Pittston Gazette and Susquehanna Anthracite Journal

              in ii i —i. « ■ .■.. ■■ -e**r • W, i.wmrr , PITTSTON dGRte GAZETTE AID SUOTlffil AITHMOTB JOUMAL w a) f a tBnkltj lfriMjiaptr--(l!roirtrti to Otitis, litnatart, tjjt JQercantile, - mining, Jtelianitnl, mil %iraltornl gntttMte af tjit Canntrtj, Snsfrtxtfian, 2niirairat, kt. )-®tj Hidjnrt k |Spipf. VOLUME L-NUMBER 10. PITTSTON, PENNA., FRIDAY, OCTOBER 4, 1850. $2.00 PER ANNUM. no. Here he met with affectionate, greeting and sympathising hearts, and here he determined to sojourn for a time. A week after his arrival, his brother's wife informed him that ahe had reoeived a letter from a widowed aister, then in Paris, stating that she would be with them in a fortnight. fidence, and happily it was not misplaced. Into her hands he consigned the precious charges, and faithfully did ahe acquit herself. Whole days and sometimes a week would pasa without the countess seeing any of them, although under the same roof! thoughts, and a wavering, undecided expression hovered over hor countenance. Long and deeply she meditated, and at gather sufficiently of the horrid truth to surmise that he had fallen into the river; and my misgivings were fearfully confirmed by the sight of an object floating on the surface, which proved to'be a blue velvet cap, which he had put on when he left the house. My feelings, when the awful reality burst upon my mind, I will not attempt to portray or delineate. How I reached the house, I know not. All that I can remember, is that I told the terrified servants that Frederick was drowned, and my senses were steeped in oblivion. thize with him, only in generaljterms. The place was situated in a lonely, obscure retreat, and the tidings were not likely to be extensively promulgated. No one knew anything concerning the sad event except that some vague rumor, relative to something of the kind, had reached their ears, but none could give a statistic or satisfactory account, of tlxe tragio circumstance. was the first token of tenderness (he had ever bestowed upon her. iPinnrs'Mi PRINTED AND PUBLISHED WEEKLY ST «. 91. Rlchart A. H. ». Phillips. . A -*°cD - length the expression of indecision gradually settled into one of determination. " Ob, bless you, bless you, dear mother, cried the weeping ohild, as she raised her tear-stained face to the agitated countess.— This from you makes me forget the past. May heaven bless you forever; and now, adieu, adieu," and pressing her hand to her lips the happy, though weeping Rom* bel, left the apartment. Qjlcd Witt tidt of Main Street, second Story of the " Long Store " oj Witner Cf- Wood. Having undoubtedly resolved in her mind how to act upon the subject which so intensely engrossed her thoughts, she hastily snatched up a pen, and commenced writing. She continued uninterruptedly and with much attention in this occupation until she had completed a long document closely written, and having sealed and directed it, she summoned the footman and put it into bis bands with many strict injunctions to convey it immediately to the post office. Thi "Gixette" ia published every Friday, at Two DouiM per annum. Two Dollar* and Firry Cent* will be charged if not paid within the Frederick pondered over this statement. An idea which had never entered hia mind since the death of his wife, now took possession of him. But time rolled on. The countess herself became a mother. A boy was folded with pride to the maternal bosom. The care, the attention, the love she had hitherto denied to the helpless claimants of her spouse, now fully developed itself unto her own, and as she pressed her infant to her heart, she secretly formed plans for his future aggrandizement, and secretly -vowed that he should reign lord over the broad domains of Lindendorf. year. Ho paper will be discontinued until all arrearage* art paid. Advertisement* are inserted conepicuously at One Dollar per square of fourteen lines for three inaertiona; and Twenty-fit* Cents additional for every eubaequent insertion. A liberal deduction to those who advertise for aix There had never been much love or sympathy, such as should characterize the married state, between the count and his lady; but now, even what little friendly feelings had existed between them, they were, and it seemed mutually, obliterated, forever, and their lives, henceforth were a continual scene of contention and discord. The count remained but amonth at Glenmaire, and then announced hie intention of returning to Lindendorf, but at the aame time telling Rosabel and her nurae that they might remain aa long aa they wished. All parties vrer£ satisfied with this arrangement, but were grieved at the audden departure of the count, who withheld from them his motives for so doing, and a very few days completed his visit at Glenmaire castle. " Who knows but she might be a mother for my babes V he said mentally. When I recovered to a state of sensibility, I