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menced. With the first sun which boom“ serous the ‘watera. at Charles- IV... wwâ€" -â€"'â€"____ were forgotten. Republicans and De- mocrats struck the friendly hand. pulse beat to pulse, heart throbbed to heart, and the watchword every- where was, “The Union forever. Throughout the length and breadth of the land were true, loyal hearts, and as at Rhoderio Dhu’s command the Highlanders sprang to view from every clump of heather on the wild moors of Scotland, so when the war-cry came up from Sumter our own Highlanders arose, a mighty host, responsive to the call; some from New England's tem- pled hills, with hands inured to tell, and hearts as strong and true as flint; some from the Empire, some the Key- stone State, and others from the prair- ies of the distant West. It mattered not what place had given them birth; it mattered little whether the Green Mountains of Vermont, the granite hills of New Hampshire, or the sha- dowy forests of Wisconsin had shelter- ed their childhood's home; united in one cause they rallied round the Stars and Stripes, and went forth to meet, not a foreign foe, but alas, to raisea brother's arm against another broth- er's arm in that most dreadful of all anarchias, a national civil war. In the usually quiet village of Rock- land the utmost interest was felt, and though there, as elsewhere, were many whose hearts beat as warmly for their Southern friends as when the sun shone on a nation at peace, all felt the necessity of action, and when at last the evening came in which the first war meeting of that place was to be held, a dense and promiscuous crowd wended its way to the old brick church, whose hallowed walls echoed to the sound of fife and drum, strange music 'for the house of God, but more accep- ; table, in that dark. hour, than songs of LLA-cmkfi-‘nnci ‘ W".V’ -â€" v praise sung by vain and thoughtless‘ ’lips. In the centre of the church, the en were mostly congregated, while he seats nearest the door were occupi- ed by the women,â€"t he wives and moth- gers and sisters who had come with teching hearts to see their brothers, sons and usbands give their signa- ytures to w t seemed their sure death. Iwarmnt, ,Conspiouous among these as Widow Simms, whose old-fashion- ed leghorn, with its faded green veil, visible at all public gatherings, its broad trill of lace shading a pair of 'sharp grey eyes, and a rather peculiar lace. It was very white now, and the gthin lips were firmly compressed as the widow tried to look resolute and :unconcerned when two of her sons ;went forward, their faces glowing with youthful enthusiasm,as they heard the President repeat‘ their names, mellow. [IV luu uuv -â€"â€"..- . boormd across the waters 0! Charles- ° ushered in, and they who had cried, “Peace! peace!" found st last “there was no peace." Then, md not till they, did the nation rise “John Simms, â€" Eli Sims." The widow involuntarily said it after him, her mother's heart whispering with- in hex, “Issac won't go. He's too young. I can't give Isaac up," and her eye wandered to where her youngest boy was sitting, twirling his olci cloth cap. and occasionally exchanging a word with the young man next td him, William Baker, who, together with his brother, arose, to follow John and Eli Scarcely, however, had they risen to their feet, when a. woman occupying the same seat with Widow Simms, ut- tered a. cry more like the moaning howl of some wild beast, than like a. human sound. . “No, Entry, no. Billâ€"no. no.” and . “No, Entry, no. Billâ€"no. no.” and tho bony arms were flung wildly to- ward the two young men, who, with a. dogged, indignant glance at her, tell beck among the crowd where they could not be seen, muttering some- thing not very complimentary to "the old woman," as they called her. But the old woman did not hear it, and it she had, it would have made no ditterenoe. It mattered not to her that they had ever been the veriest pests in the whole village, the plan- ners of every grade of mischief, the robbers of barns and plunderers of or- chards,â€"they were her boys, and she didn't want them shot. so she continu- ed to moan and cry, muttering inco- herently about the rich treading down the poor, and wondering why Judge Warner didn’t send his own white fingered sons, it he thought