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PORTRY.

FOOTSTEPS ON THE OTHER SIDE.

Weary and worn, at close of day,

Fainting and dying by the way,

A wounded Pilgrim sleeping lay.

While Silence, stealing to his side,

And winding her soft arms around,

Sighed in her dreams and pressed his wound.
And so, he, walking, caught a sound—

A footstep on the other side.

How many weary pilgrims lie,

And watching wait, and waiting sigh
For steps that never wander nigh,

But pass upon the other side;

For steps that trampled heart end brain,
And mide their lives a lingering prin,
And passed und never came ogain—
Lost footsteps on the other side.

How many wail: with bleeding feet,

Secking the loved and lost to meet,

While the dear visions flit and fleet,

And vanish on the other side!

While life’s fresh love and youth's sweet trust,
‘Those Eden-blooms in earthly dust,

Lie bruised and broken, stained and crushed,
'Neath footsteps on the other side,

And so we watch, and watching sigh
While youth, and faith, and hope go by;
While life, and love, and gladness die
With footsteps on the other side.

And so we wait with ear and eye,

For one dear echo floating by— |
A grief, a woe, a wandering sigh,

A footstep on the other vide.

O heavy hearts, that ache and break

O heavy eyes, that droop and sleep!
Why must ye ever wake and weep

At footsteps on the other side?

Why must ye ever lie forlorn,

And ache, and wale, and weep so long,
Because one footstep hes gone wrong, |
And passed upon the other side?

Select Literature,

Ten Years and Two liearts.

BY BELLE RUTLEDGE,

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bere was a half pitying and ialf seorn-
fal expression in| Margaret's eyes as she
looked up from reading this hearttess
letter to the mortified, rejected lgvery
Searcely a year had Ghipeed since shezhad
suffered, and more deeply than ever Carl
could, for hers had been the one true love
of her life, while his had been the wildly
ambitious dream of one short twelvemonth.
Yet she said kindly :—
“Tam sorry for you, Carl; but she is
unworthy of you, And it is better to learn
this lesson in time.”
‘Intime!" Did Margaret intend any
reproach in her words? No, She wus
not thinking of the very cavalier reference
to that olden relation between-Carl and
herself in Miss Braneomb’s eruel note:
her only desire was to soften this Llow to
him.
‘«Margaret, I know I have no right to
your sympathy—you, of all women in the
world whom [| have wronged so!” broke
out the young man, a tide of erimson
surging over his face.
“Cari, Tam your sister always; and as
such you have the right you would deny.
And T thank you for the confidence which
brings you to me im your trouble. You
will read Miss Branscomb’s letter more
calmly ina few days.”
“Was Margaret spesking from her own
experience? Did people get over such
experiences so easily?” Carl could not
help asking himself, as, a few hours later,
he sat moodily in the law-oflice, brooding
over the memory of the false girl who had
so heartlessly jilted him, Certainly her
words and manner would have led to such
a conclusion; but well is it that hearts are
not always written out on faces, and calm
ullerances may olten veil a tide of turbu-
lent feeling beneath.
Following that blow which fell sharply
on Carl Brent's high-spirited, ambitious
nature, passed another year, which glided
by calmly and uneventfully at Newburg.
At its expiration he was surprised to find
that he was not so miserable as he had
thought to be; that life held much that
was consoling for him yet; and all this he
owed to the unselfish sister who had,
by her kind efforts, won him back to his
olden selfagain, lle even began to hope
that, in time, he might win baek a// that
he had iost in the noble love which, he
now felt, had been a prize he never valued
aright.
And Margaret? Ah, the heart of woman
is ever forgiving and trusting ; and sweet
dreams again began to nestle in her breast.
And so at length Carl spoke of his latest,
best love; and Margaret forgave the past;
and the old judge, delighted at the con-
summation of the plans of his heart, gave
his sanetion to their renewed engagement.
A happy autumn and winter went by;
and March came, with its wild equinoctial
gale. There had been many wrecks of
late off the Nowburg coast; and one
morning the old town was startled by the
report of minute guns ftom a ship in dis-
tress, and the pitiful story ran from lip to
lip of the vessel that lay below on the
jagged reef, Half the inhabitants were
immediately down on the beach where the
wild storm was driving in the surf with a
noise like thunder; and the hardy fisher-
men were lowering their) boats into the
breakers,
Two hours went by, during which time
every boat which had endeavored to gain
the reef had been hurled back, with its
hall-drowned inmates, upon the cold hard
beach; and then came the fearful ery that
the vessel was breaking up. Now the
fishermen stood ready to reseue any whom
the rolling suri might fling shoreward, and |
again their boats lel al alba

With the crowd who had come down to
the beach stood Margaret Brent, with her
ample waterproof cloak protecting her'|
from the driving rain; while Carl, all
energy and daring, was foremost among

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island, Thursday, March 14, 1867.

deayoring to rescue the passengers of the
| doomed vessel.

