The Field and Fireside from Raleigh, North Carolina • Page 1

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6.1 you'er. (hie I'm free 'n easy bach'lor, gen'lemen 'n the 'njoymen' of all the 'munities of that flic'tous state, ad lib' turn. Walk up, cum dign'lafe, gen'lemen 'n drink to the d'liv'ranca of all beauteous brides, from a drunken incubus. (Hie I'll be 'sponsible, gen'lemen Edalia glanced at Charles. His countenance changed rapidly, alternate red and white.

Wal-ter grasped hia arm, and they moved towards the door. Mr. Tomlin tottered after, sputtering words of encouragement, to Charles and Henley sneered. Mr. Tomlin saw them safely shut out, but resisting Walter's importunities to accompany them, he returned to the counter.

I say, Clutch 'em, it's all-fired cold out Give us 'nother neck-warmer. I'm goin to take one good leg-stretcher, and then strike a hee-line for purgatory 1 Poor Tomlin said Mr. Redmond, as they turned away, from Jones's Store CHAPTER XXX. The 'farm' behind the dilapidated frame house in Berkshire, Massachusetts, was seamed with yellow ridges and the evening air was redolent with the odor of new hay. The cows were chewing their cud in the yard, exhaling the scent of fresh milk, and the pig was munching and grunting in its savory pen.

Martha Stanhope, flushed and weary looking, was preparing the evening meal of pork and pickles, cakes and pies and tea; and Silas was washing his big feet and brown hands, at the after his day's labor of haying and milking was done when the sound of wheels drawing up to the gate, provoked him to desist from the process of ablution, and listen. Silas 'peeked' through the window, and started up very suddenly, exclaiming with animation Wall ef there ain't 'Lonzo come up from New Yorick, I swan He stepped on the towel, and with sundry scrapes and wriggles, to absorb the wet, anS avoid tracking the floor, he hurried from the kitchen, and out to the gate with one clean foot, and one dirty; hair standing on end, and suspenders flapping behind him. Alonzo Stanhope, another brother of Horace, was a small, delicate man, with an air of city refinement about him. His hands and feet were small; his dress a la mode, and his language pruned of all Yankee provincialisms- His pale chustnut hair was slightly dusted with years his light blue eyes had an open, frank expression, and a perpetual smile sat upon the ingenuous, manly face. Hi3 tout ensemble wa3 that of man who could be trusted.

Alonzo was a land-broker on Nassau Street New York, and doing a prosperous business There was a striking, painful contrast between the city gentleman and the country clown, whose big hard hand he was shaking so cordially. Not the slightest resemblance existed between the two, indicative of fraternity, except in stature and the color of their eyes. Silas conducted his unexpected visitor into the Mcpiug-rwm which was a large unfinished apartment, very plain In Its appointments, and slender in details. A home-made carpet, a- dozen chairs, noticable only for substantiality; a small table, supporting smaller looking-glass, and larere bed in one corner, made up the inventory of Silas Stanhope's RALEIGH, N. started slightly smiled, and drew out his watch.

Seven, Edalia it is time, if you would call for Agnes Di's nimble fingers speedily performed their accustomed office, and they started for the old school-house. Are you cold, Edie queried Walter, as they approached the establishment of Tomlin memory wrapping her furs around her till she gasped for breath i and peeping cunningly under at her half-buried visage. No, but I shall be, if you go on at this rate I'll thank you for a little more air I hope Mr. Tomlin will be there, Walter 'So do indeed 'Tomlin, Tomlin' repeated Mr. Redmond, who was growing a little deaf, and consequently a little more inquisitive than formerly 'what of Tomlin, young ones A noble fellow, in the main, but has a termagant wife, I'm told and flies to the bottle fbr refuge A roofless returned Walter with a sigh- So it is, bdy so it is -the frying pan and the fire but thousands of poor wretches have taken the leap, impelled by domestic discord and Tomlin, though possessing the elements of by faith, there's Charles They stopped mechanically, and among the crowd gathered beneath the low roof of ones' Store they discerned Chester his face flushed with excitement, evidently Mr.

Tomlin, Col. Henley and Peter Simpkins. Edalia, I must resign you to uncle. Charles must not remain here i Oh don't enter that dsn, Walter remember poor Tray He looked down, with his beaming blue eyes brimming with soft and silent eloquence. And remember Daniel, Edie.

I must exercise my powers of persuasion. Go with uncle, little trembler, and believe ms not too brave to fly from danger He resigned her to Mr. Redmond, with a lingering pressure of the hand that lay upon his arm, and sprang up the steps, with a happy smile upon his handsome face. A shout went up from the bacchanal crew within as the door closed upon his tall, manly form. By Jupiter, here's a pretty ejaculated Mr.

Redmond, Why, how you tremble. Are you cold, Ed Not a bit, sir; but I don't like this business, uncle. Walter will stir up this whole nest of vipers by his cold water presence, and I fear for the consequences That's a fact, girl Come round this corner from the keen air, Ed, and let's watch the sisrns of the times from this loophole of a window. It's a blasted mean trick, this eavesdropping, but I'll be hanged by the ears if I'm going to leave the boy in this fix. I am bound to see fair play, if the odds are against us.

There's Hen ley his animosity is burning for vengeance- and he'll scruple at nothing, to accomplish his object, and involve him in an 'affair of honor Ho n-o-r! If he does succeed, by the beard of Jo Smith, I'll he doubled up his fist and looked at it pugnaciously. During this effervescence of the old gentleman's indignation and solicitude, Edalia was watehins anxiously, the gyrations of the motley crew within. She descried Walter at the farther end of the room, in lowpbut earnest conversation with Charles, whose varying countenance betrayed his mental excitement. Gen'lemen '-said the intoxicated and reeling Peter 'walk up'n lay this unction t' yr inner man. I'll stan treat.