found my maid leaning over me weeping bitterly. Instantly the dreadful event recurred to my memory, and oh! the anguish I endured when she told me that the body could not be found. Every effort to recover it, had been made ; they had dragged the river with nets and hooks, but all, all in vaio. The little cap is the only memento, left, to tell of his sad, untimely fate. Oh! my brother, I know not what to say in self-defence. My conscience upbraids me, and tells me, that with my foolish persistence, in urging you to allow him to remain with me, that I have been the fatal, though still innocent cause of his early death. When you receive this, I shall be far from hence, for never, never can I witness your grief on your return, or bear your reproaches for my unfaithful discharge of my duty to your lost boy. That the blessing of heaven may be upon you, and support you in this trying hour, and under these afflicting circumstances, is the prayer Cf your wretched sister, monthi or the whole year. ... . Job Work.—We have connected with our establUhment a well selected assortment of Jos Trrt, which will enable ua to execute, in the neatest style, every variety of printing. Being practical printer* ouraelve*, we can afford to do work on as reasonable terms as any other office in the county. All lettera and communications addressed to the Gazette must be post paid, and endorsed by a responsible name, to receive attention. The appointed time came and ao did the widow. She waa young, rich and highborn ; amiable and surpassingly beautiful ; what more could count Lindendorf desire ? After three months acquaintance, he proposed and was accepted. Madame Balfoure became countess Lindendorf. We will now pass over the space of five weeks, in which nothing o'f moment occurred. Count Lindendorf was sitting in his dressing room, indulging in a gloomy reverie, for lately his mind had from aome cause unknown to himself, been the prey of melancholy reflections, when he was interrupted by the entrance of a messenger, bearing a sealed packet, which he extended to the outstretched hand of the count, and then turned and left the apartment in silence. The count hastily opened it, and found it contained a letter bearing the badge of death. He tremblingly broke the prophetic seal, but ere two momenta more, he laid upon the floor senseless and apparently lifeleaa. The countesa, who happened to be in the next room, heard the heavy fall,but without any idea of whence it originated, being ignorant of her Lord's proximity, she hastened to ascertain the cause, and the reader may easily picture her consternation when she beheld him lying upon the carpet to all appearance without life. With the utmost agitation ahe summoned the domestics, who lifted him to a lounge, and applied some restoratives, which in a little while recalled him to animation. But .while the servants were administering to her Lord, the countess' eye had caught the letter which was apparently the cause of so much alarm, and quickly she glided over the contents, and her choek crimsoned and grew pallid by turns, while the tumultous th robbings of her heart, and the nervous grasp of the hand, betrayed the agitation which shook the fibres of her very soul. Years rolled away without any material change in the household of Lindendorf. The count had settled down into a gloomy, taciturn unsocial being, and the only confident he could boast, was the faithful nurse, and tried friend, old Mary, whose grief on receiving the intelligence of her darling Fredy's death, which was not announced, until the return of her master from Italy, will not admit of description. Her indignation, in consequence of the startling announcement not being forwarded to the Castle, by Madame Lindendorf, at the time of the fatal catastrophe, was justly aroused, and ever afterwards, when the subject was mentioned in her presence, she would significantly shake her head, and say that 'foul deeds, may be perpetrated under the fairest appearances.' After the counters' convalescence she proposed a tour to Italy and the count being in no wise averae to the project, assented, and they made preparationa for the journey. They were however, interrupted in their anticipations, by a dispatch from his only brother, saying that he was lying dangeroualy ill, and wiahed to aee them and the children once more, aa he believed he should never recover. This intelligence greatly distressed the count and they set out for the banks of the Arno that night with all the children, and old Mary, the nurse. When they reached their place of destination, they found their friend and brother rapidly hastening to that " bourne from whence no traveller returns." Great was the distress of that household. No hopes were entertained by the physician for hia recovery. A few hours would terminate hia earthly career, and he was aware of it. He knew well the nature of hia disease, and he felt that he must die. But