of the Rural. The lowest price 
grounds as the rose which blossoms within the “Alice,” he said, “ sit down with me upon the bed in the corner is empty,—the husband and of copies sent to Europe, &c„ is $2,50-including postage. 
, . 7+1 i jfdit haired o-entle Alice who when bank and tel1 me w1 '/ you wisb to lcave us '” father is gone. AVhen the last May flowers were the Postage on the Rural is only Z'A cents per quarter 
House xne m g - »8 ’' d Alice obeyed, but neither of them spoke until blooming un d the voice of spring was on the hills, to any part of this State, and 6Kcts.Wwwy other State, if paid 
the grief-laden clouds of adversity were overshadow- suddenlv verv bold, wound ZlL quarterly in advance at the post-office where received 
Patent Medicines, &c„ are not advertised in 
in any conditions. 
use send us the best money 
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