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NIGHT SONG. 
B Y It. B. DA VKSl’O R T. 
The night winds uro sighing 
Their sorrowful wall; 
The white clouds are liying 
O'er forest and vale ; 
The dim stars are blinking 
Through vapory space. 
And still I am thinking 
Of one sweet face! 
Far down in the meadow 
Where violets dream, 
Under the shadow 
Of trees, by the stream. 
The katydids linger 
With weirdest of cries, 
Till the dawn’s rosy finger 
Faints over the skies. 
And the gray owl is saying 
His grumbling say, 
Where the grim boughs are swaying 
With outlines gray ; 
And still I ant dreaming 
Of one sweet face, 
With starry eyes beaming 
Their infinite grace! 
time between good and bad. Alone, lie 
cursed himself for a fool and a brute, thus to 
ruin his own prospects and grieve his 
parents' hearts, and formed excellent resolu¬ 
tions that were to make a man of him. At 
The Comers, with a group of youth who 
liked him because lie spent money freely for 
them, and who flattered his cleverness, lie 
lived lmt for the present moment, and de¬ 
lighted to crowd into that all the wild enjoy¬ 
ment in his power. And Iyillttm’s rang 
every night nearly with the carousings of 
these choice spirits, who had a spirit choice 
indeed to lead them, and lacking only the 
element of positive strength to render it 
truly beautiful. 
When his mother died, his good resolu¬ 
tions took deeper hold, and for a time it 
seemed that his better nature was success¬ 
fully asserting itself. Death sobers life. A 
white face in a coffin is a more Impressive 
sermon than was ever preached from any 
pulpit. It is such a prophecy of the future 
w f - ^ . as even the most careless can but give some 
fnr 11llicit ft thoughtful heed to. It, says, in silent, 
Cg? * touching eloquence,—*' What you are I was; 
: - - TVhflt I am you will be. Life is only a fleet 
PPTwrriiT T 1 TUT ft t)t , 'd tt ci fancy j death is the reality which comes 
ELI WEEN 1 WO PERILS : to all. Breath was sweet to me, as it is 
IS UK W ORTH SAA^ING? sweet to you; but 1 yielded it, as you must 
by A. "aThopkjns. ? ield h > f n<1 now 1 li(: hQre > a « X™ will lie 
- hero, a thing once loved, now' lamented, soon 
(Continued from pugu K' 18 , last No.] to moulder lllto dust.” 
chapter ill. That white face touched him more than 
Esquire Langwku. had died one month words could. Over it his impressible nature 
before, following his wife to the family burial readied out after what seemed easy to grasp 
ground after the lapse of somewhat over a worthiness through an upright life, lie got 
year, lie had died rich in years, in kindly nearer to heaven, then, than since his In¬ 
regard, m knowledge of men, and in houses fancy, and there must have been rejoicing 
and lands. Because of his material riches, among the angels, But this was of short 
neighborhood curiosity had at once pro- duration. Jlis weakness was a strong power 
pounded the inquiry,— “ Ibis lie left a will V” pulling him down. Before it, resolutions were 
i lie query was n natural one, hut it failed of of no avail, Joviality wooed his cleverness, 
satisfactory answer. 'The ’Squire’s house and he fell into the old course slowly but 
keeper, and one outsider in his temporary surely, weakly fighting himself from time to 
employ, had been called to witness a doeu- time, but gaining little or no real vantage 
ment said to be his last will and testament, ground. 
and Mr. Makepeace Lawmore volunteered Tin- ’Squire’s decease echoed the sermon 
the statement that he himself executed such death had preached to him a year previous ; 
a paper. But Mr. Lawmore further declared hut though the application was no less 
that the ’Squire retained said paper in his earnestly eloquent, it did not produce so 
own possession, and it was certain it could marked an effect. Good people whose 
not be found. And Mr. Lawmore was of business it was to sympathize with him in 
the opinion that said paper had been dc- his bereavement were shocked to sec that 
stroyed. after the first lew days lie visited The Cor- 
AVJiat, was the use of any will? Why ners just as often as ever, and amused him- 
should the ’Squire leave one, any way ? self in ways no less doubtful. To some of 
Everybody knew his son Joseph would re- these, who had no comprehension of the di- 
eeivc the whole properly. There might versifies in human temperament, his conduct 
have been a small legacy to the housekeeper, was only explainable in the supposition that 
Mrs. Lamb vy, perhaps, and one or two other he was wholly given over to the Evil One 
At the time our first record begins Faitit 
Works had taught through two winters, 
and the summer between, with satisfaction 
to all. It was something .almost magical— 
the way in which she managed her entire 
company of learners. A few, whose belief 
in woman’s capacity was not very great any 
way, had said the scholars would completely 
override her authority,—that, she could do 
nothing with great, rough fellows older than 
herself; aud had predicted the close of 
school within a month. But they found out 
differently. The little ones came to her with 
their hearts in their hands, ami made her 
their idol, touching her in their near worship; 
and I am afraid before the first winter was 
over that more than one of the rough fel¬ 
lows alluded to wanted to come to her in the 
same manner, hut dared only worship afar off. 