he was resigned, he was prepared to meet his fate calmly and composedly. One thought only, distressed him. That waa the loneliness of his widow and orphan boy. That preyed upon his mind and for that purpose he desired to communicate with his elder brother. After the first meeting was over, and the first burst of emotion had subsided, the room was cleared, and the brothers were left by themselves. Long, earnestly and attentively they communicated, and when their interview waa over an expression of satisfaction rested on the oountenance of both. Three hours afterwards they closed the eyes of William Lindendorf, and their hearts were desolate, and their house, a house of mourning.' They re mained with the disconsolate widow a month, and then made preparation for returning to the castle, but not before they had urged repeatedly, but unavailingly, the bereaved mourner to accompany them. One favor she requested of them, which the count reluctantly complied with, but so earnestly did she appeal, that he could not for a moment refuse. This was to leave the little Frederick with her as a companion for hia cousin, who was of bis own age, until afler their return from Italy. The countess willingly and readily complied with the proposition, but her husband assented with a pang, he knew not why it was, but something whispered that it should not be so. Frederick remained with his aunt and cousin, and the father returned home, gloomily and depressed. In another month, they commenced their long anticipated tour, accompanied by the little Rudolph, who was now more than four months old; one female attendant, and the count's footman, leaving old Mary, who greatly lamented the loss of her darling Fredy; entrusted with the special charge of little Rosabel, at the castle. They travelled leisurely and visited many places of interest. In the vicinity of Florence, the count engaged a handsome villa, where they had oonoluded to sojourn for a few months, having met there with some of hia boyhood's companion*, who insisted on them remaining in their neighborhood for a time. The count was not altogether reconciled to thia arrangement, on account of hia 8bsent darlings, for whom he experienced unwonted uneasiness, but the friends, aided by the countess, carried the day, and undisputably aettled the question. The count had left Lindendorf a mourning and bereaved widower, he returned a gay and cheerful bridegroom.— His bride was fascinating and amusing, and he was happy. He warmly welcomed her to the castle, and she traversed it with the air of a mistress, .conscious of her dignity. He led her through the suite of apartments once belonging to another, and pointed out the various objects wWoli filled them with apparent aatisfaction. But he paused, when standing opposite the portrait of his late partner. His heart beat quicker, his breast heaved audibly, his lips quivered as he traced the beautiful outlines and the life-like, almost breathing imitation of that gentle one. " The light of that mild, blue eye," rested tenderly, confidingly upon him, as in formw days; the expression of the countenance was calm and serene. He turned to his new countess, scrutinized the beautiful features and superb form, and then again turned to the portrait. His emotion overpowered him, he burst into tears. Never was there a greater contraat than was exhibited between that painted canvass and the new made bride, one breathing heaven itself, in the gentle beam of the soft eye, while the other, proudly beautiful, with curling lip, and flashing eye of midnight blackness, betrayed the fiery nature of her haughty soul, and stood by the side of her bridegroom, unmoved, and untouched by the sight of his visible distress. Her's was not the hand to dry the tear, or the voice to pour consolation into the bleeding heart. Her's was not the heart to sympathise with affliction, or share the troubles, the woes, the ills of life's chequered pathway, and count Lindendorf was not long in making this discovery. Ere six months of his second wedding had passed over his head, he found out that to enjoy peace, he was compelled toy ield the soeptre which he had hitherto awayed indisputably, into other hands. He discovered that he had his equal in point of interest, ambition, and pride, and that to accomplish any formed project, she would break down all that opposed her design, but she would gain her ends. Her mind's eye once fixed upon an object, no persuation, no threats could turn her from her purpose. (Original CONTINUED NEXT WEEK. Speaking of Barnum's Chinese lady, who is holding court at Amory Hall, and who boasts a foot only 2 1-2 inches long, the Post observes that—"In some countries one thing, and in other countries something else indicates beauty. 'What a splendid woman !' says the Hottentot, 'aha weighs 300!' In American it is, 'What a lovely girl, her waist is only a span !' In China it is, 'What a lily! her foot is only two inches.' So we go. Which is the best I" Down Bast Oirls. For the Pittston Gazette A Retrospect.