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L started accordingly with her. But
strange to say, she was perfectly charming
all the way, and 1 had nothing to complain
of for single instant Perhaps she OWNED
where we were going. For my part [ was
tempted to turn back.
"Suppose do not go to this gentleman"
I said to myself Then remembering all she
had made me suffer, all the torments she had
inflicted upon me, and rejecting that there
might be still moro in store for me, was
convinced that / would be fool and n cow
ard if / did not obtain separation at once.
The next moment ] was introduced into a
parlor where there were several persons seat
ed awaiting their turn. They were all called
in one after the other. After about one hour
Of anxiety servant came to me and said,
Monsieur, it is your turf please walk into
the next room" went in, taking her with
me-.
The person before whom found myself
had on a long dressing gown, and red skull
cap on his head.
You wish me to take her from yon - he
said. And at the same moment he took hold
Of my arm.
"Oh, no" | cried; let me keep her do
not tear her from me -
Coward :" said the man in The red cap,
pushing me back in Il chair and sciZing me
by the head.
Ah--ah-ah-,,-''ITere, Monsieur, here
is your TOOTH" CoWricr dcs Etots C"is. "
The Camden journal. [volume] (Camden, S.C.) 1866-1891, 1873-07-24

FIGHT furlongs make milc-Thc Grand
RAPIDS Times says there is farmer near
Jackson who has mile Of young ones. lie
has four boys and four girls. Ills name is
"Furlong"
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The Camden journal. [volume] (Camden, S.C.) 1866-1891, 1873-07-24
Modern Literature.

When one looks on the ever-increasing
multitude of books, he can but ask, who in
the generations to come will read them (
Supposing literary productiveness to contin-
ue as active as now-and how. can future
readers do more than keep up with the
literature Of their own day? What will they
do with the writer's Of the past? What with
the many products Of the prescntgeneratlon! !
OF course, by degrees, the fifth, fourth, third
rate authors disappear from public sight,
and their names live only in antiquarian cata-
logues But what Of those whom we are used
to class as first and second -rate-the men Of
genius-and ofpre-minent abihty-the Scots,
the Dickensess, Thackerays, the Bulwers,
tic Brownings, the Tennysons, not to speak
5of those renowned as theologians, 1netaphy-
sicians, historians, scientists? Will they be
read fifty years hence?
1t is not easy for man CT one age to
judge what a coming age will admire and
deem worthy Of preservation. There is,
indeed, ad ideal standard Of excellence; and
in proportion as this is reached, the chances
of Immortality increase, but the literary ar
lists who work for posterity are very. few.
Not one writer in a thousand aspircs higher
than no please the popular taste, and thus
acquire an,immediate reputation. Literature
is more and more trade and means Of
livelihood, and must therefore address itself
to topics Of popular interest, and aim to treat
them according to popular tastes. No one
can reasonably find fault with this. But it
shows us that popularity is no pledge ofper-
manent reputation. Time works great
changes in the relative position Of authors.
The names that the world will not willingly
let die, were, in few instances among the
obscure of their own'day.
1t is question whether this great litera-
ry fecundity is favorable to the highest re-
suits. 1t might seem that when such great
numbers are authors, the probabilities are
augmented that certain number Of them
vii! do work of the highest kind: Where
there are hundreds of Jamses and Troliopes
and Mulchos, there is greater likelihood of
being and Thackery, or one George Elliot.
Perhaps this is so. But, setting aside
gcnius-which is always law to itself, and
comparatively little affected by its surroun-
dings-the highest order of talent is quite
as likely to be smothered as to be- stimulated
by the warm and murky atmospherein in which
it now lives. Like trees in a thick forest
which check each others growth, so these
numberless Hteratesrs. by mutal action and
reaction, arc kept in mediocre. condition,
and each becomes Kind Of frc emile of the
Oh %. .sS- = -
individuality, which gives to books their
charm and power, is scarce possible to one
who does not live somewhat isolated intel
ectual life. A man whose daily food is
from the newspapers and magazines and re-
views, and who measures himself by his con-
temporaries, will scarce be heard of a quar-
ter of century hence -Churchmdn.
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A. Painful Separation.