of, and the mouth therefore took on a com¬ 
pressed, firm look that betokened strength 
ot character; and the entire profile was too 
long for the roundness of real beauty. But 
the eyes! They lit lip the whole face. They 
gave a soul to that rare smile which was the 
face’s greatest attraction. In their dark yet 
clear depths you saw reflected somewhat 
of that deeper nature which made Faith 
onus more than a common woman. I 
cannot describe them. Were 1 a poet I 
might go into rnphsodies over their loveli¬ 
ness, their speakingness; hut even then I 
should not paint them as they seemed to all 
who looked into them. 
Faith sat there in her dreamfulness longer 
than she knew,—sat there until the sun cast, 
lengthening shadows as it. sank behind the 
western hills, and its last rav shimmered into 
Generally quiet, seldom demonstrative, it 1,16 little school-room, lighting it with n 
would have puzzled a stranger to tell in wliat sudden glory, and flushing her already 
the charm of her discipline really consisted, flushed cheek to a deeper tint. 
Indeed she could not have told herself. They 
were all her friends, she supposed—all these 
rather turbulent elements known as hoys 
and girls, commonly difficult to keep in har¬ 
mony. All her friends, and intent on main¬ 
taining order and acquiring knowledge. All 
her friends they certainly were; hut what 
subfile something made and held them such? 
Bhc could not have answered; 1 cannot an¬ 
swer, It would he hard to analyze an influ¬ 
ence. It is so tangible it can he felt, yet so 
intangible you cannot pick it to pieces and 
tell its component parts. A smile is a smile, 
and more. But what more? Something 
that thrills to your inmost being—that cheers 
and warms yon. Heat warms you; hut is a 
smile heat? 
I believe there is in every district, school 
one spirit of mischief incarnate. At The 
Corners, Bun Graver was this one. With 
a cool impudence astonishing in ids ton 
years, he had at the outset bid defiance in 
cunning ways to the new teacher, as he had 
Joseph Langwki.l, passing on his usual 
visit to the post-office, looked through the 
open door and saw the picture. It attracted 
him. Passing through the narrow entry, 
he stopped at. the inner door unobserved. 
As seen there the two afforded a marked 
contrast,—she with her slight figure, her 
dark hair, her firm-set mouth; he with his 
tall, strong form, light, curling hair, rounded 
face and mouth with little will in its lines. 
Some motion that he made drew her at¬ 
tention. She looked up and smiled. 
“ Dreaming, Miss Works?” 
“I must have been, I think. It is not 
often I indulge in the luxury; hut who could 
help it in the light of such a sunset?” and 
she pointed through the window to where 
the sky was tender with soft coloring. 
“No one, I am sure. And why should 
you help it ! he asked, as lie sat down on 
a cool impudence astonishing in Ids ten one of the low benches. “ You have a right 
years, he had at the outset bid defiance in to dream, after a day of such toil as yours, 
cunning ways to the new teacher, as he had The workers have a good title to rest. Now 
done to every teacher, more or less openly, I never work, yet I’m forever dreaming.” 
since learning his n-b-os, [Jut even incar- ** Pleasant dreams, of course?” she queried. 
warm earnestness,—some one of those things 
a woman can say so well when she wants to 
avoid the real theme started,—when a small 
form appeared in the entry, a round lace 
looked curiously in, and a sharp voice we 
have heard before sang out: 
“ Mebbo you didn’t know ’twas a’ most 
dark, Miss Works. Mam’s been spectin’ 
ye to supper morc’n an hour.” 
Miss Works started suddenly, conscious 
now that the twilight was indeed begun. 
