Written for Moore’s Rural New-Yorker. 
ON THE HILLSIDE. 
the memory of that tweet face, but had hardly 
dared to hope that lie might ever press such 
kieses upon it. But ler heart had leaped out of 
her eyes. He knew his hope was realized. She 
looked up, by and by, looked fearfully lest she 
might miss the 6 ight if him. And then he had 
to tell her the story of his capture and escape. 
How his name had bten reported as killed in* 
tead of missing, nov the wound he received 
in making the escape,had sent him to the hos¬ 
pital, and hindered bin from writing; aud sub¬ 
sequently procured him a leave of absence from 
his command until he should fully recover. If 
he had known she was so weak and sick, he 
would not have surprised her so. He was sun- 
browned, and just the same handsome, noble- 
looking man as when hi went away, but he wore 
a Colonel's eagles nov instead of a Captain’s 
bars. His services at Chickamauga” had won 
him this promotion. 
He was not so sorry for surprising her, after 
all, for in her sudden and intense joy the wo- 
man’s heart betrayed her. Aud, holding her 
two puny hands in a tender, thrilling clasp, he 
looked into her drooping eyes and told her she 
was more to him than til the world beside. 
0 my sisters! was it not worth trial and sac¬ 
rifice, and much pain to win at last the best and 
eternal love of one of Goo's noblemen ? 
Clinging to his sheltering arm, the girl leaned 
her head agamst him, aud her heart was flooded 
with such happiuess 03 swept away every vestige 
of the flimsy pasEion she had once known. 
Mrs. Darling was joyfully startled on coming 
in from a neighbor’s to find Col. Graves sitting 
with the radiant invalid. The family took pos¬ 
session of him straightway, and he had to relate 
again his adventures in “ Dixie,” and talk to 
them all, 80 he did not get to speak in private 
with Ursula again, till that evening, after in¬ 
quisitive little Allte had gone to bed, and Mr. 
and Mrs. Darling had adjourned to the sitting- 
room. 
In the long talk that followed, while Colonel 
Graves sat holding the hand which had sur¬ 
rendered itself to him lor life, and smoothing 
the dark bands of hair agaimt the girl’s shining 
temples, he paused once, and looking doubtively 
and pityingly into her face, said : 
“ Ursula, I saw Frank Ellerton at ‘Cbiek- 
amauga.’ ” 
“ Did you ?”—there was no pain in her tones; 
it was simply surprise. 
“I thought perhaps you had not forgotten 
him yet.” 
• “I have not. 0 Henry! I wonder you did 
not hate me for that rash, foolish act!” 
“My little, girl, that was when I began to love 
you. I had suffered as yon did once, and knew 
how strong your temptation had been. When I 
was a young Sophomore at College, I fell into 
just such an infatuation. My nature is strong, 
and so was that flret, foolish dream. The lady 
was an accomplished flirt and she favored my 
advances, until Eome more eligible suitor pre¬ 
sented himself. She was married,”—he paused, 
the pain this coofesrion * him \\«w visible; 
“ but I thank god to-day, that He snatched that 
worthless bauble from me, and led me on to win 
and wear this little pearl,” 
It was very sweet to be praised so by one 
whom she knew would not stoop to flatter. 
He was silent a moment, and then said: 
“Did I tell you how I saw Lieut. Ellerton ?” 
“ No. Was he wounded ?” 
“ Ursula, he was dead!” 
“ 0 Henry !” 
“ He was dead. I wondered when I saw him 
lying there, if my little girl would grow pale, 
and gasp when I told her. I hope he is happy, 
Ursula.” 
“So do I. But, Henry, looking back at that 
strange infatuation, I cannot but thank the J 
Chastener for the strong pain it cost me, that 
led me to Him for peace, and crowned my life 1 
with the sweetest blessing that ever falls to the 
lot of woman.” 
REMARKABLE INVENTION IN 
BY CLIO STANLEY, 
“The love is there yet,” she murmured. 
“Oh! I cannot murder it! I must love some¬ 
thing with this great tenderness of my nature. 
But that idol is cast away forever. What can I 
love now?” 
“ Ope door, ’Sula ; baby want to come in!” 
Allib had wakened from her afternoon nap, 
and 6tood pulling the door-knob outside. An 
angel seemed to have auswered Ursula’s ques¬ 
tion:—“Love your little sister, and your pa¬ 
rents to whom affection is dne, with tenderness 
and fonduess, but give your worship to God I” 
Allib was quite surprised to be received and 
caressed in her sister’s arms so tenderly, and 
clung to her with increasing trustfulness.' 
“Did you ever love me 60 hard, before?” she 
questioned in her quaint, childish way, while 
the girl’s tears fell over her bright head. 
“I have been very selfish," acknowledged the 
conscience of Ursula Darling. “God help 
WANTED TO GO TO MORROW. 
Once more I stand beneath the trees, 
Waiting the coming of the breeze, 
That rocks the tall pines far above, 
Then gentlier comes with voice of love 
To greet my ear,—for here I stood 
In days gone by, within this wood, 
A happy maiden, gathering np 
Delight from every acorn-cnp, 
And weaving fancies, brighter far 
Than evening’s pure and holy star. 