q had been united for a long time, and
forhnany years Ihad no fault to find with
Ted sweet disposition and her unalterable
fdSty. Night and day she was with me /;
sh31sver left me for moment; at table she
alulys ate Che things that preferred.
tt8as happy, Tor she was beautiful Some
mafadmire the oriental beauties with their
da,f locks, their brunette compilations and
th*Syoluptuous glances; Others may cele-
brsksthe goddesses Of the North, their soft
blvteyes and their slender graceful forms )
shcs!she was tiny indeed, but she was white
asHogy.
43nd her hair /!
wllad no more than billiard-ball.
ut she had pretty eyes?
2 he was bind >" 9.H
IEepeat, however, that loved her for
shdvas was beautiful; and you would have
ad{sred: her yourself if you could have seen
het reclining silent and motionless on her
au8ail Of crimson velvet
z s,hoped fora union without cloud, but
fatS Sihad ilccreed otherwise. Is there any
tlisg enduring in this world ? The finest
wfik will turn sour, and the most faithful
cosdsnion Will sometimes be corrupted.
ssew IL was In my case.
emnmOnced by petty attempts to vex
mey 70 wIicl. Tat first paid but little atten-
tiot fhanhs to my habitual good humor
eaSp Sgss-howeyer, she grew more trouble
sore Tad dressed reproaches to her, which
shSsoscised without a word of reply. Was
Chi apnce an ayowal of her wickedness ? |
hatrt} naiyete to think SO, for we lived to-
geE mist amicably during the entire sum-
sHter cane, and my domestic troubles
rec jahacnced with. redoubled force. tried
tos 5thc lsf with mildness, but in vain. I
tlI cnsa her; it was equally useless.
d it is too much," ! exclaimed one
"a sT can stand it no longer You must
le5 5@aep
i8Db see how powerful is the force of hab-
tn felt utterly incapable myselfo of sever
ins yhs bond that united us so closely; my
Il Ation failed utterly. 94,o
Paris there are several agencies which
~ charge Of unions. All, from the hum
bI g workman to the richest "fls de famille,"
*ish to enter the lists Of uiatrimony,
! fnd there girls rich or poor, blonde or
tte. There one can take his choice Of
: erooked, the straight, the fat, the thin,
k6ung; or Apld, the spirituelle or the
z But there = .qnite as many places
pyees ss there are for uniting peoples
E|!eyg Z g could y M obtain ,
Northern Ohio journal. [volume] (Painesville, Ohio) 1872-1896, 1873-06-28

But if she had fancied to make any
discoveries there she was mistaken. The
face that looked out of the window at
the long line of sandy shore, with its
slowly receding tide, was as blank and
eXpresSionless as that shore itself. She
tried to speak, but a heavy hand seemed
pressed upon her lips. Her silence
passed for stoicism and indifference, and
Mrs. Hargrave soon changed the sub
ject, with little feeling OF relief that
she had so received it. A little fear,
that was not fairly a suspicion, had
crossed her mind that she might have
had something to do with Leslie's
strange agitation that day. But now she
was satisfied that it was, as he had said
''only one of his nervous attacks" She
feared, besides, that Leslie did not care
for Agnes Carroll quite us much as he
ought, taking all the advantages of the
alliance into consideration.
CHAPTER vi.
Luke Varney, going home from the
village in the darkness of the summer
twilight, saw Lena Hargrave sitting at
the window, her head lying upon her
crossed hands, and her face turned lit
tie towards the street.
'Good evening, Miss Lena" he said.
pausing at the gate.
No answer. The mOtiOnleSs, statue
like silence struck a chill to his heart.
Suppose the girl was dead !--people did
die as strangely sometimes. He un-
bolted the gate and walked up the path,
curious feeling of awe coming over
him. He came close up to her; her
eyes were wide open, but the lips did
not quiver or relax as he bent down and
called her name softly. He lifted heI
hand, but it lay limp and nerveless in
his grasp. Then he turned and walked
out of the yard, and swiftly down the
street.
Northern Ohio journal. [volume] (Painesville, Ohio) 1872-1896, 1873-06-28
WIVES AND WIVES.