And now the horrors of the shipwreck
culminated, Body after body came in on
ithe tremendous surt, sometimes borne to
‘the grasp of the boatmen, but oftener
‘snatched back by the swift undertow to
the maw of the hungry sea,

Every house near the shore was encaed
for the reception of the rescued ; and Carl
was busy in directing the removal of some
to his adopted father’s, when suddenly
turning to look upon a pair who, clasped
in each other’s arms, were cast up at his
feet, he grew pale as death, ejaculating :—

“My God! Paul and Marie!

In a minute more Margaret was beside
him; and as she looked upon the pale,
wet faces of these two, a coid shiver ran
through her heart. Were they dead?
Had her rejection of Paul Branscomb
driven him to a f

a foreign land—and had the
cruel sea cast him lifeless at her feet, to
reproach her evermore ? And Carl, too,
was fearfully agitated; but this was no
time to think of aught but the restoration
of the half-drowned pair, who were im-
mediately carried to the house.

Weeks followed alter the wreck of that
proud government. sailing vessel from
foreign shores off the Newburg coast.
Many lifeless bodies had been washed up
long after the fieree equinoctial storm had
spentits fury. and suchfound decent burial,
or were reclaimed by their friends; while
who survived the peril of the
wreck had returned to their homes save
Paul Branscomb and his sister Marie, who
still lingered in the mansion of Judge
Brent; for Marie had, for some time, lain
from the chill and exposure of the occasion,
But now she was fast conyalescing; her
old spirits were returning with her bloom ;
yet still she lingered. Why did she not
depart from the presenee of that man near
whom she, of all, cught not to linger?

Who that has ever witnessed the tacties
ofa thoroughly heartless firt—a woman,
vain, ambitious, capricious, and jickle—
need wonder at le conduct? Marie
Branscomb had been fiattered by the ad-
iration of the handsome, aspiring young
collegian ; she had even fancied herself in
love with him; but she bad not scrupled
to cast him off for the wealthy and_ titled
suitor: she met abroad. And now, though
she had been less than woman if she had
not felt emotions of gratitude to the man
who, with his own hands, had drawn her
trom the eruel surf, and though she found
it very pleasant to linger in his home re-
ceiving his attentions, she did not hesitate
to try her coquettish aris upon him anev.
Not that this vain, cruel beauty repented
her past conduct, or intended to secept
Carl Brent. Oh no; for she expected her
titled e/iancee from England in the follow-
ing autumn, and to return with him a
chide; «but admiration was so much a
assion with the heartless girl that pour
passer le tempts Carl was to. be trifled with
anew.

And how could Margaret—almost mad-
dened by her jealous fears, and mistaking
the polite attentions of the host for a
warmer feeling renewed for their artful
and beautiful guest—reason calmly and
dispassionately? She did not; she asked
herself, bitterly, * Am I to live over again
what they once made me suffer?” And so
she came to a sudden decision, born of
her jealous, exacting love; and without
waiting, this time, to assure herseli that
Carl might not be falling readily into the
toils of the beautiful temptress, she ex-
claimed: ‘1 hold the power in my
own hands now, and T will turn back upon
him what he once meted out to me! ‘This
is ny decision,”

But Carl? Did he bend again at the
shrine of the beautiful coquette? Not in
his very heart; but it cannot be denied
that it gave him strange pleasure to behold
that haughty woman grow submissive and
pliant at his approach, and to note how
the tascinating polish she had acquired in
the Old World circles was held out to him
as a bait—and so he was not so careful of
his conduct as he might have been, until
he was awakened by his decided and un-
equivocal dismissal by Margaret.