going to war was so nice. “I wouldn't make such a fuse, let whet would happen to me,” said the ‘w'idow Simms, casting a halt contemp- tuous glance ‘upon _ _the_ weeping wo: man, whom she evidently considered tar beneath her, and adding, “They had nough-sight better be shot than hung as an aside: to the young woman just behind her, - sweet Annie Gra- ham who was holding fast to her ‘hus- hnnd's hand, as it she would thus keep him in spite of the speaker’s eloquent appeals, and the whispers at his com- panions, who were urging him to in the company forming so rapidly beo the altar. There was a terrible struggle going onin Annie Graham's bresst,â€"duty to her country and love tor her hus- hnnd waging a mighty conflict, the former telling her tint it the ' r1ght would triumph, somebody' 11 11mm must go, I know, but not mine. not George Guhun's her. “Don’t, Annie, darling, you know I will never go unless you think I ought, and give your free consent." Had George Graham wished, he could not have chosen a more powerful argument than the words, “Unless you think I ought.” Annie repeated them to herself again and again, until consciousness of all else around her was forgotten in that one question of duty. She heard no longer the second speaker, whose burning eloquence was stirring up hitherto reluctant young men to place their names beside others al- ready pledged to their country's cause. Leaning forward so that her forehead rested on the railing in front, she tried to pray, but flesh and strength were weak, and the prayer ended al- ways with the uttered cry, “I cannot let George go," while the fingers twin- ed more and more closely around the broad, warm hand, which sought awhile to reassure her, and then was withdrawn from her grasp as George arose and politely offered his seat to a lady who had just arrived, and who, after glancing an instant at his coat, accepted his civility as a matter of course, but withheld the thanks she would have accorded to one whom she considered her equal. wuusuvg ‘1“ v1... -- Spreadingu‘gut her wide skirt of rich blue silk so that it nearly covered POOI‘_ Annie, s_he tyi‘ew _ he; cljimispn rvv- --â€"â€"-v, wâ€"v -â€" scarf across the railing in front, hit-l ting Widow Simms, and so diverting} the attention of Mrs. Baker, that the} latter ceased her crying, while the? widow turned with an expression half curious half indignant. Annie, too, attracted by the heavy fringe and softly-blended colors of the scarf, 8. part of which had fallen upon her lap, as the wodow shook it from her shoul- der with a jerk, stole a glance at the new comer, in whom she recognized the bride, the beauty, the envied belle of Rockland, Rose Mather, from Bos- ton,â€"and wife of the wealthy and aristocratic William Mather, who three months before had ended the strife between the Rockland ladies as to what fair hand should spend his gold, and drive his iron greys, by bringing to his elegant mansion a fairy little creature with whose exquisite beauty even the most fastidious could not find fault. Childish in proportions, and perfect in form and feature, she would have been handsome without the aid of the dancing brown eyes; and chestnut curls which shaded her girl- ish brow. iltose knew she was pretty, â€"knew she was stylish, â€" knew she was fascinating,â€"â€"knew she was just then the rage, and as such could do and say what she pleased. Sweeping back her chestnut hair with her snowy hand. she gave one rapid glance at the sea of heads around her, and then, in a half petulant tone, exclaimed to her companion! _-â€"‘-- n _ ’ "Ji‘éafl believe Will is here. Ican’t see him any where." "Didn’t you know he had enlisted?" asked a young man, who had made his way through the crowd. and joined For an instant the bright color tad- ed trom Bose Mather's cheek, but it quickly returned as she read in Mr. Wentworth's eye, a. contradiction of his words. hei. “Will enlisted!" she repeated. “Such people as Will don't go to the war. It's a very ditterent class, such, for instance, as that one going up td sign. Upon my word, it's the boy who saws our wood!" and she pointed at the youth, offering himself up that just such people as Rose Mather, radiant in silks and diamonds, and lace might rest in peace at home, knowing noch- ing of war, and its attendant horrors, save what