“Come in, Bub; I’ll go right along with 
yoli in a moment. I didn’t, know it was so 
late. My dreams and Mr. Langwei.i, have 
kept me longer than 1 knew.” 
“ The latter offers a humble apology,” he 
said. “ And yet. you might have dreamed 
until this time if I hadn’t interrupted you.” 
“ Apologies are not needed, except to Mrs. 
Graver, for keeping her supper waiting. I 
will make those directly.” 
i hey passed out of the school-room, and 
Bun busied himself with putting the padlock 
on the door, while his teacher and Joseph 
Lakowell walked on. Then he followed 
them at a little distance, switching the daisy 
heads with a whip he carried, and muttering 
to himself,— 
“Joe needs her, that’s a fact; ’n he talked 
real good in there. But the fool don’t de¬ 
serve her, for he’ll go over to Kiluem’s and 
git on another spree afore nine o’clock, and 
let them other fellows make a ninny of him. 
Joe’s a fool, Joe is.” 
But Joseph Langwei.t, was less a fool to¬ 
night than in some time. lie left Miss 
Works at the widow Graver’s gate, caus¬ 
ing that woman to wonder not a little over 
the school-mistress’ company, called at the 
post-office, and then took himself’back home, 
much to the astonishment of certain youth 
who were gathered at Kri. rum's, awaiting 
his coming, and passing Mr. Makrpeace 
La whore with a pro-occupied and rather 
distant nod, whereat that gentleman also 
wondered.—[To he continued. 
me opinion that said paper had been dc- Ids bereavement were shocked to sec that 
stroyed. after the first few days lie visited The Cor- 
AVliat, was the use of any will? Why ners just as often as ever, and amused him- 
should the ’Squire leave one, any way ? self in ways no less doubtful. To some of 
Everybody knew his son Joseph would re- these, who had no comprehension of the di- 
eeivc the whole property. There might versifies in human temperament, his conduct, 
have been a small legacy to the housekeeper, was only explainable in the supposition that 
Mrs. Lamrav, perhaps, and one or two other he was wholly given over to the Evil One. 
trifles; hut Joe was the only heir, and it They had no true opinion of Ids character. 
was not likely the ’Squire would think the 
trouble of a will necessary. 
So the ’Squire had been buried, and Joe 
Langweui/, so noted for ids cleverness, had 
entered into undisputed possession of that 
fortune which the good people round about 
predicted he would spend within five years, 
and then die in the gutter. And Joe him¬ 
self, well knowing Ids own weakness, and 
painfully conscious that his innate longing to 
lead a nobler, worthier life was of lit.tie avail 
against the manifold temptations lie en¬ 
countered, was strongly inclined to think 
their prediction would prove true. 
In his early manhood Esquire Langwei.t, 
spent many years at the South. A pulmonary 
nfleclion rendered removal from our rigorous 
climate desirable, and going to Georgia he 
tarried there; finally married there. Three 
years later, his wile and two-year-old daugh- 
lu their estimation he was entirely bad. 
Erring in many things, they regarded him as 
a tearful illustration of total depravity. Of 
his longings, his self-loathings, his sometime 
wretched despair, they caught no sign. His 
outwardness they particularly noted; Ids 
inner being they never even vaguely divined. 
chapter iv. 
The school-house at The Corners stood on 
an open plat of ground, unprotected and un¬ 
cared for. The bleak winds of winter smote 
it unchecked; 1 lie scorching suns of summer 
burned down upon it unrelieved by ought of 
shade. It was a plain, one-story affair, ig¬ 
norant of paint, weather-beaten and stained 
without, whittled and stained within. Cliar- 
nated mischief lmd yielded sway to that 
strange, indescribable, silent power which 
seemed to exhale from Faith Works’ pres¬ 
ence. In the last two years Bub had grown 
very tender toward his kind instructor. Mis¬ 
chievous ns ever, lie never premeditated mis¬ 
chief that would give tier pain. And to 
please her lie would go anywhere, do any¬ 
thing in his power. In his imaginings some¬ 
times he used to see angels, especially on 
those summer afternoons when he would lie 
by the hot*.", under the great maples and 
watch ilii* clouds sail by; but they all looked 
just like her,—tuC}' all had the same face, 
the same clear, full eyes, the same rarely ra¬ 
diant smile. 