Carl, IT see how itis. You wish to be
free, and return to your old allegiance
again. You are like the moth that hovers
around the blaze of the candle; and I will
not bear this treatment!” said the girl.
‘fake back your ring+-and never, never
spenk to me of your wavering, vascillating
affection again—for Margaret Brent will
share no divided heart!’ she said, with
firmness in her tones,

“You mistake me, indeed you do!
Listen, Margaret!” began Carl, but she
would not listen; for ‘ trifies light as air”
had become, to her heast, ‘* confirmation
strong;’ and she honestly beeved that
this step was rendered imperative.

And so they parted for the second time ;
and Margaret adhered firmly to the role
she had marked out, and announced to
her father that her engagement was at
an end the day following the departure of
their guests, for Paul and Marie now
brought their stay at Newburg to a close.
Judge Brent looked at his daughter in
rprise; but upon her assuring him that
it was her own wish that dictated the de-

to believe it’ suited Carlequally well, he
could say nothing, save to utter a sigh at
this disappointment of his fondest plan,

** Andnow,” said Margaret, to herself,
“T will walk inthe path [ have marked
out, and no. power on earth shall turn me
trom it. Let Carl's restless, unstable
nature suffice unto himself. I have been

no excuse he would thrust upon me.”
Butif Margaret expected Carl would
attempt to tim her from the position he
had taken, she was destined to be disap-
pointed; tor he maintained a respecttul
reserve during the few weeks he remained
at home, and then bade her a calmly kind
adieu, and left Newburg for the city,
where he was to attend the law sehool for
the last course of lectures.

And Margaret settled down into a sort
of proud, apathetic, forced ealm, which
she mistook for growing indifference.

** When we mect again, he will probably
be under the spell of some other lady, it
Marie Branseomb should choose to jilt
him now she has brought him to her feet a
second time!” she muttered seornfully,

Four years later, in the city where he
had taken up the practice of his profession,
Carl Brent reecived the following tele-

the sailors and fishermen who were cn-|

gram :—

“Como to Newburg immediately.

cision, and that she had the fullest reason |.

humbled sufficiently ; and I will listen to],

Father is very ill—perhaps dying.
MArGArert.”

“She does not say ‘come home,’ said
the lawyer, bitterly, ‘but I will go, if
only for the love I bear him who has so
nobly stood in the relation of father tome,”
and he thrust aside the papers of an im-
portant law case pending the court then
in session, and left his office.

At the close of the following day he
stood beside the bed of the old Judge, who
lay stricken down by apoplexy. Thus
had he lain insensible {vom the time of the
stroke, until this present hour, when
reason and speech both returned to illu-
mine the life that reust soon go out in
death to be rekindled beyond the tomb.

Margarot was at her post of filial duty—
calm and tearless, though her heart was
well nigh rent; and, just as the sands of
his life were ebbing out, the old judge took
her cold hand, and, placing it within his
adopted son’s, said feebly, but with an
expressive look :—

“TL lerye you to console each other, my
children,”

“My father—my more than benefactor
—)elieve me, Margaret's happiness shall
be held dearer to me than my own!” re-
sponded Carl, solemnly.

The exes of the dying man roved from
one tothe other with a wistful glance,
and he murmured, ‘Oh, if it coud be so,
I should div happier!”

Both understood the wish thus partially

expressed; and Carl eagerly exclaimed,
«There is nothing you could desire con-
neeted with our future, but it would give
me happiness to fulfil, my dear father!”
and then he looked as eagerly, and with a
yearning expression, towards his compan-
ion by the bedside.
And Margaret—with her dear father's
breath fluttering on her lips, how coulda
she refuse him any request? ILer cheek
erew paler, and the hand more chill she
laid in Carl’s extended one; but his own
closed with a firm pressure over it, and
the feeble, nerveless one of the dying
clasped them both ere Judge Brent lay
dead upon his pillows,

Margaret found Carl very kind and un-
remitting in his attentions after her father
was gone, In the settlement of the afairs
that devolved upon them, she found him
invaluable as a counsellor; and all that a
kind friend, a tender brother, or a devoted
loyer could be, he was in this time of trial
to her poor, orphaned heart. But her
manner to him was that of a sister's only,
True, she intended, when the time eame,
to redeem the sacred promise which he
Nad given the dead; but, meantime, she
gave Carl no clue to her heart.

With ber trials. and the guarded, reti-
centlife sis had lived those last tour years,
had grewn so grave and undem-
that one would have said she
ke astatue, weich could never be
awakened from its frozen, marble sleep,
Carl did not return to the distant city,
save to draw his business usere (0 aclose;
for he had aynounced his determination to
remain at Newburg. and assume the prac
tice of the departed judge, And there t:
old friend Paul Branseomb found him, six
months alter the skadow of loss had fallen
over the seaside mansion.

