T H E TORCH OF REASON, SILV E R T O N , OREGON, T H U R SD A Y , OCTOBER 7, 1897.
GOLDEN THRONE
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Peyton, a stanch Unionist.
His my spurs into the side of my horse,
home was one of the most beauti- th a t I m ight the sooner catch a
ful in the state, situated on the ghmpse of th e tem ple of my soul,
ballk s of Oie river and em braced
looked, it was all in Haines. I he
by lovely forests.
I enjoyed the ,dght was lurid with the glare.
profound rest, and was really
reckless speed I plunged for-
thankful for thfc Hule
thrt\ ward. I reached the burning m ass,
gave m« cetnation from the turm oil ^ ° rHna could not be found. I hen,
of Wrtr For two years I had been
heard afar the bugle call th a t
in the rough and tum ble of conflict, 8Umnioned me to my post. I must
knocked here and there bv an un- retu rn im m ediately.
J he whole
Is not contentm ent > tt i t ar
riches.
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No, if wt are contente ..lint >
because we are ignorant.
1 rue
contentm ent can on y c u n
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possession, an
ric its are U8e u
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stupefies
gracious fate, and too often with
is th at which makes more of us, so
the feeling th a t ‘some one had
th a t we seek for more.
YY’ealth
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th a t does not create a new want is
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cesses seemed to end in nothing. I
worse than poverty.
It pam pers
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b
was worn out, heart-sick with the
us, aud we die.
He who creates a
terrible struggle. 1 needed for the
as he who gratifies a w ant. To he tlnle hel"K tu M f«»
» “ <1 bury
myself from the world.
I found
rich in knowledge and every art, to
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trem bling.
“ ‘I have sought for you long and
far,’ I said; ‘where have you been?’”
“ Almost everyw here,’ she said,
‘Since th at dreadful night, I have
not returned to Tennessee. I could
not!” ’
‘“ H ow did it happen? I came
out to see you th at very evening,
for I had som ething to say.
Your
home was in ruin s and you gon< ’
' ,n l* wa. in m otion, troops were
I Hed before the enemy came.
£a | hering for the m arch, I had to I had w arning from a faithful
P'tinge into the very m idst of the servant. We were obliged to pass
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PrePa ra t ,on« *>v m orning we were into the Confederate lines.
YY’e
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n * ur waJ to meet the enemy; found our way eventually to Rich
80<),l> " e were in the m idst of the mond. There my father died. W’
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» e. It iage I and I was swept were treated with great kindness.
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Lorena s After the war, I travelled abroad.
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home.
Im
after
the
have accomplished many and beau-
01 books, which I read to
my 1 heart’s
They
were victory I was ordered to W ashing-I gone. I wished to escape the sad
tiful things and yet to be unsatis- my
,<‘a rt 8 content.
conlH" ‘
T
hey WPr8
fled, is the highest condition of hll. "a n s la tm n s mostly from the Greek ton, and not un til the war was over and terrible m em ory of a ll.’
‘‘ ‘I went hack to your home.
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classics. I had never come across did I have a chance to see w hat
in an ity .” »
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i v i i ! them before, or, if I had, had pass- was once to me the paradise of the I wrote and sought in every way to
He and C harlie sat together, and "'i t,,e" ' car,,|‘-»« I.'
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it nn v ram s, an,I find you. I was afraid th a t you
talked over their old-tim e frie n d -!“
“ 1 ’? Bnd tl,es" 01,1 authors
" a c e of her I loved, I he serv- were dead. Now, we are together
so interesting,
to z nature, k so
How happy
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zvz true
v« w
vy a n ’8 had g“ ne» none knew whither. again.
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ship and adventure«.
full of noble poetry and philosophy. t ohmel Peyton was dead and I
“ There was a care-w orn look in
“ How much I have learned.”
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not receive the
slightest elew her eyes, and she seemed to shrink
said C harlie, “since th a t sad and " ' ’' “ ......1
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Peyton's daughter I.nrena
th,
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M adeline has been j
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It seemed as if away from me. She replied, soiue-
terrible day !
We now
star °f my life had set, only w hat restrain ed ly ;—
to me a m o st noble influence. I do zen or more servants.
.< < I am h a p p y too.
in the eternities. 1 carried
I thought
feel th a t this is her precious gift, ""n e d an acquaintance. In fact, to rise .........
Through her purity and devotion, *, WaS ' lee' ,l-v
*',ve w i,h ll( r -
m y heart.
She was we should not meet again.
[ have
I learn ed to b e lie v e in t h e
a ln , o 8 t » ’ h r 8 t
St>e was pos- ‘he on y woman I ever loved.
I often brought to m ind those happy
1 learned to believe in the purity
s-ssed of Hue intelligence, and was could lovw no o th er- 1 returned to days in the sweet h au n ts of mv
and devotion of others. It w as her
ardently devoted to our cause. She ,n^ home. It was then broken up, childhood. How fast they went!
image glowing in my heart lh at
was very reserved in her n atu re o n Lv M adeline was left, ami we pre- How like jewels they were set in
sent me to the defence of little Pete,
and, while talkative, was at the Pared t(> t}|he our d eparture for the the dark bosom of war! How ru d e
and made me strong.