At some early time in our lives, [ fancy, 
we all see angels near us. To the little 
child, so small it cannot speak its thinking, 
the mother must lie an angel of sweetest 
type, only garbed strangely and set amid 
strange surroundings. We see more of the 
divine in our childhood than ever afterward; 
for 
an open plat of ground, unprotected and un- “ arc doB0 u,lt0 ,,nnvon «« 1,10 »»«*** of morn, 
.0 ed tor. I he bleak winds Of Winter smote It were ensy, I tliluk, when tlic day is born, 
it unchecked; t lie scorching suns of summer To slcr ‘ 1,1 through the open Kars! ” 
burned down upon it unrelieved by aught ol’ was now along in the third summer 
shade. It was a plain, one-story a flair, ig- term ot Faith Works’ teaching at The 
norant of paint, weather-beaten and stained Corners. Only a night or two after our story 
without, whittled and stained within. Char- / ‘ rsl opened she sat alone in the old sellool- 
coal sketches on the walls told of repressed house, wearily meditating It had been a 
genius struggling to develop itself; cracks in king, hot June day. She had suffered from 
Hie floor indicated where incipient manhood a headache, and everything hod seemed to 
posed to be lost, as the most diligent search 
for it proved unavailing. When, t wo years 
after this, Mr. Langwei.t, again married, 
his bride adopted a male child,—a little 
nephew of hers, left, motherless,—and it 
took the place in their hearts that an own 
ventilation. 
Into this uncomfortable place were gath¬ 
ered, winter and summer, from fifteen to 
fifty youth of nearly all .ages, from the four- 
difficult to keep in check. Faith had just 
gone through one of these times. Study 
had been a task to all. Recitations had 
lagged. The whole da vs exercises had been 
took the place in their hearts that an own in six of di ” nU y and a heard. In sum- 
son would have done, and was never per- mcr » ,,le number seldom reached more than 
mitted to know a parent’s loss. twenty, and these were mainly girls and 
On the death of live second’Squire Lang- vn ’.v small hoys, wlH) burned themselves to 
well, Silas Lang well returned to the b i fetetB on the baked surface of their limited 
family estate, inherited the country title with P la y.? rn uiul. In winter, larger hoys and 
liis broad acres, and lived a quiet yet useful yo,,n S men > with a few young ladies, more 
life until the final inexorable message came " ul P doubled the list; and they all shivered 
year-old in pinafores, to the full-grown man, spiritless and unsatisfactoiy. Two or three 
in six feet of dignity and a heard. In sum- °* t>cst pupils had made entire failures, 
mor, the number seldom reached more than ^lxioh was an unusual annoyance. 
which no man may pass unheeded. 
Meanwhile Joseph Lang wet.l grew up a 
lively, clever, good-intentioned lad, liked by 
all, .yet forever getting himself into scrapes 
Which redounded noi to his credit, and for¬ 
ever promising his conscience and his parents 
that he would do belter. At the district 
school he was the plague of every teacher, 
winter and summer. At the Academy, half 
a dozen miles away, he was made to bear the 
sins of a dozen other youngsters as worthy 
of punishment as he, but less scrupulous, 
who availed themselves of means to shift all 
their evil-doings upon him. And at college 
lie was so flagrant in Ids misdemeanors, 
small as was their intent to harm, and much 
as faculty and students liked his genial and 
generous nature, that he earned expulsion 
while yet a sophomore and returned home 
in disgrace and down-heartedness. 
Since then he had been vibrating all the 
twonty, and these were mainly girls and With the last “good-night ” said to all, 
very small hoys, who burned themselves to finally, and the last kiss given to the little 
blisters on the baked surface of their limited ones, Farm had sat down at, tier desk, 
play-ground. In winter, larger hoys and feeling weak and heart-sick, and cried 
young men, with a few young ladies, more wearily. It mattered not how angelic she 
Hum doubled the list; and they all shivered might seem to others, to herself she was 
through the cold, bleak days in mute appeal very human. The common troubles of lm- 
for better quarters, the young idea generally inanity fretted her as they fret all. There 
too chilled to shoot straight, and indignantly were tunes when her lot. seemed as hard to 
conscious that training it to shoot in such a her as it could seem to any one,— when she 
place was not altogether Christian. Shrank from carrying her daily burden 
During the last two or three years the longer, and looked about her for rest and 
d. __1._ 1 1 1 * . . » 
teacher had been a young woman, Faith 
Works. Some one at a distance had recom¬ 
mended her to the trustees for the summer 
term, and she had bound such a cord of love 
around all hearts when the autumn came 
Hint, they were loth to give her up. The 
children clamored for her continuance 
through the winter term; the young men 
relief. Vet she always thought less of her¬ 
self for so yielding to her weakness. She 
always took up her burden afterward with a 
kind of resentful strength, as if to do 
penance by carrying it even more bravely 
tlian was necessary. 