came to her through the daily prints. \Vidow Simms heard the remam,and with a swelling heart turned toward the boy who sawed Bose Mather's wood, for she knew1 who it was, and it did not need the loud, whisper of ’Mrs. Baker to tell her that it was her_ boy, the youngest of the three, the one she loved the best, the baby, who kept the milk of human kindness from turning quite sour within her breast by his many acts of filial 10m, and his gen- tle, caressing ways. [How could she give him up, her darling, her idol, ‘the one so like his father, aead ere he was 'born': Who would comfort her as he had done? Who would give her the good-night kiss, timidly, stealthily, lest the older ones should see and [laugh at his girlish weakness? Who 2_would bring his weekly earnings, and 'empty them slily into her lap? Who would find her place in the prayer- book on Sunday, and pound her clothes on Monday, long before it was light! Who would split the i nice fine kindlings for the morning fire or bring the cool fresh water in the summer_frox_n the farther well, and who, when her head was aching sadly would make the cup of tea she liked so much! Bomely offices, many of them, it is true, but they made“ up the sum of that mother's happiness, and it is not strange that, for a moment, the iron will gave way, and the poor widow wept over her cruel bereavement, not noisily, as Mrs. Baker had done, but silently, bitterly, her body trembling nervously and her whole attitude in- dicative keep, unatteoted anguish. Widow Simms recovere ure, she resumed her gay badinage, bringing in Will with every other breath, and showing how completely her heart was bound up in her .hus- band, notwithstanding the ev1dent satisfaction with which she received the flattering compliments of the gen- tlemen who, since her arrival at Book- land, had made it 9. Ni and flirt with the little Boston belle; hen‘ ”wt On this occasion she chatted on in her usual style, provoking from George Graham more than one good-humored smile at remarks which evinced so much ignorance of the matter then agitating the entire commnnity. . -1 “Willawouldn't go to the war. of course," she said, “supposing there were one, which she greatly doubted Northern men, particularly those of Rockland. were so hateful towards the south. She didn't believe Boston peo- ple were that way at all. At least, Brother Tom, was not, and he knew; he had lived in Charleston, and des- cribed them as very nice folks. Indeed she knew they were, herself, for she always met them at Newport, and liked them so much. She didn't cre- dit one word of what the papers said. She presumed Mr. Anderson provok- ed them. Tom knew him personally." Rose sighed involuntarily, for on the subject of that other brother she was a little sore, and the mention 0! him always gave her pain. He was not like Brother Tom, the eldest, the pride of the SCarleton family. LHe was J im-o mie, handsome, rollicking, mischievous Jimmie, to those who loved him best, while to the Boston people,,who knew him best, he was “that young scapec grace, Jim Carleton, destined for the gallows, or some other ignominious end Rose Mather. la prediction which seemed likely to be verified at the time when he nearly broke a comrade's head for calling him a liar, and so was expelled from col« lege, covered with disgrace. Something of this was known to Mr. Wentworth and he asked the question he did, just to see what Rose would Say. But if he thought she would attempt to con. ceal anything pertaining to herself, or any one else, for that matter, he was mistaken. Rose was too truthful for anything like duplicity, and she frankâ€" ly answered: ' “You have another brother besides Tomâ€"won't he join the army?” asked Mr. Wentworth, a smile curling the corners of his mouth. "‘We don't know where Jimmie is. They turned him out of college, and then he ran away. It's more than a year since we heard from him. He was in Southern Virginia, then. Mo- ther thinks he's dead, or he would surely write to some of us," and atear glittered in Rose's eyes, as she thought of recreant Jimmie, sleeping elsewhere than in the family vault at beauti- ful Mt. Auburn. Rose could not, how- ever, be unhappy long over what was a mere speculation, and after a few! moments she resumed the subject of hermhusband's volunteering. edhi