And, now,
same tim e incom m unicative of her d *H,ant M e8t, each with a different ly they were torn, and the black
all this has come,—love, wealth, all
inner spirit. I had to retu rn to sorrow and memory. T hat was be cloud swept them from our sight!’
th at can m ake me happy.,f
fore we cam e to Golden Throne.
“ ‘They were precious days in
“ I rejoice with you indeed,” said the arm y in a few weeks and re
suine
my
duties,
hut
I
was
so
situ-
l°cated
several
places,
ai
d
deed,’ said I. ‘In them , mv h e a rt’s
Will.
ated th a t I could occasionally visit ch an Sed abol»t because of the rest blood flowed as never before.
Do
“ I wonder th a t you have not
less
spirit
w
ithin.
you know what I was going to say
found su ch h ap p in ess, Will.
A her. How h a p p y J was w ith th is
“ M e took it into our heads a t , th a t evening, when, instead of your
m an like you m ight love a n d win vision of love apd peace in the
m idst of the conflict!
It was a one ^ ’ne to 8° to Saratoga.
We face, I m et the aw ful Hame?
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the brightest jewel.”
“ We cannot command love any halm to mv heart, and I yielded were ea8er f°r a change from the greater flame th an th a t was in my
I did
W estern life, and yet we did h eart.’
more than weeau command genius,” myself to it im petuously.
not know w hether to declare mv not w ant to f^ke up again with the
“ I might perhaps guess, but I
said Will.
ol New E ngland,
will not. Let those days rest.’
“So you have never felt the d i passion; for she gave me nothing
th a t seemed like encouragem ent,
“Saratoga was indeed ju st w hat
“ ‘Can we not m ake them beauti
vine afflatus?”
and I hardly dared to break the we
I t was full of the ful in the future? Do not the wings
“ I did not say th a t.”
“Is it possible that you have loved Spel' wi" ' " ,”’t
1,8 “•> U1" l,e“'‘'-v, ‘,f ,,a" lr,‘- H,’d -vet «•»» “ live of hope hover over th em ?’
and been disappointed?”
welcome certainly.
So I drifted » " b » " " 'a t society can give.
It
“ ‘Memory is better th an hope.
“I do not say that eith er"
alo"g- tl,e ,,MV8 w'•'n, 8l,ininf? by>
, H" nply
<° dw«'’ Memory alw ays abides.
Hope
“ You .Io not choose a solitary ’" " l 1 W8a ° n " l,at
to to
those gorgeous hotels, those Hoes.’
J an endless stre a m of delight.
y et freautiful gardens, the lights, and
‘“ 0 Lorena, how strangely you
life?”
I was adm onished th a t th is would the crowds of people, so gay and talk! You were alw ays so reserved
“ I do not.”
“ You have had some strange ex not do; for rum ors began to m ulti- happy. YY e stayed there for a th a t I dared not speak the secret of
ply of the advance of the enem y’s couP^e
m onths, and M adeline my heart until it became like a
perience and have not told m e.”
troops, and the concentration and ,,ever scenipd to be happier.
The volcanic fire th a t m ust burst forth,
“ Some things cannot he told.”
One P^a^e was ju s t what her n atu re de- Listen to me now.’
“ \ e s , there are inaccessible forward push of our own.
fig h t I determ ined to express my- m andedi and so we lingered until
“ ‘Oh, do not,’ she said with a
places in every h ea rt.”
“ I will unlock the door of m ine,” Se,f frrtnkly’ and be secure for ,he the eeaKon was over-
despairing expression.
‘You do
said Will. “ It will do me good. ,InPending changes. It was even-
“ The evening before we purposed not know the pain you give m e.’
In this hour of love’s trium ph, I in8 when 1 ,eft my com m and. Be- to sta rt, I strolled about th e foun-
“ ‘P ain? why talk of p ain ? YY’hy
can talk of love.
I have loved
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^ ,ng lines of tains, listening to the m usic and s^ ould we not clasp han d s an d talk
deeply, passionately, and yet I have canM, f,,e8 stretching for miles.
I watching the people. I took up a of joy?’
loved
vain. I I m
st w«llr
“ ‘Yes, we can he friends,’ she
loved in
in vain.
m u ust
walk ♦!.*>
the c a "tered along the hank of the glass °f the sparkling water and
river, which was sparkling like a d ran k in rem em brance of the 8a'd quietly.
earth alone. Listen.”
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ribbon am id the hills beneath the happy days now gone. A lady be
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lustrous stars. My heart was full *>de me was w aiting for the cup. I music I would evoke, i It t is
is love.
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a ,n i'
P" ( u ,n- of fluttering dream s.
I believed hlled and handed it to her; and, as Oh, I loved you so deeply!
Did
" d a m just »e ore the battl a of that Lorena was mine, she had I looked into her face, I recognized vou not know it then, could you
Chickamauga. I bail received a sent me so many nameless measagee Lorena.
not see it,—feel it? I w orshipped
s ig .tw o u n oo ,.,cket duty.
It with her eyes. I longed for the
“ I grasped her hand. She seemed you. I was your slave.
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was necessary for some of us to to to rn in the road, whence, embower-
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with the eagerness of a lover stuck Her face flushed, and she stood ■ tiou.
I am yours; and if you re-