—by mount Friends warm in youth grow cold as age comes o», When life's bright morn and sunny beams are gone, Their generon* feelings, as those bright beams fade, Are chilled and frozen by the bleak world's shade. Absence, or time, orintereel cool* the fire That promised once with lift alone t'expire, And friendship's ardor* one by one, depart, Till e'en its ashes cease to warm the heart. __ There was a time when I could boant a friend Whose feelings, thoughts and soul with mine would blend: To this the wag of tire Belfast (Me) Journal, who is evidently aa shrewd a connoisseur of female beauty, as the Moor whom Shakspeare has immortalised, repliea in the following satisfactory style: We met a* constant a* the evening came, Our studies, pleasures, plans, our room the *ame; Blest were those years, and bright the careless hours We thus united, spent in college-bower*. Rosabel, our heroine had now attained her tenth year, and never did admiring eyes rest on a more fairy-like, bewitching creature. She had grown up in the halls of her ancestors, under the watchful guardianship of her father, and the judicious but affectionate training of her excellent nurse, upon whom she hnd long looked as a mother, and who faithfully deserved the confidence and trust, which had been reposed in her. Never were mother and daughter more affectionately combined or more trustingly united, than were the youthful Rosabel and the aged Mary. And she had not been forgotten by her former charges. She had received a written invitation, couched in the most affectionate terms, from Lady Bertha Glenmaire, Rosabel's aunt, and only sister of her deceased mother; who had wedded a Scotish nobleman, and was now settled at Glenmaire castle, in the highlands of Scotland, and earnestly pressed her to pay them a visit, accompanied by little Rosabel, and at the same time count Lindendorf received a similar epistle, begging that he and his lady, whom they had never seen, would come with them. The count mentioned the subject to his wife, but she repulsively declined the kind entreaty, and declared that he could suit himself concerning the visit, but for her part she should not trouble herself about it. WILHSLMINA LlNDK.NDOBF. After becoming more composed, the count expressed (lis determimtion of commencing their homeward journey, the following morning, Jand gave orders to his servants, to that purpose. The countess violently opposed that measure, but he had firmly resolved what course to pursue, and for once, since his union with her, he carried his point, in opposition to her wishes, and the next morning witnessed their departure from the villa. " Nature of course. We can show you some specimens down east, who hare not been deformed by liver-sqeezera of tight shoes, fatted after the manner of Hottentots, or starved a la mode in cities. They have grown up according to organic laws, dieted on beef steak and corn bread, exercised as the Greeks used to; are up and coming like a flock of partridges with a pointer among 'em, can wash the tea things, go out and milk the cow, and jump over a five rail fence with the pail full and never spill a drop. Needn't "rap;" we have seen 'em do it.' Knibu«ia«U both, how many • golden dream, jln ag« more sober would romantic deem, Oor youth indulg'd—ahould fortune'* proaperoua F * tttend our course, and fill our flying Mil, )r adverse tempest* swell th' opposing tide, Ind dangers rise, to Mil still side by side, friendship our pilot, heaven our only guide— inch was our fervent vow—oft pledged in tears, Vann as our hope# and tender as our years j Jot our light barks, alas! ill-formed to brave rh« storms that toss lift's sea, the first rough wavs Tore wide apart, the union cords were riv'n, And ftr away the sever'd barks are driven, And now, uncheer'd by friendship's ardent glow, Affection's flame, whatever can bestow [ray Warmth on the heart, with scarce one lingr'ing Of h6pe to gild life's dark and dreary way, Confined to cold seclusion's chilling shade, The bloom of taste and light of feeling fade, .And on my mind a dead'nlng stupor lies, Heavy and deep, liks sleep upon the «y«s. pituton, Bept. 25, 1850. But the agitation of bit mind, had been too much for his already shattered system, to bear against, and that night he was led to his couoh, on reaching a retired inn ; in an alarming state, and soon his senses wandered into the wildest flights of delirium. He raved of his Rosa, and with bitter imprecations cursed the day he ever beheld Soplirana Balfoure ; and then his drowning boy would burst upon his fevered imagination, and with scalding tear, and heart-rending entreaties, he would implore those around, to rescue the body from the devouring fishes, and seeing no one take heed of his prayers, he would endeavour to spring from his bed, reproaching them as heartless wretches, in