ates, she did not speak He was a haughty-look fond of his little wife, < der he laid his hand ca der he laid his hand careuingly. as he asked “what she thought of war now?" leave. when Mr. Mather himself ap- she concluded to remain, “I just think it is horrid l" and Rose’s tat hand stole up to meet her hus- band's; "Mr. Wentworth tried to make me think you had volunteered, but I knew better. The idea of your go- ing on! with such (rights! Why, Will, j you can't begin to guess what aqueer looking set they are. There was our milkman, and the boy who saws our wood. and canal-drivers and peddlers, and mechanics, and"â€" quick uplifting of Annie Grahams head.â€"had noted the indignant flashing of her blue eye. the kindling spot on her cheek. and. glancing at George. he saw at once how Rose's thoughtless words must have wounded her. He had seen the disgusted expression of Widow Simms. as she flounced out into the aisle. and knowing that the “boy who sawed his wood." was her son. he felt sorry that his wife should have been so indiscreet. Still, he could not be angry at the sparkling little crea- ture chattering so like a parrot. but the; With the hasty exclamation. “\Vho is stepping on me. I'd like to know i" she turned just in time to hear Annie Graham's politely-spoken words of apoiogy : ‘ !A_.- - LI.-â€" ering. wrv-v “I Egg your pardon. madam; they push me so behind that I could not help it." A - A -I- ‘ “__.. _‘ â€""r ___ 09 “It isn’t the least bit of matter. re- turned Rosee. disarmed at once of all resentment. by Annie's lady-like man- ner,and the expression of the face. on which traces of tears were still ling- v- -- “Who is that. Will ?" she whispered. as they emerged into the moonlight. and George Graham's tall form was plainly discernible, togrther with that of his wife. "Win 'told her who it was. and Rose rejoined: ' “He has volunteered.1'most know. .Poor, isn't he? “Then I guess he's going to the war." was Rose's mental comment. as if pov- erty were the sole accomplishment nec- essary for a soldier to possess. a con- clusion to which older and wiser heads than hers seemed at one time to have arrived at. “Not very rich, most certainly." was Mr. Mather's reply. Annie Graham heard both question and answer. and with emotions not particulatjly pleasant she whispered E0 herself :' "Rose Mather shall see that one man at least will not go. even if he is a mechanic and poor l" and clinging clos- er to George's arm. she walked on in silence. thinking bitter thoughts of the little lady. who. delighted with having Will on one side of her. and Mr. \Vent- worth. his partner. on the other. trip- ped gaily on. laughing as lightly as if on the country's horizon there were no dark. threatening cloud. which might yet overshadow her in its gloomy folds. and leave her heart as desolate as that of the Widow Simms. or the wailing mother of Harry and Bill. To Be Continued. . Cotting in; No Wonder Trafalgar: llcro Wu the loln of Ills Fleet. Just before the battle of Trafalgar a mail was sent; from the English fleet to England. and .word was passed that it might be the last chance to write before the expected battle. The let- ters had been collected from the ships, the letter bags were on the vessel which was to take them, and she had got some distance under way, under full sail. when Lord Nelson saw amid- shipman come up and speak to Pasco, the signal officer. who, upon hearing what he said. stamped his foot in evi- dent vexation, and uttered an excla- mation. The admiral called Pasco. and asking what was the matter. “Nothing which need trouble your lordship,” was the reply. “You are not the’man to lose your temper for nothing," rejoin- ed Nelson. “What was it?” “\Vell. if You must know, my lord, I will tell You. You see that coxswainf" point- ing to one of the most active of the petty officers. “We have not a bet- ter man on the Victory, and the mes- sage which put me out was this. I was NELSON AND THE COXSWAIN. who W‘I {than thinking except to to" NURSING Bridgewater. are highly 9:38;“ a large circle of friends. Mr. ““8 has passed througha trying illn. particulars of which she ”“0“th a reporter of the Enterprig if?" lowszâ€"“In the spring 0(1893 é’h‘f" gave way. In addition to my on? nary household duties I had the ' stant care day and night of ‘ a?" child. In the hope of saving my littl. one. it did not occur to me that on, work. loss of sleep and anxietv m; exhausting my strength. in,“ my child passed away, “a ’ I realized my physical Shortly after I was attack“ with neuralgia pains in the which shifted to my right side “to: there weeks and settled there. 