To-night, after having her cry out in true 
woman way, she dried her eyes, leaned hack 
it “Perhaps; perhaps not. That’s as one 
h thinks. Would you consider it pleasant to |P P l) ‘ti ttn Jicri 
i- he ever dreaming of making a man of one’s 1 UlltUluL 
□ self, and never finding your dream realized ?”_ ^ _ 
! * There was a shade of bitterness in liis 
; tone, noting which she answered rather GOPHERS AND SALAMANDERS. 
^“rCni 11 1 p, . _ The Northern people are strangely jgm 
, „ . shou . ia h / 1 ir,1l { drcam of a 1 rant of many things in the South. I bay 
- think, seeing that I am a woman. And yet,” frequently noticed the gopher and salanuu 
speaking meditatively, “ ,t would be a picas- dor of the South confounded in Norther 
ant d tea in lor me. A man can do so much; p ilpere . L flnjt noticP(1 it in GooD >* Nat,,.: 
he is so strong m Jus strength, and we wo- History. From Florida to Texas, where™ 
C1 , weaKiiess. the long-loaf pmc grows, the gopher an 
’ Mie ^ as sori 7 sl,c had made that remark salamander are both known, and whereve 
then. She knew Joseph Langwell well- known, the gopher is a highland turtle am 
knew how his strength was only weakness the salamander is a ground rat, and nothin: 
! the best, and how it, was degrading liis like the salamander of the Eastern Hem 
life. She knew his sensitiveness also, and isphere. 
tell that lie would take her remark home. The gopher digs for himself one soli tar 
Ji'. , _ r . _ , hole, about thirty feet, in a slanting direc 
it isn t so, Miss Works,” not looking at lion, downward, and throws liis dirt ou 
hci as lie spoke, hut away hej'ond. “ You in front of liis hole. Hunters, in passim 
women have ten-fold the genuine strength through the woods, go on the wrong side o 
we have, as a general thing. I have often the gopher hill, and the horse breaks thron'd 
wished your strength might sometime he into his hole, giving the rider a full. I have 
given to me. I need it., above all men. God seen gophers so large that one of them wouk 
only knows what 1 am coming to in my crawl with a boy standing on his hack. He 
miserable- weakness! eats g. rass anc ( weeds, like a cow, and grazes 
, Hc I ),aC(>( ‘ 1113 ljca<1 on hi* hands as he about a hundred yards around his hole, 
finished speaking, and his frame fairly shook The salamander lives from three to six 
with the feeling his words but partially feet under ground. He burrows himself 
evinced. Did she fully comprehend what many thoroughfares at that depth. At in- 
those words meant to him—what lie would tervnls of ton or fifteen feet hc comes m 
have been glad to make them mean to her ? perpendicularly to the surface and throws 
She gazed at Him earnestly, with a tender out his dirt, and then fills up the Holes down 
look on her face, albeit it was blended with to his thoroughfare. He feeds ou roots, and 
something of pain. has pockets on liis shoulders, in which lie 
” Your strength can come from the same stores them for future use. When he finds 
source all strength comes from,” she said a place where his favorite roots abound lie 
presently. “ There is only One who is truly comes near the surface and burrows among 
powerful, and lie has promised to help all them in every direction. He never breaks 
who come to Him.’ up the ground like a mole. He is very wiki 
She would not throw liis own words back and does not trouble farmers. Ho some- 
at him vainly. She would deal frankly and times poaches upon potato patches, and 
truthfully. It was best. sometimes draws a stalk of corn down in 
He sat. silent, for a little time. Had she his hole. The salamander is much more 
touched him too closely ? Would he think abundant than the gopher, and abounds 
I her unwomanly, thus to proffer such aid as everywhere in the South where the soil is 
her remark implied ? Perhaps her words lmd t hin and sandy. T. M. Fort. 
been illy chosen. She was about to speak Bellevue, La., August, 18C0. 
again, when he lifted his head and re- •»» »- 
sponded,— UNDERSTANDING OF DOGS. 