Dum viv'mus vi'amus, gen'lemen, 'n go to glory w'en we shuf-fle off (hie!) this mor-mor-tal coil, Mr. Tomlin turned off a surprising quantity of gold-colored liquid, in answer to this invitation smacked his lips, with a relish, over the empty tumbler, and made a snake-track in the direction of Charles and, Walter. He brought one hand down, heavily, upon Charles's shoulder, and stammered out 'Go 'long man 'n no sneakin'. Wall's right 'n no mistake for I tell you, fellers, there's death in the pot 'n no 'Lisha to tend it Walter addressed him, in a low, indistinct tone. He wrung the young man's proffered hand, and responded Can't do it, boy can't do it! I'll own I ought to but you see the devil got into my pea patch, and pulled up all the vines 'fore the resolutions ripened raised a rumpass gin'rally, and I jest let go the ropes and and am goin' down the hill to hell,) in desperation Can't do it boy God bless ye, though, I know you're right 'Oh! yes' cried the insulting Henley 'go it, Tom Turn the grindstone for the able disciple of Coke Mr.

Redmond's fingers shut around Edalia's arm, like a vice, I at this taunt. The blood ran icy, through her jveins, and she held her breath to catch hb Walter's face was livid, but not a'muscle mov ed, as he turned; coolly, and bowed to the Colonel with a slight curl of his chiselled lip. Henley chafed- Bravo, my boy whispered Mr. Redmond, rubbing his hands with delight treat him with silent contempt A wise man prevaileth in power, for he screeneth his battering engine but a fool tilteth headlong, and his enemy is aware A ragged inejbriate, in the highest state of spiritual felicity, squared; himself in the middle of the aisle, and Commenced a circular movement, catching at the bystanders, to preserve a perpen. dicular posture, wh en the law of gravitation became too powerful for his weak head to resist, and sang, jubilantly Old Father Matthew an' 'Ow merry were we.

Wen we nn'er the June apile t'ee Ei'o! wPnt 'is 'at on 'is ead, Keep 'is 'ead warm. An' Uxk notJUr drinJt, '11 do 'im no harm Ei' (hie He staggered up to the counter, and acted upon the suggestion emptied a brimming glass, that descended from his nerveless hand, with a concussion that shivered it to atoms. The dealer in sundries, anathematized the whole race of bipeds, collectively, at this casualty whereupon, the offender struck a pugilistic attitude, but' lost his equilibrium, and disappeared behind the counter, to the terror of numerous toes, that retaliated for their excruciated agonies by well-directed and hearty kicks at the prostrate ffounderer. Gen'lemen said Peter I'm single mn-nf gen'lemen, or you wouldn't see me 'n this disre-p'table condition. I know I'm drunk, feller citizens, but I've no wife (hie to mourn over my d'plorable condition 'n 'nfatuation, like Chester Written for the Field and Firiide.

THE FUNERAL BELL. Toll! toll! toll! What woe the knell ia bringing Gone, gone is an idol frail, To which fond hearts are clinging Lost lostiaa cherished one, la sleep that knows no waking-Toll! toll! toll! For a loving heart is breaking Toll! toll! toll! What thoughts are eadly coming Up from ont the ehrouded past. Where Hope sat, softly humming Songs of gladness, sweet and low, On sanny life's wayside Toll! toll! toll! For the hopes that early died Toll toll toll How like the dirge that shaded All the true and trusting heart, When its first love-star faded Dimming all the golden aisle To shadeless days of yore Toll! toll! toll! For the ray that beams no mere Toll! tolll toll! Tis meet the doleful knelling. Moaning round the eaves Of the Old Year's wintry dwelling Cold, white and stiy Lies the tenant on hia bier Toll toll! toll! Tor the death of the pale Old Tear I Sarah J. C.

Whittijmzt. Written for the Field and Fireside. BERTHA THE BEAUTY. BY SARAH J. C.

WHITTLESEY. CHAPTER XXIX. 'And so Agnes has said Mr. Redmond, as he lolled back in his easy chair, before a blazing winter fire, with his feet elevated to an astonishing height, upon the mantel Only went to play bridesmaid for a cousin, eh and disappoint the wiseacres hereabouts. Wonder what the busy bodies 511 scare up next, Wall, my boy? But, by Jupiter, I thought so, too; and p'raps 'tain't too late yet He looked askance at the young man.

Walter colored. I shall never marry Agnes, The old gentleman's eyes snapped, and his heels slid down the mantel right nimbly, and brought up on the fender, with a ring! 'Eh! well, by Jupiter, I thought it was a fixed fact; and so schooled myself, accordingly Didn't you, Ed No, sir You didn't Then what did you think yon gipsy, That I received my information from a reliable source, uncle 'Oh, ho! So Agnes let the cat out, and bound you over to keep mum -No, sir. Agnes never alluded to the subject 'Hallo! what the He looked from Walter-to her, and from her to Walter. Well, I'm an old man, but I'll be hanged if I can ready yet Mr. Redmond made a hasty exit, with a juvenile step, and roguish smile.

Edalia bent over her sewing, industriously, and there was a long pause. When she looked up, she met the young man's deep, earnest eye, riveted, half-rnournfully, upon her face. He i I teeping-room -r 4. JL JLW i i.