Written for Moore’s Rural New-Yorker. 
SH AKSPE AKE, 
uninvited, thrust myself Into the inner court, 
and been paralyzed. 
1 did not go out for days. I could not bear to 
see a face. Ou one of these beautiful days, my 
little sister came running in from school, ex¬ 
claiming: 
“Oh! Carjue, who is that minister walking 
with Mrs. Grove? He gave me such a nice 
orange,” 
“Hush, child,” said I unwittingly. “Thatis 
a bad man. You must never speak of him 
again.” 
“He is too handsome to be bad," said the 
child, turning away disappointed. 
I was continually revolving In my mind the 
possibility of good results from interference on 
my part; but all my previous experience tangbt 
me that it would be in vain. Had it, not ever 
added fuel to flame, ever given flume to smoth¬ 
ered fire? No, I must but wait, in awful sus¬ 
pense, the denouement of this dread tragedy. 
Meantime I began to suffer for the want of 
air. Cards of callers had accumulated threaten¬ 
ingly on my hands. Reluctantly, at the urgent 
instance of friends, I dragged myself out. By a 
strange chance, my first call was upon a mutual 
friend of the Grovb‘8 ; after the first salutations, 
she said, casually: 
“ How lonely Louisa mnst be since Augustus 
left; but I suppose she hears from him daily.” 
“What do you mean,” I exclaimed, almost 
frantically; “ Mr. Grove away ?" 
“ Why, did you not know that Mr. Grove was 
called, by a telegram, on the 15th, (the evening 
after I was there!) to the bedside of a dying 
mother? He had no time to wait for Louisa, 
but left on the next train. His mother entreat¬ 
ed him not to leave her before her death, which 
is hourly expected.” 
I remembered now that I had not seen him 
pass tbo house since the fatal evening. 1 could 
not credit the reasons my friend gave me for his 
absence, but tremblingly prayed there might 
have been no bloodshed yet 
The more I dwelt on the fearful subject, the 
more I longed to test Looisa— to warn, admon¬ 
ish, control, if might be.—^Concluded next week. 
ing me, merely said, “You do not look so formi¬ 
dable. as you intended, Carrie. You could not 
reduce your rosy cheeks and starry eyes.” 
I was really vexed, that, after all my pains, 
she should presume to speculate in me. But I 
w'as determined, if she attempted to label me, 
I'd trample ro.y green ticket in the dust, with a 
vengeance. 
It was, then, as I expected; she had a lion! 
A handsome beast, ’twas true, but. us she 
brought him up, anxiously, thinks I to myself, 
“ Your lion may be a very valuable lion, but you 
can't wbeedle Carrie Marsh into being his 
keeper — its your menagerie, not mine.” With 
these amiable reflections, perhaps, dagnerreo- 
typed in my face, I returned a sufficiently for¬ 
bidding introductory bow. Of course I was, in 
politeness, bonnd to exchange at least a sentence 
or two courteously, but I persisted in confin¬ 
ing myself, wantonly, to the most unmitigated 
common-pi aces. 
But, ah t who is that gentleman with whom 
Loutsa is so lovingly promenading? Why has 
she not introduced that one to me? A mystery 
here! Something in their mawrer riveted my 
eyes upon them as they renewed «nd re-renewed 
their promenade. There was a wearness, an in¬ 
timacy of manner, which in Louisa I had never 
not even with Augustus. I was electrified; 
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In the ashes of aspiration, 
I stand an extinguished taper 
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PBESUMPTION’S EEWARD 
seen 
I think my companion mnst have -thought petri¬ 
fied, for be at last gave me a long look, a ming¬ 
ling of curiosity and amusement, and left me to 
my fate, no doubt thinking me cither intensely 
stupid or extremely sulky. 