One of the disconragements which
many men undergo is That their wives
never have anything to wear, no matter
no matter how often they buy them
handsome dresses.
Every time they go east after new
goods, the wife is. always remembered
with some nice article of wearing appar-
ell, which is unpacked and presenter for
inspection with pride and satisfactien.T
A mystery with such man is, what
becomes of the finery afferward? He
never sees it again, or, if by chance it
makes its appearance on astate occasion
it does not meet his expectations. The
wife either feels out of place in it, and
looks awkard in consequence, or the
choice of style or color is not suited to
her. and his own bad taste disguists
him. go, f-,..
Sometimes it occurs that gentlemen
can select dresses, shawls and bonnets,
to please and become their wives, but it
is more frequently. the case that by. go
ing alone, and making such purchases,
either the wearer or purchaser are
satisfied after the goods are brought
home. - --5'3 %.
Perhaps a lady likes considerable
trimming, and her husband does not,
and refuses to waste money on such
frippery. If he treats his wife TO new
dress without cons ulting her taste or
judgment, she finds herself the unhappy
possessor of enough silk, satin, velvet, or
poplin to make dress innocenl of puff
or ruffie; and the aggrevating part of it
is he bought much more expensive
quality than necessary, and the dress
cost more than would a tasteful and
fashionable garment. .
The best way of all is to give the lady
IL -
cash drawer for the purpose, and let her
suited, there will be nobody to blame
but herself.
1t is mistaken idea of grace style
and kindness to force any. woman to
wear dresses not suited to her ideas of
what befiJs her. st. =5-.tf-
Some women prefer simple attire and
feel out of their element in rustling
folds of silk. Soft and inexpensive fab
rics please them best. A ehOme-like, eff
feet is their chief charm, and without it
they are conscious ofhaving violated the
fitness of things, and thus appear under
restraint add embarrassment. gt
Other women dispise cheap dresses.
Nothing but velvet, satins and laees
please them. Their husbands may be
rich or poor, nobody questions their
right and title to finery. They must
have it,. Without it life is void of inter-
est and full of briars and thistles. Dres-
sed in delaine their hearts are; as heevy
as lead, while against velvet they would
flutter like humming birds, and as"light
as feathers. .s !s7y.1 z -e-f
What pity it is that many men who
are united to women of quiet and un-
pretentious tastes should condemn and
deplore that they ARE so, when on the
other hand it so often happens that men
blessed with highfyers of fashion. try
to curtail expenses by quoting the viz
tues of home-like economical women,
who do not care for dress or show.
What can be the reason at any rate
why many men find it so much easier to
praise other mems wives rather than
their own!
Who is to blame? --
Northern Ohio journal. [volume] (Painesville, Ohio) 1872-1896, 1873-06-28
RFDS

The way that many q widow dresses
and prims up in hernew mourning, con-
trasts strangely with the slipshod man.
ner of her toilet before her husband
died. Perhaps he1 would hot give her
money to dress we'll, and perhaps she
had no particular care whether she did
or not. Who knows? But of course, in
any case, she will at once be accused OF
being after Another husband.
The hours and hours that are frittered
away by two women who live in the
same hoas,s are dreadful to contemplate.
Only for the fact that they Quarrel
ever now and then, and will not speak
to each other. they do not even accom-.
plish anything. ID -l-,a
There is, such a thing of being over
sensitive, as to detract all dignity from a
cause one would advocate. People who
talk all the time without saying much
of anything are clogs on the wheels OF
prosperity, and comfort. g.4
Trne politeness is rare, for it is of a
quality which stands the test of severe
annoyance, Inconvenience. and even in
suit, on occasions which it is improper
to retort. T7f.--l'-. -a.Fc
Those who urge and coax person to
sing song or play on a plano. and the
instant the music commences, begin
their tittle-tattle, buz-buz to the righ,
and left, can not understand how cllear
the performer feels, unless they have
been in a similar circumstance.
Itis such aipleaslire to be invitod to q
party and at the same time be REQUESTED
tobrfng yovr guitar SO as. to entdrtain
the company during supper.
Northern Ohio journal. [volume] (Painesville, Ohio) 1872-1896, 1873-06-28
THE CENSUS STATISTICS.


The statistical accounts compiled
from the last census give the following /:
The total population of the country is
about thirty-eight and a quarter mil
lions. r
Total number Of deaths in the current
census year, 1872 ,2G3, or about 1919 per
diem. #s .-s
March seems to be the most fatal
month, leading all others by about 1000.
March, April and May form the most
fatal quarter, exceeding any other three
consecutive months by overil3,000.
The births number ,l00,476, or about
2 1000 per diem. .,
The blind number about 10000.
The deaf and dumb, about 16 900
The idiotic, about a 900. ,.i .4..-.+
The insane, about $4,000, nearly one
third of whom are of foreign birth.
Persons over 20 years of age number
about 100000. ....- ..',
Persons over 80 years Of age number
about 1000.
Persons over 100 years of age number
about $500.
| OF those over 80 years, the females
outnumber the males about II, 900. .i
OF those over so years, the females ar,
in excess by about 400.
! OF those over 100 years, the female
exceed the males by about 900.
Northern Ohio journal. [volume] (Painesville, Ohio) 1872-1896, 1873-06-28
HEAD kNonvLEDGE.

