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LDWVILLE, In every chamber the q«r- h fbi myself a very profitable future. er the window^ like, ed, for a little, upon the past. feSter J. O'DossEit's Cloth : Lewis Gounty,jN.Jif., un- «, £ttUither«&d Proprietor, orders'and communications iiinini will-bev - -'- «DVKHTisrsa. £.»< ,.--.; ?J BiTis o* •- -tea*j««re.] or Week'.. 1 iquare 1 *«.- 3 \ 1 '\ S months I \ 6 \ Tv ,.. v . 1 \ 1 year . c . .....* ...... <Otft Ixurth Column 3i months, .^s One fourth Column 6 months,. « ,«». \ lyear.. \' third\ \B months : « v \ iVear, \ Half \ 6 months « \ \ i year \ Column 1 \ 0.75 . 8,00 . 5,00 . 8,00 . \7 10,00 15,00 12,00 20,00 15,00 25,00 50,00 i^ladvertisemeats inserted at the rates CARDS. -H. B. SSXYESXfiR, Attorney and Counsellor«at Law, LowviHe,Le-nris County Sf. Y. V. J , '- lv • • •. M. Bfc SMITH, •Hardwate:Jferehant, fcowvilfc, Le»is Co., * HE fiOST W1CR HOUSK, E. C. POTTEK, PROPRIETOR, Lowville, Lewis Co^ Jf. Y. 19_ £». €. »ATEItPOK1, -Attorney and Counsellor at Law, opposite the Bostwick House, Lpwyille. \Vill attend to all business in the line of his profession. • nl Yays the highest price for Land Warrants, and attends to all Bounty Land Claims, at his Office in-LowTille. CRAS. ». ADAMS, Attorney and Counsellor at Law, LowviUe, -JK. Y.\ Office directly over the Bank of Low- \3e \Particular attention paid to collections, and conveyancing. nl ALBERT BtTELL, •Justice »f the Peace, Lowville, will give hb ear- nest attention to> collecting debts, taking affi- davits acknowledgments &c, nl E. S. 3OERREL, Attorney and Counsellor at law, and Solicitor and Councellor in Equity, nl Copenhagen, Lewis County N. Y. BBOWS& BARNES, •Attorneys and Counsellors at Law, Slarunsburgh, Lewis County N. Y. \At-the Office formerly eccr.pied by A. H. Barries. GKO. L. BROWN, • • 111 -H-VRKI9ON ~^. COLBERT, Attorney and Counsellor at la, Block, (up stairs) Carthage, Jefferson County NY. nl 3OHX DOItt, Dealer in Drugs, Medicines, Paints, Oils, Dye- Sttlffs, Window Glass, ke. Also every vari ety of Family Groceries, and Pure Wines and Liquors for medicinal purposes. JLow^aie^, Lewis Co., N: Y. A. FOOT* JR., Dealer in Boots, Shoes, Leather, of all Kinds, and Shoemaker's Findings in great variety. tCaab.Baad.at.att times for Bides and Skins. ' Jfortinsburgh, Lewis Co., X. Y. . From the Buffalo Morning Express. Paint a Bictufe. BY XBS. ir. A: DBNXISOS. Paint a picture.gentle artist— . -Eree; from shade of care or strife; Let no evil cloud thy canvass, Sffll, t be true to life; .. - Faint'the careless mirth of childhood, ' Or of jocund, hearty age, But let nothing melancholy Tint thine eastotl-page. Now the chaos yields to genius ; Thou hast thought and thou shalt do ! thou H. SHRAUB, — - IBatuunable Hair-dresser and - Shampooner.— Win put Razors in order,and keeps the best quality for sale. * Perfumeries of all kinds. Shop over Benedict k Baker's Store. nl ^ ... Lpyville, X. Y. JAMES B. REED, Watch Maker and jeweler, Dealer in Clocks, - Watches, Jewelry &c, &c. ^^ Shop two Doors South of the Baptist Church iousOl^Si. Y. - K. B. Particular attention paid to Watch and Clock Repairing: ' •\ . - nl ... ,\ WOT--H.HtEiyTIER, Ifanufacturer and' 'dealer v& Cabinet Ware and Chairs- of- Durability and finish. All orders , iQT.WJ>rk executed in the neatest and quickest \ r. Shop a few rods, below the ^, Y. nl Lightly. gUdes th/ ma 6-? ?