The op'ning flower and bursting hud 
Oft charmed me to their solitnde, 
And taught me lessons, that to-day 
For worlds I would not cast away; 
For growing on the earth’s green breast, 
Of all her love and care confest, 
Those little blossoms taught me still 
That, to obey sweet Nature's will, 
Is life and health and purity— 
Sweet benlson6 that often lie 
Unnoticed in the very air 
We breathe, and in the blossoms’fair 
We plnck to deck our brows. 
Oh I pleasant is the pathway down 
The hill. My senses fairly drown 
Themselves in scents of new-mown hay, 
And sonnds of lowing kine, away 
In valley meadows, and the swell 
Of the sweet echoing villnge bell, 
Chiming the sunset hour. Afar 
I see the last bright, golden bar 
Of day let down; and now the West 
Puts on her twilight robes,—the best 
Of all the day to me, while in 
The wood behind me, the sweet din 
Of birds is hnsbed, for in their nests, 
Safe shelered by the mother-breasts, 
The tiny broods are gathered, there 
To slumber ’till the morning fair 
Woos their slight wings to tempt the breeze 
That rustles through the maple leaves. 
How many a time I've wandered where 
The earth held treasures, rich and rare, 
Of Autumn leaves, pausing awhile 
To see the snlight's radiant smile 
Drop softly on ihem; Treading then 
With cautions footsteps over them, 
Down-stooping oft, to feast my sight 
With these sweet childen of the light, 
Yellow and red and tender green, 
And purple, rarest color seen 
Among the leaves,—a bright bonqnet 
That rivalled all the blooming May. 
To-day, my thoughts are wandering back— 
I hasten up the hillside track. 
And summon from the forest houghs 
The birds to chant their tender vows. 
The nimble squirrel to leap forth 
And joy again upon the earth, 
The merry wind to come once more 
And blow, as in those days of yore, 
Its breath upon my forehead,—flowers 
To bring me scents of summer hours, 
And cooling rill and healing stream. 
That, at their murmur, I may deem 
Myself at rest once more among 
The hillside shadows; these belong 
To me, for, whether far or near. 
At birth or death-time ot the year, 
Within my heart must still abide 
The glories of that far hillside. 
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Morrow is a station on t be Lit tle Miami Road, 
about forty mile6 from Cincinnati. A new 
brakeman on the road, who didn’t know the 
names of the] stations, was approached by a, 
stranger the other day, while standing by his 
train at the depot, who inquired— 
“ Does this train go to Morrow to-dny?” 
“No,” said the brakeman, who thought the 
stranger was making game ofhim, “it goes to¬ 
day, yesterday, week after next.” 
“You don’t understand me,” persisted the 
stranger, “I want to go to Morrow.” 
“ Well, why in thunder don’t you wait until 
to-morrow, then, and not eome bothering around 
to-day. Yon can go to-morrow or any other 
day you please.” 
“ Won’t, you answer a civil question civilly ? 
will this train go to-day to Morrow?” 
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As tbe stranger who wanted to go to Morrow 
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CHURCH MUSIC 
Meantime her soldier friend was marching 
and fighting in the gallant Army of the Cumber 
land, and she searched and listened for news 
from that Department with untiring interest. 
Their correspondence was regularly carried on, 
and L ksula felt strengthened in all her good 
impulses, and the finer part of her nature pre¬ 
dominated under his influence. She carried his 
words and ideas in her heart daily, and when she 
covered her head in the Mighty Presence, for 
evening devotion, his name dwelt longest in her 
petition;—“ Her friend and counselor." 
He had been promoted to the rank of Major, 
and she read in the daily papers accounts of his 
gallant services, and the high esteem in which he 
was held by the Comntanilir.>ir Geuerai, But she, 
poor child, forg-other patriotic pride In this, with 
the fear that he might be smitten and fail among 
those whose blood consecrated the banner of the 
“ Stripes and Stars.” She had grown to regard 
him as a brother. They had learned much of 
each other in their correspondence. She thought 
she could not have borne it if he were killed. 
Ursula had heard nothing more of Frank 
Ellerton after he left Elmsford, which was a 
few days after their Interview. Was the girlish 
passion conquered ? The remembrance pained 
her still, for 6uch things cannot be easily over¬ 
come; but that pain had been the means whiph 
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[Concluded from page 332 last number.] 
Lieut. Frank Ellerton called a few days 
after that, while Mrs. Darling was out shop¬ 
ping, and lie knew the coast was clear. Now, 
to do this young gentleman justice, we may say 
that he was Blightly fascinated with Ursula 
Darling’s winsomeness, and desired a protract¬ 
ed flirtation. He did not comprehend the finer 
part of tbe girl’s nature, but thought she was 
worth his attention, and he would enjoy her 
company whenever he could. 
As he expected, Ursula met him at the door, 
for Bridget was out gossiping with a neighbor¬ 
ing Irish giri, for which the poor child felt 
thankful when she admitted Lieut. Ellerton. 