Paul —aiways. straightlorward, frank,
and honorable, 2s his sister Mario was
yain and eapricious—brought them news
of his family. Marie had just resailed for
Kneland, alter a home visit with her titled ‘
husband, whom she had married three |)
years before; Julia—gay, affectionate, and {
impulsive as ever—was just wedded to the

man worthy her choice; and—in a happy
yoice he told this—he wus shortly to lead
to the alter one who had consented to bless | |
his future with her love,

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friendly congratulations ; while Margaret, | ;
who had ever appreciated the worth of} }
Paul, expressed her satisfaction that he],
had, at length, found the companion who | 1,
could bring him happiness.

During that visit of Paul's, all the old
friendly intimacy, heightened by inered
ing recognition of each other's true chari
ter, sprang up between Margaret and her

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Paul, who, with intuitive perception, saw
the state of affairs between his friends, one
day said to her: —

ing life of calm conduct towards him 2”

** What do you mean, Paul!” asked the
girl, though her flushing cheek told that},
she fully understood him, ‘

You know, Margaret,
are the two dearest friends
pains me iney
on misunders
way.

have; and it

ding each other in’ this}1
Carl loves you truly and devotedly ; |:

unhappy in
Maric gave it,

long ago, sincerely repented of it.”

sranscomb,” suid Marguret, with height-
ened color.
“ LT think Tam just, Margaret,” was his
reply, ‘and LT rely upon our long friend-
ship to prove that I desire your happiness.”
‘Lhis conversation occurred on the morn-
ing of the day of Paul's departure; and
that afternoon, in order to think over his
words in calm solitude, Margaret left the
house and strayed down to the beach. It
was a cool, cloudy summer's sunset; and
as its shadows lengthened, she walked on
and on, until, retracing her steps upon the
shore, she gained the reef which was her
favorite seat, and then she paused, while
the gray of evening fell, and the cool sea-
breeze tanned her heated brow. ‘
Sitting there, with her forehead bent on
her hands, Margaret revolyed Paul's words.
Ilad she, indeed, been suspicious and, un-
just! Had Carl, indeed, loved her through
all those years; and had his passion for
Marie Branscomb been only a brigf.fasei-

age, my Margaret !”—and knew not t
she had slid trom the wet, slippery rock
into her lover's rescuing arms, and that she

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pressibly that you should go | himself into the river,

Y And it is tis L would com-| stricken, they hesitated.
plain of, Margaret—that you, usually so} calmly on the waves, and, in tones of con-
just and generous, have not yet forgiven | fidence, told them it was their only hope,
Carl for that flair, when T know that he, Jinsisting that he would carry them sutely
to the shore, y
“You are frank, to say the least, Mr, | hesitated; but gathering courage from his

i self-possession, and realizing that it was
their last moment, they took the leap, and

victim to her lures? Surely: else, when
free again, he would have returned to her
shrine—and this Margaret acknowledged
to herself that she had never heard ot his
doing. And then she suddenly remem-
bered, with a shame she had neyer felt
betore, that she had refused to listen to any
explanations when she had dismissed him
so curtly and coldly ; and that, ever since
their sudden re-betrothal by the death-bed
of her father, she had afforded Carl no op-
portunity of speech concerning his former
conduct, but had been cold and forbidding
asaniceberg. But as Margaret sat there
in the gray evening, she had not noticed
that the tide had turned, and, even while
she was absorbed in thought, was creeping
up around the outermost rock she had
chosen for her seat; and she quite forgot
that the sea had a higher surf than usual,
o'ving to a northeast storm which had pre-
vailed, one of those wild storms which of-
ten creep into thy heat of the summer-
time.
And so she lingered, unheeding the in-
coming tide, which was rapidly and treach-
erously creeping up around the rocks till
one could searcely discern their outline
from the watery sands, until she wag
very suddenly roused by a huge breaker
which burst half over her and dashed the
sprey high into her face. Then, aware of
her danger, she jumped to her feet, and
turned to flee to the shore,
But what had come over the night? A
sighing wind had sprung up; the sea was
moaning sadly ; the darkness had gathered
deeply; athick mist had draped both ocean
and aloe and she could scarcely discern
a hand's breadth before her, And the in-
rushing tide—how wildly and rapidly it
was sweeping up over the reef where she
stood!
She realized her ganger; but she dared
not stir, for she knew not where to step,
and there were eddying and deepening:
pools around the bases of the rocks. Was
she to perish there, now lite had suddenly
become so dear to her? anda call for him
whom she had shunred, and even doubted
before, rang out wildly and piercingly on
the thick, misty air,