« ncl1 ' Gleaning amber-Unts ii nd eyeen, Touching tree and grass andtiv wer > With a richer sheen. Lo ! the shadows softly crowning Yonder mountains sear and gray ! Lo ! the purple vapors stealing O'er the dying day. Eve, with jewelled hand, is gilding Every star with lustre white, Lighting up the regal altar. Merry group at twilight lingering By yon low-roofed, rustic cot, Maiden singing, cherub dancing, Trouble all forgot— Ha ! that fatal line! that shadow ! Pale-eyed death is peering through, Poising low his fatal arrow— That will never do ! Say you it is true to nature t Shade and sunlight hand in hand f Never joy butcometh sorrow With his ruthless band ? Would you bid my soul believe it / Earth would be a prison-place, If in every beam of beauty Shown an owl's grim face. Dash it from the speaking calivas ! Paint me Pleasure's reckless host; Lifting beakers bright and brimming, Shouting, jest and toast; See ! they come, in splendor royal; Eed each brow and wild each eye ; As they touch the ruby glasses Rings the wassail cry! Revel on—let life be merry ; Fill the wine-cup, sing the song— Why yon spectres flitting by them ? Pale and ghostly throng ! Want, with thin locks bate and silvered, Indolences, and cruel, Pride, Fever, wrapped in flaming mantic, Gout, and suicide. bash it from the gloomy canvas ! Tell me not 'tis true to life ; Tell me not all thoughtless pleasure' Genders care and strife. Paint me now a softer vision— Gleams of gold amid her hair; Earth's perfection—angel-graces, Glorious as rare. Hath love ever dark forebodings, As within those tender eyes? Never knew 1 that in nature So much mystery lies ; And is friendship oft deceitful ? \\ And must patience suffer long ? In much knowledge is there sorrow Violent and strong ? Hath earth never bliss so perfect But it bear? a cankered breath ? Is there never flower «o cherished But it droops in death ? . To my heart, oh 1 , gende-artist,. Earnest lessons hast thxra given^. . I will ask no more of Kature— Paint a glimpse of Heaven. '. • ; March'12th, 1'85T. •'• , p Oh tliat past! Mine had been no gay and pampered childhood; but looking back, I saw, on the contary, years of loneli- ness, of »v«ariness, and of sorrow. F6r !fonr years I had watched a young, beauti- ful, and gifted brother, as stricken with consumption, he had wasted gradually away. We two were orphans, the last of our race, and all in all to. each other. But, &t last, I saw him laid in the cof- fin, and ail ay lor? and hope were long buried with him. Ssot that I became sad and misanthropic. No; iife and duty were not dead; aud, looking forwai^; I saw that there was yet much, for me to do, perhaps suffer; so I planted sweetbrier and violets on Harry's grave, and then J went out to act and strive with the rest of the striving world. About a year after my brother's death, I met Arthur Fleming. I had been so shiit g ^ ke, pft, and the air was,cold and damp as a dun* geon. There was dust qn,.ithe walls,.bn the windows, and : the \furniture; there was gloom in every, corner. The.parlor, which might haw bjeen a delightful room, seined like a sepulchre. T-h&.furm'ture, as well as the pictures, were povere,d with canvass. , s A locked bookcase stood in a recess, and a lockcd^piano by an opposite wall. I asked little Mary, who had kept close by me all the morning why this was so. le manner. .. r^.F fenrenaBeoR. HOUSE, Xo.ISWhitesboroStreet, Utica ,S. Y.-S. MAN- \CHBgTEfe Proprietor Porters in-attendtjnee '•fUfe^SWfcf- Baggage-coiweyed to:*nd from Free ojHBxpense. • -\ '•'-'' \ ' - itoe ileave this house foraUroutea town. Passenger* eomre jrejl Cri>.« t cars. kaeiifaa The Second Wife. ' CHAPTEU I. I was • married. The final vows had been spoken and I. was no longer Agnes Park, but Agnes Fleming. I was the wife of a widower of thirty-eight, and the stepmother of three children! Not the first choseny first, beloved bride of a you_ng and...ardent lover, such as ray girlish dream had pictured ! only a second wife! The reflection was not,,sweet; neverthe- less,, it, was the thought with which I took my seat in the carriage which was,toconvey/ jne.to-iny new home/ hhdd t<Snr ^was\ ended, and^we i out from the world by Harry's sickness that I had no lovers, and very few friends, and I hardly believed I could ever 'again feel an interest in any one; but Arthur Flemings kind, genial manner and delicate attentions warmed my heart to a new life- Unconsciously, my whole heart, all the more aident for its long stillness, was given to this new friend. It was with bitter disappointment that I learned he had already been once married, for I could not bear the thought of a rival, living or dead; yet I loved him, and when he asked me to become a mother to his.motherless children, I accepted his band, feeling sure I would win from him in time, an affection, as deep and steadfast as my own. His house was lonely, his children poorly protected, and he\ needed a wife. I was recommended to him as one who would keep his house in order, and be a suitabe companion for his children ; after a brief acquaintance he had proposed in due form. 