She was very cool, he thought; and he was just 
going to joke her on her moroseness, when, 
without offering him a seat, after they had en¬ 
tered the parlor, she turned and confronted him 
with quiet dignity. 
“Frank Ellerton,”— her tones were firm, 
though the fluttering in her throat almost suffo¬ 
cated her,—“I went to meet yon last Tuesday 
night, though I blush to own it; and I heard 
your remarks about myself and parents, while 
I stood where you did not see me. 1 allowed 
your presence in this house to-day that I might 
tell you of it. Hereafter, never intrude your¬ 
self again. That is all I have to say J" 
And it was well said, as Ellerton’s cheeks, 
blanched with mingled surprise and anger fully 
proved. 
“But Ursula,” lie apologised, “that was 
only in fun, you know—” 
She would hear the mean palliation no farther, 
but pointed significantly to tbe door, and bowed 
coldly. Lieut. Fran*Ellerton departed hur¬ 
riedly, witii a very tmgentiemanly and impious 
imprecation on his lips. Ursula flew to her 
room, and bolting the door, Hung herself on the 
bed, sobbing. 
“Thin is a wicked, hateful world,” she 
thought, “aud there isn’t anything in it worth 
loving. Everything is false. No, • there’s no¬ 
thing true but Heaven,’ and Heavenlg n ‘t mine," 
She lay quietly lor some time, trying to regain 
control of herfielf— trying to put away from her 
heart, that handsome, bewitehlng face that she 
had just seen white with passion, and whose 
mouth uttered curses. But it would rise before 
her, with the eyes all aflame with that look, and 
its old bewildering charm thrilled her again and 
snr. DAKLi xo urougnmome mestartlmu news 
one night after the result of the battle was de¬ 
termined, and the lists of killed and wounded 
were coming in. His daughter rose up and left 
the room—went and stood out in the calm, chill 
starlight, looking up to the Heavens he had 
taught her to love. With the news of his loss 
the knowledge, came that he was more than all 
the world to her. It was no mushroom passion; 
it had grown with her growth, and twined itself 
among the very fibers of her life. It had become 
a great, strong, life-giving love that was to last 
til rough eternity. Did God intend to mock her 
forever? She had striven very hard to mould 
herself to His will, had renounced all unholy 
nnd degrading passions. He had placed thi6 
precious and mighty love in her heart, aud now 
had torn away its object —the man she had 
grown to trust and love beyond ail other men. 
Ursula was very ill after this. The grave’s 
shadow fell over her. But a strong constitution, 
and the tender nursing of a softened mother, 
who was the only witness to her ravings, brought 
her back to life again. Months of convalescence 
followed, in which no smile came to the patient, 
month uf Ursula Dablino. She had lived be¬ 
cause it was God’s will— so she tried to be 
thankful and resigned. 
Sitting in her arm-chair by the open window 
one breezy April morning, before she had yet 
quite recovered, »be leaued hack wearily to let 
the sweet spring air breathe over her. 
“ Let. me begin a new, sanctified life with the 
freshening year, OGod!” she whispered peace- 
LATITUDE AND LONGITUDE OF SUNDAY, 
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H DrTT rCa >21 upon the subject of 
Between the fifty-fourth and fifty-ninth de¬ 
grees of north latitude—that is to say, between 
John O’Groat’s House and the boundary line 
which divides England jroui Scotland—it is con¬ 
sidered contrary to good morals and religion to 
play musical instruments on Sunday, or to sing 
any songs but sacred once Within these paral¬ 
lels of latitude whistling on Sunday is downright 
impiety. Get into a train bound for the south, 
and In two hours’ time you will have left, the 
whistling parallel behind you. You may whis¬ 
tle now on Sunday; you may sing what song yon 
please; you may play the fiddle; nay, you may 
even danec, and few will challenge your pleas¬ 
ure. It is but a twelve-hours’ ride from Edin¬ 
burgh to London. At six o’clock in the morn¬ 
ing you are whistling over your breakfast in 
Princes street, and tbe Scotch lassie in attend¬ 
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ning you are listening to the band in Regent’s 
park; and thousands of English lassies are there, 
dressed in all their beat, aud promenading to 
the time. If you were to bring the Scotch lassie 
up aud show her this scene—horns blowing, 
drums beating, and ten thousand couples sweet- 
hearting under the trees—she would draw in her 
breath aud exclaim, “Eh, gude he here! Did 
ony body see the like—playing polkas on Suu- 
day! 1 wonder whoar they expect to gang to ?” 
But now, in t urn, take one of these English las¬ 
sies over with you to Paris; move her from 
where the latitude is 0 to the sixth parallel east, 
and she will be as much shocked to ecu the Pa¬ 
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promenading Regent’s park and playing polkas. 
A few degrees oi latitude make a difference one 
way; a lew degrees of longitude another. Go 
north, and you must not whistle; come south 
and you may play the fiddle; move sidewise, a 
little towards t he east, and you may whistle, play 
the fiddle, aud go to the play. Which parallel 
rules the right morality iu this matter I will not 
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