West-Jersey pioneer., 1875-09-30
NOTES, QUERIES &C.
TAKING THE VEIL.

TAKING THE VEIL
The veil was taken. And her calm pale face
Smiled sadly on me as she said good-by:
No quiver on the lip my gaze could trace,
No tear drop glistened in her young bright eye.
Twas the black veil And yet could not see
Upon that radiant face one sign of sorrow
She parted; just as oft she'd said to me, ~
"I'llmeet you at the same place, dear, tomorrow.
But now the veil was taken. And she said,
With just her olden thrill of sirlish laughter,
81 can't come out tomorrow butlinstead ID 3
I'll meet you here, dear Charlie, the day after"
And so the veil was taken. All in vain ~
I'd tried upon her bonnet top to cock it! III ,
So drew it off to kiss; ran for the train,
And took the veil-Jane' ne'sveil-home in my pocket.
Two air-pns to her chignon fastened it,
Which very quickly had disconnected
On these incontinent CHANGED to sit
Then how took the veil recollectedi
The Argentine Republic proposes to in
crease its revenues by levying tax of 70
rials on every babe born within her borders
This is about the most distressing bit of in
telligence we have heard these many days.
The manuscript of Augusta J. Evans new
story, sInfelice," reached Mr. G.. Carleton
last week, and was Immediately put in hand
for issue by October. 1t covers nearly nine
hundred foolscap pages, and will make a
book of the size of her previous works.
Victor Hugo's pen has netted him about
100000.
Anna E. Dickinson has travelled $4,000
miles this season. ffa 81
John Bullock, of Bristol; R. L., is 106
years old, and probably the Oldest man in
New England. He held George Washing
toms horse during one of his visits to R.
l., voted for him for President for his sec
ond term, and has voted at every presiden-
tial election since then.-Spranafeld Re
publican.
The time will come, perhaps, when no
one will be able to make the proud boast of
having done some trifling service for the
celebrated G. W. 1t is sad to think that
such time will come, but such is the mex
Orable decree of fate. His army of nurses,
grooms, body servants, ETC., with but very
few and trifling exceptions, has melted into
thin air. But to have held Georges warrior
steed! All, there was glory enough for
life time of fifteen lustres.
Dio Lewis is said to be confirmed dys.
peptic. The old rascal! No wonder he
deems healthy only that which the rest Of
mankind do not care to absorb.-R0chester
Democrat and Chronicle.
The good Catholics of Montreal, appear
to have gotten hold of the text which says:
81 came to bring not peace but the sword"
and are making very vigorous, though
mistaken use of it. The spectacle of
Christian community taking up arms, and
threatening blood and slaughter, in vindica-
tion of that charity which persecutes the
dead, shows how thin the varnish of piety
which conceals the inner savagery and pa
ganism. Indeed, we do the savages wrong
when we intimate that they would have been
guilty of the deeds which are boasted of in
Montreal.
jeff Davis spoke at Fulton Fair, Mo-, on
the 10th inst, and was enthusiastically re-
ceived. Query: Why didn't some one in
vite Rapheal Semmes to speak at our Fair
The glory of Autumn is coming down;
coming with her many hued crown to place
it upon the brow of Nature. A chaplet of
pearls were not more rich in appearance
than the superbly colored leaves which flut-
ter in the breeze, or catch the eye as they
peep from hedges and over garden fences.
An additional charm is added to the at all
times pleasant ramble up and down the
Grace" by the variegated hue of the foliage
all along the banks. Apropos of the Race
there have been many boating parties out
OH its quiet, smooth expanse of water dur
ing the past summer, this being the water
route to the famous "Tumbling Dam," as
well as to the somewhat mystical s.Post Of
fce," which is located somewhere in the
terra 57ac0gnita of the swamps bordering on
the Tumbling Dam pond. But Autumn
with her cool days and nights has put a stop
to the parties, and offers instead, rich pro-
fusion OF other things. But thus far and
no farther, regal Autumn. You cannot
Danish the sweet memories which spring up
all along these banks, the gay ripples of
girlish laughter, the glad shout from manly
lungs, the mirth provoking anecdotes, the
sallies of wit and songs, and SO on to the
chapters end. Angelique, and Inez, and
Ida, and Victor, and Rupert, and jovial
Hal, you have all gone, leaving only glis-
tening mirage Of memory, DER which Au-
tumn filings her coat of many colors, her
garment richer than the apparel of Kings,
than the dyed fabrics of Oriental cities.
1.-THE embattled forests, erewhile armed with gold,
Their banners bright with many martial hue,
Now stand like some sad, beaten host of old,
Withdrawn afar in times remotest blue