Keowee courier. [volume] (Pickens Court House, S.C.) 1849-current, 1849-06-16

ty, and, having wrung from him a confes-
slono the causes of his detection, which.
as may be supposed, appeared to them
ridiculous, they soon contrived to make
hlm ashamed of his good resolutions. He
joined them again-resumed his former
course OF life, and when the annual satur
MALTA came round, he found himself with
his glass in his hand at the table when
the President rising to make his accus.
toned speech, began with saying, "Gcn-
tlemen, this being leap year, it is year
and day since ow'l last anniversary" &c.
The words struck upon the young mans
ear like a kncll but, ashamed to exnose
his weakness to the jccrs of his compan-
ions, ne sat out the feast, plying himself
with WINE even more literally than usual.
m order to drown his intrusive thoughts
tn, IN the gloom of a Winters mornino.
he mounted his horse to ride home Some
hours afterwards the horse was found
with hls saddle and bride on, quietly ora
zIng by the roadside, about halfway be-
tween the city and Mr.. b. s house. while
a few yards offlay the corpse of his mas
ter.
Now, as have said, Introducing this
story, 1t isno fiction The circumstances
happened as here related. An account
OF 1T was published at the time. but the
copies were bought up by the family.
Two or three, however, were preserved
and the narrative has been rc-printed-
CFopS Ntght Side of Nature.
Ilth ROMANCE OF THE GOLD FEVER.
Inc Ncw York Eoening Post, among
other touching incidents, relates the fol-
loving as having occurred on the depart
ture from that city, of the Peytona for
California -
AS usual large crowd had gathered
on the pier, including several females, to
Did a last adieu to relatives, friends and
lovers. One girl who had probably seen
seventeen summers, particularly attracted
Our attention. She was beautiful
blonde, clothed in plain, though neat,
dress-with remarkably rosy cheeks-a
mp the bees might swoon on, and soft
dark eyes, now little dimmed bv the
gathering moisture of sadness While
Others were hurrying TO and fro, she
stood on the edge of the pier, GAZING
earnestly at the vessel, now loosing from
her moorings. Her eyes were fixed on
handsome young man leaning on the
taifrail, rugged out in Californian dress.
who was not less intently watching the
girl ne was leaving.
Just as the vessel began to move in the
water, and rccedc from the wharf, the
tears mbldden started from their rcposc,
tears IN whose dumb grief there was a
powerful eloquence, filled her large melt
ing eyes, and stretching out her hands to
nm, ma most thrilling plaintiye whisper,
she said, Charley aint YOU sorry uow g''
The color flew from Charley's cheek, his
pale lip quivercd a moment, and then he
turned, without speaking, to hide himself
and his tears in the cabin, and we turned
away, thinking that the young man per-
chance was leaving behind him in that
fond and loving heart treasure of more
worth than all the wealth of California,
ana thnklng too, were we of these lines
When eyes are bcaming,
", what never tongue may tell?
when tears are streaming
from their crystal well,
Whcn hands are linked that dread to part
And heart is met by throbbinr beort--
On. bitter bitter is the smart
VI them that bid farewell"
a MoTHER's TE4 Rs.-Thcrc is n sweet
ness IN a mothers ears, when they fall
on the face of dying babe, which no
eye can behold with heart untouched
1t is holy ground, upon which the I'M
hallowed foot of profanity dares not en-
croach Infde!ity itself is silent, and for
bears her mocking, and here woman
shows not her weakness but her STRENGTH.
1t is that strength of attachment, which
man never did nor ever can feel Il is
perennial, dependent on no climate. no
changes, nor soil, but alike in storms rs
in sunshine, it knows no shadow of turn
ing A father when he sees his child
going down the dark valley, NAV ween
when the shadow Of death has fullv
come over him, and as the last departin~
kncll falls on his ears may say az will po
down to the grave to my son mourninS'" :"
but hc turns away i'm the hurry of bHs;.