At. a party I was never left long to dream. I 
was 60 on surrounded by a bevy of friends, ex¬ 
changing talrthful sailles for full half an hour, 
without more consciousness of what my lips 
were littering, than as if I were under the influ¬ 
ence of chloroform. But I was soon in the 
body again, for these very strangers were now 
both at my side. An introduction 10 Mr. Lvon 
(Louisa's enamorato) followed, and inrecMbly, 
I was entrapped into the most charming chit¬ 
chat in wLuii it was ever my fortune to be 
engaged. But it was not my will to be en¬ 
chained. I soon made some trifling excuse to 
move off. But from my stand point, I took 
occasion furtively to reconnoitre this dread 
unknown. His jxrsonncl was as fascinating as 
ills conversation. He looked no mediocrity, no 
common place, vapid parrot, but a man who 
mnst have been created when the first models 
were struck, before there had been so much 
diluting, and reducing, and cutting down. He 
waif a model for the sculptor — with the bearing 
of a nobleman, the face of an Apollo. Yet do 
you think 1 was in love ?— further from it than 
the Icehergs of the North Pole! Without a 
question, I hud determined, a priori, that he was 
a knave. His very manner —that insinuating, 
ingratiating, namelessly fascinating, peculiarly 
tender manner, toward Louisa, decided that. 
BY JENNIE BUCKBEE 
My friend, Louisa Grove, had been married a 
year. I bad been over, occasionally, to see bow 
her happiness got along. But I believed that 
after all I was not so very acute. Bor all I could 
see, the bridal moon still looked as large and full 
asever. It was “my dear!” and—“Just as you 
think, Augustus as much as ever. 
But when Louisa got married, she threw, 
perhaps tmcorscjonsly, a sw ing gate, between 
us; and when I drove up, dashing and eontfdent, 
and demanded admittance, up flew the gate, but 
never down! It, swung expectant, leaving just 
space enough for mo to pass out; so that if I 
were in, I was equally out. of her confidence, or 
only so far admitted, that I could pass out at 
every dangerous moment. I did not know this. 
Words had never revealed it. But 1 believe I 
inhaled it intuitively, as a nervous persou in¬ 
hales damp air. It made me chilly, and uncom¬ 
fortable, and rheumatic. 
Now most people view married life as the 
finale of all butnfin hopes —the legal ultima, 
tfnde of all pilgrimage. Is it so? Commences 
not then and there, your real, first discipline in . 
life?—adiscipline which you cau no longer shirk 
off on some poor brother or sister— on some 
poor old father and mother, who have always 
loved yon too much ? Yon have no oue now to 
laugh at your ugliness, to love you in spite of 
yonr iaults. No, my dear, yon mnst now stand 
on your own ground. You can be loved no 
The nnderalirned having been engaged to prepare ami 
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Aqenlad 
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Actra planted, Number t.f Trees, Vinca and RnWies of 
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LY Of Fruit Prill..tn Name, V 0 „ County, State. 
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8eller - c . „ W. C. FLAGG, 
Alton, ULfun^g 19 Sute liulUculUll ' ul 
He that, does as well in private between God 
and Lis own soul as In public, in pulpit, in thea¬ 
ters, and market-places, hath given himself 
a good testimony that his purposes are full 
of houcsty, nobleness und integrity. For what 
Elkauah said to the mother of Samuel, “Am 
not I better to thee than ten sons?” is most 
certainly verified cencerning God, that be who is 
to be our judge is better than ten thousand wit¬ 
nesses.— Jeremy Taylor . 
self. I knev? th ‘t 1 was mal apropos. I could 
not rally. Au Incubus of foreboding ill oppress¬ 
ed me. A crowd of emotions surged iike stormy 
waves through my heart, threatening to betray 
me, and wreck my self-possession at any mo¬ 
ment. It. was a commingling of terror for 
Louisa, pity for Augustus, and (heaven forgive 
the selfishness) confirmation of my own self- 
constituted verdict, for life. For this tragedy 
decided me irri’V cably. Augustus had yet to 
reason his donlt to confirmation, while I, 
woman as I was,‘‘jumped at the verdict, “Lost, 
lost!” No jury In Christendom would have con¬ 
victed Louisa from the items I have named. 
The evidence on which I relied was a some¬ 
thing felt, rather tbun to be worded. All my 
olcll 9 YC for Louisa could not bribe my judg¬ 
ment. 
I could detect no change in her manner 
toward Augustus. She met him with the 
same smile, the same “Ju^t us you thiuk, 
Augustus. But I fancied her eye did not 
brighten as of old at his approach. Her eyes 
were veiled by ihe longest, most beautiftal eye¬ 
lashes I ever saw. We bad often laughed at my 
“peering behind the curtain of her eyes” to 
catch the expression. Perhaps they veiled now 
an expression 1 missed. 