11,, three weeks and settled there. '11,. pain in my side grew worseud a few days I became unable to loan my bed. In addition to my 50(1in trouble I became melancholy and N very much reduced in flesh. n, ifriends regarded my condition as dun} :gerous. I remained in bed seven! weeks; to me it seemed ages. It ism. possible to describe the agonies Inf. fered during that. time. A skilfulphy. sician was in constant attendance up. on me. He said mine was the word case of anaemia and general mum. gia he had ever seen. After com weeks he succeeded in getting me out of bad and after a few morevmhi was able to do some light househou work. But I was only a shadow only former self; my appetite was verym and that maddening pain still clung to my side and also Spread to then- gion of the heart and lungs. darting through and about them like luau cutting the flesh. Every few days! had to apply cruton 0i] and fly blil» ters to my chest. and bad a had cough. My friends gave up. think- heart'might take me off any day. Dur inc all my illness I had never thought! any medicipe-otyerfhan what‘my doo- “18-1 had donsumption. I. too. really thought my end was near. fearing mostly Athat $119 Wigs 3b?“- _my tor prescribed. It happened. however. that in glancing over the Enterprio oneday my eye fell Upon the statement of a. cure made hyllr. Williams' Pink Pills. The case resembled mine in son» respects. Iread and re-read thearticlo. It haunted me. for several davsnot- withstanding Itried todismiss itiros my mind. At last lasked the doctor whether he thought these pills would help me. He looked at me amomont end then remarked “well perhaps y had better try them. I hello r they do work wonders in some cup! and if they do not cure you they '1“ certainly do no harm " That opened to methe door ofllfe. for lid he said “no" Ishould not have the pills. ‘Vhen I had used two b0.- Ibegan to feel better. my appetite . proved and there were less of th pains about the. heart and chest. cough too was less severe. Ikept "- till six boxes more weretaken and - makealong story short. lwas m! " again. appetite good. spirits huoyan pains gone and l con V work with comfort. I have. been i ever since and have no doubt thatDt \Villiems' Pink Pills saved my life ll restored me to my family. 13!!th ready to speak their praises and mtn heart am ever invoking God's bless! upon their discoverer. . Rheumatism. sciatica, neuralgia. P" F tial paralysis. locomotor, ataxu}. 110 ‘ ous headache, nervous prostrattop ‘ 'diseases depending upon humorsln. :blood. such 1m scrotulamhlrotmc “fit [88. etc.. all disapmarul‘fit‘t‘. if 1. treatment With D“ “111mm! Pl . . ht. snd sre stunendcmt Pills. They give a healthy 8:01;“ manna because of Van ' .. that for the momem Ii (“of the change. It dizq “I. however. for them to ti they were worse off than hero; tb history of Turkish sovereign . W he‘ll one Of treachery at .. The lsnd of the l’ez h fi long In possession of t‘ ' baton-0:010". broke out. it .‘ ' ides seems to have been 5 ' 1 good plate and the p n ‘ ' given to striking oft rm ,, . st frequent intervals ever .~ ;2. I . th mt‘he sllted powers stretlm t0 er of interferena-e run : ! rate was transferred 2 . 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We! became of \‘r‘rw'; the Fnterpris r on that for the momen’ '1 misstatement m 0‘ the change It (“I \\ illmms Pm! ‘ l :d mineinsomo but. hovever. tor them 10 !i read thearticlo. they were worse off thrm befo "’F‘“ .da-Vfi Ml tho history of Turkish sovereign dlsmISS ltftOI ‘ W been one Of treflCiltiTy :‘i , The land 0‘ the. lie?! h “0 long in possession of l zked the doctor tiese pills would baton revolt broke out. i] ' ‘ ides" seems to have heir, 6 me amomonl 'Pll perhaps 5' good plate and 1111- l' 11 given to striking off i. > was verypom iin still clung read to the re- lunzs, darting 9m like lance ry few days! I and fly blis- Vl had a had rive up. think- I, too. really s in some owl 9 you they "in l of'lrlliz.t for N . 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