'Almost horn-;!' exclaimed Captain Fleming rousing himself to look out of the carriage window. The words sent a thrill through me and I looked eagerly out, through the twilight shadows,' to the house we were approaching. It was large, ••£&& stood at a distance from the village street, and it seemed to. me in a rather cbsolate situation. Great trees swinging, their branches over the gateway, and as we rode between them,-the wind made a sighing sound among the leaves. But the lighted lower windows shone cheerfully in the' darkness, seeming by their brightness to welcome me home. Jane Fleming my husband's sister who had bean his housekeeper since his wife's death, came to the door to meet us. The moment her cold fingers touched mine, I felt that there wonld be no sympathy between us; and when we had entered the lighted parlor, and I scrutinized her (ace, I was sure of it. Without a word she stood beside me, while I took off my bonnet and gloves; she carried them avray, then as silently walked into the room again, leading the three children. I feel now the chill of her presence upon me. The three ran into their father's arms, and embraced him affectionately, and as he caressed them in return, I perceived that there was a fountain of warmth in his heart which could I reach it, would bo enough to shield me from • cold •and darkness for ever. This show' of pas- sionate fondness made me glad. - 'It is your new mother,' said he. 'Sh( has come to take care of yon when I am gone to sea again. Ellen and Mary, go to your mother.' May a pretty, blue-eyed child of ten, came shyly toward me, and kissed my cheek but'Elleri the eldest, .merely gave^me her hand. Ellen seemed to.have imbibec somthing of her aunt'j,icy manner, for sh sat aloof and. -patched me coldly. The little bov now lifted his head from liis fa ther's shonliier,and^secing,t,hat May stooi by me unharmed, ventured to approac\ ? 1come^t6me.Hkrryr : ; saia fesFtemik with a frown. r.JVt -.jk^y Was his name Harry I caught him tq 'Aunt Jane doesn't like music,' she said ; 'and she keeps the bookcase locked, Recant? she says we must not read books until Ww are olJ:\*.' , ' And why ?* the furniture all covered V ' The parlor is scarcely ever Opened,' answered May. 'Aunt Jane wants to kee^ it nice.' ' Well, May,' I said, 'go now and ask Atint Jane for the key of the bookcase. I wmit to sec the books.' She ran quickly and returned, followed by Miss Jane, who delivered up the key to me with a dubioxis kind of grace. ' I hope you will lock the bookcase when you have examined the books, ma'am,' said site, 'I don?t allow the children to spend their time in light reading.' What are they now reading ?' I asked. ' They learn^their lessons,' she replied, shortly. She disappeared, and I opened the book- case, which I found to contain a most ex- cellent selection of books. The best poets, the best historians, the best novelists and iograplicrs, were there, making a libary mall, but of rich value. It was the first sally pleasant thing that I had found my now home, and I sat an hour or wo, glancing over one volume after anbth- r, and re-arranging them on the shelves. Suddenly, Miss Jane looked in, and in moment her face was pale with indigha- ion, ior there sat little Mary on the car- et, buried in a charming old English an- ual. Miss Jane took two steps forward nd snatching the book opt of the child's and threw it on the table, then led-.her y the shoulder out of the room. I was, nute with amazement at this rough gov- xmnent at first ; then I sprang up and ould have followed her, had not the fear £an outbreak restrained tlie. Selfish creature !' I exclaimed, 'you are •rying to make these children like your- elf; ruining, tbcm for all good or hap- iincss in life. tn'Mien's'sSlleiihes's and :oldness I see the fruit of your labor.