But this evening of years was now come to its 
close. Mechanically I went through, as briefly 
as possible, the usual nleauingless compliments 
at parting. Almost nncomciofisly 1 was ready 
for home and about to leave, when Louisa 
sprang to my side, say mg in her most joyous 
manner: 
“Wait a moment, Carrie dear, we will ac¬ 
company you home!" 
“No,” I replied with a shudder, “I am not 
alone.” 
But “toef” 
I looked up quickly. Louisa was on Mr. 
Lyon’s arm! 
I spurned their offer with disdain 
nr* Her mirror may satisfy a lady that her 
dress U faultless that all that can fascinate the 
eye Is combined in heF costume— but yet. she 
will not consider herself irresistible until she 
has added the crowning charm to her attractions, 
by sprinkling Phaion’o “ Night-Blooming Ome¬ 
ns” on her lace haudkerchlef. Sold everywhere. 
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For Moore's Rural New-Yorker. 
BIOGRAPHICAL ENIGMA. 
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My 10, S, 32. 81,7 is n mountain in South America. 
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My 24,15,12,14, 21 is a river In Arkansas. 
My whole Is a true saying. 
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at the same 
time saying impulsively, “ where is Agustub?” 
“ Oh,” she replied, with an air of unaffected 
innocence, “he was unexpectedly called out.” 
“Augustus called out,” I muttered as I ■en¬ 
tered my own door, “and Louisa”—I dare not 
whisper more even to myself, but hurried t-o my 
room, to pass a sleepless night in the shadow of 
this tragedy so soon to be euacted at a fireside 
as sacred to me as rny own. 
“And is this allot wedded bliss,” I nitsrmured 
meekly; “is this love’s eternal, undying con¬ 
stancy ? No lovers ever gave more promise 
tbun these, more perfect apparent harmony 
could not exist. Two twin lily buds, born on 
the same stem, could not have Bloomed and 
faded more uniformly. Whs thte beautiful indi¬ 
viduality to be lost iu the blending of two souIb 
in one? All dream of happfneaa then was a 
failure, all Wedded bliss ft misnomer. With my 
heart’s friend 1 must lose faith—faith in all but 
Heaven and God!” 
“I had no crushed, Bleeding, buried love of 
my own to agonize ovpr, I was heart free, I 
had never been engaged, but I could not be 
Ignorant of my power to command what the 
world calls love, viz., a craven, impulsive adrnl- 
rution of my waxen face. What pretty blonde, 
with roses and lilies set in a tolerably classic 
vase, with golden ringlet pendants, has not her 
host of Beau Bkummel retainers dying to pay 
life-court to—a picture! But 1 disdained flat¬ 
tery, and longed for the refreshing society of a 
friend who could forget my beauty in what I 
considered to bo my more worthy attractions. 
But now I despaired of all mortal love. I had, 
1 neaeve tier? rna not Louisa Harlow ever 
been the 6oul of truth? Ah! dowu came the 
swing-gate with a clash — I did not believe her! 
There was, usually, much company at the 
Grove’s. I was always invited. Louisa was 
handsome and attractive. I, spy that I was, 
often wondered that Augustus did not get 
jealous. Louisa, loo, the girls were so obse¬ 
quious around Augustus! They, in their in¬ 
nocence forgotthc wife, when they hived around 
the married man, because he was married ! And 
this is common. As society its, girls, in their 
eagerness to avoid the suspicion of seeking the 
society of young men, (all into the opposite ex- 
tr eme ol courting married men. But I couldn’t 
see that Louisa had a jealous pang! I couldn’t 
see that Augustus followed Louisa with even 
anxious eyes. 
At the reunions there were, very frequently, 
strangers. Oltcu their own immediate blends 
brought, their chance visitors. One evening 
Louisa sent for me in haste; in her note, enjoin 
ing me tu dress well and becomingly. Now, by 
a spirit ol aniugunSsm, I went in severest quake r 
garb. My hair, (my admired russet ringlets,) 
drawn so ungratefully tight over my poor ears, 
as to give me my just deserts —a miserable 
headache. But, even when I suspected a 
match-maker was about to lay hold of me, my 
combativeness arose alarmed, calumniating in 
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Answer to Miscellaneous Enigma: 
“Of all sad words of tongue or pen, 
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