The south-western. [volume] (Shreveport, La.) 1852-1870, 1859-03-16

began IN a qulyerlng voice.
t Not calmly, but with the words of an accu-
ser told him what had seen, and thought
and felt.
! "Sir," said he, in tones which / shall never
5 forget, "If have sinned, God in heaven knows
! have suffered; and if in F.'s bereavement be
: has cursed me, that curse is fearfully fulfilled!
: Poor Mary is dyng--has been dying for
: months and l have known it. 1t has been for
me to see the falling step-the dimming eye; it
is for me, to listen to her language of remorse
that sometimes almost drives me mad Yes,
/ -mad-mad," he said, in frenzy, rising
and crossing the floor with long. hasty strides.
| Then burying his face in his hands, he ex-
) claimed, "Poo late-too late--I have repent
ed" There was long pause, and he contin-
ed more calmly, "No human means can now
restore my poor companion. Her moral sens-
biiites become more and more acute as she
fails in strength, so that she reproaches herself
constantly"
A weary, mourning sigh broke from his lips
as if his heart would break,
"O!ifhe knew it, he exclaimed, fhe knew
how bitter penalty she is paying for the out
RACES She has committed pom him-he would
pity her-and if it could be, forgive"
"Will you see her, sir?''
) I shrank from the very thought.
"She has asked for you, sir; do not deny her
request Hearing that you came from America,
she entreated me to bring you to her. | pro-
missed that would.
II will go then"
Up the cool, wide matted stairs, he led me
into a chamber oriental in its beautiful furnish
ing, its chaste magnihcence.
: There, half reclining, ia a wide easy chair
"a costly shawl of lace thrown over her atten-
uated shoulders; the rich dressing gown shrunk-
f en- and followed to the rayages sickness had
made-sat one whose great beauty, and once
| gentle gifts, had made the light and liveliness
] of a sacred home.
But now! Q pity, pity!
! The eyes only retained their lustre; they
were wofully sunken. The blazing fire. kin
died at the vitals, burned upoa her sharpened
cheeks, burned more fercely, more hoty, as
: she looked upon my face. | could not think
any more of anger-I could only say to myself
"Oh! how sorry l am for you!"
She knew, probably, By her companions
f manner; that vas aware of their circumstan
/ ces.
t Her first question was
"Are you going back to America, sr?'
. The hollow voice startled me. seemed t
e see an open sepulchre
told her that it was not my intention to re
i turn at present.
''Oh, then who will take my little child hacl
# to her father?" she cried, the tears falling. q
d am dying, and she must go back to him! /
is the only reparation | can make-and little
I enough oh little enough, for the bitter wrong
|. have done them
IT -, ~ bn o9d
r. ed moment after checking her sobs; 81 hoped
you ight tell him that his image is before M
d from morning till night, as | know he mus
q have looked when the first shock came. Oh
# sr-tell him my story-warn, o warn every
body. Tell him l have suffered through tn
o. long, long hours. these many weary years; al
ID God only knows how deeply"
* Mary, you must control your feelings, sal
my host, gently.
n 'Let me talk while mayS," was the answe
=? ''Let me say that since the day left my HON
t. have not seen a single hour of happiness
to was always to come-aiways just ahead-an
here is what has comc-the grave is openln
Ie and must 60 to judgment o, how bitterl
s. have | paid for my sin. Forgive me-O, m
&c God, forgive"
a 1t was a solemn hour, that which spent b
= that dying pentent. Prayers she listened to-
& she did not seem to join-or if she did, she gay
no outward sign. Remorse had torn away a
m her beauty. even more than idleness. Sll
d, looked to the future with desparing kind {
l. hope, and but feeble faith.
70 Reader, the misguided woman of Ceyo
lies beneath the stately branches of the pail
m tree. Her sweet child never met her father
Is her native land. She sleeps under the trol
Or bed waters of the great wide sea. Where II
rt betraycr yanders | cannot tell but whcrert
he is, there is no peace for him. How ofte
n, rings that hollow voice in my ear-"Tcll hi
,e my story! Warn, 0 warn everybody"
,o Such is and such ever should be, the fate
r the seducer and his licentious victim.
. TURKISH FEMALE ScHooLs.--Quite a pr
W gressiye step has been taken by the sultan
of Turkey He has ordered reorganization
h the Turkish schools, and that provision
made for the education of girls. TIE ministC
70 of public instruction, some time back, presen
r ed to the sultan complete system OF educf
70 ton for males, in which we're introduced
ot number of ameliorations adopted from EuroPea
% establishments. At present, the minister
attention has been directed to the education
= girls, and he has proposed to extend very cor
nt sideraby the range Of instruction given 10 f
males in Turkey, as preparatory step towar(
the intellectual emancipation Of the Mussuma
women. The sultan has given orders to ha,
the proposed plan carried into. execution vii
,n as little delay as possible, so that henceforwal
:" Turkish girls will not only learn all the worl
~ executed with the needle but reading, writn
= - arithmetic, geography and history In each
Il the IS sections of the Turkish capital six pl
u mary schools are to be established at once; 1r
g. g. at later period, one superior establishment
! each section, to complete the education Of II
- inferior schools.
g, DEMocRAT1c EcoNoMY-An al2icle in Il
lg States, upon the subject of the tariff, cIUs
with the following exhibit of democratic econ
as my. Remember this is democrat scoring
y own party: 1T is certainly surprising cor
d. mentary on the sincerity of democratic profe
ers sion, that they have no other remedy to sugge
m for deficient treasury than an increase
n taxation. Il we are really SO concerned for {
a economical administration and SO ayerse to IL
posing burdens on the people as we pretcn
e- why did it not occur to our statesmen to pr