— Was Arthur Fleming blind when he left lis children in your keeping ? I saw no more of the children until din- ler, when, by questioning, I learned that ;hey had been studying all the morning yith Miss Fleming. I informed her that I hould sit with them in the afternoon, as I wished to see what progress they were making. The look with which shereceiv- :d this announcement plainly indicated that I should be an unwelcome listener to ler lessons, and fora few moments my eart so failed me, perplexed by her con- smptuous glances, that I half determined o have nothing to do with the children, but leave them to her, since she was so lealous of them. But my better spirit prevailed over me. 'Thev are mine now,' I thought, 'for 1 am their father's wife, an& all his are mine. Their interest's must be mine. After dinner. Miss Jane and the children repaired immediately to the chamber which used as a schoolroom. In a few. min- utes I followed tnem, f and a qfiietly took a seat at;the' ; desk. SBe'4ras drilling them in Mth1netic', ; sending one\after'another to the blackboard and talking all tlie time in in the corner, Harry, untilydtiaire « Harry colored, and' went to' ibe coi rubbingg hiss eyes.. T fcltldisitfusteliat -ciwoilirerjrJiajeonneCtioi VttSm&'J /„ \\ rubbin hi eyes total lack of system; drderitrid justice, which prevailed in this iaocfc' scifool. 1 w'as : growing frightened at tlic work be- fore me, fearful 1 that -Jane Ffemitig had sown more tares, than my weak hands could ever root out. Seeing that Harry was crying, I went to him in his corner. ~ ' Go away !' he sobbed, when 1 laid my hands on his head.. 'Go away. You are not my mother V I made no reply to this, but asked him why he cried. ' Because I am- tired,' he answered, 'and you and Aunt Jane wont let me sit down.' ' I and Aunt Jane, Harry V '\' 4 Yes,'' he sobbed out. *Aunt Jane says I vou nre come here to live always, and will where land my teaching* lie tfoktBmptjJ'I ^f# *SH'*M5*«- make ?ind yo ou. ' It is not true\ Harry,' I whispered.— 'I love you and want YOU to love me.— Won't you loye me darling* ? But he only thrust out hi* hand y sullenly, and turned his face away from me. Jano now came forward, and I turn- ed from the child with a sigh of disappoint- j ment. .'But I will be patient,' I said to myself. 'They have been taught to fear and dread me; I cannot at once make them love me The next morning Captain Fleming left for a six months' voyage in his new barque, the May Fleming. His parting with the children was most tender and affectionate, even tearful—with me it was kind. After he was gone, I stole up to my room, and spent the morning in bitter weeping and sadness. What would become of me,slionld I fail in trying to make myself beloved by his children—if their hearts were irrevocably steeled against me ? Would not his own grow gradually colder and colder,toward me, ? Fearful prospect V. teach me to play V she asked. 'It would make me so happy!' 'May!' said Jane, sternly. But the girl did not heed it; her faith in her aunt was fast decreasing.- I will, certainty, if yen wish it,'^ I re- CHAPTER II. I heard a soft tap at my door, aud little May entered. She, too, had been crying, and, when she saw traces of tears on my face, she came gently up to me, and 'crept into my lap, 'Do you love father, too V she asked, in er frank simple manner. ' Yes, darling, I love him,' I answered, ,nd I want to love you all, and be loved >y you. Now he is gone, I am ve-y sad nd'ionely.. \Will you not love.me, Mary V Thechild kissed me gravely ; but did iot reply to the question. ' Aunt Jane scut, me to call you to din- er,' she said slipping from my arms. When