witnessing the struggles«of his ohild without making an effort to save him from death. Peculiarities of Sea Sioknees. A deep groan and then a burst of tears from her suffering husband, called her attention to him, and with words of condolence flowing thick and fast, while the tears were coursing down her cheeks, she endeavoured to assuage his grief, and pacify his dreadful emotion. We find in a letter from an eminent physician of Connecticut, who haa recently made the voyage to Europe, aome observation upon the peculiarities and good affects of sea sickness which are new to ua and may be to many other*. Ha says that in cases of protracted indisposition arising from a defective action of the liver, sea sickness produces wonders. The fact is well known to the people in the small fishing towns of Massachusetts; and hence those greatly enfeebled by impaired diges. tion, without the advice of a physician, persuaded by their handy neighbors of the value of a trip to the Grand Banks, of a week or two s duration, often undertake such a voyage, and are quickly restored by it to vigorous health. Acute rheuraatism is most wonderously subdued by the first approach of nausea at sea. Ha observed on the voyage that " persons with red hair seemed less effected than -others. Those having light complexions, with light hair, were the first to sicken, but by the third day out, again took their plaoss at table, although occasionally cascading a little on first leaving their berths in the morning. Both gentlemen and ladies of dsrk complexion, appeared never to be wholly exempt from a disturbed fseling at the stomach. Some of this latter olass soarcely venture on deck during the voyage. Small children quite disregarded sea sickness, if they had any; and with respeot to nursing infants, they were exempt from any symp. toms, of it." QKBKKKBAib MS. Written cipreail; for the Pittiton Gazette. ' Oh no, no, he cried, wringing his hands in agony, you cannot comfort me, you cannot console my riven heart. Think on what I have lost, by this fatal, fatal visit. Had we remained at home this would never have been. Oh! where, where will ray woes end ) My wife, my Rosa, too gentle for earth was torn from my arms, my sainted mother too soon alas, followed, then my faithful, noble brother was born to the some mother dust; but, my boy, my darling boy, the hope and pride of future years as I too fondly anticipated, the noblest of my noble race, dead, drowned, food for fishes; not even tho privilege of christian burial. Oh! God, it cannot be,—and yet, oh, horror! "it is, it is." And the wretched father gave way to the most pitiable and heart-rending distress, refusing consolation and 'would not be comforted.' €jl13tait'0 C£omIi. IT Mill LUCT ZIRST. [CONTINUED.*] «oukt Frbdbbick Lindendorf was a man of the world, and for the world he lived. He was proud of the long line of ancestry from which he sprung, and how to aggrandise his family had been the study and ambition of his life. He had lost his elder brother when he had attained his twentieth year, and Frederick, at eighteen was count Lindendorf. Even then ambition was the leading star of his existence, and the chief trait in his character, and though grieved for the loss of his noblehearted brother and companion, he was still not sorry to answer to the pompous epithet " My Lord," and thought himself much better calculated to bear the honors of Lindendorf, than his more gentle brother had been. His widowed mother almost sunk under this affliciting blow, for Rudolph had been her favorite, noble and unassuming; mild and gentle as herself. "See,•see, he would cry, pointing to the centre of the apartment, with starting eyes, and despairing expression, now he rises to the surface and stretches his little hands for aid, will ye not save him 7 miserable hirelings! will ye not stretch forth an helping hand to my struggling, dying boy? Oh, Qod! Oh, God! if ye will not, at least free me, and let me fly and save, or perish with him. Oh, Heaven ! he sinks, he sinks for the last time, he will rise no more, hardened wretches ! he's gone, gone from my sight forever, and ye, ye would not save him, when ye could!" And thus he continued until he became so exhausted that his voice sunk into a whisper, too low to be understood. Gradually he grew more tranquil, and at length sunk into a stupor whieh he did not arouse till morning. The count turned away in silence, and sought old Mary. He told her to make all necessary arrangements for the journey, expressing his acquiescence in the affair, and that hs himself should be one of the party. The delighted nurse set about making preparations for the proposed visit, with youthful energy, and in less than a fortnight all due arrangements were completed, and they were ready to set off. " If 1 were a man, was her favorite idiom, I would live and die for glory. 