Some minds seem to possess the power
to grasp book knowledge, without capac-
ity to make practical application of the
same ia unlocking and entering the
secret recesses either of their own or any
other human nature .7. ..--..>,lr. ....l
They. can compr ehend the; earth S
stratas, but not the stratas of their own
inner being. They count the stars that
twinkle in the heavens. and predict with
precision the coming and going of plan
ets,i but the star of their own career
fluctuates, wavers and is lost in the
cloud of conflicting ideas and purposes
which crowd their minds. ...-.--
They relate incidents of former ages,
and demonstrate the, contrasts, simil-
arities and relations of different ages of
the mast by their stratas of art, science,
religion and government. but lose sight
Of their. present duty to themselves and
to their. fellow-beings. -..~.,......
From all the knowledge with which
their brains are crammed, not drop of
wisdom leaks into their souls to soften
its prejucies, subsoil its selfishness and
superstitions, and give the tender seeds
ofeharity and human sympathy chance
to- grow. .ra4 . - '5....-..
Head knowledge does not accomplish
its grandest purpose if it does not yield
soul wisdom.
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GRIT.

: There is nothing like true grit in bus
iness matters. We do not mean rash
fool-hardiness, but'genuine grit such as
will prompt a-man when he is
placed in a position where his stoutest
energies are most strenuously taxed land
when time and again failure crowns his
efforts, to tax his brain for resources by
which to eXtricate himself. 1t is such
trials make the live man of the world.
in business, science, or letters, have
passed through such an ordeal. When
you meet a young man possessed of this
indomitable spirit, lend him a helping
hand. If he stumbles and falls, do not
trample him in the dust, but assist him
to his feet again, and send him ON his
way rejoicing. Ill. 1883
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filling with tears. go, if you only
could help me-in that way. But it is
too late now, and l don't know. after
all, as / care now he is gone" breaking
into low, soft weeping.
! Basil Dinsmore blushed like n girl
when she touched his hand with her
lips, and new look came into his face,
that for the imenentx transtigured it.
But when she began weeping he spoke
to her gravely, but tenderly. and told
her that she was exhausting her physi-
cal system, which was already weak and
overstrained, and that she must really
try to compose herself, or he should, he
feared, have to come again; and that
time in his official capacity.
She looked up, smiling family through
her tears.
doctor Dinsmore,'' she said, ''I
never had a physician in my life; don't
try to frighten me-"
care physicians such ogres, then, that
the bare contemplation alarms you?"
"They ,oere.''
"By which am to infer" he replied,
laughing, .that you find them only very
common sort Of clay, upon nearer in
spection.'
'I don't mean that" she said, earn
estly.
l.,
consciously eager.
ssI don't know, only that 1 am not
afraid of you as-as l used to be,'' she
stammered. A rare smile illumined his
face, making it for the moment positive
ly beautiful.
'I hope, Miss Hargrave, that you
never will be troubled by any such ill
founded fears again. he said. 81 would
like to be friend to Walter Hargraye' s
little gir1-may 1 s''
/ Certainly, Doctor Dinsmore, if you
care for the Friendship of a poor little
orphan girl, like me. AS for myself,
shall feel only too honored by the
/ friendship of SO wise and good a man as
report says Doctor DiHsmore is" There
was just shadow of courtly dignity
Hargrave dignity, people called it--per-
ceptible in her tone and manner.
A slight shadow of vexation crossed
his face, but he replied:
81 think report says something very
much the same of Miss Hargrave. with
this addition-that she is beautiful, ac-
complished and-proud!"
Lena laughed little, soft, ringing
laugh, that set one to thinking of the
faint tinkle Of far-away silver bells.
'I am vanquished," she exclaimed,
cordially, extending her hand. 81 am
convinced two such very superior peo-
pie ought to know each other.''i
Again that rare smile softened his
face. He took the little soft hand eX.
tended to him, held it an instant in both
of his: saying, "Good.by, my child" in
what he considered his most father1y
manner. And all day, as he rode
through the town, his reason and judg-
ment kept asserting that it was only a
perfectly safe, elderly sort of an inter-
est he felt in the girl that made him
think of her so often. l don't know, l
am sure. why they should have insisted
upon it so stoutlY;; his heart certainly
offered no opposition, but futtered and
trembled like the veriest coward, SO
that there was no necessity of the re-
peated reservations with which he con-
tinually assured himself.
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Tell me, darling.