we had finished this lonely meal, nd the children and Jane had gone up tairs to the afternoon lessons, I visited he roomstwhich had attracted my atten- lon the day before. One- was the attic :hamberwhere I had notice'd a. heap of ild packages which I -wished to examine, n one corner stood a pile of old pictures, ome soiled, some with, broken fraines,~hut hich, on examination, I found worthy to rubbed up and newly framed. One es- oecially won my .admiration. It was a portrait of a young and beautiful woman. The soft auburn hair and hazel-eyes were ery lovely, and' the features though not :xpressiye,of aiiy ..great energy,.or depth ,of i haracterj were.-faultlessly, regular* , I heard, some one passings through the hall, and opened the door to ask some question about these.pictures. It was Ellen.;. = •'.. . ' , :...;'; .; plied. 'Both Ellen and you may take les- sons as soon as you please to beg'in. I do not wish you to be confined wholly to arithmetic.' I turned from the piano arid sat by the fire, after having lighted the lamp. May and Harry were dancing about in the middle of the room, and even Ellen smilled at their rudeness. Jane, seeing that they took no heed of her dreary coughs and signs, rose and left the room. I took juick advantage of her absence. Going to the bookcase, I selected an nteresting volume, and sat down with it near tlie lamp, 'You have heard of Joan of Arc, have you not, Ellen ?' I asked. . *I do not remember that I have,' slie answered: 'Who was she ?' 'Her story was a very wonderful one. I will read it, if you would like io hear it,' *w M.J ..^ UU uuov x, va^ruuu X'JCUllUg» WIK| should be amother : tohis rf eMldieir;- juid take their care and education -'-^-^-• 1 --^ hands. I mean to make them \hajSjpiy in their home, in their studies, ind-%<> fit them for good ; and useful-lives. - -Ifbn'can help me in this-work, and 1 wilf be yttt* friend. Will you stay,Janef >• ' - '\•'\* ' No, Mrs. Fleming: I will not stay where lam a mere cipher. But,children, I do not desert yon. If y ovt are Jever fath- eflessj or in.trouble, I will come 4» 'yon, and you shall have your hom« with r ihe again.'. • \ ••• -.;•;;.-: The stage coach, which Jane had secret- ly ordered to call for her, now ; ratiledap to the door, and she took her seat 1 in it. She gave a nod of freezing dignity to -me, a farewell of compassionate affection to the children, and thein the coach drorc away. . • ' .. ' '.••,••> I was alone with home,- children, peace. • '; ' -r>' ••• • / cnxvte&'iti. \ # Six months passed rapidly.» and. :&oir pleasantly my vivid recollection of them testifies. As the village schools taught but little, and I v, as fully competent to instruct the children myself, I spent three iburs of every morning in study with them.. Two altersoons in a week. 1. -devoted t» May's music and Ellen's drawing; on. the other afternoons they were free to practise at hom^, or to visit their Village friends^'iin<i receive visits in return/* Qiir evenings were spent in reading, and. in the three;mopihji of that Summer they gainedj^aore.ipielli- ' Ellen,; if i ares,. I1HpuXyoa hacj.to .jOie .beginning g, ..;3-4J5%J$ft:«S^^ a ^^ they cannot my arms and field him .closely,,so that ulij not escape' to bis so; towards the little one who«e auburn head nestled In «myRrmK ®&-y6imm JLW i J.'-Jasked., 'if not \*••\• ' '\'V • EUeja .looked s^risea^ujtJ|»ii^re.^m '-1 want.to know something about jthese pjjptnres.. ^ome of, them are ^d; it seems;to l^ cried Harry, leaving his I answered. 'Is it true play. 'Yes, Hany. It happened many years ago, in France. Shall I read it V Uarry and May were already eager to iiear it, and Ellen looked interested,.tho' she said nothing. I took Harry in my l^rjj and began to read the strange thril- ing. story. All'listened with' tho dee'pest attention. ' By and by Ellen interrupted j me, saying— ' If you are tired, let me read it awhile, mother.' ' I was tired, and gave it up to her glad- ly ; she called me 'mother!' At nine, Aunt Jane came aud called them to bed. ' No, no, aunty ; we'll come as. soon as we find out what became of poor Joan!' cried May. ' Shall we stay, mother?' ' Let them stay a little longer,' I said to Miss Jahe. The door closed, and Ellen proceeded with the story. ' Sing us' one little song!' said May, .when the story, was. ended. I complied willingly, and sung 'Let'us love one anoth- er.' ' When I had finished, May sprang up and gave me a good night kiss. Harry followed.