1 would wade through fields of blood ; I would face the cannon's mouth ; I would meet the charged bayonets of the enmy, unquailing and unappalled, I would encounter every danger and win fame, glory and renown to hand down to my posterity, or I would meet death face to face, and perish, not, without a struggle lo conquer even the grim foe himself. Conquer or die !— Glory or everlasting forgetfulnesa ! should be my motto, throughout the ranks of death and danger." The day of their I6ave-taking at the castle arrived, and the coach which was to convey them to the water's edge was waiting in the court-yard. Rosabel tarried for a moment in the great hall, fully equipped for travelling, as if in hesitation. Her father's voice bidding her hasten that they were ready, recalled her, and begging him to wait one moment, she disappeared. She flew up the great staircase, and tremblingly sought the apartment of her step-mother. The epistle which caused this agonising scene, read thus — "My beloved friend and brother." I hove seated myself to perform a task from which my soul shrinks with horror, at the idea of the misery, the wretchedness which this epistle will inflict upon you. I know not how to write or express my fearful missive, but it must be done, aud oh! may God grant you hi* grace to bear it. Your darling, whom you left, so unwillingly, to my oharge, is, oh, my brain reels, my soul sickens, but he is no more. I shall never be able after this awful disaster, to encounter your reproachful eye, or to meet you with a free heart and conscience, for to myself alone, must I attribute the fault, the blame, for had I not urged you to leave him with me, at your departure this awful calamity would have been averted and would not have darkened the light of your existenoe. Oh, my God! the thought is maddening—it tears my brainit rives my soul with withering horror, and harrowing agony. But 1 must, I must, give the horrible detail. Last night just ae twilight set in, 1 left the house to search for the two children, whose abeence was how. ever nothing unooarajon, as they had often wandered forth through the grounds, without any idea of danger in thia sequestered spot. I searched and called for a considerable length of time, when I espied my little Willie coming out of a thicket of trees and bushes, by the river side, and I hastily inquired for his cousin when he pointed to the water, and by the gestures and what few words I could understand, as you know hi* sp»»ch is almosfeqpiotelligible, 1 could To Xaep Apples. Wipe every apple dry with a cloth and see that no blemished ones are left among them. Have ready a very dry tight barraf, and cover the bottom with dry pebbles— These will attract the damp of the apples— Then put in the fruit; head the barrel; and plaster the seams with mortar, taking oar* to have a thick rim of mortar all round the top. Let the barrel remain undisturbed in the same place till you want the apples for use. Pippins, bell-flowers, and other apples of the best sort, may be kspt in this way till July. Sometimes the count would be led to admire the intrepidity, the firmness and daring of his haughty and ambitious countess, for sentiments like these were not unknown his character, but when that firmness of purpose and unbending will, were exercised over himself, then he felt its galling bitterness, then he almost cursed the yoke which he had so voluntarily assumed. At times like these would the memory of his gentle Rom, with all her yielding sweetness, and affectionate dependence, rise up in his agonized soul and mike the reality doubly bitter by the wide contrast. Now he learned to appreciate her worth, her gentleness. Now when it was too late he bitterly exclaimed. Three weeks elapsed before count Lindendorf was pronounced sufficiently recovered to resume his journey. The conduct of his countess during his illness, and from the time they left the villa, was absolutely disgusting. She evinced not the least symptoms of feeling, or affection, even when his case was considered precarious, nor came forward to render any assistance, or endeavored to compose his troubled imagination, with such soothing applications as true affection alone can utter with effeot. With sullen indifference, and a gloomy, abstracted air, she wandered around the apartment; at times venting her spleen and ill humor upon the attend, ants, who, disgusted with her ill nature, shunned her wherever she sppeared. Her child alone, seemed to share her attention, and unlimited care,and on him she lavished all her tenderness. At twenty-three the ambitious and worldly minded Frederick wedded, and the ladv of his choice was his equal in rank and wealth ; but mild as the summer breeze, many surmises were entertained, that her gentle soul would be unequal to cope wih his stern nature. But the young countess loved her husband, and true love endures many trials. He treated her kindly and respectfully, and they lived together contentedly for (bur years. She died in giving birth to the