fe Cun t » sive me |”
the surging waters.
Minutes went by that seemed like ages ;
and then she felt the chill waves curling
up higher around her. Again she cried;
but the wind, driving in from the sea,
though it might have borne her ery far
landward, carried no response back to her
ews, She had taken her stand on the
highest point of the rock; but now her
foothold was growing slippery, for the tide
came up stronger, until it washed over
herakles, then rose and rose, and the
white sprey dashed eruclly against hey
nee,
“Carl! Carl! Tt you love me, save me!
Oh! must drown here in sight of home?”
again broke fearfully distinct on the air;
and then her senses reeled—she heard not
the loud, cheery call—*: Lam here! Cour-

rose high aboye

owed her life to the affection she had in-

voke!,

When Covl Brent listened, next morning

to Margavet’s oXpressions of gratitude, he
3 i & ’

Jid not fail to teil ber how, often and
ngain, during those last coldly painful
months, he had sighed tu be near her and

share her thoughts, as he had sighed that

receding gray twilight, when from afar
re watched her walking down to the lone-
y shore, whence her cry of danger had
oated up to him in the misty darkness,

But he did add, with a tender smile, ‘*T

am glad, Margaret, that it was in my

rower to save your lonely lile there, on the

spot where I first told you L loved you.

. 8 And have T not fully expiate 8 fi t
And Carl listened calmly, and offered | the : PCa Be eeaits ot

past? We are both older and wiser
now—ind the experiences of ten years
hive surely taught as that our hearts may
no longer be divided.” And it was not
long atter they ‘vere.

EEL OR SON ‘

THE NOBLE NEGRO BOY,

The following incident in the fatal colli-

guest, Each felt that they could act them. | Sion of the Niagra with the Postbey on the
s tully and freely, now that all res-| Mississippi, was related to me by an eye
aint between them was removed; and} witness:

The two steamers struck, and the Niag-

ra immediately carcened, and bein to
sink, y
“You will not think me intrusive, Mar-| once universal.
garet, if T offer a word in beh: If of Carl. | with piercing screams, imploring the men
Are you quite sure, my dear friend, that} to help them. f
you are doing him justice by your unvary- | hand, and each sought his individual res-
cue,

The wildess consternation was at

Ladies rushed to and tro
But no means seemed at
At this fearful moment a negro boy—

one of the crew—was seen quictly lashing
4 long and stout rope round his body, at

‘Only tis,” answered Paul, kindly. |the other end tying a stick of wood in its
at you and Carl} eentre.

Instantly, with this apparatus, he threw
Turning upon his
back, the stick drilted to the rope’s end,
und calling upon two ladies, who stoodon

and I believe youdo him, and that this) the edge of the boat—one with a child in
tecling has existed for years, despite that} her arms—he urged them to spring, and
rraption my capricious sister }eatch either end

of the stick. Horror.

The negro lay

For another instant they

both succeeded in grasping the — stick.
‘Turning quickly to prevent their seizing
him, the heroic fellow struck out with
strong muscles for the land, ‘The rapid
current was well nigh resistless, but he
wrestled manfully with hisburden, The
energy of despair kept them to their hold,
and at length thelr feet touched bottom,
Both ladies, with the clinging little one,
were saved. Many witnessed this feat.
It exhibited not only a cool, unparalled
bravery, but was wholly disinterested, as
both ladies were strangers,

It should be added that the boy left his
own trunk, with his best clothing;and thee
hundred dollars in money, to sink with the
wreck.—Rev, J. W. Alvord.

Tur Jourxey ov Lirk.—Ten thousand
human beings set forth together on their
journey, Alter ten years, one-third at

nation, from which he would have “awak-
ened sooner or later it she had not so
humiliated and wounded his pride by her
cool rejection when a wealthier suitor ap-

least, have disappeared, At the middie
point of life, but halt are still upon the
rol, Faster and faster, as the ranks
grow thinner, they that remain till now
become weary, and lie down and riso no

ag tld And had she not been nvistaken,
n imagining that he fell, a second time, a

ont te

mr, Pid?

more.—-At three score and ten, a band of