-her example. ' ! '.I want one. more,' I said turning to Ellen, ,and with' a.grave.smile, she kissed me and bade me good night. 'That night my'-pillow was haunted with happy dreams-.' • • • , • • Much of the ensuing week was spent in &arrangpg, the rooms, in order 4 to give hfl I tk , g hp^nj^ .cheerful appearance. , I took down thVppifrai^'ot the firsi Mrsi Flem- niing^fronf n i6 glrret'coingrj and^h'uhg it 'over •the^a&niiei'.in-the pariisr. I rerframed hb^tjUdrd 4 1 donlt know who drjjes /pir'fttiMr here !? said Ellen sarcastieialfy. ''-'• : ' 3 - ' Jane,- f wish you to'stay with *is£I mia. It is riglifthat I, Captain fl&hingywife, nfmlip, as'Whe tnTned'-'and ?eft the room. I began to'feel.encduraged. That evening I Bad' a fire made in the parlor, the piano was unlocked, and I took my music from my\* tr'dnks.- - In the\ -'gloaming,* ©efore fill wdrds.- . therewasanylightinthe room', save that inglyat me atfd-at'he-r. of the tremulous fire-light, I sat down to ' Don't _ pi|y.;. They were all there; Jane at croch- want you toj gey Whispered If iiy^e et work'in a corner, and'the. children little peacemaker. : seated siieiitlj about ihc 5r«» ' ' I dontt know mho di I found tlie piano an excellent instrn- here !? B»id Ellen Sarcastic! ment, and after playing a variation, which drew a sigh from the depths of Miss Jane's bosom, and shout of delight from my lit- •tle Harry I began to sing. It was an old, plantive, Scotch song that I chose ; some- thing to touch and melt the heart. Mary and Harry were standing, one on each side of me, when I ended, and their faces expressed their delight. . 'I like that,' said Harry, 'I wish Aunt Jane wouldn't keep the^piano locked, so that no body can touch it.' A loud warning cough from his amiable aunt made' him shrink a little closer to me. 'Dosing another,please!' whispered Mar, and I sung Goethe's 'Miller and the Brook,' that wild merry old song: What do I say of a murmcr, •That can murmur be ? 'Tis the water nymphs that are singing 1 •J^ieir roundelays tinder me. • Mav was in ecstasies. \Oh will you y g gence than in years before. Tk^V priest g; v?as aroused, and wh«(e,vet they read was made a subject of .free and cheerful conversation, thus ; fi»ng 1p«- portant facts in their, memones,' ; *nd training their mipds to habits, of active thought. Ellen adorned the watkj of,©»r sitting room and little library with, several very fine crayon pictures, and .Stay ft&d to orir evening readings' the - charrn, Q sweet singing. . • ,'.\\.,', At Christmas time we expected Captain Fleming. With what a glad pride lioolt- ed upon my happy grpiip,;.and thought of the gratitude he would fee.T,7 whe?.h^«i^r their improvement, and witnessed |he^^f- fection for myself/ Tiooked\'-—=--'•**•—-'**• a beatjngheart to' \* It was we y.py ation for the merry season'. with whicU to decorate being made into festoons and g in a sTy corner, the Christlnas ; tree jw» waiting its hour of trininph. \EHfen was hurrying to finish a picture to hang over the Christm*s,tree J'ani was practising, \Let us love'ojne Spc , at tlie piano forte; whiles littlp;.'Harry en- tered with even greater zeal, if poisibl(§ la- to the preparation for the. festiyit^s/\ '',' ' It was\afternoon aid ™*-- ii ^-»'••»'-> !•_ _L^_^- u -__'-it-' i 1 been discussing \the propriety <i£;iiHitii some friends to\ enjoy\ our 't&TOlmjtirJl with us. We were now in daily ovpeiti- tibn of Captain Flemhigj-aBdJ^rery sound of carriage wheels made us'roistttotk* window. 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