“ I know. What you say is very true; but - 
I can'i fi d it.. If I could I might be a better That dogs have a pretty clear under 
man, doubtless. As it is,” smiling, and com- standing of things in general about them is 
ing hack to a lighter tone, “ I shall remain evinced frequently. We knew of one, a no- 
only a foot-hall for others to kick around, I hie Newfoundland, whoso special duty it 
suppose.” was to do the churning, and he compre- 
“You can be more than that,” she said, bended the approach of churning day as well 
“ Why should you not ? ” as the housewife. Regularly on the morning 
“ Why should I not ? ” he echoed. “ I ask of that day lie would disappear, unless se- 
myself the question every day. I have every- purely locked up. We remember another 
thing to gain—respect, and love, and liappi- dog, a superannuated mastiff, which exhibit- 
ness. All these are worth trying for, and for ed a comprehension fairly human when liis 
GOPHERS AND SALAMANDERS. 
r I he Northern people arc strangely igno¬ 
rant of many things in the South. I have 
frequently noticed the gopher and salaman¬ 
der of the South confounded in Northern 
papers. I first, noticed it in Good’s Natural 
History. From Florida to Texas, wherever 
the long-leaf pine grows, the gopher and 
salamander are both known, aud wherever 
known, the gopher is a highland turtle, and 
llto salamander Is a ground rat, and nothing 
like the salamander of the Eastern Hem¬ 
isphere. 
The gopher digs for himself one solitary 
hole, about thirty feet, in a slanting direc¬ 
tion, downward, and throws liis dirt out 
in front of liis hole Hunters, in passing 
through the woods, go on the wrong side of 
the gopher hill, and the horse breaks through 
into his hole, giving the rider a fall, 1 have 
seen gophers so large that one of them would 
crawl with a boy standing on his hack. He 
eats grass and weeds, like a cow, and grazes 
about a hundred yards around Ids hole. 
The salamander lives from three to six 
feet under ground. lie burrows himself 
many thoroughfares at that depth. At in¬ 
tervals of ton or fifteen feet hc comes up 
perpendicularly to the surface and throws 
out liia dirt, and then fills up the holes down 
to his thoroughfare. He feeds ou roots, and 
has pockets on Ids shoulders, in which he 
stores them for future use. When he finds 
a place where his favorite roots abound he 
comes near the surface and burrows among 
them in every direction. He never breaks 
up the ground like a mole. lie is very wild 
and does not trouble farmers. He some¬ 
times poaches upon potato patches, and 
sometimes draws a stalk of corn down in 
liis hole. The salamander is much more 
abundant than the gopher, and abounds 
everywhere in the South where the soil is 
tllin and sandy. T. M. Fort. 
Bellevue, La., August, 18C9. 
•» » »- 
UNDERSTANDING OF DOGS. 
That dogs have a pretty clear under 
standing of tilings in general about them is 
evinced frequently. We knew of one, a no- 
who saw her Sabbath after Sahbatli in the in her high desk, and looked out dreamily 
church choir fancied it would he. pleasant to 
have her for an instructor, and seconded the 
request; and so in the very face of all prece¬ 
dent, and notwithstanding the fact that she 
reasonably demanded man’s pay for doing 
man’s work, this young woman was engaged 
to teach the winter school 
tuto space. She made a pleasant picture, 
sitting there so quietly. Hers was not a 
beautiful lace; at least you would not think 
so on first seeing it. The features were not 
regular; there was the slightest perceptible 
one I would lay my life down—if I could ; 
for it would bring the others.” 
He looked at her so meaningly that she 
cast down her eyes. Could she give him 
love, at length, and so insure him respect 
master said in his presence that Tiger must 
he killed because hc was old and useless. An 
exchange tells of one which had been in a 
certain family sixteen years. Overhearing a 
conversation between his owner and a 
neighbor one day about killing him, he dis- 
' ^ 1111,1 scem S o, \ fie features were not and happiness? I may not tell the answer neighbor one day about killing him, he dis- 
regular; there was the slightest perceptible her heart made. She was framing some appeared that night from the premises, aud 
me mation to a crook ol the nose; the lips answer for her lips,—something that should has not since been seen, except for a short 
wet e a tut e thinner than those poets dream touch upon his life merely and not meet it in time near a house a mile or two away. 