Tell me, darling,
Bright-eyed darling.
Living midst the home OF men
Down there in the birchen glen,
Would'st thou leave thy cottage there
For stately palace fair?
WOuldst thou leave thy place of birth,
Searching Tor another hearth
In some coh1mon spot of earth?
And ttfatgnarle1 old apple tree,
Bending of its blooms for thee,
Where the robin loveth best
There to weave her curious nest,
Would'st thou leave the dear old tree
Ey'n for palms beyond the sea?
All, shadows on thy brow,
And the tears are coming now!
Thou'lt not wonder then, sweet child,
That seek no 1eafy wild;
Dearer are these caves to me
Than the spicest flow'ring tree.
Meath these MOSES was born t
On one golden April morn;
Here 4 lived and here grew,
With no Thought of heavens blue,
Till spread my wings and flew
Flew away DER hills and trees
Till crossed the crystal seas!
Sweet and bright that land and fair.
letmy heart was here-not there!
The home there was but n wall,
by afountain's silvery fall,
On the castles sunnieSt side.
Under arches spreading wide,
All was grand and cold and fair,
No green moss was woven there,
With alight in every fold,
Like a tangled braid of gold.
There were laural leaves below,
With fountains sleepy flow,
And the drowsy hum of bees
From hedge of blosoming trees.
But the sweet spring came ere long, =
And my heart broke ont in song,
Swecter than it knew before.
Atthe thought ofmy loved shore.
Faster, faster than ships sailed,
With fleet wings that never failed,
rusb'd through the sweet south breeze;
And Just as buds were flushing trees
Flashed down on these messy caves
With no dream of laurel leaves.
Tell me, darling,
Bright-ey darling;
Living midst the homes of men
Far down in the birchen glen, .......
Would'st thou leave thy cottage there
For palace grand and fair?
Wouifst thou leave thy place of birth.
Searching for another Hearth
In some common spot of earth?
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THE WORK OF TIME.

nAY after day triumphant Time
~ With restless scythe and lnilder breath,
Where valley crecps or mountain climb,
Sweeps on-the strong ally of Death.
He never tires; the sea-bird's wing
Turns weary from the misty sea,
Tired of the storm. the wall and ring
OF winds that through the darkness flee.
That wing is folded when the night
Comes dewn in gloom upon the earth;
The sandy shore and lonely height
See those wet pinions calmly furled
The unseen hand in yonder pine
That swells the round and regal crest,
When summer suns forget to shine,
Are folded in n dreamless rest.
Not SO with time. Oh! child of earth;
Proud Of thy strength, thy golden prime,
Those locks where sunbeams made their miIth
Shall bleach IN life's December rime. II
Since morning broke along the hills,
What lights have died, what birds have flown!
What lilies in the blast that kills.
To earth have fallen, ,dust-bestown!
The sunset fades along the hills,
And cool the evening shades descend;
Before another morning flies
The arch, what hopes IN night shall end!
A thousand homes shall know the cloud
Which falls where hope and spring are DER;
A thousand heads in grief be bowed
For eyes that open here no more.
We toll for-ease, we fret for gold,
We die to build shining name;
Our lips grow dumb, our pulses cold:
What cares relentless Time for fame?
Withdrawn in to that dusky gloom
The Past, and locked with all its bars,
Are checks that matched the rose in bloom,
Are names that walk among the stars
Brave deeds that kindled through land,
Electric words, unrivalled song, i
The mind that mans redemption planned,
The eye that chained the surging throng.
What are they now. and what are we?
OF them how small our praise or care!
Time flies; we fywith him to be
Shades gathered to the shadows there.
Oh! sexton gray; oh! busy spade;
BE blithe among the clay and stones;
BE hearts from brufse anu breaking laid;
TO dustfall back to the aching bones,
Bnt sadder far than silent street,
Orname that men pronounce no more;
Than palace made the owls retreat,
Or grave with brambles tangled Ger
Is this: to know that feelings fade,
And meltS the charm from earth and sky,
That hearts which beat may beat though dead,
And holiest aspirations die. eEr
Speed faster. strong, all-conquering Time!
Our fading day before thee drift,
Till thou from that eternal cline
At last the awful curtain lift;
And what was dark, and sad, and strange,
seen here through earth's cold, murky night,
To wise, and good, and fair, shall changei
In that serener. broader light.