Saint Mary's beacon. [volume] (Leonard Town, Md.) 1867-1983, 1881-07-14

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in contemplation Of The splendid face,
80 faithfully portrayed by the artist,
though her birds twitiered noisily about
her for the customary lump Of sugar be.
fore going 10 roost. She felt blush
without knowing why. steal into her
cheeks as the gOverness inquired1f she
were studying the mysteries of the
photogenic art. Perhaps sOme Of our
readers are reminded or Just such
blush when tkey irst felt, without knoWl
ing sshy. the mystery Of a photograph
.lCaDtaIn ". the magic of Che
Ia cGrC1pc1-~~ thxe works
! - 0-lGEllGllles les1lls in the hands Of
the material artist, and could rhisper 10
our unconscious Lucy Of an artist whose
chemistry has nothing to do with iodide
or bromine, hyposulphlte Of soda or the
phenomenal action Of TthonIc rays,
the elements Of whose mystic workshop
may be only glance from eyes. soul
eyes, like those she gazed upon, only
the, light from a genIus-crowned brow,
like that which -dlmmed- her ApollO's,
the curl OF a stray ringlet, flower. ol-
fered, word softly spoken. the light
pressure OF the shand-this, this is the
roseate alchemy from " hichis wrought
that indelible, picture which no time or
distance can dim or fade from viewI
There was a shade less Of singleness of
manner as she handed the picture to
her governess, and her tone was very
soft as she said:
''It is poor nanny Rachefs young
master. Do you not think his brow and
contour OF face like my ApollO's %
"Il is indeed handsomer-GImosI-
than any face ] ever saw. But why,
darling, does il interest you so much''
| stood several moments looking in on
you before ! entered, and never saw
you so much engrossed in looking at
picture before" returned the go, erne .,
lifting the blushing face 10 hers, and
kissing the parted lips on which seem
TO finger the whisper Of some thought
which was glad though intangible. The
game OF chess was gwen Ger aud Miss
Moss listened 10 Rache's life-story
with an interest scarcely less than that
with which the pupil had heard it,
Later in the evening, when Miss Moss
was singing TO her guitar IN one Of the
floral arbors, with The Major by her
side, and privileged Wmny, having
taken an afternoon nap, was at the gate
amusing herself with the returning har-
vesters, and Rachel had been taken out
to "meetin'" in one Of the quarters
where Cataline held forth preparatory
to baptism" the coming Sunday,
Lucy sat between her mamma and papa
on the drawing-room sofa, and with
one arm around the formers neck and
her hand clasped in that ri the latter,
she repeated the story, concluding with
her promise to write TO her Miss Lucy
for her.
4" By all mesns, my bIrGlirg, write.
Let nothing be left undOne 10 make her
comfortable and cOntented," said Mrs.
Carter.
Poor woman, she is the victim Of
unfortunate circumstances, or, ii ] un-
derstand Alright, of some Villains wan
tonness. Cheer her up, pet. Some
time, perhaps soon, as have business
in Baltimore, we will take her home 10
see them, or perhaps something more
comforting may transPre."
10, you, dear-good-for-n Othing--
but do tight old, sweet papa!" and The
fathers's pet almost smoIhered hun ia
kisses.
81 know Mt. Sanders" he continued.
when he recovered his breath, Eat
whose house she lived with her mis-.
tress when at school, and I'll inquire
some Of the particulars OF the family.
| remember the circumstance OF the
trial in which MIR. Ashton won so many
laurels, and if this picture is fair rep
resentaIion, nature has been very par
tiaI in bestowing her favOTs upon bIm,"
he said going up to the lamp 10 take
another look. This old Virginia noble
man,
'FiPd with Unborn worth, unborrOw'd Of hiS
kind"
was bred in the old school Of nobility,
where snobbery and the 9WackeTy Of
the modern phIebotomy that supplies
"blue blood" m quantities to suit, ironi
the point Of the gllded lancet, found no
sympathy. True worth, though Il come
in the garb OF humility. was welcomed
as bis due, though even the "red blood"
puIsated the honest heart and flowed
in the veins Of the gentleman. No
5oasting of pedigree from overbuTdeRed
Pocahontas or remote Christopher New
port sullled the innate sristocracy Of
his nature.
He was the grand example Of the
"Virtue thai comes not by inheritance"
Col. Carter owed hIs title 20 neither
courtesy Of favor nor to jOke. Twas
IRON in defence Of the honor Of bis cOun.
try when those OulTages were made
upon il that Federalists preferred TO the
j6st indignation Of Madison whose cour-
age and defiance made him hero. He
dated bis lineage chart from the hour
that the thunder peal, "Give me lib
erty or give me death" electrified bis
sire and grandsiFe Into American peers
Of English royalty and honoTed the
memory Of his grandmother, whose
hands, scrinkLe d under the distaf and
shuttle, by perpeiuating her name in the
pure young daughter Of his house
Could every daughter boast OF father
like this, then would the angels" cease
to weep" over the fantastic tricks"
that bring SO ludicrously into VI" W what
labored effort aims TO hide. This house"
hold. under the direction Of his estiHIa'
bic vile, was The chief among the many
,rHsrh 1..Es,.s.u.-hoA T.rysoia homes A