lovely Rosabel, mm) with her expiring breath bequeathed her helpless babe, and a noble boy of two summers, to the care of the dowager countess of Lindendorf, who resided with them. With many tears, she promised, faithfully to comply with her last request, and the dying mother breathed a feeble blessing and with a sweet smile of satisfastion playing over her lovely features, the young and gentle countess breathed her pure spirit into the bosom of her Maker. Count Lindendorf deeply mourned his early low, and before another year had rolled away, he was called to witness another trial, the death bed of bis gentle mother. Now his hewt desolate indeed. No on* to look to, no oa* to comfort him, he took his babee and paid a visit to his younger brother, who had married and settl?d pleasantly on the banks of the Ar- "Lady Lindendcrf, she murmured, as she slowly advanced to the countess and extended her little hand, I cannot leave my home without bidding you good-bye.— Will you not speak one kind word to me, before we part, it may be, forever?" and a pearly tear trembled in the eye of the sweet child. To keep Grapes. See that there are no imperfect grape* on any of the bunches. They must not be too ripe. Put in the boottom of a keg a layer of bran that has been dried in the mo, or in an oven, and afterward* become quit* cold. Upon the bran, place a layer of grapes with bran between the bunches eo that they may not touch each other. Prooerd thus with alternate layers of grape* till the keg is full; seeing that the last is a thiok layer of bran. Then close the keg; nailing on the head so that no air can penetrate. Grapes' may also be packed m fin* wood ashes that has been well sifted. " Geod bye, Rosabel, I hope you may have a pleasant visit," coldly answered the countess, as she turned away from the innocent pleader. They had been settled in their novel and interesting retreat but three weeks, when the footman one morning entered the countess ' boudoir with a letter. She took it quickly from his hands, but startled as she perceived upon it an insignia of mourning. She was on the point of breaking the seal with an eager, trembling baud, when she observed the direction. " Oh, mother! Lady Lindendorf! speak kindly to me now; we may never meet •gain, something seems to tell me so, oh! let us part friends!" and she folded the trembling hand of her step-mother between her own, and gazed into her face with an expression which might have called forth the sympathies of a savage. " Oh Roea! I never knew thee till now ! I never valued thee till now, till now, when it is too, too late. Would, that the tomb had enclosed us both." His sweet children formed the chief happiness of his domsstic life. With rapture he watched their growing beauty and the developments of their characters, and he made it his chief duty to see that they had proper attendants, and in that respect he was peculiarly blest. He had early seen that his bride was not the " mother to his babes," as he had anticipated, and he procured an old nurse who had been employed in that capacity by his first wife's mother. Ir her he placed the utmost con- "Tis not for me, 'tis for your lord, blockhead 1 but no difference, she resumed on second thought, I will take it to him myself. Begone, instantly." And quick as thought the domestic vanished. ' Pour months from the period of their departure from Lindendorf castle, on their tour to Italy, the oount and oountess returned, and once more were stationed in the halls of his ancestors. He had visited the estate of his deceased brother, but return, ed home* more dissatisfied than ever. The placs had been leased into other hands, and the faces of strangers greeted him with a formal welcome. H« spoke of his little Frederick's unpappy fate, but they knew nothing of the particulars, tnd could sym- j/r by exposing it to the heat of the tire, stirring it frequently. After. tity of it in a oloae bo* of Infill, oranges (which must all k»|fiv , ) in this sand) placio* dMtpn ■tch each other, and with tlw atom -ds. At the top put a thick d quite two inchea deep. Gov. i olof ly, and keep it in % «co| There wu a struggle in the bosom of the countess. For a moment she hesitated, but her better nature far one* triumphed. She bent down and pressed her )i)|« upon the fair brow of the angelio girl. To Keep Take a it very dry •un or the ward* le put • quai Bury your feotly good as not to tc and downwt layw of nr er the bo* place. After his exit, she tore it open, and trembled with excessive emotion, aa her eye rapidly glanced over the scroll, and leaning her head upon her hand, she sunk into along, deep, absorbing reverie. Whaever were the contents, they seemed to h«v« taken unlimited possession of her A pause followed. Rosabel had bjrnd her face in the fold* of the oountese' robe. A sob broke the silence of the apartment, the last action of her step-mother had. overpowered her, and she sobbed aloud. It